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Romanticizing My Cooking

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

Coming and Going

Be it something or someone, they will be coming and going, in and out your life. I believe that something/someone has their own period to be in your life. 

I used to be so attached to something, rarely to someone though. I remember the first time I felt that I lost something important in my life was when I had my favorite hair tie with me. It was part of the dress that I had, it was blue, nice dress. I loved it. That happened when I was around 10 I think. I had that hair tie on, then took it off when I took shower after beach day. 

When I take it off, I told myself to remember to take it back with me. But of course I forgot it, I remembered that I left it when I was already in my grandma's house. I was so sad because it was my favorite. Even weirder that I vividly remember that even now. 

I used to say that I can't live without my sammy (that old samsung laptop) until it stopped working like I wanted due to the ... well... it got to 9 years of usage so he served me well.

Years gone by, I learned to accept the fact that something will be coming and going. Something or someone will be coming and going in and out our lives to simply teach us something. I have my favorite people coming and going in my life. We had great memories together, sometimes bad memories that I keep remembering and trying to take the lessons out of it. 

Sometimes when I think about the great memories that passed, it crossed my mind that "Yes, we had fun together. I had so much fun with them, I learned a lot of important lessons along the way, but the time has come for us to grow apart." Growing apart is not always bad. Of course I sometimes feel that "What would happen if we're still together now? Would I be good influence for them, or bad or the other way around?" We never know. 

But one thing I also learn is sometimes we will reconnect with people who were in our lives. And see if it is gonna be different or the same like it was. Sometimes you find comfort in the stillness that you both have together, but sometimes it can be discomfort too. Some people will try to bring things like it used to be, some will find the changes on someone is too much and bringing discomfort, while some others will connect better with the new you. People can grow apart or grow together towards the same goal. 

Some people love to challenge their own beliefs, their own morals, their own values, until they find that some of them fit them well or need to be changed. Some, will be comfortable enough staying the same and deal with no changes in their lives. 

Well in my opinion, you have to change to be better person. Not the better person than other people but the better person than you were. How can the now-you be the same as the 10-years-you? 

There are things that we can change to be better, at the same time there are things we can't change too. In the end, that's when we learn to accept things as it is. That some people will be coming and going. That they will learn from you, you will learn from them, and move on when it's time. 

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