Wanna share u ’bout my new hobbies!
My new hobbies since,hmmmm last week I guess, are labeling and create my travelling scrap book.
The first one is caused of seeing my office mate’s name label. Thought it was cutie and functioned as well then I decided to order it to friend of mine. Office mate too (doesn’t mean that we underpaid…:p). After receive my name label, yes I excited. I choose combination of soft colors it was purple, pink and yellow. I was starting to put it on all my office kit. I put on stationary, glass, spoon, fork, my personal computer, books, iso sketch, I put it everywhere in order to inform people that those are MY stuff. Yes. Really need big M and Y cause after moved to this glam big building, I felt more un-insecure.
My nextie hobby is write down all my journey experience into scrap book. The book was free gift from More mags (as follower @nadyahutagalung, I do follow her ‘world go green’ campaign as well). I have noted my Bali and JJF and there will more post in this free gift book. Yes it’s quite fun. I do. Ow I also write down all information, as sample the destinations, price of some food, do’s and don’ts, and local vocabs. All details that can be used next either for me (again) or friends.
Hope my kids someday will read, acknowledge and amazed their mother’s young life.
Share it won’t u!
How are you? me hope you’re fine in the greatest healthy life.
Last night, christian employee at my office were celebrated both christmas
and new year eve. As steering committee, I have some duties to got to do, as a reception and consumption as well as drama actress ..:) Somehow I feel
not attracted to involved in this kind (read: religious) event at the office. Seems like “oh, come on…”, but this time kinda different, you know what if God has a will, then there I,You, We…will.
I just feel, this what God’s will. He permits me to join in this event and
turn me into “OK God” person, answer “Yes” for several bids in this committee.
The eve was enlivened by Trio Mahanaem, Yohanna Nainggolan and Gracesia Valentine. All are relatives from our employee. Those angels bring me into heavenly environment.
I mean it. They do good with their talent. God send them, that night, to realize me that many great people surrounded are God’s people. Sometimes hardly to greatful for common those and these things when they were around us every day. I get use to and no longer assess them as extraordinary pieces. Through those people, the performers, I was reminded again. I was reminded
that the people who surrounded me are extraordinary. They will and always be extraordinary.
They (read: family) always there …welcoming me after the party has over.
As Bbih said :
“Sejelek apapun, keluarga kita tetap keluarga kita. Family comes
Priest Mangapul Sagala in powerful preaching said that we, Sons of God,
must be rooted, growing and fruitful in our life.
As he said so, I do agree that we have to take those topic seriously. We,
as Christian oftenly not showing our Christian’s behaviour.
We come and go to the church every Sunday but still not understand what
God’s willng. We -in practically- take many decision that precisely we know as a sin. Just come and go. I don’t have any rights to judge others behaviour, but again, Mr. Mangapul was reminded me.
He used the analogy of rooted, like banyan tree “Please imitate its root”, he said. The root always looking for deeper and safer place.
The root always find a gap on the bottom, left and right side, he never
stop and that activity make it strong for any condition.
Again am drowning in the silence of thought.
I like my friends’ quote in her email’s footnote :
“What benefit does it have, if a man gains the whole world but loses
What can man give in exchange of his soul?”
Happy New Year everyone..
I know, thought thats lil’ bit too late..:)
How’s your new year eve?
What?? Mine?? Come on…am asking you first…
hmm…you want my story first?? really? will you stay until the end of
you sure?? (thinkin: am not)
you promise me??
really?? not leaving me?
ok..take ur promise.
Be there and listen carefully.
My New Year’s eve was great. Solo and its people was great.Yes, I celebrated new year’s eve at Solo, my mom’s kampoong.
I always enjoyed the city. Its ambience, environment, people,food,
Places which always attended by me and mom is Pasar Gede and Pasar Klewer.
Both traditional market provided our fave ice, called Dawet. Made
originally from flour which formed into many shapes. All mixed into one and swim in gravy made from palm sugar.
Fresh and not leave any bitter taste in the throat caused no preservative in it.
This new year’s eve was celebrated at my grandma’s home.The theme was “Burn while u sleep”…haha. My aunties and I prepare the theme and also foodies and beverages. I did decorate my grandma’s terrace. Yeap.
We had a great garden nite party.
Table is set as cooking show in television. My aunties made pasta and chinese food (what a combinationn..). We also prepare the breads (for burger and hot dog), vegets, and many cokes so my little cousins can cooked. They are so creative, made chef hat from newspaper….hahaha what a go green volunteers.
Burn while u sleep completed with Pajamas dresscode. The dresscode represent that u have to be yourself and lets be comfort –>those meanings should be represent our position within the family.
We must be our self yet comfort in the family circle, right?
The New Year’s eve always began and ended with prayer. First prayer,thanked for year in the past –for all goodness and sadness– and to hope that the new year’s show will run smoothly and succesfully.
The last dedicated for our life in this new year, our future. There will lot of challenge which will support and push us harder than last year. We requested strength and patient to face all challenges so that we can be more valuable person than as we are now after we can pass it through.
That moment was warmful. Prayer and praise Lord together. The moment that will always be enjoyed while I alone sometimes. Sing along, pray, cook, dine and (this is the main show that cousins
doesn’t like) clean together…
All was great.
Hope you have a great warm new year’s eve too..
Please be nice and kind to others..do it manies..:)
I do believe it will cureable and yet fun!
Pot abu-abu besar berbentuk setengah lingkaran itu terbilang cukup keren (kata anak2 sekarang). Selain karena desainnya yang bertekstur “kini”, ukuran dan posisi-nya juga pas dan sesuai dng sekitarnya.Besar, kokoh dan “tertangkap mata” (baca :eye catching), pelindung akar pohon dan rimbunan daunnya ini mampu memperindah suasana kehampaan jalan layang. Namun ternyata tidak seindah seperti yang diinginkan penciptanya ternyata. Goresan tinta berwarna-warni tampak tidak mengindahkan benda itu. Makna coretan-coretan itu-pun tidak dimengerti kecuali oleh komunitas sastrawan jalanan sendiri. Kasian ya.
Kasian nasib si-pot maksudnya. Tapi karena dia jg nda merasakan
kesakitan karena penganiayaan itu, ya jadinya kita (si empat manusia) yang kekurangan topik di pagi hari yang harus merasakan penganiayaan.
hm..beban hidup aja uda banyak,
mikirin nasib si pot ini jd bikin tambah pening.
Jadi usut punya usut, karena salah satu pembicara di mobil itu termasuk jajaran orang yang berkutat sehari-hari dengan numerik dan rumus-rumus keuangan, jadilah kita terjerembab dengan keasyikan pembicaraan tentang pajak. Topik yang kita suka ga bahas sehari2nya. Tapi penting sekali untuk dibicarakan.
Semua dari kita sadar bahwa negara ini menghasilkan devisa dan mengeluarkan pengeluaran. Tapi seringkali kita ga sadar, bahwa UANG NEGARA ini adalah UANG KITA.
Banyak hal sepele yang bikin naik darah sebenernya. Contohnya ya kejadian pot di atas.Bisa bayangkan, berapa hitungan tenaga dan materi untuk meng-kreasikan berbagai macam bentuk pot nan lucu itu. Mereka pasti ga mikir sampai sejauh itu, uang yg dipakai kan
uang kita-kita juga. Uang gue jd pegawai woy! Pajak penghasilan, pajak makanan, pajak baju….
Gampang bener kayanya coret-coret…”NEGARA PENJAJAH RAKYAT”…”INDONESIA BUMIKU”…
Kelakuannya we mines pisan.
Pokoknya harus diperhatikan dan diingat ya, just take care our money sekecil-kecilnya. Harus mengerti pembiayaan sampai sekecil-kecilnya, habis untuk apa saja.
We should control the money rite?!
And tax as well.
salam wajib pajak!
“dia bukan zat..dia roh…”
20 10 2010 20.10 pm — Tan Malaka began
Accidentally, my 20 10 2010 was closed by enjoyed Opera of Tan Malaka at Salihara.
How ’bout y?
Eat Pray Love..
Suddenly burned up with EPL, me and Minyo, my best, decided to watch
Her name is Liz.
Charming,loveable and has a high level of reslessness.
Liz has tried many ways to find her happiness.
Married with a man that she loved is not enough for her to find the passion of life.
Most film is purposed to achieved the happiness, but EPL make happiness as a
matter of life. Liz’s life.
I do agree with statement that we all have find our own happiness. The real one.
Some people do care but most of us,careless.
True happiness -in my tought- is feeling and what ever the form which can be brought to our life after the dead. Eternal life. Life which will exist for forever. I am not mention that happiness because of a thing is cheesy one, you know, the car,house, our children, family, lot of money. But yes it is so cheesy if we compare those things with heaven, of course. Ironicly those cheesy things have to be used as a tool during our world’s trip to achieve our heaven in real heaven of God. We have to fight the desire of owning something in this world because of conservation laws. None in this world is eternal.
Finding God is trully not an easy thing I believe. Through this movie, Ketut (the medicine man and fortune teller) teach me to live life in balance.
“..the life should balance. We have stand in the central line between heaven and earth.
Not leaving God and not being selfish…”
The medicine man adviced Liz to pray in the morning (in a good and right way), enjoy Bali and all her life by afternoon then back into her full consciousness in the night. You hope, practice and evaluate your own life every each day. In my side, why every morning because morning (read:sun) is symbol of life. The sun is energy of life and for that cheapest miracle which we got, we should greet God in every single morning. Thanked for it. Ketut remind me that we should communicate in many feelings with Him. Both sad and happy times.
I’ve remembered some quotes just incase you need it…
– Liz said when she sit in the Colloseum, Rome
“…Ruins is good. Ruins is the road to transformation..”
– Someone whom doing meditation in India (The Man)
” just share your love and happiness to the one that had been love you, you can crying, loving, caring, but after that…drop it.”
Lesson come in many ways I thought…included times had been spent at Ceetos, October 14th 2010 – 6.45 pm
On October 3rd, 2010, I’ve lost my beloved Grandfather.
I almost forget how is the feeling.Yes, that feel. Feel of lost.
Have not forget past the pain which i felt, and another pain has came. This pain.
We heard the news after finished our Sunday Service.
My mother told me after she read all those messages which fulled her inbox
and she was shocked. When my mother said that my grandfather was dead,
I immediately took her hand and asked him to go home together to the house and then go to Solo.
The place for my grandfather’s funeral.
Tears seem can’t be stopped from my mom
This is her 2nd lost after my father.
Hope she will be strong after all lost that were happened.
God blees u abundantly, Mom..!
One weird thing has happened on that day.
My grandfather’s clock suddenly stop clicking by the time his final breath,
and then started again after all the funeral session has been done. What a clock.
In his life, this watch is functioned as time signal for him..
Well, I’ll see u in heaven Eyang!
Happy Eid Fitri 1431 H dear you whom celebrate the festive!
I just back from Solo during Ramadhan holidays. How about you,, where were you going??!
For all those moslem, month of Ramadhan is highly-anticipated month of a year which there are many activities only held in this month. Not only the activity, some beverages and foods also be presented only in what they called as months a thousand months.
The mostly activity that been held and must be joined by everyone is many kind breakfasting with friends and family. As I know the point of Ramadhan itself is fasting therefore also be called as fasting month as well. Many people won’t missed the chance in togetherness’ break fasting,this activity is one from many kind activity that must be held, joined and enjoyed. Not exception me also. Although am not moslems, my friends were not forgotten and alineated. This activity has been part of mine as I studied in government university around 7 years ago…#o Gosh..tua jg gue.
So,,here are some pictures of me and my friends in many place for break fasting.
Hope all of you enjoy your break fasting together with friends and family.
Once again Happy Eid Fitri 1431 H !! See you in the next Ramadhan
Its been few days not posting story. The last posts were about song.
Now am working at new department,PID, been moved from my former department,IT.
Both IT and PID is not fit with my education background, anthropology,
but from this condition, I do notice that my education background
combine with my experience of social relation merge into one unity that support
my current condition.
In fact I do survive and adapted well.
As an intro, me was welcomed by 200 pages piping introduction. Since I don’t
have any knowledge regard this department so i have to eat it (read : read it).
Lets see my step in here.
Hope everything running well.