I think I've been imagining all this.
I think I'm feeling something weird inside my chest but I don't know why. It's like reaching for that cookie jar while you know that your hand is gonna be trapped shut inside it if you ever try to reach for the cookie.
Yet you try anyway.
And out of fear that you might get stuck or injured, you let your hand dangle. In-between reaching the cookies, already touching the tips of the chocolate-filled crust but unwilling to grab it in case the lid shuts.
And all around you people are laughing behind your back. "Nice try," they'd say. Or "Only morons would do something that they know is filled with risks."
But sometimes, you get your hand out of that jar. Because in a dangling position, your hand gets tired after all. Sometimes, you're distracted by all the pretty things in the cabinet. The lollipops, the cotton candy, chocolate caramel bars, Krispie Treats, gumballs, colorful, delicious, seductive. But no matter what, eventually, you end up glancing at the jar. Wondering what it it would be like to take a bite.
Because from what I hear, chocolate chip cookies give you the best comfort and warmth.
Even the most average one. Even the misshaped ones. But if you want to take a bite, then you have to insert your hand wholly inside the jar. Feel the lid shut down on you, causing you to cry in pain. Cursing at yourself for being such an idiot. You knew this was going to happen. Yet you did it anyway.
I guess this is what makes a human being; a mix of bravery and stupidity.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
youtube this
...due to the demand from a certain friend in my lat post *wink* I am finally updating this blog. I'm sorry, bloggy. I've just been very wrapped up in work and report-making. Hey now that I work part-time at a bookstore, I get to read books I don't really have to buy, right, so yesterday I read A Lion Named Christian which is a true story about two Australian guys' heart-warming relationship with their pet lion they bought in Harrods in London in 1971.
I picked up that book because, well, I admire lions. Not surprising since my star sign is symbolized by them and they rule the jungle. I love the feeling of leading something. Lions are known to be affectionate with children and they're calm but tend to get angry as hell when provoked. We do have a lot in common, right? Except that I don't have a pair of teeth that could tear you skin open with one graze. Or paws as big as my head. Nor do I eat a cow for breakfast.
Well anyway.
The story was really touching I felt my eyes burn when I finished the book. There was one image that stayed on my mind. The Aussie guys bought him when Chrstian was a little cub, right, so they let him stay in their apartment but he grew so big that eventually he was forced to be flown to Africa in orde to get a better life. Years later, the Aussies, who used to spend their time 24/7 rolling with Christian in the park playing ball and teaching him manners (whenever Christian leaps at them and knocking them to the ground, making them hopeless and unable to do anything but pray to dear God he wouldn't screw their heads off, Christian notices his masters' discomfort that slowly he backs away and starts nudging them gently, waiting to be forgiven) decided to visit Christian in Africa. It had been years since they last separated and the Aussies were sure their now 4-years-old pet wouldn't recognize them. But what happened was, the second Christian strolled by, with the trademark graceful, confident steps of a ruler of the jungle, he stopped dead in his tracks, saw his masters waving to him and he ran (and I mean really ran) towards them happily, and leapt up to his master's body with huge paws circling his shoulders for an affectionate hug.
I nearly cried.
I mean, you have to look at the image. I didn't know the image and video were so popular in youtube. I searched 'lion named christian' and found the great video of the infamous hug that stole everyone's hearts. Rumor had it that Christian was the biggest and most handsome lion in his place in Africa. And he protected humans, too.
When they weren't messing with him, of course.
I remember a certain part of the book that told a story of how he was kept in a pet store or something, and he was the object of display (obviously) and he knew it, so he always put a little show. He was playing with little kids who werent afraid of him, and to those who were, he roared. It turns out that lions know exactly who are afraid of them and love to show their authorities to them.
But not to his masters; the two Aussies who loved him like nobody else. The book said that Christian was always trying to get them to play hide-and-seek but they sometimes ignored him on purpose because playing with him was turning out to be so exhausting (yeah well, it ain't exactly a rabbit pet you're dealing with here, mate). I mean, how cute was that?! This shows, though, that the moral story of it all is: lions are loyals.
when they find someone who respects and loves them, of course.
*coughs*
I'm urging you readers to look it up on youtube. It's really touching.
I will get back for another post later- time to eat.
YOUTUBE IT !
I picked up that book because, well, I admire lions. Not surprising since my star sign is symbolized by them and they rule the jungle. I love the feeling of leading something. Lions are known to be affectionate with children and they're calm but tend to get angry as hell when provoked. We do have a lot in common, right? Except that I don't have a pair of teeth that could tear you skin open with one graze. Or paws as big as my head. Nor do I eat a cow for breakfast.
Well anyway.
The story was really touching I felt my eyes burn when I finished the book. There was one image that stayed on my mind. The Aussie guys bought him when Chrstian was a little cub, right, so they let him stay in their apartment but he grew so big that eventually he was forced to be flown to Africa in orde to get a better life. Years later, the Aussies, who used to spend their time 24/7 rolling with Christian in the park playing ball and teaching him manners (whenever Christian leaps at them and knocking them to the ground, making them hopeless and unable to do anything but pray to dear God he wouldn't screw their heads off, Christian notices his masters' discomfort that slowly he backs away and starts nudging them gently, waiting to be forgiven) decided to visit Christian in Africa. It had been years since they last separated and the Aussies were sure their now 4-years-old pet wouldn't recognize them. But what happened was, the second Christian strolled by, with the trademark graceful, confident steps of a ruler of the jungle, he stopped dead in his tracks, saw his masters waving to him and he ran (and I mean really ran) towards them happily, and leapt up to his master's body with huge paws circling his shoulders for an affectionate hug.
I nearly cried.
I mean, you have to look at the image. I didn't know the image and video were so popular in youtube. I searched 'lion named christian' and found the great video of the infamous hug that stole everyone's hearts. Rumor had it that Christian was the biggest and most handsome lion in his place in Africa. And he protected humans, too.
When they weren't messing with him, of course.
I remember a certain part of the book that told a story of how he was kept in a pet store or something, and he was the object of display (obviously) and he knew it, so he always put a little show. He was playing with little kids who werent afraid of him, and to those who were, he roared. It turns out that lions know exactly who are afraid of them and love to show their authorities to them.
But not to his masters; the two Aussies who loved him like nobody else. The book said that Christian was always trying to get them to play hide-and-seek but they sometimes ignored him on purpose because playing with him was turning out to be so exhausting (yeah well, it ain't exactly a rabbit pet you're dealing with here, mate). I mean, how cute was that?! This shows, though, that the moral story of it all is: lions are loyals.
when they find someone who respects and loves them, of course.
*coughs*
I'm urging you readers to look it up on youtube. It's really touching.
I will get back for another post later- time to eat.
YOUTUBE IT !
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
let there be Sims
What is up, little people?
See, this is what I feared the most when I decided to make a blog; that I would get bored and neglect it one day. Which is what I'm doing. I have to get rid ot his bad habit of being bored of everythign so easily. Sigh*.
So! I'm in the middle of writing Chapter III in my final report. Wish me luck. And oh I heard The Sims 3 is out in the US already !!!! grrrrrr I can't wait to get my hands on it sooooooon !
Though probably I should wait 'til this whole report-making is done. You know how addictive that game is. Oh and my friend just lent me Merde Happens, a really wity novel about a Brit, a Frenchwoman and an American touring together in a mini cooper.
I think the description says it all.
I forgot the author, sorry, and can't be bothered to get up to look for the book. My butts have been glued to this computer chair since 10 am, mind you. This kind of excitement to finish my report is very rare indeed, so I'd better soak it up while it lasts.
Random thought of the day: what would you do if you had a million dollar?
I would spend it on my current wish list:
1. Take Spanish language lesson (the intensive one costs 2 million Rupiahs, which is only like...200 Dollars?)
2. Take Toefl test, because...
3. ...Applying to Le Cordon Bleu/William Angliss Institute in Australia for cooking school
4. Stock up on books I've always wanted to read. ALL OF THEM.
5. Buy return tickets to NYC and SF, then go back here. Well I *do* still have the Spanish and Toefl classes.
6. Fly to any city / country in Europe. Preferably: Barcelona, Venice, Greece, Brussels because I loved it so much, and London.
That's all I can think of right now. Seriously; those are my most-wanted things in this world for the time being. Hey I got a question though. Why do people always say "what would you do if you had a million dollars"? Why not Rupiahs? Poundsterling, for God's sake? Bahts? Pesos? Yen?
Well okay, not Bahts. 2 million Bahts is probably like zilch dollars.
But you get my point. That is westernization, peoples. Americanization.
Well now that I've upgraded your knowledge on geography and currencies, I'd better get back to my report. See ya on the next post!
See, this is what I feared the most when I decided to make a blog; that I would get bored and neglect it one day. Which is what I'm doing. I have to get rid ot his bad habit of being bored of everythign so easily. Sigh*.
So! I'm in the middle of writing Chapter III in my final report. Wish me luck. And oh I heard The Sims 3 is out in the US already !!!! grrrrrr I can't wait to get my hands on it sooooooon !
Though probably I should wait 'til this whole report-making is done. You know how addictive that game is. Oh and my friend just lent me Merde Happens, a really wity novel about a Brit, a Frenchwoman and an American touring together in a mini cooper.
I think the description says it all.
I forgot the author, sorry, and can't be bothered to get up to look for the book. My butts have been glued to this computer chair since 10 am, mind you. This kind of excitement to finish my report is very rare indeed, so I'd better soak it up while it lasts.
Random thought of the day: what would you do if you had a million dollar?
I would spend it on my current wish list:
1. Take Spanish language lesson (the intensive one costs 2 million Rupiahs, which is only like...200 Dollars?)
2. Take Toefl test, because...
3. ...Applying to Le Cordon Bleu/William Angliss Institute in Australia for cooking school
4. Stock up on books I've always wanted to read. ALL OF THEM.
5. Buy return tickets to NYC and SF, then go back here. Well I *do* still have the Spanish and Toefl classes.
6. Fly to any city / country in Europe. Preferably: Barcelona, Venice, Greece, Brussels because I loved it so much, and London.
That's all I can think of right now. Seriously; those are my most-wanted things in this world for the time being. Hey I got a question though. Why do people always say "what would you do if you had a million dollars"? Why not Rupiahs? Poundsterling, for God's sake? Bahts? Pesos? Yen?
Well okay, not Bahts. 2 million Bahts is probably like zilch dollars.
But you get my point. That is westernization, peoples. Americanization.
Well now that I've upgraded your knowledge on geography and currencies, I'd better get back to my report. See ya on the next post!
Monday, June 1, 2009
"i miss you more than i should."
My, it has been a while.
I am now officially part-timng at Aksara bookstore, and getting busier with final report so I barely have time for you, bloggy.
Okay that's a lie.
I've been re-pulled back into the Tweeting world. Sorry. It's just addictive to read Giuilana's beauty tips or Coldplay's latest adventure or Chelsea/Ellen DeGeneres's witty posts. Not to mention CNN Breaking News's.....breaking news. The world is really at your fingertips. (Is that someone's tagline? If yes, sorry then, didn't mean to steal.)
I've just finished reading another Cecilia Ahern, this time with the title of If You Could See Me Now. Don't get me started. In my opinion, it's her best piece of work so far. You laugh and you cry along with the characters. I really wanna jot down what's it all about but nah, I'm being nice today so I won't give you any spoiler.
Well okaay, then, if you insist. It's about imaginary friends.
>:)
Which, really, makes me wanna write something similar to it. I have always wnated to write stories on magical/out-of-this-world stuff, remember? (No?) It's either super-powered humans, fairies, mafia families........the possibility is endless.
By the way, this post's title is Mr. Joshua Radin's song. So what has everyone been up to really? I am curently writing my report. So to speak. I have Facebook, Blogger and Twitter on my tab browsers and I have never felt more tech-savvy in my life. Oh, and did you hear about the Facebook ban here in our beloved country?
Don't get me started on that.
Hey you know who I miss? My highschool buddies! :( Is our 2010 trip still on, girls? ;D haha. I have never acted that impuslvie before and I loved it.
I'm gonna get back to writing and I promise I will return with much more meaningful posts. Toodles!
I am now officially part-timng at Aksara bookstore, and getting busier with final report so I barely have time for you, bloggy.
Okay that's a lie.
I've been re-pulled back into the Tweeting world. Sorry. It's just addictive to read Giuilana's beauty tips or Coldplay's latest adventure or Chelsea/Ellen DeGeneres's witty posts. Not to mention CNN Breaking News's.....breaking news. The world is really at your fingertips. (Is that someone's tagline? If yes, sorry then, didn't mean to steal.)
I've just finished reading another Cecilia Ahern, this time with the title of If You Could See Me Now. Don't get me started. In my opinion, it's her best piece of work so far. You laugh and you cry along with the characters. I really wanna jot down what's it all about but nah, I'm being nice today so I won't give you any spoiler.
Well okaay, then, if you insist. It's about imaginary friends.
>:)
Which, really, makes me wanna write something similar to it. I have always wnated to write stories on magical/out-of-this-world stuff, remember? (No?) It's either super-powered humans, fairies, mafia families........the possibility is endless.
By the way, this post's title is Mr. Joshua Radin's song. So what has everyone been up to really? I am curently writing my report. So to speak. I have Facebook, Blogger and Twitter on my tab browsers and I have never felt more tech-savvy in my life. Oh, and did you hear about the Facebook ban here in our beloved country?
Don't get me started on that.
Hey you know who I miss? My highschool buddies! :( Is our 2010 trip still on, girls? ;D haha. I have never acted that impuslvie before and I loved it.
I'm gonna get back to writing and I promise I will return with much more meaningful posts. Toodles!
Monday, May 25, 2009
has time put out the flame ?
If possible, I love my phone even more.
I just decided to re-join the Tweeting action and have just followed loads of people. Iit's getting kind of fun :D And even more fun when I downloaded it to my phone. It's true that you could get addicted to writing a status update every few minutes. Give people a chance to talk about themselves, and off they go. Secretly we are all self-loving humans even though more often than not we refuse to admit it.
I have to get back to writing my reports. This is the part I hate the most: researching communication definitions. My UPH SmartCard was left at a friend's, so I annot access the library for the moment. I'm gonna stick with the Net instead.
I'm gonna need luck for that.
Because I am so not in the mood.
Tomorrow's my first shift in Aksara and I'm nervous as hell.
By the way, I tried to make donuts with my beloved trusted maid this morning. We just laid it out in the garage so it'd get sunrays (in order to bulge) and we're waiting for the result.
I'm gonna need luck for that as well.
If I could, I'll post photos later :D
Last night I went to a theater/traditional dance show by my school's arts department in Kuningan. My team, of course, did saman and another dance I didn't coach. As I watched them onstage, I realized how much I missed that dance. Toothy grins, knowing the spotlight is on you and your friends, capturing the audience's enthusiasm; there's nothing I love more than that. I could also feel the eagerness of the audience inching forward, trying to get a better view as the dance was signaled to begin.
I just sat back in my seat and smiled proudly.
I went to their last practice yesterday and was very disappointed at them because they really lacked of team unity. It shows, trust me. So I did give a little pep-talk and thank God, they were showing improvements last night. Because based on my experiences, (at least on 2007 when I was still very active) you cannot perform that dance if you only care about your performance; what to do in this segment, what's the next move, what's the lyrics, how's the rhtyhm like, where am I gonna move next. No; you gotta think about the whole team's next moves and especially the two people beside you. Which is why I told them how important team effort is because it always, always, always shows. And which is why me and Tania have the tightest bond ever, haha, since she's always positioned next to me.
Now that I'm done with internship and only work part-time, I hope there's gonna be another event where I could join in. I could use the workout, that's for sure. I have been getting rounder and rounder since holidays :S
Off to check the donuts !
Toppings suggestions, anyone?
I just decided to re-join the Tweeting action and have just followed loads of people. Iit's getting kind of fun :D And even more fun when I downloaded it to my phone. It's true that you could get addicted to writing a status update every few minutes. Give people a chance to talk about themselves, and off they go. Secretly we are all self-loving humans even though more often than not we refuse to admit it.
I have to get back to writing my reports. This is the part I hate the most: researching communication definitions. My UPH SmartCard was left at a friend's, so I annot access the library for the moment. I'm gonna stick with the Net instead.
I'm gonna need luck for that.
Because I am so not in the mood.
Tomorrow's my first shift in Aksara and I'm nervous as hell.
By the way, I tried to make donuts with my beloved trusted maid this morning. We just laid it out in the garage so it'd get sunrays (in order to bulge) and we're waiting for the result.
I'm gonna need luck for that as well.
If I could, I'll post photos later :D
Last night I went to a theater/traditional dance show by my school's arts department in Kuningan. My team, of course, did saman and another dance I didn't coach. As I watched them onstage, I realized how much I missed that dance. Toothy grins, knowing the spotlight is on you and your friends, capturing the audience's enthusiasm; there's nothing I love more than that. I could also feel the eagerness of the audience inching forward, trying to get a better view as the dance was signaled to begin.
I just sat back in my seat and smiled proudly.
I went to their last practice yesterday and was very disappointed at them because they really lacked of team unity. It shows, trust me. So I did give a little pep-talk and thank God, they were showing improvements last night. Because based on my experiences, (at least on 2007 when I was still very active) you cannot perform that dance if you only care about your performance; what to do in this segment, what's the next move, what's the lyrics, how's the rhtyhm like, where am I gonna move next. No; you gotta think about the whole team's next moves and especially the two people beside you. Which is why I told them how important team effort is because it always, always, always shows. And which is why me and Tania have the tightest bond ever, haha, since she's always positioned next to me.
Now that I'm done with internship and only work part-time, I hope there's gonna be another event where I could join in. I could use the workout, that's for sure. I have been getting rounder and rounder since holidays :S
Off to check the donuts !
Toppings suggestions, anyone?
Thursday, May 21, 2009
in the middle
I don't update this as much as I use to, do I?
I've finished reading the Mysterious Society book- to my surprise, it is not as good as I expected in the first place. Probably because it draws out too long in the middle and the finale excitement is too short; as if the writer just wants to get it done as soon as possible.I know that feeling.
Haha.
But it's still a great story, especially for children because it contains intelligent stuff. Ooh I also borrowed Tuesdays with Morrie from my friend so...be prepared. Expect me to be philosophical freak in the next few posts.
I have to go snacking now- just woke up from a long nap and tummy is grumbling. Goodbye for now!
I've finished reading the Mysterious Society book- to my surprise, it is not as good as I expected in the first place. Probably because it draws out too long in the middle and the finale excitement is too short; as if the writer just wants to get it done as soon as possible.I know that feeling.
Haha.
But it's still a great story, especially for children because it contains intelligent stuff. Ooh I also borrowed Tuesdays with Morrie from my friend so...be prepared. Expect me to be philosophical freak in the next few posts.
I have to go snacking now- just woke up from a long nap and tummy is grumbling. Goodbye for now!
Friday, May 15, 2009
between good and bad
My internship's done.
Seriously, I never expected to feel sad when I'm done with it. No more meeting my train people. No more arriving at the office when it was still eerily quiet. No more listening to the office boy's tuneless singing when he cleaned up the desks. No more listening to the witty banters between my colleagues. No more media monitoring rush like there's no tomorrow. No more summary reviews where Mr. America and UN Madame hover over Ms. British, waiting to be yelled at (internal joke). No more Starbucks sessions in the afternoon, skipping works. No more lounging in the meeting room and gossip about others.
We had a farewell dinner at the skydining place; it was good.
But still :(
Well. There is the advantage of waking up late into the noon.
But I get bored really easily =S
Hey on another, happier, note, I got the part-time job at the bookstore :D So yay! And tomorrow, if anything goes smooth, I'm gonna have dinner with the girls. So it's all just getting better. Amin.
All I've been doing for the past two days is eat. My mom loves it when the house is full, so she just keeps cooking and cooking like you wouldn't believe. Tsk.
I've been missing things. Hmmm. And people.
It's been such a long time since I met my high school friends. >:(
I'm in the mood to pour out something, but I don't know what it is. Can you tell? My writing style has been distant and kind of forced, hasn't it?
I've been missing things.
Seriously, I never expected to feel sad when I'm done with it. No more meeting my train people. No more arriving at the office when it was still eerily quiet. No more listening to the office boy's tuneless singing when he cleaned up the desks. No more listening to the witty banters between my colleagues. No more media monitoring rush like there's no tomorrow. No more summary reviews where Mr. America and UN Madame hover over Ms. British, waiting to be yelled at (internal joke). No more Starbucks sessions in the afternoon, skipping works. No more lounging in the meeting room and gossip about others.
We had a farewell dinner at the skydining place; it was good.
But still :(
Well. There is the advantage of waking up late into the noon.
But I get bored really easily =S
Hey on another, happier, note, I got the part-time job at the bookstore :D So yay! And tomorrow, if anything goes smooth, I'm gonna have dinner with the girls. So it's all just getting better. Amin.
All I've been doing for the past two days is eat. My mom loves it when the house is full, so she just keeps cooking and cooking like you wouldn't believe. Tsk.
I've been missing things. Hmmm. And people.
It's been such a long time since I met my high school friends. >:(
I'm in the mood to pour out something, but I don't know what it is. Can you tell? My writing style has been distant and kind of forced, hasn't it?
I've been missing things.
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