Story 3: Boy's costumes

Karnaval masih berlangsung meskipun perlahan-lahan orang-orang mulai pergi. Aku masih saja terpaku di depan komputer dengan muka masam. Internet sudah bukan sesuatu yang menarik perhatianku lagi, konsentrasiku buyar aku tidak tahu website mana yang ingin aku buka atau website apa yang sedang aku lihat sekarang. Aku ingin kunciku, aku ingin kembali ke kamarku!! teriakku dalam hati.

Sesaat kemudian, si Oki muncul dari pintu lift yang tepat berada beberapa meter saja dari meja komputerku. Mendapati hanya aku orang Indonesia yang sedang berada di ruang komputer itu, wajah si cowok satu ini menjadi berseri-seri dan segera menghampiriku. Selidik punya selidik, ternyata Oki sedang mau ke Amsterdam cari kerja part-time, dia juga tahu aku sedang pengangguran saat itu. Buatnya hal ini adalah kesempatan baik untuk mengajakku mencari kerja juga meskipun aku bisa membaca dari raut mukanya kalau dia hanya butuh teman pergi.

Setelah kutimbang-timbang memang aku tidak akan tahan dalam keadaan sini sampai Tifa pulang. Aku harus pergi untuk melepaskan kekesalanku. Oki memang datang pada saat yang tepat meskipun ada maksud lain dibalik ajakannya. Hanya satu masalah, aku masih memakai piyama dan sepasang sandal. Ini bukan pakaian yang layak untuk pergi di tengah cuaca sedingin ini. Oki menyadari keadaanku lalu menawarkan meminjamkan jaket dan sepatu ketsnya.

Baju pergi Oki memang banyak, dia juga punya beberapa jaket musim dingin, dan sepatunya pun ada beberapa pasang hanya satu masalah Oki bukan cewek. Dia menawarkanku sepasang sepatunya dan jaketnya yang menurutnya paling kecil. Setelah aku memakainya aku merasa badanku mengecil ketika bayanganku terpantul di cermin dengan sepatu yang lima nomer lebih besar dari ukuranku dan jaket yang lengannya 10 cm lebih panjang dari ukuran tanganku.

Dengan tinggi badan 167 cm dan berat 55 Kg, aku memang bukan seorang cewek yang mungil dan imut dan entah mengapa aku juga mempunyai sindrom melihat cowok-cowok sebayaku selalu tampak lebih pendek dari aku. Yang aku tahu, sepertinya keadaanku ketika aku SD memang cukup berpengaruh. Aku adalah cewek paling tinggi selama SD minimal itulah yang guru-guruku bilang ketika aku harus berbaris di baris paling belakang dan teman cowok di kelasku pun belum ada yang setinggi aku. Tentu saja ketika SMU pandangan itu berubah ketika para cowo mulai tumbuh begitu cepatnya dan masa pertumbuhanku hampir berhenti. But still...I have that syndrom.

Cukup shock juga ketika aku menyadari betapa kecilnya aku dalam baju Oki. Oki yang selama ini juga kuanggap kira-kira lima senti lebih pendek dariku. Kualihkan pandanganku ke Oki, dan dia tampak tersenyum puas bercampur geli melihat keadaanku. Aku bukan pacarnya tentu saja penampilanku pun bukan masalah baginya selama menurutnya jaket dan sepatunya cukup melindungiku dari cuaca dingin. Wajahku kembali masam sambil melepas kembali jaket dan sepatunya. Kukatakan maaf padanya karena aku sedang tidak mood untuk pergi dan segera keluar dari kamarnya yang berada di lantai dua selantai dengan kamarku juga.

"Hi, how are you?" Sapaan Willy yang cukup menyentak lamunanku di koridor lantai dua itu. Willy, Willy si asisten student hostel itu baru saja pulang belanja. Betapa bodohnya aku, orang ini selalu punya kunci master untuk semua pintu. Dengan segera aku menghampirinya dan menceritakan masalahku. Dengan berdecak keheranan, akhirnya diapun meminjamkan kunci itu padaku. Hore aku bisa masuk kamarku lagi. Dank je wel Will!!

Story 2: Morning's Accident

Haarlem, 5 Desember 2002, Saint Nicholas dag. Hampir lima bulan sudah aku berada di Negara kincir angin ini. Aku sungguh menikmati hari-hariku di sini meskipun sekarang cuaca sudah semakin dingin. Tahun ini adalah musim dingin pertamaku dan aku berharap untuk melihat salju untuk pertama kalinya dalam hidupku. Seperti apakah butiran-butiran salju itu? Apakah mirip kapas-kapas yang menghias pohon natal di gerejaku tiap tahun Cuma yang satu ini lebih dingin mungkin? Tetapi sampai awal bulan Desember ini, tak ada satu tandapun bahwa salju akan turun di samping angin dan temperatur yang cukup dingin untuk membuat es krim tidak akan meleleh.

Hari ini adalah hari perayaan santa Nikolas. Pagi itu aku bangun lebih awal dari hari-hari liburku pada umumnya hanya untuk mendapatkan sebuah komputer kosong di lantai dasar dan menikmati internet selama mungkin. Sejam saja aku terlambat bangun, mungkin aku harus menunggu minimal satu jam berikutnya untuk mengantri internet yang hanya tersedia di tiga komputer di ruang dasar itu. Apalagi karena hari ini hari libur, banyak student lain yang memutuskan tinggal di asrama saja daripada harus berjalan atau bersepeda menembus udara dingin ke sekolah hanya untuk mengirim sepucuk email.

Sekitar jam 10, terdengar alunan musik karnaval di depan asrama. Santa Nikolas dan Piet Hitamnya sedang bernyanyi sambil membagi-bagikan coklat kepada anak-anak dan orang tuanya yang berkumpul di depan asramaku yang kebetulan dibangun dari bekas bangunan tua Heilig Hart Kerk (gereja Hati Kudus). Aku meninggalkan komputerku dengan sebuah dokumen word terbuka dengan harapan orang lain akan mengira aku sedang dalam proses membuat tugas. Aku berlari menuju pintu depan gereja dengan masih mengenakan sandal dan piyamaku. Di tengah jalan aku bertemu dengan roomateku Tifa telah berpakaian rapi dan siap pergi dengan Fajar teman setanah air yang kebetulan kamarnya tepat di depan kamarku dan Tifa. Mau kemana dua orang itu sepagi ini? tanyaku dalam hati. Tifa segera menyingkapi keherananku dan mengatakan dia mau nge-apply langganan hp di Zandvoort dan Fajar yang tahu tempatnya. Sebelum aku sempat berkata sepatah katapun, Tifa tampak terburu-buru mengajak Fajar pergi karena kereta jurusan Haarlem-Zandvoort Cuma datang 30 menit sekali. Diapun hanya sempat melambaikan tangannya dan berlari menembus kerumunan orang ketika aku meneriakan beberapa patah kata yang tak mungkin lagi didengarnya, ”Tif, aku ga bawa kunci ka mar....” Kamar di gereja ini cuma bisa dibuka dari dalam tetapi tidak dari luar tanpa kunci.

Terlambat sudah, pagi itu aku terperangkap dalam baju tidurku berdiri di belakang gerombolan orang yang mengelilingi santa dan piet hitamnya. Musik karnaval itu seolah-olah menjadi background musik yang cukup menertawakan ketidakberuntunganku pagi itu hanya karena kecanggihan teknologi yang disebut internet aku lupa membawa kunci kamarku.

Story1: The Beginning

Bandara Juanda Surabaya, 16 Agustus 2002, hari itu cuaca cerah matahari bersinar terang dan cukup menyengat untuk membuat orang-orang yang ada di bandara siang itu berkali-kali menyeka keringat. Dengan tergesa-gesa, papa memintaku cepat check in setelah mendapatkan tiketku. Sampai-sampai dia lupa kalau aku belum berpamitan dengan mama yang menunggu di pintu luar. Sekali lagi aku berlari keluar dari gate keberangkatan dan menemukan mamaku. Kupeluk erat mama untuk terakhir kali, beliau tampak kuat ketika mengatakan selamat jalan kepadaku. Aku pun membalasnya dengan senyum dan sekali lagi meyakinkannya kalau aku akan baik-baik saja. Kulayangkan padanganku untuk terakhir kali ke sekitarku, kurasakan udara kota Surabaya di siang bolong itu, dan segera berlari masuk sebelum suasana menjadi semakin dramatis.

Hidup terpisah dari keluargaku bukan hal yang baru lagi. Selama SMU akupun hidup terpisah dari keluargaku selama kurang lebih tiga tahun lamanya. Hanya ketika liburan datang mungkin aku pulang ke Kediri itupun tidak teralu sering. Hal yang bisa membuatku merasa berat meninggalkan tanah airku untuk melanjutkan studiku dan mungkin menjadi penyesalanku yang paling dalam adalah tentang seseorang di sana.

Aku mengenalnya selama tiga tahun di Semarang. Dalam waktu yang terhitung cukup lama itu, aku dan dia baru menyadari bahwa ada rasa di antara kami tepat dua bulan sebelum keberangkatanku ke Belanda. Sebulan kemudian aku resmi lulus dari SMU dan pulang ke kotaku. Kenangan terakhir yang kami buat hanyalah sebuah janji untuk bertemu yang tak pernah aku penuhi karena papa tidak mengijinkanku pergi ke Semarang hanya untuk mengikuti retreat selama beberapa hari lalu pulang lagi. Beliau berpikir itu hanya akan membuang uang dan mengurangi waktuku untuk belajar bahasa Belanda sebelum berangkat.

Selama waktu sebulan itu, hanya sms dan sepucuk surat saja yang menjadi penghubung di antara kami. Pada malam sebelum keberangkatanku, aku memutuskan untuk melepas perasaanku dengan mengirimkan satu sms terakhir untuknya. Dengan berat hati dan dari perasaanku yang paling dalam aku mendoakan semoga dia menemukan seseorang yang cocok untuknya.

Panggilan terakhir sudah diumumkan, pintu pesawatpun telah ditutup. Pesawat Malaysian Airlines dengan jurusan Surabaya-Singapore-Belanda inipun siap tinggal landas. Tak setetes air matapun mengalir dari mataku, meskipun masih ada yang mengganjal di hatiku. Kualihkan pandanganku ke teman-teman baruku, beberapa di antara mereka masih terisak adapula yang tak sabar menunggu kapal terbang ini melesat ke angkasa. Pesawat mulai menuju landasan pacu. Sekali lagi aku menarik napas panjang dan berkata pada diriku sendiri aku tak menyesal, ini adalah jalan hidupku.

DON'T READ THIS POST!!

If you are dropping by on my blog and see this please just skip this post. Don't ever look at it or even try to read this. This post is not published to be read. There are plenty other posts that contain something than this one. Nothing is being talked here, believe me.

Why are you still reading it? Is it not clear enough what I have told you before? geez you're stubborn enough. Like what people say, a command is there to be broken. If there is no command or prohibition, nothing will be broken or disobeyed, right? Just like those of you who are still reading this writing. I cleary tell you to skip it or just go to another webpage instead of reading my blog but you're still reading it anyway. What's wrong with you guys?? Is that so enjoyable to break a rule?? C'mon you don't want to be that bad, do you? Our parents always want us to be good and obidient and that what you should be now.

Humans are a unique creature. GOD has created them to have what is called free will. Therefore, people always have big curiousities towards everything and then a desire to know more, have more or just keep it and leave it like that. It is all your own decision. Just like Adam and Eve, they would have been in Eden until our generation if they had not chosen to taste the forbidden fruit. GOD likes if we want to know more about the truth and search for it, and He will satisfy us. On the other side, satan also loves if we want to know more and he plays with our curiousity about something that we shouldn't know but he plays tricks by saying you will never know until you experience it by yourself (clever he?). But GOD said "blessed those who have have not seen and yet have believed". Thus, don't play with your curiousity. We were not born to know everything and it is impossible to know all things except GOD. There are so many things that we cannot understand and all we can do is just "believing". So why you don't just believe me and keep reading until this point?


Ok, I admit it is good to know that "curiousity" is needed to help someone develop him/herself. The more you want to know and search for the truths the more knowledgeable you are. Unfortunately, I should let you down by reading this so far you get nothing but your big curiousity about what I'm trying to say. Well, prove it by yourself. If you read this sentence, it means that you have a very big curiousity, if not you have left this page since couples minutes a go. I don't play any trick..it just because you and I are created to be someone who are wondering about new thing and something that we have never known or done it before.

Least but not last thank you for wondering along with me till this part. Let me remind you one more time, this is the very last sentence please do not force yourself to continue even you see some words just ignore them okay??
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hahahaahahahahahhahhhhahahahahaa....................Gotcha.....got yaaa :p :p

Job hunting season...

If I can take a metaphor, students who are looking for internships now are like hunters who are hunting in the woods. Some are really hard workers and do all ways and then expect maybe some animals will fall into their traps, some trust on their luck-fates just by doing less and waiting, other are quite detail and have well-planned strategies to get the big ones, and there are also some others who are scared before trying and just wait outside the woods and perhaps there will be a deer jumping over the street.

Ones who are scared are the pessimist type. They do not believe on their own abilities and often see that the neighbors' gardens are always greener. It does not mean that those people are incapable or have fewer talents than the others who go for big hunting seasons. It just because they need more courage and support from the surrounds and more self-confidence to say "yes, I can do it, I will go for it."

In contrast, there are also the over-optimistic people. The hunters who believe they are the lucky ones because he/she has more qualifications than others. This confidence shows up because perhaps he/she got the high rank at school or he/she has a lot of talents and other supports. Those people might be ones who companies search for. But since the person is capable in many things, sometimes he/she falls because he/she overestimates of himself or herself. They would tend to do fewer efforts with expectation that the chance will be higher for them to be accepted. On the other hand, mostly the failure of this type is their too many abilities that all are mentioned in the resume/CV. We know that certain jobs need more specific qualifications too. It's better to master one thing than to be average in many things.

The hard worker types often have bigger chance to get jobs (but not always) than other hunter types. They send applications randomly to all job offers that they can find with less considering whether it is the job that they desire or not. As long as they get the interview they will take it first and keep it until they get another offer then choosing the better one. I would say this is the common ways to do for most students who want to get an internship. Just by composing one application letter and a resume then changing the name of the company and date every time there is a new job offered. It is easy and faster but in quality, it might be questioned.

The well-planned type is not the best one either. Believe it or not, these people spend more time and work twice harder than other types just to make one good application. The strategy maybe just like the over-optimistic one but the effort is more worth. The problem is that there is sky above the clouds, there might be someone better or sometimes the company prefers who is faster is the winner. More than that, it is all about "luck" aspect; when the applicants are too many the one who in charge of recruiting new trainees may just take randomly some of the applicants and then select the best one.

Maybe the combination between hard worker and well planned type could be the best match but again who knows? I don't, either do you who are still looking for internships like me now. However it is only my opinion while I am about wondering getting the right job soon. I really want to enjoy my internship time and gain another experience just like my friends who are doing their best in finishing their internships now.

Chance or bad luck

Once a shoe company wanted to open a new market in some parts of Africa. For that reason, the director sent one of his salesmen to an area called zeke-zeke to introduce some models of the company shoes and sell them. Unfortunately, no zeke-zeke's inhabitant was wearing shoes. They even didn't know what it's called a pair of shoes. The salesman came back to the head office and made a report to his boss.
Dear Sir,

I'd like to apologize for dissapointing you. After doing some research, I found that our product will come into a failure if we still continue to with the old campaign of entering zeke-zeke. Therefore I suggest to consider other places where the people like wearing shoe. However thank you for trusting me.

sincerely,

...

The director was still uncertain with the result of the first salesman. For the second time, he sent another salesman to Zeke-zeke to promote the shoes. When the second salesman arrived and saw there was no one wearing shoes. He got so excited and quickly send a telegram to his boss.
Dear Sir,

Our product seems able to gain a big niche in this area. It is a perfect time to enter Zeke-zeke, because no competitor was exist yet and we can be the first and the trend setter for the people in wearing shoes. This market will bring a bright future for our company since they will wear only our shoes. We should keep going with the plan and hopefully in short time we can get the result.

Yours faithfully,
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It's a good news for the director and he was very satisfied with the second salesman and then he fired the first one...(what a poor guy) ^^;

Maybe some of you have heard this story; I just re-write it anyway. I even forgot who told me the story more less want to tell how different people are looking to the same problem. In other words I'd like to say it's about thinking positively and be optimist in facing certain situations.

Sometimes, a simple problem can be seen as something really matter and bigger than it actually is because of the bad thoughts often come first before the others. Just like me when my assignments almost meet the due time. I always wish to have more time so that I could make it better (the fact I hardly get wish come true). But the time extension just makes me even lazier than before as I think I have more time, more time to rest and make the report peacefully. The effect most of the time was even worse than if I keep on my exact schedule. The break time makes me forget about the crucial thing that I should get it done and when I suddenly remember it no much time left...and it does squeeze my brain from the day until the next morning just to have myself write 15 pages report.........c'mon give me a break!!!! (the fact I've got a lot already).

It will be different when I have a week left and I think the course is gonna finish soon..very soon. With less pressure I make myself do the work and enjoy it day by day until the deadline day. It is not the dead day anymore..it's my independence day horrayy!!!...I couldn't wait till that days come. But for now I'm just keep myself busy with lots of papers, classes and assignments and still having fun though. I'm trying my best to enjoy my busy days and keep in God's plan and control. I hope the same things to you too pals!!!

"I can't but He will fulfill"

Ajarku mengerti segala rencanaMu
Ajarku berserah hanya padaMu
Pimpinlah jalanku dalam terang FirmanMu
Ajarku berharap hanya padaMu

Bapaku ajaib sgala rancanganMu
Tuhanku heran perbuatanMu
Engkau sanggup mengadakan
Segala yang kuperlukan
Menurut kehendakMu terjadilah

Tidak sengaja kemaren saya menemukan satu webpage yang berisi lirik lagu-lagu rohani. Sudah sekian lama saya tidak pernah menyanyikan lagu-lagu tersebut karena lingkungan yang kurang mendukung dan kesibukan sehari-hari. Kalau kepingin nyanyi juga rasanya sulit untuk mengingat lagu apa yang ingin saya nyanyikan.Garink....garink...huhu makanya setelah menemukan page satu ini saya jadi nyanyi-nyanyi semalaman ciee(moga-moga ga ada yang protes hehe)...rasanya aneh..seharusnya saya sudah lupa bagaimana menyanyikannya. Tetapi nyatanya begitu saya tahu liriknya, Dia seperti menaruh pujian itu dalam mulut saya dan membuat saya mengingat melodinya.

Nah salah satu pujian yang berkesan adalah lagu di atas yang berjudul Ajarku Berharap Hanya PadaMu. Lagu lama nih, liriknyapun pendek tapi maknanya cukup membuat saya berpikir lagi akan apa yang saya hadapi saat ini.

Singkat kata sebenarnya saya sekarang sedang dalam masa-masa yang membingungkan. Dalam dua bulan mendatang saya harus bisa menyelesaikan sebuah skripsi, sebelum itu saya juga harus menemukan perusahaan yang dapat membantu saya melakukan riset tentang topik yang saya pilih buat menulis skripsi, setelah itu saya akan kembali ke Belanda..mencari tempat tinggal baru dan perusahaan lagi (kali ini buat magang) dan masih banyak persoalan pribadi lainnya. Banyak kali saya mengeluh karena keadaan yang saya hadapi sekarang, bertanya pada diri sendiri dan orang lain apakah saya sanggup menyelesaikan semuanya itu, bahkan sempat terlintas perasaan seandainya saya di Belanda maka akan lebih mudah mencari kerja magang atau pergi ke gereja lagi..(satu hal yang membuatku cukup sedih di sini hampir tidak pernah ke gereja).

Saya menjadi kehilangan arah dan hampir putus asa. Saya tidak meninggalkan Tuhan, saya tetap berdoa kepadaNya tetapi dengan cara yang tidak seharusnya karena saya hanya bercurhat ria dan memintaNya membukakan jalan buat saya.Sampai pada pagi ini, teman serumah saya,Lya, mengingatkan saya bahwa kita tidak boleh berharap pada manusia melainkan hanya kepada Tuhan saja. Satu hal telah saya lupakan bahwa saya tidak berserah dan memahami kehendakNya dalam rencana yang saya buat. Saya hanya berencana, berpikir, mencari-cari bagaimana menyelesaikannya dengan pikiran saya sendiri. Satu pasal kembali teringat di kepala saya..Tuhan sendiri tidak menyukai orang yang bergantung kepada dirinya sendiri dan manusia. Dalam Yeremia 17:5-8 Dia sendiri melalui nabi Yeremia mengatakan

"Beginilah firman TUHAN: "Terkutuklah orang yang mengandalkan manusia, yang mengandalkan kekuatannya sendiri, dan yang hatinya menjauh dari pada TUHAN!"

"Ia akan seperti semak bulus di padang belantara, ia tidak akan mengalami datangnya keadaan baik; ia akan tinggal di tanah angus di padang gurun, di negeri padang asin yang tidak berpenduduk."

"Diberkatilah orang yang mengandalkan TUHAN, yang menaruh harapannya pada TUHAN!"

"Ia akan seperti pohon yang ditanam di tepi air, yang merambatkan akar-akarnya ke tepi batang air, dan yang tidak mengalami datangnya panas terik, yang daunnya tetap hijau, yang tidak kuatir dalam tahun kering, dan yang tidak berhenti menghasilkan buah."


Apa si yang ga mungkin buat Tuhan. Fool you, Lea! Saya hanya mengeluh dan meminta pemecahan tanpa mengingat bukan itu yang Dia mau, bukan itu yang menurut Tuhan saya harus perbuat. Apa yang saya inginkan menurut Dia bukan itu yang saya perlukan saat ini. Sungguh Dia tidak meninggalkan saya, melalui teman-teman saya melalui firmanNya saya ditegurnya seperti seorang Bapa mendidik anaknya. Maka ampuni saya ya Bapa karena mengandalkan kekuatan saya dan berpikir dengan cara saya sendiri sehingga pelan-pelan saya mulai menjauh lagi dariMu. Kalau saya boleh berencana biarlah semuanya boleh terjadi hanya karena kehendakMu saja. Amin. Kapok deh...(-__-#)

The Symbolic Meaning for Flowers

The rose and several other flowers say I love you to your special Someone. Below are symbolic meanings for several varieties of flowers (even some of them I never see how they're look like but you can check them anyway by google) ^^;

Amaryllis - Pride
Apple Blossom - Hope, good fortune, better things to come
Bellflower - Gratitude
Blue Periwinkle - Friendship
Blue Violet - Modesty, faithfulness
Bluebells - Constancy
Cala Lily - Splendid Beauty
Camellia - Loveliness, gratitude
Carnation - Distinction, fascination
Chrysanthemum (red) - I love you
Chrysanthemum (white) - Truth
Cyclamen - Modesty and shyness
Daffodil - Regard
Daisy - Beauty & Innocence
Fern - Fascination and sincerity
Flowering Almond - Hope
Forget-Me-Not - True love and remembrance
Gardenia - Secret Untold Love
Honeysuckle - Devoted affection, generosity
Hyacinth - Loveliness
Hydrangea - Boastfulness
Iris - Warmth of affection
Ivy - Eternal fidelity
Jasmine - Amiability
Larkspur - Laughter
Lemon Blossom - Fidelity in love
Lilac - First Love
Lilac (white) - Youthful innocence
Lily - Majesty
Lily-of-the-Valley - Return of happiness
Magnolia - Perseverance
Marigold - Affection
Mimosa - Secret love
Myrtle - Love and remembrance
Orange Blossoms - Purity or fertility
Orchid - Rare beauty
Peach Blossom - Captive
Peony - Bashfulness
Red Chrysanthemum - Love

About the roses...
Red Rose - Passion
All roses say, I Love You, but each color has it's own meaning:
Burgundy - Unconscious Beauty
Orange or Coral - Desire
Pink - Grace and gentility
Red & White Together - Unity
Red - Passion
Sweetheart Roses - Darling, Dear or Honey
White - Worthiness
White Rosebuds - You're too young for love
Yellow - Joy

Rosemary - Remembrance
Sweet Pea - Delicate pleasures
Tulip - Love
Violet - Modesty, affection, faithfulness
Yellow Tulip - Hopeless love
quoted from:http://www.craftassoc.com/flowers.html

Stitch and the eight little ducks

I do love ducks..and cartoon =)

haha...lagi di kampus nih gara-gara internet di rumah mendadak mati. Pegi ke kampus juga buat meeting ama dosen buat diskusiin skripsi yang mau aku buat dalam 7 minggu mendatang. Busyeet ga ada 2 bulan lagi...dalam waktu sependek itu aku harus temuin perusahaan dan buat minimal 60 halaman laporan. I'm really doubting myself since I have to do it alone and I'm such a pathetic person..who has no idea what to do besides a high spirit and a little hope to be success. Beginilah kerjaan orang nganggur yang suka ngenet doang...aku bingung..(>.<). udah ah..ngapain dipikirin lama-lama yang penting harus usaha dulu..kuatkan nyalimu ya nak...watashi wa gambaru!! Yoss!!

What does a family mean to you?

I just watched a jdorama together with my housemate called "my little chef". It is actually a drama about a talented female chef who was the daughter of a famous chef. But then I realize this dorama presents not only the good looking French cuisines and delicious dishes..but it is also involved so many family aspects and conflicts (both the family of the main actors and the guest actors).This dorama is funny yet so touching (couldn't hold my tears)...(>_<)~ However I have a good time watching it...

In short, here is the storyline...
Seri, an unknown yet talented female chef from the country, arrives in Tokyo to work at French restaurant, Etoire, but discovers that they have gone out of business due to the departure of their main chef. Together with the restaurant's former manager, she opens a French restaurant of her own and begins to recreate the flavors her late father mastered as a famous gourmet chef. Unfortunately, Etoire returns with an unscrupulous manager, and to make matters worse, Seri learns that it happens to be owned by her birth mother living in Paris who she hasn't seen since she was a child. Seri wonders if her passion and skill will be enough to succeed.--quoted from Jdorama.com

What a family means to someone? Two short message were delivered in this dorama; 1st you'll never cut your family tie until you die...especially for those who have blood relationship with you in a nuclear family. Second one, it hurts you more when you're cheated by someone you like than someone you dislike (of course it is^^). A person can hate his/her family members with many reasons. One could have betrayed him/her or other have left him/her behind..so that he/she thinks that those who he/she used to call mom, dad, bro, or sis don't love him/her anymore.--(huhuhu sorry I repeated so many he or she forms)
As a family we should always stick together and help each other, right??? yeah..you wish..but how many families do have this principle and keep doing it? I think many have it but only few can keep it.

Let's just take a fast look through the 10 episodes of this jdorama

Seri was just 5 when his father married another woman after her mother left for Paris. Then a few years later her half sister was born and they grew up together. Seri loves her new family and even more after her father died.It has been 20 years since Seri's mama left, but she still remembers her and wish to meet her again someday. That's why when she treasures her dearly feeling, she cannot admit the woman that her father married as "okasan--mother" even she does respect her. Until one day Seri and Nazuna (Seri's imotou--little sister) are going to Tokyo as the request of uncle Kenzo to meet his otouto--little brother and rescue his restaurant. Seri just realized how big her step mother's affection towards her, she's the only mother who always takes care of her since she was just five and now she's going to live far away from her. Sadly before she goes to Tokyo she hugs her step mother tightly and said "arigatou ne, Okasan" and they're brust into tears..Family is not always people who are blood related with us, people who are always there for you and care a lot about you are your family when you live apart with your parents and siblings.

Kensaku is Kenzo's brother who was left by his only family; his aniki--big brother with a big restaurant that they built together but in big debt. He never knows where his aniki went, all he knows that the restaurant now has been taken over by Seri's mama's corporation and his aniki ran away from the responsibility as the owner and his brother. It hurts Kensaku very much and makes him want to cut the family tie with Kenzo. Until one day he meets Seri and Nazuna who were sent to him by his mean aniki. Kensaku realizes that Seri has a big talent in cooking that she inherits from her late father who was a master in cooking and it motivates Kensaku to open a new little french restaurant together with her. As the time goes by, finally Kenzaku reunites again with his aniki who has become senseless. He couldn't forgive his aniki and hate him so much although he now knows the reason why Kenzo left to Seri's town. Unless Kenzo didn't show his deep regret and try to reach his brother by cooking him something (even he himself couldn't taste it), Kensaku wouldn't be touched and remember that Kenzo is his only aniki who has been taking a role as his parents since their parents died. Be a family is not only one way relationship, it takes two to tango so does a family, it needs more than one person to admit that we are family.

I think..I stop it first for now..it's 4.24 am and I've got to take some sleep (-.-) oyasumi..