The Guest House

This being human is a guest house...

Every morning a new arrival...

A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor...

Welcome and entertain them all !

Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,

who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture,

still, treat each guest honorably...

He may be clearing you out for some new delight... (red: Insya Allah!)

The dark thought, the shame, the malice...

Meet them at the door laughing and invite them in...

Be grateful for whatever comes..Because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.

(Jalaluddin Rumi)

first ride

woohoo..finally, i got the chance to drive a car here..been trying to drag someone to be my guardian navigator, to help me to get myself used to driving at the different side of the road..
luckily avi was generous (or brave? :D ) enough to agree to help..

aller-retour to ikea franconville, baby!
not bad for a start, isn't it?

PS: plus i got to do my long-postponed shopping..2 birds hit by one stone!

Quotation 14 January 2010

Tell me..What's the meaning of life to you?

And I found an interesting answer..I just read it through one of the silly game in my iPhone..

"Life is what happens while you're busy making other plans."

John Lennon (1940 - 1980)

Mi Gelas

Akhirnya balik lg deh ke Paris..ga kerasa, udah 3 minggu aja nih ninggalin Bandung..balik ke rutinitas semula, bermain2 dgn angka..pulang malem..dan homesick tentunya.. :(

Walo yg terakhir rada susah di atasin secara konkrit (yg murah dan bisa diselesaikan dlm waktu dekat), mari kita bahas tentang penanggulangan problema yg pertama; yaitu pulang malem karena maen ama angka..

Capek..ditambahin ama laper...ini dia solusinya...Mi Gelas!!
Untung aja ngangkut Mi Gelas pas liburan kmrn...
Ga disangka ga dinyana...terdapat berjuta kekuatan di dalamnya...hehehe..untung cup di vending machine msh cukup nampung sbg wadah..cm lupa bawa sendok nih, jd deh bungkus sambel ABC dijadiin pengaduk.. :D

Tapi beso2 ngaduknya hrs lbh semangat..soalnya td rada kaget, belakangan kok kaya lg sakaw ama serbuk Royco..hehehehe....

The two little rascals

Yup..that's how I call my two little nephews..My sister and her husband might call them "Little Princes"..But I strongly disagree...

I just met them during this holiday (well, at least for the young one, I visited my sister when her first son was only few months old), but getting to know them was a crazy adventure..
My life lately was all about, running around, yelling, spanking (not even close to what you think!)...ouffff....

Yet, they look like little angels when they sleep... :)

Garfield

Belakangan, dengan alasan pengen belajar bahasa Perancis yg lbh manusiawi dan sehari2 (lepas dr grammar dan teman2) jadilah mulai sering maen ke Bibliotheque kantor..Karena keinginan gw yg cukup lemah, jadilah cuma kuat ampe sebatas komik..Dan terpilihlah Garfield sebagai komik yang tadinya gw pikir ga bakal banyak ngomongnya..(hehe, curang)

Dari satu komik bisa selese seminggu, belakangan dah mulai jarang buka kamus dan bisa 4 komik seminggu..Bukan knapa2, tp ternyata masalah Garfield ya seputaran berat badan, makan dan tidur..jadi kosakatanya ga jauh2..buhuhuhu...

Ternyata Garfield ngegemesin yaaaa? Kaya ngeliatin karakter Pheobe di Friends..Karakter kuat, kadang ngelawan arus, ngegemesin, tp jg sering bikin dongkol.. :D

Trus hari ini saking bosennya krn hrs kekantor, yg ada malah browse websitenya Garfield..And guess what, first issue-nya Garfield itu 19 Juni 1978!!
Kakak gw aja belon lahir..ckckck...

Saatnya menikmati Garfield's 30 yrs of free comic strip..yiiihaaaaw!!!

My job and me

It's another day..another night in Paris..after my working day..after the booring day.. :(

How could it be so ironic, when everybody say that I'm so lucky to be living in Paris, yet I've never really feel the ultimate joy??

I just hate my job..my current job..I really wish I could scream it out loud if it could make me feel better..but it can't..I wake up everyday, with no excitement of a promise of a beautiful day..I called myself being a zombie walking to that tall building to work..
I can not even enjoy the leisure time, because I know right after, I will have to go back to work in the same building, with all the stuck-up -nose people, with such boring job, and unpleasant co-worker...

How I miss Balikpapan and my old job...But is it really Balikpapan that I miss? If I were to sleep and wake up in Balikpapan the next morning, will I be happy again? When my bestfriends are not there anymore...My band crew is going their own way now..I already sold my cute 'mas anto'...
Will I be happy again in Balikpapan without them?

And then I checked my facebook (after long long time being ignored, cos I'm too busy -rather overwhelmed- in the office and may laptop starts to go crazy..), and my highschool friend posted our old class photo...I felt like I wanted to cry..And I really missed the easy and joyful life I had back then..I wasn't a social butterfly, indeed I wasn't...But, I can't recall such unhappy feeling I have now then..Yes, there were tests and boy problem..But I always remember it as happy time...

And then I watched a tv series tonite..Sex and the City..When Carrie Bradshaw just started her first few days as writer in Vogue..She thought about quitting, not only thought but she asked to her boss already..In the end she stayed and said:

"It's tempting to wish for the perfect boss or the perfect parents or the perfect outfit..But maybe the best any of us can do is not quit, and play the hands we've been given and accesorize the outfit we've got..."

Could I be as strong? Do I have to be so depressed and sad like this? It's a question I haven't been able to answer...