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Don't be shallow.  Stop pursuing superficial objects. Strive for self improvement, not in superficial objects. Seek wisdom, not belongings. Pursue excellence, not average performance.

The first topic of this post is cursing. It just occured to me that I find cursing liberating. Yes, cursing. As in saying foul words. Not bad words in English, eg. f*** you, motherf*****, as*****. No, I feel pretentious when cursing in English. Liberating foul words for me is the classic Makasarian's - pardon me - such as "sundala", "lasso", and "kabulamma" / "kabumlampe". Respectively means son of a prostitute and male genetalia. I'm not sure what kabulamma nor kabulampe means. It's not that I curse regularly. No. Saying bad words is not elegant, it isn't womanly, and most importantly my child is not going to have a foul mouthed mother. No no nope. Foul  words usually come out from me  spontaneously  and it happens rarely. Maybe. Hopefully. Hmmm.... Mostly  I curse involuntarily, when I think to myself or when conversing with close friends or my husband. I never curse around my family because in junior high my sister has given a ...

The internet is dark and full of spoilers. Unsullied, don't read this post. I am serious. This post contains some major spoilers. If you haven't read the last book, don't read this. Don't say I don't warn you. Hardhome. Episode 8. Best episode of Game of Thrones season 5. Yet. Today I am finally making a guess based by evidence shown both in the books and show. The  show has gone beyond the books, since the books are not finished yet. Suprisingly, it's getting even more interesting.  I have never dared to make a guess for the ending of ASOIAF, mainly because after the death of Ned and Robb Stark, there is no safe guess as who will truly win the game of thrones anymore. I did, however, guess that it will all lead to a battle between the White Walkers and the dragons. After all the series is called A Song of ICE and FIRE. But the show is called Game of Thrones. Who shall win the game? Jon Snow's journery to Hardhome was a depart from the books. I gotta say, I ...

Don't you just love it when you hear a song and it moves your heart? That moment when you can sense the singer is pouring their soul, you can hear it in their voice. More often that not, you can tell whether a singer sing sincerely or merely sing because they have to.  When a singer sing so emotionally, it gives you chills.  Some emotional performances that I can recall: Glenn Fredley - Sedih tak Berujung, Malaikat juga Tahu. I love Glenn Fredly, man. He's very soulful in his singing. He makes you believe he's in sorrow. Sweet Sorrow - You're Lying The repetition of acusing one's lover of lying over and over again in harmony. Trembles me. Sandy Simorangkir - Cinta Putih "Khianaaaaaaaaatiiiiiiiiii Sebisa dirimu mengkhianaaaaaatiiiii" Need I say more? That performance was so believable. Ironically, didn't he got cought chating on his fiancee? Before he went to jail. Ironic or not, his rendition on Cinta Putih leaves a strong remark. Desi Natalia - I Have...

Just this morning I tweeted something about sharing on social media.  People should contemplate, what should they and shouldn't they share? What is ok? What is off limits?  How far should one let their personal thoughts out there? Where did sharing stop and bragging starts? As far as I remember, I haven't post half about my life in this blog. Not the deepest, most personal moments. Not all of my accomplishments either. To my relief, even during misguided teenage years, somehow I haven't written it all. It's ok to share, it's ok to brag. I share. I brag. But to some extent. We should preserve something just to ourselves and closed ones, shouldn't we?  I did this, I accomplished that. I went here, I visited that. I own this, I own that. All these sosmed and apps tell you to share. Sharing is good, it's a positive word. But perhaps one should step back and contemplate how far should one share. Are you letting everyone know to much? Are you ok with people prying...

Life after wedding is blissful. Got pregnant immediately after honeymoon, praise the Lord. Now my baby is 3months old and she is the most beautiful and smartest baby there is. I, like most new moms - probably, was flabbergasted for the first few weeks. Never thought breasfeeding as a challenging task! One that requires displine and patience. But it is all worth it. Baby Daenerys is healthy and happy, we are very grateful.  Daenerys Marlene Todingan. Daenerys, taken from my favorite ASOIAF character. Marlene, combination of out mothers' name - Martha and Caroline Todingan - her father's last name. Anyway, I have download blog app so HOPEFULLY I can stay commited and write more frequently this time.  Maybe I'll talk about Daenerys. Maybe I'll talk about my observation of life in general. This blog has always been some sort of diary anyway.  Love, D. C. S.

Soooo, I'm getting married in exactly thirty days. Of course I'm looking forward to it, right now in the middle of invitation fiasco... Ok not a complete disaster fiasco, but we do have a lot to do. But all is well and in control, no fear. After the wedding day, we're planning to have a little trip... But the thing I look forward the most is: April 30th, when we're back in our house and start living together. For some reasons, I really do believe that our lives (Pywe and mine) will be more complete and we will face new adventures together. :) Well for now, here's a cheesy little clip from our Engagement Photo Shoot ^^