Made’s Blog

Bali is magic… I love that island. On my last trip there, my head was full of questions and thoughts, and that’s why I was mentally ‘tortured’ for 2 hours in the plane while sitting and doing nothing. When one does nothing (no physical activity), one’s mind is actually busy. Very very busy. One thought will enter one’s mind, one after another. And the scariest thing about our thought is that, it doesn’t recognize the law of time and space. Sometimes we can think we are in Tokyo buying a chocolate bar. That chocolate bar reminds us of a certain romantic event. Then in a split of second we are thinking about giving a chocolate to our first crush.

That was what happened to me for 2 hours, inside Airbus crossing Indonesia’s islands. No in-flight entertainment, no one to talk to, no pretty air steward to chat with… so I was by myself. My mind kept asking questions which I couldn’t answer. Constantly battling. When an answer comes, another answer will pop up instantly which will negate the previous thought.

But…. few minutes before landing in Bali, voila… I’ve got the thought which was satisfying. The island is magic. No wonder the island is called, the island of Gods, or an island of a thousand temples.

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I promised to marielle that I’m gonna write something about, Singapore as a handbag society, which the status of a woman can be valued from the handbag she posses. I know naught about handbag, so I need to do a little bit of research before I can write about that.

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Indogroove would be launched, but not so soon yet. I’ve got to find time to do that, otherwise I would procrastinate again and again. Before I know… suddenly peuffff… gone is the opportunity

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I’ve got dental braces and I’ll buy a book: How to Kiss with Braces. Not only that I will read that book, but also I have to start practicing it.

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Oh… OSIM triathlon. Will I die while running or swimming during the competition? If yes, then I would have to start my training sessions from this week.

My boss is one of a kind. He gives me plenty of things to learn and I am looking up on him. Wise men said, there will always be a day for a man to move on to pursue his dream. I informed my boss, that my time has come.

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This is one of the views of Erasmusbrug (Erasmus Bridge) in Rotterdam:

You wanna know a little secret bout it? Maybe this bridge was built using the fund collected when the Dutch occupied Indonesia…

My memory of Brussels is around:

• Good beers
• ‘Free’ transportation system (coz liyan had a smart way to board trams and buses)
• Mussels… yeiksss
• Manneken Pis which has been the symbol of the city

There’s a problem with my old blogger account. Pissing me off. First of all, blogger.com asked me to upgrade to the new version. I did it. Little did I know, it overwrote the default.aspx (aka the index page of my account) that I had in nomadlife.org. So, my old posts couldn’t be displayed in the main page. I was too lazy to tinker with the setting so I couldn’t revive my old posts. Until…
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