At the Cinema:
Me : woooohooooo…….Aaaaaahh…. hehehehe.. Aaaarrghh..wwwwwwwwwwwwwwooooowww….. hahahahaha.. hiiiks2.. aaaaaaaaaaaaw….. yeeeeey….yeah..yeah….*dancing, singing, screaming….
Him: ZZZZzzzzz……. huh? ok this song nice….. Zzzzzzz…….
Bottom Line.. I LOVE THE MOVIE!!!!! wooooww.. i miss high school, dance, performances….
Loveeeeee it!!
Bought the CD just after watching the show.. and have been religiously listening to all the songs…..!!
Kereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen…..
You Are a Caramel Latte |
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You often are feeling indulgent – and you go ahead and indulge yourself. You are very creative. And you know you need to stimulate your senses to get your creative juices flowing.You are a truly optimistic person. You see the best in yourself and in everyone else.
Your life can be a bit messy at times, but the most beautiful things come out of your chaos.
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What Your Handbag Says About You |
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You are concerned with how you appear. Projecting your high status is important to you.You tend to be relaxed throughout the day. You are naturally at peace. You tend to be on high alert. You are very aware of your surroundings.
You are a high maintenance person. You feel lost outside of your normal environment. You are open and comfortable with who you are. You don’t hide anything. You are an organized and together person. You are competent and successful. You are practical and down to earth. You tend to be a rather reserved and quiet person.
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You Are Times New Roman |
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You are professional, competent, and upstanding. And it shows!
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What Your Little Black Dress Says About You |
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You naturally fascinating and popular. You never feel like pretending to be someone you’re not.Your style is simple, flattering, and always appropriate. You fill your closet with well quality, timeless items. If you were a shoe, you would be: Open toed heels |
Salah satu dari mereka bilang “you are so weird…!” dan yang satunya lagi “well, it’s rima being a rima”
Teman2 gue kadang bisa aja menemukan hal2 aneh yang mungkin ngga pernah saya sadari kalo saya suka melakukannya. Apalagi Suami gue yang masih amazed dengan tingkah laku gue sehari2. Untungnya dia lebih melihat ke segi “lucu”nya daripada, nyebelin, ngeselin, bikin pusing.. hehehe *love you baby!
Gue emang punya gesture2 tertentu pada saat2 tertentu yang mungkin ngga semua orang kayak gitu.
Misalnya, kalo gue senang, biasanya kaki gue tidak bisa diam. bergerak2 seperti ikan yang keluar dari kolam. Bahkan dalam keadaan tiduran pun, kaki gue bisa bergerak2..
Atau gue ga suka mencapur/ mengaduk makanan gue. Contoh paling gampang, makan bubur ayam. walaupun kata orang harus diaduk, gue akan tetep makan seperti how it was served. And put a lil bit of everything in the spoon before it enters my mouth. Atau kalau makan Dessert, misalnya Es Kachang. Pasti gue akan mulai sesuai dengan mood gue dari rasa sirup yang mana dan selanjutnya.
Aneh lagi – ok yang ini sih pengamatan suami – gue bisa ngejoke sendiri, trus ketawa sendiri padahal mungkin orang disekeliling saya ngga denger, ngga ngerti dll. Pokoknya asik sendiri. Bahkan kadang bisa ngakak ngga kekontrol. Tapi ini mungkin cenderung ke gue gila daripada aneh.. hehehe
Trus, gue juga sebagian dari cewe yang rela bedarah2 untuk fashion. Gue sadar gue ngga segitu fashionable-nya, tapi kalo ada sepatu yan lucu tapi bikin gue lecet…mungkin gue tetep make itu sepatu… =p
Dulu, gue sangat partikuler dengan warna baju sampe baju rumah / baju tidur aja harus matching..padahal khan ga ada yang liat… huhuhu
or… disaat orang2 pada dasarnya males ngepak2 (misalnya mo pindahan atau mau berpergian) gue malah super duper addicted sama ngepak2. Makanya cowo gue biasanya ketiban untung setiap mo pindah tinggal siapin tenaga buat ngangkat2nya, sedangkan ngepaknya udah urusan gue. *this weirdness yang melatarbelakangi percakapan diatas*
Mestinya udah deh, ngga ada lagi keanehan gue *semogaaaaa* 
–>: very sure my hubby will say this list is not long enough!! =P =P =P
Kalo masalah gue jalan lama kaya Bebek, suara ketawa gue kadang kaya Fran Fine the Nanny, jari gue yang kelingkingnya bengkok, hampir ga bisa hidup tanpa saos sambel ABC, kalo masak hampir salalu keasinan, suka nyikatin kamar mandi dan ngga akan bisa mandi kalo kamar mandinya belom bersih, suka nahan pipis biar se-urgent apapun kalo toiletnya kotor dan bau, kalo tidur ngeringkuk sampe dengkul ketemu dada + megang muka (alasan gue buat nahan mulut biar ngga nganga…huheuehuehu), kalo nonton film ngga sedih2 amat aja bisa nangis apalagi yang sedih, dan akalo lagi suka makanan tertentu bisa betah makan itu berhari2 ga ganti… itu semua ga aneh khan????
‘*LOVE THIS ARTICLE!
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend - Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.
But he will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as ‘knowing when to come in out of the rain’, ‘why the early bird gets the worm’, ‘why life isn’t always fair’, and how, on occasion, maybe ‘it was my fault’. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial principles (don’t spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not children are in charge). As well as coining phrases such as ‘once burnt, twice shy’, Common Sense was a keen sponsor of the school of learning from your mistakes.
Common Sense’s health began to deteriorate rapidly when bankers unfortunately turned politicians’ and regulators’ heads against effective regulation of speculative financial markets. Common Sense lost more ground when accounting standards switched to loosely crafted ‘fair value’, that more often looked like Swiss cheese, and the concept of ‘true and fair’ was sacrificed to the mantra of materiality.
The refusal to learn the lessons from the likes of the Enron and WorldCom debacles, repeated in the automotive crisis, only worsened his condition, which further declined when credit rating agencies apparently attacked their own analysts for trying to do their jobs properly. Common Sense took another turn for the worse from irrational optimism on derivatives speculation which began to dwarf key parts of the real economy.
Common Sense lost the will to live as capitalism became the latest arena of social security, and bankers reversed themselves into government, as part of a long-term strategic innovation to hedge themselves and keep the money coming in. Common Sense finally gave up, after reports that manufacturing companies were being refused funding and small companies were being dismissed for lack of scale - while policy makers allowed the so-called ‘Masters of the Universe’ to draw on the taxpayer to fund their staggering compensation requirements.
Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survived by three stepbrothers; Someone Else is to Blame, Not My fault, and Moral Hazard.
Unfortunately, not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone’.
Sampai kapan kerja di negri orang?
Minggu depan salah seorang teman saya akan “keluar” dari Singapore. Back for good. Satu persatu dari kami memang pulang kembali ke tanah air. Ada yang sejak lulus atau ya setelah bosan bekerja di sini. Atau mungkin malah pergi ke negara lain.
Saya? Atau lebih tepatnya Kami? Mungkin tidak dalam waktu dekat. Lucunya kami berdua pernah ‘hampir’ back for good. Saya sempat muak dan merasa tak akan sanggup tinggal disini saat hubungan saya dulu kandas. Dalam pikiran saya dulu, sudut-sudut Singapore Cuma akan membawa kenangan pedih kalo saya tetap disini. Tapi kami memutuskan untuk kembali. Secara pribadi, saya sempat sceptis, dan tidak percaya kalo memori lama bisa di ganti dengan memori baru. Tapi saya mengaku salah. Singapore justru makin indah. Sebagian dari keluarga saya pun pindah kesini dan saya kemudian menikah, dan saya punya teman-teman yang luar biasa disini. (tidak berarti teman-teman saya di Jakarta tidak luar biasa:)).
Lalu apa yang akan membuat saya kembali ke Jakarta.
1. Anak
Saya tidak keberatan untuk hamil atau punya anak di sini. Tapi saya ingin jika kelak saya punya anak, kami dekat dengan keluarga besar kami. Dengan nenek kakeknya, eyang2nya, sepupu2nya, tante dan omnya. Sesuatu yang menurut saya sangat prinsip dalam perkembangan dia nanti. Saya juga kurang sujka dengan konsep tempat tinggal disini. Dimana kita tinggal di apartement atau flat2 tanpa pekarangan untuk bermain dengan teman sebaya, atau pergi ke mesjid ketika ramadhan, atau main air dan mengganggu mbak saat siram kembang, dll. Mungkin di condo dan segala fasilitas ini bisa terganti tapi saya tetap suka rumah..
2. Orang tua
Orang tua saya tidak lagi muda. Mereka pasti ingin diusia mereka sekarang untuk lebih dekat dengan anak2nya. Cucu2nya. Dan saya pun juga ingin berperan merawat mereka. Sesuatu yang susah saya lakukan kalau saya jauh.
3. Gaya Hidup
Hidup di Singapore kalo tidak pintar2 bisa bikin gila! Entah saya salah atau tidak, seruwet apapun Jakarta, tetap lebih menyenangkan dari pada disini. Lebih bervariasi, tidak me-robot dan banyak hal baru tiap harinya. Yah mungkin karena pikiran saya disini hanya kalau tidak kerja ya rumah. Susah punya bisnis sambilan. Susah punya aktivitas lain karena kecapean dll.
Tapi apa yang akan membuat saya akan setidaknya tetap tinggal disini
1. Karir
Cari kerja di Jakarta susah. Apalagi kalo masih mau gaji yang sama. . Dan disini, saya melihat saya bisa lebih maju. Dari dulu saya berfikir, untuk survive di Jakarta, paling tidak saya harus punya binis sampingan.
2……. (I could not think of other reason… hmm,….)
Jadi kapan giliran kami untuk kembali ‘pulang’? Mungkin baiknya saya mengikuti rencana suami saja
*By Fida,.. I will miss you so much!!!
I am bored and tired and I can’t believe that in the next 30 days, I will turn 26! ($%#^%@$*@$)….Yes I am that old; you can call me a shrinking violet, old maid, whatever… I just got to accept it. Why, because I realize that I am now aging….
Last week was a good example. It was just one of the weekends where I will have a list of agendas, normally about meeting my friends, my family and me & hubby’s time. When I normally can take it quite alright for say, stay late until dawn or move around and eat a lot, last week, I was doomed. It is good enough I still can work today.
On Friday, after a very loooong and tiring Friday at work, I and hubby went to Orchard, I just want to get out to the city, ooh, and I needed to buy this cardigan from Zara… hehehehe .We then had dinner and did some “couple” shopping, you know, buying new towels, any household needs and stuff. I heard a very sad news during my dinner as my close colleague’s Dad passed away that night. It’s a bit ironic as on Friday, that very same day, my mom and dad have just arrived with my brother and his wife to visit us…
Saturday morning, though I was not supposed to go to work, I woke up early since we have a morning meeting at Esplanade. By 9 am I was already there, looking how different the place is when there is no one there except the cleaners. So there are my self, edo, cay and etu to meet this person.By the way, the office of the Esplanade management is nice. Very corporate, I like…
When my hubby and Adhi finally joined us, we moved again to this Organic cafe in front of California Fitness to have our next meeting. We were there until late afternoon and decided to go back marina square for our dinner and probably to bowl.
How clever right, as we were there in the morning *rolling my eyes towards Cay…
So, expectedly, the bowling place was full and we had to queue. I went to play my favorite arcade game, the Drum Mania…. And my hubby amazingly, for the first time, got me a medium size of Stitch soft toys from that machine where you put a coin and get to move a robotic arm to grab the toys… He did it in 3 attempts!! Hahaha.. so he spent 3 dollars… but his pride and my happiness are priceless.. hihihihi
We both then decided to go home instead of joining them playing bowling since we needed to spend more times with my family. My parents were so tired from their city tour and wanted to just rest with my nieces. So three couples, us and my sibling went out for dinner. We went to Hooters…heheheh at Clarke Quay and finished the night by having Durian party at Geylang…(plus the sightseeing of Geylang girls)…By the end of that day, I was half alive… my back hurt, my migraine started and I was so full – my tummy hurt!
On Sunday, all I wanted is just rest… I did not join my family who went to zoo (my brother’s car is full anyway) and I wanted to see Beijing F1 race. I was in pain the whole day, my headache was not gone overnight. Ever more painful to see Massa did not win the race!! Damn you Lewis!! But a little bit better when I know Man United won 4-0. Bored, we went to swim about 6 pm. I was thinking that maybe the Jacuzzi can heal my backache. Had a great time water-playing with my niece, but the hot water treatment did not help. I went to sleep early as my head is killing me…
So yup, I don’t think I had a busy weekend, but I am now sooo tired. I feel tired, I look tired, even my fingers are tired typing this. Oh no… there goes my youth… I always thought that before I become a Mom someday, I can enjoy all the ‘young’ things that I want, as I know, once there’s a child in my life, my energy will be consumed for that. I will have lesser time with my friends; I will have limited time to hang out and all… and definitely less probability for spontaneous acts…And I try to enjoy as much time as possible for having slim body as God knows, I have a bad genes where the females in my family have difficult time to regain their pre baby figures…. Huhuhuu
The morale of this story is I need to exercise more!!! ( I can see my husband nodding…). So let me have some notes to self, I need:
Urrgh,… I will then start to list down what I want from US as Janice will go there next month, oh, I mean I will list down what I need to do and achieve when I am 26… (@&#%^&*%^@)&*#^%)*&)
This morning I spent almost one hour to follow a ‘live blogging’ about the presidential debate between Obama and Mc Cain. Two reasons behind this, I like to follow their race to the White house and I love debate in general.
I love debates as it shows how someone could answer /ask question with limited time to think, in the most efficient way. I know that they definitely have done research before hand to prepare them self, but you would never know what the will happen along the line.
I love to debate as well. Me, being a competitive, strong opinionated and outspoken person will not settle for something that is unclear. I believe that given all the reason and have the understanding over matters, people can ‘function’ in a better way. Say in the office, if I was asked to do something beyond my job scope, I will ask why. Even if I know, in the end, I will need to do it anyway, at least I have a good reason for that and there’s a rationale behind it and I know how to make the work accountable.
When I am discussing a particular subject with others I would secretly hope someone would have a different opinion from mine. Why? It creates means to discuss the matter. We learn more by discussing things and understand difference stands, get constructive critics if we are wrong and maybe able to persuade people.
But debate is not for everyone. Some people are too lazy to speak their mind or just want to avoid all the hassles and follow the mainstream just to be safe. This kind of mentality is not uncommon in Indonesia, where ‘ya Pak’ culture is happening everywhere. There are also those people who dare to speak up only behind someone’s back and when faced directly, they will chicken out! When I have a dispute with this kind of people, the more I want to ‘bring it on!’. I don’t think a problem can be settled if the parties involved never directly talk and discuss. Right?
Once in my junior high time, I have a clash with my best friend, over a very small matter that I only know at the later part when she just started to ignored me. I was not happy and I ignored her as well. Who gained from this, other people! They started spreading rumors, and spice up our tension. I then realized, this is my best friend, I should have talked to her to know what’s wrong and find a solution. So, when the teacher was not coming, I approached her desk. My class mates started to gather, expecting a cat fight soon. I came and I ask her, straight in her face, why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong? Why I hear this and that from this and this? She answered and asked me questions as well. We debated over something that was not clear or twisted or just not right. I still remember that the boys were betting who will win between us. But then it’s clear, and we cried and we hugged and we become stronger. If I never ask her directly and ready to fight for my stand, I probably have lost a very dear friend …
I even debate with my boyfriend / Husband. I think, having different opinions does not harm our relationship, unless if he thinks cheating is alright when I hates it J. I like the after-debate feeling when I can see why he did something or where he is standing on a subject. You learn and will know the other person better,
But again, debate and emotion don’t go well together. When you are debating, you got to keep your cool and be a good listener. One of my tactics is to listen to the other person explanation as much as I can, understand it and make full use of it. The more you listen to more power you have. Ask leading questions that can corner your opponent. It‘s a passive aggressive strategy I learned from my ex boss.
Back to Obama – Mc Cain, I think this is a clean sweep from Obama! Mc Cain clearly used better strategy, but not well enough. He got provoked when in fact he was trying to provoke a very cool Obama. How exciting to see who will eventually win this race….
The time has arrived. The shopping time. To my defense, I’m just helping the economy by doing my job as a good citizen.
I just found out (yeah rite..!!) that I need so many things. They are basically basic necessities for me, essentials for my daily routine and let’s put it this way… I need them or else I will be very..very sad…
Here’s the list:
1. A weekend bag.
I have been using my gold weekend bag for almost a year now. I love the bag but it’s very heavy! Even without anything inside it. I love the fact that it’s gold (I’m still into gold now) and matches my weekend slippers (which are gold as well) and my-not-so-new – gold heels. And it’s very durable, has small compartments for stuff. But my shoulders have been hurting lately. So I need a light weight bag, durable, low maintenance, neutral color and if needs arise for me to carry it on Monday (as I sometimes too tired to change bags), it’s still acceptable.
2. A new phone.
Two phones have been short-listed for this. I am looking for a smartphone, where I can be anti-socialize …hehe, no, where I can check my personal emails, internet, organize my calendar, take pictures, post them online and tag my friends. It’s between I-Phone and Blackberry.
3. A new wallet
Why… yeah, I am still asking myself why. My current wallet still looks new. But I’ve been using long wallets for more than 2 years. I miss smaller wallet.
4. A new make-up pouch
My current loyal make-up pouch is looking very sad. It needs to go for a plastic surgery; it’s sagging, torn and lifeless. It’s a shrinking violet! It needs to retire, pronto! I am thinking whether I should buy a similar one or the one with small compartments.
5. Work slippers
Why do I need slippers in the office? Because it’s tiring to use heels all the time. My feet need to rest. Meyiy said, if I want to get pregnant, I need to reduce the frequency of wearing heels. See!!
6. A new card wallet
When we are still in the wallet topic, since I will get a smaller wallet, I probably need to have a separate card wallet. That totally makes sense!
7. Specs
I have bad eyesight…. Nuff said!
So, what have I got so far…..
1. A new Medium-size Longchamp bag
I know that millions people are carrying the same / similar bags. I know half of them fake. I know that it is shape-less. I know it does not have compartment. But I like it!! (blame Meyiy again!!) It’s simple and low maintenance. I’m sure I will have a good relationship with this bag. My love is growing and I have no regret! I bought the black color with short straps. Still ok for work!
2. A Silver Blackberry Curve
This is totally for my social life! Not for working please. I will not put my office emails inside! Why not Iphone?? I don’t like touch screen phone. My thumb is too fat and I’ll miss the key. And I think BB can do more things … *MAKASIIIY AYAAANK :) .. How can I not Love you!
And these things are waving at me – and where my next moth pay check will probably be paying for….
Unless somebody wants to know what I want for my birthday…
3. Wallets
I am eyeing on the new Braun Buffel collection, or the one from Agnes B I saw the other day. But I guess they are too expensive for now. I will end up having good wallet with no money inside!!! Or probably, I will just wait till December Sale… This is not urgent.
4. Pouch
I saw some cute pouch in Esprit. They are bit too big. I will check if I can afford to buy one of those Anya Hindmarch pouch… It means less taxi ride next month… If not, I will just buy a cute-brand-less one. I am thinking of having a faux leather type for the next one, in Black/beige color.
5. Slippers
Reliable brands – Charles and Keith or Mphosis… Pick one!. Note to self – maximum 1 cm high, open toe, black color, and matte. Do not indulge!!!
6. Card wallet
4 words: Matches my new wallet.
And these, I’ll probably wait till my next trip to Jakarta
7. The specs
It’s cheaper and more design to choose!
Cara paling mudah menghentikan emosi saya adalah sebuah pelukan. Saya bisa menjadi sebuah buku yang terbuka lebar dan bisa meledak2 untuk mengekspresikan isi hati saya, terutama didepan orang2 yang saya percaya dan saya sayangi. Tapi saya bisa juga seperti file dengan kata sandi yang tidak bisa dibuka oleh mereka yang tidak tahu saya. Didepan orang – orang seperti ini emosi saya biasanya jauh dari kelihatan. Mungkin sebatas diam dan malas berkata2.
Tapi dalam apapun keadaannya, dipeluk selalu menyembuhkan saya. Tentu saja oleh orang yang tepat. Kadang saya tidak suka mendengar nasehat2 orang yang bertubi2 saat saya sendiri sedang berpikir dalam hati. Dan percuma, karena omongan2 itu hanya akan masuk kuping kiri keluar kuping kanan, atau sebaliknya. Saya juga kadang terlalu gengsi untuk menangis. Atau terlalu marah untuk berbicara. Atau terlalu takut untuk melihat. Atau telalu cemas untuk melangkah. Cuma satu yang bisa saya terima, peluk.
Pelukan orang tua saya yang paling hebat pengaruhnya pada saya. Terutama pelukan Mama. Saat saya sedang sedih atau marah, Mama selalu tidur dengan memeluk saya. Sambil membisikian zikir ditelinga saya supaya saya tenang dan tertidur. Jika saya terbangun, dia akan memeluk saya lebih kencang lagi dan memastikan semua akan baik2 saja. Dia pun akan berpura2 menganggap saya putri kecilnya lagi yang selalu ingin tidur dipangkuannya. Itu mungkin tempat yang paling tenang buat saya. Papa saya bukan seseorang yang memperlihatkan emosinya. Tapi dalam keadaan tertentu, dia akan memeluk pundak saya, dan mengingatkan saya untuk berdoa. Lalu dia akan menepuk bahu saya.
Pelukan suami saya adalah obat segala penyakit saya. Baik penyakit badan, hati atau pikiran. Dia tau saat saya tidak akan mempan untuk mendengar apa2 dan hanya memeluk saya. Biasanya saya bisa ‘tumpah’ dipelukan dia. Baik marah2, menangis atau jadi tertawa kembali. Saat saya tertidur dan bermimpi buruk (biasanya bahkan mengigau ) dia akan terbangun dan memeluk saya. Bahunya adalah comfort zone saya . Bukan hanya saat saya sedih, tapi saat saya bahagia pun pelukan dia selalu membuat saya lebih senang dan tenang.
Pelukan teman2 saya juga harta saya yang berharga. Saya teringat, ketika saya sangat sedih dan lari ke kamar sahabat saya (kami tinggal satu rumah), dia memeluk saya, tidak bicara apa2, hanya mengusap rambut saya. Saya menangis, tapi lebih tenang bersama dia. Saat saya marah atau kecewa, pelukan teman2 saya biasanya jadi pain killer saya. Saat saya kangen mereka, ketika bertemu lagi, saya pasti ingin memeluk mereka. Sampai mereka sebal sendiri
Salah satu kakak saya (yang selalu menganggap saya ini masih 5 tahun 
) juga selalu peluk saya setiap bertemu. Saya ngga terlalu suka, gengsi.. Hihihi. Tapi makin saya marah, dia akan makin memeluk saya. Dia memang salah satu laki2 favorite saya. Saat dia menikah beberapa tahun lalu, dia memeluk saya begitu kencang setelah resmi menikah… mungkin dia tau saya sangat takut kehilangan dia dan pelukan itu memastikan kalau tidak ada yang akan berubah.
Saya juga senang, ditempat saya bekerja, kami semua dekat satu dengan yang lain dan tidak canggung memberi pelukan bersababat. Saat mendengar kabar baik, saat akan berpisah ditinggal cuti, saat ulang tahun, saat mendapat masalah… Bahkan oleh orang2 yang sudah sangat ‘tinggi’ …
Sayaa suka yang dibahas disini:
http://www.lifepositive.com/Mind/personal-growth/hug/hug-therapy.asp
Hugs…
me
Perhaps you dont know this but I work there, peacefully….
So I hope it’s a good enough reason for you not to apply for any more role at my current employer, please, I beg you as I just want to make our lifes easier… I believe there are other banks out there that suit you better.
– What They Say –