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Holidaaaaaaaaaay

It's been a while since the last time i posted random things in my blog. I just came back from my looooong looong holiday. My dad planned it for about........one year ago, because of some troublesome, we spend it at the last month of the year. It was my best holiday ever! well, i went to my hometown, actually my mom's hometown. it's been 11 years since the last i got there. well, batam has changed a lot, it was a small island with small town and a-very-low-budget-electronics sold there. I just spend three days there and ate a lot. i ate prata, it felt good, Indian rice...what was its name?-_- i forgot it. actually Indian Rice is a kind of food from India, it has a very long rice and when you get your order, you'll see rice filled your plate! with a delicious beef curry. i love it i love it love love love love love loveeee it! 

After i spent my time in batam, I was heading toooooooo tanjung balai-_- i'm sure you guys don't know whether Tanjung Balai is a part of town or not, so do I.  Actually, Tanjung Balai is as small as Bangka Belitung, it might be an Island next to Bangka Belitung, it is not even in the map, ya know. when I got there, i felt like I am in Laskar Pelangi. the setting was the same, just like in that movie. there was many fishermen all over the street, there was a fish market near the port. it was like a fishermen's village. a smell of fish, that smells like hell, went all over the road. the street is small, some people use their bicycle, sand in every side of street. curchs, temples, and mosques are on the same street, where I can find all parts of religion that pray there. people lived in a home which has a hallow bellow the home, and stairs to go to the doors, and you know, the floor isn't made by ceramics! it made by...what is it in english? well, i can say it as tile. it made by tile, that floor. it's strange! for sure. that home, Indonesians called it as Rumah Panggung. i spent 4 days there, and did boring things there-_- visited a thousands grandmoms there. i visited the houses in all over the town, and met a lot of grandmoms that kept saying "hello sweetie, it's been a year. how old? oh time goes fast" but my mom kept saying "there's still much left that we need to visit later" what?! it felt like there'll be no end for this. when i started to left Tj. Balai, my mom said "God, there's much left, I'll visited them next year" "who?" "your grandmoms" WHAT?!!! think about this. How much grandmoms do I have............ really..... is there really a thousand? well, if my teacher asks me to make a family-tree, it will be a no-ending job. but, seriously, it was fun. no other things greater than visited my mom's hometown and heard her old stories. 

Finally, I got Singapore! an exclusive town. i felt like a gipsy there-_- jerk, dirty, i thought Singaporean said it in their head "gipsy?"-________- no, seriously hahahaha. 

 BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE