Dearest Owen...

Friday, 30 May 08, 2.05pm at home

Diary! Guess who this baby is. Yes, it's my new nephew, my elder sis' son, my brand new nephew, still fresh from oven! He's 1 day old now. He was just born yesterday morning. His name is Owen Lee. I really want to see him, hug him, kiss him. He is still so innocent now. I pray that he'll be a Jesus' baby boy too so that Owen (and his family too!) will be continuously blessed and protected by HIM, always! God bless you, my dear nephew! Welcome to our world!

-Abbie-

My First Pizza

Wednesday, 28 Apr 08, 11.38am at home

Hellow again diary!
I made PIZZA yesterday! Yeehaa!! This is the crispy type of pizza. My cooking sensei said that pizza is from Italy so we made Italy's flag pizza! I dunno what their flag looks like, I guess it's something like this pizza, with red, green, and white color combinations.

Every time after we finish cooking, our food is brought to the dining table in their kitchen studio and we're given time to eat it no matter we're hungry or not hungry, no matter it's lunch time or not lunch time. We actually are not allowed to bring the food home, maybe because they're afraid that we're gonna sell it and make money. I really wanted to bring this pizza home for my hubby to taste it. So, I brought a container! Before I took this container out from my bag, I looked around first to make sure that nobody's watching me. Then, I slowly took this out. But, suddenly one of my sensei came out just before me while my right hand's holding this bright-color-container!
Sensei: Waaa.. kawaiii!!! (Waaa.. cuteee!!)
Me: "Yaaa... kawaiii.." (Yaaa.. cute..) [with senyum kecut-ketakutan on my face]
Sensei: "Kore wa nan desuka?" (What's this?)
Me: "Eh? Hambaga!!" (Eh? Hamburger!!)
Sensei: "Aaa.. hambaga? kawai ne.." (Aaa.. hamburger? so cute..)
Me: "Hai!" (Yes!) [with confident smile on my face]
Sensei: [Left with weird face]

Phew! I almost got caught! I'm not sure if she really didn't know that it's a food container or she just let me go because she thought I'm just a non-dangerous-kind-of-species who just wanted to bring home the food. Anyway, I managed to bring the pizza home!! ^_^

-Abbie-

Nikko Trip!

Wednesday, 28 Apr 08, 9.25am at home


Hello Diary,
These are my pics when I was in Nikko! The weather now is warmer. Early in the morning, I was wearing black shirt with orange shirt on top of the black shirt. I always feel slimmer in the morning so it's ok wearing two shirts. I like orange color! It's still spring, it's nice to wear orange, isn't it? On the first picture, I was still confidently posing with my tummy in front of my body. *Where else can you put your tummy?* On the second picture, my tummy was already on the "rounder stage". I was quite shocked when I saw this picture on my camera. So, on the third picture, I took off my orange shirt, now you can't see the shadow of my round tummy anymore. All is black! Hohohoho...

Anyway, I quite enjoyed this trip although the location is more far than what we expected! We enjoyed the greenery, the water, and the fresh air, which we can't find in Tokyo.

I tied my hair up when I was in Nikko was not because I wanted to act cute. *Omo, in that case, why should you tie your hair at the right side??* Sstt..! My hair was already "no-style-one-lah" (in Singapore slang) if I untied my hair. So, I decided to cut my hair on Monday! Again, I cut my hair by myself. Now I've become addicted cutting my own hair. It's fun, you know!

This time, I used more professional method. I was wearing my bunny rain coat so that I could freely *WuZz! WuZz!* cut my hair without bothering about my clothes. This time, I was also wearing my contact lenses so that I could 'intip-intip' up and bottom, left and right with no blind spots and blur vision at all. Firstly, I divided my hair into two, up and bottom. Then, I divided into two again for each layer, right and left. I cut the bottom part first, then left and right, and made some layers with my comb-scissor. Then, I worked on the upper part, the front part, and did some final touch-up on whatever around my head. Sounds more professional now? I also thought so till Ron came home and saw my brand-new hairstyle and.... he didn't response anything! *Hahaha! He didn't realize it. That means that your new hairstyle is not...* Diary, do not continue! I know what it means.

-Abbie-

I Love Sleeping!

Friday, 23 Apr 08, 3.02pm at home

Hello lil diary,
I should feel refreshed today because I have eaten enough and slept enough. You know what? Last nite I slept for almost 10 hours! From 9.45pm to 7.30am!! *Are you kind of babi??* It's all because the nite before last nite, my hubby woke up at 3.30am to watch soccer so he only slept for 4.5 hours on that nite. That's why, as a revenge, we slept more than our usual sleeping hours last nite. *That's about your hubby. How about you?* Me? What? About watching the soccer? Of course not lah! I don't like soccer! I prefer sleeping soundly below my warm blanket rather than waking up in the middle of the nite, just to watch soccer? That's crazy! Even if they are playing the soccer in the afternoon, I still won't watch! I prefer writing diary rather than watching soccer, don't you think so, diary? *Enough. So it's confirmed that you are kind of babi!* Eh? What? How come?

Once I opened my eyes this morning, seeing my hubby still in the process of struggling opening his sticky eyes.
Me: Did you have a good sleep, Say?
Hubby: He'e.. [Voice in my heart: Yes, me too! :D]
Me: Did you have enough sleep?
Hubby: He'e.. [Voice in my heart: Eh? Why did I not get enough?]
Me: Feeling fresh now?
Hubby: He'e.. [Voice in my heart: Eh?? Why am I not feeling it?]
Me: Ready to work again?
Hubby: He'e.. [Voice in my heart: Eh??? Perhaps man and woman are different.]
Hubby: {Got up from bed, and took shower}
Me: {Got another bonus-two-minutes-sleep before getting up and preparing breakfast}

As I told you, I should feel freshed today after having more-than-enough sleep last nite. But, it's very strange that I'm still sleepy today. *Don't feel strange. I have also told you that you are kind of b...* STOP! I understand it well, people say that pretty girls need to sleep more to maintain their beauties. I'm kind of b...eauty? Is that what you're trying to say, diary?

-Abbie-

This Weekend..

Thursday, 22 Apr 08, 2.12pm at home

My Little Diary,
I bought this tripod yesterday. Hihihi... Finally I got my own tripod. I have been wanting to buy this since last year, since my first trip with my hubby in Japan. I did always feel embarrassed when I had to ask around to onegaishimasu-ly (read: pleaseeee) help me taking pictures for me and my hubby, then we both were confidently posing and giving smiles-that-we-thought-the-best-but-the-person- might-not-think-so, then we had to bow few times while saying "arigatou gozaimasu" for at least 3 times till the person's gone. Phew! The feeling was not really great, you know. So, I decided to buy tripod! Now we can pose and smile all we want without bothering other people.

This Saturday we're planning to go to Nikko by car for picnic! It should be around 3 hours drive from Tokyo. Yoohoo!! I'm really looking forward for Saturday to come because.... I can bring my brand-new tripod!! ^_^

When I'll be picnicking this weekend, my sister will be doing delivery for her second baby. I guess this weekend will be a great moment for both of us although there are lil-bit some differences:
1. For Sis: Bersusah-susah dahulu, bersenang-senang kemudian (bersusah-susah struggling mengeluarkan sang baby, bersenang-senang bercanda ria kemudian dengan si makhluk mungil)
For Me: Bersenang-senang dahulu, bersusah-susah kemudian (bersenang-senanglah piknik dahulu, abis itu bakalan bersusah-susah menahan lelah dan kantuk kemudian pas perjalanan pulang)
2. For Sis: Setelah weekend berakhir, pulang membawa si bayi.
For Me: Setelah weekend berakhir, pulang membawa baju kotor.
3. For Sis: Setelah weekend berakhir, menghitung hari menanti sang bayi lekas bertumbuh besar dan sehat.
For Me: Setelah weekend berakhir, menghitung hari menanti 'kapan ya piknik lagi?'.

Anyway, I'm so excited to see my nephew. Welcome to our world!

-Abbie-

Chocolate Cheesecake

Wednesday, 21 Apr 08, 6.55pm at home

Hi diary,
I was just back from my cooking lesson. Today I made Chocolate Cheesecake!!

This is my photo with my sensei and my best friends and our cheesecakes! It looks yummy, I feel it's really yummy, and yes, it really tastes yummy! Honestly I tried 'sejimpit' in the kitchen studio just now. Really, it's too sinful to be eaten! Well, some people don't care, I also don't wanna care, I tell myself not to care, but I was the one who made so I can't help myself not to care! Hiks. Should I eat? Should I not eat? Can I have another 'sejimpit'? Can I have one bite? Can I have one whole loaf? Can I have ALL??

-Abbie-

The Tragedy Happened to My Sofa

Monday, 19 May 08, 3.37pm at home

Diary..
Sudah sejak setengah tahun yang lalu, satu2nya sofa di rumahku, satu demi satu berjatuhan papan penyangganya. Sebenarnya ada 13 biji papan yang menyangga sofa bed tersebut dari bawah, tapi sekarang tinggal tersisa 6 biji papan. Baru beberapa hari yang lalu genaplah sudah papan ke-7, yang merupakan satu2nya penyangga di tengah, tumbang! Sofaku sekarang bagaikan mulut bergusi tanpa gigi depan. 6 gigi yang tersisa letaknya di sebelah kanan dan kiri, yang tengah ompong! *Sofa sudah tua.. giginya tinggal enam! Trek dung.. trek dung.. trek dung lalala..!*

Sekarang sofaku nggak bisa didudukin lagi bagian tengahnya. Jika aku dan suamiku hendak nonton tv bersama, kita ada beberapa alternatives:
1. Kita duduk di sofa berjauh-jauhan, satu di ujung kanan, satu di ujung kiri.
2. Kita duduk di sofa berhimpit-himpitan, di ujung kanan semua atau di ujung kiri semua.
3. Kita duduk di sofa bagian tengah, kita berdua akan terdorong ke tengah, terjepit, dan terayun amblong ke bawah.
4. Kita duduk dengan strata yang berbeda, satu di lantai, satu di sofa ujung kanan/kiri.
5. Kita duduk bersebelahan di lantai dengan jarak yang sewajarnya (tidak terlalu berjauhan, tidak terlalu berhimpit-himpitan), dua2 duduk bersila.
6. Kita nonton tv di kamar, karna tv digotong ke kamar.
7. Kita tidak jadi nonton tv karna bingung, terus mutung.

*I thought you only switch on the tv every morning for 30 mins to check the weather because that's the only Japan news you can understand?* Little Diary, SsshhhHHhh..!!

-Abbie-

My New Mini Twister

Friday, 16 Apr 08, 8.49am at home

Gutten Morgen, my dear diary..
This is the picture of my new mini version of Twist & Shape, it's called Mini Twister! Well, actually I've bought it long time ago, around 6-7 months ago. But, since my leg was injured, I had stopped twisting. And.. starting 4 days ago, I officially opened it again and now I'm declaring that I'll regularly twist till drop (read: twist my tummy till the fats drop)!

I was so happy when I was able to 'nggenjot' my twister again, reminding me of the time when I was having a great 'genjot' time with my Singaporean Twist & Shape. What I worry is the size of this Japanese twister. It's mini! I'm kind of worried if I'll spoil that cute little machine when a big me is *BUM! BUM! BUM!* excitingly and happily pedaling up there. The reason why I bought this mini twister is; I want to be able to bring it along with me when I have to leave Japan one day. So, I won't have a painful time saying bye2 to my twister again. Now, I really hope that I can really bring this along with me. I'm willing to piggie-back or even 'sunggi' if my baggage is already overweight. Well, I'll have an official discussion with my hubby later when that time comes.

Today's schedule? I'm going to have my second session of my EPL program today and then shopping!! No, no, no wild thinking, not that kind of fun shopping. What I mean is going to supa (Japanese word for supermarket) to do weekly groceries shopping. It's stated clearly in my 'employment agreement letter' under one of my job responsibilities as a housewife.

Talking about housewife's job scope, I should have put "having weekly coffee talk with neighbours sambil maen ayunan di kebun" and "having weekly jogging around the neighbourhood with other housewives, komplit with rambut ekor kuda plus wearing one set of pink training & jumper" under my job responsibilities. I know, I know, I'm imagining of what Susan, Bree, Lynette, and Gabby do in Desperate Housewives. It's my favorite show!! *Wake up, Abbie.* Yes, I'm In Japan. I have no neighbours. I mean, I have neighbours but I can't easily communicate with them. I can talk but they may not understand. They can talk, but there is no guarantee that I can understand too. To start with, perhaps I should bring a basket of strawberry pies like what Bree usually does, knock the neighbour's door, and say "Hi, I'm Abbie, the new-face-neighbour-for-you-but-actually-not-really-new-here who just moved in 10 months ago. I know you but you don't know me, you don't know me but I know you, hahaha!", then.. give the friendliest smile I can create on my face. Hmm, something is not right. I think I should not bring strawberry pies, instead I should bring one 'ember' of chicken teriyaki or katsu don. Yes, it sounds better now.

Ok, got to go now. *Going where? You're gonna buy the 'ember' now??*
See you, diary..

-Abbie-

A Song For Me

Thursday, 15 Apr 08, 11.13am at home

It's me again, diary..
You know, diary, I just cried whole-heartedly because I was listening to a song that really touched my heart as soon as I finished writing my previous diary "Still in My First Semester". Honestly, I was sad and feeling helpless when I wrote that post although I didn't express it too obviously. You may not know my real feeling, even my closest person may not know my struggling. But, HE knows! HE heard it when I screamed "God, please help me!". That's why I guess HE talked to me in a personal way, thru a song. I just didn't expect that the answer would come so soon. This is the lyrics of the song:

WHEN I SAY THAT I LOVE YOU
Franky Sihombing

You feel that you’re lonely
It doesn’t prove that you are alone
You feel that no body wants you
It doesn’t mean that no one cares about you

Reff:
Listen to the word I say
That I will always be by your side
You mean everything to me
That I will never leave you
Cause I love you so

If you think that you’re nothing
Before Me you are something beautiful
You think that you can’t do anything
But you can do a lot of things with Me

When I say that I love you
It means I give the best for you
When i say that I love you
I will give everything for you

No more fear about the future
And blame for the past
I’ll give everything
When I say that I love you

I want you to know that I died for you
I want you to know that I’ll give all my life for you
When I say that I love you..
Say that I love you..

When I say that I love you… I really do..

Thanks Jesus! I knew it, I knew it, I knew it that I should have crossed that 'living like fungi' idea! I'm not a fungi before You, rite? ^_^

-Abbie

Still in My First Semester..

Thursday, 15 Apr 08, 8.04am at home

Morning my little diary,
This is yesterday's menu in my cooking class! Yes, I'm still taking my cooking course although I seldom update it here. I would really love to share the recipe here but some of the ingredients are new to me and I don't know where to get. *Yes, you don't know but others might know!* Ok ok I'll share the recipe in my Dapur Cantik later.

When I was taking shower yesterday afternoon, suddenly I had a thought. It was too sudden till I had to rush out to search in google.co.jp. It's not that suddenly I couldn't take it anymore seeing my fat flabby too-well-built body and tried to search for a slimming program! But.. uhuks.. I'm shy to tell you.. ohoks.. hihihi.. ok, I want to learn hairstyling and haircut! You know, Japanese hairdressing. And maybe, make-up too. I'm still not sure why I want to learn, whether it's for commercial use or personal. What I know for sure is, my hair is in chaos now and my make-up skill is still messy. So, I need to do something! *Go to saloon for hair and face makeover lah!* Oh yes, that's very simple, diary. *Yes, it is. Why should you make it so complicated?* Anyway, I'm just telling you what I'm thinking now, dream may not come true, but dream may also come true! Rite?

Suddenly I remember a Korean drama "Be Strong, Geum Seum", it's an 150-episodes-drama, about a girl who wants to pursue her dream to be a hair dresser and she succeeds at the end of the final show. Well, I'm not telling you that I want to be a hairdresser, but I'm also not telling you that I don't want to be a hairdresser. So, just think neutral. I just want to copy her never-give-up spirits to pursue what she wants! I was very encouraged and excited and thrilled and energized when watching the show but once I click the pause button for toilet break, suddenly *Tuwett tuwett tuwett* back to my life and realise that I'm still in the first semester of my 50-years-dream-achievement-programme, which is; finding what I want, not even putting effort to pursue what I want. How to put effort if I don't even know what I want.

- Should I continue my Cooking course and be a full-time housewife or perhaps be a restaurant/cake shop Lau Pan Niang?
- Should I take a hairdressing/make-up course and be a well-built well-maintained lady or perhaps be a hairdresser?
- Should I continue my play-pause-play-pause Chinese course and be a person who's able to put 'tiang pancang' and confidently say "From my generation onwards, we are Chinese who can speak Chinese! Hahahahaha!!"?
- Should I continue my Japanese course and be what?? A person who knows a lil bit more of Japanese words?
- Should I find a more promising corporate job and be a career woman? But, can I? How high the corp ladder can I climb up with my abilities?
- Should I find a good business opportunity, get capital from husband my savings, try to open up business and be a business woman? Do I have that confident?
- Should I stay still, pray, and go with the flow? If I won't do anything, will there be any flow??
- Should I just treat my husband well, be the nicest wife in the world, and live like a fungi for the rest of my life?

Haiz.. life is quite tough when we think about it. So, should I not think? If so, that means I choose the no-flow-one? *no No NO! NO!!!* Then, what?? Think of a suggestion, not just loudly say 'No' four times, diary. God, please help me, I don't want to be in my first semester forever. All my classmates have gone to the next level, I need to 'naek kelas' too!

-'The First Semester Student' Abbie-

Ibu Mata Satu

Wednesday, 14 Apr 08, 9.30pm at home

Dear diary,
Just now, I opened my inbox. I saw one email from my friend, the title is "Ibu Mata Satu". I opened that email, I read the content, I was so touched, I closed it, I opened another email, I closed my second email, I closed my Internet explorer, and I was about to open my Korean drama. Few seconds after that, the story of "Ibu Mata Satu" was still in my mind. I could not help myself for not opening it again. I need to post the story here, well, maybe I still have Mother's Day's post-syndrome. Please read it, it's really a touching story. Sorry, the story is in Indonesian.

Ibuku hanya memiliki satu mata. Aku membencinya… dia sungguh membuatku menjadi sangat memalukan. Dia bekerja memasak buat para murid dan guru di sekolah… untuk menopang keluarga. Ini terjadi pada suatu ketika aku duduk di sekolah dasar dan ibuku datang. Aku sungguh dipermalukan. Bagaimana bisa ia tega melakukan ini padaku? Aku membuang muka dan berlari meninggalkannya saat bertemu dengannya.

Keesokan harinya di sekolah… "Ibumu bermata satu?!?!? ejek seorang teman. Akupun berharap ibuku segera lenyap dari muka bumi ini!

Jadi kemudian aku katakan pada ibuku, "Ma… kenapa engkau hanya memiliki satu mata?! Kalau engkau hanya ingin aku menjadi bahan ejekan orang-orang, kenapa engkau tidak segera mati saja?!!!? Ibuku diam tak bereaksi.

Aku merasa tidak enak, namun disaat yang sama, aku rasa aku harus mengatakan apa yang ingin aku katakan selama ini… Mungkin ini karena ibuku tidak pernah menghukumku, akan tetapi aku tidak berfikir kalau aku telah sangat melukai perasaannya.

Malam itu… Aku terjaga dan bangun menuju ke dapur untuk mengambil segelas air minum. Ibuku sedang menangis disana terisak-isak, mungkin karena khawatir akan membangunkanku. Sesaat kutatap ia, dan kemudian pergi meninggalkannya.

Setelah aku mengatakan perasaanku sebelumnya padanya, aku merasa tidak enak dan tertekan. Walau demikian, aku benci ibuku yang menangis dengan satu mata. Jadi aku bertekad untuk menjadi dewasa dan menjadi orang sukses.

Kemudian aku tekun belajar. Aku tinggalkan ibuku dan melanjutkan studiku ke Singapore. Kemudian aku menikah. Aku membeli rumahku dengan jerih payahku. Kemudian,
akupun mendapatkan anak-anak, juga.

Sekarang aku tinggal dengan bahagia sebagai seorang yang sukses. Aku menyukai tempat tinggal ini karena tempat ini dapat membantuku melupakan ibuku. Kebahagiaan ini bertambah besar dan besar, ketika…

Apa ?! Siapa ini?!

Ini adalah ibuku… Masih dengan mata satunya. Aku merasa seolah-olah langit runtuh menimpaku. Bahkan anak-anakku lari ketakutan melihat ibuku yang bermata satu. Aku bertanya padanya, "Siapa kamu?!. Aku tidak mengenalmu!!!? kukatakan seolah-olah itu benar. Aku memakinya, "Berani sekali kamu datang ke rumahku dan menakut-nakuti anak-anakku! KELUAR DARI SINI!! SEKARANG JUGA!!!?.

Ibuku hanya menjawab, "Oh, maafkan aku. Aku mungkin salah alamat. Kemudian ia berlalu dan hilang dari pandanganku. Oh syukurlah… Dia tidak mengenaliku. Aku agak lega. Kukatakan pada diriku kalau aku tidak akan khawatir, atau akan memikirkannya lagi. Dan akupun menjadi merasa lebih lega…

Suatu hari, sebuah undangan menghadiri reuni sekolah dikirim ke alamat rumahku di Singapore. Jadi, aku berbohong pada istriku bahwa aku akan melakukan perjalanan dinas. Setelah menghadiri reuni sekolah, aku mengunjungi sebuah gubuk tua, dulu merupakan rumahku… Hanya sekedar ingin tahu saja.

Di sana, aku mendapati ibuku terjatuh di tanah yang dingin. Tapi aku tidak melihatnya ia mengeluarkan air mata. Ia memegang selembar surat ditangannya… Sebuah surat untukku.

"Anakku…
Aku rasa hidupku cukup sudah kini… Dan… aku tidak akan pergi ke Singapore lagi… Tapi apakah ini terlalu berlebihan bila aku mengharapkan engkau yang datang mengunjungiku sekali-kali? Aku sungguh sangat merindukanmu… Dan aku sangat gembira ketika kudengar bahwa engkau datang pada reuni sekolah. Tapi aku memutuskan untuk tidak pergi ke sekolahan. Demi engkau… Dan aku sangat menyesal karna aku hanya memiliki satu mata, dan aku telah sangat memalukan dirimu. Kau tahu, ketika engkau masih kecil, engkau mengalami sebuah kecelakaan, dan kehilangan salah satu matamu. Sebagai seorang ibu, aku tidak bisa tinggal diam melihat engkau akan tumbuh besar dengan hanya memiliki satu mata. Jadi kuberikan salah satu mataku untukmu… Aku sangat bangga akan dirimu yang telah dapat melihat sebuah dunia yang baru untukku, di tempatku, dengan mata tersebut. Aku tidak pernah merasa marah dengan apa yang kau pernah kau lakukan… Beberapa kali engkau memarahiku… Aku berkata pada diriku, 'Ini karena ia mencintaiku …'"

This story reminded me on the time when my mom first found out that my sis and I got myopia, she told us "If Mom could replace you two getting myopia, I would love to do that". She really cried and prayed to God every night so that our eyes wouldn't get worse.

Perhaps we don't treat our moms until that extreme like in that "Ibu Mata Satu" story, but, sometimes we don't appreciate how our moms love us so much, and many times we don't realize how our mums are willing to sacrifice ANYTHING for us!

For mums in the world, you are ALL the BEST mums!

-Abbie-

Golden Week Vacation

Monday, 12 Apr 08, 2.19pm at home

Hi Diary!!
Just dropping by to upload some pictures when we went out with friends on Golden week. I thank God that I met these nice friends. But, some of them are leaving Japan soon hiks :( As I said, friends come and go.. they come to make our days colorful, then they leave us to another part of the world and may never get to see them again for the rest of our lives. It's so sad, isn't it? Eh No! My pastor said, we'll get to see each other again in God's House, later, after we die. Ohh! this last sentence really can make my eyes teary. Really, life is like a dream.

Suddenly I remember a lyric of this song:
And friends are friends forever (Persahabatan kan kekal)
If the Lord's the Lord of them (Bila Yesus beserta)
And a friend will not say never (Persahabatan tak kenal)
'Cause the welcome will not end (Perasaan kecewa)
Though it's hard to let you go (Sampai waktunya tiba)
In the Father's hands we know (Pulang ke rumah Bapa)
That a lifetime's not too long (Waktu hidup tak panjang)
To live as friends! (Bersahabatlah!)

The Indonesian translation is more touching than the English one. Whenever I sing this song, I feel like crying. Hey, What I'm mumbling about now? I just wanted to post our happy pictures, why should I be sad now? I'm so sensitive. I think it's because yesterday was Mother's Day and the kids in my church were giving flowers to their mothers and I miss my mum too and I wanted to give her flower too but she's not here, then I just sent sms to her but she didn't reply me yesterday because of some network problems and I was sad and I was writing this still with my sad mood and my writing turned out like this! *But, it's different topic! Friendship and mothership??* Well, I guess it's because I miss my mum and she's not here and what I have here is just friends and they are leaving me soon too, one by one.. Hoaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! *Are you ready to post your happy pictures now?* Ohh, yes, sorry. Here are the pics!

@ Tokyo Disney Sea




@ Wisteria Flowers Park





-Abbie-

Shake..

Thursday, 8 Apr 08, 7.30pm at home

Hello diary,
Last nite when I was sleeping, there was an earthquake! That was the strongest earthquake I've ever experienced in Japan. I really wanted to get out from my apartment but my sleepiness and my nervousness made me staying still, lying on my bed, no moving, with widely opened eyes (although my sight was blur without my contacts/glasses), widely opened ears listening to "dug dug dug" some items dropping, and widely letter-O opened mouth "Ohhh..!!". It was scary! My husband and I were just hugging each other and hoping that the earthquake would be over soon, or else, let us die like Sam Pek & Eng Tai. I put my glasses on the table far way from my bed, so I couldn't run away anyway. Few minutes passed by, it stopped! My heart was still beating so fast. I thought I couldn't fall asleep again, I would prefer to sit down and stand by with my glasses on, really. I never expected that few seconds after I had that thought, I fell asleep again, soundly. Well, I think I'm the type of person who can forgive and forget easily.

Now Tokyo was still shaking but slowly, softly, and gently. Then, the next morning I changed my bed sheet. Don't worry, nothing superstitious. There's no relation between earthquake and changing bed sheet. I just want to tell you that I changed my bed sheet this morning. *Is changing bed sheet something big for you?*

-Abbie-

Play Like 'There is No Tomorrow'!

Thursday, 1 May 08, 12.59pm at home

Hi my lil diary,
I was just having a toilet-urgent-calling. It's all because suddenly I was in the high mood of eating sambal this morning. After I browsed around sambal recipes on Internet, I tried to make one. Since I didn't have all the ingredients, I just mixed all the sauces that I had and used the concept of 'cicip2' for at least 17 times. As a result, my tongue was kind of having momentarily-disability due to over-burned. Additionally, my burned tongue, I mean, my 'cicip2' method gave me another side effect, which was stomachache! So, I had to rush to toilet to let go what I should let go and to clear out the debts that I should pay since yesterday. Now, my stomach is so empty and PLONG! It's like washing my stomach, you know. I feel like I can eat one full cething of rice now. You see, everything always has good and bad.
Here is the message: If you have constipation problem, please make a hot sambal using the method of 'cicip2'.
Note: Please make sure the level of spiciness is just nice to make sure "its" tenderness is also just nice.

Ok ok, enough talking about sambal. Now, I wanna tell you about my trip on last Tuesday to... this place!

Where is this? OMG! Gondola!! Venice???!!! I was also surprised when I saw it! I thought I was taking a wrong train to Venice! I thought Venice was so close to Tokyo! I thought Venice was part of Tokyo! I thought... *ENouGh!* Ok, honestly.. in actual fact.. actually.. truly.. in reality.. as a matter of fact.. in truth.. *Come on!!* I went to Tokyo Disney Sea with my husband and our church friends. I was so surprised to know that Disney Sea resembles cities in European countries.

I really enjoyed the scenery and I was playing like there-is-no-tomorrow! In one meaning, it means I was playing so freely as innocent as a child. In another meaning, I was playing some bloody thrilling scary rides that made me think that 'there is no tomorrow'.

The most scariest ride for me is "Tower of Terror". Before I joined the queue, I prayed to God "Please make it quick so I won't have time to suffer".

When it was time to ride, somebody asked us to sit inside a big elevator (with safety belts on, of course). After the elevator's door was closed, the lift went up soooo high till I can see the peak of another high-rise buildings then suddenly went down with super high speed, but only up to half of the building and we had few seconds break to breath and to appreciate how lucky we were that we were still alive. And it suddenly went down so fasttt again till the first floor. When I was about to say "Thanks God it's over", the lift suddenly went up so fast again to the highest floor. Again, we were allowed to see how wonderful the view from the top for few seconds before the lift went down again to the first floor with super high speed. I was about to take a deep breath and ready for the third round *Are you becoming addicted already?*. What I worried was, the machine was error and they let us going up and down and up and down till the machine was repaired! I was so scared, my heart almost jumped out, really. I kept holding my heart with my both hands, I was so scared if my heart jumped out inside the dark lift and I would have difficulty in finding it back, rite? But it was over after the second round. Phew! I still thanked God for answering my prayer, although the speed was much quicker than what I wished. He always gives me more than what I want! I guess I'm already too old to play this kind of game. Back then when I was young, I was as brave as Xena, you know! Anyway, thanks God that I still have tomorrow, Tomorrow Never Dies! Yeehaa!!

-Abbie-