Showing posts with label my feelings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my feelings. Show all posts

26 August 2011

Last Day @ Work

Finally!!!
Last day @ Work!!
Coz from tomorrow until 4th of September, our office is closed due to Lebaran (EID) day. So.. bye-bye paper work, report and binder. Welcome freedom. Although my activities during holiday is finishing my baby set order (After visiting family and friends off course). Not much of fun right?!

But still.. I'm glad I can have this holiday. Even sometimes I envy to my friends who's Mudik every Lebaran. Mudik is tradition to go to our home town and gathered with family. Especially for those who work in different city. Although from what I heard, mudik is quite challenging. Imagine the massive people who had the same plan with you. Going home. What will happen next difficulty in finding ticket (whether plane, ship or even bus), then buying gift, packing, etc. And when to travel with car or bus, imagine that long trip since there will be travel jam every where. But all of that tiring trip are worth a lot since you'll meet your family and ask for apologize from them (especially your parents).

That's the essence of mudik on Lebaran day right?!

To be with your family, closing old chapter of your book of life and start a new one. With new positive heart and positive mind.

EID MUBARAK .. my dearest friend
May Allah forgive all of our mistakes 
May you gathered with your family & friends
May we meet again on next Lebaran
^__^



24 August 2011

My New Buddy

It finally arrived.
New member of my notebook aka. diary family.

I ordered it from mba Tarlen @vitarlenology . My own notebook. Simple notebook with blue leather cover. I asked Mba Tarlen if it's possible to add quote on it. And she said yes. Its a quote which I found in Paulo Coelho's book (The Alchemist).

It's the possibility of having dream come true
that makes life interesting.

pic from sis Tarlen's blog
You know what.. I adore Mba Tarlen, She's one of creative woman I ever know. Just take a look how she packed my note book. She can make good things from unused stuff.

The Package. Wrapped with unused paper

Surprise!! She made a goodie bag for my notebook

On my messy desk

Million thanks Mba Tarlen.

Hopefully I can write things down till the last paper ^__~



07 July 2011

Our Book: Rajutan Inspiratif

Hi Friends!!
I'm sooo Happy!!

Alhamdulillah... our cro-knit book is finally finished.



This is DC 1st book and guess what?!? It's also the 1st cro-knit book which made by a bunch of people. There are 10 people in this book. For me, it was a great honor. I never imagine that I will write a pattern. Not even once. So when Sis Thata asked me to joined her writing in this book, its like dream. 

She's not only asking me to write a pattern but she also encouraging me to do it. So even I can only write one pattern for this book, but I'm happy. Coz I got lots of lesson in the process.

Thank you Allah.
Thank you Sis Thata.
Thank you all my BIG Sister @ Dinamic CroKnit.

LOVE Y'all 

01 April 2011

How are You??

Hi sweety..
How are you today??
I bet you're ok now. 
Did GOD gave you any fish? or maybe cheese. Your favorite one.
Did you find your siblings there?? or maybe a new friend.
Hope you found one. So you wont feel alone. 

I missed you a lot.
I missed the way you sleep on my lap.
I missed you jump in my bed and crawl next to me.
I missed laughing at you when I tease you with my yarn
I missed to see you run from mommy.
Its your fault anyway. You stole our dinner ;)

I never had any pet again after you're gone.
Loosing you was sad for me and I don't wanna feel that again.
Besides, my new home was small now.
You can't run freely in this small house.

You know what?? 
I found some of your pic in my flash disk. 
Not much of pic. But at least they ease my pain little bit.
I edited them. Look nicer now. I think.

See you again next time.
In heaven.
I wish.



 


15 March 2011

I Love Me

got this lovely pic from google
I Love You.
How many times in a day we say it to others? Once? Twice? Or even more.

BUT,

How many times in a day -or even in a month- we say it to ourselves.

Is it that weird?

To stand in front of a mirror and say 'I Love You' to that beautiful creature that we see. To that reflection in front of us.

I Love You who try your best in finding and get close to your GOD.
I Love You who never gave up even in a stormy day.
I Love You who always try to be yourself, although there's a moment when you wish that you're someone else.
Maybe you're not as slim as your friend,but I Love Your effort to eat healthy food.
Maybe you're not as smart as them, but I Love the way you broaden your view with reading.

Yes, how many times you say it to the reflection in front of you.

Maybe..

If I say it more often, someday I'll be able to say..

I LOVE ME.

04 March 2011

What should I do??

Please tell me...
What will you do 
if.. 
your body and mind were in different place at the same time??

Please tell me..
What should I do?
Here I am in my cubicle (just finished my lunch) listening to Vanilla Twilight from OWL City while my minds flow so far. They traveled to different places. Home. My fav. book store. Office that interviewed me. My fav. traditional market. Up to places that I dreamed to visit someday. Anywhere but here. Its been a while since my mind never stick with my body and soul during office hours. Sometimes it's tiring. 

Please tell me..
What should I do?
 

09 February 2011

I'm Tired

Dear God,
I'm really tired of all of these.
My brother who never grew up.
My dad who never really exist.

I wish i could pause my life for a while.
No no.
I don't wanna give up. I just need a break. Time out.
To tell YOU that I'm tired. So YOU can give me strength to move again.

Please hear me,GOD.
I'm tired.

28 September 2010

Gosh!! I missed you, dad.

I sure miss u a lot, daddy !!
I just finished talking with my dad on phone.
Seems like years since our last talk.

We didn't talk much actually, just asking how we doing.
Asking whether his ok or not.
No special father-daughter talk.

Nothing!! just simple talk.
And a minute a go, after I hang up the phone.
My eyes burnt into tears.

Gosh!! I missed him so.