As... tagaa...

Jadi sabtu kemarin pas lagi ngobrol-ngobrol sama Pete tentang strategi selanjutnya buat go public HS, ternyata temen gw di Esquire Indonesia adalah temen lamanya Pete juga. Setelah liat pameran lukisannya Gerald something di Galeri Nasional berangkatlah kita janjian ketemuan temen gw yang ternyata temennya Pete juga itu di daerah Kuningan.
Karena Pete dan temennya itu udah lama banget ga ketemuan, reaksinya lucu banget! Komen pertama *dan terus menerus disebutin* itu:

Lando: "As... tagaaa... *ngeliat dari ujung rambut sampe kaki* elo gendut banget sekarang, Pete..."
Pete: *cengengesan mau ngambek ga bisa* "Anjing... *bla bla bla kenalin tentang HS*"

(beberapa menit kemudian)

Pete: "Jadi ... *bla bla bla tentang deal kerjasama* "
Lando: "Ok gini deh, *bla bla bla* as... tagaa... *geleng-geleng kepala, liat dari atas kepala sama kaki* gw masih ga percaya deh sekarang elo begini,"
*Lando nengok ke gw* : "Elo percaya ga sih Tess dulu dia ga begini?"
Tess *cekikikan*: "Iya tau kok gw..."

Dan begitu seterusnya sampe mau pulang juga masih "As... tagaaa..."
ahuahuahua.... Lando, Lando, makasih yah gw jadi ada bahan buat godain Pete!

Happiness is a matter of choice

There has been some rants going on in the office and there's nothing I can do about it besides wait and see. I don't like the feeling of not having control of the situation and not knowing what's going to happen especially when it comes to my job.

So, meet "Babi *=piggy* the second" >>>>
I'm taking her to the office today to brighten up my mood with her little cute pink nose, ears, hands, feet and ribbon. Isn't she super cute??

Quoting from Pete: "I refuse to be taken down" philosophy, yes, I'm taking a stand not to let anything or anyone even myself ruining my activity.

I choose to create my own happiness, by bringing "Babi the second" to work for example, and now I can have my own cheerleader cheering me up, yay!

I Have An American Dream

I had a dream last night of a surprise birthday party arranged by a reality show, I’m pretty sure it happened somewhere in America.

The story went like this, so I lived in some kind of slump or somewhere alike among its small alleys and packed inhabitants with my middle lower family. The weather was really bad that day, the sky went all black with heavy heavy cloud, and I didn’t hope much for my birthday.

Then suddenly, I think it was the host of Home Extreme Makeover, what’s that guy’s name anyway, Ty Pennington! Yes, it was Ty himself with the whole neighborhood come barge into my small front yard, all bubbly and in celebration mood saying that they’d prepared everything we needed to celebrate my birthday party. And so after it everybody and I seemed to enjoy the in house surprise party though the weather was still in its darkest mood.

My thought to this dream is does American Dream really exist?

Is it real that it’s considered as the land of opportunities?

with all the reality shows and seeing Oprah giving hands to the needy,

with my friend telling me that he and some friends are having their own business by loan and that they could earn the money they owed in just a few months?

How about Chris Gardner’s “pursuit of happyness” as I quote from his website

“that a hunger for learning, hard work, and never giving up on the people who make you truly "wealthy," can break destructive cycles and propel anyone to unlimited heights - no matter who they are, where they come from, or what their circumstances may be.”

Does achieving this dream thingy coming from our own willingness to keep pursuing our goals or is it just simply, again, things are easier in America?

If it is true then could I be a part of most people’s dream, to reach my American Dream as well...