Sari's Windows

 From: 040721 To: 18th years old me Dear my pass me, I am resting on the armchair, dealing with the southwest, and getting my mom lumps rice. Recently I have finished a talk that discussed internships. You will head-on as quickly as possible. I seem so enthusiastic to work it. Unfortunately, I am a bit upset. I am scared if there are no places to welcome me and I am running to be left behind by others. Those are the points I constantly bring since back then. Luckily, I am tougher than you. Facing tons of sacrificed with my mommy, shouting my dad loudly, and justifying myself. Thus, occasionally, cause me awful. But what made you play back then? I remind you were horrible. You would become furious at your deepest soul, calmly. You used to hate home and did not watch what was passing on there. Honestly, so do I. Happily, those very seldom appear to me. Today, I ever return back pictures that bring me here. When something pulls me down, I shout “IT IS OKEY!!!” indeed not okay. I ta...

 170721 I lost my dear uncle  Dear, you barely lost your fellow. I woke up late in the morning; it was more than 8. I thought this day will be like normal as before, just to do my July Do List. Accidentally, I had my uncle’s status after I recognized that he was very rare to upload a WhatsApp status. It was a news that informed me my uncle was gone. I did not know what was the purpose altogether? I chatted with him, asked it was not correct if he was passed.   Just a second before someone answered the message and defined it as a genuine message. I kept doing not trust it. Then I ordered my sister to tell to my parents. I sat down on the floor and kept texting about the condolence. My parents came in and then asked the fact. Unfortunately, I could not explain the proper line. I was breaking down. My Dad lay in his place next to my Mom.   I opened the pictures that I have caught before, about our video call. I looked at the date that was on June 27th, 2021, a...

 160721  On my plastic armchair. Dear future me, The life that I desire to describe to is genuinely puzzling. But I need to run the ball rolling on the Science Project. Like my junior high school with, you had hoped about thing, science paper-alike owing to get acceleration dudes exhibited their job. I never guessed that was a cool moment, I just swallowed something unique like the stem of the banana bunch property could be a brownies cake with banana flavor. That was the perfect product I have ever seen. Graduated from Junior High School allowed me a chance to meet my classmate again. It was at a regency exhibition. He was rather an underdog in my class, but not now and that moment. He stood behind the drown innovation which can carry a liter of pesticide above the rice field. He mentioned that he has been collaborating with LIPI since that occasion he belonged to the first winner of the robotics innovation. He also had ever had a hand-shake with Eyang Habibie. How awesom...