31 July 2010
29 July 2010
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.
They need to let it out.
28 July 2010
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 want.”
“My horse and my dog are thirsty too.”
“So sorry, but animals aren’t allowed in here.”
The man was very disappointed because his thirst was great, but he could not drink alone; he thanked the man and went on his way. After traveling a lot, they arrived exhausted at a farm whose entrance was marked with an old doorway that opened onto a tree-lined dirt road.
A man was lying down in the shadow of one of the trees, his head covered with a hat, perhaps asleep.
“Good morning,” said the traveler. “We are very thirsty – me, my horse and my dog.”
“There is a spring over in those stones,” said the man, pointing to the spot. “Drink as much as you like.”
The man, the horse and the dog went to the spring and quenched their thirst. Then the traveler went back to thank the man.
“By the way, what’s this place called?”
“Heaven? But the guard at the marble gate back there said that was heaven!”
“That’s not heaven, that’s hell.”
The traveler was puzzled.
“You’ve got to stop this! All this false information must cause enormous confusion!”
The man smiled:
“Not at all. As a matter of fact they do us a great favor. Because over there stay all those who are even capable of abandoning their best friends…”
Source: Paulo Coelho - Heaven and Hell
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
27 July 2010
The two contrast images are these:
Expenditure on food for one week: 375.39 Euros or $500.07
Favorite foods: fried potatoes with onions, bacon and herring, fried noodles with eggs and cheese, pizza, vanilla pudding
Expenditure on food for one week: 685 CFA francs, or $1.23
Favorite foods: soup with fresh sheep meat
What do you eat today? I guess no matter what you eat, delicious or not, cheap or expensive, homemade or fast food; we should be thankful.
Via Amusing Planet
22 July 2010
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.
Okay, friend, so long.
From now on I have to accept the reality that you actually are not my friend anymore.
19 July 2010
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.
And I'll be famous!
So guys, wait for my new single :)
Who doesn't have it?
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.
15 July 2010
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.
How can you make me fall apart
Then break my fall with loving lies?
It's so easy to break a heart;
It's so easy to close your eyes.
How can you treat me like a child
Yet like a child I yearn for you?
How can anyone feel so wild?
How can anyone feel so blue?
I can't believe that this song could have been so applicable to me. But thank goodness, I am sober now :)
This is a snapshot of Katie Melua's show. It wasn't the most incredible show, but it definitely wasn't disappointing.
14 July 2010
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 with the flow. My housemate thought that Spain would win (no, my housemate is not called Paul; and he doesn't happend to be an octopus). My boyfriend was in favour of England, Spain, Brazil, and a bit of Germany. Ah, actually he was for the best team. So, there I was, clueless about which team would win the world cup 2010.
Then, when Holland was in the final, I was really enthusiastic about it. I bought some orange stuffs. I watched the match in the midst of so many orange fans in North Sea Jazz - squeezed in the midst of giant Dutch people. And I enjoyed it!
When Holland lost, I was so disappointed. I wasn't crying, like some other people in North Sea Jazz, or like some of my colleagues; but I was upset.
I found myself feeling sorry for the Oranje's lost, feeling upset with the referee, with Spain. I got irritated when I read news about Holland losing. To conclude, I felt as sad as other (normal) Dutch people felt.
I was surprised with these facts, and asked myself "what are you, Nia?"
Here I am, questioning about my true identity. However, the fact that I might be (hopefully, partly) naturalised, I still want to go home to Indonesia. There lies my dream and future. But when is that? Only God knows.
12 July 2010
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 menghadapinya. "Tergantung respon Anda dari tindakan dan godaan yang bisa dihitung sehat atau tidaknya," tegasnya.
Via Kompas Female. To read the other 7 mistakes, click here
7 July 2010
Is anyone familiar with this Jip en Janneke book?
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?
6 July 2010
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.
What's it gonna be? We'll see! But at this moment, let's sing, "Nederland, oh, Nederland, jij bent de kampioen!!!"
2 July 2010
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?
I love my boyfriend. I love our relationship. However, I start to feel that I fall in love with my job.
What to do, oh, what to do?