do you remember your... (part 2)
How did I go from updating (at least) once every few weeks to none at all? Sigh, le suck. I realized I haven't written for myself for a little while, so I'm gonna continue the rest of the Memory Post that I wrote back in January.
AGE 14
This is the age I realized I'm just plain horrible with confrontation. I seriously can't handle them. It all started with this fight my little group and I had with this girl. We were practicing to dance for our 'show' at the school fest, and we just... simply didn't like her. So we did what basically every mean girl would do - we kind of just told her. It must have been horrible for her. If I was bullied early in middle school, I now became a bully by the end of it. I remember passing her by one day, and she just looked at me with contempt. To make things worse? She was actually sitting next to me in class for a year.
AGE 16
Defining moment, I guess? Let's see. First year of high school here in Indonesia, couldn't be more grateful because I met my best friends for life here. Cried at the airport, when I had to leave for Singapore. It all seems a bit silly now, since no matter how far apart we are, obviously we still kept in touch since then and the bond hasn't been broken. I think this is also when I had my first 'real' boyfriend. Well, it wasn't a proper relationship for sure, but this is the first time I remember feeling strongly about someone. After what he did, I basically had trust issues and didn't have another boyfriend for, um... 8 years. Yep, you read that right. It's like I'm the poster child for singledom and cat lady who knits at home.
AGE 20
The age I went from simply naive to more open-minded. Not wild, per se, I was still innocent but I've shed my prejudices. I didn't judge my girlfriends for losing their virginity before marriage anymore (yes, I went through that phase). Also important: my first taste of alcohol, ladies and gentlemen, whoop! It was in college, in France. The girls and I, we were getting ready to go out and just have fun. My housemate, Lizzie, made us some apple martini, and basically ordered me to have a sip. I got all chatty and bubbly, that now they know not to give me any more than a glass. To this day, it's still one of my favourite drinks (maybe along with Bailey's because it's so good.)
AGE 22
Going back home. The most peaceful I've ever felt in years. It felt right, even though many people were against my decision to try and build a career here. I looked for jobs for 2 months while I was here, and finally got one at... *drum rolls* ELLE Indonesia! Seriously? It's one of my best achievements to date. I was working at a magazine - basically one of my dreams come true. Not just any magazine, but one I actually liked. I also got to do what I loved for a living, which is writing. I remember nervously going in for an interview and cursed myself for appearing weak. Meaning, my voice was small, and I could barely answer their questions. I did a writing test though, and apparently they liked what they read.
AGE 23
Oooh, got myself a booooyfriend~~ I remember that day very clearly, and still treasure it to this day. It's not the story of how we got together, but how we met. It was March 27th, 2010. It was a Saturday, and I was working overtime on our anniversary issue. We all did. I remember my best friend had been telling me for days that she and her boyfriend (now her ex) wanted to introduce me to someone really badly, and that he was keen on meeting me, too. About 7pm, I lied (and felt terrible, but it was worth it) to my boss and told him I really had to go. He allowed me, but with a heavy sigh. But then, when I got to meet the guy, it was all forgotten. It's not like it was love at first sight or anything, but I remember all the stolen glances :) I also remember how we basically talked for about 2 hours without our friends and it felt... just right. I later found out from his best friend that he basically raved about me, that he thought I was amazing.
AGE 25
Since I've been writing a few sex articles in ELLE, now all people think when they see me is a perv in disguise. It's funny how I went from a naive girl to a sex-crazed woman in a few years. But you know what, it boosts my confidence to be thought of as sexy once in a while. One of the biggest compliments I've had so far was actually said last week by a co-worker: "You know, usually the skinny ones aren't hot. But damn, she is actually really hot." My first 'hot' comment. I WIN.
AGE 14
This is the age I realized I'm just plain horrible with confrontation. I seriously can't handle them. It all started with this fight my little group and I had with this girl. We were practicing to dance for our 'show' at the school fest, and we just... simply didn't like her. So we did what basically every mean girl would do - we kind of just told her. It must have been horrible for her. If I was bullied early in middle school, I now became a bully by the end of it. I remember passing her by one day, and she just looked at me with contempt. To make things worse? She was actually sitting next to me in class for a year.
AGE 16
Defining moment, I guess? Let's see. First year of high school here in Indonesia, couldn't be more grateful because I met my best friends for life here. Cried at the airport, when I had to leave for Singapore. It all seems a bit silly now, since no matter how far apart we are, obviously we still kept in touch since then and the bond hasn't been broken. I think this is also when I had my first 'real' boyfriend. Well, it wasn't a proper relationship for sure, but this is the first time I remember feeling strongly about someone. After what he did, I basically had trust issues and didn't have another boyfriend for, um... 8 years. Yep, you read that right. It's like I'm the poster child for singledom and cat lady who knits at home.
AGE 20
The age I went from simply naive to more open-minded. Not wild, per se, I was still innocent but I've shed my prejudices. I didn't judge my girlfriends for losing their virginity before marriage anymore (yes, I went through that phase). Also important: my first taste of alcohol, ladies and gentlemen, whoop! It was in college, in France. The girls and I, we were getting ready to go out and just have fun. My housemate, Lizzie, made us some apple martini, and basically ordered me to have a sip. I got all chatty and bubbly, that now they know not to give me any more than a glass. To this day, it's still one of my favourite drinks (maybe along with Bailey's because it's so good.)
AGE 22
Going back home. The most peaceful I've ever felt in years. It felt right, even though many people were against my decision to try and build a career here. I looked for jobs for 2 months while I was here, and finally got one at... *drum rolls* ELLE Indonesia! Seriously? It's one of my best achievements to date. I was working at a magazine - basically one of my dreams come true. Not just any magazine, but one I actually liked. I also got to do what I loved for a living, which is writing. I remember nervously going in for an interview and cursed myself for appearing weak. Meaning, my voice was small, and I could barely answer their questions. I did a writing test though, and apparently they liked what they read.
AGE 23
Oooh, got myself a booooyfriend~~ I remember that day very clearly, and still treasure it to this day. It's not the story of how we got together, but how we met. It was March 27th, 2010. It was a Saturday, and I was working overtime on our anniversary issue. We all did. I remember my best friend had been telling me for days that she and her boyfriend (now her ex) wanted to introduce me to someone really badly, and that he was keen on meeting me, too. About 7pm, I lied (and felt terrible, but it was worth it) to my boss and told him I really had to go. He allowed me, but with a heavy sigh. But then, when I got to meet the guy, it was all forgotten. It's not like it was love at first sight or anything, but I remember all the stolen glances :) I also remember how we basically talked for about 2 hours without our friends and it felt... just right. I later found out from his best friend that he basically raved about me, that he thought I was amazing.
AGE 25
Since I've been writing a few sex articles in ELLE, now all people think when they see me is a perv in disguise. It's funny how I went from a naive girl to a sex-crazed woman in a few years. But you know what, it boosts my confidence to be thought of as sexy once in a while. One of the biggest compliments I've had so far was actually said last week by a co-worker: "You know, usually the skinny ones aren't hot. But damn, she is actually really hot." My first 'hot' comment. I WIN.
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