Blessed From The Past

As you guys probably knew already that I just moved in to a new villa in an area called Seminyak. Seminyak is actually a center of boutiques and decent nightlife in Bali. If you hear whole the time about Kuta, then this one is a proper version of it. You can get everything that you can normally get in Kuta but in a civilized kind. Alright, you can say that Seminyak is a snobby Kuta! Yeah, that's actually true, but for me, as am not that young, reckless, and wild anymore so Seminyak is definitely my type of thing.

And as everyone can read in my previous blog, I was talking about this certain villa which gave me a good feeling beneath. In English, the villa's name means 'The Past'. The reason I moved out from my old place was to disconnected with my past. Then..voila! I found the place that has the same meaning. Coincidence? You tell me!

Oh well, never mind, let's talk about the place then. Villa Lalu (that's obviously the name) is actually the very first boutique villa in Seminyak and it has eighteen villas surrounding a super cool swimming pool which has fabulous night view with its super sensational lighting. Just by looking at the pool at night time already gave me a sort of romantic feeling. Then don't blame me if I find someone to fall in love with in this place. Blame it on the pool and whoever designed the lighting was. Ha! The villa itself, the one that I occupied in, was actually just a normal type of villa in Bali. Yeah, you can find many villas similar to this one easily, but you can not find the same atmosphere. I felt something different right when I breath in the air of the place. It gave me peace, and I don't know how but I can see myself settle in this place in near future. So no matter how people said that I was overpaid the place, but what was it compare to the feeling I have got when I was there? Nothing. And believe it or not, even though the place was actually in the middle of one of the busiest area in Bali, but I can barely hear anything at night. So peacefully quite. Weird!

Now, let's talk about the people here. The first time I came to check on the place, I met a humble young guy who was, at the end, I found that he was the owner of the place. He was so normal and friendly hence fool me on how old was he. Seriously, I thought that he was in his early thirties but turned out he was pretty much older. Am not an easy person to make friend with, but for some reasons, I found myself easily connected to him. We were like two old buddies who were just met after a shortly break, despite on our age barrier. Too many things in common and he was like way from being boring, unlike some people in his generation. Then yeah, what else do you want to asked for, apart from a friend, someone who you can talk to, in your first day of moving in to a new place? Am pretty much blessed.

So if you guys want to know if I was still confused with my suddenly changing life, my answer would be : "Yes, I am". But for some reasons, I got this strange feeling that now that I surrounded by great atmosphere around, then I will be alright.

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Moving In And Moving On

Becoming single at certain age was not as much fun as when you were in your early twenties. So of course, a few weeks ago when I found that I was suddenly single, I was confused. I don't know why, but am not sad or devastated, or anything, but confused. The fact was, I just realized that I have never been single for the past eleven years of my life. This, actually, makes me kind of losing my grip, plus am not that young anymore, plus I was so used to have someone cleaned-up my mess so having the situation where I have to deal with everything by myself now give me a sort of problem understanding the reality. I need that so called compass that guarded me on daily basis. Yeah, am that lame!

But, as wise men said, life goes on. So yeah, the choice was having stuck with the past and questioning the situation or making the move and forget what happened. I chose the last one. Yeah, actually I myself, doesn't even know where did I get this strength from, oh..apart from having a conversation with a dear friend, who gave me a few words that kind of opened my mind that I could do this. Life doesn't end up just because of you were suddenly single. Life moves on. Whether you move on with it or not, it won't change anything. You can cry your eyes off, you can blame anyone or anything, you can question everything, but it will not change anything. Then why bother?

So my first move was giving myself a brand new start. Yeah, last night I moved in to a new villa in a totally new area from my past life. I really don't want to connect with anything from the past anymore. I mean, life goes on, not goes back. True, sometime we might need a flashback of what we had in the past, but in this situation I don't see it's necessary. What I had in the past was hard yet awesome because it actually taught me how to be strong and be responsible for everything that you've done. I have no regret whatsoever. Guess they were right when they said what doesn't kill you make you stronger.

Do you believe in destiny? Well, I do. When I had a relationship disturbance last time, I don't blame him and obviously don't blame myself either, but I put it on my destiny. Just because I was with a great guy who was totally lovable, it doesn't mean anything if my destiny doesn't include him. Maybe it sounded selfish, but for me that was the truth and I don't owe anyone any explanation. I feel bad for not having a sad feeling of losing him, but I can not lie and pretend to be. To be honest with you guys, I actually feel relieved. So yeah, somebody shoot me!

As I said above, last night was my first big move by moving in to a new villa. And I love it! When I went to see the place yesterday night, I felt the vibe right away. I don't know what or why, but the ambient hit me just like that. There was something about the place and I feel it. Then I met the owner, a young friendly Balinese guy who was totally cool. On the spot, I sealed the deal. So last night after work, I checked myself in and this morning I fell in love even more. The place gave me some kind of peace and I do believe over everything else in my life that I will be good and survive in it.

I know, some people might think that am a heartless. Some people might hate me or even judge me for what happened. But I can only care less. And am not going to justify myself to anyone whom, in my opinion, has nothing to do with this situation. I knew for sure, many people from my past, who were only knew the story from one side, would decide that am the guilty one here but I don't really pay any attention to that. I don't live my life according to others opinion. My life is about me, myself , and I. Call me a cold b*tch, but am done worrying about what other people might think of me. Seriously, it was tiring. I have so many things to grateful in life then why should I care about a small thing like that? A dear friend once said, no matter what you did, bad or good, someone will always has some ugly things to say about it. So again, why bother? Then yeah, I can now officially said that I moved in and move on.

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So Much For Her Happy Ending

This is a real true story about a woman, let say her name was Mrs. Z (of course I won’t tell you guys her real name, it won’t be appropriate), an illiterate Javanese woman who was living in an unbelievably turmoil life story. I don’t know where to start it, but let me at least tell you about her ‘not so much fun’ childhood remedy first. When she was fourteen, a guy who was a friend of her family saw her when she was playing with other kids around her house and fell in love with her. They guy, who was seven years older than her, asked his parents to proposed to her parents and asked them to let him marry her. Over some financial consideration, her parents accept the proposal and the next thing she remembered was her wedding day. She was just fourteen!

Being married with that guy for almost 28 years and having six kids and eight grandchildren, just to found that the guy was cheated on her so many times and she didn‘t know about it at all until it was too late. It was already became a habit for him. Then three years ago she met a guy, a much younger guy, who was a friend of a student who lived in her rented room and seduced her. Oh, maybe I didn’t tell you earlier but she was a pretty much beautiful lady. I can see her beauty was still out there even if she was 45. So yeah, maybe the guy was after her money or maybe he really loved her, who knows? The main thing was, she got into his charm and decided to had an affair with him. Hey, am not justifying what she has done, but everyone makes mistake in their life and nobody’s perfect. But when the husband found out about it, he was furious. Despite on how he was also cheated on her, he divorced her. Luckily, the young lad took her and marry her, maybe he does love her after all. But of course, everyone in her family, especially her children were against this craziness. They got their point though, the guy was almost as young as the oldest son, for sure it made it awkward for them. All of the children were saying that he was only after their mum’s money. They didn’t really care about their mum’s feeling but they were just selfishly blacklisted the guy. So of course, after living in some kind of dilemma for almost three years, she decided to went with the kids and divorced the guy. Yeah, as a mother, she put her own feeling aside and follow what she thought good for her kids. “I lost their dad already, I don’t want to lose them as well,” that was her answer when I asked why. Oh mother, how great your heart is!
A couple of month after her second divorce, she found out that she was pregnant. Over her naivety, she thought because of her age, she won’t be able to get pregnant anymore then she never used any birth control whatsoever and it worked in the first three years of their marriage, but when she then divorced, everything changes. God must have done His work in a funny way, if He really has something to do with this. But yeah, this news was obviously stressed her out so she called a friend who live in Bali and asked if she could crushed on her couch for a week or so just to get rid of her problem and that was how she was ended up in this island of Gods at first place. Having coming to the island only for a second time but this time as a single lady who was pretty hurting by men, she decided to had a bit of fun for herself. The third night she was in the island, she went for a ’supposed to be’ fun night out with her friend then they headed to a seafood restaurant somewhere on a beach which was quite famous for seaside culinary spot. Again, over her naivety, she rushed herself to call her kids back home in some city in Java while waiting for the waitress getting their table ready just for showing off to them. Big mistake. While calling her kids, she was accidentally put her other hand on the back of a Korean tourist’s chair without knowing that there was a big bag underneath the chair contains two laptops, one handy-cam, and a digital camera. Out of sudden, a waiter grabbed her hand and accused her of trying to steal the bag. She tried to defense herself but nobody listened to her. Then came along the polices who took her and her friend to the station. But when they were in front of the restaurant waiting for the police’s car to take them away, a man, out of nowhere shouted and called them thieves. One guy started to through out a punch and everything was out of control started from there.
Seriously guys, can you imagine running away from your messy life just to found out that you were pretty much pregnant in your middle age, got accused of trying to steal, got beaten by mass inhuman people and taken to the police station? What a curse! On the way to the police station, her friend asked Mrs. Z to handed her money to her to hide in her pants because otherwise the police will take them. And again, over her naivety, she did it. So when she said to the police that she was not a thief but she was there for eating and the police asked her if she has any money to eat in that restaurant, she said yes but she gave it to her friend which being questioned in separated room with her, the police (obviously) did not buy that. I don’t blame the police as they were only doing their job but the injustice happened when she was asked to sign out a paperwork which she didn‘t know what it was all about (I told you that she couldn‘t read and write, didn’t I?) and over her (yeah, again) naivety, she did it. And nobody even had a decency to read it for her first before she signed it out. And now, after almost one and a half month being kept in the ‘as minimum facilities as you can imagine’ jail, she was still hasn’t get any information about he case whatsoever. She didn’t even have any contact with her family until the fourth day she was there and when she finally had a chance to contacted her family, it wasn’t the police who gave her that ‘one phone call’ chance but from a girl who came to visit her boyfriend who was there because of his gambling case, who felt pity for the pregnant Mrs. Z then allow her using her mobile to make a call. OMG! Talking about justice in this country! I thought everyone is innocent until they proved guilty, but not for this extraordinary case. No wonder she tried to killed herself at the first week she was in there.
So yeah, by this coming Monday, she will be officially there for one a half month without any progress on her situation. I won’t interfere the case as I don’t write this to intimidate anyone, specially not the police. But what comes to my concern was her rights as a human. Three weeks ago when the first time I came to visit her, there she was slept on a cold concrete floor with only some pieces of newspaper to covered it. She was pregnant for God sake! Then I asked if she ever visit a doctor about her pregnancy, she said never. Then I smell something terrible, so I asked. OMG, you won’t believe what she told me. The toilet in her sell was broken and split into two since the first day she was there. She told the guard already but no one doing nothing about it. What a shame! So yeah, that day I made the police fixed the toilet and while the worker doing it, I made the police took Mrs. Z to the clinic to check on her pregnancy. Seriously, I can sleep well afterwards. I mean, despite on either she was guilty or not, but she was a human just like us. She has a right to be treated as a human, a thief or not a thief. I was seriously concern about her but I can not do anything about her case. I felt some suspicious conspiracies here as the daughter told me that she paid some amount of money to the police investigator who claimed that they were for the attorney to seal the deal to released Mrs. Z, but it was more than a week ago and she was still in there. Poor little Mrs. Z, her friend who was with her at the scene had been released five weeks ago. Did she framed her? I don’t know. I don’t even want to go that far. But I promised myself to be always there whenever she needs me, not that I knew her personally, but only over my deepest sympathy to her. I really hope that she will come out of this mess and start her brand new life soon. God bless her.

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How Far Would You Go?

Here is the thing, I practice modern Islam. It’s not that I against conventionalism, but I just don’t believe that religion ban you from having fun. As long as you stay in a right pattern, then you’ll be alright. For example, I love wearing nail polish on my toe and finger nails. Orthodox says that as a Moslem, you are not allowed to. But for me, nail polish makes your hand and feet look pretty and I believe that God will understand that. I mean, he creates women with all of their requirements and normal women require beauty. That was my excuse and am stick to it. The rest of it, I will let Him as the almighty to decide. Another example is, as you all know, I love dogs. And as a Moslem, I wasn’t supposed to petting them. But I don’t really believe that. I mean, how could He created such a lovely creature but not allow anyone to love them? So yeah, I know they said that we are not allowed to touch them but I kiss them, sleep with them, and even shower with them. Do I feel guilty? To be honest, I don’t want to think about it that way. My intention of having dogs around is because of I love them and not because of I against God’s rule so I believe so that He will understand it. Hey, He can read you alright, can’t He? I mean, He’s the one who has that ultimate power, for God sake!  

I know this one is going to be a controversy but I can not ignore the curiosity inside my heart, so here is the thing, when fasting month started I received so many message through my Blackberry, Facebook, mobile phone text, and stuffs wishing me happy Ramadan. So of course, I replied back to all of those. Only, most of those messages are written in serious words so for me it was kind of boring. Then what did I do? I replied them in a slightly relax words message with a little bit joke at the end of it. As a result, one of dear friends of mine replied me back and told me that my message was inappropriate. Then I told him my excuse that I was only trying to let loose a little bit as everyone seemed to be so serious at this time of year. My dear friend then said, “You can not joke when it comes to religious things,” I was like, “Can’t I? Really? But why?”

Then this morning when I posted my new status on my Facebook profile about how excited I was knowing that today is the last day of fasting, another dear friend of mine also commented and remind me that, as a Moslem, am not supposed to be happy that Ramadan is finally toward the end. Because (according to my dear friend) it’s going to make it just like a bad lover, someone that we can not wait for them to leave. Their departures excite us. Then I was like, NO that was definitely not my intention. So yeah, I then answered him that for me, I was always treating Ramadan as my birthday. I mean, it comes once a year, I was always looking forward to it, but I also thrill when it’s done because that means it’s time for me to unwrap my presents. Ha!

Now seriously, for me, religious things were not something that limited us to anything in life. I mean, just because it was related to God, then we can not joke about it? For me, as long as it’s not underestimating and or insulting then it was fine. God has sense of humor too, I believe. And I also believe that He forgive me and understand me when I tried to joke and let loose a little bit, even if it’s about Him. The main thing is that I was never ever tried to make fun of Him. Joking and making fun of someone were two different things. And I was never ever made fun of my God, but I sometime joke religiously…if you know what I mean. Ha!

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The Mystery Man In The White Suit

The Stig is a racing driver who appears on the British motoring television show, Top Gear. Cast as the 'tame racing driver', he is portrayed as a silent, anonymous, possibly non-human, presenter of the show, whose primary role is to post Power Lap times on the Top Gear test track and train celebrity guests to lap it in the 'Reasonably Priced Car'. He also makes various other appearances on the show, as do his similarly anonymous 'cousins'. The character was the creation of presenter Jeremy Clarkson and the show's producer Andy Wilman who came up with the idea for the revamp of Top Gear from its old format which ran from 1977 to 2001. 'Stig' was a nickname for new boys at their old school.

For years now the show producers kept the identity of the man inside the locker. To be honest with you, for me, this was made the show even more interesting, besides seeing the super trio Clarkson, Hammon, and May. There have been two Stig characters used on Top Gear - 'Black Stig' and 'White Stig', differentiated by the color of their overalls and helmet. Black Stig was used for the first and second series from October 2002 to July 2003, before falling out with the show's producers. He was written out of the show in a stunt in the first episode of series three, being launched off of the aircraft carrier HMS Invincible. In the next episode, new White Stig was introduced, and has featured for the next thirteen series, from November 2003 to August 2010.

The BBC has always refused to officially confirm the identity of the actor who plays the Stig. As a result, the identity of the Stig has been speculated on at length by the press, fans and racing personalities since the beginning of the show, becoming one of the most popular internet searches ever. Black Stig was first named by a newspaper as Perry McCarthy between the second and third series. After leaving the show, McCarthy identified himself in his updated autobiography, and is now generally named as the first Stig even by BBC media, although McCarthy has stated Julian Bailey also stood in for him also. In the era of the White Stig, several people have been linked with the role, even a returning Bailey. It has even been speculated that there is no permanent actor, with evidence at least of specialist Stigs used, such as Dan Lang, a Swedish snowmobile cross driver. Early suspicion fell on Damon Hill after an appearance on the show in 2005.

In January 2009, after sustained speculation and investigation by the press, suspicion mounted around one possible candidate, leading to Ben Collins being definitively named in the press as White Stig, although he denied it. In series thirteen in June 2009 the show revealed the Stig was Michael Schumacher, but this was quickly debunked as a stunt. In August 2009 it emerged the White Stig intended to write an autobiography, leading to a legal dispute between the show, and publisher HarperCollins, while Collins was further linked to the role with more reported evidence. On 1 September 2010, after failing to have the book prevented, the author was named as Ben Collins, with publication of The Man in the White Suit expected in September 2010. The BBC however still refuse to officially confirm if Collins "either was or remains" the Stig, simply acknowledging he is the author of the book who claims to be the Stig.

As one of the fans I was totally disappointed with this drama. I was always hoping that they kept the Stig identity as something sacred and let people play with their own thoughts about who the man was. But I can not blame them either as Mr. Collins greed was led him to make this, in my own perspective, stupid decision. Guess he was tired to be in the shadow and dying to taste some of that sweetness of sixty minutes of fame which for me, bad, worse even, decision! But hey, everyone has a right to be seen once in a while, don’t they? The main thing is that he was not that German driver. Oh how happy I am!

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Sources : Wikipedia, Google

Can You Handle The Truth?

For the last few months, everyone I knew has been putting the link about what really inside the junk food that we were love to have: McDonald. Now here is the thing, am a junk food lover. I eat almost everything that people said unhealthy. For me, the unhealthier a food could be the better it tasted. So yeah, somebody please shoot me but I am that bad.

So, when someone suggested me to check on that link (www.mcdstruthvideo.com) I was like, yeah right. Call me a freak, but of course I knew that everything in those foods is bad. The point was, do I care? I mean, this is my body and am the only one who is dealing with it, so why bother. I knew it was bad since long-long time before, but I chose to ignore it because I don’t really give a damn. The thing is, even good foods doesn’t always give you good effect. You need those baddies once in a while just to make your body learn how to deal with them. As long as you know the limit, then go for it; leave the rest to your antibodies. I mean, am not eating those junk food everyday like frequently, NO. But of course I eat them and to be honest with you, I don’t want to change this habit. I love junk food and I can not lie. Hah!

80% of people said they will seriously NEVER eat McDonalds again after seeing the link, the report says. Ho-ho-ho am not going to join those people. Thanks, but no thanks. For me is, it doesn’t matter what’s in the food I ate, as long as it tastes great and can fulfill my needs then am cool with it. Because, do you seriously believe that everything that we eat, including those that we have in a fancy restaurant that cost us a fortune, is actually healthy? Come on! And seriously, if we think of these all the time, don’t you think that it’s going to make our life miserable? Besides, this thing was not a new issue anymore. It happens all the time. Correct me if am wrong, but it happened to Colonel Sanders’ KFC before and now it’s McD’s turn.

I know, I know…am not giving anyone a good example here, but my point isn’t about the food. It’s more about the phenomena that people tried to encourage others. Seriously, do you think that all of those people, who eat junk food, McD in particular, didn’t know about the bad things inside those foods? I don’t think so. Of course they knew, or at least they have their assumptions alright, but thing is, they chose to ignore it because they like them! End of story. And those propaganda that everyone shares at the moment won’t change anything. For a while maybe, until those image faded from their mind and thing will be back to normal. Trust me. And as for me, I chose not to open that link above because for me it was one h*ll way of wasting time. Sorry guys, am a freak what can I say? Now Ronnie, where are my free vouchers? Ha ha..

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Don't Tell Your Girlfriend (A Poem)

Don’t tell your girlfriend that I kissed you
It wouldn’t happened if you didn’t kiss me first
Don’t tell your girlfriend that I was there
I wouldn’t be if you didn’t beg me to
Don’t tell your girlfriend that I was in your arms
It wouldn’t happened if you just let me go
Don’t tell your girlfriend that I text you
'Cause I was only replying yours
Don’t tell your girlfriend about my naughty stories
I was only doing what you asked me to
Don’t tell your girlfriend what we did last night
We were only having fun and it was already done
Don’t tell your girlfriend that I spent the night
It wouldn’t happened if you didn’t hide my car keys
Don’t tell your girlfriend that it wasn’t deliberately
We both knew she wasn’t that naïve anyway
Don't tell your girlfriend what I've done to you
'Cause I won't tell my boyfriend either
And don’t tell your girlfriend that I said I love you too
'Cause I was only repeating what you said before

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Am bored and this things came out in my head…nothing serious, and definitely not about certain people!! Enjoy guys…


10 Things I Hate About You - Part. 6 (A Poem)

I hate the way you say my name

With that cynical smile that suited you face perfectly

I hate when you make fun of the way I talk

Never knew that I was that bad

I hate when you checking on my Berry

Hey, I have a right to keep skeletons in my closet, don't I?

I hate when you ask so many questions

It's not that easy to create a story without notice, don't you know?

I hate the way you apologize

How do I say no when you're looking like that?

I hate that you were not a cat person

Does that mean that I can not have you in my house?

I hate the way you call me a drama queen

Even though you admitted that's why you love me at first place

I hate the way you call me a princess

That bitterness that leaves me hopeless

I hate the way you waste your time on the beach

'Cause I never found it fascinating

But the most important thing is, I hate when I have to handed you over

What can I do when reality doesn't go our way?

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To My Holiday In Goa..and oh yeah, for those who have no idea what these all about, big appreciation if you just F-off!!

Good Things Happen To Those Who...

Alright, I have to admit that am bored. Today is Sunday and I don't have nothing to do yet I was too lazy to go out because of this fasting thingy. So what else could I do apart from write? Then yeah, I have a question for you, if you have to complete the words on the title of this blog, how would they sound like? 'Good Things Happen To Those Who...'
Here is the thing, a friend of mine, not a close friend but yeah..I knew her for quite sometime now, told me that she was getting married in a few months time. Of course, this was a great news, if only she hadn't broke up with her boyfriend recently and still cried over it like a couple weeks ago. So yeah, I was like, with who? I didn't even know that she was seeing someone hence the confusion in my head. But as a friend, I have to be happy for her and show her my support, that's my job, right? Even though am not sure about it? She told me that she met the guy just over a week ago through a mutual friend and felt the connection then decided to go on with the married idea. Wow! That's the bravest thing for a girl to do, I have to admit. But as long as she's happy and knew what she was doing, I have nothing else to say.
Then of course, when this morning another friend told me about the wedding cancellation while the preparation was already 80% done, in fact I've just seen the pre-wed photos a couple of days ago, I was in shocked literally. First, of course I feel sorry for my friend. Because, unlike me, she was a type a girl who dedicated her life in searching for a husband. Yeah, she was that kind of a girl who enjoy being marriage so much hence her obsession on getting a man after her previous marriage crumbled was beyond.
But then again, am not going to discuss about that here, instead let's go back to the question I asked above. Obviously, this was a bad thing to be happened to a girl like my friend. I mean, she's a pretty girl, nice, and has a success business. Then what went wrong? A dear friend said that she was rushing it when she made the decision. So, does that mean 'Good things happen to those who wait'?
Here's another thing, when it comes to thing like this, sometime we just do what our feeling told us without any common sense involved. Besides, there's no guarantee that even if we wait, good things will definitely happen. In this case, it might not going to. Oh yeah, when it comes to love issue, it's a jungle out there! So you have to be quick and fast! A wise friend then said, 'Good things happen to those who wait, but they merely leftovers from those who act.' Thanks God I've found mine already so am not into the battle anymore. Hah!
Then another thing happened, a friend just broke his engagement up over the girl's jealousy that drove him mad. Well, as a girl I can see where this coming from. I mean, for girls the look was almost everything. Many times I found my male friends close their eyes over their girlfriends attitude when they look that good. So when your man surrounded by girls like that, you were entitle to be intimidated. But as someone who think like a guy, I can totally understand my friend too. Jealousy suck. I don't get jealous over thing like that, at least I won't bother showing it. I don't normally feel intimidated over anyone. But yeah, this drama made me kind of think, do good things happen to those who look good? I know, am a shallow person, someone said that before and am not going to hide the truth.
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This blog written on Sunday, August 22nd 2010 and the story was about no one..so even though the scenes sound familiar, trust me..it wasn't about you..at all!!

My Love Does Cost A Thing!

I know, even Jennifer Lopez tried to convinced everybody that her love doesn't cost anything, but, was that the truth? A few years ago, a guy who tried to approached me back then asked whether I was a materialistic type of person or not. My answer at that time was, "Depends. Depends on how do you define the word materialistic." I mean, of course, as a girl, I would prefer to be taken care of rather than not. Seriously, if there are two different guys came forward to approach you, one is super cute but yet super broke while the other one is not so much on the looks department but super rich, which one do you fancy? Come on, you have got to give me an honest answer here, and yeah..this question was strictly for girls only. Oh how I love the idea of girls are weak creatures who need to be taken care of. And that actually leave me one question, am I a materialistic type of person or am I just simply a girl who enjoy every aspect of being a girl? Aha!
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Booth Vs. DiNozzo

For those who love TV probably knew exactly what am talking about in this blog. Yup, it is about two TV series that caught many attentions lately, Bones and NCIS. Both are two different characters yet have this sort of similar personality. But first let me educate you guys who have no idea whatsoever about the series, those who have a busy and hectic life, hence their lack of knowledge about what is going on in the television's larger than life world. So, here is the thing, Booth is the character from TV series Bones. Bones is an American crime drama television series that premiered on the Fox Network on September 13, 2005. The show is based on forensic anthropology, with each episode focusing on an FBI case file concerning the mystery behind human remains brought by FBI Special Agent Seeley Booth (David Boreanaz) to the forensic anthropologist Dr. Temperance "Bones" Brennan (Emily Deschanel). The rest of the cast includes Michaela Conlin, T. J. Thyne, Eric Millegan, Tamara Taylor and John Francis Daley.
Created by Hart Hanson, the series is very loosely based on the life of forensic anthropologist Kathy Reichs, who also produces the show. Its title character, Temperance Brennan, is named after the protagonist of Reichs' crime novel series.
The show begins in the year 2005, and tells the story of a series of case files, solved weekly, by the unlikely alliance of Temperance "Bones" Brennan's forensic anthropology team at the Jeffersonian Institute (a thinly veiled allusion to the Smithsonian Institution) and FBI Special Agent Seeley Booth. By examining the human remains of the murder victims, Dr. Brennan and her team provide scientific expertise and an outsider's perspective to the world of criminal investigation to the FBI. In addition to the murder cases featured in each episode, the series explores the backgrounds and relationships of the major characters including the developing friendship and possibly romantic relationship between Brennan and Booth. The series has dark comedic undertones.
Alright, that was our first excitement for today. Now let's talk about NCIS, also known as NCIS: Naval Criminal Investigative Service, is an American police procedural drama television series revolving around a fictional team of special agents from the Naval Criminal Investigative Service, which conducts criminal investigations involving the U.S. Navy and Marine Corps.
NCIS follows a fictional team of Naval Criminal Investigative Service Major Case Response Team (MCRT) special agents headquartered at the Washington Navy Yard in Washington, D.C. It is described by the actors and producers (on special features on DVD releases in the United States) as being distinguished by its comic elements, ensemble acting and character-driven plots.
NCIS is the primary law enforcement and counter-intelligence arm of the United States Department of the Navy, which includes the United States Marine Corps. NCIS investigates all major criminal offenses (felonies)—crimes punishable under the Uniform Code of Military Justice by confinement of more than one year—within the Department of the Navy. The MCRT is frequently assigned to high profile cases such as the death of the U.S. president's military aide, a bomb situation on a U.S. Navy warship, the death of a celebrity on a reality show set on a USMC base, terrorist threats, and kidnapping.
The MCRT is led by Supervisory Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs (Mark Harmon). Gibbs’s team is composed of Special Agent and Senior Field Agent Anthony "Tony" DiNozzo (Michael Weatherly), Special Agent Timothy McGee (Sean Murray) and Probationary Special Agent (formerly Mossad liaison officer) Ziva David (Cote de Pablo), who replaced Caitlin "Kate" Todd (Sasha Alexander) when she was shot by Ari Haswari (Rudolf Martin) at the end of season two. Ari was then killed by his half-sister Ziva at the beginning of season three. The team is assisted in their investigations by Chief Medical Examiner Donald "Ducky" Mallard (David McCallum), Medical Assistant Jimmy Palmer (Brian Dietzen), and Forensic Specialist Abigail "Abby" Sciuto (Pauley Perrette).
It has been revealed through flashbacks that the 'original' head of the MCRT was Special Agent Mike Franks, who led the unit when it was part of NIS. He recruited Gibbs shortly after Gibbs' retirement from the Marine Corps, eventually retiring himself some years later. After Franks' departure, Gibbs recruited DiNozzo from the Baltimore Police Department's Homicide Section. The two were briefly joined by Vivian Blackadder, whom Gibbs recruited from the FBI. In the second part of the NCIS pilot, Blackadder allowed her emotions to nearly derail an anti-terror operation in Spain. Gibbs is noticeably disappointed, Blackadder is not present in the series' first regular episode. McGee first appears as a Field Agent assigned to the Norfolk Field Office. He uses his computer skills to aid the MCRT in subsequent investigations through the rest of the first season, until he is officially promoted with his own desk at the Navy Yard in the beginning of the second season.
NCIS is currently led by Director Leon Vance (Rocky Carroll). The first director seen in the series, Thomas Morrow (Alan Dale), left after being promoted to Deputy Director of DHS. Jenny Shepard (Lauren Holly) was appointed director after Morrow; she was killed in a shootout at the end of the fifth season, thus making Vance the director of the whole organisation. Ohoo..I can see that you guys are started to get into it now. I mean, seriously..the plot was very complicated, interesting, and far from boring.
Now, how do these two TV series connected to each other? They don't. But, their two different characters Booth and DiNozzo, for me, have this sort of similar charm. I mean, Booth is a special agent who has a great look and a little bit too confident with himself and so does DiNozzo. Both guys are constantly insist that girls are somehow really into them. But they both have different senses of humor though. Booth is a little bit more serious here as he was kind of closed type of guy. We don't often seeing him make fool of himself as DiNozzo does. Yeah, unlike Booth, Tony DiNozzo is a kind of guy who was always try hard, too hard sometime, to impress people hence his stupidity that makes him looking like a fool. Therefore, we will see the scene where his boss Gibbs slap him at the back of his head just to bring him back to reality quite often. And seriously, I do enjoy these scenes very much. Classics, hah!
One more thing actually caught my attention on this thing, it was how perfect the casts are. I mean, it looks like they were born to play the parts. They don't like acting at all. Boreanaz is Booth and Weatherly is DiNozzo. I know, most of Hollywood movies normally don't look for actors to play the parts anyway. More like they are looking for actors who are fit for the parts. Therefore, unlike British movies where the actors were actually acting, American movies do not have that kind of thing. Well, that was according to me, of course. So, back to our topic, the biggest things on telly at the moment (for me) was the similarity between two actors from two different programs but have the same exact charm. The charm that made me madly in love with them. Well, actually I was more like into Booth as I was obssessed to Boreanaz since he was played Angel in Buffy The Vampire Slayer plus there was a fact that I was actually dated someone who looks like him at certain angle, BUT, I can not ignore the fact that Emily Deschanel who plays Bones has this slightly annoying face that was always bother me whenever I watch the program. Hey, I did remind you guys that am a racist and I judge people by his or her look, didn't I? Besides, the fact that he was unfaithful to his wife proved nothing than that he knew exactly what kind of charm that he got and used it wisely, ha ha!

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The Chronicle Of Fasting Month

Yesterday was the first day of holy month Ramadhan. Every Muslim around the globe has to do this thing called fast where you were not allowed to eat, drink, and doing such things related with passion start from sunrise and finish at sunset. Actually, it wasn't as bad as it looks if you think of it, specially if you doing it for years now so your bodies were kind of adjusted themselves, but of course, first couple of days were always the toughest ones.
The other night before went to bed, I prayed a bit longer than usual and asked God to help me with the process of adjusting myself with this fasting thingy. Yeah, I was always do such things as I do rely everything in life on prays. Every single thing. So yesterday morning, while having my early breakfast at 3.30 AM (man, can you believe it?) I forced myself to eat a bit, and oh..you don't know how hard it was. I mean, to have something to eat while your eyes barely open? Tough. Specially if you do it alone like me as I was the only one who fast in my house, so yeah..the only company I've got were my lovely twins Cheech and Chong. Thanks God for them. So yeah, yesterday went quite well as I didn't even realize that I was actually fasting until late in the afternoon when I was so thirsty and just about to grabbed a glass of water then realised that I wasn't allowed drink any. Sigh! But overall, apart from being a bit dizzy and weak, first day was alright for me.
So here I am on my second day of fast. Big problem was that I overslept last night and almost missed my early breakfast, woke up only to found out that I only got time to drink water, that's it. Quickly grabbed my big mug and filled it with water, said my pray, then drank it. Gosh, I didn't even have time to get any biscuit or cracker in the fridge, poor me. Since nothing else could I do, so I went back to sleep as it was still pretty much early in the morning, but couldn't get a good night sleep at all. I think my body started to confused itself about this mess up time arranging for food and sleep. Oh no, I just realised that my last heavy food was at 8.30 PM last night, so that means that today I have to survive only a little bit less than 24 hours without food. OMG, hope my fragile little body can handle that. Well, to be honest with you, actually food doesn't really bother me, but water? Man, that's really crucial for me and most of other people. Specially for those who live in tropical island such as Bali with a high level of humidity, really is a torture.
I know, many of you who were taking things like these very serious would say that am not supposed to complain about it as we were supposed to feel what the needy people deal with everyday. Well then, my question was, don't they, the needy people, complain sometime? I mean, when you were hungry or thirsty and said it out loud, does that mean that you were complaining? Hmm..I don't think so. Or maybe we all just simply need an adjustment on how we define the word 'complain'. Hah!
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Marhaban Yaa Ramadhan (Welcome Hey Ramadhan)

Ramadhan or, as everyone familiar with, fasting month is the ninth month of the Islamic calendar, in which participating Muslims refrain from eating, drinking and sexual activities from dawn until sunset. Fasting is meant to teach the Muslim patience, modesty and spirituality. Ramadhan is a time for Muslims to fast for the sake of God (Arabic: الله‎, trans: Allah) and to offer more prayer than usual. During Ramadhan, Muslims ask forgiveness for past sins, pray for guidance and help in refraining from everyday evils, and try to purify themselves through self-restraint and good deeds. As compared to the solar calendar, the dates of Ramadhan vary, moving backwards about ten days each year depending on the moon. Ramadhan was the month in which the first verses of the Qur'an were revealed to the Islamic Prophet Muhammad.
As one of those Muslims, I was familiar with this spiritual tradition since I was seven as on that age I started to fast myself and never stop ever since. Oh well, kind of. To be honest with you, actually I did miss my fasting thingy once for the first time when I moved out from my parents house and felt like I had to take this opportunity to enjoy my freedom, but guess what? It didn't work for me. I was crying my head off on Idul Fitri when asked God for forgiveness. Yeah, felt terrible! Funny thing about Ramadhan for me was how I bond with this tradition tightly. I mean, am not going to lie to you by telling that am a good Muslim, because I am definitely not. I do pray but not as many as I should be. Five time a day was a bit too much for me, I have to admit it. But when it comes to fasting, I was always seriously in to it for a reason that only God knows. So yeah, this year's Ramadhan was no different and I am excited and can not wait for the month to come. And oh yeah, one more thing am excited about on Ramadhan is the food. As some of you guys probably knew already that I have this thing called sweet tooth, hence my desire for everything sweet was beyond believe, and part of Ramadhan tradition was how we were always brake our fasting with something sweet to balance our sugar level from fasting. When I was a kid, my mom was always provided us with so many sweet food during fasting month and by far I love this thing. Why? Because on normal day, we were never allowed to eat anything sweet before dinner but not during fasting month, my friend! Woo hoo!!
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To all of my Muslim friends, happy Ramadhan..let's get ourselves forgiveness during this holy month..go fasting, you guys!!

To Whom It May Concern (An Open Letter To My Followers And Readers)

Dear friends,
As you guys knew already, writing is my passion. I can write about almost everything. Part of that, I was more than thrill to hear what do you guys think of my writes, BUT, am not a super genius girl who can speak so many languages. Therefore, when you guys commented my writes in languages part from Bahasa, English, and or French, I couldn't understand it at all. True, I could've used one of those online translator to translate them but that was a bit too much for me, don't you think so? So yeah, for those who want to leave comments on my blog, you are more than welcome, IF ONLY you could write them in either Bahasa, or in English, ou en Français then I would love to answer them all. And oh yeah, I would like to use this opportunity as well to show all of you guys, my followers or just my readers, how grateful I am that you guys spare some of your precious time to read my blog while they were actually only things in my head that need to let out. Thanks guys..you rock!!
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Don't Hate Me 'Cause Am Skinny

I went out for dinner with some friends earlier tonight and during that, in our briefly conversation, one of them came up with this idea that I should cut my hair short. When I asked him where this so called brilliant idea came from, he was like, “You are too skinny now, so maybe if you cut your hair short then you’ll look a bit heavier.” I was like, “WTF? What’s wrong with my look? I mean, when it comes to weight issue, how skinny is too skinny?”

Here is the thing, I aware very well that I have a petite figure so that even though if I put up a bit of weight, it will hardly notice. My best friend in the other hands has an opposite type of body with me, so that she looks so different. People thought that am a lot smaller than her while actually I was only like an inch shorter than her. No one ever realize that unless if they seen us stand up side by side. So yeah, I was actually considered myself lucky at this point, but clearly, it’s not so much for my dear friend.

Then, this thing was kind of made me think of weight issue which I normally never care. Ever since I was a little girl, I never was a fatty. But as they said, once a girl always a girl. And as everyone knew, and this wasn’t even a secret anymore, girls are having a huge problem with numbers the whole times. We were kind of terrified with measurement almost all the time. I mean, seriously, when guys lie about their age it was normally to make them even older. While girls lie about their age to make them younger. Guys never have any problem to weight themselves in public while girls do. As a matter of fact, this was a huge NO-NO for girls. But, am no ordinary girl as I have no problem whatsoever with my weight. I know, you would probably hate me for saying this, but that was the truth. In fact, I can barely care. I mean, as long as am comfortable with what I had, I don’t care what people say. Often, when a friend asked me whether he or she looks too skinny or too fat, I honestly say I don’t know. Seriously, I never even noticed if anyone lost or put up their weight, even though they’re my closest friends. So, why someone even bother with mine?
Well, actually I appreciate their concerns, but it doesn’t mean that I will follow their advice, right? I’ve my hair short before and I don’t really like it, that’s I know for sure, so why would I cut my hair short and get back to that situation once again? Seriously, thanks but no thanks. I love my friends and I knew that they did that because of they care, but I have my own prerogative to decide what I want, don’t I? So yeah, thank you so much my dear friend but am sorry for ignoring your suggestion. I love myself just the way it is so please, don’t hate me ‘cause am skinny?
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You Are The Champions, My Friends...

Oh well, last night we were witnessed the new history as Spain became the 8th country to win the FIFA World Cup after beat Holland 1-0 at Johannesburg, South Africa. The game started quite intimidated as both teams were never won any World Cup before, so of course, they were aimed to win and looked like ready to do anything hence Howard Webb, the English referee, risked repetitive strain injury showing 14 yellow cards, a record for a World Cup final. He also sent off Holland's John Heitinga as the Dutch suspended their artistic heritage.
To be honest, the game started greatly with a lot of tackles and attempts from both team, but according to my opinion, Spain did better and created more chances. Seriously, they did. However, both team showed great defends as Holland with their Van Bommel whom specialized himself for those killer tackles that really killed Spain’s attackers and Spain with their greatest goalkeeper who seemed to me appeared as a God in last night’s game.
Toward the end, the game became more aggressive as the players were probably felt a little bit frustrated for their unsuccessful attempts. And I won’t lie to you, actually during extra time, I thought Holland played better than Spain. And yeah, I was sweat myself a bit at that point. But, my highest appreciation was for both goalkeeper, Casillas of Spain and Netherlands’ Maarten Stekelenburg, who were stood as tall as they could and did a very brilliant job on the final match at Johannesburg last night. They are an ultimate hero for their team and their country.
Well, all in, Spain did wait for the last minute to claim their victory as Andres Iniesta became an executor for the team at the 116th minute after Holland’s Heitinga got sent off for (still questioning) his awful tackle against Iniesta. I said still questioning because of, definitely Heitinga’s hand is on Iniesta’s shoulder, but only very briefly and certainly not when Iniesta goes down. So was Heitinga’s sending off too harsh? Netherlands ability to disrupt Spain’s passing left the field with Heitinga. Because it’s hard enough to contain the tiki-taka passing with 11 men. With 10? Forget about it, and seven minutes later Andres Iniesta had won the game. So it’s fair to say the result of this final was heavily influenced by Heitinga’s sending off. So yeah, maybe it is an important moment and worth a second look. But however, it was only a game and passed already. Let’s just move on and enjoy the moment.
Now, let’s talk about achievements on this year’s World Cup series. Seriously, I was like screamed my head off when Bosque replaced Villa with Torres in extra time. I mean, why? He had his chance to win the golden boot if he stayed in, but then again, I believe the decision was made for the team rather than for the player. I hate to admit it, but indeed, Villa didn’t do much in the game last night. Besides, Torres was not a bad replacement after all. Even though I was kind of objected with Fabregas came in for Alonzo as I thought Alonzo did pretty well job. But yeah, again, maybe fresh foot was needed hence the decision made. So yeah, congratulation to Forlan for winning the golden ball, Thomas Muller for golden boot and best young player (what did he win for this? Golden iPod, maybe? Hah!), Casillas for golden glove, and Spain for FIFA fair play award (they only got 8 yellow cards in 7 games which 5 came in the final!). And…oh yeah, Spain also wins a thing called the World Cup trophy, for beating all the other teams (except Switzerland) Hah!
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History Is Just About To Be Made

In every World Cup, something almost always happened that noted by the historian. This year’s World Cup has no exception, as two countries in the finale tonight were never win any World Cup title just yet. So yeah, whoever wins the game tonight, it’s going to be a huge achievement for them and their country.
Let’s start with Netherlands. This country was never become one of the top favorites to win, not that they aren’t good, but more like when we talk about World Cup, for some reasons we were stuck with those Spanish or Castilian speaking countries such as Brazil, Argentina, Spain, or even Italy who won the cup previously. Netherlands in the other hand was some kind of left behind. Some of the believers were of course still support them, but they are not in the top picks. Yes, they have Wesley Sneijder who was shined in Inter Milan last season, Arjen Robben who played brilliantly in Bayern Munich and adopted the title as the flying Dutchman because of how fast he was as a winger, and (hate to admit) Robin van Persie of Arsenal who could be the key of the team success tonight, but they were considered lucky to be in the final so far as the tough game that they faced so far was only the quarter final where they beat Brazil 2-1.
Spain has a different story. Since they won the Euro Cup on 2008, this team was unstoppable. They were in their zone of football comforts at the moment. Their self esteems were on the top of the world, hence their confidence in this year’s World Cup. I mean, come on…with the number one goalkeeper in the world like Iker Casillas, the best midfielders such as Iniesta, Alonzo, and Xavi who were always provide great passing to their sharp and super cute striker, David Villa, Spain was on the top of their performances so far. True that they were never scored more than 1 goal in every game they've been, but they served us so many fun games to watch. Yeah, am not ashamed to tell you guys that since my team Argentina got beat 4-0 by Germany, I banned any Gringo to be my top pick in this year’s World Cup. Despite on how I love Klaas Jan Huntelaar and how I considered him as one of the greatest players in football, but NAH…am all about La Furia Roja.
Tonight’s game is not only about the team battle for the cup, but also an individual battle between two great strikers in the world to win the top scorer title. Yeah, Sneijder and Villa are the top scorers so far which produced 5 goals each so far for their teams. My hope, of course, is on Villa’s shoulder as am all about ‘El Guaje’ and his teammates for tonight’s confrontation, but I can not lie to you guys that am actually kind of worry. I mean, the game will always be a game, so we can not close our eyes over a lucky factor that Netherlands had these whole times being. They beat Brazil, one of the greatest teams in the world which no one ever predicted. It was like a fight between David against Goliath, and David won. In other words, it’s impossible. They went their way through to the final almost without any boundaries. So yeah, will the fortune goddess stick with them tonight? Hmm, I surely hope not but there is nothing impossible so far for the Oranje team. So, do I lose my faith on Spain? Not at all. But, yeah…I will prepare myself for any unlucky circumstances.
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He’s Not Tall, Dark, And Handsome

When I talk about football and who my favorite players were, a friend once said that I only liked hot guys rather than great players. I was like, really? Here is the thing, when it comes to idolized someone, what was the first thing that came into your consideration? If someone, let say a great athlete, great personality, but has a face that only mom could love, would you still idolized him? I don’t. I know, am so sorry…but yeah, am kind of shallow and I won’t lie about it. Fact, that I love Argentina and they were my team like forever. Since the first time I watched the World Cup Series on 1986, when I was a pretty much a little girl, I was like glued myself to Maradona figure and the team that he played for. But, in the most recent Argentinean team, I was kind of like some of them, but I won’t say that they are my idols. No. Instead, I was kind of crazy about those Spaniards who were pretty much better looking. Am sorry, guys!
Now, at the moment, am all about Spanish players, Iker Casillas and David Villa to be exact. Are they hot guys? Yeah, for sure. Are they great players? Definitely! David Villa is one of the most valuable players in football, no doubt about it. He was only 19 when he started his professional football ten years ago. Until now, he has been played for several great teams in Spain such as Valencia and Barcelona. He was one of the key players who brought Euro cup to Madrid last time, even though he missed the final where Spain beat Germany because of his injury, but all the way through to the final, he played so well and decent. And yeah, he was also look good and decent. His baby face entitled him a nickname ‘El Guaje’ or in Asturian language means the kid.
Then, let’s talk about Iker Casillas. What else should I say about him? I bet you guys knew already what this Real goalkeeper was capable of. Since bursting onto the scene as a teenager, Casillas has been recognized as one of the best goalkeepers in Europe, illustrated by the many awards he has received. He was not just the goalkeeper, but he was also a captain. A great one too. He is currently first-choice goalkeeper for both club and country and serves as a vice captain for his club. As captain of the national side, he led a young Spanish team to their first European Championship in 44 years, his first senior international honor. On top of that, he looks fantastic!
So yeah, do I like footballers depend on their skills or their looks? I think it could be both. I mean, I still like Rooney whom I considered as one of the greatest for the future football era. And my football hero is still Maradona…so, I don’t know, maybe you guys can tell me. Do I like them for their looks or their plays? I mean, If you realized that my footballer idol doesn’t have to be tall, dark, and handsome. They were just coincidentally hot! Muy caliente! Hah!
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