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*

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...

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

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.. :)

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..:(