Several things that ppl don't know bout me

Here's the things:

1. I never lend my books to ANYONE. Not even to my close friend. It is because I had bad experience on lending it. Three times I lended it to different friend, but it was just the same; my book was disrepair. Once I even cried loud because the cover was extremelly damaged.

2. I dream about having a private corner at my personal house and create it as my library, where I can put all my books and CD's collection. At there, I'll let my kids open and read all that books and listen to the music at once.

3. I have many friends, but I only have several best friend that I trust. And I making friend with anykind of person. As long as I'm comfort with them, they can be my friend.

4. Since I was kid, I always have a best friend that looks better than me. But I NEVER, even for once, feel like I'm living in their shadow. They might be have better look, but I'm nicer than them.

5. I Believe in Karma, both good and bad. What goes around comes around. Thus, I don't need any revange. For me Karma is much sweeter than revange.

6. I treated someone like I want to be treated by else.

7. I hate being late. I'm right-on-time person. Making some one waiting for me is irritating me. Thus, I hate people who come late. And I hate to pick up someone who's not ready yet. What is the hard things about being on time?

8. I NEVER failed in my class. The lowest score that I got during college is C (Sociology subject). It was the only C that I've got.

9. I more familiar with my granpa and grandma from my mother side, rather than my parents. Thus, when my granpa passed away, I feel like I lost a huge part of my soul.

10. I've ever crying at the office toilet because of broken heart. A terrible one.

11. My first atraction was Pandu. But my first love was Ade. I like him for almost 1 years, since I was in 7th grade to 8th grade. But I had no courage to show or to say it. If I could turn back the time, I really like to say to him how much I like about him.

12. I never cheated from my boy friend



That's all. I make this, just to killing time actully, while I'm waiting to feel sleepy. Hehehe...

Grieving for Wildan

My phone was ringing at early morning, when the sky still dark.

It was around 5 am.

I was still sleepy and still lil bit unconcious. All I remembered was Ajeng named was on my HP screen. She's calling for me. But I was toooo tired, toooo sleepy then I just ignore her call and turn my phone into silent mode, continue to sleep.

I woke up and noticed that Ajeng has call me for 4 times. I should call her back, but I did not. I straight went to bath room and prepared for work. As I arrived at my office, I was drawn into my job task. I forgot to call her back.

I was too bussy just to remember that one of my close friend has call me four times this early morning. I must be alert that this must be something important. Otherwise, she -a kind of NOT morning person- wouldn't called me when it was the time when she supposed still lay on her bed and sleeping.

I must be know that something just happened.

Around 8 pm, when I was enjoying a cup of tea, I remember to call her. I send her a text asking 'what's up dear?'

Minutes later, she replied my text and delivered a very shocking news. She wrote:
'Wildan just passed away.Please forgive him for any fault he did'

I dialed her number, and heared her sad voice.

Steadfastly, She explained of what happened to Wildan. He got brain infection and hospitilized 5 days ago. Turn out, the infection getting worse, and he passed away this morning. 2 hours after she found out that Wildan has gone, she tried to reach me. But I didn't picked her phone.

Yes I knew that it must be something happened, but I never expected that this thing would be this worse.

I ended the calls with HUGE regret. I wish that I were called her back as soon as I got up, I might had any chance to hear this sooner and would be able to be there for her. I wish I were called her earlier, she might be had someone to cheers her up. I wish I were called her ... I might had less regret.

Wildan...

He is Ajeng's 3 years boyfriend. They met in Yogya, where Ajeng went to college. I heard about him first was when Ajeng visited me in Jakarta. She told me that she's in depth relationship with someone that she's trully in love with. And it was Wildan that she's told about. She shown me his picture on her phone, and said that I should meet him.

Then, Ajeng linked me with his FS account. That was when me and Wildan recognizing each other. He's kind of nice and charming person, yet open. Really like to joke and discussing about anything. Although, we havn't meet yet, but I fell like I already know him.

He told me that I shuld go to Yogya and visit Ajeng. Then me and Wildan, can finally see each other face to face. He was curios about what I looks like, since Ajeng told him that I'm childish person with Chinesse looks while I'm javaness. I said to him that one day we'll meet but not in the close time. He promised me to take me and Ajeng around Yogyakarta and do whatever I want.

I though I'll have any chance to meet him and see his face, talking personally to him. I though he won't go anywhere. I though we have enough time living a life.

I never though that he'll gone.

Not this time. Not this fast.

I'm sorry that we couldn't realize our plan. Then maybe we'll met.. in other world.


May you rest in peace Wildan.

what women needs

My dearest lecturer, Mr. Joe said to me -and to us, girl who were sitting around him- that we should stop to be very strict in choosing a man.

Sudahlah, wanita, semakin merek bertambah dewasa, pilihan akan pria akan semakin berkurang. Jadi, ngga usah repot pengen yang dan yang itu. Yang penting, cari yang BERTANGGUNG JAWAB dan yang mau MERAWAT kalian. Itu aja. Yang kalian butuhkan, pada akhirnya hanya itu kok.

HANYA ITU.

But still, I coudn't find that kind of man yet.

Ngga tau kenapa....

Why oh Why

While we were sitting on Senci food court, one of my new friend throw me a statement (or perhaps, I could say he's statement as question, since he was wondering) :

Why people like reading? I do reading, but I don't really into book. I think I'm gonna buy one book and try to read it, and finally find what the enjoyment of reading.

That was he said.

And I just nodded, since I couldn't find what the right answer for him.

Yes, I do read a book. Even my close friend think that I lil' bit looks like geek. Hehehe... But yet, I couldn't bring the perfect opinion for that. So, I just shut my mouth down and tried to drive him into another topic conversation.

Truthfully, we all have the same question, doesn't we? I wondering why my little sister love to arrange her cloths in the closet every night, while I hate to do that ( I do it maybe only twice a month ). I wondering, why people like to smoke. I wondering why people like yogurt ( that silly food, hehehe.. )

Although I do arrange my closet twice a month, I still can stop wondering what the fun thing about arranging the mess up cloths every night! I even can not understand what's the joy thing about smoking, although I did it several times with different brand of cigarette.

I've tried it, but still I can not figure it out why my little sister did that or why people do smoking.

The same thing goes to read a book. I can give you thousand reason why I like read, and why people should read. However, you can not find it by yourself just by testing to read a book. It's called addiction honey!

As a newborn child, I can not read, I even can not stare. Then I could read, and arrange a sentence. But I don't read a novel, I read Bobo. Then a grow up, I read book sometime, but most of time I read teen magazine. As I become a young adult, I begin to read novel rather than magazine or anykind of books.

As a kid, you must be un-smoker. You know cigerette, and have seen people smoking a lot, but you did not smoke. Then you grow up, you get interest to smoke, try one. Now, you become an active smoker and smoking anytime you could.

People find enjoyment a thing not through one shot. Not only by one chance. Not by one reason.

Takes time to get used to it, as it's become major part of your life. Slowly but sure, your soul find the its enjoyment. Thus, the joy can not be defined by words, by single experience or even only by a moment of time.

Yeaah... I started to talk about crap in here. Better sign out now, and leave you with disagreement (maybe) or confussion (another chance). Hehehe...