Forever Aozora

Hmm... where to start? It's easy. I was never sure of going back to Pingu's English even though 99% of the staffs are my friends and the workplace is very comfortable, but I ain't a hollaback girl :D My friend Miss Shinta let me know though, that if I want, she would straightly give my name as a teacher candidate to the boss, due to the termination of employment of one of their "key teachers". I was always like "So I have to say bye-bye to my peaceful, lazy freelance life?" or "Nah, I'll just go to an office for big money." Going to a work place on daily routine for low salary was NO OPTION for me. Because for such a small amount of money, I can get it by working from home: writing, translating, and editing various kind of texts. I am only willing to take my  butt out of my room and hustle in the violently polluted lane of Jakarta if it helps me paying my school fee. Before I fell ill, I sent some application letters to big companies and ...

December 25 -- Christmas. My family doesn't celebrate Christmas. It was calm, hot afternoon and I had a job. Cool. I was busy submitting data for Meitha and her boyfriend's scholarship. Then Dad urged me to shower :D because my soldier uncle will come with his family. Mom and Dad busy cooking and after shower I was wondering whether to wear bra now or later. Because I'm home. Home is BRA-FREE ZONE. They came, my lovely cousins with their Mom and Dad. Surprisingly ther came with a lot of foods! It's supposed to be us who serve foods as the host, but they came with Pisang Goreng, Pisang Goreng Crispy, and Nasi Goreng. I made them Iced Syrup. My cousins are younger than me and they were the ones who played with me when we were kids. Older cousins were "too mature" for me so they didn't take me in when they played. Ooh! So these young faces are Toto and Tassja. Tassja just had her first semester in Unibraw University in Malang, so there was stories to share, a...

Quick recapitulation of things I haven't written. Heart arrythmia. I got it again. A week after the dramatic job-thing (I really don't want to mention it again but everything is so damn connected) I got sick. It was only flu. But after that I could always feel my heart beat -- beating in dubstep beat -- and it hurts. At night it got worse. It woke me up in the middle of my deep sleep, or made me unable to fall asleep at all. One day I got so tired that I found my heart in my dream. Here is the thing I should write in this blog. I found my heart in a form of a girl wearing animal printed tights and hands wearing red boxing gloves. She was looking at me sharply and made a boxing gesture. I was shocked but laughed a bit, "Gosh, gurl, why you so aggressive? Let me sleep, won't you?" But she didn't reply, and looked like she didn't care. I told all to Wannes, and it's to the point that we think I should check it out to doctor. But I didn't. Too expens...