Mon Joyeux Anniversaire

B-day gal is in d houuseee!! Yaaayyy!!!

Hey ya all! Annyeong Haseyoo!! Ca va? Today's my day. I can say it that way, rite? I'm turning 28 now. What a number. *wink* How's my day so far? Smooth.

As I woke up this morning, I watched Running Man on my laptop until 8 a.m. and the consequence is I'm desperate to watch the next episode! ToT Ah, after that I was rushed to get prepared and thankfully the road seemed very kind to me. I kept my self busy along the journey, replying all the bday messages. Aaaa.. How I love it! A day when universe pray for my good without being asked or paid. Lol! How about my wish? My wish is just like everybody's wishes. They really send me very sweet wishes. And all I have to do is say, Ameeenn... =)

I no longer have the bday euphoria like years ago, I also don't have list of cadeau like I used to, I don't have bday cake with candles like I always have since years, I don't hold a small or big bday party, no more party. All I do have is a complete me. A 28 years old girl; with healthy mind and body, a happy soul, a dazzling histories and also surrounded with like million lovable people. How can I ask for more, then?

A perfect life from the perfect 10 (I was born on October -ten- 10th at 10 pm). Happy birthdaaayyy!!!! Biseeesss.... (Yes! I'm kissing myself!) Lol!

Joyeux Anniversaire!! 생일 축하 해요!! Happy Birthdaayy!!! Selamat Ulang Tahun!!!

And I'm, rejected!

As I planned on my resolution's list, I'm about to donate my blood four times this year. Do you know that our body need at least three months to be healed after the donation? That's according to the doctors who I surely don't remember the name. Those who do the check up things before we donate.

It went well on February and June, but yesterday, after three months and two days since my last donation, an unexpected thing happened. As usually, after giving the donor card and signing a form, I have my health checked by a doctor. That day, by doctors; a woman and a man. My weight was measured, my blood pressure was checked, both are okay. And then my blood PH; the doctor will take some blood from my finger, put it in a little straw (What? For me it is a straw!), and drop it to a bowl where there is a blue liquid. If your blood PH is good, your blood will drown in. But if not, then you need more calcium. Mine, they drown for a second and then floating. Lol!

The doctors asked if I eat well lately, I did! Did I eat enough meat? Come on, what else do we eat in Lebaran? So, they suggested me to consume vitamin for blood and eat more fresh meat and veggie to have enough calcium. And come back after three days.

Beware, an omnivore is having a deadline here! Lol!

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What u r up to?

Hey yo all!
Quoi de neuf? It's been a loooooooonnnggg time since my last post here. No other reason except my laziness. If 'not in the mood' doesn't counted as a reason. Lol!

What you all are up to? Me, have numbers of things to do on my list until next February. But before I share it, I wish to greet people in my life.

To my dear Karcut; Your backpack arrive already! Our holiday comes closer, darling! Yaaayy!!
To dearest Sarap; Miss you already, even when you haven't reached the airport yet! Lol! Tell my warm greeting to Seoul! Annyeong!!
To Yenq cherie; O please contact me ASAP, have a great job offer here, darling! ;)
To Bastien; Bonne chance for your 1st day at work! Break a leg! ^^V

My Ramadhan passed smoothly, Alhamdulillah. I wasn't sick, really fit indeed, just not like my precedents Ramadhan. I won't share much about it, prefer it to be our secret, just me and Ramadhan. =)

Despite of the cookies sale which isn't as good as last year, my Lebaran is still an extraordinary one. Thanks to Indonesian government. Lol! Well okay, no need to discuss it more. The most important thing is just, you, me, Lebaran peacefully!

And my days after Lebaran is colored with marriage preparation. Tiring yet fun! I know that I'm not a detail person, but since it's my marriage, my effort has to be all out. But no, I have a great team also! ;) After started with the venue and vendors, finally yesterday the gown and theme have been chosen, the decor and food also. Now we continue with crazy little things called details. Aiisshh.. Courage! *and now I salute to all woman who manage their wedding by their own self*

What else? O, future career! Since I'm a self motivated type, I'm still keeping that fire of scholarship. Checked the Erasmus Mundus site, probably they will open the new recruitment this October. Monsieur Jimmy agreed to give me his letter of recommendation. Yaaayy!! so I still have time while asking one more professor. Semangat!!! ^^V

Btw, have I told you that after marriage I will move to another city? Yes, I will! Leaving this biggest city where I was born and always live is such a big decision I made. Scared? Nope. I'm just preparing for the changes and the new rhythm I will have there. O, after Lebaran I accidentally met a lady who work at CCF in that city and she suggested me to send my CV there. Hope I can make it!

So those are my 'to do' list. Wish me a good luck, guys!
Now tell me yours!

Fit through the gym

Ay! Ay! Here I come..

You all there? Sorry for being disappear lately. An update from me; new goal is in the house! Yaaayy!! What goal? What goal? Being fit while body shaping like a devil lady. Lol!

I always love a Latin quotation "Mens sana in corpore sano;" a sound mind in a sound body; di dalam tubuh yang kuat terdapat jiwa yang sehat. A motivation to be balance, body and mind. I'm having tons of ways to feeding my mind, but my body? I'm feeding it too, literally. Lol! Sites and books for health always explain that basically, to have a healthy body, we have to eat right, drink enough water, rest well and do some exercise. I'm done with the three one, but not with the last mentioned. It's kinda hard to remember when was the last time I work out.

But if, walking categorized as a sport, then I do my sport since this seven months. To be total, I walk for about thirty minutes a day, on a medium track. I said medium because the altitude is kinda extreme. Sometimes I found the track is easy to make, but often time, I lose my breath while walking. Fyuuuhh.. At the same time, my baby is complaining about how often I being sick. Ya, ya, I do complaining about my body, "I feel pain here, there, now here again, and there again, and so on, and so on." And he's sick of that! Lol!

Sakti, a friend of mine, invited me several times to swim on a gym where he is a member. Being a member for more than a year, he can bring a friend there on week-end. And there was I, in a non-crowded swimming pool with people who were doing their sport, not those who are flirting around who I usually found in public swimming pool. Love it! And the last time there, Sakti asked if I wanted to try fitness. Of course I did! And I kinda love it.

And since that day, I also become a member. Yaay!! I decided to work out in a gym which is not far from my office. So I can do my sport after work hours. For the first time, Sakti accompanied me, it was soooo crowded, full of people! Instead of working out seriously, I was enjoying watching motivated people there. Actually people said, and I agreed, fitness is just another new lifestyle of urban people. But what I found out there is not exactly like that. Yes, maybe there are some who go to the gym as a lifestyle, but there are also plenty of them, who are more numerous, who want to do a sport. Really! And just like urban people, the member are varied; the style, origin, outfit and goal.

Each member has a Personal Trainer, mine named Hasan. At our first meet, he asked me about my physical activities, motivation and goal. So we made a goal, "I want to look stunning on my wedding dress." And he noted it, very well. What we did on three days of exercise are: He measured my body mass index, the results are my fat condition is poor, my body keeps too much water in it and I have to lose four kilos. Not hard, he said. And I take it as a motivation. Lol! He also pushed me to do some exercises into my maximal capacity, and those brought me to pain for days! Really. After that three days, he make a program for me.

First, I can't consume carbohydrates after six pm. No more noodles, at least once a month, I was bargaining. Hehe.. Do the sport three times a week, at least. Ok! I'm on, PT! Tomorrow night will be my first month there, and I'm really excited to do more exercises. Being fit, body shaping, sound body, here I come!! Euh, stick with me, Mr.PT! ;)

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Passions of Mine..

Human - Books - Language - Fashion - Photography - Healthy Life - Movies - Scrabble - Charming Man - Petit Prince - Poetry - Writing - Cooking - Teaching - Studying - Traveling - Swimming - Smiling - Miracle - (and am always ready to continue the list).

"Only passions, great passions, can elevate the soul to great things."
(Denis Diderot)

Perpustakaan, Library, Bibliotheque and Us.

Ada yang baru di hidupku dan Nasto. We are now the member of CCF (Centre Culturel Francais) and LIA (Lembaga Indonesia Amerika) library, yay!! Nous nous sommes inscrites au mois de mei. Di CCF kami bisa meminjam buku dan film dalam bahasa Prancis, dan buku-buku berbahasa Inggris dan Indonesia di LIA. Dewi who is a loyal member of LIA library always join us. Et c'est toujours samedi, une fois par mois où nous y allons.

Sejak masa kuliah dulu, suasana CCF Salemba selalu mampu menghipnotisku. Calm, comfort, modern and the most important thing, I'm surrounded by books! Quel bonheur! Dari tiga CCF yang pernah kukunjungi; Salemba, Wijaya dan Purnawarman, ketiganya bertempat di rumah "tua". Not a gloomy house, but a warm white big house, so typically 80's houses. Des types des maisons que je voudrais bien avoir. Perpustakaan CCF di Salemba terdiri dari dua lantai, tempat favoritku di lantai dua. After chose the books, I take it upstairs, take a seat in a comfort black sofa, put headphone which play French music, and the world is mine. D'habitude je peux passer des heures là-bas, sauf si tout d'un coup il y a des autres visiteurs qui bougent trop. Meski tak terganggu oleh suaranya, tapi apapun yang bergerak seringkali meresahkan ketenangan membacaku. But usually there are not many people on Saturday morning. C'est pourquoi nous préférons d'y arriver des que la bibliothèque ouvre jusqu'au midi où habituellement on devient de plus en plus nombreux.

Setelah jeda makan siang dan sholat, lanjutlah kami ke LIA naik bajaj. FYI, LIA is not far from CCF, so it's really a good thing for us. Le bâtiment de LIA est grand et a l'air froid. Sungguh kebalikan dari CCF. The library is on the 4th floor and it also has two floors. Si celle de CCF est confortable et bien climatisée, ici on n'a pas des fauteils et il fait aussi un peu chaud à cause du climatiseur qui ne fonctionne pas bien, je pense. Karena itu lah kami tak menghabiskan banyak waktu di sana. Despite of spending time reading, we only look for books we like to borrow, have them scanned and go out straightaway. Et c'est des séries de Penguin Readers, mes préférés. Dan entah kebetulan atau tidak, ada dua orang petugas perpustakaan baik di CCF maupun LIA. Both of them are so really nice! Ca tellement me rend plus folie d'elles (des biblios).

Selain buku, aku pernah meminjam film di CCF. But since the time limit is only a week, I prefer to watch it there. Il y a aussi des télés qui présentent TV5, la chaine française. Pernah satu kali aku dan Nasto menontonnya. It was a quiz, arranging letters to a word. Le participant qui peut arranger un mot le plus long, il gagne. Kuis yang seru! We enjoyed it so much! Mais comme c'était l'heure, on ne l'a pas vue jusqu'à la fin.

Begitulah! The way we have fun. On aime beaucoup la bibliothèque, les livres, les films, les lettres, les mots, tous, tous!

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What are your favorite books?

This question comes from Jo, what are your favorite books?
Hhhmmm.. I suddenly listing on mind. Some books come immediately, some are just gone. But if we change the question, what is your favorite book? I can surely answer this. Petit Prince.

Little Prince, translated in English, Pangeran Kecil in Bahasa Indonesia. I firstly knew this book around my first year in university. There was a small bookstore near house where Dyence, Nasto and I, both are my besties, usually visited on our way back home. I forgot the store name, but it's a special bookstore which not only sell the bestsellers, but also the uncommoners. It's a type of signatured bookstore, like the one of Kathleen Kelly in You've Got Mail. Feel like i wanna have one in the future.

Back to that time, I found Pangeran Kecil there. Eye-catching, with a draw of the little prince in color. Seducing me with his lonely pose; standing alone as seeing the sky. No needed so long to think, I grabbed it. And it wasn't expensive, just like almost all books they sell there. May God bless the owner.

So there was I, hypnotized by the prince. Finally found my true friend. I still can't believe how Antoine de Saint-Exupery read me and write it so beautifully. That's how I feel about the book. And from that moment on, the prince, Exupery and I are friends.

People often talk a lot about their friends, right? So did I. I talked about them to Monsieur Carles, a french businessman to whom I worked as an interpreter. He said that he read and love it. It's one of a kind. Children and philosophy students read it. That is what we call a book for all. Hmm.. what a good remark, Monsieur!

This is the best part. Monsieur Carles sent me Petit Prince from France! See how three of us meant for each other! Lol! So I have him in Bahasa and French. And one day, iIfound him in English, so I bought it! Yay!!

Nasto asked me to collect it in many languages. A quoi ca sert, Nasto? Since I can only speak those three languages. Lol! O yes, since I spread the magic of Little Prince everywhere, I have one special person who truly fell for him.

My dear Syarif, please allow me to share your beautiful write.
You all, be prepared for the journey. And you my Little Prince, the trip is yours.

WHY?

The world wasn't this cruel.
People weren't this blind.
Leaders weren't this deaf.
Media wasn't this fool.

The air wasn't this dirty.
Rivers weren't this dark.
The earth wasn't this hot.
The sky wasn't this gray.

Children's eyes weren't this sorrowful.
Young people weren't this disrespectful.
And I, wasn't this faithless to the future.

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Hightech cellphone, introversion and I.

Nasto, a bestie of mine, once asked me whether I'm an introvert or extrovert person. I answered that I'm always kinda confused to categorize myself based on that. But today, I finally find the answer. Here it goes, Nasto.

I cant precise the year, but I remember that I was student that time. When Yahoo Messenger, also well known as YM, was a la mode, or it's still now? Dunno. Young people who started to use internet actively exchange their YM ID so that they can meet in their chat box. I don't know exactly how YM works, but my friends seem happy to communicate with others by using YM. While me, I wasn't interested to chat with others because I already have an intensive communication with people I want. So I wasn't a la mode.

Blackberry (BB) is a smart-phone which with it people not only can make a call and send sms, but also e-mailing and connecting to internet through mobile network service or Wi-Fi. It was released in 2003 and commonly use in Jakarta around 2006, as I remember. My friends, who are technology up-daters threw their conventional cellphone and started to use BB. And it didn't took so long for Jakarta people to follow the trend massively. I can see BB everywhere, in my house -mom and sister in law are two of the tech up-daters- at the office, mall, public transportation, even in public restroom -not the visitor, but the cleaning service officers.-

High tech means high price? Yes, it is. BB is an expensive stuff for me, from the launching and even 'till now. I was curious with "what make people adore it," so I asked them how they advantage their BB. Face-booking, BBM(Blackberry Messenger)-ing and chatting (most using YM). Hhmm.. not that interesting. But still, BB is a la mode!

My besties and I entered the working life since 2006. Since that we hardly arrange our time to hang out and update our news. Finding out that people out there are not so nice, we become more addicted one to other. Okay, we need to communicate intensively. We benefited phone call, sms and gtalk (Google messenger) at first, but since two of my besties live overseas, phone call and sms aren't recommended. So we become active skypers (Skype is also a messenger), we have conference chat almost every day and a video call sometimes. It's all for free! May God bless the inventor! Lol!

I connect to internet on work days and work hours only, by Wi-Fi in my office. So on weekend, I lost contact with my besties while the addiction grows more. Nasto and Karcut, who already use smart-phone (BB and i-phone), provoke me to buy it so that we can communicate whenever and wherever. Considering the need and the price, I decided not to buy it. It's still expensive for me though!

Until last week, I finally buy one -not BB neither i-phone- which is much cheaper! Yay! Samsung galaxy mini, my first smart-phone. Since I'm not a high-tech person, I need much time and concentration to learn using it. And communication problem solved! I'm online on skype most of time and we even find a new application, whatsup! It can connect BB, i-phone and other smart-phone with Android (this one you can googling) in it. I start to love tech! Lol!

With this phone, I can also be online in other social network and ready to chat. I was, for several first days. But no oh no, I can't help being online everywhere like others. When the phone beeps because of a "hi" from someone on my friend-list, I was panic. Feel I'm being forced to chat with him/her. Soooo uncomfortable! Now I realize that those who I want and need to communicate everyday are my besties and my boyfriend. They are more than enough to brighten up my days!

So Nasto, I'm online on skype, gtalk and whatsup where I can find you all there. And yes, I'm an introvert, dear! I'm not loner but I tend to have fewer numbers of friends, those who I believe are truly friends. I know that I have a good social skills, but I'm well energized by you all. Should I ask for more?

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Feel sexy, hein?

Ok. One thing I know by being a transjakartaners, I hate woman who wave their hair right in front of others face. Halo??

You feel so damned sexy, hein? Waving your long hair imitating the shampoo advertisement that build an image of sexy lady who choose a right shampoo which make their hair light and smells nice. Ok, I admit that it looks sexy. Really. I even did that action several times. ^^V But, only but, there's no people close to me. As I walking on the sidewalk, wearing my working suite -with glasses and high heels, of course- I love to wave my hair when I know there are people around, but not very close! And why is that? Just to feel sexy and attractive. What? Don't laugh! Make survey about that and you'll see that shampoo advertisement successfully washed our brain. Lol!

Yes dear ladies, maybe you all forget that our hair, even we washed it, is not sterile from bacterias. Moreover, in Jakarta, as you walk out from your house and take public transportation, "clean" is exactly no longer exist. So, keep your dirtiness for your self and no need to spread it to others. Ok?

Wave your hair as many as you like, no problem with that. As long, I say as long, you don't spread all the bacterias to others faces. Note that, honey? And please, go sexy! *wink*

A very blessed 27 years old girl

I wanted to type "a very lucky 27 years old girl" before, but realized that lucky is not enough. If lucky means having or attended by good luck, occurring by chance, and believing to bring luck, than I chose the right word, then. Cause this one I want to describe is not only a matter of luck or chance, it's something more. While blessed means worthy of worship; holy, bringing happiness, pleasure or contentment. Holy, guess that's the keyword.

Here, in my place and its culture, a 27 years old girl expected as someone who has finished her study, has a settle career, surrounded by loyal friends and colleagues, can be depended by her family, and also, the most important one, has a husband. Happy? Dream? It's non of society business.

Me, I'm 27 years old, will be 28 soon. Yay! The society is expecting me to follow their rules, of course. And me, I am walking in and with them, the society, while avoiding its rules which don't fit me. I've finished my study, Alhamdulillah. A settle career? Well I'm happy with this thing I do now, but still, I'm still up to my dream job, a teacher. Wish me luck! Am I surrounded by loyal friends and colleagues? I am. I proudly am. And also, by a big various family. Love is all in the air!

Can be depended by her family, hmmm... This one I don't know. But so far, I am trying to walk together with people I love. I am living with my brother's family now, and it feels good. I have a good relationship with my parents, I am hanging out with my aunties, cousins and nephews, I chat with my uncle, I laugh and cry with my girls, I even enlarging my family circle now! Wooo..

The last one, a husband. Yay! I am single until now! And it's a bless! Since I have a special man with whom I share my daily life story now. My dreams, passions and craziness. What a bonus, right! We're learning how to share our life goodly, before marriage lock us. Lock? What a diction! Lol!

Mom? What about mom say? Instead of asking me, "When will you guys marry?" She, a very uncommon mom, lucky me, asked, "When will you continue your study and upgrading your diploma?" Oh girls, I know you are all jealous of me, now. Not only that, she also once shared her thoughts to me and my man, "Do you know? I never worry that my daughter will have a difficulty to find a good man and to end in a marriage. Why? Because I'm doing my best in life, I always try not to hurt others. By that, I'm sure that mother's good path will enlighten her children path." She smiled, my man smiled, I smiled in heart while trying not to drop a tear.

Am I happy? No reason for not being to. Am I still keeping my dream alive? Of course I do.

I have a very enlightened path, thanks to my dear mother who bless her 27 years old girl.

How can I call it a hell?

An aunty of mine, a beloved one, once said that marriage is a hell. Lol! She meant it. My other aunty told her, if marriage is a hell, than how come you can have three kids from that! More lol! She replied, my husband and I, we fought a lot! When we fought, it wasn’t only by mouth, but also all part of our body! And the result is, the three boys! Lol lol lol!

One happy day, my cousin got married. She wore a beautiful kebaya and held a nice wedding party. At the end of party, my aunty, yes that one told her loudly, “Welcome to the hell!” And we were laughing ironically. She even hasn’t changed her clothes yet! What a family I have! Lol again.

Well that is my auntie’s conclusion; marriage is a hell. What about mine? I don’t know, I’m still a single fighter now. I’ll let you all know once I have it, ok? But by the way, imagining the life of marriage, it’s kinda difficult for me to see hell on it. And why is that?

In present time, I live alone. I work, live my own life by my own income; rent a house, buy food, pay the bills, etc. No work equals no house, no food, no anything. So no choice here, I have to work so that I can live.

Let’s imagine to the future, I live with my husband. I work, live my life together with our income; rent a house, buy food, pay the bills, etc. No work still means a house, food, everything. Why is that? Because a husband means someone who live to make sure that her wife has a good life. Even in Islam, a husband has to take it as one of the biggest responsibility, a must. How sweet, right?

Back to the present, and then tell me now, how can I call it, a marriage, as a hell?

While maybe I’m living in it now! Lol! As for me, marriage seems to be a heaven. Insya Allah.

Feel like a grown up

Somehow, lately I feel like a grown up. A lady, a wise sister, an executive secretary, an expert Jakartanaise. Such a rare thing in my life. As a grown up hater, I always describe myself as "une fille qui n'aime et ne veut pas devenir adulte." Well, it's just because in my entire life the adults never make their self as a good role model. I often adore kids who act much wiser than those who describe their self as an adult.

But life start to open a new chapter for me, I guess. Lately I can see things from several point of view, where everything seems clearer to see, to be understood. I might say that the adults stand in a circle, where they don't have an angle to choose. They have to see, hear and analyze from every side. And children, they can easily choose one side in a circle and put that as an angle. So they can simply see, hear and analyze things from their side. I'm not saying that the adults always see things more complicated than the children do, but yes, somehow it looks like that. They seem to loose their capacity in simplify things. Is this life is truly simple or its the childhood who has the true simplicity?

As for me, I'm loosing my simplicity in seeing things. Well that I know for sure. I don't know when it has begun, but I know that nothing's simple is left. Even how hard I try to see them just like the way they are, another things suddenly shadowing and the focus seem harder to be found. I often feel jealous to them, kids who still have purity and that clear shiny eyes.

But despite that complexity we have, the adults, another good things actually come at the same time. A new peaceful feeling and a big confidence to conquer this life, wiser. Why do I choose "wiser", because I think the new spirit has difference from the precedent. It contents calmness, readiness, and an invisible well-preparedness.

New feelings, hopefully will bring me to a brighter new windows. Hello, sunshine! Here I come, a new grown up! ;)

Where do you hide my appetite?

Hello you all there? Everything's good? Same here!
No, I mean, not really. I'm having a strange situation here.
What's about? My appetite.
I'm kinda loosing it, lately.
So weird, since it never happened before. Except when my body is sick.
But that's a common exceptional condition, right? Everybody might lose their appetite when they're unhealthy.

I'm in a well condition now; my body is in its good performance, my mood is in love with this life, and my heart is filled with happiness. But then, why o why, my appetite has just blown away?
Karien said, a friend of mine, maybe I just feel bored to eat. Heeehhh?? What an answer, I said. She explained that it happens sometimes. Our body rejects to do the same thing over and over again. That doesn't sound make sense to me, I eat for the whole of my life, rice, rice, rice and rice. But I still love to eat it! Hehehe..

But Karien can be right. No one can exactly understand what our body has in its mind. My dear body, is it true? What is happening to you? Should I have a culinary traveling? Maybe it can be a refreshment to you, to me also, to us. Let's just try!

Hhhmm... by the way, I guess we should wait for a week. Ca va? It's just, my payment day will be next week. Lol! I'm so sorry.. Meja is always right! Coz it's all about the money! It's all about the dam dam daradamdam...

When age isn’t just a number

Ask my age, and you’ll find that I need some seconds to count. My birth year minus present year equals my age. It’s a universal formula, right? All I wanna say is that I never remember my age in mind. Actually it shows that age is not important for me. I mean it, not in order to pretend my growing ages. But somehow life teaches me that maturity never been parallel with age. So, age is just a number!

When I talk to a friend about someone else and he or she ask me about that person’s age, I am definitely will get confused. I don’t know how to classify or define someone’s age by her or his physic or performance. Yup, I’m that bad! Lol.

Talking about age, I remember one day on Oprah show; she said that she never wanted to be operated to look younger. For her, every wrinkle and face mark has their own story. And she never wanted to erase them cause it means that at the same time she erase her past historical story. What an enlightening thought! Even though I can’t afford a plastic surgery, I will never want to be operated in order to look younger. Go Oprah!

Well actually a year ago I started to try to remember my age because I found out that people always asked about it. It’s a rhetorical question, I know. Instead of asking me, “When will you get married?” they prefer, “How old are you now?” Lol! You know why? It’s because recently Indonesian woman usually get married around 25 to 28 years old. If a woman reach 30 and you are still single, be alert then! People will think that there must be something wrong with you. Lol! Funny but true!

I am twenty seven now and will be twenty eight soon. No problem with that, at all. I even feel sexier! *wink*But today, I see that age isn’t just a number in professional life. What do I mean? I was searching for a job vacancy; I found some that are very interesting; a newspaper reporter, a teacher, a public relation officer, etc. But guess what? One of the requirement is; not more that twenty six year old. Lol! It was my age a year ago!

Face the reality, girl! I asked my boss about that common requirement. He explained that more than twenty six year old is no longer a productive age. Yeah..yeah… How can you generalize that! Well by the way, I’m not frustrating founding that issue. I’m just amaze. How an age can decide your opportunity.

Fortunately I’m having Anastasia, one of my gals. She is twenty six and looking for a new job. So I called her and transferred all the vacancy info. She is so enthusiast. Here it comes, companies! Be ready for a twenty six year old girl who will come to your doors soon! Rock them all, Nasto! And don’t forget to say it loud, “Hi, sir! My name is Anastasia and I’m twenty six year old!” Lol!

Passion's resolutions

So here we are, on the sixth day of January, one of my favorite months. It has a good spirit, isn’t it? Since I am an organized person type, I listed my big plans or goals for a coming year on December, the closing month. Also one of my favorite months! But not this time, I was occupied with a lot of tasks at the office and continue with several agendas on Christmas and New Year’s holiday. But still, better be late then never, right?

Here are my passion’s resolutions for two thousand and eleven; I will be twenty eight, by the way! *wink*

Started with the biggest one; marriage. Yup! Everybody said it is the time! And I agree. Case closed. Would you all mind pray for me so that everything’s will come smoothly as God and the universe walk on my side? Thank you, I really appreciate that.

Next is another backpacking’s time! Yes, it’s also the time! Since I didn’t have any last year. Hiks. So far, Karcut, Nasto and I will go for diving, snorkeling, sun bathing, photo hunting and of course gastronomy tasting in Bali and Lombok. Yahouuu!!! Slowly but sure, that is our motto. Karcut has started preparing for her trip to Jakarta (she stays in Sydney now) and also for her visa. Nasto and I will buy our air tickets next month. Semangat! By the way, nothing can compare to a big trip with my gals! *wink*

I miss my grandpa so much, but he already passed away. May he rest in peace now, Amen. I tried to interpret his “coming” and I think I get his message now. Our family should gather more. Honestly, yes, we are occupied with our life, with all stuff except our family. I know, sad isn’t it? Not anymore. I have texted my family and we are planning to do some “arisan” every two months and we will gather constantly. Amen. Kinda miss you all, cousins..

This one, I’m not really sure. But I think its fine to write it down. Sometimes we have the faith after we read our idée written, right? A motorcycle. Yes, motorcycle. Instead of paying a big sum of money to a man who drive me (home-office-home), my sister in law and my little brother told me that it would be better if I use that money to credit a motorcycle. But I can’t drive it, I replied. No problem, he said, I can teach you. Well financially, it’s such a great idea. In reality, do you know that Jakarta’s traffic is such a hell? Fyuh.. let me think it over.

Continue the precedent year’s resolutions, three times of blood donation. I’m an active blood donator since two years. Thanks to my colleagues who are encouraging me to start it. Hey, I think you all should do the same. It feels really good, trust me! No, not the needle’s thing of course, but after you did it; there will be a good feeling in your heart. I often amaze how such a little thing can help people. Come on! Let’s start everybody. There’s no reason to not participate. Blood donation is good for our health, also for our heart!

Okay, last but not least, C1. Even I haven’t seen any progress with my French, but still I have to try. It will be on June, the test. Even remembering it feels so hard. Lol! No, no, no, I should fight the pessimistic feeling! Semangat! Riri, Oskar, Sakti, we have to study more and more! And you Bastien, yes you, keep your promise to help me practicing. Let’s skyping! And C1, I’m coming!

p.s. (I love having a p.s. since I watched p.s. I love you. Lol!) Another resolution in mind, I should fight all the negative feeling that usually comes in many forms. Change it to a very positive energy, okay Dega? Okay. Semangat!

What are your resolutions, guys? Do you mind to share? *wink wink*

Happy New Year!

Hola! Happy New Year, everybody! Bonne année!

How was your 2011 welcoming party? Was it fun? I’m sure it was, right? Me, I had no party. Not interested to have it, this time. I know, I guess something’s wrong with me! Haha.. Or this is what people call the “a factor”; age. Lol!

Even though I didn’t throw a New Year party, but I didn’t passed it alone. I went to Bandung; my baby’s mom invited me. So there was I, in their warm house. FYI, I always love being there, such a lovely house and a very warm family! On the last night of 2010, I was so damn tired, after my bath I was accidentally sleeping in an uncomfortable pose. Well, that happens sometimes, right? It was 8 p.m. and I didn’t have a dream at all along the night. What a peaceful sleep. I was woken up at 9 a.m. by people’s chat in the dining room. And voila, Happy New Year, Dega!

Why I could be that tired? Here’s the answer. We, my baby and I were up to something big on the last two days of 2010. What making us that busy? Hmmm.. Have I told you that I love photography? Yup, I love taking pictures. What kind of pictures? Anything. But I’m still not very good in capturing human. Need more practices.

One day, Tatum, a friend of mine published her photo-web on her wall. I checked it and I found it was so damn cool! Inspired by her, I started to classify my photos, chose some that are better than others, put on some albums and named them. After that, we learnt the web, www.wix.com. My baby said that it’s such a great web, because he found that the program facilitate us so well. Due to several internet problems, we finally can upload all photos. And it was his task after that; editing, designing, choosing songs for the back sounds, and everything else that is so complicated for me. Hehe.. Thank you my beloved editor!

It was soooooo beautiful, my photo web. You don’t trust me? Please take a look!

www.wix.com/wahdinidegayanti/cestlepapillon

Please enjoy!

p.s. Have a dazzling year, everybody!

Gros bisous!!

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My Cinderella

Inspired by a story from a friend of mine, here it goes mine.

When I was a little girl, Cinderella is one of my favorite fairy tales. Cinderella is a beautiful girl who has a miserable life caused by her stepmother and stepsisters. But at the end of story, she finds a handsome prince who marries her and takes her into a better life. At those times, I only know two kinds of feeling, love and hate. So I hate her stepmother and stepsisters and of course I love the prince.

It never crossed in my mind that my life will follow her path. It’s not like I’m having a miserable life, no. But somehow, I’m having a stepmother and stepsister. It was about four years ago since my dad decided to marry a woman who has a daughter from her past marriage. I won’t make this into a drama story with lot of sadness and end with happiness; well I’m just trying to share my feelings about having them in my life.

Living with a woman who has a very different character with my mother is not easy at all. Plus, I never have a sister in my life, never. I am my parent’s only daughter with the one and only brother. So, having another girl in the house is kinda weird.

Generally, my stepmother tries to act like all mothers and so far she does it well, not too much. And it helps me to accept her presence in the house where I still see my mother’s shadows everywhere. Sometimes she put herself as a stepmother and sometimes as my father’s wife. No, those roles are never being the same. As for me, she makes it so far.

Having a little stepsister is a cute simple thing, for most of time. Suddenly I become a role model; my appearance, my achievement, my attitude, my hobbies, most of the thing I do, she’ll follow. How cool! But, you never can predict what a teenager can do. Note that! I never imagine that forget to lock my wardrobe or even my room can be so damn irritating. How could it be? It could, just when I realize that my things aren’t in the place they suppose to. Some are moving, and some are just gone. Now you know what I mean?

Never have this kind of situation making me a little bit confuse to react. Instead of asking to all people about my stuff, I’m sneaking to my stepsister’s room and as predicted, I found them. Not that easy to find, they are hidden in a secure place. And what’s next, I ask myself. I don’t want to make my stepsister as an enemy, so I avoid facing her directly. I come to my stepmother in order to have an objective judge. But I forget something, some big thing; that a mother always loves her daughter more than anyone else. No, it’s not a subjective opinion; it’s just what exactly happens.

So, there am I; in my room, without my stuff. Where are they? I left them in where they’re hidden. I didn’t take them since I was too shock to face the reality, where honesty is no longer exist in my house, in the house where I raised with it. I think it has gone with my mother.

Since that day, having a stepmother and stepsister is not cool at all, at all. I don’t hate them, since I have thousand kinds of emotional reaction in my heart now. It’s no longer love and hate, those two are never sufficient to interpret all life’s messages. They don’t treat me like a Cinderella, never, lucky me. But one thing, somehow they just act like her stepmother and sisters. They’re putting away honesty out of the house.

Remembering that, I miss my mother’s presence a lot. Wish she’s doing her life very well now, with her honesty lesson that she’ll bring anywhere she is.

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Twinkle little star

One day, on a business trip with some colleagues from other departments, I was trapped in a situation where everybody there should tell a simple story in order to get better know each other. And there we were, in a Hawaiian restaurant, enjoying our cocktail. I have no story to share, my mind said. “It’s better if it’s a funny story,” one said. Oh yeah, I don’t even have one which is not funny at all! Fyyuuuhhh.. I hate business trip! Shouldn’t we just do the business thing here?

All I remember is just the scene of people talking and laughing. While me, I was trapped in my own mind, tried to find a story that I can share. My turn finally came; “Aaaa… ooo… mmm… I don’t have any story to share, guys.” They were disappointed, I should have one, they forced. “Mmmm… I really don’t have one. I’m so sorry. I’m a typical of story listeners than tellers,” I explained. It was just my trick, they said. Ouf! Why it was so hard to convincing them than my little nieces? How I love children than the adults.

“I guess its fine, guys! Not everybody can tell a good story. I agree with her.” Hey! Who is that, an angel? I turned my head left, there were he, wearing a red shirt with a white cap on his head. Cool. I smiled, thanking him; he smiled back to me, welcoming. “Hmm.. but some people are a very good singer,” he proposed while winking. Guess he is an angel! Why a savior can be so cute at a same time? Dear God. “Hmmm.. hhhmm… well I can try. I’m surely not a good singer, but I think I still can do it better than tell a story.” Everybody was clapping their hand; good. I stood up, tried to clear my throat first. “Ok, don’t hesitate to stop me if you feel like hell, okay?” I reminded them. “Ok!” everybody agreed.

Twinkle twinkle little star

How I wonder what you are

Up above the world so high

Like a diamond in a star

Twinkle twinkle little star

How I wonder what you are

I sang, seriously. I saw people laugh, happily. Hey! It’s even better than a funny story! My mind said. In the middle of my song, I looked to the left, fast. And I saw him, my angel, laughing so loud while moving his body back. I smiled. But wait a second; I don’t look like a clown now, right? Hmm.. I don’t think so. I repeated my favorite song once again, since it’s a very short song. And finally I finished it. People were applauding and clapping their hands. Good job! Hmm.. I kinda start to like business trip, I guess.

“Hey little star!” a voice form my back when I putted diner salad on my plate. Oh, it was him! I just smiled, speechless. “I don’t know that star eat salad.” Is he seducing me? Well I hope so. “Star even eat steak sometime, depends on her mood.” I replied. Am I seducing him? Sure. “Hahahaha… She seems doesn’t like diet thing, hein?” “Hahahahaa…” we laughed and after that we ate our dinner in a same table and spent that night with champagne until the restaurant closed.

The morning came and I enjoyed the sunshine from my window. No, I didn’t have him beside me on my bed. Come on, it’s not a Hollywood movie, guys! He went back to his room while I rested in mine. But yes, it was bloody fun last night. He is a very nice man to chat with. Her wife must be very lucky having him in her life. Oh yes, he is married, girls. I’m so sorry. Hahahaa.. Why didn’t I have a one night stand with him? No, no, no. I’m not that kind of girl, not anymore. In fact, I did once, two years ago, with a man that I call husband now.

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KAPUTT!

When I first came to PTEN, the company where I spend 9 hours a day, more than three years ago, my weight was about 42 kg. I was one of the girls who had a problem with their weight; I just couldn’t increase it since years. So there I was, entered one of the skyscraper in Jakarta wearing one of my best work suite and a nice high-heels.

And this morning, guess it was nearly thousand times I passed the building gate; I wore a shirt and skirt which their colors are far from what we call shiny and a pair of slippers. Yup, I wear slippers lately, wherever I go. Isn’t it good remembering the dangerous side of high-heels? Hah, just a justification I made! Lol.

I reached elevator to go to 18^th level and stayed calm inside for couple of minutes. Do you know that our elevator here work very fast? It only takes about one minute to reach 18^th level without stopping. While waiting, I usually checking my hair and clothes through the elevator wall that can reflects us like a mirror. And guess what? I found a big reflection of my self. I mean it, big; big cheek, big stomach and also big hand. And my cute big cheek starts to hide my tiny chin now. Haissshh…

Am I exaggerating? Yes, I am. Hehehe.. I’m not that big, I know. But, compared with three years ago, I’m distended! Oh! Now I know why my zipper always going down every time I seat! Haha! I gained weight and I didn’t work out. I did, but about once a month. Can we call it a work out though?

Are you curious how much is my weight now? No? Sorry, only yes answer is accepted. I’m 52 kg now! Yahoo!! Isn’t that an accomplishment, guys? I gained 10 kg in three and a half year. And I’m asking you all now, is it normal? Come on! I’m serious. Is it normal? Did I gain too much? Should I start a diet?

Sorry, need a little pause, my zipper is going down (again).