'What do you want to be when you grow up??'
Often times, either a teacher or a president.
Last night I met a very cute and chirpy 7 yo boy who wanted to be a chef..
And when I asked why, he gave me this 'because then I can serve other'
He rendered me speechless.. How can a 7 yo boy fathom the very concept of serving when even the adults are struggling with it??
Friday, May 31, 2013
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Academic intelligence vs Social Intelligence
Well, I have this one 'interesting' friend.
He is damn smart and nobody will dare to doubt it.
But then, few months ago we went on a trip with friends. One day, his sister called him and seemed like his sister had some problems with her husband. I was losing respect to him for a lot of things that happened before but it fell more rapidly when he pushed the phone towards me and whisper to me,"Listen to her talking..so nyap nyap nyap!!"
I was like, What the hell, dude!!! That's your sister sharing her private life with you how could you do something like that??
What surprised me the most was towards the end of the conversation he told her sister,"Yah..be patient. For the moment, you can just go back to mom's place.."
WHHAATTT??!! You are 32 years old for god sake and you tell your married sister to go back to your parents' place???? Guess you couldnt blame your brother in law for divorcing your sister if he chose to do so... So immature!!
The other day, my friends and I went to a friend's wedding and yeah he was there.
It was a typical Indo-Chinese wedding sitting on a round table.
The ambiance was fine, the drinks were fine, and so were the jokes until the restaurant started to serve the food.
The soup!!
Ever since I was a kid my mom always told me not to dip my own cutlery into whatever things we share with the rest of the table unless they are your close relatives, even then my mom still sometimes prohibited me to do so.. Not to let myself get used to it, my mom would say.
I was damn shocked when he dipped his soup spoon into the soy sauce in the middle of the round table right in front of everyone with no guilty feeling. WWHHHOOOZZZ!!!! how old is this guy again???????? T.H.I.R.T.Y.T.W.O!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! danggg!!
and yes, he often pees on the toilet seater!!!!! missing some levels of his toilet training back then, I guess...
and if I happen to tell him that I have this weird student he will tell me, "some weirdos exist, Vania. Some people just cant put themselves right in the society. They just cant socialize well"
Well, mate, good luck with yourself!!!
I suppose when I have my own kids Im not going to push them to be academic geniuses...
I want them to be socially intelligent since apparently academic intelligence itself is not enough..
He is damn smart and nobody will dare to doubt it.
But then, few months ago we went on a trip with friends. One day, his sister called him and seemed like his sister had some problems with her husband. I was losing respect to him for a lot of things that happened before but it fell more rapidly when he pushed the phone towards me and whisper to me,"Listen to her talking..so nyap nyap nyap!!"
I was like, What the hell, dude!!! That's your sister sharing her private life with you how could you do something like that??
What surprised me the most was towards the end of the conversation he told her sister,"Yah..be patient. For the moment, you can just go back to mom's place.."
WHHAATTT??!! You are 32 years old for god sake and you tell your married sister to go back to your parents' place???? Guess you couldnt blame your brother in law for divorcing your sister if he chose to do so... So immature!!
The other day, my friends and I went to a friend's wedding and yeah he was there.
It was a typical Indo-Chinese wedding sitting on a round table.
The ambiance was fine, the drinks were fine, and so were the jokes until the restaurant started to serve the food.
The soup!!
Ever since I was a kid my mom always told me not to dip my own cutlery into whatever things we share with the rest of the table unless they are your close relatives, even then my mom still sometimes prohibited me to do so.. Not to let myself get used to it, my mom would say.
I was damn shocked when he dipped his soup spoon into the soy sauce in the middle of the round table right in front of everyone with no guilty feeling. WWHHHOOOZZZ!!!! how old is this guy again???????? T.H.I.R.T.Y.T.W.O!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! danggg!!
and yes, he often pees on the toilet seater!!!!! missing some levels of his toilet training back then, I guess...
and if I happen to tell him that I have this weird student he will tell me, "some weirdos exist, Vania. Some people just cant put themselves right in the society. They just cant socialize well"
Well, mate, good luck with yourself!!!
I suppose when I have my own kids Im not going to push them to be academic geniuses...
I want them to be socially intelligent since apparently academic intelligence itself is not enough..
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Who are we to judge??
Well, after the death of Adjie Massaid, as usual, people start to talk about him and his family.
People start to question the cause of his death - a heart attack or being poisoned.
It's been hard enough for those who still live without people making his death a public issue.
Worse come to worst, some people blame his wife's (Angelina Sondakh) change of religion. She was a Christian but since getting married she changed to Moslem.
Some people even go to the extent to send broadcast blackberry message to spread those words.
Hey people, who are we to judge her change of religion?? Who are we to say that all this happened because she shifted from Christian to Moslem??
Have you ever thought that if you say all this happened as a punishment, it means our God is a God who punish His people?? If He is really like that then He might punish you for what you say. What comes around goes around, son!! Talk about this poor family, one day yours might be one.
This is a free country, if one wants to change one's religion, why do you have to care that much. Or maybe do we now have different gods for different religions?? Because I used to think we only have one God only with different names.
People start to question the cause of his death - a heart attack or being poisoned.
It's been hard enough for those who still live without people making his death a public issue.
Worse come to worst, some people blame his wife's (Angelina Sondakh) change of religion. She was a Christian but since getting married she changed to Moslem.
Some people even go to the extent to send broadcast blackberry message to spread those words.
Hey people, who are we to judge her change of religion?? Who are we to say that all this happened because she shifted from Christian to Moslem??
Have you ever thought that if you say all this happened as a punishment, it means our God is a God who punish His people?? If He is really like that then He might punish you for what you say. What comes around goes around, son!! Talk about this poor family, one day yours might be one.
This is a free country, if one wants to change one's religion, why do you have to care that much. Or maybe do we now have different gods for different religions?? Because I used to think we only have one God only with different names.
This is what my uneducated but unluckily one of my family members sent:
"Apapun di dunia ini bs kita beli,
Bahkan cinta dgn mudah bs di dapat,
Tp Tidak ada seorangpun yg dpt membeli kasih Tuhan !
Dan dpt menjadi seorang Sahabat yg rela memberikan nyawanya untuk mati di atas kayu salib bagi kita.
Qta harus membuka mata untuk melihat kenyataan ini, Angelina Sondakh, lahir dr keluarga Kristen, dibesarkan dgn landasan kekristenan yg kuat, tumbuh menjadi sosok yg pandai karena berkat Tuhan. Ia pernah bersaksi bahwa Tuhan itu luar biasa, bahkan sehari sebelum ia terpilih menjadi Putri Indonesia, ia sempat berpuasa. Intim dgn Tuhan adalah prioritas hidupnya saat itu. Tp setelah ia ada di puncak kesuksesannya, setelah Tuhan mengangkatnya, ia terpesona pada cinta yg dunia tawarkan, Adjie Masaid, adalah pilihan akhirnya, membuat dia membuang Tuhan..:( Saat ini dibalik tangisannya ada rasa penyesalan, bahwa.. 'Seseorang dpt meninggalkan Qta dgn keadaan seperti apapun itu, tp Tuhan yg Qta kenal adlh Tuhan yg selalu ada sekalipun Qta sdh tak lg setia pd-Nya..'
Untuk Adjie Masaid "Rest in Peace" O:)
Untuk Angelina Sondakh "Remember the Grace of Jesus in all the aspect in Ur Life".({}) *Kesedihan yg dia rasakan saat ini sama spt yg Yesus rasakan ketika dia meninggalkanNya.*O:)"
Such a shame my uncle married such a narrow-minded woman at the first place..
Monday, January 31, 2011
Life is Good......... Sometimes
Well,
There are times in life when you would just opt to die.
There are also times when you would feel like showing your biggest smile to the sun above.
Hard days, good days, are nothing without friends.
Life is like a blank piece of white paper.
To colour it with vivid colours is your call, to colour it in black is also your call, or you might as well just torn it apart.
The more friends one have, the more colour one can choose to use.
My life, is full of vivid and dull colours; and that much, I wont exchange for anything.
Im just grateful that I live my life.
It's beautiful.
There are times in life when you would just opt to die.
There are also times when you would feel like showing your biggest smile to the sun above.
Hard days, good days, are nothing without friends.
Life is like a blank piece of white paper.
To colour it with vivid colours is your call, to colour it in black is also your call, or you might as well just torn it apart.
The more friends one have, the more colour one can choose to use.
My life, is full of vivid and dull colours; and that much, I wont exchange for anything.
Im just grateful that I live my life.
It's beautiful.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
What I miss..
On Mondays I miss the time I skipped the Modelling in Finance 8am lectures.
On Tuesdays I miss the cheap movies and the usual magazine reading in Borders over a cup of white hot chocolate.
On Wednesdays I miss the cell groups.
On Thursdays I miss the thank-God-tomorrow-is-Friday feeling and the
have-a-nice-weekend from my lecturers.
On Fridays I miss the dinners with the Sedjahtera sisters and the late journeys home.
On Saturdays I miss going to St Augustine then dinners then sleepovers at the Sedjahteras'.
On Sundays I miss going to St Francis for the 1230 mass or 1730 mass.
On Tuesdays I miss the cheap movies and the usual magazine reading in Borders over a cup of white hot chocolate.
On Wednesdays I miss the cell groups.
On Thursdays I miss the thank-God-tomorrow-is-Friday feeling and the
have-a-nice-weekend from my lecturers.
On Fridays I miss the dinners with the Sedjahtera sisters and the late journeys home.
On Saturdays I miss going to St Augustine then dinners then sleepovers at the Sedjahteras'.
On Sundays I miss going to St Francis for the 1230 mass or 1730 mass.
On hot days I miss staying at home watching youtube searching for unique ads.
On cold days I miss wearing the thick jacket.
I indeed miss Melbourne..
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
My oh my...
While Indonesia's House of Representative is being built with IDR 4.6billion of fund - equipped with a gym and a swimming pool, a lot of the citizens find it hard to earn IDR 9thousand.
I read this newspaper article about a 65yo gramps who felt grateful that he was in prison since he,now, can eat three times a day without miss. He was busted selling the coupons; they are illegit here.
In the end, the utmost question is then, how can this country expect to reduce its crime rate while the criminals are better off in prison.
I read this newspaper article about a 65yo gramps who felt grateful that he was in prison since he,now, can eat three times a day without miss. He was busted selling the coupons; they are illegit here.
In the end, the utmost question is then, how can this country expect to reduce its crime rate while the criminals are better off in prison.
Friday, December 31, 2010
IT'S NEW YEAR!!!
It's new year, folksss!!! :D
A new year has begun; A new chapter of our life has been started.
Let the gone begone.
We've finish our fight for last year gracefully.
We hurt each other during the process.
However, let's just wipe the tears and turn the pout into a big smile in starting this new race.
Let's forgive and forget!!
Take a blank piece of paper and a nice pen; write 'Chapter 2011' at the very top of it and off we go embracing the new life.
Welcome to 2011.
Have a nice year ahead, guys.. :D
A new year has begun; A new chapter of our life has been started.
Let the gone begone.
We've finish our fight for last year gracefully.
We hurt each other during the process.
However, let's just wipe the tears and turn the pout into a big smile in starting this new race.
Let's forgive and forget!!
Take a blank piece of paper and a nice pen; write 'Chapter 2011' at the very top of it and off we go embracing the new life.
Welcome to 2011.
Have a nice year ahead, guys.. :D
The standard Questions
The Indonesian has this habit of asking very personal and private questions concerning one's life regardless whether the questions being addressed are appropriate..
The typical questions:
1. Have you have a gf/bf?
2. Where is your gf/bf?
3. Did you gain weight?
4. What is your weight now? *by this point I would say F off if I could*
5. Graduated from uni?what was your GPA?? *what does it have to do with you?*
6. Working now?where?how much is your salary? *I do HATE talking about financial matters to strangers*
The typical questions:
1. Have you have a gf/bf?
2. Where is your gf/bf?
3. Did you gain weight?
4. What is your weight now? *by this point I would say F off if I could*
5. Graduated from uni?what was your GPA?? *what does it have to do with you?*
6. Working now?where?how much is your salary? *I do HATE talking about financial matters to strangers*
Why can't they just leave out this habit of asking private useless questions?
What's with the kaypoh-ness?
Compliment someone all the time without thinking too much; criticize someone only when you have thought about it seven times seven times seven times...
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
I'm so proud of him
So,
Him??who is he??my 9yo cousin!!
He was talking to his sister suddenly he said 'Here comes the plane!!'
So then I called him over and asked him what if the object was 'the planeS'
Sure as hell he answered 'Here come!'
Hahahaha..I'm proud as hell.. :D
Him??who is he??my 9yo cousin!!
He was talking to his sister suddenly he said 'Here comes the plane!!'
So then I called him over and asked him what if the object was 'the planeS'
Sure as hell he answered 'Here come!'
Hahahaha..I'm proud as hell.. :D
Friday, December 3, 2010
Enjoying Life
I don't have anything to say right now..
Am enjoying my life doing a job that is not accounting.
Am happy because I found the person I've been looking for for this 10 years - my godbrother. He's back and I am very happy and so is my family.
Nothing else I can say..:)
My life is perfect for the time being.. :)
Am enjoying my life doing a job that is not accounting.
Am happy because I found the person I've been looking for for this 10 years - my godbrother. He's back and I am very happy and so is my family.
Nothing else I can say..:)
My life is perfect for the time being.. :)
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Road Courtesy
I laughed out loud when I read this letter-from-reader that Reader's Digest posted.
"Apparently, while it is considered rude to use the horn in many countries, here in the Philippines it's considered a sign of 'courtesy'. The manner of honking too, conveys different messages:
1. Two short and soft honks - 'Oops, careful! You're getting too close to my car.'
2. Two hort but loud honks - 'Hey, get out of the way!'
3. One very long, loud and persistent honk - 'Hey, how did you even get your licence?'"
--Maria Suga A. Doiko, Philippines--
Now, Indonesians, does this story ring a bell in your head?
Feeling deja vu??
Were you the doer, were you the victim?? =)
I am still smiling; realizing that I was always -and will always be- the doer..:P
"Apparently, while it is considered rude to use the horn in many countries, here in the Philippines it's considered a sign of 'courtesy'. The manner of honking too, conveys different messages:
1. Two short and soft honks - 'Oops, careful! You're getting too close to my car.'
2. Two hort but loud honks - 'Hey, get out of the way!'
3. One very long, loud and persistent honk - 'Hey, how did you even get your licence?'"
--Maria Suga A. Doiko, Philippines--
Now, Indonesians, does this story ring a bell in your head?
Feeling deja vu??
Were you the doer, were you the victim?? =)
I am still smiling; realizing that I was always -and will always be- the doer..:P
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Where OUR Rainbows End
YES, I've been twenty two for a week..which means this is the 5th commemoration of my granddad's death.
I had a strange dream about him last night.
Woken up crying and keep crying for a good 30 minutes or so.
And I've just finished reading this book.
'Sometimes Fate Just Can't Stop Meddling'
YES YES YES!! I pray, I hope our fate will not stop meddling and one day we will be together just like Rossie Dunne and Alex Stewart...
*Fingers Crossed*
I had a strange dream about him last night.
Woken up crying and keep crying for a good 30 minutes or so.
And I've just finished reading this book.
'Sometimes Fate Just Can't Stop Meddling'
YES YES YES!! I pray, I hope our fate will not stop meddling and one day we will be together just like Rossie Dunne and Alex Stewart...
*Fingers Crossed*
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Storm and Friendship
So,
I went out with my girls.
Three of us.
On the way home, we recalled the story of our life. This is our favourite story..
The 6 yo story of the day when my BESTESTfriend of 10 year stopped talking to me.
The reason for that kept unknown until now.
This might be the biggest mistery that I will keep asking until the day I die, seriously!
This remains a big question for the people who know us, involved or not.
Stories behind the stage has come out one by one.
The new interesting fact I found out today is that one of our friend whom I thought was the kinda friend who doesnt care at all about this problem, went back home crying.
She was crying.
She is the kind of person, whom even today, still best known for her expresionless face.
She can conceal her feeling perfectly. No matter how sad, how happy, she always have that 'standardised' face.
But that day she went back to my other friend's home crying.
To her, I give my bigest thank you and deepest apology.
But honestly, your tears were my biggest support even today.
I know there is no way to restore this friendship.
I have done the best on my part, but it takes two to resurect a relationship.
I believe I have done and still doing my best and I will surrender the rest to God.
The biggest storm in my life.
A storm that set apart two best friends.
But from the debris grows a stronger friendship, a more beautiful one because it has gone through the bad time.
Another storm might still come but I believe it wont set us apart like before..;)
Dedicated to taciks.. :D
Nice evening with you guys.
Feli, if you read this be sure to feel JEALOUS because you werent there with us!!!:P
I went out with my girls.
Three of us.
On the way home, we recalled the story of our life. This is our favourite story..
The 6 yo story of the day when my BESTESTfriend of 10 year stopped talking to me.
The reason for that kept unknown until now.
This might be the biggest mistery that I will keep asking until the day I die, seriously!
This remains a big question for the people who know us, involved or not.
Stories behind the stage has come out one by one.
The new interesting fact I found out today is that one of our friend whom I thought was the kinda friend who doesnt care at all about this problem, went back home crying.
She was crying.
She is the kind of person, whom even today, still best known for her expresionless face.
She can conceal her feeling perfectly. No matter how sad, how happy, she always have that 'standardised' face.
But that day she went back to my other friend's home crying.
To her, I give my bigest thank you and deepest apology.
But honestly, your tears were my biggest support even today.
I know there is no way to restore this friendship.
I have done the best on my part, but it takes two to resurect a relationship.
I believe I have done and still doing my best and I will surrender the rest to God.
The biggest storm in my life.
A storm that set apart two best friends.
But from the debris grows a stronger friendship, a more beautiful one because it has gone through the bad time.
Another storm might still come but I believe it wont set us apart like before..;)
Dedicated to taciks.. :D
Nice evening with you guys.
Feli, if you read this be sure to feel JEALOUS because you werent there with us!!!:P
Sunday, August 8, 2010
These Proud Feelings
So,
I was talking to my friend yesterday.
This friend has a brother who is blind.
Despite his imperfection he is very talented in music.
But one thing I can tell, his family is very proud of him and not slightest hint of embarrassment.
Suddenly, it reminds me of my brother.
He has no such imperfection.
But from when we were little, I was the one who always achieve something.
I was always the one who won the music competition.
I was always the kid who was always in the top 10 of the class.
He was always the underdog.
But now he is a better musician than I am. He plays guitar and he learned it himself through books, youtube and friends. Never once he has a formal lesson for guitar.
He is the one who has GPA above 3.
He is the one has the dream to be a 'cum laude'
Im so proud of him!! :)
and I miss him..
This house is way too quiet when he is not around..:(
I was talking to my friend yesterday.
This friend has a brother who is blind.
Despite his imperfection he is very talented in music.
But one thing I can tell, his family is very proud of him and not slightest hint of embarrassment.
Suddenly, it reminds me of my brother.
He has no such imperfection.
But from when we were little, I was the one who always achieve something.
I was always the one who won the music competition.
I was always the kid who was always in the top 10 of the class.
He was always the underdog.
But now he is a better musician than I am. He plays guitar and he learned it himself through books, youtube and friends. Never once he has a formal lesson for guitar.
He is the one who has GPA above 3.
He is the one has the dream to be a 'cum laude'
Im so proud of him!! :)
and I miss him..
This house is way too quiet when he is not around..:(
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Dearest Friends
So,
This has been a long due post.
I am back in Indonesia now, for good.
It's kinda sad to know that now Im separated that far away with my friends.
However, it's also a relieve that finally I made a life-changing decision and fulfill it.
So, Dear my friends:
AmS: Im gonna miss you so much. Be strong!!Being a coordinator for something big like that is not easy...You need to learn how to make a decision. Remember, dont keep sacrificing yourself. Dont be soft-hearted.
AdS: Im gonna miss going to mass with you. Im going to miss our cafe sessions, our 'curhat' sessions, our gossip sessions. You guys are already like a sister to me.
SP: Ndut, come back to Indo ASAP!!!!!!!!!! :D
AD: You have made my every morning with your sarcastic jokes ever since I know you. You are the first guy who gave me middle-finger twice in two months time since we were introduced. I will never forget that!!NEVER!!:p
SHS: Thanks for all your help and advices...Though you are one of my friends who always prank me, but yes, I miss those pranks.... >.<
LN: We'll meet in Indo in October..:D
EH: You owe me a dinner in Indo...:P
JA, LO: Tututtt!! I miss you already.... =(
AAng, VA: Im so going to miss our pointless talk at nights.... you guys are my most dependable friends...
BH: When charm and glasses come together, there you are! =D
You've charmed me with your coolness and jokes..=D
CJ: Sorry if I've ever hurt you and made you cry...U still are one of my most dependable friends..:D
Last but not least,
SG: Dont cryyyyyy!!! We'll meet again in Indo one day...=)
Those name are not here doesnt mean I dont miss you..
I just can't find words to describe..;)
Im so gonna miss Melbourne.
In fact, when I wake up to day and start to plan my day, I still put daily mass at 530pm on my list and when I realised I cant do that anymore I cant help but cried..
Our friendship is gonna be so different now..
What is unspokeable by my mouth is expressed by my tears.
Life is gonna be so different now, Im going to face different challenge each and every day and only few of my friends here is going to understand what I am going through because they dont see me everyday like you guys do.
So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye.
Im sure one day we'll meet again =D
At least I have that much faith in God..
This has been a long due post.
I am back in Indonesia now, for good.
It's kinda sad to know that now Im separated that far away with my friends.
However, it's also a relieve that finally I made a life-changing decision and fulfill it.
So, Dear my friends:
AmS: Im gonna miss you so much. Be strong!!Being a coordinator for something big like that is not easy...You need to learn how to make a decision. Remember, dont keep sacrificing yourself. Dont be soft-hearted.
AdS: Im gonna miss going to mass with you. Im going to miss our cafe sessions, our 'curhat' sessions, our gossip sessions. You guys are already like a sister to me.
SP: Ndut, come back to Indo ASAP!!!!!!!!!! :D
AD: You have made my every morning with your sarcastic jokes ever since I know you. You are the first guy who gave me middle-finger twice in two months time since we were introduced. I will never forget that!!NEVER!!:p
SHS: Thanks for all your help and advices...Though you are one of my friends who always prank me, but yes, I miss those pranks.... >.<
LN: We'll meet in Indo in October..:D
EH: You owe me a dinner in Indo...:P
JA, LO: Tututtt!! I miss you already.... =(
AAng, VA: Im so going to miss our pointless talk at nights.... you guys are my most dependable friends...
BH: When charm and glasses come together, there you are! =D
You've charmed me with your coolness and jokes..=D
CJ: Sorry if I've ever hurt you and made you cry...U still are one of my most dependable friends..:D
Last but not least,
SG: Dont cryyyyyy!!! We'll meet again in Indo one day...=)
Those name are not here doesnt mean I dont miss you..
I just can't find words to describe..;)
Im so gonna miss Melbourne.
In fact, when I wake up to day and start to plan my day, I still put daily mass at 530pm on my list and when I realised I cant do that anymore I cant help but cried..
Our friendship is gonna be so different now..
What is unspokeable by my mouth is expressed by my tears.
Life is gonna be so different now, Im going to face different challenge each and every day and only few of my friends here is going to understand what I am going through because they dont see me everyday like you guys do.
So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye.
Im sure one day we'll meet again =D
At least I have that much faith in God..
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
All my bags are packed
So,
All my bags are packed.
All my clothes are packed.
All my shoes are packed.
And so are all my books.
Im ready to go.
Im standing here in the rather-empty room.
With empty heart.
That does not want to leave Melbourne just yet.
Today, I got an email from a big food company in Indonesia to attend their presentation and English test session on the 20th.
My ticket is for 25th and I dont know if I have the heart to leave Melbourne early.
I dont think I do.
So, what should I do, folks??
And today, talking to you has made my day..=)
You made me smile, you made me laugh.
You entertain me.
It's you..=)
All my bags are packed.
All my clothes are packed.
All my shoes are packed.
And so are all my books.
Im ready to go.
Im standing here in the rather-empty room.
With empty heart.
That does not want to leave Melbourne just yet.
Today, I got an email from a big food company in Indonesia to attend their presentation and English test session on the 20th.
My ticket is for 25th and I dont know if I have the heart to leave Melbourne early.
I dont think I do.
So, what should I do, folks??
And today, talking to you has made my day..=)
You made me smile, you made me laugh.
You entertain me.
It's you..=)
Sunday, July 11, 2010
The D Day
So,
As the departure day come closer, my tears seem to be the only way for me to express myself.
I was crying so hard in my prayer today at the mass.
I have no words to say to God.
I am always the person who speaks through words and actions now seem to lost all those ability to express my true feeling.
Only tears spoke the unspoken.
The fear.
The self-doubt.
The uncertainty.
But one thing I know, my friends' prayer will always be with me, and so do mine with them and only then that I will not be separated from Melbourne.
As the departure day come closer, my tears seem to be the only way for me to express myself.
I was crying so hard in my prayer today at the mass.
I have no words to say to God.
I am always the person who speaks through words and actions now seem to lost all those ability to express my true feeling.
Only tears spoke the unspoken.
The fear.
The self-doubt.
The uncertainty.
But one thing I know, my friends' prayer will always be with me, and so do mine with them and only then that I will not be separated from Melbourne.
Monday, July 5, 2010
From Mt Gambier to Mt Buller to my anger
So,
After last time's trip to Mornington, we planned another trip on 9th of July.
We've planned this right after we came back from Mornington.
We have reserved that date since what seems to be eons ago..
That time, the choices were either Mt Gambier of Grampians.
So, I told them no, i dont want to go to Grampians.
So, we were going to Mt Gmbier which is 7 hours away from Melbourne.
Few days before our departure, this friend of mine was complaining that she got motion sickness so she preferred not to travel that long distance.
So for 2 people we shifted from Mt Gambier to Mt Buller.
Now what happened????
Both of those people are not going..!!
They backed out from this trip..
Just nice!!!!!
After last time's trip to Mornington, we planned another trip on 9th of July.
We've planned this right after we came back from Mornington.
We have reserved that date since what seems to be eons ago..
That time, the choices were either Mt Gambier of Grampians.
So, I told them no, i dont want to go to Grampians.
So, we were going to Mt Gmbier which is 7 hours away from Melbourne.
Few days before our departure, this friend of mine was complaining that she got motion sickness so she preferred not to travel that long distance.
So for 2 people we shifted from Mt Gambier to Mt Buller.
Now what happened????
Both of those people are not going..!!
They backed out from this trip..
Just nice!!!!!
Friday, July 2, 2010
It's My Life
So,
this morning I received a text from one of my best friends saying that he'd like me to do him a favor. He stated quite clearly what he wanted.
So, this afternoon I sent another text to him to confirm what i did was right.
What I got for a reply was kinda upset me..
He said to me to be simple and just do what he asked me to do.
He has been acting strange lately so I dont know how to handle this 'new' friend of mine.
Apparently I handled him the wrong way..
Our friendship was amazing. I just dont want this to end this way.
At the same time, old friend wrote on my facebook wall.
Encouraging me to make action instead of just thinking about my future.
She told me that the four of us, although heading different way, should work harder to achieve our dream.
She said one day when we have at least grab a string of our future we shall celebrate at the usual place.
The thought of it has cheer me up more beyond your imagination.
The thought of our celebration is paramount to me.
This is my life.
Sad things, bad things.
Happy things, good things.
They happened at the same time.
They made me cry, the made me laugh.
They discourage me, at the same time encouraging me.
Thank God that my life is so colourful..;)
this morning I received a text from one of my best friends saying that he'd like me to do him a favor. He stated quite clearly what he wanted.
So, this afternoon I sent another text to him to confirm what i did was right.
What I got for a reply was kinda upset me..
He said to me to be simple and just do what he asked me to do.
He has been acting strange lately so I dont know how to handle this 'new' friend of mine.
Apparently I handled him the wrong way..
Our friendship was amazing. I just dont want this to end this way.
At the same time, old friend wrote on my facebook wall.
Encouraging me to make action instead of just thinking about my future.
She told me that the four of us, although heading different way, should work harder to achieve our dream.
She said one day when we have at least grab a string of our future we shall celebrate at the usual place.
The thought of it has cheer me up more beyond your imagination.
The thought of our celebration is paramount to me.
This is my life.
Sad things, bad things.
Happy things, good things.
They happened at the same time.
They made me cry, the made me laugh.
They discourage me, at the same time encouraging me.
Thank God that my life is so colourful..;)
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Damn this world cup!!
So,
I've just made a bet with my friend for Germany vs Argentina on 3rd of July.
If Germany wins he will treat me to a lunch.
On the other hand, if Argentina wins *cross fingers..dammit!* then i will have to pay for the lunch..
Did i just made a wrong bet, soccer maniaaa??!!!:P
I've just made a bet with my friend for Germany vs Argentina on 3rd of July.
If Germany wins he will treat me to a lunch.
On the other hand, if Argentina wins *cross fingers..dammit!* then i will have to pay for the lunch..
Did i just made a wrong bet, soccer maniaaa??!!!:P
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