Saat dia tak ada

Keberartian seseorang semakin terasa
Saat ia sudah tidak bersama
Jika segala ingatan akan dia
canda tawa
kebahagiaan
kesulitan
pertengkaran
senyuman
tangis
menjadi semakin nyata tergambar
saat sunyi terasa menggigit
dunia menjadi sangat dingin
maka berbahagialah
karena itu pertanda
bahwa masa yang terlewati saat masih bersama
bukanlah masa yang sia-sia


for a friend who just lost the loved one
"you are allowed to be sad,
but not to mourn"

fun friday

Udah beberapa minggu terakhir ini, hari jumat bukanlah hari menyenangkan buat gue. Kalo orang lain akan berseru TGIF!!! (Thank God It's Friday) di hari jumat, itu gak berlaku buat gue. especially...hmmm...tiga or empat minggu belakangan. Yang jelas dua jumat terakhir, berturut-turut gue harus kerja lembur ngegantiin temen yang ga bisa masuk. Sekitar tiga minggu lalu (yang hari sabtunya libur itu kalo gak salah) daku terkapar tak berdaya...flu berat...berat banget... Maka jadilah long weekend yang semestinya menyenangkan jadi ngebetein. Teman setia ku waktu itu hanyalah my lovely W960i yang gue pake buat mobile facebooking sepanjang weekend. Hari jumat juga biasanya (udah lama sih) menjadi hari pilihan untuk suatu meeting yang sangat bikin bete (the you-know-what meeting with you-know-who person). Pokoke, in conclusion friday seems to be 'not my day'

Akan tetapi, kayanya jumat kemarin ini adalah pengecualian. Gue ada undangan acara di luar kantor. Seharian. So, otomatis gue ga dateng ke kantor and ketemu orang2 yang tiap hari gue temui. Sebenernya sih acara hari itu biasa2 aja...gak spektakuler banget. fun sih... tapi ga tau kenapa gue tuh seneng banget. Dari pagi sampe acara itu selesai and gue balik (mampir bentar ke kantor), semua berjalan lancar...

Dari semua kelancaran dan keceriaan hati gue di hari Jumat itu... ada satu hal yang melengkapi semua itu. Mo tau apa?
Finally, gue menemukan orang yang ngendon di restroom sama lamanya kaya gue....(bahkan kayanya dia lebih lama deh). Hah! gue kan ngetop banget dengan kebetahan gue berlama-lama di kamar mandi or restroom. Kadang2 tengsin juga sih...tapi mo gimana dong...udah dari sononya gitu. Gue udah usaha mempersingkat...tapi tetep aja lebih lama dari standar umum. Ya udah, cuek aja kalo gitu.
Nah...jumat yang baru kemarin leawat ini, gue menemukan 'soulmate' untuk berlama-lama di restroom...wakakakakaaaakkk...
I am not alone now...
Yaaaaa...meskipun kantor kita berbeda..kaga napa deh...
yang penting gue gak sendiri lagi sekarang...menjadi orang yang betah berlama-lama di kamar mandi..wakakakaaaakkk...

that email

Few days ago, I got an email from a colleague. It was an article (or a story?) of finding mate. There was a single woman praying to God for a husband. She told God what kind of husband she would like to have. Her prayer was to no avail, and so on… and so on….

For short, at the end of the article, there were a few sentences considered to be the wisdom of the story. The advice more or less was like this:

Instead of being busy praying for a ‘perfect’ mate, we should just be busy making ourselves perfect. If we do so, then eventually we would find that perfect mate. And it’s not having the ‘perfect mate’ which is the issue of finding mate, but how we make ourselves and our mate perfect.

Maybe I was (am) too sensitive or what. Honestly, I felt offended.

FYI, that email was sent only for me, not for multiple recipients..

“for wind” … that was the message (the article was an attachment).

I felt like shouting at her and spilling things out:

“What do you know about living single at my age? Why don’t you just mind your own damn business…”

But of course I didn’t do it. I just read and deleted the article right after that.

Right after reading that article, I was kind of trying to tell myself that she didn’t mean to offend me at all. Maybe she got that article from someone or found it somewhere and that article reminded her of me since I was the only one who is still single at the moment.

It just so happened that she then forwarded that article without thinking too much on what I would feel if I read that kind of article.

FYI, I never told her a thing about my private life, past or present. She didn’t even know me during the time I was experiencing the hardest time in my life. I have never asked for her opinion about my private matters. And the most important thing, I never ever mind her private matters as well… and now?

Well, maybe along my interaction with her I really looked like an easy going person. And this makes her feel comfortable enough to tell me anything she likes.

I don’t deal with other people’s private lives unless they tell me or ask for my opinion. Not because I don’t care. It’s more that I don’t want to trespass the line…

For me, everybody needs respect. And respecting other people’s private matters is something crucial.

Well, maybe she doesn’t know that.. or maybe she just doesn’t value that the way I do.

Now, I’m trying to just let go this feeling of offense each time I meet her.

Keep telling myself that she never meant to offend me with that article…

(sigh)

click...click...??? one is missing

being sick staying at home the whole day made me bored. As always, either my cell-phone or my choosy laptop would be the source of the entertainment. facebooking the whole day...wakakakaaakkk. But of course, having mobile facebooking was much more handy than PC facebooking. However, in the evening i started to get worried of my cell-phone credit...hahahaaaaa
So I went to my lovely choosy laptop and started getting online.
Browsing here and there as I commented on people's status on my facebook page.
Since day by day I have more and more facebook friends, I felt the need to manage my privacy settings. Then I started to click here and there.....until....
"Someone's is missing...."
Somebody removed me from friendlist...
????
click....click....
hmmmm....
not retrieved thorugh search engine either...
quite weird...
hmmm...????
well...don't bother...
I will keep facebooking anyway...