I've been telling myself that I've missed my old self. I know it doesn't make any sense at all, but if you knew me since I was a lil girl like i've known myself, you'll know that I was more mature back then than now. I don't understand why really. I didn't even realize it until a friend of mine who studied psychology told me this questionnaire about doughnuts (ok, it does sounds weird no matter how many times you said it), so basically, you'll be asked what's your previous favorite doughnut (you'll have to explain it in detail like what's the brand, is it a ring or rounded one, what's the flavour etc.) next question will be what's your favorite doughnut at the moment. Interestingly, mine turn out to be I used to be more mature back then than now like I said before.
To be honest, it's partly wrong and partly true. When I was a kid, I used to be really good at managing my money. I remember I used to have this wallet where I put all the big money like 50,000 (there wasn't 100,000 back then) and called the wallet my "big wallet". Haha I was so cute.
The other wallet that I used in day today activity was filled in smaller change like 5,000-20,000.
Now? oh don't bother to ask.
Also, I used to read kind of heavy books (well, at least it was a deep reading for a 12 year old) like yakuza moon, digital fortress, 24 faces of billy. Now, I just started to read something like that again, but my favorite will always be Sophie Kinsella's Shopaholic books that i remember was recommended by Alviana Kalin. and Chuck Palahniuk's series.
Also, when I was 13-14 yo, organising stuff was my therapy. When in doubt, although I was still a tad messy back then (I can't never compete to my mom's OCD, so she always told me that im messy and all that no matter how hard I tried), organising and tidying stuff calm my nerves. Now, i can stand not washing or cleaning stuff in a week or two. Let's say, I'm much more relax now.
But something changed me a bit since I'm in London. Maybe it was the weather, or drinking coffees daily or maybe i'm just generally happy but I feel like my old self again. I start liking to clean stuff even though just a lil bit like vacuuming my bedroom once in 2-3 days, cleaning dishes, organising my homework (i never done this when I was in college!), I started to feel like, organising stuff is my therapy again. I feel calm and relax. Being alone and tidying stuff suddenly become a therapeutic experience.
Phew, it feels good writing what's on your mind wasn't it?
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