People are usually crazy about anniversaries. Japan’s first memorial. 9/11’s tenth year remembrance. Birthdays. Weddings. Anniversaries.
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Marcella Purnama
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Marcella Purnama is a blogger and author of What I Wish I Had Known: And Other Lessons You Learned in Your Twenties. She is currently obsessed with finding the best recipe for bread rolls and keeping her sixteen plants alive.
As Gen Y kids will soon become adults; they will either be saviours of the world, or the lost generation. Marcella Purnama reflects on life as a Gen Y-er.
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A new international student muttered this question to the girl in the mirror one day, “When will it start feeling like home?”
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WHAT makes you feel beautiful? Is it makeup, clothes, shoes? Or are you a believer that beauty comes from the inside out? Meld columnist Marcella Purnama hangs up her heels after a prolonged battle between love and loathing.
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ALL cheered when Toothless the Night Fury left the stage. Yet it was not one of the grand closing applause we used to hear after a show is finished. It was a cheer in a hope to bring the dragons back to life after the third technical difficulty happened during the show.
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There is nothing wrong with being an Arts student. I, for one, am very proud that I’ll be having this title soon next year. I will be graduating with BA (Psychology and Media and Communication), isn’t that fancy enough?
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Night life. It is the thing that I never know, and the one I never really will. Even by studying in Melbourne with a culture different than my own, I have never even set a foot in a club.
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When I was 10 years old, I was bullied at school.
It was not such a big fuss, for the bullying never had a chance to live long. And I was not even bullied hard by a group of mean girls. No, it was just by one obnoxious boy who just couldn’t get his mouth shut.
I can’t really remember why I was being bullied – maybe he was just seeking attention, or he didn’t like me for some reasons. But I remember the crying afterwards, being hurt for someone had shattered a girl’s utopia and started calling her names.
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ON the eve of Valentine’s Day, Marcella Purnama revisits her teenage infatuations and realises her memories, good and bad, are all still crystal clear.
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When your age reaches more than 70 years old, and it’s hard to even dress yourself up, or to eat neatly, what makes you happy?
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