A Letter I Wrote To Myself About Getting Fat

Having hard time to make any comment.. but I really like it a lot.

Put On Your Happy Face

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Shall we talk about your body?

Your body, which used to be thinner. Which you took for granted, because it fitted into cheap, tight dresses. Your body, which took you up and down Brixton Hill, every day, twice a day, never unheralded by catcalls, the stream of men and their “Oh baby hey baby nice tits nice ass hey WHERE YOU GOING?”

Your body was a girl’s body, made from dancing and late nights and skipped dinners, of hopefulness and sleeplessness and sadness. It took care of itself, or rather, you didn’t care that it couldn’t. It wasn’t for you, and so you didn’t mind that you couldn’t always afford to feed and nurture it. The admiration of others was nourishment enough. You often went to bed feeling empty. You thought it was heartbreak. It was probably hunger.

Then your body became plump with love.

Late dinners and later breakfasts…

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5 Easy Ways To Make Your Blog More Interesting

LOVE this one. Too bad I found this after I create a blog 😀

There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. --Ernest Hemingway

Don’t let your blog feel uninspired. Here’s a few things I see all the time that are, in my humble opinion, really boring on a blog, and easy fixes to make your blog have a bigger impact.

1. Blog Names

It bother’s me when I go to someone’s blog and see it’s called “Jimmy’s Blog”, or whoever. No offense to Jimmy, but I don’t know him and therefore have no reason to be curious about what he has to say. Also, a statement that this is Jimmy’s blog gives me absolutely no idea what the blog is about. Don’t keep me guessing. Pick a statement to say what your blog is about, and make sure it is easy to find so that your readers will want to read more about your topic, or what you’re generally trying to do. And keep in mind that this isn’t just a diary about…

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Children is World with Nonanoto

I found her blog, and her project through one of my blogger friend. Her name is Ata. I know nothing about her. But yet when I visited her blog few days a go,  I’m in love with her project in helping kids.
Its a very berry simple project. But I think we all know that to change the world, we only need LOTS of people who willing to do simple thing continuously. Am I right??
Ok.. back to this amazing gal, Ata.
From her blog, I found that she had lots of foster kids. FYI, she’s not even married yet and I think she’s younger than me. You see, age had nothing to do with the courage and willingness to do something good. Not just for yourself but also for others. And for her, her passion for kids not just stop by having foster kids. She wants to do more.
She had this project called Children is World with Nonanoto. And she invited us to join her. It’s so very simple. You don’t need any money to doing it. Well maybe just a piece a paper, printer ink, and camera.
So just print this pic below, and start posing.
For every pic that you made, Ata will donate IDR 10,000 (around USD 1) and she will use the money to help kids who need help. See! It’s so damn simple.
And I already did and not doing it alone. I asked my best friend to join me and she say yes instantly.

So here’s our pic.

my BFF ever

Care to join us??

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

Sunday Morning @ Sayap Ibu

Hi guys!!

How are you today?? Its already mid-week again. So how was your weekend?? Was it good?? or maybe bad?? Hmm.. my weekend was so great. I spend half of my day (Sunday) @ Sayap Ibu. It’s an orphanage at Barito area.
I went there with some of my new friend from NGERUMPI (So sorry guys, I hardly can remember all of you :(. I’m so slow in remembering people). Specially coz I was late so don’t have a proper time to get to know you all. My mistake 😦
Back to Sayap Ibu. Actually, I already visited that place a few week a go. But at that time, I didn’t met any kids -since I came on nap time-. But last week, I finally met n played with some of the kids. Hmm.. let me introduce you to some of them.
This handsome boy is Tegar. He’s the 1st kid who gave a ‘welcome tap’ on my hand. He’s so skinny. I kinda afraid that he might fall or break down every time he walks. The nanny there told me that when he 1st came to this place, he can’t walk at all. But thanks to therapy n surgery that he got, he finally can walk and even run just like the others. But he’s voice wasn’t clear.
This cute gal here is Irma. So active and talkative :D. One of the ‘mom’ there told me that Irma is in adoption process. Actually few months a go she already been adopted but when her new mom-dad took her to their house, she scream and cry. So they send her back to Sayap Ibu. Hopefully she’ll get along fine with her new parents ^_^
This boy is Wahyu. I think he got the nicest smile among them. But hearing his voice is like waiting for rain on the desert. He RARELY speak. When I 1st arrived, he’s so busy with his coloring book n color pencil. Wish someday I could hear his voice 🙂
Last but not least, Odi. During my visit, in most of the time I can’t hardly see him without remote control. Yep!! He likes to moved tv channel with remote. When the nanny hide it, he simply grab a plastic chair and pull himself up to the chair so he can reach the tv on shelf. I almost burst into tears when he came to me and ask me to carry her on my hand while saying  (more or less) ‘I already pick those papers n throw it to garbage can’. So its like he asked me to carry him as a payment coz he has done something good.
You know.. spending time with them was so unforgettable. Although it wasn’t my 1st time in visiting an orphanage, but I felt something different there. Maybe because most of the kids there are those with some disability.
Anyway.. they gave new perspective about life. About how am I suppose to be grateful to what I already have and not only focusing to my misery.
I wish.. i really wish i could more things for them.