Well, here we go again—an end-of-year reflection post, a proper goodbye to 2025.
I think most of us would agree with this statement: this year was… fast. It was even comparable (or at least almost) to the time when I was still a baby. Back then, all I could think was, “Gu-gu-ga-ga,” and suddenly I was five years old. Now, it’s more like, “Let’s try this restaurant next weekend,” and somehow it’s already the last week of 2025.
P.S. I’m acutely aware that this comparison sounds immensely weird, but writing nonsensical things consistently at Rolife Coaster this year has made me more in touch with my own quirkiness.
With that said, if 2025 taught me one thing, it was consistency. I learned to be more consistent in writing, in dressing well in almost all situations, and in romanticizing life. I pushed myself to invest more this year after realizing that inflation is our earthly enemy. I also picked up crocheting as a new hobby and made several projects I feel genuinely proud of.
I also learned that I’m not exactly great at planning ahead. Earlier this year, I was determined to save more and therefore avoid going on vacation. But as the year went on, I realized I needed some fun getaways. So I visited Semarang with my boyfriend and went to Bangkok, Thailand, with my mom and sister.
Speaking of my boyfriend, I know I haven’t properly explained the timeline here. Toward the end of last year, I fell in love with someone. He’s a little younger than me, but much more mature. One of our friends’ boyfriends even accused him of having an old soul, which I found truly enticing.
I apologize for not sharing this last year. The relationship was still too new and fragile then, and I didn’t want to jinx anything before I was 100% sure. But now, a year and one month later, I know for certain that I’m happy, and that I’ve found something precious in between our morning calls, deep talks, and inside jokes.
Beyond the romantic side of things, I’m also happy to share that this year marked my first full year as a Sunday school teacher. I reunited with people I deeply cherish too. How blessed I am to cross paths with them again.
I’ve also only started reading again this month, a book I haven’t finished yet (but almost!). And I’m grateful that I managed to finish Wednesday season 2 and loosely continue Sex and the City—whatever season I’m currently on.
But all of this wouldn’t have happened without God’s endless providence in my life.
I’ve been misunderstood, felt like a misfit, and experienced platonic heartbreak—but even now, as I write this, I still feel the depth of God’s love for me. I am richly blessed. Perhaps this sums it up best: 2025 taught me what it truly means to put my hand in His and let His light guide me through profound pathways.
At the end of any look-back post, it’s the ones who stay that matter, isn’t it? In the coming year, wherever life may take me, I hope I can remain authentic, kind, and full of integrity. I hope I can hold on to the best people in my life, no matter where I land.
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