Four months away

Gosh, it's so hot now. Even the air con can't cool off the room temperature. Is the dry season finally here? I don't really enjoy it, but having rain everyday is something I dislike either. Rain makes the journey home from office so frustating, because the traffic jam will get much much worse. To be in constant dry weather like now is not enjoyable too; You get drenched in sweat so fast that the perfume in your wet shampooed hair is quickly replaced by the sour smell. It reminds me of the smell of my nephew's hair after a day of running here and about.

Ah, my nephew... He's so tall now and he's not even five years old. He's adorable and is everyone's favorite. All despite his mocking behavior at times. I always have my husband with me if I'm taking this little guy out. To handle the active kid 24 hours a day is something which makes me tired just from thinking of it. Now to think that in about four months I will have a kid of my own... Am I ready for the challenge, to dedicate my life 24-7 for this little baby growing inside my womb second after second?

Please help me God...

And the way you look tonight

Someday, when I'm awfully low,
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight.

Happy birthday, honey.
And here's a cheer for our anniversary.
May our love stand strong come rain or shine...

Lovely ... never, ever change.
Keep that breathless charm.
Won't you please arrange it?
'cause I love you ... just the way you look tonight.

One year anniversary

I've been trying to start doing something new every year. In 2009, my ex-colleague (she has resigned now) told me about Postcrossing. It's a community web which helps its members to send and receive postcards to and from all over the world. I used to collect postcards and stamps when I was still in elementary school and I had fun, so restarting the hobby has been easy to do.

Today is exactly one year since I first joined Postcrossing. I have now become the 6th Postcrosser from Indonesia with most postcards sent from here to other countries. Still a long way to go to catch up my recruiter who's now the 2nd with most postcards sent from Indonesia. Yosh!

So the drama

It was for me another evening of queueing for the transjakarta heading Ragunan a.k.a. heading my way home. Except that I was quite dizzy at that time. Perhaps I was a bit overwhelmed by the stress from works.

Or perhaps the cause stood next to me. You see, standing next to me in the line was a girl who was talking animatedly over her cell phone to someone which I assumed to be her boyfriend (or soon-to-be ex boyfriend, judging from her speaking tone):

"... You know it was easy for me to get the scholarship ..."

Well, trying to be some snob, eh?

"... My parents always see to it that I get the best of everything. ..."

But why the hell are you standing here waiting for the bus? Shouldn't your parents buy you a car and get you a chauffeur so that I don't have to hear those annoying rants of yours?

That girl went on talking and talking, and somehow never stopped for a response from the other party. It was as if she got mad at this sorry dude/gal whoever he/she was, for treating her like someone unworthy. Poor chap (I'm talking about the person at the other end of the line). It has always been a wonder to me how someone could talk on and on non-stop, without giving a chance for the person he/she was talking to to give response, and that night I had to witness it. Worse, I felt like I was the one getting some pieces of her. How irritating! I grew dizzier and dizzier by minute, I felt like snatching her phone and smashing it into pieces!

Do people never think of others? It's always getting into my nerve seeing people standing by the entrance/exit doors, huddled like there is no room inside while as a matter of fact there is. Really, I think our society urgently needs to get some lessons on manners to apply when riding on public transportation. So far when taking the transjakarta bus, you can only see some etiquette poster, according to which you should give your seat to the elderly, pregnant ladies, or the handicapped passengers. I think there are more that need to be informed to passengers.

I admit our passengers, especially the transjakarta ones, are not that bad. I mean, most passengers obey the etiquette shown in the poster. It's time to teach some more etiquette, though. Perhaps the transjakarta management would care to post a poster of what to do and not to do when riding on transjakarta, on their bus stop wall? Or maybe there's a company that would like to distribute flyers which illustrate or describe the proper bus manners, as a part of their CSR practice? Somehow I think people do not act civil because they just do not know how to act the way a civil person should.

If you want to know more about these proper public transportation manners, I suggest you visit this and this one too. They seem to have described all the necessary dos and don'ts when taking the public transportations. If you want to have some laugh over some crazy things people do on the bus, something like "spitting out the window (is) perfectly acceptable (in China), bonus points for hitting a cyclist or pedestrian," check out this site. Have a bit of laugh before you have to get on the bus and face the reality again.

He's just not into you

But sometimes, we're so focused on finding our happy ending,
we don't learn how to read the signs:
how to tell the ones who want us from the ones who don't,
the ones who will stay from the ones who will leave...


I've just finished watching the DVD of the movie "he's just not that into you." Oh, I like this movie a lot! Somehow Gigi in this movie reminds me of the old days when I embarked on the noble quest of searching for my destined soul mate (gah!).

Like Gigi, I fell for a guy so easily. Like Gigi too, I did try to hang out in the place where the guy I had a crush on usually liked to be around. I went through that same period (or periods, I should say, hahaha) of longing for that guy to call me or text me, or just get the chance to meet him and have a nice simple conversation.

But boy, wasn't the rule true! When a guy likes you, he will come to you no matter what he has to go through to get to you.

When I waited and waited for that phone call or text message that never came in, actually it occurred to me that this was a clear sign that the affection was one-sided. Yet, how I loved to make a drama out of it, create an imagination too far that one day he would finally fell for me. And the cycle repeated again and again: fell in for a guy - looked forward to seeing him, talking to him, getting a call or text message from him - received no such expected response - still longed for the same thing - yet no response - tried to swallow the hard truth - saw another guy - fell in for him - and I was back at square one.

But you know what? I'm not sorry for having done all those stupid things I did, because it's true: the happy ending is you never gave up hope. So if you haven't found that better half of yours, gals, don't ever give up your hope!

Or maybe the happy ending is this:
Knowing that through all the unreturned phone calls and broken hearts,
through all the blunders and misread signals,
through all of the pain and embarrassment,
you never gave up hope.


PS:
Oh, I did prove that the rule is true.
Once a man liked me. He went after me and still did ever after all the maltreatment I gave him.
And now he's my husband ^_^


Source: he's just not that into you - the DVD
(I love the part when the guy finally realized that he was in love with Gigi. The kind of turn I wished to have! Plus he's a cutie, hahaha!)