LDR, who scared?

LDR or Long Distance Relationship is a trend nowadays among adults. Why I say adults? Teenagers won’t cope with LDR, they are easily get bored and likely hunt another partner to be with. 

Many people says it is difficult to have a LDR, also chances to do an affair with other sex opposite is very easy to happen. However, there are some couples that love doing LDR, they could feel their heart near while others in a long journey – not the opposite. They are near, but there is a distance between their hearts. 

I’ve been experienced LDR when I worked in another country. It was one year without my boy friend, and we did it so well – then I start asking, why anyone could fail, when we could pass it?

LDR Positives!

I ensure you that you’ll miss each other badly. Thank God to our modern technology that we have “skype” and “face time” now! You will find that communication is effortless. Even though you will lose your saving money to buy credit to your phone, you will always texting and calling each other. The positive of LDR is you can have your “boundary freedom.” This means, you can do your hobbies, you can hang out with your friends, and do your works or tasks for even in a better result. You can go every Friday for “Girls Night Out” without even worrying someone will drag you home- when you still want to dance.

LDR Negatives…

Trust breaking is number one obstacle in this relation. It easy for your partner to judge you having another crush with another man or woman if – for example, you don’t call your partner, you forgot replying his or her sms  - or any simple thing. My boyfriend did a long distance call for 3 hours- just to get an argument with me.. and, guess what, he spent 2 million rupiah for his call. Well.. well. What should I say? 

Flirting with another man or woman is really tempting. I’ve met some foreigners who really liked me and wanted our relationship would grow more than friend. At that time, I personally did not have any intention to do any relation with foreigner men. They just didn’t suit with my life – and also, not my taste.. tsahhhhhh..! :p However, I enjoyed myself being loved by many men, got a lot of attention, and also… more friends, of course! 

Once someone said to me, “If you can maintain your LDR relationship and both of stay faithful to each other, you can be together for the rest of your life. This means your love is so strong.” 

Actually, LDR is not a distance problem. It’s more to hearts problem. If you have that problem, fix it. Don’t blame the distance! I didn’t predict that I can make the LDR succeed, but I did. : )

 Just don’t think too much about it. Trust each other – and keep your communication well. It’ll be fun.

- Are you on LDR right now, Angel Lovers?-

My Circle

They have edited this photo, because they said, "Gek, you are too white!" >.< I love my hair, though!!! :p

My circle isn’t big. It’s enough for me to say things that I love or I hate. I have more space to tell stories and listen to them as well. I have more time to laugh and to have a free hug, do a happy dance with them. 

My circle is some friends that really close to me. They are my colleagues and my best friends. I love hanging out with them, and hours feel nothing. 

My circle please stays around me, don’t go anywhere. Always make my day and hug my heart forever.

-          Do you have your circle?  -

One Morning..

One morning, while I was having a morning nap with my 2 years old son, my house phone was ringing. I jumped out the bed, although I didn’t feel like it. I thought that would be my mom, since I loved talking to her. 

It was a second late, because my father already took the line. I sneaked out again, having my morning nap, with my baby boy. 

When I got up, it was 11 o’clock and I needed to be ready for work. I left my boy on the bed then walked o the door just to get my eyes met with the sun, for the second time that day. I didn’t really feel like working, as usual. 

My Dad came to me and told me a true story,

“I took the phone and it was a woman out there – says.. Hello, I’m YENI.”

“Yes, anything I can help, madam?” replied my father politely, as the caller probably one of his client.

The woman spoke out “Sir, I would like to inform you, that your kid is having accident at the school this morning.” 

I raised my eyebrow – hold my smile and asked my father, “Then, what did you say, Dad?”

Instead of saying that he doesn’t have any kid that isn’t in school anymore, he just said “thank you for your call.” 

“Is that it, Dad?” I said – when my dad replied me with a wise voice, “It’s definitely fraudulence, a crime, why should I care..? “ 

“Oh.” I replied and thought, my Dad would has been cursed the lady named YENI, but he didn’t do it. 

“And, why should you care, Gek? You need to get to work, right? ” asked my Dad – read my thought utterances. 

“You need to be more careful, Dad.” I said and left to the bathroom get ready for work.

My dear Angel lovers, there are LOADS of BAD PEOPLE outside there. One thing that you have to remember is stay calm, take a deep breath, and think logically. 

-          Because if you are worried and panic, it won’t get you anywhere. Stay put! -

Be NICE!

Undeniable, being nice to other people sometimes hard attitude to do.

I have a colleague at work, she is definitely nice, but not nice at the same time.
She's nice, because she is still care about what other people do (sometimes too much care), and still help you when you need her assistance. However, it changes in a flip when she talks about others. She doesn't reluctantly keep her words to behave nicely. Like she did today.

It wasn't a rumor that as a teacher, it is very difficult to have "day off" in my office. I need to apply my 'leave' far more before the day - not 2 weeks before, I've done it for about 3 or 4 months before my 'leave day'. When I took it, the boss should have known that I've already planned it ahead, and it is really essential.

Last year, I've got 5 days off when it's Balinese Christmas time. (Let's say it like that... :p) it supposed to be three days only, but again... because I booked my leave day, far more before the day, I always got the "day off" perfectly. Then, she said to everyone that it wasn't fair - because she forgot, and just applied her leave 2 weeks before the Balinese Christmas time.

She also  said I was the boss' favourite because my boss only approved my 'long leave' - not hers or other colleagues. Helloooooo..... first come first served. I think you knew that idioms, Miss!

It was very easy to blame other people. VERY EASY.

Then today she asked me. "Have you applied for the Balinese Christmas holiday?" I didn't answer her question, because I knew, she haven't finished her sentences.

"You know, you may only take three days - not five days as usual. There is a regulation about that. " She continued.

"Is it?" I just replied a short answer.

"Yap. And you can't take the whole week off like you usually did -last year, you know... " She said while looking at me. I took my breath deeply while preparing my fake smile.

"Oh really?" I said back to her without even seeing her. I loved the feeling that I DON'T F*****G CARE of whatever she said.

She left without knowing that I've already proposed my leave application, and my boss begged me for forgiveness and understanding, because she could not approve it easily like last year.

"The rule is, first come first serve. Last year, other teachers were complaining because of your leave days. They said it wasn't fair. Thus, I'm gonna postpone your day off and we'll see how it goes." My boss said to me softly.

"It's cool. We can't make everyone happy, can we?" I replied politely then off to my desk.

- I hope I can make her happy this year. - 

The Power of Good

That is the most favourite article of the Reader Digest which I read frequently. I love reading the story of good karma and sometimes tears falling down through my cheek. When someone did something good and the other person replied in a magical way, in the right place- at the right time. 

It is actually reflected of what happened today. 

I have a colleague named Sam. He’s a young lad, for a small remote village in England. (Well, he said it to me, and directly showed me some pictures of his house in England- the first time I met him)

He sits next to me in the office, but I hardly ever notice that he’s there. He mostly sits in front of the public computer, typing with his quirky hands, sipped his double glasses of juice in a jiffy, and talks loudly about the girls he’s dating recently with his mate. 

Apart from his wildness attitude, he is always be there for me. It’s been 2 years now and he has already recognized hundreds of my face expressions that could tell exactly what I felt. 

My cruel face – that often asks him to tidy up his desk or his folder when we have to swap our class. A happy face that he often replies with a flirty smile. An unhappy face – that makes him stay away from me. :p

Or, a helpless face that makes him said.. “Are you okay?” 

He often helps me a lot with proof-read my formal writing. He sometimes change the sentences, has a little bit argument with me, then.. finally, he will emphasized his utterance then said.. “It’s my language – not yours.” It was his golden words to make me silent and obey him – at once. 

Like today when he jumped initiatively to take my student’s writing and said.. “Would like me to proof-read that? I have a lot of time. I can do it for you.” 

Then, I replied, “Sam, would you like another glass of juice?” 

He just smiled. A flirty smile, as usual. Even though at the end, we corrected together. 

 When will I pay back for your kindness, friend?

Thanks for your help today. 

Kiss kiss.

Mr R

Mr R, (in my dream, only) ;)

 As a female teacher, I love having male students. Don’t be misunderstanding. I love female students, too. They are much more warmer than male students, however, they tend to ignore me when they bored or simply busy with their own world.. 

I met Mr R, when I was an examiner in his speaking test. I’ve already got a warning before from my colleague.. “Gek, you’ll feel your heart beats faster.. and can’t breathe.”

“He’s a gentleman, great attitude, lovely smile, and smells good…. “ Said Ella, my colleague. I can feel that a drop of her saliva fell down sinfulness. It did make me more curious, who Mr. R is.. 

The truth is.. he’s truly a mysterious handsome drop-dead rich man. He is just around 22 years old and he’s been travelled around the world. Just name any countries that you knew, he’s been there. 

My curiosity goes on when I actually become his class teacher. I have tried every approach, methods, systems, tricks, you name it.. to know more about him, but, it was a great failure. He never opens himself to other people. He keeps everything personal and very-very-very odd as the smell of his expensive perfume in the middle of Ella’s jealousness because she’s not getting him as her student this term.. BINGO! *grin*

I remember, he always says that he has a high-risky job, but he’s very satisfied about it. He says he has a Dutch girlfriend, but he does flirt with other classmates (!) He drives the most expensive car in Bali and still has a high respect to other people... damn you, heartthrob! 

Today, he’s surprised me again…When I was having difficulties in releasing the sticky tape strap between many umbrellas.. I was hoping that Mr R will come to me with car keys, or.. another equipment that could solve my problem.

“I am sorry Miss.. “

“Pardon, why did you say sorry? What will you do? Do you have the keys?” I asked him politely. 

Slowly but sure, he pulled out a small folded knife from his trousers pocket and helped me effortless with an elegant move. The class stopped for about 3 seconds when they saw what he did.. 

I took my breath and starred at him – I whispered, “thank you, R..” 

He gave me that killing smile while putting back his folded knife into his pocket “No problem, miss.” 

Although my heart was melted with his gentleman attitude, he made me a little bit scared this time.

Please. Don’t break my heart again, Mr R!

-Happy Valentine’s Day, Angel Lovers.-

kiss kiss. :*

What's your colour?

Believe it or not.. my true hair colour was light brown. Not BLONDE! But not as black as Asian hair.. : ( 

Yap. I’m truly Indonesian, but don’t blame me for the 1% Chinese blood that my great grandmother gave me. Also, I couldn’t blame the sun which burned my hair diligently when I was a kid. 

I’ve got an old photo that showed how “light brown” is my hair. My family knew it, and it was a very smooth, thin layer, but thick quantity, and straight hair. It wasn’t a problem at all, when I was at primary school. My dad put me in a private school, which made me able to have friends who did not really care about physical different. They just assumed me as another stranger. 

The problem came when I was at Junior High School. The school deputy often did a “general check up” for the students. One day, he came to my class and asked me to go straight away to the principal office. He said that “Who do you think you are? You think you can colour your hair at this age?” I kept saying that, “THIS IS MY REAL HAIR” “I NEVER PUT ANY COLOUR” “I WAS BORN LIKE THIS” 

Then the teacher said.. “When all the thieves are as honest as you, the jail would be full. The world will be peaceful..”  I sat down in the corner, and cried. Until my Dad came to my school, and told my teacher that it was my real hair colour. 

I was sent home that day. Afterwards, my Mom took me to the salon to dye my hair into black. Then the story of new colour begin…. Every now and then, I used to dye my hair into black. However, as you know.. the colour will last only for three months. When my mom was busy then she forgot to take me to the saloon, then my hair would turn into light brown.. Aloe Vera was my savior that time. I used it to make my hair darker, and it worked! Cool!

When I graduated, I played a lot with my hair colour. The last time was last year, I dyed my hair to “Purple Rose” it was red, not purple. Inside the room, you’ll see my hair a little bit dark red, but outdoor, you’ll see a brave red. Everyone loves it, including my hubby. 

As usual, it’s been six months and my hair colour wash out. It turns to be light brown (again) with a little slice of red. 

One day, I brushed my hair in the office’s toilet and my boss came.

“Oh, Gek, Did you dye your hair? IT’S A GREAT COLOUR!” 

I starred bluntly to her and  said.. “I didn’t dye my hair… “

“Didn’t you?” She frowned. 

“Nope” I smiled. “It’s my wash out hair colour, it was purple rose, last year I guess...”

She just stunned, and passed me then said, “It’s really nice colour, anyway… ” 

I smiled again while brushing my hair, “Thank you!” 

I love my light brown hair!

All photos mostly were taken by my BlackBerry Camera. The 2009 photo was taken after I came from Saloon. :D 

So, what’s your colour, Angel Lovers? ;)