Monday, May 31, 2004
Javanese has a tradition to celebrate seventh month pregnant called Mitoni. Yesterday, my boss held a mass to celebrate the seventh month pregnant of his daughter. The mass was celebrated by three priests: Rm. Yus and Rm. Pontan from Jakarta and Rm. Markus from Bogor. Since yesterday was Pentecost, the theme was adjusted to Pentecost. Prayers were said for showers of Holy Spirit and of course, prayers for a would-be mother and her 7th month old baby in her womb.
I have been there at Puncak since Saturday noon. I spent a night at Wisma Indosiar.
The mass’s successful, so was the party. Everybody ‘s so happy. Lots of food, lots of gifts, lots of blessings.
I have been there at Puncak since Saturday noon. I spent a night at Wisma Indosiar.
The mass’s successful, so was the party. Everybody ‘s so happy. Lots of food, lots of gifts, lots of blessings.
Friday, May 28, 2004
How do you address your spouse? Chinese usually call names, both ways. Rather rude, don’t you think? For javanese, the husband will be addressed ‘Mas’ by the wife and the wife “Dik”. “Abang” and “Neng” are common for Betawinese.
“Honey” or simply “Hon” are equivalent to “Sayang” or “Yayang” or “Yang”. These apply for romantic couples, I think.
I call my wife her name and she addresses me “Koko” but when she is angry, she will call my name. This is a theory in sociolinguistics, to make a gap.
“Honey” or simply “Hon” are equivalent to “Sayang” or “Yayang” or “Yang”. These apply for romantic couples, I think.
I call my wife her name and she addresses me “Koko” but when she is angry, she will call my name. This is a theory in sociolinguistics, to make a gap.
Thursday, May 27, 2004
I trusted a friend with my whole heart. I helped her without doubt, hoping she would find a way with her business and got some profits. But she betrayed my trust. A long time friend betrayed my trust. It hurt, it hurt a lot. In fact, it still hurts.
What would I do? Nothing except praying for her, trying to think positively: maybe she had a a serious burden with her, maybe she was forced to.
I've learnt my lesson, a precious lesson.
What would I do? Nothing except praying for her, trying to think positively: maybe she had a a serious burden with her, maybe she was forced to.
I've learnt my lesson, a precious lesson.
Monday, May 24, 2004
I went to Mass and the homily was about communication, to celebrate the World Communications Day 2004. First, the priest mentioned about the message of the Holy Father for the 38th World Communications Day with the theme: the media and the family: a risk and a richness, later he elaborated on conflicts between a couple. He further said that conflicts are ok if they’re managed accordingly. I don’t buy it.
A friend of mine and his girlfriend always have different views on things. Think both of them are stubborn. What I see is they are well matched: their level of education, ways of thinking, race and most importantly, they love each other. Unfortunately they end up on their own ways, not making it to the holy day. Too bad...
A friend of mine and his girlfriend always have different views on things. Think both of them are stubborn. What I see is they are well matched: their level of education, ways of thinking, race and most importantly, they love each other. Unfortunately they end up on their own ways, not making it to the holy day. Too bad...
Friday, May 21, 2004
I am reading a book by Scott & Kimberly Hahn, titled Rome Sweet Home, Our Journey to Catholicism. In one of the chapters, there are arguments why Bible is not the only authority for Christians (sola scriptura). See the verse below:
Paul tells the Thessalonians, “So then, brethen, stand firm and hold to the traditions which you were taught by us, either by word of mouth or by letter” (2 Thessalonians 2:15)
For me, the unending debate between sola scriptura and sola fide is always interesting.
Paul tells the Thessalonians, “So then, brethen, stand firm and hold to the traditions which you were taught by us, either by word of mouth or by letter” (2 Thessalonians 2:15)
For me, the unending debate between sola scriptura and sola fide is always interesting.
Wednesday, May 19, 2004
I’ve been calling Paroki Mangga Besar since morning but nobody picks up the phone. The secretariat is badly-managed, nobody’s there. I need to know the schedule for tomorrow’s mass. Tomorrow is a holiday, the ascension day of Jesus Christ. Hope the mass is not too early so I can have more sleep :)
Last time, I called the secretariat for the purpose of gaining information and nobody picked up the phone either. The secretariat must be very badly-operated. How come a secretariat has no personnel? Couldn’t the telephone be linked to the priests or nuns?(oops, I never see a nun there)
Last time, I called the secretariat for the purpose of gaining information and nobody picked up the phone either. The secretariat must be very badly-operated. How come a secretariat has no personnel? Couldn’t the telephone be linked to the priests or nuns?(oops, I never see a nun there)
Believe it or not that I have many enemies in my office? I am not an easy person to deal with. If people treat me well, I will treat them better but if people act like bosses, I don’t see them. They are considered voids and I don’t deal with them.
Colleagues are literally colleagues. We are not friends. I will try to do my part professionally. I don’t need support from my colleagues anyway. Who cares....
Colleagues are literally colleagues. We are not friends. I will try to do my part professionally. I don’t need support from my colleagues anyway. Who cares....
Monday, May 17, 2004
I am not a self-confident man. I am not proud, I tend to be humble. That’s me and that’s how I was educated to be. My family and culture play a big role in forming my personality.
Some people are self-confident, sometimes they are so confident that they become over confident and something that is excessive is not good. Being self-confident is ok but be careful not to be over-confident. How do we know that we are over-confident? Self instropection and most importantly, input from friends.
Not confident and over-confident are both negative attitude.
Some people are self-confident, sometimes they are so confident that they become over confident and something that is excessive is not good. Being self-confident is ok but be careful not to be over-confident. How do we know that we are over-confident? Self instropection and most importantly, input from friends.
Not confident and over-confident are both negative attitude.
Going steady with someone and marrying someone is two different things. Going steady with someone for years and marrying someone is also two different things. When you marry someone, you have the responsibility to be responsible for that someone. This won’t apply when you just see that someone. Correct me if I am wrong.
To be responsible for someone needs a lot of your energy. It’s like you are forced to like things you don’t like. Joining two individuals ain’t easy. I know and you know, we all know.
To be responsible for someone needs a lot of your energy. It’s like you are forced to like things you don’t like. Joining two individuals ain’t easy. I know and you know, we all know.
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
We must know our own condition. Health is so individual. I will give you an example. My colleague can eat ‘nasi goreng tek tek’ every night without getting a cough. It’s because he is used to it. He has been eating ‘nasi goreng’ from his childhood. My other colleague likes ‘nasi padang’ so much that his daily lunch is nasi padang, but I never see him have a stomach-ache. Why? Because he is used to it. His stomach is already immune with all that bacteria. How about us? We only have a standard stomach, so be careful on what we eat. Observe our daily condition. Have we been working hard lately? Have we been in a stress? Have we been sleeping late? All of these factors will influence our condition.
Now that we are sick. Take a good rest and eat healthy food. Chicken soup, chicken porridge are considered the best. Drink a lot of water. Spritually, pray more.
Get well soon.
Now that we are sick. Take a good rest and eat healthy food. Chicken soup, chicken porridge are considered the best. Drink a lot of water. Spritually, pray more.
Get well soon.
Monday, May 10, 2004
I consider myself smarter and more experienced than my wife. But it doesn’t mean I am always right. Life is fair, there are always situations that don’t need smart people, situations that only need simple and easy-going people.
My wife can fill my weaknesses. When I have too much worries, she can soothe me, seeing problems from her point of view. I think this is a point to get married, having somebody with you, giving you comments, advices or whatever. Glad to have her.
My wife can fill my weaknesses. When I have too much worries, she can soothe me, seeing problems from her point of view. I think this is a point to get married, having somebody with you, giving you comments, advices or whatever. Glad to have her.
Friday, May 07, 2004
The party was ok. A lot of their friends came, most of them directly from office. Some brought presents and some didn’t. I belong in the latter group.
The dinner itself was ok, several kinds of dishes, from yellow rice, meatballs in the soup, noodles to sio mai. Besides, cakes of Martin cake, 80 pieces fried bananas of Tanjung Duren were also served. For juices, guave juice ,orange juice, soursop juice were abundantly available.
Met some acquaintances. Had some ordinary chats. Took some photos. At 11 pm sharp, I asked for permission to go home. It was late and raining. We packed some food.
Arriving home at midnite, exhausted. Had a cup of tea with milk (my favourite drink). Frida had her Prenagen chocolate milk. Watched Baywatch before hitting the sack.
The dinner itself was ok, several kinds of dishes, from yellow rice, meatballs in the soup, noodles to sio mai. Besides, cakes of Martin cake, 80 pieces fried bananas of Tanjung Duren were also served. For juices, guave juice ,orange juice, soursop juice were abundantly available.
Met some acquaintances. Had some ordinary chats. Took some photos. At 11 pm sharp, I asked for permission to go home. It was late and raining. We packed some food.
Arriving home at midnite, exhausted. Had a cup of tea with milk (my favourite drink). Frida had her Prenagen chocolate milk. Watched Baywatch before hitting the sack.
Thursday, May 06, 2004
Thomas is having his birthday today and I am going to his house tonight for dinner. Thomas is my witness for my wedding, together with his wife, Nina, my boss’s daughter. They are friends of my wife. Confusing? Hehehehhehehe
In fact, my wife has been in Pondok Indah since this morning. I drove to my office this morning, then had a driver pick her up and sent her to Pondok Indah. She was there to help preparing dinner.
No gift from me, only prayers.
In fact, my wife has been in Pondok Indah since this morning. I drove to my office this morning, then had a driver pick her up and sent her to Pondok Indah. She was there to help preparing dinner.
No gift from me, only prayers.
Wednesday, May 05, 2004
When you’ve been seeing a girl and you like her, don’t wait to move to the next step. Of course in the condition that you are ready mentally and materially. Never consider whether she is ready or not because perhaps she will never be ready. You are the one who makes decision. If she accepts your proposal, you move on, if not, you also move on. Don't be trapped in a stagnant relationship.
Tuesday, May 04, 2004
My ex-girlfriend is an indigineous (i don’t like this word) Indonesian. She is a Catholic. I first met her in my sociolinguistics class in Atmajaya. She is my junior.
We met each other so often in a week because in turned out that we took the same subjects for the semester. Seeing each other and having discusion together, we began to like each other.
Having a special relationship for about one year, we were ready to move to the next step. This is when I re-thought of our relationship. I had been aware that our culture is so different but I kept convincing myself that it would be ok. In fact, I myself had no problem with her being an indigineous but my family didn’t seem to share the same opinion with me. We broke up.
We met each other so often in a week because in turned out that we took the same subjects for the semester. Seeing each other and having discusion together, we began to like each other.
Having a special relationship for about one year, we were ready to move to the next step. This is when I re-thought of our relationship. I had been aware that our culture is so different but I kept convincing myself that it would be ok. In fact, I myself had no problem with her being an indigineous but my family didn’t seem to share the same opinion with me. We broke up.
