Mother

Mother...

I used to think that you are too strict to me. You are often mad at me. You always thought of me as careless kid. Still, I can not hate you. Especially, when my religion says that I need to respect my parents, especially my mother. I also thought that you were too hard-headed (or block-headed?), like my self. Of course I inherit that personality, because both of my parents are hard-headed. But, I still respect you.

Then, I knew that you seldom bought things for your own because you always think about me. You concern about my future, about my wedding ceremony (later...), about my life which often distract your good-night-sleep. Moreover, my brother had to tell a lot of things just to encourage you to buy somethings for yourself.

I just realized that it is so nice of you, Mother, to worry and think of meabove yours. I also regret now when I remember those times I made you cry and hurt your feeling. I take back all my bad words of you, Mother.

I love you...

Cirebon, August 4th 2007.


If only today were mother day, then I would present this writing for you.

Home Sweet Home

At last....after two years (In fact, only 1 year 11 months) in Aachen, I came home. Now, I surfed internet using my father's computer and internet connection ^^. Wow, I just realized that there's been a lot of changes to my home town and also my house. Still, I really love them.

I remember that one time, I accompanied three of my best friends in Aachen (Ija, Indra n Jafir) I thought who would accompany me later when I would fly back to Indonesia. Would I be alone? or would there be other friends to accompany me? I also remember that my friend, Astrid, told me that if I could not be accompanied by them, I could still ask them to pick me up. Hehe, nice one

However, bad thought did not happened. When I was going to go to Frankfurt flughafen (flughafen = airport), I was accompanied by many people, even though they accompanied only till Koeln. I was really happy and touched, since I've never known that it would not be happened. I really appreciate of what they did.

Even when I reached Jakarta, I also encountered another surprise. Not only all of my family are there to pick me up, but also some of my best friends. They came even though they knew that I would be picked up by my family. Thanks a lot guys and girls.

Thank you my friends.....

PS: if you found out that I rarely updated my blog in August 2007, you knew right away why I do that right? ^_^ I am on holiday....


Cirebon, August 4th 2007


at 3 am in the morning, remembering you:
all my friends...Ai, Inov, Ilma-Widya-Naura, Ankandri, Astrid, Newin, Agus, Ija, Jafir, Irfa, Tammy, of course you too my best friend, Willy.
and of course, my family....