5 things to enjoy - Amayzing May part 3

It comes down to the last day of May.

Therefore, here are my 5 things that I have enjoyed doing during May

1. Sunshine,
After the rainy season since the end of last year, it is good to see the sun shines. Gleaming sky. Warmth. I am feeling good when the sun hits me in the morning as I open my door to the bathroom, every single morning.
That warmth glides on my spines and tickling my toes. It really feels good
 Seriously, spending most of my 24 hours with air con is not fun. Once I get the heat of morning ray, I feel delighted, awake, and cozy. Most of the girls are afraid of sun, but I like to be under the morning sun. Well, the heat in the noon should be avoided, but other than that, morning ray is just wonderful

2. Rosary
And what is it about without Rosary during the month of May? As a Catholics, I am devoting my self to pray rosary on daily basis. It is not a chant, it is not a spell, it is not blasphemy, as it is my way to be closer to God, it is the Catholic way I may say :). AS it is told, one full rosary is like making a crown of roses to Mother Mary. An expression of gratitude of asking Her to pray with me during this depressing time. It is a fulfilment, a therapy. Just like the sermon of last week mass. A prayer is nothing to do to suddenly or magically solve the problem. But it helps us to solve the problem itself :)


3. A simple brekky and yes ... coffee...
Month without coffee is torturing. Really. I love making my own coffee. The smell it gives when I brew it just soothing. The composition of bitterness and creaminess is jut suited my liking and help me trough my always sleepy morning.

4. Nude/Pink Color
As spring comes so does the softy feeling I am always feeling. As the trend goes, so does the nude and pink color comes in.

5. Fighting the battle.
Last but not least... keep fighting the battle I am in. During lent season before Easter, there were times I felt like giving up. But again, as spring comes, the sun comes trough, so does hope. I am feeling I can't stop now. It has been a long wary road. Though it is still a rough road a head, getting thorugh some shadowy lanes, I can see my goals. Just keep walking, taking my baby steps towards the gift of life... which is... life itself. The process. The way to comin trough. It's been just like that... ever since..

SO yes... May has been amayzing...

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Currently Post - Amayzing May part 2

Woof... I haven't been writing any Currently Posts since November. I apologise for that. Since real life needed my attention more than ever. I strangely sight the shifting in my life about things.
No more excitement from K-drama sadly. Even the reality shows are quiet boring somehow. Perhaps, I need to find a new thing to be addicted. On the positive side, I am not feeling exhaustiveness because a long run of Korean drama episodes or Reality shows. Another thing, I was not really into make up as well. So, what is my interest then?

1. Teddy Adhitya
In your Wonderland.
I never found a very seducing song as well as romantic tunes blending in the sexy voice. Ok, I am too much. But, truly. His voice is enticing!! He's an Indonesian, singing in English, and in RnB tone.

2. Movies. 

I have been into movies lately compared to years in the past. I am starting to watch recent movies or previous ones that I have missed. I think this year will be my movie of the year. When I was in high school, I went to cinemas more often compared to any years after that. Except in 2014 and in the beginning of 2015, I went to cinema quiet a lot for Indonesian movies haha. Oh well, I watched Guardians of Galaxy vol 2, and I LOVE IT!!! It's been a while, I haven't really been a fan of Action movies but this one is really something. Not just because of the story line which is SO TOUCHING, but all the characters, and the effects! Yes, the effects haha. 

3. K-songs and musics in general. 

My other blog which used to be filled with K-drama reviews, been dilated to Songs recommendations. Will put up a new post soon. Let's Talk

4.  I have been interested into Pasifika Life - Fijian, Tongans, all the Pacific Islander culture. Specifically those who from New Zealand. I have been enchanted by one school choir in Newzeland, Dilworth College which choir named Fortissimo. I found them really manly for a highschooler, and the sounds that they produced were heavenly. Plus, the dancing. I found it really powerful and warm. I am glad that Disney took it as the cultural background of one of their newest movie - Moana.

5. Morning Glory routine. I just realise that I need more time in the morning to fully awake. Sometimes, by just laying on the bed, and wandering through posts and my minds. When I was in Malang, the sun raised early, and it helped me to be energise. I made a routine in the morning to brew my own coffee and fixed my brekky. SOmetimes, I did a little fancier, and somehow I found it fun. So, I am back in the morning glory routine. To prepare earlier, to drink coffee, to enjoy my morning for starting a better day :) 

So, yes... a brighter day, an amayzing may. 

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#28GoingStrong - Amayzing May part 1

The magical April may pass, but here we have the fun part. Amayzing May. I have called May as amayzing may as old as I have called April as Magical April. It was started in my college year where I learned how to appreciate life and such.

I am dedicating my self to post another series under #28GoingStrong for the rest of the year. Once a month, I will put up one post about my journe of #28GoingStrong. I am writing this to help me through things and if you allow it, inspire to another. My life isn't perfect at all. My self is far away from Perfection. But, that'w how it is. Sharing in the limitations.

For the first post, and to open the Amayzing May post, I would like to take a moment and look back. I may say waaayy back. I was not created as Pete Quil to create a planet or to guard a galaxy. I was not special as Harry Potter who could survive of a killing curse and meant to destroy the very bad witch who tried to kill here. I was not Frodo Bagins who has to carry a ring to be destroyed. But, I may say I am survivor.

It took us back 28 years a go, on the same day I was born. 13 April 1989. Around 3 PMish... I was born with perfect limbs and complete organs, but I wasn't crying like the normal baby would do. My face was pale, and my heart beat was low. I was born with C section because I was a 10 month baby. The technology back then was not advanced. I was long over due, and when the doctor checked on me and my mom, my heart beat was nearly nowhere to be found.

I haven't really shared about this to many people. I have posted once on my old blog during my college years, but hat's about it. I think I never really took it seriously, that I could have been dead. My father told me that I was carried by a nurse, and she rushed out from an operation room. Passed my bewildered dad and other family members. I was brought into a room, and my dad could see what the nurse did to me trough the window. She turned me upside down, put a tube inside my throat and sucked what ever it had to be sucked out. My butt was slapped a few times. The routine was done again, and again. It took a couple of minutes when I finally cried out loud. Strong. Alive.

Another story was when I was around 3 years old. My mom was not in Indonesia at that time, because of medical issue. I was left alone with my dad. I was in the car, excited, and suddenly I could not recall anything. The next thing I remembered was, I was on the asphalt, glasses were scattered around me, and I saw blood. I was in the car accident. Thrown away from a car, through the front glass just like one scene in random Rush Hour movie. I cried, but survived. I was found nearly a meter and a half away from the car on the road, only with scratches on both my cheeks and left chin, right elbow, and lower part of my stomach. No internal bleeding or whatsoever. I was crying out loud, but alive.

 I never really took these two events seriously until just now when I reflected back to my life and drew a line between then and my current situation. Everybody has their own survival story, but I have to remind my self again through this story, that I was well-prepared for whatever life takes me now.

I am not saying that I am a miracle baby that lives for its own secret mission to save the world. My birth story was a reflection that this baby would always needed to wriggle a little harder, and to be slapped a little harder to stay awake, stay alive. And no matter how hard she was slapped, she was more alive than ever. Same goes with my car accident story. No matter how far I was thrown, maybe wounded a little bit here and there, but stand up finely. Crying, but alive.

AS the first post for this journey, this is a good reminder. A great moment to start. And perhaps to you out there who has been struggling for worst reason than I do have, please think back of how you survived living until now. We are all created uniquely and somehow you have to believe to the cliche fact that people's thoughts are the limits. It's your own choice to survive, or to surrender.

I choose.. to cry.. but alive more than ever.

Written by my awesome Opa, when I was born

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