I’m proud being a woman

Being a woman is a gift for me. I am so glad for being a woman. Here i explain to you why i love being a woman:

1. I can feel how painful monthly menstruation is. The sensation of this painful is awesome. Only woman who can feel this  painful.
2. I can dress my self up with lovable make up. I can make myself as beautiful as can be by wearing make up. So fantastic. Men can not do this!
3. I can wear the beautiful gown, kebaya, dress. The dress for women is much more than men, and more various than men. We as women can wear skirt, gown and kebaya. That’s fantastic!
4. We as women are always preferred by others. That’s why some old men said “Ladies First“.
   
5. I can go the beauty salon and skin clinic to have a treatment as i want.
6. I can cook and i can explore my cooking skill.
7. And then the last but the most important is, every woman can feel how the pregnancy feels and then we can feel how to give birth to baby. Men will not never do this. And this is the main point that differs us from men.

See,, Amazing right how God makes women different from men. So, let’s be proud of being a woman!

Alhamdulillah

AlhamdulillahirabbilAlamin. Just wanna say that word which describes my feeling. Alhamdulillah, i can sleep tight now, Alhamdulillah i don’t think about it over again, Alhamdulillah i can breathe with relief now, Alhamdulillah all the problems have been solved now. Like the old man says:

” Hey problems,, my god is MUCH BIGGER than you! “

Then, i proved it right. Every problem has its way out. Alhamdulillah.

My cheek is chubby, so what?????

My weight is 48kg and my height is 161cm. It looks ideal. But i have my chubby cheek. No matter how thin i am, my cheek is still chubby like a baby. Since i was born, my cheek has been chubby. And i myself love my chubby cheek. It looks cute for me. But i do hate when everybody contemns my chubby cheeks. Moreover my mood today from early morning till now is so damn bad!!! Heiii,, what’s your problem with my chubby cheek??? My chubby cheek doesn’t bother you, huh!?  My chubby cheek is given from Allah to me since i was born. My cheek is chubby, so what??? Does my chubby cheek disturb you? But i hate when somebody humiliate my chubby cheek.  I myself don’t have any problem with my own chubby cheek. Then, why do you make a commotion with my chubby cheek. It’s absolutely NOT YOUR BUSINESS to INTEFERE the other people’s business. Right!

Please respect me, huh!!!

Why do people always have a negative thinking to the Bataknese?

I am the mixture of the Javanese and the Bataknese. I was born in Medan where most Bataknese live and grow. My dad is Javanese and My mom is Bataknese. I love my hometown. I am proud being part of Bataknese. But as i know, many people are always negative to Bataknese. That’s why i write this post. Because i hate when people are always negative to Bataknese. They say Bataknese are hard, rough, stubborn, cruel, and have the loud sound. They always judge every Bataknese always has the character i mention above. But you must know, that every Bataknese is hardworker. We are struggling. We leave our hometown and come to another place to struggle, to have a better life, and to be success. I admit almost Bataknese have the loud sound, and hard. The Bataknese are “to the point”.  I mean, we are so honest to our feeling. If we like something, we’re gonna tell. But if we don’t like something, we’re gonna tell too. Nothing is hidden. Because we do hate hypocrite so much who are in front of us, they’re so kind. But in the behind of us, they are so damn bad, they tell our vices and our badness to the other people. We do hate that kind of person.

And what i love being part of Bataknese is, The strong sense of Brotherhood between Bataknese. I know it much. I always feel it everywhere when i meet Bataknese. My big Bataknese family do. They take care of me so much. For example when something happens to me whether Goodness or Badness, they always contact me. When i studied in college in STT Telkom Bandung, i met with so many senior of bataknese. I called them “abang” and “kakak”. They always helped me whenever i need their help. For example, when i did my big assignment, i always ask for help to my Bataknese senior. He’s bang winstem and Kak aji who always help me and my friend in making our big assignment. He’s Bang Jaka who help me in doing my final assignment. For 6 months he helped me. Everyday he came to my house and helped me in doing my final project. Moreover actually in the morning till 5 pm he works, then at 7 pm he went to college. Then he helped me after he had class or in the morning before he works. Oh god, how kind he is. May Allah bless him always ya. I thank so much to him. So much. Allah will replies your kindness to me, Bang Jaka.  She’s Kak ratna who is still my distant relatives actually. She brought me to the hospital when i was sick. Then she took care of me. And Kak Ratna and her boyfriend named bang alex who introduced him to me. He’s eki, my bestfriend who always delivered me to wherever i wanted to go. She’s Riris, my classmate and my bestfriend at college whom i told everything, and being my place to share. She always cheered me up when i was sad or down. And they all are BATAKNESE.

I ever had one experience, when i use the public transportation called “angkot” in Bandung and apparently the driver and the owner are Bataknese. And everytime i used this angkot, i never paid for the cost. It’s because they disallowed me to pay for its cost. Because they said that we are family. If somebody says the bataknese is ugly. No, you are wrong at all. Look, such as Choky sitohang, lulu tobing, annisa pohan, and i have so many friends who are bataknese and they are so beautiful, if only the Bataknese is ugly, so what??? How norrow your mind judging someone only by physically.

By the way, When i was kid, i would so angry and even cried when somebody told me that i am javanese. I was so angry. No, no, i’m not javanese, I am Bataknese, I said. But now, it doesn’t matter what tribe i am. I am Indonesian. And Indonesia has the motto “Bhinneka Tunggal Ika“. We live in the same country, and we are various. We must respect each other. So please people, don’t always be negative to Bataknese. Because actually we are the same, we are INDONESIAN.

Disappeared from The Circulation

Several night ago, there’re so many my old-friends (friends from college, friends from school) called me and asked where i am now. They said that i disappeared from them. They searched me on Facebook, Friendster, and twitter and they didn’t find me. Yes,, they can’t find me in any social networking because i don’t have social networking. I’ve deleted them all since april 2009. I just have blog for being my place to write (i do love writing), and some emails from gmail, from telkomselblackberry, from my office. And i just have blackberry messanger and gtalk for chatting. By the way the Blackberry Messanger, it helps me much for communicating with my old-bestfriends. I deleted my yahoo! account because it’s been hacked by stranger people.

I ever wrote about live without social nterworking before in this and many contradictions about it. How could i delete my social networking. I just let them talk as they want. As long as they don’t hurt and bother me. But the most important is it’s FULLY MY RIGHT for deleting them. Even some of my prajab’s friends ever said to me, “how could you don’t have any social networking such as FB, FS, or Twitter. Because you’re such an IT’s people.”. And i replied them, “it’s fully my right for having a social networking or NOT.”.  For me, it’s much more important for having blog than FB, FS, or Twitter. In this blog, i can write about everything. And it enriches my knowledge especially my english.

I often call my friends if i miss them. And i still keep in touch with them. And so they do. They often call me if they miss me. They just said that i disappeared from the circulation. Because they do wanna see me now, how do i look like now. They said that they often uploaded our pictures, but they can’t tag my pic. And there’re many comments about these photos. Even one of my bestfriends ika, she begs me to make my own twitter. hehehe. I know how much they miss me. Cause i do miss them all too. But be calm friends, you won’t lose the important informations about me. I’ll keep in touch with you all. So damn missing you all.

The Lantern of My Soul

By reading its title, i feel like such comfortable. I read the article about the lantern of soul on the afternoon, The article was great. And i a very little regret about something. Only me and god knows.  Oh,, if only time can be repeated again, i must follow my soul’s lantern. I think sometimes we have to be “selfish”, but the selfish i mean is the selfish for our goodness. Sometimes we have to ignore what people tell us, even if they’re our parents, and we have to follow our heart. I know all parents in the world want their children to be happy, and to be success. But we own our intuition, our feeling. We must know what a thing we like to do or what we want to be, and what a thing we hate to do. I mean this’s for only Our interest. Because for the love’s life, i myself can’t against my parents. What they say is always true. And Alhamdulillah there’s no problem with my love’s life. They bless us. Since the first time, they met him, they liked him. They said, “Insya Allah, he’s a nice guy. “

But I am such a nice daughter for my parents Insya Allah, i never against my parents for a whole things. I always follow what they say to me, what they want me to do. I never against them at all. Because i want to make them happy, i want to be devoted to them because i love them so much. I’m so sure that their mercy is Allah’s mercy. But we are as human being, must have our interest, our intuition, and our feeling. Because besides Allah, only us who know what the things we do love to do, and what the things we don’t love to do. We have only one life. We want to be happy with our life. Me, my self don’t wanna get lost in the ocean of my life. I wanna be happy with mine.

So, let me follow my heart. Let the pure conscience be my way’s guidance. Let me do what i love. As long as it’s on the right place. Regreting is useless. Because my love to them beats everything, beats my conscience. I know, following our parents is never useless. As i said above,”Their mercy is Allah’s mercy.”. Maybe they know what is the best for me. I don’t have to regret. Just be grateful for all things i’ve got.  I can’t against my parents. I just wanna make them happy by following all the things they say. I’m sure Allah knows what i really mean. Always lead my way, Allah. Make everything easier for me, and always give me the best for everything. Aamiin

Your Forehead Won’t Be Wrinkled By Reading This Blog!

My blog, this is all written in English. Why? Because writing in English for me, is more simple than writing in Bahasa. And the other reason, i can fluently write in English, And it enriches my English-Knowledge. In this blog, you won’t find the hard things. This blog i write just for the simple things, about my daily life, and some tips for you. I won’t write about the hardthings such as about IT. It because i always  deal with IT at work everyday, and it makes me dizzy. Moreover i write about IT in this blog, it can make me much more dizzy. So i just write about the simple things, what i think everyday, what i love to do, and what music that makes me fall in love with it. Just simple, right.

Writing for me is my hobby. I love writing. Sometimes the inspiration suddenly comes whenever, and directly my fingers dance on the keyboard, and make as many words as possible. Sometimes i spend my times after work, in front of my laptop, and write. I am so glad if people read my writing. So keep on reading my blog ya. Thank you for reading. Trust me, your forehead will not be wrinkled by reading my blog. I hope you enjoy it.

I love baby

I love baby and toddler! But the baby and toddler i mean are the behave, clean, neat, cute baby & toddler. I don’t like the brash, dirty, and unbehave toddler. I ever seen a 3-years cute and pretty toddler named Intan. I met her when i and Mas Wildan were at Ciwalk, Bandung. She was with her dad. The first time i saw this girl toddler, i was falling in love with her. She’s so cute. And from a distance i took her photograph candid. Let me see you her photos.

Look, How cute she is. She endears herself to me. Her eyes show that she doesn’t have any sin. Her smoothness, her cute and pretty face, uhh.. I love this little girl. I hope someday i will meet this cute little girl again.

Looking at the cute, bahave baby and toddler, make me want to have baby too. But then after i get married with him. Aamiin. I’m gonna love my babies much for sure. 

The Phases of Life

While i was on the way home this afternoon at my office pick up service bus after working, i saw the Junior High School. By seeing the school, it reminded me of my past school phase. There’re lots of memories. The memories when i was still being an ugly duck, at that time i wore teeth bracket. Yup,, my teeth-bracket that made me ugly. Sooo ugly. But actually, my teeth-bracket was used for my long lasting beautifulness. Now if i see my photo when i was being an ugly duck, i’m so sad but on the other hand, i’m so grateful to Allah Swt for his miracle.  What my dentist said to me please wear the teeth-bracket for your long lasting beautifulness. I prove what he said before to me. I can’t stop saying Alhamdulillah. The other memories of my school phase are the memories with my bestfriends, the memories of my unlucky puppy love, the memories of studying, and many more. Can’t stop giggling when i remember that.

Comparing my school phase and my work phase, every phase has  its own advantages and disadvantages. While i was at school, i didn’t have the responsibility as high as now.  I just studied everyday at school, and did examination. And my resposibility was i had to make the  score as high as possible for whole subjects. How simple, right! I was free of doing everything i liked. I had fun with my friends without thinking the heavy problems and responsibilities. But now i have the different responsiblities. My responsibilities are much higher than before. The advantage is i get what i do. Earning money for sure. hehe.

I believe that everything has its own phases. Like butterfly, before the butterfly becomes a very beutiful butterfly,  it has phases too. From the ugly caterpillar becomes the cocoon, and then finally it becomes a very very beautiful butterfly. Like our life, from baby, becomes toddler, then becomes child, then teenager, then becomes adult, and finally becomes elderly. From morning till night. Everything has its own phase. Sometimes it’s called life cycle.

The most important one is keep on doing our best for everything. Make every second worthwhile. So that our life is never useless. Because time is never back.

The uniqueness of being indecisive

If you ask my close friends what is my special characteristic, i guess that they might say that i am so indecisive. I myself don’t even know why i have this characteristic, where i get. Do i get this characteristic from my parents? or Do i get this “indecisive” characteristic because i am such a libra girl? It can be identified because from some horoscopes about Libra characteristic, they almost said the same, that every libra is pernickety, perfectionist, and  finally they become indecisive.

But one day, one of my bestfriend named QQ ever said to me when we were at the mini market, “ Ochie, you are so indecisive for the unimportant things like choosing what chocolates, snacks, and et cetera to be bought, but for the principle things, you are not indecisive at all. “. Yes, i think she’s right. I agree with her statement. I can be indecisive for choosing the unimportant things, but for the important things i am not indecisive.

When i am at supermarket for shopping, i usually take a lot of time for choosing-choosing. Choosing the fruits, snacks, soaps, etc to be bought. And then, mas wildan always protests to me. Hahaha. Even i don’t know why i am so indecisive like that. But for the important and principle things, i’m not indecisive at all. Like choosing the best occupation for me, and when i was at my searching time for a husband want to be ( before i met you Mas ) , i was not indecisive. I know who’s the best one for me and i knew what kind of guys for being avoided. And now, insya Allah i finally found someone the best for being my hubby (Aamiin). That’s you Mas. I don’t wanna waste my time for unsure something or unsure someone. Because besides Allah, there’s only me who know what is the best for me. I don’t know why i get this special characteristic, and i don’t even know how can i rescue it. It’s still be a mystery. hahaha

But  I am what i am. I’m with my strength, and also my weakness. And the important one is i am so happy for being what i am.