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

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*

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

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..:(

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..

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..=)

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.