"Give me one hundred men who fear nothing but sin and desire nothing but God, and I care not whether they be clergyman or laymen, they alone will shake the gates of Hell and set up the kingdom of Heaven upon the earth.”
Found this article while I was having my quality time, studying about (digital) marketing trend. Yet, this video, which was discussed in the article, conveyed another meaning to me.
That people just want to be listened to.
Some people really long for attention, someone they can talk with, someone that want to listen to their same, old, boring stories (or maybe new stories, but sappy and again, boring).
They just need someone. A friend, if I can conclude.
In this coming weeks, let's find these people in our surroundings. Maybe they are our parents, our siblings, our classmates, our housemates, colleagues, neighbours, our grandparents that you haven't talked for a while.
Nez, it is even more hillarious that I read this blog this afternoon. I hope this post will be also an inspiration for you.
A man, his horse and his dog were traveling down a road. When they were passing by a gigantic tree, a bolt of lightning struck and they all fell dead on the spot. But the man did not realize that he had already left this world, so he went on walking with his two animals; sometimes the dead take time to understand their new condition…
The journey was very long, uphill, the sun was strong and they were covered in sweat and very thirsty. They were desperately in need of water. At a bend in the road they spotted a magnificent gateway, all in marble, which led to a square paved with blocks of gold and with a fountain in the center that spouted forth crystalline water. The traveler went up to the man guarding the gate. “Good morning. What is this beautiful place?” “This is heaven.” “How good to have reached heaven, we’re ever so thirsty.” “You can come in and drink all you wan…
It says that coffee can tell something about your character. Among the choices, I chose these two: black coffee and Espresso.
Kopi hitam menggambarkan pribadi yang ambisius, fokus, pekerja keras, dan senantiasa "diburu-buru" target yang ia tetapkan sendiri. Bicara asmara, peminum kopi hitam adalah tipe pragmatis sehingga butuh usaha ekstra keras untuk memunculkan sisi romantis mereka.
Espresso menunjukkan tipe individu yang suka memimpin atau sosok yang selalu perlu kekuatan untuk memompa rasa percaya dirinya. Mereka adalah pekerja keras yang tak lantas menyerah hanya karena pernah gagal. Dalam urusan percintaan, mereka adalah orang yang berpengalaman, selalu menarik di mata lawan jenis, tapi kesetiaannya agak diragukan.
I pretty much agree with the good ones; but, that I might not always be faithful? Come one! :P
I thought that you were my friend – apparently I was wrong.
It is really annoying when someone ignored you and pretended that you don’t exist. I would only do that when that particular person is super annoying that I can no longer stand and talk to.
And you treat me exactly like this.
I thought we were friends, because friends wouldn’t do this. Friends would talk things and try to find the way out, but apparently I was wrong.
Does friendship exist? Because it seems that I started to lose some so-called friends lately.
Ah well, friend. I thought you were my real friend, but apparently I was such a fool. These 8 years definitely mean nothing to you, rite?
I guess the only thing that still exists now is a friend with benefit: when someone, whom you call a ‘friend’ is no longer beneficial for you, when that ‘friend’ is no longer your partner in crime, no longer share the same principles or belief, no longer ‘the friend that you used to know’, then you kick him or her out.
If being a singer is this easy, I could be a very famous Indonesian singer. This is a new single of Alyssa Soebandono: Cerita Cinta Kita
Let's take a good look. Her voice? Mine might be slightly better Her look? Mine is about the same, if not a little less (or better?) :P Her body? Maybe hers is thinner, but I could work out, rite?
See, I would be able to launch a single, too. What I need is just a crappy, very Indonesian-mainstream music, very highly commercial producer, very good video clip maker, and be on thet music programs, like Dahsyat or Dering.
Everybody is or has been going through hard time in his life. Whether it is simply an exam, the thesis that has to be submitted very soon, a work deadline; or some other 'harder' hard time like financial issue, love problem, or family issue.
There are some sayings that have always been a big encouragement for me: 1. What doen't kill you makes you stronger 2. Everything happens for a reason. 3. Let go and let God. 4. (And this one in Bahasa Indonesia: Click here) 5. There is always an end of every sorrow.
All these sayings are an ecouragement to move forward, to learn some lessons from it, to let the more powerful One to help, and to remember that the hard time will not last forever.
If you are in the middle of a hard time, I hope these sayings can be too an encouragement for you.
This song below was sung last Sunday during service. I hope this song can be a soundtrack for you, Dita.
I have heard this song a thousand time. I guess I heard this song in the UK for the first time, when I was working as a waitress, 6 years ago? But, I have never understood the real meaning of this song. I thought this song was about living a wild life as a twentier, like Jamie Cullum's Twenty Something. Yet, this song apparently has a deeper meaning.
And I just discovered it last week, during North Sea Jazz 2010.
How can I think I'm standing strong, Yet feel the air beneath my feet? How can happiness feel so wrong? How can misery feel so sweet? How can you let me watch you sleep, Then break my dreams the way you do? How can I have got in so deep? Why did I fall in love with you?
This is the closest thing to crazy I have ever been Feeling twenty-two, acting seventeen, This is the nearest thing to crazy I have ever known, I was never crazy on my own… And now I know that there's a link between the two, Being close to craziness and being close to you.
This year is my 8th year being abroad, and finally I suffer from this identity crisis. This is something that I have kinda expected to happen.
Third Culture kid actually refers to those who, as children, have spent some of their growing up years in a foreign country, and who don't have a sense of belonging to the passport country. But, I feel that I can relate to this term, too.
From my (almost) 26 years living in this earth, I have spent 8 years in a foreign country: Holland. To make things more complicated, I am Chinese by ethnic; but my passport says I am Indonesian. I speak Bahasa Indonesia, English and Dutch (in fluency order), and understand a tiny bit of Chinese.
These facts make me a Third-Cultur Student (just because my initial purpose of stay abroad was to study).
I realised that I suffer from identity crisis two days ago, just when Holland lost the world cup game against Spain.
When the world cup started, I initially didn't have particular team that I liked. I just went …
This is the mistake that I could (not can) kinda relate to :P
Kesalahan 3: Pencandu seru-seruan Setelah hubungan putus-sambung dengan Mr. Big di musim ke-3, Carrie akhirnya mendapati dirinya dalam hubungan yang baik dengan Aidan yang memperlakukannya dengan sangat baik. Namun, ia masih tertarik dengan upaya tarik-ulur dari Mr. Big. Meski Mr. Big sudah menikah dan Carrie sudah memiliki pasangan, mereka berselingkuh dari pasangan masing-masing.
Diagnosis: Ada beberapa orang yang disebut dengan pencandu "seru", ujar Orboch. Meski sebaik apa pun hubungannya dengan pasangannya, mereka akan selalu merasa tertarik dengan sesuatu yang tak seharusnya ia miliki, karena itu memberinya aliran adrenalin.
Perbaiki: Carrie secara terus menerus menempatkan diri sebagai korban pasif. Ia seharusnya mengambil tanggung jawab dari tindakannya dan melakukan sesuatu untuk menghentikannya. Menurut Orbuch, akan selalu ada godaan dan kerlingan dari para mantan, dan tergantung pada Anda bagaimana menghada…
This is a Dutch children book that is very familiar among Dutch children, from generation to generation. These characters are so simple, so does the story. I also like it (although I like Pluk! better).
Accidentally, when I was blog walking, I came across this blog, which hasn't been updated in a while, with a blog post about an Indonesian version of Jip en Janneke: Tono dan Tini.
This is actually another proof that the Dutch has (had) quite significant influence to Indonesian culture.
Can I still buy this Toni dan Tini book? Hm,... dimana ya?
I just finished watching the match between Holland and Uruguay. And, as you may have read or also have seen, Holland won with 3 - 2. Sweeet! It means Holland has secured a place in Final match, against, only God knows who (to be honest, I hope it is Spain!).
Speaking of Holland, it is definitely a great achievement for de Oranje to be in the Final match. The last time they were on World Cup Final was in 1978, the era of Johan Kruiff (of which I so love the quote: "elke nadeel komt met een voordeel"). Holland lost against Argentina, the host. Four years before 1978, Holland was again in the Final, this time against its current potential enemy, Germany - and lost!
So, being in the Final is a BIG deal for Holland and the Dutch. All people in Holland are cheering for de Oranje. The expats, immigrants, international students, and even Limburg people, who usually feel not-that-Dutch, are all supporting de Oranje.
Falling in love is beautiful, especially when both parties agree upon similar terms and conditions, and no internal or external issues that may disapporve the deal. In my case, it is almost as beautiful as the word Love may sound, yet with a little limitation.
I am falling in love with my job, and I cannot love it as much as I should love our relationship.
The plan, which is the Trending Topic in our relationship, is to go back to Indonesia this year or, max, next year, and start our life over there. Stefy will help his parents to run the family business, I will be helping him, while I will work as a lecturer in a university and also work as a consultant.
We will get married somewhere in 2012. We will have two kids, max three. We will live in the neighbourhood of our parents' house, and we will get involved with various social works.
That is The Plan.
And now I was wondering what will happen if I love my job that I want to stay a bit longer, maybe two years?