hari iniii
"cha, kalo calendar on your blog’s page merah, artinya loe hari itu
update blog yah? wuaa, asikk 4 hari in a row merah. ada angin apa euy
productive ginii? terusin donk sampe akhir bulan"
"hahaha, ngga janjiii."
yeaps yeaps, ga tau ada angin apa saya
juga, pengen nulis aja nihh.. yang pasti i write based on inspiration
aja.. kalo lagi dateng bisa tereleng tereleng nulis in five minutes,
kalo ngga ada inspirasi tapi teman saya maksa harus nulis (pasti
kesindir da orang nya hehe), sampe kepala diucek ucek juga ga panjang
panjang.. hehehe.
hari ini bisa nulis karna seger nih tadi tidur siang, haha. was so good soalnya jaranggg ada waktu buat tidur. ow, today i finally missed my class for the first time eeyyy this quarter.. jangan ditiruuu yahh, si chang-kow pasti me-lecture panjang nih for me not being a good student. Abis gimana yahhh, i joined black and white photography class to satisfy my upper GE requirements.. i mean, saya senang difoto, jadi kirain bakal seneng juga taKing pictures. ternyata, the courses is sooo far from what i expected.. it requires soooo much effort, not to mention portfolios that are due everyweek!!! it’s not jeprat jepret trs cuci di studio, i have to actually capture different kind of pictures with the right aperture, exposure, shutter speed, contrast, dan teman teman nya.. dan the worst part is: i have to develop the pictures by myself in the dark room!!! eleuhhhh. susaaaah, cos i have to be familiar with all of the chemicals and procedures yang ribetttt. Tuhannnn tolongggg.
So yeah, saking pusing nya, there’s one portfolio due hari ini.. and blom seleseiii.. and i decided not to go to the class at all, and tidur siang instead. ahhh.
ow, these past two days i’ve been reading Vogue magazines. I’m not a
big fan of a particular magazine sih, jadi biasa nya beli based on
who’s on the cover, or kalo pas lagi pengen baca aja. This time, i
bought Vogue bukan gara gara Scarlett Johansson, the most beautiful
creature on earth, is on the cover, tapi gara gara my media planning
class assignment — harus bikin target media analysis from several
mags. So instead of just merely reading, I have to analyze Vogue back
to back.
anyhuu, to the Vogue lovers out there:
>>> out of 400 pages, 250 pages are advertisements
>>> you have to flip 80 pages of ads before getting to the first article
>>> dari 400 pages, there are ONLY 8 articles including editorial notes.
>>>
the first two articles titled: "Nobody’s perfect — 7 woman obsses over
their body flaws", and "the 100 thin – or – not model controversy"
my group mate commented, "are you girls really read this mags?? this is a junk!"
we
were confused on what to write on a five pages assignment other than
those facts above, which indicates a magazine with a great cover with
no quality in its content other than those bombarding ads, ads, and ads.
saking bingung nya, we decided to do some research on "who is their target market", and again:
>>> they are targeting college students to career women from the age of early 20’s to an early 40’s.
>>>
frequent exposures to the ads, especially to the 20’s will
unconsciously make them obsessed to those branded products til their
late 40’s
>>> they have created thousands of impulsive buyers, who
declare themselves as "loyal customers" to those brands. (sounds so
familiar.. huhh?)
jadi ingett, duluuuu, when i was still in high school and choosing
majors, papih advised me to major in Cosmetology. hah, i went "why??"
he said, "yahh, bagus prospect nya.. cewe kan paling gampang ditipu dan terbujuk.
apa juga dilakonin buat jadi lebih cantik.."
jadi gimana donk?? mendingan kita stop buying those "junkiiii" magazines kali yahhh biar tidak semakin terbujuk to spend $$$ buat beli something yang hanya memuaskan hawa napsuuu dan keinginan daging… yaaaaaa.
love.grace.mercy
When you’re down to nothing, God is up to
something."
She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out
of the operating room. She said: "How is my little
boy ? Is he going to be all right ? When can I see
him ?"
The surgeon said, "I’m sorry. We did all we could,
but your boy didn’t make it."
Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer ?
Doesn’t God care any more ? Where were you, God,
when my son needed you ?"
The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone
with your son ? One of the nurses will be out in a
few minutes, before he’s transported to the
university."
Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said
good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly
through his thick red curly hair. "Would you like a
lock of his hair ?" the nurse asked.
Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy’s
hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.
The mother said, "It was Jimmy’s idea to donate his
body to the University for Study. He said it might
help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy
said, ‘Mom, I won’t be using it after I die. Maybe
it will help some other little boy spend one more day
with his Mom." She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of
gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always
wanting to help others if he could."
Sally walked out of Children’s Mercy Hospital for the
last time, after spending most of the last six months
there. She put the bag with Jimmy’s belongings on
the seat beside her in the car.
The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to
enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy’s
belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his
hair to her son’s room.
She started placing the model cars and other personal
things back in his room exactly where he had always
kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging
his pillow, cried herself to sleep.
It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying
beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The
letter said:
"Dear Mom, I know you’re going to miss me; but don’t
think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving
you, just ’cause I’m not around to say "I Love You".
I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day.
Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if
you want to adopt a little boy so you won’t be so
lonely, that’s okay with me. He can have my room and
old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a
girl instead, she probably wouldn’t like the same
things us boys do. You’ll have to buy her dolls and
stuff girls like, you know. Don’t be sad thinking
about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and
Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me
around some, but it will take a long time to see
everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch
them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn’t look
like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I
knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD !
And guess what, Mom ? I got to sit on God’s knee and
talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That’s
when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter,
to tell you good bye and everything. But I already
knew that wasn’t allowed. Well, you know what Mom ?
God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to
write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name
of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to
you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of
the questions you asked Him ‘Where was He when I
needed him ?’ "God said He was in the same place
with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He
was right there, as He always is with all His
children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see
what I’ve written except you. To everyone else this
is just a blank piece of paper. Isn’t that cool ? I
have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to
write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I
get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I’m
sure the food will be great.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don’t hurt
anymore. The cancer is all gone. I’m glad because I
couldn’t stand that pain anymore and God couldn’t
stand to see me hurt so much, either. That’s when He
sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel
said I was a Special Delivery ! How about that ?
Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.
[thanks to sisca who sent this to me -- it blessed me so much]
if you only knew
11.47pm, i was updating friendster and this person kept on buzzing.. msn taskbar turned orange - nudge, nudge within five minutes..
"teph.. apa kabar?"
"bae, ini siapa?"
"ini gua, ******. lupa yah?"
[deeeeep inhales]
"hahhhh, ******!!! apa kabarrrrr???"
"gua bae teph… btw, eteph skarang berubah banget yah.."
"masa sih?? kaya nya masih sama sama aja.."
"beda teph, gua suka baca baca blog loe.. berasa banget kalo loe skr bedaa bgt ama eteph yang gua kenal dulu.."
"mmm, brubah karena Tuhan yang banyak ngajarin gua, **"
"jadi inget eteph yang dulu.. pas waktu sma.. pas pertama kali gua liat eteph.."
"hahahaha"
"sampe kebawa mimpi teph.. gua ngga pernah ngalamin yang kaya gitu sebelom nya.. sampe hari ini juga blom pernah ngalamin yang sedasyat itu.. cinta pertama kali yah?"
[deeper inhales]
"loe tau kan, gua juga pernah suka ama loe. dulu, 6 years ago!" (what a late confession). i guess it’s better than never.
"yang benerrrrr teph????"
"serius!! loe ngga tau???"
"gua pikir loe maen maen!!!"
"seriussss!"
"aduhhh teph, koq bisaaa. waktu itu loe uda putus sama si *****??"
"kayanya uda de, uda bbrp bulan putus.. inget kan, loe pernah nganterin gua pulang ke rumah pas ujan, waktu sopir gua lupa jemput.. then you lend me your jacket.. hahaha"
"ia, inget teph."
"tapi koq bisa sih loe punya perasaan sampe sedalem itu.. tapi gua ngga berasa yah? i mean, kalo cowo laen sampe tlp tlp in, dateng ke rumah.."
[tapi loe ngga pernah sampe gimana banget, and malah menghilang..]
"mmm, sebenernya, abis yang pas gua nganter loe pulang.. gua putusin untuk ngga ngejar loe lagi.."
[deepest inhales]
"boleh tau kenapa?"
now, that you told me kenapa kamu mundur.. now, that i know what you feel six years ago.. now, that i know that your life has changed because of that moment.. now, that you know that i once felt the same feeling as you..
"menyesal ngga??"
"hmmm, hahaha. kalo dulu gua tetep ngejar loe.. gimana yah teph?"
hahaha. i dont wanna think about it.
but one thing for sure, pursue your happiness yah… =)
[dedicated to you who made me awake til four am]
gotta Love mondayy
i love mondaaaaaay..
at last at lasttt, i get my free time after such a HARD marketing midterm i had this afternoon. spent the whole nite to study and try to memorize 80 pages in 8 hours. the result? got 100%!! ahhh, it was worth my sleeping tyme.
so glad that i actually passed my hectic weeK, assignments due.. all in one dayyy *hahh student life*, Evangelism Explosion training, and ohhhh walmart incident!!!
aayyy, you know whattt. i proudly declare that im definitely one of WALMART loyal customers.
ceritanya, i was trapped on a very busy schedule with only two hours break in the middle of a management and black&white photography class. i only had two hours, LITERALLY! soaLnya my photo class proffessor reseee abis sama orang yang telat. gotta be there on time.. or dont even dare to show up to class!
anyway, i had this funny but yet ada benernya extra credit assignment to buy whole packages of an EarthQuake Kit. for those of you who don’t know, san francisco is expecting a big earthquake that was predicted to hit last year. so, we are encouraged to be prepare, and yea.. my proffesor gave us this crazy lists of foods and emergency kit to be completed as an extra credit.
hey, where can you go better than walmart? so, yea.. i came to walmart with this huge list of things to buy.. *head lamp, raisin, peanuts, energy bars, multifunction tools, and the list goes onnnn*.
i had to be able to shop within an hour, considering the traffic, going back and forth to skuL plus finding parking spot.. so i was cepet cepet, grabbed the cart, opened the lists which was on my textbook and placed it on the top part of the cart and started to ambil ambil barang.
niwei, i got everything that i needed to buy except for this water purify-er tablets. After keliling keliling for such a long time, i found out that this particular tablet is sold in the pharmacy section which is right in front of the cashier registers.
it was 3:25pm, 5 minutes left, i left my cart on the sepi aisle (everybody does that rite??), and run to the pharmacy section. When i came back, dooooh my cart was not there. after running here and there and filled the cart with bunch of stuffs.. and only have five minutes left, now the cart is missing??? GREAT.
i was lemessssss banget, plis dehhh, how comeeee. i run ksana ksini.. cari cari my cart yg penuhhh itu.. and after stengah jam nyari, and definitely late for class. i still couldnt find it.
no choice, i grabbed another cart, and started all over again. Soooo, ok, calm down," what do i need to buy???"
Noooooo, i just realized that i placed my textbook with the earthquake list on it, and now it’s gone. dangggggggggggggggggggg.
got no choice, i went to one of the associates, and ask em if they saw my cart. the answer was "NO", they probably thought, "gurl, there are hundreds of carts here, and how do i know which one is yours."
i ask 10 associates. gilahhhh, i was so madddd. bukan apa apa sihhh, uda capeeee, ngga ada waktu lagi, ngga kelas, textbook ilang, mo ngulang jg list nya ngga ada!!!
i went to walmart customer service, lost and found section, ngantree panjanggggg bangettt, and still the result was "CERO".
at last, i met one middle age phillipino associate yang kayanya pusing ngeliatin me going back and forth kebingungan. she was saying, "poor thingg lemme help you.."
and so, she brought me to the receiving section, checking all the carts ova there for another half hour, and still "NADA". HIKSSS!!!!
she was super kesian kali yahh seeing me soo bete.. hahaha, she called her manager for this spoiled, super menyusahkan lady, yang keilangan cart, along with marketing textbook on it. the manager name is Marciella..
you know what she did?? she brought this hatong of hers, and hallo hallo to the whole walmart, "attention please, to all associates, please look for a cart with yellow textbook please" huahahahhahaha.
and yeaps, ten walmart’s middle age phillipino ladies were helping me run here and there finding the cart.. kekekkekee. and yet, still nada.
after an hour, i gave up dehhh. ya sudaaa, beli lagi beli lagi dehhh tu hundred dollar textbook. i ended up ex-changing phone number with the managers, and gave my phone number to the 10 walmart associates. just in case they find it later, they know where to reach me.
as i walked to my car, i heard somebody shouted "Stefanniiiiiieeee, waitttt"
it was Marciella, and two walmart associates running towards me, i was like.. "yessss?"
we found your TEXTBOOK!!!!! hahahhahahaa.
i wenttt, "realllyyyyy… yeyyyyyy."
tau ngga, when i came in.. the other SEVEN associates were lining up, and clapped their hands!!! heuheuhuee. yiiiipppiiii we found itttt!!
i felt like a walmart superstar. hahhahaha.
niwei, pas di mobil, i was thinking, tadinya beteeee bangettt, dah gitu gara gara ngeliat ten middle age phillipino women clapped their hands joyfully, and laughed out loud bikin hati jadi Joyfullllllll bangettt. uda lama smenjak di US, especially di sf, bisa ngerasain yang namanya kaya gini.. you know, ppl are sooo individualistic lahh. juteK berat, and sooo not helpful.
ah, no wonder Sam Walton’s family are the top ten of US’s richest ppl.. their effort for applying its corporate traditions of a good team work is simpy the best thing that i can bring later to indo..
ayyyy, i was sooo blessed.
alrite babyyy, i only have seven minutes to finish up with my worK. mau pulang nihhh, and have a beauty sleeeeeeep. Yeyyyyyyyyyyy!!!
muaaaaa. zai jian >>>>>>>
....You hold my world in the palm of Your handsAnd I am Yours Forever I walk with You wherever You will go Through tears and joy I’ll trust in YouAnd I will live in all of Your waysAnd Your promises forever I believe in YouI belong to YouYou’re the reason that I liveThe reason that I singWith all I am [Reuben Morgan]
cowo tuh yaaah
"kamu selaluu argue kalo aku kasi tau something."
"karna aku tau aku bener."
"ya uda, kalo gitu kamu ngga perlu tanya pendapatku lagi"
There is one theory that I could hardly understand in a
relationship: how to restrain and control your self and not arguing back even
if you know you’re right. Essentially, you completely have to listen and
pretend that you agree to what HE said.
Over the years, my mom has taught me the sneak peek, main
course, cause and effect correlation, and yeaps… the details, on “how to handle
the most egoistic creature, ngga mau kalah, selalu ngerasa bener, and most
annoying characters nya papi-kuw.”
And I believe that her successful-ness in applying the theory
would be one of the strongest reasons on how a devastating – “living with an
alien” kind of life, could turn to be such a happy 24 years of marriage – soap opera
style.
Here’s the theories by my beloved mom:
- when
we are on a heated, escalated argument, LISTEN is thebestsmartest thing to do. Orang kalo lagi kesel suka lepas control, and say the things yg dia
bakal regret nantinya. - and even if you’re 100% sure that you’re right, just keep quiet. Agree
at the moment. - the time will come when he is proven to be wrong
- when that time come, NEVER NEVER dare to mention on what your partner did wrong –>
“SEE, told ya.”
Men don’t need us to pinpoint, they
know that they’re wrong.
I remember one time we were
planning on a family vacation, and choosing where to stay. My dad asked mom and
the three of us (bro, sis, and i), “mau yang mana nih, semua nya full book,
tinggal satu kamar di A and B.” Mom directly said a name of one particular
hotel which was the A hotel, “nice pih, kamarnya gede.. anak anak pasti suka. All
of us agreed to what she recommended, but of course, my dad preferred B hotel,
the one with smaller rooms. “Facilitiesnya lebih banyak, and lebi deket ke
pantai.. uda ini aja yah.”
We were kekeuh saying words like “Nooooo”
and “ooo meeennn” to him considering that the room was too small for all of us.
And as always, even all of us agree with the home engineer, my dad would still
be the one to make the decision. No power to say no. yepp yepp, as you can
guess, waktu nyampe di hotel B, the room was unbelivably small for all of us.
But you know cowo.. “ahhh bisa lahh bisa.. papi tidur di sofa dehhh.” And of
course pas pagi pagi smua pada sakit badan cos we were cramping in that tiny
room.
Hohoho, here we go, the “so belaga
bossy” eldest kiddo, I went, “papiiii tuh kannn ngga percaya sama kitaaa."
and as always, my mom kept quiet,
again, I said… “mihhhh marahin
papihhh atuhhh.. mami benerrr. Why didn’t you say anything?” and she was still
quiet.
When it was just the two of us, my
mom finally said.. “kamu harus belajar banyak soal ini.”
Cowo itu ego nya tinggi, walaupun dia salah.. jangan pernah
di-mention lagi, dia tau koq dia salah tanpa kita bilang.
Kamu mau dihargain sama suami atau
engga, semuanya ada di tangan kamu. Kalo everytime kamu mention, bold, underline
and MAKE SURE that he knows he did a huge mistake by not listening to you.
Percaya deh, next time, when it comes to decision making, kamu ngga akan even
diinclude in the process. Dia bakal putusin sendiri apa yang dia anggap bener.
Tapi kalo kamu diem, next time he
will make sureee that he listens to what you say.
Having said that.. jadi
inget nih.. I watched Barrack Obama on David Letterman show on youtube. Gotta
be familiar with Obama for the fact that his step father is Indonesian. Thought
that was cool.. at least ada lahhh dari Indo orang yang “hi-quality gitu..”
other than pas ditanya orang, “where do you come from” and pas jawab
Indonesia.. first respond nya pasti.. “Is your family OK there??” I was like “huhh??”
And they’d say, “yeah, you know,
the tsunami, earthquakes, disasters..”
dOOoh, yang diinget orang tentang
indo koq menyedihkan skalyyyy.. heuheuhue.
Anyhuu, there was
one part yang agak agak lucu si on the interview..
Letterman asked him, “Will he
accept if Hillary Clinton offers him the chair to be the Vice President..”
Obama frankly said, “No, you don’t
run for second. I don’t believe in that.”
When Letterman revised the
question to what about he’s going first and Hillary be the VP?
Of course lah the gentleman said, “NO
Problemo to that.”
Ahhh, ternyata, mau Barrack Obama,
mau papiKuw, mau k Joe, mau laki laki mana pun.. yang namanya cowo ya begitu
deh.. egOistic and mau nya menang. =)
ah baby, thought it was worth fighting for.
i said, it was the truth.
but
when what’s left is a wound in your heart.
i am truly sorry.
all i can say that i truly thought it was worth fighting for.
1-800 dr cinta
"1- 800 dr cinta.. may i help you?"
"doc, it’s me again.. "
"yes, how are you?"
"uhmmm, just ok.. well actually, no.. i’m not ok"
"well, that’s why i am here to help you.."
"saya berantem lagi nih doc.. again, arguing over the same classic problem, doc.."
"Ok.. saya siap mendengarkan.."
"pacar saya, doc.. He’s over protective, jealousan bangett, obsessive and possessive sekali.. kemana mana saya harus lapor, pake baju terbuka sedikit dia marah, temen lelaki saya telpon dia ngamuk.. stress saya doc.. apa sih guna nya pacaran kalo ngga ada Trust?"
"kamu tanya.. kenapa dia cemburu sampe begitu?"
"saya tanya lah doc.. katanya alesan nya CINTA.. masa cinta yah doc? kok kalo cinta rasanya mengikat dan menyakitkan? lama lama saya ngga tahan…"
(long pause)
"menurut saya cinta itu memang sometimes menyakitkan loh.. kamu harus bisa terima sisi baik dan buruk pacar kamu.. when you decide to get into a relationship, harusnya kamu sudah sadar akan konsekuensi nya. along with that, loving him unconditionally, belajar mengerti dia, and building the trust. itu kunci keberhasilan in a relationship."
"tapi doc, kata orang, character orang susah dirubah.. gimana klo dia ngga bisa berubah, bahkan sampe waktu kita uda menikah? saya pikir.. apa putus aja yah doc?"
"yah, orang ngga ada yang sempurna deh.. itu intinya.. walaupun kamu putus sama yang ini.. nanti juga kamu datang lagi ke saya.. dengan masalah yang berbeda.."
"jadi gimana donkkk doc?"
"semua nya keputusan kamu.. mau berjuang untuk dia atau gampang nya, cari lagi yang lain.."
"ngomong ngomong, dokter pernah ngga sih ngerasain stress kaya saya? ato everything always goes well.."
just to let you know dalem ati si dokter bilang gini.. "loe ngga tau aja, biar dokter gue juga sering koq ngerasa sakit.. banyak lah sebabnya.. simply karena pacar overly-protective, possessive, dihianatin, diboongin, dicurigain, and the list goes on and onnnn."
"prinsip saya, masalah itu memang akan selalu ada. mau sudah menikah juga tetep ajaaa ada masalah.. namanya juga manusia.. klo bebas masalah artinya kita udah mati donk.. hahaha. tapi, masalah bukan untuk dibiarkan berkembang biak bertambah banyak dan menguasai pikiran kita. masalah buat saya, ajang pendewasaan diri.. kalo kamu berhasil melewati masalah, pasti ada hikmah yang bisa diambil."
"ohh, gitu yah dok.. ngomong ngomong dokter uda pacaran berapa kali sih?"
"hahaha. masih bisa dihitung pake satu jari tangan kok.. cuma pasien saya sampe jempol kaki dipake juga ngga cukup buat ngitung."
"pasien nya si dokter sih pasti pasien pura pura. banyakan pasien nya cowo yah dok??"
"hahaha, bisa aja kamu.. tuh udah bisa ketawa.. uda ngga stress lagi donk??"
"mayan dehhh. kapan kapan kalo saya stress lagi.. boleh telepon dokter kan??"
anytime, 1-800 dr cinta 24/7
[you owe me one lunch for answering your call at 7am ;P]
