Alrighty... this is my second blog...since the one that I just wrote dissapeared right before I finished writting...
Hope this one works... LOL
Well as I wrote in the first one, today is 5 days before my big day... or actually my Mama's big day when she gave birth to me 21 years ago...
oh goodness!! Its just hit me about how long I have been in this world... how does it feel? umm... okey i guess... and surely do I thank God for everything He has given me... I love HIM!
Also thankful for the last 2 days... been better than the last week (heartache was everywhere).... got some papers back and did pretty good i suppose... talking to some of my crushes... but somehow i manage to remember about my Mr. Big
for those of you who watch Sex and The City must know him, you know, the one who manage to break Carrie's heart over and over again.
Well, inspired by the fact that this guy is also somehow manage to come and pop up in my life anytime he wants and breaks my heart (literally) over and over again, I named this person Mr. Big. He was my first love. We havent seen each other for couple years... but still I remember him.
Anyhow, it was just funny that I kinda long to talk to him lately... probably because he was always be part of my birthday for the last 6 years (i think)... and until last year... at least, I still included him in my birthday although he's like ocean away from me...
However, this year might be different... oh wow took me at least 6 years to try a new thing.. HAHA... I got someone else in the picture... but its just hillarious to think that I might have 2 'major' guys (only) in my mind on my birthday... LOL
who knows... still have..(as I said)... 5 days... and any things could happen.
Btw, i was doing my playlist when I remember about the song called, Daddy's Little Girl. I didnt know who sang that song...but somehow I managed to get that song in my playlist (Hope you all enjoy it)...
This song is obviously a song about daddy and his little girl... (pretty obvious from the title).
To me, this song that I listened around 4 years ago for the very first time, is really special. It will always remind me about Papa, my PAPA!!
oh Man... its really hard not to cry everytime I am writing about my parents... (they're like the only people whom I will die for, other than my little brother of course)
anyway... so, my Papa is one of my greatest teacher.
I was not closed enough to him when I was a kid. He used to portray himself as the Scary Father and DONT talk to me sort of thing. I was (still am) scared of him to death. It was like a nitemare whenever my Mother said,
"Ngomong sama Papa dulu..."
whenever I asked her for something... I could swear that I would be all sweating when I knew that I had to speak to my father.
Years go by, stuff happened.
Papa is also a human who can make mistake... and that I learned as I grow older.
I learned to forgive Papa...
That actually happened during my exchange year in the US 4 years ago. I remember I broke down when I heard Daddy's Little Girl in my room. At that moment, I realized how I was pretty unfair to my father, and promised that I would forgive him.
And I remember the first time I saw him picking me up at the airport. It broke my heart when I say how his body seemed like shrinking... he lost lots of weights. It was such a surprise when I found out from my aunt, that he lost weight because he missed me...
That actually wouldnt I expect happen to my father. I didnt know that he really did miss me... and it did touch me...
Since then we became closer.
And funnyly, now, talking to him is one of my favorite thing to do. I have learned many things from him.
I talk a lot about politics and religions (rationale) with him... he's like my smart conversation buddy... and I also find out how funny he's always been behind his thick mustache (which he shaved during his hajj)...
When Im upset and need some un-emotional advice, I know where to go...
although sometimes I still cant really talk about the guys whom I have crush on... (otherwise he will make fun of them!) LOL
I always know that I can throw some jokes about anything with him
I always know that he will always protect me, Rivan, and Mama
To be honest, this is actually my first time I wrote something about my Papa (publicly)...
He just got back from Hajj this January with my Mama... and I really pray for Alloh to always guide his path. Amen.
I guess I have learned somethings... even my little brother has learned something when Papa's aways...
"Sekarang aku tau gimana susahnya jadi Papa, harus ngeluarkan dan masukkan mobil setiap saat, nge-pel rumah, ama nyuci baju!"
*We dont have any house maid anymore since 3 years ago because my mother wanted to lose weight by exercising ( cleaning the house)... which ofcourse worked out pretty well... she lost lots of weights...although to me, no matter how she is, she will always be THE MOST GORGEUS WOMAN i have ever known in my life.*
and I just wanna let him know how proud I am to be his daughter.
I love and miss my Papa.
Hope this one works... LOL
Well as I wrote in the first one, today is 5 days before my big day... or actually my Mama's big day when she gave birth to me 21 years ago...
oh goodness!! Its just hit me about how long I have been in this world... how does it feel? umm... okey i guess... and surely do I thank God for everything He has given me... I love HIM!
Also thankful for the last 2 days... been better than the last week (heartache was everywhere).... got some papers back and did pretty good i suppose... talking to some of my crushes... but somehow i manage to remember about my Mr. Big
for those of you who watch Sex and The City must know him, you know, the one who manage to break Carrie's heart over and over again.
Well, inspired by the fact that this guy is also somehow manage to come and pop up in my life anytime he wants and breaks my heart (literally) over and over again, I named this person Mr. Big. He was my first love. We havent seen each other for couple years... but still I remember him.
Anyhow, it was just funny that I kinda long to talk to him lately... probably because he was always be part of my birthday for the last 6 years (i think)... and until last year... at least, I still included him in my birthday although he's like ocean away from me...
However, this year might be different... oh wow took me at least 6 years to try a new thing.. HAHA... I got someone else in the picture... but its just hillarious to think that I might have 2 'major' guys (only) in my mind on my birthday... LOL
who knows... still have..(as I said)... 5 days... and any things could happen.
Btw, i was doing my playlist when I remember about the song called, Daddy's Little Girl. I didnt know who sang that song...but somehow I managed to get that song in my playlist (Hope you all enjoy it)...
This song is obviously a song about daddy and his little girl... (pretty obvious from the title).
To me, this song that I listened around 4 years ago for the very first time, is really special. It will always remind me about Papa, my PAPA!!
oh Man... its really hard not to cry everytime I am writing about my parents... (they're like the only people whom I will die for, other than my little brother of course)
anyway... so, my Papa is one of my greatest teacher.
I was not closed enough to him when I was a kid. He used to portray himself as the Scary Father and DONT talk to me sort of thing. I was (still am) scared of him to death. It was like a nitemare whenever my Mother said,
"Ngomong sama Papa dulu..."
whenever I asked her for something... I could swear that I would be all sweating when I knew that I had to speak to my father.
Years go by, stuff happened.
Papa is also a human who can make mistake... and that I learned as I grow older.
I learned to forgive Papa...
That actually happened during my exchange year in the US 4 years ago. I remember I broke down when I heard Daddy's Little Girl in my room. At that moment, I realized how I was pretty unfair to my father, and promised that I would forgive him.
And I remember the first time I saw him picking me up at the airport. It broke my heart when I say how his body seemed like shrinking... he lost lots of weights. It was such a surprise when I found out from my aunt, that he lost weight because he missed me...
That actually wouldnt I expect happen to my father. I didnt know that he really did miss me... and it did touch me...
Since then we became closer.
And funnyly, now, talking to him is one of my favorite thing to do. I have learned many things from him.
I talk a lot about politics and religions (rationale) with him... he's like my smart conversation buddy... and I also find out how funny he's always been behind his thick mustache (which he shaved during his hajj)...
When Im upset and need some un-emotional advice, I know where to go...
although sometimes I still cant really talk about the guys whom I have crush on... (otherwise he will make fun of them!) LOL
I always know that I can throw some jokes about anything with him
I always know that he will always protect me, Rivan, and Mama
To be honest, this is actually my first time I wrote something about my Papa (publicly)...
He just got back from Hajj this January with my Mama... and I really pray for Alloh to always guide his path. Amen.
I guess I have learned somethings... even my little brother has learned something when Papa's aways...
"Sekarang aku tau gimana susahnya jadi Papa, harus ngeluarkan dan masukkan mobil setiap saat, nge-pel rumah, ama nyuci baju!"
*We dont have any house maid anymore since 3 years ago because my mother wanted to lose weight by exercising ( cleaning the house)... which ofcourse worked out pretty well... she lost lots of weights...although to me, no matter how she is, she will always be THE MOST GORGEUS WOMAN i have ever known in my life.*
and I just wanna let him know how proud I am to be his daughter.
I love and miss my Papa.
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i made a link to my blog, salam
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