Television, tukar pikiran

NEVER GIVE UP!!!!

Gara-gara heboh forward emails dari temen-temen gue and beberapa comment rada ngga enak di salah satu milist yang gue ikutin, gue jadi penasaran pengen nonton kayak apa sih sinetron “Buku Harian Nayla” yang dihujat sana sini itu. Ditambah pula kehebohan temen-temen serumah gue, pas waktu ngobrol di ruang makan, yang ngga berhenti saling mengingatkan kalo nanti itu adalah episode terakhir. Hwaaaaaaah… kayaknya gue satu-satu manusia di rumah itu yang ngga pernah nonton sinetron sampe ngga ngerti lagi ma judul-judulnya. Maka, jadilah semalem dari jam sembilan kurang gue udah mantengin televisi gue di stasiun yang bakal menayangkan tuch sinetron. Takut kelupaan!!!! Wakakakakakaka… =))

Begitu mulai, tadinya gue udah merasa bakal ngga ngerti jalan ceritanya… secara udah episode terakhir pula. Ternyata, di awal episode itu, agak sedikit flash back ke episode-episode yang kemaren.  Lumayan deh… karena ceritanya simple kok. Cerita seorang perempuan bernama Nayla yang menderita penyakit Ataxia?? (bener ngga sih gue nulisnya.. hehe.. secara baru denger juga gue… penyakit apaan lagi itu…). Suatu penyakit yang intinya menyerang syaraf penderitanya hingga ngga bisa merasakan gerakan anggota tubuh, dan belum bisa disembuhkan sampe sekarang. Tapi bukan gara-gara penyakit yang belum pernah gue denger itu gue jadi nulis posting ini, melainkan semangat juang si Nayla menghadapi penyakitnya sampai dia meninggal, dan bahwa apapun masalah yang kita hadapi jawabannya kita kembalikan lagi ma Tuhan. That was so damn cool!!!! Bikin gue sampe ikut mengharu biru semalem (hehehehe jadi maluuuuu…), and sempat terlintas rasa menyesal cuma bisa nonton satu episode.. hihihihihi… 😛

Anyway, terlepas dari semua komentar yang gue baca mengenai sinetron ini, satu pesan moral yang gue dapet dari sinetron itu adalah jangan pernah menyerah dalam menghadapi masalah yang kita dapat betapa pun berat nya, karena semua sudah di atur oleh Yang Kuasa. Toh dunia tetap berjalan dengan normalnya walaupun kita berasa pengen mati gara-gara ngadepin masalah berat. Jadi pilihannya tinggal, hal-hal berguna apa yang dapat kita perbuat untuk masa yang tinggal sebentar ini dan kalo bisa merubah keadaan seengga-engga jadi lebih baik buat kita dan orang-orang disekeliling kita atau menyerah pasrah merenungi nasib nunggu waktunya dan ngga berbuat apa-apa sama sekali… (eeeeh kok jadi inget cerita buku Tuesday With Morrie nya Mitch Albom??).

Dan pilihan pertama lah yang dipilih oleh Nayla (atau siapa pun nama aslinya di Jepang sana…). Dan masih akhir hidupnya pun masih dikelilingi sama orang-orang yang cinta dan sayang ma dia, yang kagum sama semangat hidupnya dia.

Jadi pengen malu ma diri sendiri nih, yang perasaan jadi orang paling sial sedunia padahal baru ketimpa masalah cetek doang… dan parahnya, suka menuntut orang lain, yang sebenernya ngga ada hubungannya, untuk SELALU ikut berempati dengan perasaan gue kayak yang masalah gue paling berat sedunia aja (karena gue lagi bersedih…), padahal ngga penting-penting banget juga buat merasa kalah. Dasar emang cengeng ajaaaah… hehehe…. Maafkan kalo diriku pernah begitu yaaaaaa… (hint hint)

Duuuh jadi penasaran pengen baca versi asli itu Diary. Udah diterjemahin belum ya kira-kira???

Seputar Kedodolan, tukar pikiran

More Than One………………….

Vultures
How many is too many? I think I’m gregarious by nature. I have my alone time, sometimes its toxic…but most of the time its much needed. But lately, lately I feel like an overly social…gregarious creature that craves the energy of more than one. I feed off the excitement of a group and love to hear the opinions of many.

Question: Why is it in nature polygamy is not only accepted, but considered a mode of survival and in human society it is frowned upon? If a woman were to have 3 or 4 men entertaining her, dinning her, all considered her mates…why is this such a bad thing? I think men do it more often and get away with it. Woman are forced to be more secretive.

Mind you, that’s just my opinion.

PS: cuma gatel pengen ngeluarin isi kepala udah tumpang tindih di otak gue dari kemaren-kemaren, tapi ngga sempet-sempet karena menumpuknya pekerjaan di atas meja gue… hehehehe… jadi ikut ngebahas soal poligami yang sekarang lagi marak dan ramai di infotainment, milist-milist dan forward email dari teman-teman. Cuma dua kata untuk itu… : Capek deeeeeeh…

tukar pikiran

Love the limbs you’re in…………….xo

I met someone today who really made me think about life and daily adventures. Its funny, you don’t really think about how much you appreciate walking, breathing, talking, and/or having a fully functioning healthy body until a) you don’t have one yourself due to accident or b) someone close to you shares their experience of misfortune and/or accident. Well, b) happened today.

I was sitting in my office working away and had been invited to go for a little ‘lunch date’ with a co-worker. I usually bow-down from such suggestions as I have a strict policy that involves NO DATING of people that work in the same field or vicinity of me. I usually like to have my own space and date long distance and or rely on expiration dating in which the individual has plans to leave my city of occupancy for a new province or country. So far it’s kept me happy and lets me have my own independence, however I’m getting greedy and find I like things closer to home (sometimes). Mind you, inter-office relations are a little too close for comfort. However, this situation was twisted into a working lunch, so I figured I’d be friendly and see what’s up. Anyhow, to make a long story short he’s a sweet guy, smart, an amazing aptitude for languages, works within the environmental field, volunteers with handicapped people, volunteers with the cancer society, teaches dj’ing.. It’s ridiculous really. How does he find the time to get dressed in the morning let alone eat lunch? Anyhow, we strayed from work chit-chat and turns out he was in a horrible car accident when he was 16. Spent 3 weeks in a comma and had to re-learn how to talk, walk, eat…etc. It’s a truly amazing story. I think my jaw was dropped the entire time. I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to forget how to talk? Think about it. How would you communicate if you want something, need something…and how would you get there if you couldn’t walk? It’s an amazing story, esp. considering if you look at him you’d have no idea.

It’s now after lunch and I’m sitting at my desk thinking about my upcoming trip. How would I go to that place if I was unable to talk, walk, stand up….I would be bound to a bed, incapable of doing anything. His attitude is amazing and completely optimistic. He has certain restrictions in his life now bc of the accident but he has faired far better than most. I have serious heels I’m pulling out for the planning this weekend and I thank the universe that I have the capability to wear them and dance the shit out of them.

I ask you Chiclicious readers to look at your limbs and love each and every one of them this evening (maybe have a partner do it for you).

Here’s to having moving parts that move and lips that talk and kiss……

tukar pikiran

Life is So Simple…… 2nd Part!

Located in my brain is a jumble of thoughts, feelings, songs, words, emotions, smells, sights, and cravings. It’s full of wrongs and rights, happiness and hate. It’s full of me. This is how everyone’s brains are. And I tend to let that overflow onto this computer monitor by means of a keyboard and my fast-typing fingers.

Unfortunately, I think it makes my writing less pleasing to any stranger who happens to take a peak at my blog. I keep telling myself I write this for me, which is true, but at the same time I read these other thoughts of these amazingly talented writers, and I feel a little, tiny bit jealous.

I’m not saying that I’m going to change anything. Of course not. This is for my own enjoyment, and sometimes for my own sanity. It’s an online journal, basically. I just wish sometimes that I was more talented.

You (meaning the 2 or 3 wonderful people that read this) may have noticed that I changed my blog title. I’ve always hated my blog title (My life, or something comparable). I wasn’t exactly serious about this blog when I started it (OK, I’m still not that serious about it) and I sort of just put down the first thought that popped into my head.

So, for now… I’m in persuit of happiness. Which usually involves drama. Which is…. yup, you guessed it; Life.

So, when I hear someone sigh, “Life is hard”, I’m always tempted to ask, “Compared to what?” Just what exactly life means to us? I’m a firm believer that what you get out of life, depends on how you live it.

More than often, we start to question the meaning of life when we’ve been unhappy and depressed a good bit, or when we feel useless and worthless, or when something awful just happened to you or someone you care about and you don’t understand why bad things happen to good people.

Reality is in fact neither good nor bad; it can always be bent and twisted in many directions depending on your beliefs. Unfortunately, we often choose to see the negative side of things.

Happiness doesn’t depend on anything that has or has not happened in the past, nor does it depend on your future prospects. The simple fact is, in order to be happy; you must decide to be happy.

(inspired by a friend who keep complaining his life….
C’mon man… life is beautiful, why grumbling about the past…)

Seputar Kedodolan, tukar pikiran

What Are My Skills?

Skills_2After reading an email from a friend, I just know that there are "A" skill sets, those that you really excel at and then there are "B" skill sets, those things you can do, and do well, but don’t necessarily enjoy. Then it come to me with a question, What are my skills? This has what’s been asked of me by my life coach.

I’ve also been asked to ask other people and see what they think. After all, my idea of what I’m good at may be entirely off base from other’s opinions. For example, I thought I was a great cook until my nephew threw up after eating my meat lasagna one time. No one told me that the hamburg needed to be fresh… ^grin^

So, I open the floor to those of you at Chiclicious, I know you don’t all intimately know me but from your point of view, and reading my posts for the last several months (now that I think of it…you may know me more intimately then I think), what would you say my skills are?