Chasing Intan

My relationship with Dieter finally reach the next level. I'm not saying we're getting marry, but now we have some goals and we will fight for it. We've just survived (and WON!) from the battle with my parents. And now we have to move on to higher place. Shortly, we start to saving money from now on. We'll make a bank account together, and we'll routinely save our income there. We have dreams. And it'll need a lot of hard work, blood, sweat, and tears to achieve them. Cos none will help us except ourselves. We're about throwing away our date night at fancy cafe, expensive lunch, and every short trips. For myself personally, I have to say goodbye to bags and shoes which I love the most. Aimless shopping spree, and useless stuff which I often buy. Dieter too, he has to repress his automotive hobby. I have to resist my shopping temptation and waiting for the bigger surprise in front of us! (Birkin, maybe? Nah I'm kidding) The point is, we NEED...

I can't believe what is happening to me. So my boyfreind is out of town for about three days, for business trip, which I should not worry about (it's only business and he went with 2 other MEN). I hate to say goodbye, even for three days. There's a hidden tears left behind my eyes when I waved hand to him before he go. He seemed pretty sad too. God!! but I have to admit that I am an -easily burst into tears- kinda girl. I cried a lot. When I see sad movies (especially the one that relates to death and parents-children relationship) I always prepare a box of tissue. LOL. I even cried when I listening to sad songs, or even romantic songs. I suddenly imagine how it would be if I'm the character in those songs. Ridiculous. Back to the topic, so this weekend I'm all alone. I'll go out with the girls and attend their graduation. (Some of my friends will be graduate tomorrow). And still, I have some work to do. And 1 thing that I learn for sure: you NEVER reali...

I'M CRAVING OF.... 1. Leather Jacket I think it really cool to wear a leather jacket. But when and where should I wear it in Indonesia? I really want it!! Should I buy it? 2. new jeans yesterday i went to jakarta and i couldn't find a jeans that fitted in me. I used to buy random jeans. if I liked the color or the model then I'd bought it. But now I find what's the meaning behind the jeans. They have to FIT in you (in your ass also). Good material is also important. I have 2 or 3 good jeans, I'm not calling the rest of them are bad, but after I watch it minutely, I fund out that my jeans were all crap beside those 3. LOL. So I need the new one. I wanna ripped the old ones too. Anyone knows how? 3. boots Here's the fact: I have short legs and I'm a big boned kind a girl. But I insist to wear an ankle boots. I already tried it everywhere on every shoes stores, but I haven't get an ankle boots that suit with my legs! UGH. Actually I'm not prioritizing i...

curent mood: tired my new job at my Dad's company is not bad after all. Despite of long drive (about 1.5 hours from my home), I begin to like it. I was trying hard to love my job. His company is all about textile industry. We produced raw material for bed sheets, for sofa, etc. I mean, this is NOT what I wanted. Sitting behind a desk, and take care all of our goods (both quality and quantities), the biggest challenge is to manage people. And 1 more thing, to create a new system and modernizes the old system. If I say old, I mean we have a very ancient system. This company built about 30 years ago and until now the system haven't significantly changed. Can u believe it? And my task is to reconstruct the system. Worse is, I never want all of this. I'd rather be an make up artist, or a fashion editor in magazine. I know people will call me stupid, but that's what I always want to do. But my family don't take a NO for an answer. If my Dad want something, then be it. The...

I feel like I wanna write something right now. I disappear for a while from this blog world. To be honest, I'm writing this blog, every post in it, comes from my heart when I 100% sober. So I won't write anything that far from truth. I decided to have a blog because (shame on me) I have a short term memory. I once read on the magazine, re-write everything that happened in your life can slowly healing the disease. I'm a very forgetful person, I'm so scared if one day I wake up and dang! I remember nothing! This usually happen in maybe age 70 or so. I don't wanna that thing happen to me. EUWWW... BUT the blog is public too. Means, everyone can read it and give a comment on it. So, maybe I should have another "blog" which I'll keep in my heart, (I hope I won't quickly forget it) and let this blog be my "everyday blog" and little thoughts from me.

I'm writing on the plane, on my way back home from holiday. I can't sleep, I never sleep on the plane literally. It's too noisy. I don't like being here. I just feel insecure. This time, me & my family chose Thailand as holiday destination. We have never been there actually. So we kinda curious what would we got in Thai. Btw, Jakarta - Thai is 3.5 hours plane. Quite far. We went Suan Lum night bazaar on first night. One word for it: EUWWWWW. I didn't like that place at all. No words for this. Till I felt bad afterwards. But surprisingly, there were so many interesting thing in Thai waiting for us, which I didn't expect at all. Second day, we visited Wat Arun, which became my favorite spot at Thai. Wat in Thai language means temple. So Wat Arun is kinda temple, very beautiful temple. I amazed. I took lots and lots picture there. I really love it, too bad my tour guide didn't tell us much about that temple. He wasn't too communicative. I think he is ne...