congratulations Icha & Tody

Last saturday was one of my bestgirl's wedding. They've been together for 8 years and they decided to get married since they've been part of each families either. so, that saturday, it was a sunny day, boiling hot I must say, but it didn't decrease the lovely atmosphere there. it was just a small party but everything went great. the decoration is so beautiful, the food is delicious, the wedding singers have a beautiful voice and sang beautiful songs. it was GREAT! here are some of the highlights:

They legally married! now they are a husband and a wife. awww...

Panitia bagian repot sama bagian heboh. hahahaha.
Us and the bride. she's glowingly beautiful that day. at first she looked kinda nervous but when the ijab kabul done, she couldn't stop her lips from smiling. aaahhh we're sooo happy for you cha.
Us and the chubby groom. hahaha. aduuh tody no offense tapi muka lo bener2 nggak husband material deh.. hahaha

the flower throwing section! it was chaotic. the girls out there were screaming and jumping like crazy to get the flower. you know there's this belief which says, anyone who got the flower will be the next to marry. hahaha. ketauan kan kalo uda pada kebelet. actually, ayu got the flower. but dieska and putri were sooo desperate to get it too, so they insist Ayu to take this phoyo, pretending that they got the flower. hahaha. GOBLOK LO BERDUA. liat deh mukanya yano uda males git seolah mengatakan, "apaan sih? cuma bunga doang juga.." hahahaha
at first, they put me as the frontliner altogether with margie, vivin and fiona. but we got bored easily and there's not so many people coming either, so we abandoned the front desk and blending with another audience. bad..bad..habit...
the wedding trophy from us for icha! it makes us wonder, who will be the next to receive this trophy? hahahahaha. ayu kali ya? kan dia yang dapet bunga. haha.

afterall, the ceremony went great. it was filled with laughter everywhere, so bless you guys. may you live hapilly ever after. *hugs and kisses*

everything's almost complete!!

sim udah balik! ktp udah balik! nomer udah balik ke yang lama! tinggal hp baru nih yang belooom..sama atm deng..tp gue malah lagi males megang atm. takut boros.

btw, pas nyalain hp seneng banget liat sms pertama yang masuk! HAHAHAHAHA. aduuuhhh coba lo nulis lebih dari sekedar, 'dimana lo?'. gue langsung tumpengan beneran kali. hahahaha.

now and then

Iseng2 aja jadi keingetan bedanya gue waktu kecil sama sekarang:

- dulu gue suka banget ikut mbak belanja ke pasar. kayanya seru, banyak ikan idup. sekarang gue males banget sama yang namanya pasar. macet. bau. crowded. kotor.
- dulu pink warna wajib gue. nggak mau sekolah kalo sepatunya nggak pink. sekarang gue paling males sama warna pink. kesannya too cute dan bikin kulit gue jadi norak warnanya.
- dulu gue suka banget makan timun sama bayam. dimakan gitu aja nggak pake apa-apa. sekarang gue nggak suka banget sayur.
- dulu gue suka ngegadoin saos tomat. sekarang gue nggak sefreak itu. hahahaha.
- dulu gue keriting parah. sekarang keseringan dilurusin jadi wavy doang, nggak keriting2 banget.
- dulu gue gendut PARAH. sekarang sekel doang karena kalo kurus banget gue jadi kaya anak kampung. gue pernah kurus banget trus karena gue item sumpah yaa itu gue nggak ada menarik2nya.
- dulu gue nggak suka keju sama pizza karena menurut gue bentuknya aneh. skrg itu makanan favorit banget. gue inget gue mulai makan pizza gara-gara gue tau devon sawa suka pizza. dan waktu itu devon sawa lagi booming banget gara2 film casper. hahahaha.
- dulu kaos gue gombrong2 dan males banget pake kaos ketat gitu. jijay lengket2 gimanaaa gt. skrg gue pake kaos gombrong kalo lagi males gaya doang.
- dulu gue suka dengerin lagu dangdut. jadi sekarang lumayan masih ada beberapa yang afal. gue juga nggak tau knp gue dulu iya2 aja dengerin lagu dangdut.
- dulu tekanan darah gue tinggi untuk ukuran anak2, sekarang gue malah darah rendah. gampang banget pingsan. panas dikit, pingsan. sumpek dikit, pingsan. gawat deh.
- dulu gue galak banget di rumah. suka teriak2 marah2 kaya ibu tiri. sekarang gue sih kaleum...hahaha.

yang gue inget baru itu doang. sampah nggak penting banget sih. tp seru lho nginget2nya. hahaha.

gue sedang mencari...

Gue lagi nyari teori yang nyebutin kalo dua orang yang keseringan bareng will unconsciously connected in a way, yang bakal bikin mereka sering melakukan hal-hal secara bersamaan tanpa mereka sadari. ya gitu deh pokoknya. tapi gue belum nemuin teori seperti itu. tapi gue sering banget ngalamin kebetulan-kebetulan kayak gitu kalo lagi keseringan bareng sama seseorang.

Dulu waktu masih tinggal sekostan sama sukma dan kemana-mana selalu nempel berdua kayak biji itu sering banget gue sama dia ngomong suatu hal yang sama dan keluarnya bareng, lupa sih persisnya apa. tapi waktu dia uda pindah kostan dan gue masih attached sama dia, pernah gitu ke kampus taunya baju kita kembaran. jadi seharian itu gue sama sukma nggak mau deket-deket soalnya keliatan kayak anak panti. jadi jauh2an gitu, dan pas sore2 makan bareng gue pake pashmina jadi bajunya ketutupan. hahaha. trus sering banget gue ganti baju di detik2 terakhir sebelum berangkat ke kampus, taunya ketemu sukma lagi pake baju yang tadinya mau gue pake. sukma juga suka gitu. hahaha.

pernah juga ada masanya gue kemana2 lagi bareng viraaa terus. dan emang gue sama vira yang paling nggak ada rahasia gitu kan. nah itu juga sering banget ngomong sesuatu barengan. atau dia sms gue persis pas gue juga lagi ngetik sms buat dia, sebaliknya juga gitu. yang paling aneh sih waktu pas kapan gue iseng nyanyi2 lagu BBB tapi liriknya gue rubah2 gitu. dari 'diskonya bubar' jadi 'tutur tinular'. anjing, itu menurut gue uda pikiran one of a kind banget kan tuh? taunya besoknya gue tau dari temen gue, dia denger gue nyanyi2 'tutur tinular' itu terus ngomong, "hahahaha. kok lo sama ira nyanyiannya sama sih??" DOENG! jadi ternyata dia juga ngerubah lirik yang sama itu padahal kemarennya itu vira di rumahnya yang jauh banget dan gue dikostan. hahaha. itu freak banget lho.dan tambah aneh lagi waktu tau ternyata gue sama dia sama2 lahir di pagi hari lebaran. cuma beda satu taun aja. ngahahaha. ih itu aneh banget. tapi kalo baju samaan sih hampir nggak pernah, karena selera baju beda banget. tapiii kalo warna baju samaan lumayan sering terutama kalo lagi in the mood for hitam-hitam. hahahahaha.

sekarang setelah gue back for good ke jakarta, hari-hari gue banyakan sama kania kan. ditambah gue sama kania lagi bikin kebaya bareng, jadi fitting bareng terus ke penjahit ini. awalnya sih nggak ada sama2an gitu sama dia. lama2 mulai kerasa deh aneh2nya. hahaha. jadi pernah pas kapan gue ke penjait datengnya nggak bareng, taunya hari itu sama2 pake legging abu2 sama kaos putih. terus sandalnya sama PERSIS SIS SIS sampe ke warna, model dan mereknya. terus pas kita janjian mau pake high heels dan jalan di PS, kita berangkatnya sama2 pake flats dulu soalnya mau ke kampusnya dia dulu bentar. eh pas di ps ganti sepatu, high heels gue sama dia kembar! bener2 kembar cuma beda warna aja. dia abu2 gue beige gitu. asu. kemaren juga jackpot sih, gue fitting baju lagi. lagi-lagi sandalnya samaan tp yaudahlah yaaa nah surprise-nya baru pas buka baju. ternyata bh gue samaan sama kania!!! hahahaha. yayaya kedekatan ini mulai menakutkan...

you know you're indonesia when....

I found this in one of my friend's blog. enjoy! maybe you'll find yourself in one of these points. hahaha.

Your stomach growls when you don’t eat rice for a day.

You believe kecap ABC could turn bad cooking to gourmet food.

You talk during a movie.

You eat fried rice in the morning.

You think Rhoma Irama is kampungan.

You are willing to travel 25 miles to buy tahu and tempe.

You are very good at avoiding potholes and other road hazards.

Your local McDonald’s serves rice and sambal.

You think Supermi is a staple food.

You have ever tried passing a Rp 50 coin as a quarter in a US vending machine/pay phone.

You have ever successfully bribed a police officer.

You have ever successfully bribed a customs officer.

You do your shopping in Singapore.

Your drivers license claims you are 5 years older then you really are.

You have ever legally bought pirated software.

You have ever been forced to memorize UUD’45.

You have bought something from a barefooted street peddler.

You have ever eaten something sold off a cart on wheels.

The first thing that comes to mind when hearing the word “Jakarta” is “macet”.

Someone you know has ever ridden on top of a train.

Your daily commute includes thinking up new ways to ride the city bus for free.

You don’t mind people being late.

You think standing in line is a waste of time.

You have tried every Monday of your youth trying to avoid upacara bendera.

You have used a mosquito repellant that looks like a coil and is lit on one end.

You use the terms “Ni yee”, “-lah” and “Ih, jijay” on daily basis

You know what Pancasila is, what it means and know it by heart.

You complain that movies in America don’t have sub-titles.

Your daily conversation may include enactments of TV commercials.

Your whole class has ever cheated on a test, and gotten away with it.

You have ever spent the night before an exam looking for someone who sells the questions.

You like the smell of terasi.

You think the Thomas Cup is equal to the Super Bowl.

You can name a manufacturer of shuttlecocks/badminton birdies.

You have ever ridden in a motor vehicle with three wheels.

You miss your maid during laundry day.

Your clothing has brand names printed on it that is visible from 50′ away.

You attend weddings only until you are done eating.

You have attended weddings that you are not invited to.

You have a can of Baygon on your kitchen table.

You make major decisions based on gengsi.

Someone in your family has extra pockets in his outfit to hide cookies from the all-you-can-eat bar.

You have paid more then $1000 to get your name on your license plate.

When watching TV you regularly find that all the channels broadcast the same thing.

You know more than 10 acronyms/abbreviations.

You have one of those gigantic 5000 watts stereo system even though you can’t turn it as loud as you can since you live in a crowded neighborhood.

Your Toyota Kijang is packed with bull bar, fog lights, roof rail, car alarm, expensive car audio, gold plated emblems, tail light “protector”, racing steering wheels, sports muffler, lowered suspension, 17 inch wheels with expensive tires, etc. Yet you find them not gaul enough.

You are able to squeeze 15 passengers in your Toyota Kijang.

You refuse to buy unleaded gas for your imported car even though it costs less than 20 cents a liter.

You have your drivers license at the age of 14.

You got it without any driving tests.

You are unfamiliaYour stomach growls when you don’t eat rice for a day.

You believe kecap ABC could turn bad cooking to gourmet food.

You talk during a movie.

You eat fried rice in the morning.

You think Rhoma Irama is kampungan.

You are willing to travel 25 miles to buy tahu and tempe.

You are very good at avoiding potholes and other road hazards.

Your local McDonald’s serves rice and sambal.

You think Supermi is a staple food.

You have ever tried passing a Rp 50 coin as a quarter in a US vending machine/pay phone.

You have ever successfully bribed a police officer.

You have ever successfully bribed a customs officer.

You do your shopping in Singapore.

Your drivers license claims you are 5 years older then you really are.

You have ever legally bought pirated software.

You have ever been forced to memorize UUD’45.

You have bought something from a barefooted street peddler.

You have ever eaten something sold off a cart on wheels.

The first thing that comes to mind when hearing the word “Jakarta” is “macet”.

Someone you know has ever ridden on top of a train.

Your daily commute includes thinking up new ways to ride the city bus for free.

You don’t mind people being late.

You think standing in line is a waste of time.

You have tried every Monday of your youth trying to avoid upacara bendera.

You have used a mosquito repellant that looks like a coil and is lit on one end.

You use the terms “Ni yee”, “-lah” and “Ih, jijay” on daily basis

You know what Pancasila is, what it means and know it by heart.

You complain that movies in America don’t have sub-titles.

Your daily conversation may include enactments of TV commercials.

Your whole class has ever cheated on a test, and gotten away with it.

You have ever spent the night before an exam looking for someone who sells the questions.

You like the smell of terasi.

You think the Thomas Cup is equal to the Super Bowl.

You can name a manufacturer of shuttlecocks/badminton birdies.

You have ever ridden in a motor vehicle with three wheels.

You miss your maid during laundry day.

Your clothing has brand names printed on it that is visible from 50′ away.

You attend weddings only until you are done eating.

You have attended weddings that you are not invited to.

You have a can of Baygon on your kitchen table.

You make major decisions based on gengsi.

Someone in your family has extra pockets in his outfit to hide cookies from the all-you-can-eat bar.

You have paid more then $1000 to get your name on your license plate.

When watching TV you regularly find that all the channels broadcast the same thing.

You know more than 10 acronyms/abbreviations.

You have one of those gigantic 5000 watts stereo system even though you can’t turn it as loud as you can since you live in a crowded neighborhood.

Your Toyota Kijang is packed with bull bar, fog lights, roof rail, car alarm, expensive car audio, gold plated emblems, tail light “protector”, racing steering wheels, sports muffler, lowered suspension, 17 inch wheels with expensive tires, etc. Yet you find them not gaul enough.

You are able to squeeze 15 passengers in your Toyota Kijang.

You refuse to buy unleaded gas for your imported car even though it costs less than 20 cents a liter.

You have your drivers license at the age of 14.

You got it without any driving tests.

You are unfamiliar with electric stove.

You are even more unfamiliar with microwave ovens.

If you‘re a student, your main purpose in life is to succeed in UMPTN and get into a Universitas Negeri.

If you‘ve graduated from college, your main purpose in life is to find an easy job with big salary at a foreign company even if you have to stay unemployed for five years to find one.

If you finally got a job, your main purpose in life is now to get a wife/husband that’s rich, from a “good” family, and the most importantly good looking in order to memperbaiki keturunan.

You‘re proud to be Indonesian - and you pass these jokes on to allyour Indonesian friends!

r with electric stove.

You are even more unfamiliar with microwave ovens.

If you‘re a student, your main purpose in life is to succeed in UMPTN and get into a Universitas Negeri.

If you‘ve graduated from college, your main purpose in life is to find an easy job with big salary at a foreign company even if you have to stay unemployed for five years to find one.

If you finally got a job, your main purpose in life is now to get a wife/husband that’s rich, from a “good” family, and the most importantly good looking in order to memperbaiki keturunan.

You‘re proud to be Indonesian - and you pass these jokes on to allyour Indonesian friends!

this week's secret

I got this picture from postsecret, and this thing occurred in my mind sometimes. without trying to be all too confidence of myself, I want to explain that there was a time when I really didn't have a clue about my talents. artsy stuffs? zero. fashion? I'm mediocre, eventhough I'm not bad. household things? effing zero. etc etc. Until I realized that I like writing so much. eventhough sometimes I only writes about unimportant things, unuseful for people, but I love it. there's where I can spill all my thoughts and dreams away. along the way, my friends found out about it. many of them convinced me to be a professional journalist once graduate from college or even to write my own book. my own stories. I really really want to do that actually except I want to do it after I travel somewhere or at least when I already have a settle carreer. I just want my writes contain of brand new informations I can share, or at least interesting life as a carrer woman I can share. but, everytime I start to write something for publics, any kind of form, this thought above always always bugging me. and this also always stop me from being creative. I usually stopped in the middle of some stories I wrote, because I'm affraid it would means anything to anyone but myself, people will judge, I'm sure they will, and I'm affraid, they won't like my stories. too childish, too cheesy, too plain, and etc. In my case, mostly I felt they would think it's too plain, mediocre. when people write about something, I'm sure they kind of release their inner self, part of their self in the stories. as for me, I write about things I can't get, things I can't afford, so I kinda build a brand new ideal world for me in stories, where I hope I can get or go through what the main character got or gone through. and I'm affraid people will dislike my inner self which will means, they don't like my thoughts either.

I know in everything they will always people who judge and support your work. there will always be two sides for sure. but still the thought always haunted me, and stop me from creating my ideal world, because it always made me feel unsure and disoriented. so I aways stopped in the middle.

there was a burglar broke into my house yesterday,

I still don't have the power to write the complete story. losing something is never easy for everyone. maybe I'll go with some facts.

The Bad Things:
1. I loss my phone. I bought it with my own money, my scholarship money. and I can say I have to dried out my bank account to get it.
2. i don't have another wallet. the one that they stole was my only wallet in this world. beside the ababil's wallets hidden in the very back part of my cupboard. eversince the tragedy, I have to borrow my mom's wallet eventhough none of it was really my style but I have to feel satisfied with it.
3. There's only 150thousands left in my wallet. But lately I've been trying to save some of my money since I've been too busy on spending it until I realized that there's not much left in my bank account. just when I decided to do some saving, the burglars took my money. Great.
4. Insecurities. I think we should move out from this area for a better condition. but not everyone in this house has the same thoughts. and I'm pretty upset with it.

The Good Things:
1. They didn't took my laptop. there's my thesis and thesis material in it. I'll hang myself if they ever do that to me.
2. They didn't hurt me and my mom. not even a bit. and I'm very grateful by the fact.
3. I have a reason to buy a new phone! actually, I've been bored with my phone since suddenly it became too common. my mom promised me to buy me a new one when she got her credit card back. yay!
4. Being more careful. I've been too careless about my things. I never really put attention where to put it in my room. and I've been too consumptive lately. For years, I couldn't afford many things I wanted and I thought about how unlucky I was for not being able to buy everything I wanted while everyone around me got it with no single effort. felt intimidated by my own condition. I was sad. I was angry. but God has been kind to me. He fixed my family's condition. we get better everyday. But then, I'm back to my old self. where I can always have what I want everytime I want it. I started to take everything for granted. I shopped a lot. I think I should give more appreciation towards my parent's work and my own work, knowing the source of money and how it's not easy to get them. to get the amount of money my parents earn since I couldn't even produce a single penny. I hope if I hold a great amount of money in my hand later, I have to use it more carefully and wisely. and never look down on people. no matter how great your things are, there will always people above you.