I went to Hard Rock Cafe Friday night with Danny to meet out friends there: Vivi, Jeanne and Lily. Lily was Vivi and my classmate in the Uni. There’s also Henny and her kids (Nolan and Nadine) and also Atilla (Vivi’s kid). They all had dinner there, but me, Vivi, and Atilla.

There were many people at E-X (where Hard Rock Cafe Jakarta is located) last night as the President of Indonesia watched “Ayat-Ayat Cinta” at the theater with his family. Indonesia has been crazy for that Islamic drama movie, but not me and (most of) my friends. I think it’s way overrated…

We left Hard Rock at 23:00-ish and Danny dropped me somewhere in Jalan Panjang. I got my head hit by the cab’s door when I entered the cab, and when I got home, my head got bumped again when I wanted to lay down. Yeah, I was drunk :\

Saturday went slow and boring today. I had diarrhea again. I noticed that every time I drank beer, the next morning my tummy went bad.

Hope your weekend was good, bloggers.

I’ve been on-line since I woke up this morning. No, I don’t chat much. Just with a friend in Balikpapan and my cousin, Leonard. And after my friend logged out, I remembered that I promised Dad to dye his hair today. I did.

Dad doesn’t have much hair anymore, and those that’s still left is thin. It doesn’t take much time and cream to dye it. He didn’t even realized that it’s done when I stopped “playing” on his hair with the comb and brush.

For an almost 83 year-old man, he’s handsome to me, even though he’s not as good looking as (late) Mom. I look more like him than Mom. I wish I inherit more of Mom’s beauty…

Since I was a child, I often told that it’s strange that I don’t look as beautiful as Mom. It makes me sad, even though I’m proud that I am a daughter of one of the most beautiful women in the world. Well, she’s the most beautiful among her sisters, at least.

Never mind. I should be grateful as I got Dad’s beautiful mind and heart, as I was told by Mom. And I have Mom’s voice, too

It’s been a quite sunny day here in Jakarta. I’ve no plan for the day, but tomorrow I’m going to hang out with my friends at Hard Rock. I’m so excited! It’s been a couple of weeks, I think, since the last time I spent time with them. Ella and Siti won’t join us as they’re having vacation in Lombok now and won’t be back here until Saturday. I’m joyful that Danny and Lily have confirmed that they will be there, too. And Vivi? Of course she will be there! She’s my partner in crime, in happiness, in sadness, in drunkenness. She gotta be where ever I am drink!

The dogs were visited by their groomer this morning to get their nails trimmed. I wash them regularly by myself, and I can do it very well. But trimming their nails is a different thing. They really hate that, and they scratch and bite you when you just start to touch their paws. Chantique peeing when her turn came. She and C’est Moi, they got one of their paws bled because they struggle when the clipper trim their nails.

Dad also got trimmed today. Not his nails, but his hair. I didn’t go with him, but Miskiyah did. He looks more handsome than he was this morning, and I’ll take his picture tomorrow after I dye his hair. Yeah, he still cares for his appearance, even though he doesn’t date anyone now, and was upset with me when I teased him if he’d like me to get him a girlfriend. Hehe. Forgive me, Mom. It’s just a joke, OK?

Be peaceful up there. We will always think of you every single day of our life, and you will always be Dad’s one and only woman. I can guarantee you that.

I don’t have flowers in my garden, but some of my neighbors do. I walked around and took these pictures. My neighbor’s flowers.

I am going to read my new “Chic” magazine now. Just delivered by the newspaper boy this morning.

Happy Hump Day!

OK. She’s a nice person, she’s my friend and she cares for me. But it doesn’t mean that I enjoy every minute I talk to her. She’s the master of spirit and hope breaking. She’s so talented in that. An expert, I can say.

But she’s forgetful. She forgets that people betray her and lie to her, too. I am not the only person she knows that has a tendency to trust, to get lied, to get cheated, and to betrayed. Because the closest person to her has been lied, cheated and betrayed much more worse than me.

And the person is her.

I really have no idea how to shut her mouth up when she breaks my spirit and hopes into pieces again since she means well. I wish I could say, “Fuck off!” to her, or mildly, “Mind your own business.” But I can’t.

Some people were born to be the sunshine, some others were born to tear the sky down, and to rob the stars away.

And I was born to be the second category’s friend.

The cat has nine lives: three for playing, three for straying, three for staying.

There’s almost no stray dogs in my neighborhood, but we have lotsa homeless cats around which my dogs LOVE to bark at, especially Chantique, the female Chi. Fortunately, there’s no cat-dog fight so far since the cats are afraid to get close to my house and I keep my dogs in the house.

And this cat is one of them. Feel free to see the original picture before I manipulated it here.

I took her picture (I believe it’s female) in front of my neighbor’s before the rain fell few hours ago. She has a kitten, which didn’t let me take its picture of. The kitty mother loved to pose for me, though

I wonder how it feels being stray and homeless? I wonder if my dogs would be happier if they live freely outside, assuming that no one would abuse and kill them?

Ah. Maybe I shouldn’t think of that since they are my (furry) kids and I can’t live without them. Especially C’est Moi.

Pets are God’s blessing for human beings, I believe. So, thank You for creating them, God.

The mating season is over, and my baby C’est Moi is back to his human best friend and Mommy He was waiting for me being on-line in this picture and as always, I take him sleeping on my bed with me. At 07:30, he always touches my face to wake me up. Hehe. I told ya he’s the cutest C’est Moi in my world!

Few years ago, a tarot reader advised me to put a Mandarin Duck in my bedroom if I wanted to have a good love life. I forgot about his advice until I went to Bali in September last year. I didn’t really look for it. The plane from Denpasar to Jakarta was delayed for hours and it was already very late at night. I was so bored, and I looked around the shops in the waiting room. There’s where I found this wooden Mandarin Duck. Only left one, so the shop guy gave me a special price as usually people don’t buy just one, but a couple of the ducks. So I thought this duck must be made for me somehow…

I guess my love life has improved a lot more since it became the resident of my room. I met more people, had relationships with them. Even though none of them worked out, but still it’s better than having no relationship at all for years. It was before I got the duck. But still I’m hoping that I finally will be happily in love someday. I’m tired of having meaningless relationships.

So how’s C’est Moi related to the duck?

I once read on-line that having a Chihuahua will improve one’s love life quality, too. “Chi” literally means “love”. But that’s not the reason why I have 2 Chihuahuas at home. I love their size and their personality. It’s not because I am a Paris-Hilton-wannabe. She’s one of the celebrities I dislike the most. But I admire her taste in dogs, though.

So in conclusion, I have two love charms in my life. Or, maybe three. The Mandarin Duck, C’est Moi, and Chantique. I have friends that love me, friends that anyone would die for to have, and I have strong faith that soon, my unhappiness will get ended…

Have a great week, everyone!

Out of boredom, last night I went to “Aneka Bubur” in Radio Dalam with my friend Reza and we ordered these dishes that we couldn’t even eat half of it… Then, about an hour later Danny and Iwan joined us there for a while before we went to Danny’s and had some beer there.

It’s the first time I visited his house and met his cute Shih-Tzus: Heaven and Chicco. Unfortunately, I couldn’t take pictures as my camera’s battery was flat :\ We left Danny’s at 01:30. Ella, Siti and a couple friends of Ella were at Mana Lounge. I was invited, but it was already too late.

My tummy feels funny now. Anyway, in a couple of hours I am going to Church with Ella. Remember that it’s Easter Sunday? So…

HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!

Karen and Heather, many thanks for the e-cards. I still can’t open Shirly’s e-card until now.

Going to turn off my PC and getting ready to go now.

Gosh. There are so many things to write about today…

Around 10:00 this morning, we got a call from my cousin Paulus, informing us that his father, Uncle David, passed away… Uncle David is Dad’s younger and only brother. I was so worried that the news would make Dad sad, but thank God he only said, “Someday, we all will meet each other again, so I won’t worry about that.”

Dad is the only one that lives in Jakarta. All his siblings are in Semarang. We can’t go to Semarang to attend the funeral (it will be held on Saturday). My other cousin called few hours later and said that we need not to fly to Semarang. Her mother (Dad’s oldest sis) won’t come to the funeral either as she’s very old and not too healthy. But my cousin said that she’s not feeling too sad, either.

It’s a strange coincidence. Mom was the third child, and she passed away first before her siblings. Uncle David was also the third child, and he passed away first… They both now meet each other in Heaven, I believe. Uncle David was a God-fearing man and he loves God with all his heart. Before he got attacked by Parkinson, he was actively involved in the ministries. God bless his soul…

Another thing I need to write is about the Chihuahuas couple. You can’t believe how HUGE C’est Moi’s sexual drive is! We all feel sorry for Chantique, as he “did” it to her like 20 times a day! Poor little beautiful dog… She seems enjoying it few times, but when C’est Moi keeps doing it, she barks at him in anger! They are just crazily in lust!

I’ve been trying to download some image editor softwares since morning, but since my internet connection is really slow, it took the whole morning, afternoon, evening, to get all the programs downloaded! And it’s not done yet! I’m still downloading some program as I’m updating this blog.

And this is what I ate this afternoon, when I was taking a break from watching “the doggy porn” and from being on-line for hours. Well, it wasn’t as good as it looks in the picture, but it was okay. The bigger meatball tastes better than the small ones, and it’s 4 times more expensive, too Miskiyah had this “bakwan Malang” too for her lunch.

I have a haiku for it:

Meat balls soup is good
but it’s not salty enough
and not much enough

Can you feel how stressful my life has been lately?