Love Stories

1. A girl and a boy were introduced by a mutual friend. The boy spent 6 months to pursue the girl who obviously did not habour the same feelings But the girl was too young. Too inexpereince to handle the 7-years-older boy. She had her first kiss. It was gentle and sweet. She lost her innocence too. Too painful to be remembered. The the boy grew tired of giving efforts but with no result. He wanted to let go. She didn't. Fondness has grew inside her. She was accustomed with him around. In her apartment and in her bed.

Their relationship had its expiry date. For them, it was two years after the girl said "Yes". Two years filled with contentness, security for she felt that the boy sure did love her. Though in his own way that sometimes the girl dissapproved. He was too possessive. In the name of protection, he said.

Three times. Yes there were three occassions when he slapped her.

And thousands of times when he screamed at her. She at him. Throwing names, curses and hatred.

And it took her the third slap to finally see that her heart was numb. For whatever feeling that she used to have for him, it was scraped little by little everytime they fought and called names. Until they were all gone. She did not shed a single tear.

She still see him once in a while. She'd run to him whenever she got her heart broken. She still feels that security with him though years have passed, as his love for her would never be forgotten

2. A girl saw a boy. Her old friend from back in the days. She was smitten. He was cool and quiet. He has that dark mysterious aura with him. She was hooked. Deeply. She then charmed her way into his life. She kept trying though she knew that she was just not his type. Distance literally emerged between them. But she kept those hopes. Until finally she was in. The love struct couple enjoyed their time. Though thousand of seconds were between them, they were seriously in love.

It only took them a year to finally let go. She was finally being afraid of the distance. It has became this scary looking monster that she did not know how to face. She wanted to see her baby all the time but this monster did not let her. He was hurt. And they are still not talking to each other until present. She wants to rekindle their friendship, but he was too badly hurt.

He said "It hurts if love means letting go". Then she just realised how she has wasted that love that he had for her.

3. A girl liked a boy. One of her close friends to be exact. She was seriously falling for him. But the truth was her best friend, too. She let it go. The friend was far much more important to her than the boy. She kept her feelings well under wraps, hoping one day she'd forget about them.

4. A girl met a boy. Through the grapevine, she heard that the boy was attracted to her. Quite strange actually as the boy was one of the "in-crowd". He was cute and really nice. It only took them a week to establish that they were an item. She was falling fast and hard. "this is a good catch. I cant just believe my luck" she kept telling herself.

He cooked for her and did what other blissfull couples would do. He treated her like a princess and indeed called her that on a few occassions.She was truly happy. She did not care about the world as she only cared for him. Their moments were bittersweet as they were too beautiful to be remembered as their time was only a year. Too precious to be forgotten but too hurtful to be reminded. She has found what she has been looking for, then she lost it. She was the one to call it quits, but she felt that she was the one who get dumped. For she had knit their future together. He was perfect for her but it turned out, she was not for him.

The girl's heart is still bruised until now. They only talked occassionally for she is afraid that if she let him too close, she will be back in that deep hole of sadness and grief.

5. A girl uncovered the hidden feelings that she had for a certain boy within her cold heart. The feelings crept slowy beneath her unconcious minds and emerged rapidly when the boy made her laugh. She could not hide it any longer. She was a girl in love and logic did not sit well with her at that moment. She confessed her feelings to him. She just needed to say it out loud. She did not expect her feelings to be returned as she realised that she has loved with all her might and if he did not have the same feelings, at least she has loved.

She wrote the boy a confession letter and never get a reply until now. They are still friends. They pretend that nothing has been said. But the girl is still longingly hope for him.

6. A girl met a boy. She knew that he was interested. He made it clear from the beginning.But she did not as he was younger than her. She was terribly lonely. Though with no intention of hurthing anyone, she accepted the intention. She enjoyed them for a while.

But she realised that the boy is not a good match for her. His road is still long and he has dreams to chase. He had different priorities and she was not even in it. She felt that love has crept again within her but she had to kill it. Before it went too far. Before it ruins him and her.

7. A girl was introduced to a boy through their mutual friends.She was not attracted in the beginning. But, the boy *sigh*, he is genuinely a nice guy. He made her very happy. He made her comfortable with her own skin. He made her felt like she was loved.

She never asked for anything from the boy, as him was a gift itself. She truly cherished all the moments that they have spent together. He made her wish that she could stop the time so that she can be with him forever. If she thought that she knew love before, she was so wrong as she never felt like this before. As stupid as it's sound, she would even give her life for him as she didnt want to see him sad. She wished she could take all his pain so he could be happy always.

In her eyes, he was everything that she ever wanted and looked for. She secretly played days and nights that God would never take him from her. God would never be that cruel. She had faith for both of them. She built her life around him. And their future. She could imagine it vividly. That they would grow old together.

She was just speechless. Difficult to find the exact words to describe the happiness that she once felt.

But like everything else in her life, he never loved her. He could not see their future together. He just never did.

If she didnt think about her parents, she might have just killed her self. She cant function without him. For him always be there at the end of each day, with that comforting voice and smile. She was so afraid. She was terribly sad. The tears just never seemed to be stopping. She can just burst anytime now. The only thing that she could do is just to pray for strenght. She's not sure that she will ever get over this or how.

Now she is crying. All alone in her office. Praying that no one will enter the room.

8. A girl has not meet any boy yet. She is still waiting for her happy ending.

One for My Baby

It's quarter to three
There's no one in the place
Except you and me

So set em' up Joe
I got a little story
You oughta know
We're drinkin' my friend
To the end of a brief episode

So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road

I know the routine
So put another nickel
In that there machine
I'm feelin' so bad
Will you make the music
Pretty and sad
I could tell you alot
But you've gotta' be true to your code

So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road

You would never know it
But buddy I'm a kind of poet
And I've got alot of things I'd like to say
And if I'm gloomy
Please listen to me

Till its all talked away

Well, that's how it goes
And Joe I know
You're gettin' pretty anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind,
My bend in your ear

This torch that I've found
It's got be drowned
Or it soon might explode.

So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
That long, man it's long
It's a long long road

(Frank Sinatra)

Thank You!

God indeed has blessed me
With the wonderful best friends that always manage to put the smiles back into my days, no matter how hard the road are taking me
With a loving family that always make me feel secure and loved
With the work collegues, that with the advices, jokes and act of kindness always make me close to the tears of gratefulness

So whenever I feel that my world is so dark and I cant see any lights, I hope I can always be reminded of these
I feel so blessed

Your Inner Child Is Surprised

You see many things through the eyes of a child.Meaning, you're rarely cynical or jaded.You cherish all of the details in life.Easily fascinated, you enjoy experiencing new things.

How Is Your Inner Child?

Your Personality Is

Guardian (SJ) You are sensible, down to earth, and goal oriented. Bottom line, you are good at playing by the rules. You tend to be dominant - and you are a natural leader. You are interested in rules and order. Morals are important to you. A hard worker, you give your all at whatever you do. You're very serious, and people often tell you to lighten up. In love, you tend to take things carefully and slowly. At work, you are suited to almost any career - but you excel in leadership positions. With others, you tend to be polite and formal. As far as looks go, you are traditionally attractive. You take good care of yourself. On weekends, you tend to like to do organized activities. In fact, you often organize them!

The Three Question Personality Test

Apa sih susahnya?

Apa sih susahnya bilang..."great job!!!" , "u're doing great, really appreciate it" , "thank you for your effort", etc

Padahal itu gampang loh bilangnya. Gak usah pake otak, cuman beberapa huruf standard bahasa indonesia, bisa bikin kryawannya seneng. Senenga berhari - hari, bahkan sampai mingguan.

Heran deh, baru mau ngangkat motivasi diri sendiri supaya bisa kerja lebih bagus lagi, sekarang digituin.
Emangnya saya 'invincible" yah? Gak punya perasaan?

Sekarang mood ngedrop gila gilaan..
Boro2 mau kerja bener..mau nge yoga ajah yang pewe itu malesnya amit amit

Sekali lagi dia begitu, saya mau ngasih teko cantik ah...

*menarik napas sambil tersenyum pait*

Working in a men world

To him, I'm probably nothing
Just a young girl, trying her luck at the corporate - men biased world
With clothes that I wear everyday, or the way I speak and laugh
He probably think that I dont know what I am talking bout, let alone what I am doing

He never realised how much I want to please him
For me, just a little criticism from him feels like a hard slap at the back, force me to try harder
Just a small mistake that I did, makes me feel like a total failure

He never remember those days when basically I did most of his jobs
Cleaned up his mess because he was just too coward to deal with them himself

To him, I am just a fresh graduate, and in the process of doing my training
To him, I am good only for administrative works
Well, I guess, patience has a limit and it's definitely not my virtue

My Perfect Guy

He has to know the difference between a good denim and the bad ones. And yes, the narrow - end leg is categorized as the bad ones. He does not have to be fashionable intellect, but the decent t-shirts and occassionally crisp suits are necessary. He smells nice, so nice that I have to brace my self for not kissing him all over.

He has to have a nice smile. With a decent set of teeth, please. Comforting and genuine smiles that I know will always await for me everytime I blab all my rubbish problems and worries. But the eyes have to top it all off. Those gentle and heartwarmed eyes that can reflect his innermost soul.

He will understand my longing to have The perfect wardrobe. One that fills with heavenly goodies from Chloe and Stella MaCartney(fine, Zara and Mango will do just fine!). He accepts the fact that there are few occasion when I would like to get dolled up and wear those brighly coloured summer dresses for no apparent reasons whatsover excepts that they can make me feel like a princess. And he will not laugh about it when I've told him so.

He knows that I need to have my weekly gossip session with my dear friends, and realise that he has to love them too. They are my most precious gems and I can't live one day without them. Have not seen them in merely three days can be considered as a very long period of absence, and he knows it too.

He can challange my intellegence ( it wont be hard, you know) as he has this broad - enlighted knowledge and perpective on how the world works. But on the same time, we can laugh together when it showed that God indeed has an ironic sense of humour. He knows that I am always up for witty quotes or wisdom- enriched prose. He always lend me good books, and I can find myself enjoying them as much as he did.

He can make me laugh. About anything and everything under the sun. We can spend hours for laughing our asses off about something that remotely unfunny. He can totally connect with my freak sense of humour and can enjoy Seinfeld as much as I do.

He understands that I am a shy and vulnerable girl inside and these images that I try to project throughout my life can finally put to rest everytime we're together. Therefore he will not look down on me if I cry my eyes out everytime we come across those sentimental and corny shows or ads.

He makes me feel beautiful, even without my make up on. He knows that some poeple is born without eyebrows and he would not think it funny ( no, I did not shave them off. I seriously do not have any eye brows. And these pathetic thin hairs on the top of my eyes can not be called as eye brows).

He will not think my taste in music is horrid everytime I listen to my guilty-pleasures songs (Backstreet Boys, anyone?).

He will understand my need to hide from the world for a while, under my comforting doona, and he will always be there whenever I am bored with my doona.

He will always kiss my forehead, everytime he drives me home.

And the most importantly, he needs to have a set of strong hands, so he will always hold my hands throughout those happy, sad, drama, heartaches, fights and embarrassing moments, especially when life throws a tonne of bricks at me.

Idiot!!!!!!

Shit!!!!!!!I think I've made a wrong decision.....again. But this time is serious as it involved other people's heart and my already - bad karma. Oh God...

I should have follow my heart...but nooooooooo... I chose to listen to my brain (you stupid brain...go away...you!!). I should have known that if it the matter of the hearts, one should not be forced..especially me..who has a very stubborn nature as one of my traits.

I will soooo have to pay for this in the future. I think I will be cursed for the next 7 generation. How can I be so stupid!I have known the answer all this time..but either Im too stupid to realize it or I am just too ignorant. Either way...it's all my fault.

There's this guy, two years younger than me. Few years back, he had a crush on me. Well I rejected him at that time, thinking "What will I do with this younger guy??". Note: I am a firm believer that age might not reflects your level of maturity but sometimes it does reflect the level of expereinces. And expereinces teach you to be the person you are now. I also did not find him attractive physically. And he talks too much!!! Waaaayyyyyy too much for a guy.

Fast foward to 2006, out of the blue this guy sms-ed me and he still has a crush on me *well...a tad serious than that, to be honest*. And to be honest, I am flattered. So flattered that I agreed to go out with him regularly. I thought, "Hey..it's not that I have more interesting things to do every weekends, anyway". And after spending 3 years man - free for every weekend, it feels rather nice to have someone to pick you up, dine you and accompany you. And another important factor: my mom has quit to nag me every weekend if she sees me at home with no guy in sight.

So after several weeks of "dating", the guy seems anxious to know the state of our relationship. Where are we going, are we official, do I have feelings for him, etc. At first, I know that basically, I dont like him romantically. I enjoy his company but that's as far as the rabbit's hole goes. But looking at his face, and seeing how much effort he has given, I just dont have the heart to tell him the truth. So in my own way, I asked him to wait as I could not give the answer right away.

So while I spent time thinking, I was also busied myself with praying, asking God to make me at least be able to like him, just a little bit. If that happens, it will solve my problem easily.

To make the long story short, after several agonising weeks, I have agreed to say "yes" to his offer. Yes, I have chosen at least to try this relationship and make it work - based on my theory and past experiences that it's better for women to have relationship with men that are a lot more into her than she into him.

Wrongggggggg!!!!!!Yesterday, in a cafe, while watching him talking about something *yes.he still talks that much*, suddenly I realize that "Helllooooo....I dont know what I'm doing here with you".

I think the novelty has passed. The novelty of having a guy that adores you.

And there's nothing I can do about it now. I really have to learn to like him somehow.

It's so true to "You can rarely get what you want, and on the same time, you always get what you dont want".

Oh God, why can I just be able to want what is being given to me.

A Not-So-Glamorous-Job, eh?

I just realised..that I have a very...I mean verryyyyyyyyy unglamorous job compare to my friends. If someone asked them what did they do on that day..the answers might varied as follows:

1. "Damnit...I have spent hours and hours looking at Bloomberg, looking at a certain company's stock price..which has not increase since I made the recommendation to my corporate clients to buy it. Shit".
2. " I locked myself for hours for those back-to-back meetings. I could barely open my eyes".
3. "What a boring day today. I wasted it away for making this bluprints for corporate social responsible proposal for my clients".

Whilst..if you ask me..my answers will be varied as follow:
1. " I have to check my cleaners..whether they have mopped the floor properly"
2. " Uh..I got o climbed those vertical staircase with my high heels to see the waterproofing works. How exciting".
3. " Damn..my toilets are dirty. I have to make sure they have enough toilet papers".
4. "I got that test for genset running and I got deaf in the process".

and the list can go on and on.

Future Me

I found this website ....www.futureme.org which I thought is bizzare but brilliant and interesting at the same time. Anyway, the idea behind it is to allow you to send your future self an email...so it can be the next day or even 20 year later (assuming that the maintenance blokes are still there ). The email itself can be about anything that you want to tell your future self - a reminder how the life was used to be, a hopeful wish that your future self is in the better state of being compare to you at the present state..or even encouranging for your future self to always be happy and chase those dreams that you used to have.

When you think about it..it has a very basic concept. You are just only delaying the email that you wrote your self..for ..let say..10 years or so. But the thought of one email can change a person's outlook for life is just....nice.

Anyways..here is some of the examples that I found interesting...

i hope when you read this that you've done everything you've ever wanted to do. I hope youre married and happy and have a family of your own I hope if youre not married and dont have a family of your own that your still happyI hope youre still loving that man you wake up to every morning I hope that the man that youre waking up to is loving you every morning (because remember: accept no crap - and most importantly you DO deserve it!)I hope you have finally finished writing that sci fi novel you've been going on about for years now.... (dont bother too much about the why - just do it!)I hope when you read this that you can read this.(written Fri Jun 11, 2004, to be delivered Sun Jun 11, 2034)

Dear FutureMe, I'm in rehab right now and I think it'll be interesting to see if this gets through to be 20 years from now......Will I still be alive.Remember the foloowing:Danielle ChillemiJackie, Chris, and Matt aka Klymax Crew.You father loves you.So do mom and Eric.And you love them.Rehab sucks ass and the only drug worth doing is mushrooms.Fuck the rest of the bullshit.Are you an accomplished actor yet? You better be!And oh yea, one more thing:I love you.(written Fri Dec 16, 2005, to be delivered Tue Dec 16, 2025)

Dear FutureMe, Remember this? I'm sending this to remind myself how good things are right now. Alex is about to turn 16 and is involved in technical theatre up to his eyeballs. Christian is emerging as a great student of science. Chris and I are happy..enjoying the beginning of what I hope will be a lifetime of happiness together. I hope things are as good ..or better in the future!Me(written Sun Mar 6, 2005, to be delivered Sun Mar 6, 2011)

Dear FutureMe, What's up yo! This is me... umm, YOU... only 5 years ago. Kinda like back to the future.... only not. So, how has life been treating you? Hopefully pretty great, cuz, I mean, that's my future you're messing with! Don't screw it up!! Have you finished your Berean yet...... you ARE still gonna be a youth minister, right? You'd better not be a druggie now!! What!? You are, aren' you!! You FREAKIN' IDIOT..... wha... you're not? oh, my bad. that's embarrassing.So, if they have the technology to send an email to the past by the time you get this, shoot me one back! I'd like to know how the future is going. Oh, and you COULD, ya know, let me know who wins a few Superbowls or something between now and then.... that'd be pretty sweet! And then you could email me again and tell me if changing the past really does change the future. Well, I think I am running out of things to say..... hopefully we develop some better social skills between now and then. Anyways, I'll see ya later..... that's a strange thought. Its like the twilight zone or something.Your's TrulyThe YOU of Christmas Past(written Mon Dec 19, 2005, to be delivered Sat Dec 25, 2010)

Dear FutureMe, I hope you finally realize you have everything you need in life. By now, you are much more confident, happy with the little things and live purely for the fun of it. Remember these days back in 2003? Lansdale street in rochester, Zammy as a roommate? The Cat with the HIV and the dialated eye? What about Pittsford Ambulance (did Josh get to be the Director of Operations?)I have some questions about what came of your life. 1) did you ever go to australia.. you really should have and it would be ashamed if you dont. 2) Is it the IT things? the med school thing? please tell me your not still a security guard. Once again, there is only 1 life to live... make it a good one.. every single day.--AJps: happy birthday.(written Tue Sep 9, 2003, to be delivered Fri Feb 17, 2023)


Dear FutureMe, Just in case you forget:The money is buried in the backyard behind your favorite tree - the one that talks to you at night - take 32 paces wearing your silver stripper shoes, turn around three times while humming the theme to "Gilligan's Isle". When you are finished, start digging wherever you are standing.Love, The You of 2005ps- PSYCH!!! You had no money to bury, are you crazy?!! I'll bet I was getting my hopes up, wasn't I? Sorry, just kidding. But not about the Love part, I really do love me. You.

Dear FutureMe, you have no future, you have no girl, you have a shitty serving job at 'el pinto', you've failed out of college, you don't know what you want to do with your life, you are still living at your parents house... if you don't have a real career/if you haven't somehow convinced Florie Knauf to marry you/ if you don't have a degree (of any kind) by the time you read this mesage kill yourself!(written Sat Dec 24, 2005, to be delivered Sat May 19, 2012)

Anyway...as it for me..I'be receiving mine when I'm 30. It will be a gift for my self. I dont know how I will react, though. That will be interesting. Most probably, cry. And be a total wreck for the whole day as I would then get reminded on my younger and happier days.

A girl can always dream, right?

Listening
by: David Ignatow

You wept in your mother's arms
and I knew that from then on
I was to forget myself

Listening to your sobs,
I was resolved against my will
to do well by us
and so I said, without thinking,
in great panic, To do wrong
in one's own judgment,
though others thrive by it,
is the right road to blessedness.
Not to submit to error
is in itself wrong
and pride.

Standing beside you,
I took an oath
to make your life simpler
by complicating mine
and what I always thought
would happen did:
I was lifted up in joy.

Blaaahhh.....

Today is one of those days..when you just want to curl up under the doona..and refuse to face life. Especially with the grey in the sky, and with the occasionally rain...you just want to cry. Not that I want to cry exactly...but I felt so burdened by this expectation - from work and family, that it seems that I would never be able to catch up.

Work expectation is simpler to handle. I just have to accept whatever criticism that goes my way..from people that dont really understand the extend of the job that I am doing. It sucks, I know. But I guess, it pays to be the boss. I always thought that I am the kind of person who can accepts criticism lightly, never really feel offended or anything. You can scold me, argue or even scream at me..but I would never take it personally. It just stays for a while and then it would fades easily. But this particular ctitcism is different. Somehow, everytime I think about it, feels like a knife just cut right into my heart.

Family expectation is the one that I more concerned about. Just this morning, my mom told me that she doesnt want anything for her birthday. Instead she only asks for one special gift.."the day that you told me that you have finally have a boyfriend...that is the gift that i've been waiting for". Righttttttt...........

Little does she know..that for the past weeks, I have sms-es, have little dates here and there with this guy that I dont like. I am willing to lower my bar as I know that my mom would be really happy if finally I have a boyfriend. I have tried and tried to like the guy..just a little bit...with no avail. He's a nice guy..dont get me wrong...but I just dont like him. It's true when people say that rarely you can get what you want and at the same time you get what you dont want. And sometime what you want is not always what you need. And the tricky bit is you cant differentiate the two. Confused?..me too.

So I guess, for the time being, I would just at least try to enjoy the ride. Enjoy the attention that he's given me. Have to admit, little tenderness and caring wont hurt. I guess, this is the easy way out. Easier than to argue with mom - to make her understand that there are more other improtant things in life, other than searching for a boyfriend . Easier than to broke the poor guy's heart after all his efforts. And I guess, easier than to calm my self that my time to have that special someone has not yet to come.

Past, Present and Future

Came across this kind of post in a stranger's blog ( I am sooo productive during my working hours, huh?). Anyway, am thinking how interestnig it will be if I do one my self....

20 Years Ago
Well practically I cant remember anything as I was still a toddler. But from I've heard from family and relatives, I was an easy child. I was quiet and easily preoccupied with my own mind and world. My obervation nature has also showed during this period. They said that I would like to stare at objects that I found interesting. Well sometimes, it didn't have to be an object, I would like to stare at people too. Nonetheless, I still has this nature of mine. I guess, there's a truth about that theory that says a child personality will be greatly influenced by their first three years of living. Oh well....

10 Years Ago
I was in final year of middle school and I had fun during the year. I've found great friends that still remain until now. I have my first crush to this boy in my class, whom I thought has the cutest smile ever. I wore this thick glasses, therefore I am not that popular during my younger days. I was also an akward teenager with a very low self-confidence. But whatever happened during those years, I still have a great time. But one thing that I can still remember, that I liked to write my diary at nights which only consisted of one thing....I prayed that I can be prettier so boys could be easily attracted to me (so I guess you know what happened to my little crush, back then)

5 Years Ago
I was having the time of my life!!!! I was in Melbourne - my lovely, lovely city. It was my first year in Uni..took Architecture which was a torture due to lack of creativity and dilligency from my side. Just found my two bestest buddies by coincidence. God has His own plan, afterall. The 1st one I've met in a plane journey back to Melbourne after a summer holiday back home. I knew this girl previously, as she was the girlfriend of my ex's best friend but we never had the chance to talk. And in that plane, we were supposedly caught it with our respective boyfriends, but things happened..so I bumped into her in Bali's airport when we have transited and just talked. the next thing I knew.she's still my best friend until today.
The 2nd one I've met in one of my classes. He didn't look like Indonesian and he had this scary-dont-approcah-me-as-i-dont-want-to-be-friend-with-you look. But I was desperate for a friend and my gut was telling me that he's not that scary afterall. And I was right. And I cant imagine my life without having them......

3 Years Ago
I was still in Melbourne, doing my final year in Uni. Has changed major from architectue to construction which is not bad at all. Went out with my 3rd boyfriend and had a strange relationship with him. Him and I werethe kind of people that need to be surrounded by our friends..so sometimes his friends or mine could get in the way. However..whenever we managed to find time to meet each other...it was fun. But I guess..due to lack of commitment from his side..we had to break it off. And it was the most heart-breaking experience that I have encounter. Learnt to be cynical afterwards.

Last Year
Working my ass off by doing something that I thought I would enjoy...Days consisted only for working..and sometime unable to tell the difference each day from the others. Still missing Melbourne so much. But finally few of my best friends had also joined me in Jakarta..so it was not that bad. Just had a Lasik surgery...which was painful afterwards..but grateful by the experience as now I dont have to wear contacts and do other attributes attached to it. Tried to find a boyfriend..but it went down the drain..Was closed to a guy who did not know what he want from life..and I was bored waiting from him to make the decision. Also..my biggest achievement ever...I started to teach!!! Yeah....i teach English to these 4th and 5th graders. The kids are gorgeous and I just love them to bits.

This year
Still working my ass off in the same career. But promised myself that will find other job..if there's no new things that can make me excited and challeged. Also promised my self to learn how to drive.Finally!!!!. Still teaching at the yayasan...And also..promised my self not to be cynical anymore as the wound has healed completely.

Next Year
Has a change in career or at least is giving a different project. Has a better and fulfilling salary..(afterall..I am working for the money). I can drive...I am better inside and out... My teeth braces finally can come off....and will so doing that teeth bleeching thing as I believe..smile is a girl's best weapon.

10 Year
Has a cerrer that I can be proud of. It doesnt have to be some high flyer-powerful-with high salary kind of jobs...but really something I that I would be love doing.l Something that I know that I can picture myself doing it even when I'm old and retire. In terms of domestic live, hopefully by then I have 4 wonderful kids with a marriage that still has a strong passion and understanding. Living in a humble-size house that is nicely decorated. I still have a great friendship with my best friends. And has added few more countries to the list of my adventure.

However if by then I still end up living alone, hopefully I can afford living by myself (still living with parents by this age is just plain pathetic). And has gained the wisdom that living alone is merely by choice..not fate.

PMS-ing perhaps?!

This morning..just when I was about to reach my workplace, I came across a somewhat-sweet scene which hunted me until now. There was this middle aged man, pressumably a "tukang ojek", equipped with all his attributes such as leather jacket, handkerchief tied to his neck, and a red faded t-shirt underneath the jacket and a used-to-be-black trousers. He was sitting at the side of the pavement with his helmet laid near him. He looked like he was waiting for someone of something.

Then, out of nowhere, came this stray cat, old and dirty and I bet was smelly too. The guy, then just picked up the cat unto his lap and he gently patted the cat. Over and over again.

I know that for some poeple, there is nothing special about this scene. But for me, while also urged by this bloody PMS, thought that there is nothing more beautiful to start my day than watching such scene.

I just wish that I can come across such scene more often. Where poeple will pat strangers gently.