How surreal it is to let these days pass carelessly, until it slips by and reaches the cliff of the year. 2013 has been a wonderful year, and I spent her equally in the States and in China. Too many things happened and too many thoughts accrued to be reduced only to one post, but I am harboring a great sum for 2014. I have no idea when, but it is the time for the sun to rise. It is the time for the examination to be passed, it is the time for the system to be developed. Probably, me too.
Happy new year. To those (if anyone) who reads this blog, I hope you will enjoy the best days of your life in 2014.
Let me tell you a story to end this short post. I visited Lombok, a sunny paradise in the middle of Indonesia a few days back. We decided to stay in a small islet off the main Lombok island, which goes by Gili Trawangan. Motored vehicles are prohibited on the grounds of the islet, hence three means of transportation left to our choosing: 1) walking 2) cidomo, a cart pulled by a horse, fits in 3-5 people excluding the jockey 3) cycling on a rented bike.
So on one of the scorching days, my family decided to cycle through the perimeter of the island, and the terrain wasn't too ideal - it was sandy and somewhat laden of horse manure, due to means of transportation number 2. I was gleefully grinding through the horse manure when my aunt told me not to, and I simply ignored her warning as I rebutted that it was only the bicycle wheel that was getting dirty.
Hence we rode along when all the sudden the road up ahead was in terrible disrepair. I had to come to a sudden halt as my other family members ahead of me had to stop and walk the bike. *thud* I felt a bump on my left calf. It was my sister, losing control of her bike as she tried to stop, and the front wheel of her bike ended up on my left calf. And guess what? It was laden with horse manure.
So I learned karma through horse shit.
Truly Indonesia's Finest,
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