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Bye Bye Monday! And see you soon next week...! (Said no one ever. LOL) Blogging in Bahasa because, well, because I just want to. Haha! Here goes. Uhuy! Lama banget ga nulis pake Bahasa. Jadi berasa... Awkward. Ngomong2 soal awkward, Sabtu kemaren sih awkward bgt........ Ok gw ga mau mikir kesana. Mending mikirin yg penting2. Tadi gw, Pricil, Tirza, doa bareng2 drmh gw. Gw diingetin tentang beberapa hal. 1. Masalah hati Kemarin ini gw denger tentang praise and worship, dan kaitanny ttg mindset kita. Jadi sependengaran gw adalah : kita harus belajar dari Abraham. Kan disuruh ngorbanin anaknya, but in the end, sebenernya Tuhan sendiri udah kirimin domba buat dikorbanin. Sering kita punya mindset 'Tuhan ini aku, pake aja aku' pas lagi PW (emang lg buat anak2 PW sih ini sharenya), tp sebenernya yg perlu kita bawa waktu PW adalah Yesus, yg Tuhan udah kasih buat ganti korban itu sendiri. Ok maap ribet dikit. Intinya. Gw jadi berpikir.

Yellow peeps! Technically, I need to get myself some proper sleep. But then, I just need to share a thing, or two.. or three lolol. Here goes. Yesterday during FA, we were having this sharing session. A dear friend of mine shared how she felt like wasting her time studying for things she doesn't even want to pursue further. I was instantly reminded of another friend of mine who experienced similar thing. She took business instead of early childhood education because her mom told her to do so. Well, I think she was awesome back then. She went through 3 years of tough time, memorizing stuff she'd rather not knowing, but then she made it! And we graduated together, went through tough time of finding a job, and she got one in some kind of financial institution. What's makes it even more awesome, she took some courses that was required from her. She studied even more stuff about finance, going far far away from her early dream. Cut the story sh

Earlier today, I walked back home alone. I think I've mentioned somewhere in this blog that walking alone at night is one of the best moment where I really can think about lots of stuff in peace. Instead of being scared of the darkened streets and dim lights, I was soothed by the calm moon light and the rustling wind. Tonight is a bit different. There are quite a lot of things going on recently. Things that I heard but not quite DOWNED on me. It's like I've been slacking the whole time, not keeping myself alert. I've been too busy taking care of myself, taking care of things that seems so important to me. While walking back, I felt this heaviness on my heart. Realizing that I've been forgetting the purpose given to me, and that my life was slowly focusing back on ME, instead of the One that given me my life. Tonight, I was reminded. Why I was here in the first place. I was reminded that this life I'm living is a gift. And if I st

Medan, I'm in love. LOL. Seriously, my roommate gained 2kg and I don't dare to weigh myself. LOLOLOL. We went to Medan to attend a friend's wedding dinner. She's one of Kelyn's bridesmaids, and when she asked if we'd like to RSVP for her wedding in Medan, well, why not?? Suffice to say, there were tooooo many bottle-up-moments. I got to meet my best best girls :) One of us is currently working in Jakarta. Another one is still my room mates. The other one is having her first baby in October. (Yes. October babiessss ruleeeeee!!!! It might be due on 5-7 Oct, tentatively. So later we may celebrate our double birthday. I know, right? It's just AWESOME!) A few hours we spent were the best. Talking about our works and people that makes us who we are today. I was reminded how we spent hours and hours sitting around the white IKEA table, wondering about the future. And now here we are. Even better than we could ever thin

LOL. Okay. I just off a Skype session with my parents and sister and my (yes) dog. I know it's time for bed, if I want to avoid getting into 'zombie mode' tomorrow. But this one, this one is something I want to remember. And maybe, just maybe, I'll show this post to my children just to let them know how 'cool' their grandpa is. LOLS. We were talking about daily stuff and I told them stories about my dear Fani who just got her miraculous job and pass, without any form of interview whatsoever. My mom was superexcited because she also prayed for her for quite a while. Then she mentioned about praying for, you know, stuff. I mean lol guy stuff. ...in front of my dad. Wrong move, Mom. Wrong move. Knowing my Dad, I knew he'll make some kind of speech about this topic. For sure. FOR SURE. And yes. That's exactly what happened. Before I tell you what he actually said, let me give you a brief background of my Dad. Da