Posted by: astrodominie on: May 24, 2009
I’m leaving in less than 5 days and I’m already a bit of a wreck.
I don’t know why all this didn’t occur to me. Moving out was (is) always something I wanted (want) to do. I’m terribly excited about the new apartment, Suv and I are already budgeting and planning and decorating, I’m trying to [...]
Posted by: astrodominie on: March 18, 2009
Reasons why I need to move out.
I can come home at whatever hour I need to, whether due to work or play, without having to send at least ten texts first to my parents, and without worrying about whether someone will be sitting up and waiting for me to come home. I like doing things [...]
Posted by: astrodominie on: March 10, 2009
Last post, I was hung up on Oasis nostalgia. Now, it’s that time of year again. I knew it was coming, I didn’t want it to (though I sort of did), but here it is anyway. After nearly 8 months, iTunes swung around to Clocks by Coldplay and now it’s stuck in my head like shrapnel [...]
Posted by: astrodominie on: October 7, 2008
It is 7.30 in the morning when my father shakes me awake. Not in my mother’s rough style, but coaxingly: a manner that was half-likely to lull me back to sleep. “We have to leave now,” he says.
Twenty minutes later finds me blearily stumbling down the bustling lanes of Pondy Bazaar, clutching a large brass [...]
Posted by: astrodominie on: September 24, 2008
I was eleven when my parents told me that we were moving home. Having lived in Indonesia my whole life, moving would be a huge change: new school, new friends, a different lifestyle. However as I recall, my chief concern was that they didn’t sell Taro potato chips in India.
After two tumultuous weeks of packing [...]
Posted by: astrodominie on: January 12, 2008
had one of the best times with my mother recently, where we went on this all-out music trip, exploring the music of her generation and moving through the years to the 21st century. a true trans-century conversation.
most of the musical tastes that my sister and i have developed today can be attributed to my parents. [...]