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Miss Whoever-you-are?

Though I have read Truman Capote's Breakfast at Tiffany's (cover to cover) and seen the movie (sorry, but...zzzzzz).... somehow, not until this very evening that I realize how this feels like a slap in my face...

"You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself." 

(Breakfast at Tiffany's, 1961) 

ps: Thanking "bayikbayik's blog"

np: Moon River

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New book!

Well hello! Quick update on my book listings. A sweet friend at work just got back from Singapore and look what I can finally cross out of my list now!

ps: You may aware that I have been talking about this book like a million times, so mind me if I am about to curl up on my bed admiring this design book while sipping on a cup of hot coffee. I did not even wolf on my bread. I just want and need to be content with book and coffee. DND

Thanks Wiwin!

Daring to Begin

I am about to do one of the thing that scares me the most. 

This has to start now... 

from Well-traveled Woman

But I still know her

Have you read this story below? Oh how I wish that this is true!

 

8:30, a man in his 80s arrived at the hospital. He was in a hurry, he had an appt at 9:00. I asked if he had another doctors appt. He said he had to go to the nursing home for breakfast with his wife, a victim of Alzheimers. I asked if shed be upset he was late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, she had not recognized him in 5 yrs. I asked, ‘And you still go every morning, even though she doesn’t know who you are?’ He smiled and said, ‘She doesn't know me, but I still know her.’

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Awesome Monday: President Obama and Will Ferrell

Good morning. It has been quite a pause on my Awesome Monday post. Here's to wish you a great jump start into the new week which will be a bit short for me yet I have so many things to do.... Yay!

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Inspiration Sunday: Babyfather

Just to share one song that is now playing for the hundredth of time on my playlist. Such an inspiring track from one talented musician. 

I mean, ya... I want to have someone that I can call as my baby daddy one day :)

ps: Thank you, Cindy!

Momma's day!

Happy International Mother's day.

Do not forget to tell her how much you love her!

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The Bell Jar

Have you read Sylvia Plath's The Bell Jar ? What do you think about it? Honestly, I only read the book few years ago, maybe in 2010. 
I think it is one of the most twisted yet brilliant book ever. Deceiving too! I mean, how it started as an easy reading but then it gets funny then it turns dark and bitter and... Ah :')

And the fact that The Bell Jar is Plath's only novel (not to mention her mental illness and her tragic death) sets  it to the shelves of a "legendary work".  

See this picture below that describes what we can learn form Plath about writing. What a genius :(

ps: I am re reading The Bell Jar this week. Are you in?

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Happy 5, big boy!

To my nephew, Joseph Kiyoshi Clement Sinaga. 

The cheeky monkey in the family, a bookworm, a color and number coordinated little man with a brain that is oh so full of fantasies and wondrous ideas, but who's heart is in a pure adoration in Jesus.

I cannot believe that you are now 5! When you read this, please remember that you are blessed to be a blessings.

Enjoy your day, big boy! (hmmm... Tho' you will always be a baby to my heart ;))

Rustic side of me

Rustic bathroom ... oh I want :)

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Happy 54, Mama!

Happy 54 to Rosita Simanjuntak! Our free-spirited, loving and cheerful Mom, and a grandma (a.k.a Ompung) to her soon to be 5 year old Joseph! Remember that you are blessed and we are grateful that you have become stronger and happier each and everyday.

To pray for your health may sound cheesy but you know what, Mom... that is the one thing we need to have you around for at least another century! Hahaha...

Thank you for the roller coaster life that we have been through to this day,it was never a merry go-round indeed! Thank you for never judging any of your children and to let us just be us. Thank you for believing in our decisions, our ways, in our dreams. For loving, trusting our friends and lovers (and dogs)
 All in all...  thank you for sticking up with us the whole time!

Tuhan Yesus memberkati Mama.

Hugs and kisses... 

Tressabel (and my man ;)), Benevolent (+ Budi and Joseph Kiyoshi), Detrianne (+ Oki Leonardus and their bun in the oven), Maharani, Isaac.

Yes, she is in the kid's  "mandi bola"

Two years and counting!

Last year, at this time of the month, 2 of my sisters, mom, and grandma were here in Bali for a holiday. We had some serious fun. My goofy sister Detri said that the best place she like the most is this bar that is located in a resort that I took them to. Funny enough, I just wrote  a post about a few new drinks the liquid chefs at Detri's fave bar created. Why? Oh, nothing… It’s just that I am now in charge for the PR/Communications department for that lovely… lovely place of refuge .

To have a more convenient commute from home-work-home, I moved into another place. A bit bigger and has nicer facilities, with the same price. Good for me. Privacy? Yes. Alone? Yes.  When I read an article at The New York Times about "The Freedom, and Perils of Living Alone" , I could not stop smiling.  To this day, I still have all the perks to work my way and run the clock in and around my little casa. I have been doing it since I graduated from high-school. It gives me a good enough of space to be on my own yet at the same time, it also makes my relationship with my family a lot closer. I cannot explain how that works but it does. 

The biggest part about the past 2 years is that I learned to let go of the past and move on. I did. It is so freeing to know that when you have come into an acceptance, you have a smoother path to keep going with a lighter heart. I got healed. I have a closer relationship with God than ever before. I cannot thank Him enough for showing me how much I am adored and loved, no matter what. And not even the darkest part of my life comes into the equation.  He loves me because of what He is, not because of what I have done. People admire me because of what I am giving and doing to my family , but to tell you the truth… I am nothing without them. The fact that I am blessed with the ability to do that is just one of God’s way of using me as a blessing channel and I will gladly keep doing it as long as He is on my side. Tressabel Hutasoit is just a tiny part of His master plan. (I got all teary as I typed this down…but this is true) It is hard for me to stop bragging about His love tho’ so I hope you understand.

I still dream about being a mother. I still am the same person who will cry with you during cartoon movies and keep the lights on all night long after a horror movie. Talk to me about politics; I will still roll my eyes. Ask me out for a good food; I will be-friend you for life. I am still the same person… only, happier :).  If you go to a secluded beach in the southern part of Bali, you may see me under the parasol with a magazine on my nose. 
And who knows… someday, I will have my baby and the love of my life with me.

On a lighter note; I look a lot darker now, gained a few pounds (thank you, suckling pig),I have shorter hair and a more casual-quirky look. All that fits into my way of living in a tropical island. I do not think I know how to walk on high heels anymore :)) I still listen to the same music, still read To Kill a Mockingbird cover to cover for the hundredth of time (I just love it!), still glued to festival movies and cartoons, and stays as a caffeine addict. 

Thank you for putting up with me through these times. I will keep on writing (oh, my superior at work is a brilliant journalist so I am learning a lot from her!) and keep you in the loop with big-small happenings that is worth wandering for. 

God bless.

I took this photo, exactly 2 years ago.

Perfect Woman

Well, you know how society, men (and woman magazines and books and tabloids and talk shows) can go on and on about how a woman should portray themselves. Matthew Gray Gubler here, has his own words that I do not think I have read elsewhere before :)
( I took the liberty to bold ones I adore and I can relate to hahaha*wink)

 He says his perfect woman should be...

"Must love decorating for holidays, mischief, kissing in cars, and wind chimes. no specific height, weight, hair color, or political affiliation required but would prefer a warm spirited non racist. Cynics, critics, pessimists, and “stick in the muds” need not apply. Voluptuous figures a plus. Any similarity in look, mind set, or fashion sense to mary poppins, claire huxtable, snow white, or elvira wholeheartedly welcomed. I am dubious of actresses, fellons and lesbians but dont want to rule them out entirely. Must be tolerant of whistling, tickle torture, James Taylor, and sleeping late. I have a slight limp, eerily soft hands, and a preternatural love of autumn. I once misinterpreted being called a coal-eyed dandy as a compliment when it was intended as an insult. I wiggle my feet in my sleep, am scared of the dark, and think the Muppets Christmas Carol is one of the greatest films of all time. All I want is butterfly kisses in the morning, peanut butter sandwiches shaped like a heart, and to make you smile until it hurts." 

How sweet and how simple! And ahem... Tho' I think a heart shaped peanut butter is a bit "off" , he did mention about James Taylor! I mean, do you remember my first date story ?  *game face

Matthew Gray Gubler

One Day at a Time

One legendary gospel song I remember my Grandpa Alfred used to play on his piano. A song I keep playing in my head whenever I feel like the days are so far in front of me and I cannot even see a spark of light when I am weary.

But who am I to make a premonition about what is going to happen or not? "Yesterday is gone and tomorrow may never be mine..."

So, I am taking it one day at a time, in faith, with my God. For I have done my part and will let Him do the rest.  He's going to take me to a place I know have been prepared for me. I know so :)

ps: Are you in?

Randomness and... Faith :)

Hi there! I am about to share a few random things in life surroundings and things that I am interested to. Have not been showering you with heavy posts tho but I am glad that we can stay in the loop. So, here it goes;

I met a new friend. And, despite the fact that he has never lived elsewhere outside Bali (nor visit!) , he can twist his tongue and speak in English, Japanese, and... ahem... Russian. Oh, and he is now starting to break into Mandarin. His name is Dhika and you will be even more surprised to know what his other passions are!

Never thought this would ever happen but... I am out of books to read. I mean it. So, please give me some recommendations. Will do some books injection soon.

My Mom is turning 54 soon, with her 40 something face and her 30 something body... she will gracefully reach a phase that we all should be thankful for (Thank God for her improving health especially)  I am out of gift ideas. Really. Help!

Ever feel guilty for not being able to hang out with friends and acquaintances? That is what I am feeling now. I have been a bit busier than I used to and family saga is taken most of my heart and mind. Also, not in my best health as cough, stomach flu and fever keep coming back as if I am a bag of germ catcher. I'll be back to catch up with you girls soon, minus the sickness.

Talk to you later, I am whisking my self to the pantry now and make some hot tea... *achoooo!

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