2 of 30.
Let me tell you Maera about how I have changed in the past 2 years.
So I got a job on July 2011, when I was 22. It was a milestone in my life as I became a real grown-up. I turned financially independent and moved out of your grandparents’ house. I moved to Balikpapan, a pretty neat and nice city by the sea.
In the past 2 years I’ve worked day and night for living. I’ve learned about real life that had never been taught at school. I’ve made new friends and some of them became a part of my support system. I’ve learned a bit about the ups-and-downs at work. I’ve learned that life isn’t only doing what we love but also loving what we do. I’ve learned that ‘doing the best’ comes from myself and ends up for my own self. I’ve learned to see both of the best and the worst side of people; respect them and respect myself at the same time.
In the past 2 years I’ve changed my mind a lot about what matters and what does not. I’ve learned to see people beyond the kind of music they listen or how many books they read per year. I’ve stopped wanting new clothes every month and new bag every 6 months, although I can afford them. I’ve stopped overrating trends and cool-looking people. I’ve stopped underrating people-who-never-travel-the-world-because-they-start-planning-a-house-installment-very-soon.
In the past 2 years, I’ve had some of my greatest dreams come true. I’ve been called as ‘geologist’ (even though I know it is still a long way to be one). I’ve stepped my feet on the museum I’d been wanted to visit since I was in junior high school. I’ve traveled to Andalusia. The last I would mention (and probably the best one): I’ve found the one that I want to spend my life with.
So, Maera, later in you 20s, don’t be afraid of changes. Don’t be afraid of moving forward and never be afraid of the closed doors because there must be ones being opened.
Do your best and move out of this house.