As a good food lover, I always have this urge to explore food ranging from small booths, cafes to (sometimes) fancy restaurants. Back to my college-time memories, one of the unforgettable cafes was d’Risol. It was a place in Bandung where my love for oxtail soup grew.
The beautiful picture depicted a corner in Penang Butterfly Farm, Teluk Bahang, Penang, Malaysia. It was taken during my little family trip in November 2012.
I’ve been loving English Language (EL), since primary school.
While other kids at my age watched cartoons, I watched Knight Rider instead. David Hasselhoff was attractive enough at that time, even for a primary schooler 😁
This is probably my craziest thought, ever.
To be able to clone myself. Having the other me.
To be honest, I am not a social media junkie.
Not the kind who feel comfortable to share my personal life to some strangers in social media. Not the one who updated where I have been or what I have done, every-single-hour.
This is a story of a girl and her mother. A week(end)ly story of an elementary school girl, the only daughter in the family: Going (involuntarily) to the traditional market with her mother.