Bakso I have to admit that my love for cooking is growing. It's growing and I can't believe it myself. This feeling has been like this since probably two years ago. Before, cooking felt like a hard work that I had to fulfill. It still is, but the difference is I enjoy it now. So it does not feel like I am forcing myself. Back then whenever I cooked, it's either wrong recipe or incorrect measurement. It never tasted right. So I gave up cooking just because I never found the right one. And then I started to feel that I wanna eat better. I don't want to just eat whatever, I want to know what goes into my body. If I prepare it myself, then I know it's good one. I don't eat too much sugar, sometimes it is hard to buy one thing outside and has a lot of sugar in it. So cooking it myself will allow me to control the amount of sugar. So I found recipes and I tried to make them. As to my surprise, they taste right! Exactly how they should have tasted. That made me happy
I moved here maybe almost 13 years. That day, I was 10 years old. Still in elementary school. I have lots friends on same age and some of them are my sister's friends (our age difference is 7 years). We grew up together. Growing up and I just realize now, when I graduated from uni, we all really grown up. Time for me to work, or continue studying, also they are already 17 years old. Time for them to get any license like driving license, residence card, or else. They already has their own rights to choose what they want to do in live. I think we are balance, lots boys and girls. Time for girls to feel "Lady wanna be", I mean on their age (around 17) they want to know how about having a boyfriend, how to put on make up on face, how is fall in love, or maybe how about kiss, and many things. Sometimes, some of them forget the point of studying at school. They just think about their romance or love or something like that rather than their achievement. Well.... that always ha