You are probably wondering about what the gruesomely adorable picture at the top of this blog site symbolizes. This is the picture of a legally abort-able baby reaching out of his or her mother’s womb during surgery. I thought that this picture was heart wrenching but beautiful. Do you see this little angel’s tiny fragile fingers? I am extremely pro-life and I am a firm believer that all life is precious. We live in a world today were it is acceptable to have a baby just like this one killed by choice. This particular mother chose in womb surgery to save her baby, but must importantly this mother chose life.

     I think that abortion is no better than murder. Killing someone is an atrocious sin and so is abortion. Abortion is just wrong and in my opinion it is murder. Think about what the world would be like if your mother had aborted you. Obviously you would not be reading this blog right now. There are many legal murderous abortions performed every year. Now that’s something to pray about, something to think about and something to blog about.

A Small Story…

A boy and a girl were playing together. The boy had a collection of marbles. The girl had some sweets with her. The boy told the girl that he would give her all his marbles in exchange for her sweets. The girl agreed.

The boy kept the biggest and the most beautiful marble aside and gave the rest to the girl. The girl gave him all her sweets as she had promised.

That night, the girl slept peacefully. But the boy couldn’t sleep as he kept wondering if the girl had hidden some sweets from him the way he had hidden his best marble.

Moral of the story: If you don’t give your hundred percent in a relationship, you’ll always keep doubting if the other person has given his/her hundred percent… This is applicable for any relationship like love, friends, employer-employee relationship etc.

Give your hundred percent to everything you do and sleep peacefully.

(on the train traveling from Edison to New York City. a cold winter morning during Christmas season. I was glad I still made it home before Christmas.)

Ever since I moved to Seattle, gradually it becomes harder and harder to keep in touch with friends in China. Just recently, I suddenly came to realize that how much more families and friends mean to a person. I really really miss all my friends. Yes. All of you guys.

No matter good or bad memories I have had because of you, years after, they are my treasures now. They have made up my life and had a great contribution of who I am right now. Thanks to God. I know you are so real, so that, You intentionally brought those people and allowed them to have a quite positive impact on me.

不管是那个曾经经常, 持续地, 故意地打我的男生,

还是那个很计较座位让我委屈的泪水充满眼眶的女生,

还是曾经一起有笑有闹的你, 和你,

其实我都记得很清楚也.

每一张脸背后的意义, 现在想来还是天真的允许梦想与幻想交杂, 并傻乎乎地乱表现一气的笑靥, 很多关于蠢事和不公的事的回忆. 尽管我很早就放弃了阅读并尝试了解哲学的念头, 但我懂, 我的人生, 对于自我, 他人, 世界的了解, 不知觉地, 渐渐地丰硕了起来. 一直自认是个很有傻妹气质的Loner, but I know, I wasn’t designed to be all alone. I am chosen by God, and I have so many brothers and sisters standing by my side. Ready to pray for me and give me support. For those don’t even know God, I will be more than happy to share the Gospel with them because there is assurance of how real our God is and how blessed I am for only having them in my life.

因为你, 还有你, 和你, 我竟然也能成为一个讲得出故事的人.

很谢谢你们.

谢谢你.

I was asked a very interesting question recently. The woman said…

“How do I cut ties with a friend who has been a best friend of mine for about 5 years, but annoys me like crazy, and is simply bad for my health, but is a core member of my favorite group of friends and is a loyal customer of my business?”

My response:

Because you met people through that person doesn’t mean you need to remain knowing that person. You don’t “owe” them and they do not “own” you because of this. If you had to choose between him buying from you or putting up with all of this, which would you choose?

She replied:

I want him out. But he’s a great person, a great artist, but I just can’t be around him anymore.

My response:

If you are aware of the way we attract like vibrations, then you know Law of Attraction so this should come as no surprise. Everyone is a mirror. The things we most like and most dislike about others are usually qualities we share. If you can locate the part of you that is most like his good side and most like his not so good side, then you can begin to strengthen the good matching parts of yourself and let go of the parts that match the things you don’t like to see in him. Because of Law of Attraction and the Laws of Manifestation and the nature of reality, this will cause you to draw to you more of the qualities you like, and become free of those qualities you don’t want to encounter from anyone.

You may have outgrown him. Which means he seems more distant in now many ways–the ways in which you clash and are vibrating in different places. But he doesn’t seem distant enough for your taste in the physical sense yet because he yet lingers in your life experience. You see, he is going to fizzle away if you stick to growing your best qualities and letting the rest go. If he isn’t choosing to grow at the rate you are, and in the direction you are choosing to go, then that’s life and you’ll have to be at peace with him not being around. Would it be relatively easier to not call or text him anymore, or the like? If so, then you can just not take those actions. Following your bliss means doing what feels good and right for you. No one requires you to put bliss on the back burner at anytime, and if they do, then they were present in your life to teach you this lesson. So be grateful to them and you can let them go in peace.

She said:

In the past I have accidentally not called or communicated with him for a period of time and he would say “Why are you ignoring me?”and then at parties he starts being weird around me acting like we have to make up or something and says things like “You’re the best” and I just want to get away.

My response:

The best thing you can do is not be anything like him. Opposites do not attract, they only seek for and draw to them what they desire to become. You want to be something more and so leave out the rest and you’ll find only those like you, around you. The rest will be drawn away from you naturally. You never have to have “that talk” or “break up”. It will work out by design. Your design.

It’s still a few days away but friends jumpstarted it tonight with a surprise dinner. Sweet! 28 isn’t the milestone of 20, my last birthday party surprise but it’s still sweet and fantastic. Birthdays confirm to me that I’m not the major bitch I’ve always thought I was because my buds have stood by me through thick and thin (and quite literally, haha).

Had to leave the dinner early though because of tomorrow’s errands. There a LOT. God. Now I understand why assistants are necessary. I’m a do-it-yourself-girl, always am, always will be but the volume of tasks that have to be accomplished practically in a matter of minutes is overwhelming. You’ll go crazy!

Such as:

1. Pay cellphone (I really don’t like doing that because the lines are always long and since it’s Saturday, you pay at the malls, where it’s noisy and there’s a screaming kid at your elbow so you can’t enjoy the book you have).

2. Load up on healthy food. It’s been months since I’ve eaten meat, and I don’t miss it at all. Eating anything with parents repulses me. That and the fact that a truck of pigs off to the slaughterhouse rolls along the highway leading to my place. How’s that for a reminder? I don’t eat organic, but I eat more vegetables now, fish, and have replaced my dairy needs with soy. Soy takes some getting used to, though. But I do go back to regular milk now and then.

So off to the grocery! Ugh, that’s got lines too, doesn’t it?

3. Get my paycheck from the magazine. The office it practically on the opposite end of the city. I’ m not looking forward to going there with grocery bags riding the train. This is where having a car comes in handy. Which reminds me, Dude has a car.

4. Record grades.

5. Read for next week’s lessons, both for graduate school and college. I’m absolutely enjoying teaching literature and from my students’ participation, I don’t think I’m doing such a fucked-up job. Yay.

6. December 7–dinner with my best girls! We’re all finally together after three years, can you believe that? Sooo looking forward! Have to prepare for that in advance because I’ve got really, really dark circles under my eyes and with my girls, late nights are a given.

When I think about turning twenty-eight, I remember this guy I dated briefly, Neil. We met in grad school and our hanging out progressed to dating to making out and so forth. You know. I was just starting then, while Neil was a thesis away. It didn’t work out because he didn’t come off as serious to me, being a person who still lived with his folks and had no idea what to do with his life. But here I am, five years later, days away from twenty-eight with a thesis almost, almost in the bag, and living with parents.

The deal-breaker for me was Neil had no idea in which direction to take his life. Yeah, you don’t know everything but you should at least have an idea, right? I’m spontaneous, but a plan, even just a bit of planning, goes a long way. He wasn’t like that. After he got his m.a., I asked, what? His answer was a shrug, a connotation of I don’t know. He coudn’t even say it. He not only had no idea what he wanted to do but he was lazy enough to admit it. Ugh.

Gosh, twenty-eight. Not as sexy as twenty-two, hot as twenty-five or glam as twenty-seven. Am I troubled about being a year older? No. I have accomplished a few significant things and I’m in a happier state now.

As a birthday treat to myself, I got a DVD of a favorite movie, Alfonso Cuaron’s Y Tu Mama Tambien:

My favorite scene from the movie. Hard to decide who's hotter--Diego or Gael. As long as it's a sandwich consisting of the two, I'd happily be the spread!

I saw Y Tu Mama Tambien a month before graduating from college and this movie really spoke to me. I’ve always thought it’s about the end of things, what with the death of Maribel Verdu’s character, the sporadic instances that Tenoch and Julio (Diego Luna and Gael Garcia Bernal, respectively) saw their other friends. Towards the end of the movie, Tenoch and Julio never saw each other again. Sad. Really sad. To be best friends with somebody only to part and never see each other again ever.

I’m still in touch with my friends, from high school and college–and also the first friend I’ve had! “Tell me who your friends are and I’ll tell you who you are,” as the saying goes. I’ve never cared for having many friends, I just happen to have a lot, and have great relationships with all. That is a great accomplishment and something that I will be putting as a milestone for my 28th year.

do you ever have a best-friend-forever? i assume that will will never exist in our real world!

believe it or not, nobody in this word will ever being a friend to others without having any intention to betray his/her friend. at least ONCE! it must have… so, do you think that the BFF is really exist? how can you describe your friend or yourself as BFF? is it by lending your ears to hear every problem your friend’s facing? or lending the some money when they are really needed? or help each other in every single work  or what so ever? can you describe it?

if yes, then can anybody tell me that the term BFF will last forever? until when? on what basis that in will sustaine?

people are really hypocrite. that’s the fact! nobody in this word will always be so honest. NOBODY! do not tell me that you are the most honest person in the universe. nonsense!

that’s why, BFF will never existed. perhaps this girl is really honest and loyal to that girl but that girl maybe being dishonest and betray this girl. so, there’s the one-way honest relationship. it’s like a magnet. it has positive and negative part. so human is. life is so easy, so equivalent…it’s a fate…if there are bads, so there are goods as well….

it’s a life. a cycle of human life. and human always being selfish. because nobody want to be imperfect. nobody.. believe me……

Sunshine

For my BEST FRIEND FOREVER..I wish I had a little sunshine!!

I Wish I Had A little Sunshine Of My Own!!

I wish,

I wish I had a little,

A little sunshine of my own!

So I could give it to you

I need,

I need to have a little,

A little sunshine of my own!

So I would give it to you

I dream,

I dream I had a little,

A little sunshine of my own!

So I would give my dream to you,

Or let you in my dream,

With eyes closed so firm,

To hold the sunshine close,

To pass it on to you,

Or let you share my share,

With eyes so glassy and bare,

To reflect it all to you.

I wish,

I wish I had a little,

A little sunshine of my own!

To give back to my sunshine

A little sunshine of my own!

by Zuellah Huma Ahmed

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You know.. if there is one thing i hate it is people being unreliable in general.. and un-punctual in particular. i dont mind waiting.. once in a while… i can understand that ‘things’ happen and can get in the way.. thats all not a problem.. it is understandable and that’s life.

I personally am over-punctual.. i get totally stressed-out if i have the feeling that i will be late… for whatever. For years now i have not been wearing a watch.. because i thought not wearing one would perhaps make me a bit more tolerant towards myself. But no, it does not work that way. One of the things i might get myself for christmas this year is a watch! All i do now is run around checking out the time on my mobile phone, on tv or on my pc. so.. i am still over-punctual.. even though i try not to be.

However… just because i am like this..i do NOT expect others to be the same. This is one of my basic philosophies. I cannot expect others to live like me.. they live in their reality.. and i live in mine – and if punctuality is one of my big issues… well fine. It is my problem.

So perhaps i should not even complain….. just shut up and leave it as it is… but hey.. i cannot. No.. not completely. See i have this friend.. no..she is more than that.. she is my sister.. i love her dearly.. we have been in touch for over 3 years now.. we are thick as thieves.. we laugh, we cry, we giggle… we make plans – re her and her family visiting us.. and vice versa. All lovely and fun.. the sister i never had… the best friend i also never had. so this is really an awesome relationship Ii cherish it and her.. her children are my nieces and nephews.. her husband is my bro-in-law.. we talk about everything, share… in short i love her like i would love my real sis.. provided i had one.. or perhpaps not? I do realize that there are sisters that do not get along.. but she is or would be the ideal sis.

Anyway… she has been having problems.. many of them im the past. Her health, her hubby’s health, her youngest daughter was being mobbed at school, a friend of her was murdered, her husband was a real ass – but that has been resolved in the meantime! – lots and lots and lots has happened.Oh yes.. and she let her female dog get pregnant twice in succession….. in my eyes, out of carelessnes.. i was furious about that, i admit and told her off. Being a dog-person myself i have very strict views on breeding, keeping dogs etc. those accidents do NOT happen if you are watchful.. if you care.. and if you are
responsible.. but a young female.. not even 1 year old .. pregnant? and then again right after the first litter was out of the house?? Hell and damnation! no way!!! So that was the only ‘hair in the soup’ between the two of us. But it was never a problem.. we both believe that only by being honest can you be really friends and help each other…

But then… i am having problems with my internet provider.. so much so that i can only be online properly after midnight.. ok that makes things difficult. She was without a connection for weeks.. because the bill was not paid.. – my nephew had been surfing without her knowledge and the bill went skyhigh! We stayed in touch via short message system .. the phone is a problem for me because we do not live in the same countries.. and i only have a mobile phone as there are no landlines available here.

So then? well… contact just got less and less…. i can still understand that cause she is very busy with an upcoming family celebration.. a BIG THING.. as you might say I miss her.. but then i was busy too.. moving house.. getting settled-in in the new place…… all that.. and now.. 3 times we made dates to meet online…… ok i admit the first time i did not turn up – left a message though.. i was so tired that i just plain felt i was going to fall asleep.. after all we do meet around midnight.. next time i was there.. she turned up 2 hours late.. by then i WAS in bed. we having a time difference of 1 hour.. and the last time.. i was there…. and she just plain forgot …… *sigh*………… i hate it. I feel….. unimportant… neglected…. yes.. i realize that this post has nothing to do with being punctual.. it is about feeling neglected…

where does that leave me? yeah.. i agree. a friendship can take this…

Gini ini kalo lama gak ketemu, kebetulan kemaren pas Idul Adha kan lagi libur panjang, anak anakku juga lagi ngungsi ke rumah neneknya di Surabaya, sementara aku dan si papi tinggal di rumah berdua, sepi banget sihh.. coz biasanya si kakak dan adhek pagi pagi sudah ribut minta makan atau berantem berebut untuk nentuin siapa yang mandi duluan atau berebut remote tivi bahkan sampe tendang tendangan ngerebutin apa saja, kalo kayak gini sih tiap pagi rutin terjadi karena gak ada yang mau ngalah, hahahaha…… LoL

Pagi ini sepi banget, sampe sampe aku pengen bilang ma papi kalo aku pengen jalan pagi pagi aja, tapi apa daya….si papi lagi tidur nyenyak banget sampe dengkurannya kedengeran dari pos satpam, ( lebay );
aku jadi gak tega banget buat bangunin dia, aku tahu diri lah.. karena dia pulang larut malem kemarennya, kasihan suamiku apa bebanmu terlalu berat cinta????

Sehabis sarapan ( jam 10 masih pantas di sebut makan pagi ya….) dengan menu Beef Teriyaki,1 Tori No Teba, 1 Ebi Furai, 1 Ebi Fried, semangkuk Chicken tofu dan Shrimp Dumpling nya Hoka hoka bento yang kami pesen pake jasa Delivery Order , kami berdua bingung apa yang kita lakukan ?? ternyata si papi ada janji sama temennya orang XL yang baru dateng dari Jakarta, awww….aku gimana ya papi?? masak long vacation gini aku di tinggal di rumah sendiri cinta?? gak salah ??

Iseng iseng aku ajak temen temen via face book untuk jalan, Alhamdulillah ternyata cepet dapet responnya apalagi Anna lagi ada di Surabaya, kayaknya sih pengen jalan banget…ayyyooo mare… awalnya sih kita mau jalan berempat; aku, adisty, Anna, Senny tapi mendadak senny batalin karena mau pergi bareng ma keluarga cowoknya, rasanya pengen teriak ma dia ; ” gak penting Sen….” tapi enggak ding …. rasanya kita semua harus menghormati kebebasan dia untuk menaklukkan keluarga calon mertua, huwahahahaha….. semangat sen!! maju teruss pantang mundur, Merdeka…………:P

wahh…..

Kita kemana?? kok semua lagi blank gini, aku sih bosen banget keluar, sebab kemarennya dah jalan ma si papi mall to mall, eh… ternyata pake hujan deres banget, mana macet lagi…( ala mak jan…..aku kan lagi nyetir.. ow ow.. ternyata banjir toh yang bikin jalan macet, kirain ada si komo lewat, hehehe… ) akhirnya kita jalan ke Plaza Tunjungan (TP) , kita semua mau nongkrong cerita cerita karena emang lama banget gak jalan sama Anna, tapi Si Anna malah ngajak Window’s Shopping, aduhhhh yang ini aku paling gak suka, karena di dompet cuma ada 500 ribu di tambah uang receh seribuan 4 lembar and gak ada lagi… kalo lihat barang bagus bawaannya pasti kalap deh…. aku coba ngerayu Anna ” Na’ boleh gak kita ngupi ngupi cantik aja ??” dan jawabannya pastilah ” gak mau mba’e…. aku pengen cari tas buat kerja “. Nah loh mampus, entar ujung ujung nya pasti ikutan beli deh….. ( Tuhan… aku gak mau belanja, kemaren sudah habis-habisan…)

Setelah capek muter muter, perutku laper banget… akhirnya kita makan di Dante Coffee, lagi lagi ke situ.. gak ada yang laen buw… aku pesen Brown Sugar Milk Tea with Ginger, Chicken cream Soup dan Bitterballen & Fries kalo di menu’s picture nya sih kelihatan enak banget … sementara Adisty pesen Green Tea Wred Bean dan sepiring Dorry Fish Lemon, dan Anna pengen makan Chicken Mushrom Spaghetty dan segelas Hot Chocolate ( kayaknya pasti habis deh… karena kita semua capek dan pastinya kelaparan ) ,Pas mbak waitress nya datang bawain semua pesenan kita langsung gak pake lama kita mulai makan…… BIsmillah…

Gak terasa sudah jam 10 malem and mall nya mau tutup, jadi terpaksa kita harus say good bye sama mbak mbak waitress, dan mas mas nya juga, dada… bye bye…; tapi kangennya masih belom habis, Anna baru balik ke Surabaya 2 minggu lagi soale;
” ayoo pindah tempat, mau gak??” tiba tiba Adis punya ide cemerlang, ok siapa takut… akhirnya kita pindah ke Bintoro karena bukanya 24 jam nonstop…puas ngorol dan kangen kangenanya ?? jawabannya adalah “ENGGAK“, padahal sudah jam 12 malam akhirnya dilanjutin dengan pajamas party di rumah Adis, seru…asyik… the party ended at jam 1 pagi, omigod…aku harus nyetir sendiri pulang ke rumah, ngantuk buangettt……..

Bulan Desember ini Astrid balik ke Surabaya….ayoo jalan, seru seruan lagi ya…. Galz.. Iam Coming…..

…..Tidak ada yang Indah selain persahabatan yang di jalin dengan tulus, ikhlas, tanpa ada embel embel kepentingan apapun,

Sahabat selalu ada di kala kita sedid, disaat kita butuh bahu untuk menangis

Sahabat selalu ada disaat kita gembira, dan butuh teman untuk berbagi tawa

This week I deleted a Facebook friend. It doesn’t happen all that often, but this week it did.

It is a shame, I actually really like this girl, I consider her a friend, and most definitely still consider her to be a sister in the Lord.

Her status went something like this;

“sorry to all of you who have tried to contact me via Facebook, I am too busy living real life.”

I take this to mean, she has no time for anyone who is no longer in her ‘real’ life, so therefore isn’t really very interested in a relationship-so I let her go.  I didn’t want she or me, just to be a Facebook friend number.

We now live on opposite sides of the world, we no longer go to the same church, and I have only seen her once in the past 20 months.

I have many friends on Facebook that I don’t see very often.  Friends that I may only see once every 5-10 years, but I still actually consider them to be my friends, and I still love to keep in contact with them.

Sure I have acquaintances,  internet buddies and people I went to school with.  These people may ‘never’ be in my day-to-day life as such, but they are actually still in my ‘real’ life.

I am one of those odd people that haven’t really understood why people- often Christians are anti Facebook.  I hear them talk about ‘real’ community, authentic community- face to face contact.  I say here here, I support that 110%.  But there are people on my friends list that are more vastly interested in my life, than some people I see face to face.

There are people on my friends list I have NEVER met, that pray for me more than people I have fellowshipped in churches with.

There are people on my friends list that I speak about God with, that I may NEVER have, had it not have been for the internet.

There are people on my friends list that I know if I say I am having a bad day, are genuinely interested and concerned about that comment, and want to know why.

We live in an age where the Internet has brought the world closer together like never before.  This hasn’t always been for the best, but it isn’t always for the worst either.

I can keep in contact with family, watch nieces grow up and play games with people I like (if I want to).  I have made some real gems of friends who live on opposite sides of the world and who I pray for regularly.

Personally I have found that the Body of Christ sometimes works in a far more fluid way over the Internet.  Christian denominational aren’t s big an issue for some, theology and doctrine doesn’t have to be ticked or approved of, before you will accept prayer. And you may find your gifts being used to encourage, exhort, edify, teach, prophesy over, give a word of knowledge to, interceded for, or provide financial blessing (or other forms of generosity) to people you may NEVER have had a chance to bless ‘in real life’.

For me, Facebook and other forms of internet networking/community are what you make of it.  I don’t have a ‘God’ box that only comes out in ‘real life’.  I am as much a Christian on Facebook or my blog as I am face to face.  Therefore where ever I go I have the ability to bring the presence of God into someone’s life.  I have the chance to bless someone with my giftings, and show someone the love of God with how I act, speak or care.

If you want a network, then a network you will have.

But don’t be dish’n those of us who actually ‘get’ that God is with us always, and can be as much in an online conversation as He can be in a prayer meeting.

Last weekend was girls weekend.   A time when my sister and I meet up with childhood friends for a brief reprieve with hours of fun, renewal and laughter.   We take off all those other hats we wear daily and only  leave just one:  FRIEND.

Our group started this yearly event nearly 16 years ago, and I have only missed a few.  We have had some remarkable times.  Some of my favorite memories of past weekends were:

1.  The year we ate at a fancy restaurant up Lolo creek and decided to have a contest when we ordered ribs to see who could be the messiest by not using a napkin.  Boy did we get some looks!

2.  The time we went to a tiny town in western Montana where the locals glared at us as we entered a bar. By the end of the night we had won them all over and snapped a picture of approximately 50 faces posing with us on the dance floor as if we were all best friends!

3.  The year of the lake in a beautiful serene cabin when it was snowing and two of us brave souls decided we weren’t Montana women unless we could skinny dip in the lake at 2 am.   We did, indeed, prove to be Montana women!

We’ve been immature, crazy, mellow (more as the years pass), reflective and absolutely ridiculous sometimes.   But that is what makes our time so fun.   When the mom’s away the alter ego can play!!   Girlfriends add vitality to my life.  I can talk if I want, or not talk at all.   I can cry, laugh, bitch or be angry without judgment or bias.  I can hope, dream and say asinine statements without fear of being held accountable!  Girlfriends gift me the “present” to be who I want to be in the moment of NOW.   At the end of our get away the only purpose we have is to show up next year ready for a new location, a new adventure and a few new wrinkles.

This Thanksgiving I tip my friend hat to the girls!  Thanks for showing up through the good, bad, and ugly.  Thanks for sharing your love of Montana, nature, music, wine and food with me.   Even though it is a challenge to find that weekend we can all sacrifice the memories are always priceless!

Time away, a beautiful setting, and a chance to become a better mom, wife, sister and person.   Want time  to rejuvenate? Think about giving a gift of time this holiday season.   What a better setting than a cabin in Montana.   Check out this beautiful location:

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To the girls:  Thanks for giving me some of my most memorable times of my life!  Happy Thanksgiving!

LIFE LESSON? “Time is free, but it’s priceless. You can’t own it, but you can use it. You can’t keep it, but you can spend it.  Once you’ve lost it you can never get it back.” Harvey MacKay

"ALBUM DE FAMILIE" ROMANIA-UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

ALBUM DE FAMILIE”: ROMANIA-UNITED STATES OF AMERICA!
Felicitari PSD!SUCCES MIRCEA GEOANA!
Bravo,ba ,baieti!Felicitari PSD Prahova!
PSD VICTORIE !

Statele Unite ale Americii,Europa,intreaga lume au de azi un partener serios in PSD,un partener echilibrat atat in politica interna ,dar mai ales in politica externa.PSD-ul are politicieni de calibru care vor asigura un climat de calm si stabilitate in relatiile internationale.Vor reconstrui ceea ce Traian Basescu a distrus ca si omologul sau George Bush in politica externa,in acelasi mod in care Presedintele Barack Obama incearca sa repare gafele de anvergura ale predecesorului.
Mircea Geoana in nici un caz nu va declara invazia unei tari aflate sub tutela Rusiei cu trupele Nato asa cum a facut Traian Basescu in mod unilateral fara consultarea aliatilor.Atitudine contrara recomandarilor aliatului american,aliatilor Nato, care a cerut Romaniei sa fieo punte de legatura intre Nato si Rusia.
Traian Basescu nu a vrut sa inteleaga acest lucru,probabil aflat sub influenta alcoolului s-a crezut un pic Napoleon.

Pentru intreaga clasa politica din Romania ,PSD-ul este un partener mult mai serios si mai viabil decat partidul lui Traian Basescu.Cu PSD ai garantia cuvantului dat.

FELICITARI PSD!FELICITARI POPOR ROMAN!

 

Every One need a shoulder to cry on

Every one need a friend to rely on

                                     Shoulder to cry on ; Tommy page

Gw, Adisty, Astrid

Gw, Astrid, ANNa

 

Semua orang butuh temen atau sahabat, karena manusia di dunia ini tidak ada yang mampu hidup sendiri……

kenapa aku mendadak jadi mellow gini ya???? pertanyaan itu rasanya tertulis gedhe banget dalam pikiran ku kaleee ( wew… mau mewek hizk hizk……); rasanya aku pengen tereak kencenngggggg, ” kembalikan temenku… I need them …back  for me !!!!!! ” (lebay…);D  

Why I’ m thinking about???  klo di pikir pikir sih karena kami semua harus living separately kali.. bisa dikatakan persahabatan kami itu yang menginspirasi Tommy page nyiptain lagu  Shoulder to Cry on   huwahahaha….

Aku punya temen deket banget  , temen-temen jaman kuliah di Ubaya, awalnya nya sih temen runtang runtung gak jelas getu.. tapi slow but sure pertemanan kita jadi sesuatu yang berarti banget, very close, ada chemistry yang aku sendiri gak ngerti… asyik banget, lucu dan what ever lah……

“Astrid, Adisty, ANna dan aku Evi” kayaknya ada benang merah diantara kita  , kami punya “keantikan” dan “keunikan” masing-masing yang ternyata menjadi perekat diantara kami coz daya rekatnya lebih dahsyat dari lem alteco… huwahaha…kata anna sih gara gara kita ini antik makanya jadi nyambung ( gak bener say…. )

Kesamaan diantara kami kayaknya sih……

1. Kita sama sama suka jalan!  ahay.. rasanya ini yang sering kita lakukan, baik  sekedar jalan di mall, Traveling di dalam maupun luar negri –kita punya jadwal jaln ke luar negri bareng bareng setiap tahunnya– , nongkrong di cafe sambil ketawa ketiwi,atau sekedar puter puter sih ayyyooo..marree…
2. Agak sedikit Shoppaholic! karena semuanya hobby shopping… yang jelas shopping is de’ best, huwahahaha…..apalagi klo branded sale!! pasti temen temen ku yang paling heboh…shopping till drop alias belanja sampai kantong bolong atau belanja sampe gempor….paling paling pulangnya semua sama sama ngitung sisa uang di dompet atau berapa tagihan credit card bulan depan…..wakakakakak…..
3. Kita semua doyan makan !, hampir tiap jalan pasti kita ada schedule wisata kuliner, makan pindah pindah dari resto yang satu ke yang laen, atau dari cafe ke cafe, atau pas lagi bokek bolehlah makan sego sambel pinggir jalan,  pokoknya kami semua siap makan dari ala carte sampe ala kadarnya ,huwahahahaha….
4. Sama sama punya kelebihan masing masing, astrid : bahasa Inggris nya lumayan jago, sehingga kalo test toefl kita semua pastilah need her, untuk jadi joki test toefl,  Anna  : dia rajin banget, teliti dan tekun, tidak jarang kita nyotek homework ke dia, dan dia rela bantuin temen temen yang belom kelar skripsi atau thesis..kalo ini anna is the best… kalo Adisty…apa ya.. yang pasti anak ini full ide, banyak ide-ide yang keluar begitu saja dari otaknya, kayaknya otaknya belom selesai mikir tapi idenya udah keluar, klo aku sih… aku pikir aku jago lobby bok.. karena gak jarang aku yang berperan untuk proses perijinan menjadi mulus, ato ngelobby dosen dosen waktu kuliah dulu, so aku lumayan deket sama bapak dan ibu dosen juga ma TU hukum yang terkenal ganassss…..mungkin background ku  di politik dan sosial yang membuatku lebih luwes kalee ya…….aku inget aku pernah ngelobby pak didik dan pak dar dosen pembimbingku dan  pak didik, bu Atik dosen pembimbing Adisty  untuk bimbingan agar cepet klaar, ajaib .. hanya dalam waktu 3 bulan 15 hari skripsi kami berdua selesai….padahal untuk bimbingan pak didik butuh waktu minimal 8 bulan, wow… yang aku juga inget waktu ngelobby ujian Anna untuk di percepat karena kita dah terlanjur beli tiket vacation ke Malysia, Akhirnya “berhasil, berhasil, horreeee……” and.. kami semua dapat niali “A”.
5. Kita sama-sama Lulus  S1 3,5 tahun kecuali Astrid ding… dengan IPK diatas 3, dan Astrid jadi mahasiswi teladan lho… kita semua punya rasa solidaritas yang tinggi, Easy going dan kagak Reseh….

Now………

Kita semua sibuk dengan urusan masing masing ; Adisty lagi sibuk magang di kantor Notaris, setelah dia lulus Notariat  Univ. Diponegoro dengan predikat Cumlaude, kabarnya mau ngambil magang di Banjar… Anna lagi sibuk setelah keterima kerja di Bojonegoro untuk ngurusin pembebasan tanah untuk Exxon Mobile, karena dia kan bagian legal !!!, Astrid sekarang tinggal di Jakarta, after marriage dia ngikut her hubby ke sana, dan kabarnya lagi sibuk belajar jadi a house wife yang baek… ( untung aku sudah nurunin ilmu ku ” to be a good mother and wife , gretong lagi……); sementara aku sibuk ngurusin LSM ku, Organisasiku, dan aktifitas seputar rumah tangga ku….itu yang membuat kita jarang ngumpul, jarang pergi bareng, jarang denger cerita cerita gak jelas yang kadang I really miss it…… gue kangen sama loe pade….Miss U galz……

Raphael; Self Portrait with a Friend (1518-1519) - Oil on canvas, 99 x 83 cm, Louvre, Paris

While at the Louvre this past May I was very happy to come upon one of Raphael’s friendship portraits that I discovered years prior.  Seems that in the 16th century, it was a common practice for friends to get their portraits painted together.  While reading a book recently on the artist Peter Paul Rubens I discovered the painting below, and found the tradition continued on through the 17th century.  Both of these portraits include the artists, but there were commissioned portraits as well.

Kind of curious to think about our state of affairs in our day and age when you think of what people may infer if two male friends went into a photo portrait studio and wanted to get a picture taken.  The lady in Sears would think, “Oh one of those…” In our current state of affairs friendship is suspect.

I read an article in a history journal that talked about friendship portraits and  I was actually introduced to this Raphael painting not in an art publication but the journal “Touchstone” about six years ago.  Anthony Esolen wrote a very thought provoking article called “A Requiem for Friendship” on the subject – give it a read if you have a chance:  http://www.touchstonemag.com/archives/article.php?id=18-07-021-f

Hope your friendships are rich indeed.  As the Beatles remarked,  “I get by with a little help from my friends….”

Peter Paul Rubens; Mantuan Friendship Portrait, 1602. Wallraf-Richartz Museum Cologne

Don’t worry no spoilers, since I’m sure a lot of you are also watching the anime. I just finished reading chapter 22 and it really kind of hammered home just why I love this manga/anime so much.

I won’t go into detail about the circumstances behind the picture since I don’t want to spoil anyone, except to say the girls have been worried about Chizu.

Back when Toradora aired, one of the things I liked most about that show, is that even though the main plot point seemed to be about romance, and Taiga and Ryuuji’s pursuit of it, what also shone through was the friendship between everyone.

I think its for this same reason that I really love the manga/anime of Kimi ni Todoke. Of course the main plot revolves around Sawako and Kazehaya and their growing feelings, but the theme of friendship is also strong in this series.

Sawako is opening up to the world thanks to Kazehaya, but her friendship with Chizu and Yano is also helping her to grow as a person.

Whether its Sawako and Kazehaya, Chizu and Yano, Sawako, Chizu and Yano, Kazehaya and Ryuu or Chizu and Ryuu. There are so many different friendships here, separate from one another and yet also together.

Sawako and Yano feel like failures as friends because they don’t know what to do for Chizu in her situation, but relax as Kazehaya provides a friendly ear and points out Chizu will be okay, because they are her friends. So even though Kazehaya isn’t really close to Yano, there is still a friendship there of sorts, friends can be bridges to making other friends. Would Kazehaya have said anything if Sawako wasn’t also in that equation?

Whether they are cheering each other on, silently wondering how to help, picking fights in order to get their friend to confront their feelings, or just listening and giving what advice they can, the feelings of friendship clearly shine through.

Hopefully we all have friends like these in our lives

I had my outreach yesterday. I had a lot of new friends, my partners name was Maurine she was funny, we made jokes, we also had games in this activity. I learned a lot of things yesterday like generosity, (we shared food drinks and things), and friendship.:-)

Today the Queensparkers met at Lesser Hampden. Below are some pictures.

Has it ever happened to you that as you tranquilly get on Facebook, maybe with your morning tea, not yet properly awake, and suddenly see, on the top corner of the page where Facebook takes it upon itself to suggest new friends, the name and picture of an ex-boyfriend, a friend with whom you fell out long ago even if you don’t remember why, a cousin you have not seen since you were a child? The ex laughs for the camera, the former friend has gotten a bit older, perhaps has changed haircut, and the cousin might as well be a stranger except that in the bottom of your heart you know that you unescapably resemble each other.

Here they are, faces of the past, coming to haunt us.

Our heart hammers unpleasantly. We cannot take our eyes off of the picture and the name that once meant so much to us and now only petrifies us. The look in the eyes of that ex-boyfriend or friend that we knew so well and yet have wished to forget, perhaps even at a certain point in our lives struggled, suffered to forget, suddenly there, on the top corner of the page, riveted on us.  Then there is that perfectly amiable statement telling us to “add as friend” someone we never wanted to be left in the quandary of befriending or not to begin with. Hence, here we are face to face with our past in the discreetly demanding world of Facebook and we do not know what to do with it.

Next  memories, some beautiful, mostly painful (otherwise we would still be with that boyfriend or friend) begin popping up in our head like mushrooms. But I did not want to wake up this morning and start thinking about my past! We would like to shout. But to no avail. The past has been forced upon us, its claws gripping our shoulders, making us turn to the screen no matter how much we try to squirm out of its grasp.

And the question is still pending, hanging in the air like winter fog: do we want to add this person, this phantom of the past, as our friend? Or even worse, do we want to accept the call for friendship, the “unclenched fist” that this person, who has obviously seen our name and picture on the top corner of his/her page earlier than us, is offering us? Do we want to take a step to rekindle contact, to leave our past and all the entailed grudge, anger, remorse, regret, hostility, and the unresolved behind us, and say yes, let’s be friends? Because the matter could easily be settled with a click. One can even take her time, reflect on her decision, pedantically weigh all the details, and then make the click. There is no awkwardness, no running into each other on a rainy night when one least expected it and thus had her guards down, no should we hug or merely shake hands, no “so what have you been up to” when in reality we only want to leave everything and run!

Instead, on the neutral Facebook ground with photos and notes and news feeds, whose main purpose is to prevent concentration and over-involvement with anyone and anything, one can just make that magical click, pretending to herself that it was just another click in the series of unending clicks of the day. Another click to let someone into our life, another click to connect, another click to expand our social network. And if it’s a shadow of the past, a thorn in the heart, so what? We’re here to connect. We’re here to go beyond emotions and make friends.

And my thoughts go to Tolstoy and that masterpiece of literature and soap-opera Anna Karenina and the scene when Kitty runs into the former love of her life Vronsky, who broke her heart by becoming Anna Karenina’s lover. Kitty first blushes, does not what to do or to say. But she immediately finds her bearings, keeps her head up, does not stammer but speaks in a calm clear voice, and leaves Vronsky as composed and dignified as we could like her to be and we would like ourselves to be when in the same circumstances. We feel so proud of Kitty in this scene! We would like to embrace her and say, Good job Kitty! You came out of it triumphant!

But in the time of Facebook, we don’t have to go through what Kitty goes through. We can just sit behind our computer, our faces permanently concealed behind our profile pictures and status, without worrying about our ex seeing if we blush, hearing if our voice at first trembles, seeing the tension in our eyes, and of course without our being able to see if he blushes or trembles or if the pupils of his eyes flutter nervously (we are denied that pleasure), and decide if this is the “beginning of a new friendship.” We can just sit behind our computer and click.

by Ms. Chang

When I first came to Dubai, Someone told me that people come to this part of the world (the Gulf region) with two bags:  One is for money and the other is for shit.  When one of those bag is filled up, you go home.  I thought that was a very interesting statement- yes, you do put up with a lot of shit living in Dubai, but yes, you can make a lot of money.  In other words, you have to put up with a lot of shit making money in Dubai… or not.

This past week, I had to say good-bye to my friend Anthony.  It seemed that he left Dubai with his bag full of shit.  This whole experience is very sad- for him and for myself as well.  I’ve always known that Dubai soul-less, but what Anthony went through also made me realize that Dubai is heartless too.  Not to get into the specifics, but Dubai is a place that allows companies with terrible business practices to survive.  The government regulations are sketchy and companies can get away with treating their employees like absolute shit, messing with people’s livelihoods.  I wonder how these people sleep at night.

I was very sad about losing him because you just don’t find that many friends in the city.  Anthony was a gem on this desert.  Dubai just attracts certain kinds of people, the flaky, the phony and the pretentious.  They can also be throat-cutting, blood letting assholes, their sole goal in life is to make money and destroy anyone who get in the way.  It can be an awfully lonely place to live, if you don’t have real, genuine friends around you who will stick up to you, no matter what.

Anthony and I partying it up...

Anthony was such a friend.  We had a lot of fun surviving Dubai together.  We moaned and complained to each other about work and everything else.  Supported each other through the good times and bad times.  We stayed up late eating junk food, drinking heavily.  Then we feel bad the next day and sweat it out at the gym.  We had our “cheat days” on Fridays, which also happened to be the day we went to the beach with a mini freezer full of semi- frozen spiked juice.  Laying on the beach half-cut, running across the beach (because the sand was so damn hot) and jumping into the water to cool off.  So many good memories in such a short amount of time.

I am going to miss my friend.  Anthony was the only person who asked me how my day was everyday and bid me good night each night.  I am going to miss having him calling me “skank” when I walk through the door.  I am also going to miss our dumb disagreements, like arguing about the the ugly and horrible-looking tom-cat who we see on our way to Spinney’s.  For the last time Ant, he is NOT Dewey’s father!!  Speaking of Spinney’s… who is going to carry six liters worth of water all the way home from Spinney’s for me now?   Also… who is going to be able to go to the beach with me now?  Everybody burns up like lobsters within the first couple of hours and only Anthony and I could withstand the Dubai sun.

The flat is awfully quiet now.  The TV is never on and there’s no one sitting on that couch while I am sitting in my usual spot, plugging away on my computer.  I can’t help but to blame Dubai for forcing one of the very few real friends to leave me and our very few friends.  I am bitter and resentful and the most ironic part is that I have to stay here just for a little while longer.  Hopefully by then, my bag for the money will be full so I can get out of here.  At least now Anthony is free of Dubai and he’s back home in South Africa, where he will be free to smoke a joint when he pleases and see his beloved everyday.  I look forward to that day too when I can do the same, but somewhere on the Pacific West Coast.

Thanks for being such a fantastic friend Ant.  I will see you again soon… NOT in sh’allah!

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What to think about today… It was raining and dreary all day, but I surprising wasn’t feeling down. I was actually feeling pretty good, considering the weather. My feelings have been completely whack, as usual. One minute, I’m fine, and the next, I’m a wreck. It must be very stressful for Tyler. I feel bad for him; he shouldn’t have to go through that. I wish I could do something for him, but I don’t know what I’d do. I’m supposed to be studying finite math with him tomorrow. I wonder if he remembers.

I spent forever and a day on my blog project, which I still technically haven’t finished yet. I need to go over and take seriously the “Background & Analysis” page. I don’t know if Chris will appreciate my humor of “famous pirates you may know would be Blackbeard, Grace O’Malley, Calico Jack, Jack Sparrow, and Will Turner.” I thought it was funny. However, I am also an asshole. We’ll see how it goes.

I talked to Tabi today. She’s doing well, which is very good. I worry about her. She’s been the one that grown up the most and the fastest out of all of us. She’s had so much happen to her, it’s simply amazing how well she’s doing now. She’s concerned about Christos though… Apparently, he gone during the week (for his job) and when he’s back in town for the weekends, he’s never at home. Tabi says she doesn’t want to ask him because she doesn’t want to find out something she’s not supposed to. I asked her if she’s going to live by “ignorance is bliss” for the moment, to which she responded, “Yes. Yes I am.” I miss her so much though. I miss our group, though to be completely honest, I’m not sure how much I miss Nova, or Nova misses us. She’s just… one of those people, you know? A complete social butterfly that you can’t help but like because she’s just so likeable. I know that was a sentence fragment, but I really don’t care at the moment.

Today in one of my classes, I had to write about how my childhood friendships shaped how I communicate today. I wrote about how back in the day, we used to have a “leader” (usually Tabi) and the other girls would compete to see who could be best, best friends with her. A lot of it was just based on loyalty. Throughout years, I’ve had friends come and go, but a (mostly) consistant friendship I’ve had is with those five girls. If you think about it, it’s pretty amazing because not a lot of people can say that they’re still friends with people they were in second grade. Yeah, we’ve all gone (and still are going) our own ways, but the loyalty is still there. I think that’s true friendship right there.

“Even though we’ve changed and we’re all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or when the smile spreads across our face, we’ll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we’re not all still friends.”

All Day I Dream About Cupcakes

“DREAM BIG

If there were ever a time to dare,
to make a difference,
to embark on something worth doing,
it is now.
Not for any grand cause, necessarily—
but for something that tugs at your heart,
something that’s your aspiration,
something that’s your dream.

You owe it to yourself to make your days here count.
Have fun.
Dig deep.
Stretch.

Dream big.

Know, though, that things worth doing seldom come easy.
There will be good days.
And there will be bad days.
There will be times when you want to turn around,
pack it up, and call it quits.
Those times tell you that you are pushing yourself,
that you are not afraid to learn by trying.

Persist.

Because with an idea,
determination, and the right tools,
you can do great things.
Let your instincts,
your intellect,
and your heart guide you.

Trust.

Believe in the incredible power of the human mind.
Of doing something that makes a difference.
Of working hard.
Of laughing and hoping.
Of lazy afternoons.
Of lasting friends.
Of all the things that will cross your path this year.

The start of something new brings the hope of something great.
Anything is possible.
There is only one you.
And you will pass this way only once.

Do it right.”

Thank you for your friendship, your support, and your amazing heart. And for embracing a love for cupcakes (a subject VERY near and dear to my heart) by hosting Cupcakes4Charity. I salute you!

i walk into the church, my steps confidant and sure. everything is falling apart. i am in control. i am falling apart. but i bite my tongue hard and smile, ignoring the bitter taste in my mouth, & push open the door. the music is loud, loud enough to drown out every thought except for sheer desperation. i sit next to a girl, her smile almost as plastic as my own, but we make no mention of this detail. it doesn’t matter. i don’t care about her secrets, and she doesn’t care about mine. two small words escape my lips, much louder than i had thought they would be. my throat is dry and aches, i choke back every inch of emotion i feel for fear i’ll scream or worse, cry. holding my breath, i make it through the short service, stealing glances at the boy across from me every once in a while, his blue eyes glued to the book in hand. after what seems like an eternity, it’s over with one final prayer hanging in the silence. the noise around me is a dull roar as i take the few steps over to him, not nearly as certain as before. he smiles, his mid-range murmurs just barely audible.  it’s all meaningless babble now. we’ve been avoiding the inevitable for far too long, and it’s blatantly obvious that our friendship is disintegrating. but i hold on for dear life to the one thing that has been keeping me sane. you know me better than anybody else, but you don’t know anything at all. the lies come out, & with a feigned excuse, you slowly make your great escape. i wish i could realize you are gone forever. por siempre. exhaling vanilla lace, i slide down onto the seat, vaguely noticing the nearly identical though obviously younger boy near me. shattered into a million pieces by the musician, the boy’s words nearly bring me to tears. everything spills out, everything that we’ve been hiding from him for so long. everything that i thought he hadn’t noticed. he’s quiet for a moment, calculating. tip-toeing around me like so many do. with my emotional state so fragile, he’s unsure how to speak the most honest words anyone said to me during this time, words that i needed to hear. words that proved to me he was my friend.

“that is so selfish of you. you’re better than this.”

watching him walk to his brother, i bite my lip.

i wish i could’ve said something.

but alex is gone, too.