Saturday, February 23, 2013

A Meal without Wine Called Breakfast

What's on your mind when the night comes and you wake up in the morning with your beloved?

Ehm...! Breakfast will be the part of your lovely day for sure. Forget about what happened last night but I really love to ask one of my favorite silly question:

Coffee, Tea, or Me?

And I always love to hear from him:


Well, it's not me what he eat for breakfast but I can find him more into tea rather than coffee. Got two times found him twice a day with tea while I randomly could choose coffee or tea; depends on the mood.

Yet after he left, I'm surprised that I always choose tea in my favorite coffee shop. Do I miss being myself to keep choosing coffee as good way to start the day somehow? Nope.

I miss you. I miss having you and your tea while I'm having my coffee.


Starbucks Bali Galeria, Tuesday, 19 February 2013.
It's raining outside and hard for me to breathe.


I keep sending you a picture, I keep write a post about you and never give up with the distance. Hell yea!



And... I keep dreaming as day dreaming is my favorite guilty pleasure *big smile*





 Here: Home- where the heart is:


I heart coffee, he heart tea, I heart him, he heart me :')



So, would you like an adventure now, or shall we have our tea first? - Peter Pan -




Friday, February 22, 2013

RE: Feb 5 Love Notes


It’s kinda funny how we miss the old style of writing by pen and blank paper, put it down in words, and waiting for so long of postal services just to receive a letter.

And now how we grateful that technology bring us faster in deliver and receive the message through any media.

I don’t even think to borrow a pen and ask for paper at the coffee shop when he’s going to leave notes before the airplane took him away.

So after 17 days he left,  what written on my iPod touch- my favorite read for sure, I’m thinking to leave a reply with touch of old style: writing with pen, paper, and enjoy the heart beats for every single word written.

What if you have the same chance to write a love letter and thinking about the love letter itself?

Mine are:
Imaginary thinking to be the happiest bride and do exchanging love letter before ceremony


Having a vintage mail box in my own future house


Got the chance to write to your beloved? Who’s your lucky one?

Mine:

The one I could be falling in love and make the moment of missing him is a pain.




But suddenly, my heart skips a beat, whether I should just keep this as everything seems too good to be true,


Or

Having in my own beach way: message in bottle- with little wishes:



The love letter might be flowing with the wave, but the beach will brings you back- to me :’)


Monday, February 18, 2013

Happy Birthday, Super Mom!


Feel free to create the meaning of 32, free thinker!

Make a wish, blow out the candles, and celebrate one year older. It's your day.

Birthday surprise for Mariska Tampi - I wish I were there!
 ♚

You're the strange person I met a year ago, and I believe you think the same, but we decided to know each other a long time.


Thanks for the warm friendship,

Thanks for the happiness you bring through my- our little monster: Jordan Nathanael,

Thanks for the lesson to be learned through your hard days,

And thanks for the total freedom you give to me, to be myslef.




 

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Oh, Women!




Have a lovely Monday for all lovely women

 

Note to self: RELAX

A good working life is when you assume nothing.

A good working life is when nothing can stop you from becoming yourself.

A good working life is when you don't RSVP for any drama.




Well

You are enough
You have enough
You do enough

And this is a good time to start accepting yourself the way who you are because you're already really awesome!

 



Saturday, February 16, 2013

It's A Process, Changes Takes Time

Are you ready to leave Bali?
Are you sure?
Those two questions keep spinning in my head.

It's been almost 1,5 year living a good life here until one of my big boss to be- said: "your base will be in Jakarta, Risya."

My heart skip a bit. Mixed feelings there. Happy, sad, loved, grateful, scared..

 
 I keep fight myself "this is the time.. this is your dream.. this is what you waiting for.. get up little girl...!


And my beloved people keep telling me everything will be okay, you will always be okay.


 I keep my faith, I know good things will happen :')


Runaway, Runway!

One friend ask whether I'm still interested with runway activity. Why should I?

Well sometime I like to be a center of attention but walking in runway with glamorous performance and put a very thick mask is seriously not interesting (anymore).

It looks good somehow, interesting for sure.




But I.. 

I'm more enjoy to walk in my own runway with music from my iPod playing while I'm walking to my office. Feel the beat, enjoy every step with 16 days left. Wear no make up and no high heels to the place that I used to proud being myself but we all know things changing; yea they push me to be the main actress on biggest drama, well this is quite the same like runway offer...?

I keep my head held high, enjoying the rest 16 days with the rest passion successfully killed.

And..

I walk by faith... I walk to the beach :')

  My favorite runway: sandy beach with favorite shoes: sandy-toes 


Happily wearing bikini at the right place


Will walk in my own aisle someday as I'm successfully arrange for my client