Top 3

When you live alone, things come out randomly, just like now. Suddenly thinking that there are many many things "I want..." It's like urge or something that pops out randomly. Or something that I miss the most. Reminiscing. Taste that I have had before. Places that I had memories. Things I used to do. Anything past tense. Or Something new; like shows that I haven't got a chance to see whilst I really want it badly. Learn somethings new. Totally random and out of the blue.
But, hey.. let me just do this for fun. Counting it as my "me time" and let me write them as my dream...
I put in 10 categories and narrow it down to top 3 things

I.Top 3 food I crave the most

1. Chocochip pancake

2. Yuping (martabak China)

3. Dduk bok ki

taken from tumblr, dduk bok ki

II. Top 3 countries I want to visit

1. South Korea

2. Holland

mej familie in Holland

3. England

III. Top 3 musicals I want to see

1. Newsies

2. Pippin

3. Rent

IV.Top 3 concerts I want to see

1. Java Jazz Festival

2. Sweet Sorrow concert

3. Mocca concert

V. Top 3 movies I want to re-watch

1. Sr. Act 2 back to Habits

2. Sleepless in Seattle

3. The Sound of Music

VI. Top 3 things I want to do badly

1. Playing piano in the band again

2. Learning to dance bollywood and javanese dance

3. Singing in a choir/ learn to do acapella

VII. Top3 language I want to learn

1. Dutch

2. Korean

3. Sign Language

VIII. Top 3 priority I want to do this year

1. Diminish my bad habit (that 'one' particular)

2. Back to 59 Kg

57-58kg back in 2011 hahaha

3. Be more creative

IX. Top 3 recipes I want to master

1. My mom's Yuping recipe

2. Pastel tutup

3. Tart susu

X. Top 3 things I want to live with

1. faith

2. trust

3. joy

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Blessings

First and foremost I want to say
"HAPPY EASTER!!!"

My 25th easter, and yes... I am going to tell you about my 25th birthday.
Turning 25 for me is Big. It feels like when I turned 10th - it's like a gate towards my teens.
When I turned 17th - it's an entrance to be young adult
When I turned 21st - a "legal" age
And then now, 25... people say it's an age for marriage haha. But, I am not getting married any sooner, and I am not feeling that I should. Actually, being 25 is no difference than when I turned 18 or 22 or 24. I am still childish and the same cheerful chen that everybody knows... (at least that's what I have heard for the past 25 years hehehe)

However, there's something special about 25th birthday.

No.1
I got my number 3 supporter from Makassar a.k.a. RETTY KHO. My nanny 911. She came here to Surabaya, volunteered to be my maid for two days. She cleaned every corner of my room!! and gave me supply of food for months!

No. 2
Birthday Discounts.
hail to memberships!
20% off  from BodyShop
25% off from GAUDI
50% off from Etude House

No. 3
It's Palm Sunday!
What I recall, my birthday could be one of days in holy week. It could be on Palm Sunday, Holy Thursday, Good Friday, Easter vigil, or Easter Sunday.
This year, I had a privilege to celebrate it on Palm Sunday.
It's an ordinary Palm Sunday in Indonesia. A grande entrance with palms on hands, a full re-cap of station of the cross, but it's like a reading from a scripture. And then the eucharist.
It's just like any other Palm Sunday mass, but for me, it's a special one. I felt it when I got the hostia in communion. Regularly, in catholic mass, the priest would have a big hostia for the ceremony of eucharist on altar. The small hostia has been placed in crowns. The big hostia only be used by the priest and after the eucharist, it would be broken into small pieces and mixed with the small hostia.

Usually, people in the front who would have a chance to get the broken piece. Or, for a special mass like a wedding or baptism, the one who wed or the one who baptized got the broken piece. But, what special about it is when I got the broken piece instead. I was not one of those who in line in the first row. I was quiet towards the end, but the priest took a couple time before giving me the hostia, and it was the broken piece. I just thought it was not ordinary, it was a 'sign'. Don't know what, you could tell me that I was over-reacted. However, getting the broken piece on your birthday when you were not in the front line could make you think that... HE also wanted to 'congratulate' you, or I preferred to say, it was His gift :)

No. 4
"Mbak, masih SMA ya?" could be translated "Miss, you are still in High School, right?" said the Gaudi girl. Retty was burst into laughter. I was doing the same. That was not the first time I heard that people mistook me as a high schooler. In the first time I came to Surabaya, many have guessed that I could be at least still a college student. LOL
There were two possibilities about this; number one, I got a baby face look. Number two, childishness. Considering, they said it mostly at our first meetings, so I think possibility number one wins (yeaaah). Although, I admitted both of them haha.

taken a month ago

taken on April 13th

But hey, I think baby face is running into my family. Once my cousin Eras who is 10 years older than me, was mistook as a college student. It was on my 21st birthday, he came to Minneapolis from Washington DC for seminar. He was of course invited to my 21st birthday party. Most of my Minnesotan friends asked him whether he was in senior year, hahaha... he was 31 at that time. Already done with master. LOL

he was 31!! 

My dad is also having the similar situation. People wont guess that he is in his sixties. Most people were surprised when they know that my dad is 61 years old. He looks like in his late 40s at least, ot 50s possibly

He is the on who wears Batik

No. 5
Got many blessings from all of you :)

Being 25 feels old?
I honestly say that I am not feeling old. But, perhaps after this, I might? I don't know.
Anyway, numbers are just numbers.
What most important is how to live this life, don't you agree?
I am still not perfect, perhaps I could not be perfect.
However, just like you, I am learning from mistakes and gain every wisdom I can, walking in faith, and share joy and love.

Reminiscing of how I was born, every birthday is a gift.
Life is indeed a gift.
I could die when I was born because amniotic water was on my throat since I was in mambo's womb for 10 months. I was a premature baby. Hence, I could grow as tall and as big I am now is a blessing.

There's no other word than Grateful...

I just can say...

thank you
for all of you... for all of things...

Throwback post: 22 tahun yang lalu

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Condolence

Call me overly sensitive.
But, I feel torment whenever I heard somebody's loved one was passed away.
Call me overly reacted.
But, I can feel the grief.
Call me stupid.
But, I can;t help but recalling what I felt when I lost my mom...
Call me weak.
But, I am not telling a lie, that somehow it still haunts me.
Call me anything.
But, you have to realize that someday, you are gonna be in our shoes...
Call me Potterish...
But, I will spot out what J.K. Rowling has said about grief of losing.

Thestral...
Nobody notice its present until you are witnessing someone's death.
People will only know grief when they experience it themselves...

Thestral, a gentle creature yet looks scary ..
Just like feeling of losing somebody. Even though you are letting them go, but there is a spot that is empty...
Just like a good bye,
bitter sweet


Behind the notes: just heard 3 bad news in this 2014 about a friend who lost his father. Three friends... Three fathers...
Not to mention my beloved oma Jobs in February ...
who knows...





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In a Relationship

INT. a cafe. morning/afternoon
(smooth sound of fork and knife on the background, a love song)
Scene 1: out.of.focus.
a couple sitting on a table next to big window
Scene 2: a woman in a pink dress smile brightly, laugh out of something funny
Narrator:
When you are firstly got into any relationship, everybody will agree that everything looks so nice.
You smile when he smile. You smile when he says sorry coming late. You just smile.

INT. dining table. night
(a desperate violin with some electric guitar)
Scene 3: the same woman, in worn t-shirt, staring across the dining table. holding a fork with untouched spaghetti lingering.
Scene 4: a man eating noisily and ignore the stare
Narrator:
Then, couple of months pass. Now, you know that he touches his feet before he strokes your hair, he eats too loud, he sometimes ignores you when he is playing video game. Your smile might be a rare thing to see...
However....

Scene 5: black screen
(a sooth piano slowly played)
Narrator:
after years....

There might not be a thrilling moments just like your first kiss, or first time holding hands, but everything can be settled.

INT. house , near window, raining
(same music, play a happy smooth song)
Scene 6a: Hand with a ring on the window panel,
Scene 6b: in focus on the water sliding on the window
Narrator:
You remember that every time you walk now, there is some one who can hold your hand tightly.
You know, that somebody is always there to be with you.

cut to
Scene 7: a woman smile
Narrator:
You smile, because now... just say that he is snoring, but you are bearing a child that will be your next.
Scene 8: (wide scene) man sleeping, woman sitting, hands on the belly - baby belly, on the bed

Narrator:
You are making a family which is bigger than all those little fuss about being stubborn, a little careless, or not too sensitive. Because, no matter what... family comes first. And that is the important thing.
We can just sit down and think of those good things...
Scene 9: E.C.U (Extreme Close Up) woman's eye blinking
Narrator:
Just a minute

(tacet)
A part from this huge negative force of being annoyed...
Sit down and picture those smile you have because... someone is always there...

for you
Cut to
EXT. Morning, sun shine
(guitar in, piano, cheerful song)
Scene 10: running child
Scene 11: Extreme close up, holding hands with a ring on each  hand


Who says that love will be disappear after years... 
Love is immortalized. 
Might less exciting, but always loving and settle.
That's what we call...

a family, a relationship, a bond

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