Yellow Tea Cup :: B4nch4’s Daily Stuff

Traveling with car in Jakarta usually only mean 1 thing: traffic jam. Good thing we are already so used to it that it didn’t bother us as much. We usually spend traffic jam time chatting about anything and nothing too important.

So there we were, talking about future, our future, from one thing jumps quickly to another, nothing in specific really. We were discussing about future home and how come we haven’t found a house yet? *a little frustated*. J expressed how he wants to have a secret sanctum basement, yeah-like-superhero-secret-type-of-room where he can watch movie or play his playstation with killer sound system and LCD. Basically a room for doing all kind of male stuff, whatever that means.

I did not point out that he spends too much time with his playstation because he already know it. So i just nod in-whatever-makes-you-happy-baby agreement. He is a lot like me in that way, the more people told him not to, the more he want to. hah! talk about karma. hehehhe

While he talks about this big home he would love us to have, I’m more focused on the kitchen set, how the decoration would be, the garden, etc. And ooohhh i’m in searching for that perfect black bag, something more visible in near future.

We talked about wedding plan. Do we want a party? Not really, we both hate parties. Do we have a non-party option? Not really, parents will not be happy. Grandmas will be furious. Do we have enough budget for party? where? when? who should we invited? really close family & friend only? 200 pax? Can we size down to 100pax? Not possible, big family. Will people get offended if they don’t get invited? Will the priest marry us if we never show up at the church? What church? Papers? Souvenirs? argh! that’s too much for my brain! Note: consider eloping without telling anyone. Thank God i got our honeymoon plan sort out already *evil grin*

The conversation shift over to cars and we let our imagination run wild with the most amazing car we would buy if we can ever afford it, and then as quickly jump to other topic etc, etc you got the point.

Just when we paused for a while, this is what we see in front of us that makes both of us cracked up together.

SABAR.

Sabar donk kalo blum punya rumah - ntar juga punya (amin)

Sabar donk kalo blum merit - ntar juga merit (point yg lebih cocok dibilangin ke orang-orang jahil yg-suka-nanya2-kapan-loe-merit-terus2an).

Mobil baru apaan? kan udah punya atuh, don’t be greedy.

Sabar donk kalau blum bisa beli inih-ituh, travelling ke sanah-sinih - ntar juga kesampean sedikit demi sedikit walau ga semua.

One by one okehh?

I just hope i wont be carried away wanting all the things that’s not necessarily needed and forget what is truly important in life. Because that would be sucks.

Jadi inget lagunya Madonna coz i’m a material girl living in a material world. *joget-joget*

Dulu oh dulu waktu masih jadi pegawai, bulan puasa selalu menjadi bulan terasik. Gimana enga? kerja cuma setengah bulan, dapat gaji sebulan full + THR ! Boro-boro buat nabung, duit THR langsung aja kepake buat jalan-jalan senang-senang makan-makan shopping-shopping gadget-gadget. Kumplit dah kebahagiaannya.

Sekarang oh sekarang jadi bos lain ceritanya. Bulan puasa menjadi bulan yg omzet menurun setengah karena tutup 2 minggu, tapi tetep ngasih gaji pegawai full sebulan + THR + parcel buat klien sana sini. Not complaining, malah bersukur karena paling tidak rejeki  masih mencukupi buat bagi-bagi THR, sambil mengingat-ingat duh bahagianya dulu waktu nerima THR hehehheh…

Jadi ingat cerita seorang kenalan yang harus menjual perhiasan emas nya supaya bisa ngasih THR *bless him*

Gitu deh dukanya jadi bos. Sukur suka nya lebih banyak.

i made egg & sliced smoked chicken for lunch. And of course with chili sauce. What i love most about sandwich is when i eat the boring crust edge first and leave the best middle part for one last big bite. YUMMY!

Today in Jakarta city we experienced a pretty big earthquake. I was working from home on my 26th floor apartment when the quake started in slow shake. Just when i decided to ignore it, the quake get bigger that almost make me trip couple of times on my way to the door. I remember hearing the furniture moving and the slow crack i heard somewhere was what really spook me up.

The only thing i remember to grab (beside my mobile) on my way out is of course my beloved macbook. I don’t have backup data thank you very much. It makes me wonder what other people will save on the similar circumstances ? Because i have this bag prepared, that contain all the important documents (passport, birth certificate, etc) for a situation like this, but when it did happen, i totally forget about the bag! continue reading »

“You know who gets writer’s block? Non-writers. Writers write. Posers whine about how hard it is.”

I forget the name of the writer who gave out such a politically incorrect statement, but he/she is absolutely right.

I’m a fake writer. I’m just a writer wannabe. groupies. continue reading »