THAT GIRL IN BALI

Just love the lyric: Monday morning I call you up How was your weekend? I just can't stop It's Tuesday and you're stressed again I'll rub your back I'm such a good friend Wednesday and I'm feeling fine Another guy moved you down his line Thursday we'd go rent a flick Watch it close together we still don't click There I've said it again I think of you as more than a friend There I've said it again I think of you as more than a friend Friday and the weekend's here I didn't make plans In case you're clear I'll be round at half past nine You said you're going out I said "Have a nice time" Saturday we've got a date It's a daytime thing You've gotta be somewhere late Anyway I'm next to you There's nothing more I'd rather do There I've said it again I think of you as more than a friend There I've said it again I think of you as more than a friend I can't stop now I can't stop now Can...

Lately, I've been consume with thought of change. It's not unusual for me to think about change, but lately the thoughts have been growing louder and more persistant. And I can't seem to drown them out as hard as I try. "Take a big risk, pack up your life and move across country. Do something that scares you. Just take a risk." It's not that these thoughts are bad, but when they start screaming, it's really hard for me to breathe. Stagnant. Sort of stuck in bubbly of safety living. Comfort zone. "How about start dating again? Take a chance with that." And these thoughts, they just don't stop. I can't make them stop.

I am not a morning person, once i've been, but now, never again. I sleep late, sometimes passing thru sunshine. That explain why I'm not a morning person. I am not as sweet as people seem to think. I'm not always patient, especially when I got tired or cranky. I'm not always as happy as I look. I'm not always good at returning phone calls. And I'm no good with directions. I am not a mother, not a wife, and not a girlfriend. I am a fan of sushi and any other kind of seafood. I am not a fan of liars, cheaters, people who are fake, ignorant or arrogant. I am not a girl who will settle for anything less than butterflies. I am not a girl who will ever forget her friends. I am not a girl who needs to be in a relationship. I'm not the type of girl who falls easily but when I do, I come crashing down. I'm not a girl that can hold a grudge or the type of girl who can hide her emotion. Hurray for being me.

Eid-Ul-Fitr or most likely heard as Idul Fitri means celebrating the breaking of the fasting month. It marks the end of Ramadan, the holy month of fasting, and is celebrated during the first three days of the month of Syawal. On the day of Eid, Muslims gather early in the morning in outdoor locations or mosques to perform the Eid prayer. It is not a festival related in any way to worldly affairs. Its significance is purely spiritual. Here the Muslims thank God for having given them the will, the strength and the endurance to observe fast and obey His commandment during the holy month of Ramadan. The Muslims celebrate this day to celebrate the performance of 30 days of fasting both mentally and physically. The Takbir(Muslim prayer) is recited after having confirmation that the moon of Syawal is sighted on the eve of the last day of Ramadan. It continues until the start of the Eid prayer. Before the Eid prayer begins, every Muslim who is able must pay Zakat al-fitr an alms for the month ...

This conversation addapted from the Gilmore Girls season 1. It's one of my favorit scene. Lorelai: Sorry Max Medina: I was the one who started the kissed Lorelai: I'm the one who knocked it up to NC 17 Max Medina: Honestly, I don't think that it could be so complicated Lorelai: I know Max Medina: You told me, I don't wanna listen, I don't wanna know Lorelai: It's not your fault. If I hadn't act like a 2 years old and try to run away and pretend you were what you are to me, then we wouldn't have kissed and everything will be fine Max Medina: It was a great kiss Lorelai: I know. I really really like you Max Medina Max Medina: I really really like you Lorelai Gilmore. Good bye, Lorelai.

popy (n) (adj.) po •pi: 1. belonging to or of the female species; 2. does not really enjoy flowers from guy; 3. can often be found in the company of friends; 4. overly sensitive, enjoys dry sense of humor and/or sarcasm; 5. artist manager, event freelancer, blogger; 6. likes black and Japanesse food; 7. also referred to as Popy. Synonyms: neat, awesome, witty, clever. "I wish I was more like Popy."

Apparently all responses must be two words: 1. Where is your cell phone? Bag pocket 2. Your hair? Grow longer 3. Your mother? High tempered 4. Your father? Is there 5. Your favorite food? Sushi Tei 6. Your dream last night? Him again 7. Your favorite drink? Cold beer 8. Your dream/goal? Own company 9. What room are you in? The car 10. Your hobby? Shoes shopping 11. Your fear? World end 12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Not here 13. Where were you last night? Room, home 14. Something that you aren't? Thin, rich 15. Muffins? Cheese muffins 16. Wish list item? Potato head 17. Where did you grow up? DKI Jakarta 18. Last thing you did? Night tea 19. What are you wearing? Legging, tops 20. Your TV? My room 21. Your pets? All stuffed 22. Friends? Frenemies 23. Your life? Happy, interesting 24. Your mood? Sleepily productive 25. Missing someone? Him, him 26. Vehicle? Bmw 27. Something you're not wearing? Cap 28. Your favorite store? Watsons 29. Your favorite color? Black 30. When...