Rain, Part 1

Jakarta is on her rainy season for couple of months.

It's not that I hate it, but I have scientific explainations for this.

First and most important of all, is that I'm allergy to something cold and unhygienic.

Second, you simply can't jog in rain without possibilities of catching cold and tropical disease. I love Jogging(outdoor jog, not on a treadmill), but if I can't do it, what should I do?

Third, for Indonesian background only, most of workers and those poor money hunter can't simply enjoy slipping on slippery and flooded roads. Those whose major income are by selling goods and services on the public road will facing unwanted customers, either unwanted to force themselves to get theirself dirty to buy something or people who just looking for roofy place at seller's tent without buying things.

Fourth, the scenery of rain makes me and most people I know lazy *laugh at myself at this situation*. So, here I am, dicovering world on my little lappy.

I won't dirt myself without strong reasons to do so.

I don't mind geting my self wet, freezing cold and irritated if I have to be umbrella girl for my hubby or any family members of mine.

Poor parrot of mine outside my house must be freezing... along with other unlucky people outside my house.

I wonder how those hard street worker warm themself. *hiks...* sweater simply won't warm you when the rain poured on it. My house would do, my hugs would do, foods and drinks would do, but who am I to do so? I might get punished by my parents for doing such things.

Oh God... let's hope the rain will soon stopped so I can do what I love the most. Jogging.

Julie & Julia

One of the movie I bought yesterday.

It told stories about two not-so-different woman.

Julia(played by Meryl Streep) is the one who from my point of view responsible for the woman-housewives stereotype in early 20th century. A keep-smiling-face housewives, cook-able woman and loyal to her husband-only! While Julie(Amy Adams) is a NGO worker for 9/11 tragedy with a boring and devastating job as hotline operator which hobby is cooking for herself and his husband for stress relief.

Both of them play their part very good!! I can even picturize myself on their place and situation. Well, because I am wife with no child to take care. Well, of course I am more talented in some way than they are.

Julie for sure have courage me to write on blog so I won't stress my self with my thoughts.

This movie is not only about cook books... it's about love, especially to love and respect yourself first before you can show your love and respect others.

Streep in an incredible actrees, never knew she could play such part. Well, from the making of I knew that she wore extra high heel shoes to match with the real Julia's life.

Watch it! truly inspiring movie...

Inglourious Basterds

Yesterday I bought 5 new DVDs, most of which are movies I Love.

I love Brad Pitt, who doesn't? He is one of the man I have in my mind when I make out with my hubby (if he is not in pleasant shape)

So, I bought this movie which produced by Quentin Tarantino which suppossed to be a nice movie. It came with a good score from me. Well, I thought that it would be a humorous movie about Nazi's dead... It's not! Most of the the cast died in the movie theater...

Those who want to watch this movie should really have the ability to speak in German and France, well of course they have english subtitle(which I rarely read) so you must have at least the ability to read in English. Is it that bad? it is! Now I know why Pitt regreting himself for never took any french lessons. So, here's one of my resolution, I'm going to learn French(as long as I got spare time, beside plan to learn how to play violin).

And please do not watch this movie if you're sleepy and on your bed. Take my experience, I have to re-play the DVD for 4 times to finished it! I got my self asleep on my bed. Instead of watching Brad Pitt's act, they watch my boring snore(he..hee... I don't snore) three times! the last one doesn't count 'coz I've it finished.

so, enjoy!

First Blow

I start to think of this at my 7th grade.

I'm quite sure that this is the right description of what am I in a situation.

I'm not the actor neither director, I simply just passing through without acting. sometime it's fun to be bubbles, sometime it is devastating 'coz I know that I'm suppose to do something but I can't, it's not mine to decide some situation.

Why am I analog-ing my mind with bubbles? well, you see it is speards, if not blown over by me

My thoughts floating in the air. It is a very dependent things of mine, 'coz I believe everything is changeable.

I believe on everythings, every little detail of life could put tears on my dark brown eyes.

Never ask un-worthy question to me, 'coz I usually answer it seriously and when it come to conclutions, it will make me blushed either caused by shame or over-respects by others.

What So Special About Me?

"haha..." you may laugh out loud about this. I never mind being laughingstock, in fact, I have been a clown for some people I knew very well.

But it is something I've been asking myself for sometime. 'coz you know that the almighty creates his Work of art special. no one and no things are the same.

So, here I am making a list of reasons why I think my self as a special being so I can thanks God for creating me the way I am... not like anyone else who probably reads this;

1. "Arimadona" what kind of a name is that?! well, go google it, I'm the first of my generation which named. The second one, about a year ago are on the 11th grade and the third one are on the fifth grade. But luckly they all men.
2. If your live based on my cultural local tradition, you would never thought that I'm a crossbreed of Javanesse Lady and Torajan Man. Why? it is simply because they both are two different place of different time zone, land structures, etc. When I go to West Java, they would think of me as Sudanesse Lady. When I go to Sulawesi, they think I'm a Manado Girl.
3. Having an Otoritarian General dad which force my, myself to married at a very young age so I can have my "freedom".
4. I'm married at 20. Is it bad? No it's not. In fact, my hubby is the nicest person on earth. Unfortunately he have to deal his life with my unstable mind. Well, he said he never regret it, let see how far can he handle me.
5. I have too much wild imagination to cope with my daily life. For example, when I'm inside my class, when I pray at church with all people in and when I see nice man hand, all I can think of is sex...sex...sex... Wild tiger position, how would it be to be spooned by Jesus Christ, will a fist fit inside my tight vagina, etc. ohh... I even horny while I wrote those words...

Humm..., I think that's all for now. I'll add more of it, believe me... 'coz I too believe in my uniqueness.

Family Book

Some says that marriage is a like starting a new book. well, whoever said that should really add some more words out of it.

it's not only starting a new book, it also add up an old book for your life that would force you to write something on it. but let's not forget about your own old book, it is sometimes need your attention to write on it too.

I'm not going to interpret it. it is yours to construe it from your own point.

Oasis on my daily life

Wow, my new blog!

it's been 7 years since I made my first blog which turns out to be un-readable page since some people from some place decided to close it permanently!(let's hope I don't spell any brand here)

so, here's the thing... I'm going to start it all over again. it's going to feel like learn how to ride a bike for the first time... even though I can't and probably will never ride a bike.

this blog will be about all the thoughts I have in mind, 'coz I have some crazy and not-so-crazy thoughs going over my mind which sometimes drives me out of my life.

let's not ruined it, and let me enjoy my first riding lessons... cheers!