three lil birds

three lil birds finally meet up again!
this time they picked me up at the office :D
chat and laugh, just like the old times.
love love and lots of love for you guys :*

Appetite, Jakarta

6.00 (GMT+7)

Sekali-sekali kumpul di Melbourne dong! Hahaha

The Valkyries

Just finished reading The Valkyries by Paulo Coelho, a novel which meaning I did not understand at first time. I mean, angels? Do they even exist? Yeah, this one novel is talking about Angels, about how Paulo struggled to meet his angel, flying and driving all the way down to Mexio from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Just to meet his angel, without knowing how. Crazy as it may sound, but he followed his heart. And that's the consistent message he was trying to say.

However, I see this book as one moral value teaching us to believe that angels do exist, that we are not alone thefore we should not be afraid to anything nor anybody. Solitude is the worst enemy ever, the book might say. But then we shall let the stubborness to find our angels, will let us meet one. Just like what Paulo experienced.

And here we go to the best quote, as I always did to recommend the previous books,

"We are not alone. The world is changing, and we are a part of the transformation. The angels guide us and protect us. Despite all the injustice in the world, and despite the things that happen to us that we feel we don't deserve, and despite the fact that we sometimes feel incapable of changing what is wrong with people and with the world, and despite all of the Grand Inquisitor's argumetns - love is even stronger, and it will help us to grow. Only then will we be able to understand the stars and miracles."

Love is indeed very strong. It shall conquer all.

sweet in the afternoon

Nathan Coffee,

July 7, 2011

13.23 (GMT+7)

passion reveals its beauty

I am running out of words, seriously.

I have never imagined to have a serious blast in my birthday, when people wished me so. Have you?

It was a usual morning, a morning that I wished (as I have said before) to be skipped for just one day. But looking at the postings in facebook, messages in my inbox, and bbm from all caring friends, I totally changed my mind.

I even cried when I heard voice notes from Hasti and Lita very early in the morning. They were just, so nice. I couldn't stop smiling, knowing that there are people out there, plenty of them, cared for me. Maybe it wasn't huge enough for some people, but for me, being afraid that I would be alone in my birthday, it was.

My colleagues at the office congratulated me very warmly. And it was funny that they hated hearing my actual age, well, I'm considered super young among the crowd.

(And I wish I could stay as teenager a bit longer :p)

Thing got even better in the evening, when I firstly went out for lunch somewhere. I was eating when Jovi called me asking where I was. When she knew I was out, the caller changed to one furious and pissed off lady, Fany. Haha, they were trying to suprise me. But, sorry mate! Haha you did not do it smoothly.

They asked everyone. But the office girl in the office did not get it right. So they called Gandis instead of Gadis.

I hastened all the way back and found them when the lift opened, sitting wearily. And they brought PISANG KEJU for me! Not a fancy cake nor fancy candles. It was pisang keju plus candle for blackout! Hahahaahaha

Lovely. And I love them even more.

Dika sacrificed her lunch time only to get me there, BY KOPAJA!

So guys, I never feel insulted by the cake and its accesories.

I simply loved you all for what you've done in my life. For your companion. And for they joy you've brought whenever you're around.

So, thank you, for Yovita Ayu Liwanuru, Patricia Andika, and the one and only, Fany Nasution.

For Ignes and Saras, I knew you're out somewhere, but still, thank you.

suprise 1.1 Pisang Keju :)

Finally I finished my work after chatting with three of 'em and hurried back. By the time I wanted to go home, my boss and colleagues brought one opera cake and sang Happy Birthday. What a suprise!

I did not know they actually cared about the-just-work-here--for-two-weeks-intern.

So I was so happy, sharing one fine moment with them.

Thank you, every one. Especially Mbak Nila and Mbak Tania for the wonderful suprise.

Then I went for dining with Jerry to Chef Kitchen, Kemang. Along the way there, I opened my birthday present, which were a very cute "paris" note book with picture collage of me attached, Paulo Coelho newest book that I fond, and a book for making and selling cupcakes - to support my mission to start cupcakes business with Fany haha.

Not to mention, there was one card from him too, which was a thing he seldom did. Or never did. Haha.

So, thank you Jerry Karaprianto, for the endless friendship.

Chef Kitchen sucked that night, we moved to Eastern Promise and celebrated our friendship by talking heart to heart (read : our nasty dirty little secrets). We then felt so relieved afterwards. It was all revealed.

The night did not end that easy.

Another suprise was waiting for me.

Yeah, Ketie, Hasti, Lita, and Fany (again) came to my house, bringing a beautiful opera cake, a masterpiece of birthday cards (which I fond the most), and a birthday present!

The night ended magnificent because of their presence.

I just loved loved loved the night where we could actually meet up. Finally, after hospital consumed me.

So, thank you, Fany Nasution (again), Hasti Triana Putri, Lita Putri Rinanti, and Ketie Sasenda. You guys rocked!!

It was a blast. Told ya.

Love and care.

That were all I felt. Mood booster, you guys were.

I've never had so much fun in one day like what I had yesterday.

So I really thank you all from the deepest part of my heart.

Godspeed.

Love,

Gadis

thank you

It would have been such a huge mistake if I really wanted to skip this day.

There was this feeling, in the bottom of my heart, that wished God would skip just one day for me, because of few reasons.

Maybe, because I don't want to feel lonely.

Maybe, because it would be just another day.

Maybe, because I am afraid to see what would happen next.

Maybe, because I am not ready to be mature

Maybe, because I regret my life.

Or, I don't know.

Just maybe.

But again, I should have never had those kind of thoughts.

Because even early today, loving friends comforted me.

They were there for me.

So, early in this morning as well, I cried. For happiness.

I thank God for his tremendous blessings for me.

I can't thank Him enough for those best friends and family.

Thank you for wonderful twenty years that have passed, where you never left me alone.

Friends out there,

I am sorry I couldn't mention you one by one.

But deep down, I can't be more thankful to have you all, and I thank you for being such great companions.

I know you all know who you are.

I really don't know if I already am mature enough to be 20, but, here I am, with all the best wishes from my friends and those wishes in my heart, praying for the best of life.

Thank you.

Alles Gute. Amanda Dwyniaputeri.

Am crying of proudness and happiness for my best friend, Amanda Dwyniaputeri, an extremely dedicated traditional dancer, dancing to bring Indonesian culture and let it sparks beautifully abroad.

There are too many words to explain how proud I am of you for what you have done, for yourself, for your family and friends, for your almamater, and for your country.

Keep up the great work, babe.

I will always support you for this :)

Love,

Gadis

blackbox

Am listening to black box "Fall into my love" at the moment. Can't resist the peaceful feeling inside. Oh I love the guitar!