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Escape from Freedom (I borrowed this title from Fromm)

A devilish friend, who tries to be an angel (but he admitted that I am the angel, not him) sent me a message. He asked what my definition of love is. I told him that love is the underlining reason of our acts.

I asked him what’s up there. He told me that he’d been into a girl, tries to love a young girl, unconditionally for 6 years. In a sudden, this girl, few days ago, asked him,” Do you love me?” I couldn’t deny that I smiled when I was reading his message. Geez…6 years of trying to love someone, unconditionally (whatever unconditional love is) and got a question like that.
My angelic devilish friend told me that that girl is a real sweetheart. She is a charmer, so beautiful. She has many admirers from all around the world. She can choose which men she wants to date with.

I smiled and replied him, “Too many choices bring headache.” If that girl was here with me, I’d ask her how she chose one out of those men. Some people think that it is fun having many choices to choose, including admirers.

But have you thought about this….if you only have 1 pair of shoes, you wouldn’t spend much time to think about which pair of shoes you want to wear. You’d simply wear your only pair of shoes. If you have couple of pairs, then you’d spend sometime…let’s say 2 minutes. I had 40 something pair of shoes once…and it wasted more time to choose. Deciding which man I want to spend my life with, is even worse. I could try my shoes within few seconds, but men?

An Adam told me, that freedom brings responsibilities, and we have to face the consequences of our acts. Sometimes it is fun to be repressed so we don’t have to take any responsibilities of what we have done. Sometimes I wish I only have 1 choice so I don’t have to choose. When it doesn’t work, I can simply say….”well it’s not my fault. I didn’t have any choices. I was forced to do it.”

The only thing certain in the world is death and taxes

Kawin for Srawung

This time is about me

Sitting alone at a seashore thinking about life. I have a wonderful life to live, and I have a great mum who protects me always. I have a good job and wonderful friends....

So...it is time for me to think about settling down...maybe I should marry someone...so I won't be alone anymore

^_^

Don't Tell Me that You Love Me

Beep.....Are you angry with me?

I replied...No, I am not. I just stopped loving you

Sorry but I cannot help it. You're my only sibling. One of closest person in my life. I loved you with all my heart, and you dont love me as much as I do. Why bother? Live your life...the way i live my life.

Don't remind me how many times you disappointed me. It hurts me...badly. Don't say that you care about me while you don't see me as an important person in your life.

I don't need you. You can buzz me when you need anything, and we'll see. But I won't be standing next to you to protect you anymore.

Don't tell me that you love me when you don't. Don't say that you're sorry, while you are not. It's too late.

Ambon Part 5

I asked Stevie to take me going around Ambon at night. He collected me at hotel. We rode his motorcycle. We went to hilly places first. We went to Martha Tiahahu’s statue place (I’ve forgotten that place’s name). It’s lovely there, we can see the view of Ambon. Behind the statue, there’s an under-construction big house….guess whose house it is….it’s the official residence of the vice governor. Stevie told me that the residence of the governor has better view than that one. Perhaps I should be a governor in the future, so I can have a huge residence with excellent view ^_^

We went down to the downtown. I wanted to taste papeda. Pak Yulian from office suggested me to eat it. Dang, the only papeda restaurant was closed. So I told Stevie that I wanted seafood (again ^_^). He took me to Amboina and I told him that I’ve been there before. We went to another restaurant, but the raw materials were not fresh anymore. Oh well, we went back to Amboina. We had prawn, cuttlefish and huge fish (ikan rajabau). Damned good.

After had that huge dinner, we went to a beach. We sat on a bench at that seashore. We looked at Pacific Ocean and the stars up above. Awesome…chit chat for a while then went back home…oops hotel.

Ambon Part 4

My classmate Rini, oh yes, another friend from Psychology school 10 years back, came to see me. She collected me at hotel. We both were surprised, we are much bigger than before (I was 48 kgs when I got my bachelor degree and I am 58 now ^_^). Rini told me that she’s getting married on November 19. Congratulation girl…I am happy for you. Rini asked me what I wanted to eat. Sure more seafood. Hey…I am in Ambon, a small island (Moluccas is an archipelago), sure I should enjoy their specific seafood here.

Rini took me to Dedes, the eldest seafood restaurant in Ambon. We had huge fish and prawns again ^_^. Still they serve it with colo-colo, peanut and chilly sauce. Well…for me Amboina has finer seafood in general, but Dedes has tastier colo-colo sauce. Maybe they should combine their restaurants so they can have great food and colo-colo sauce.

Akil, Rini’s fiancé came and joined us. He’s a cheerful guy. They seemed happy and laughed a lot. I wish them all the best.

Hey…Rini…thanks for the nice dinner.

Ambon Part 3

My old friend Rafit came to see me. He’s my senior at Psychology school 10 years ago (ooops…now you know how young I am ^_^). He took me around. Ambon is a nice small town. We went around even for less than an hour. Then we had a nice late lunch (or early dinner????). We went to Amboina Restaurant. The seafood there is excellent. We had prawns and cuttlefish. It’s sooooo good, and cheap too (at least compared to Jakarta and bloody expensive Banda Aceh). I really suggest you to go to Amboina Restaurant if you go to Ambon, and order udang (=prawn) and cumi (=cuttlefish) bakar. They serve it with three kinds of sauces, peanut, chilly and colo-colo. The last one is sweet and sour, with vinegar, cucumber, a bit chilly and pineapple…..hmmm maybe with sugar a bit. Mix the peanut and chilly sauces, dip the prawn and cuttlefish in it then dip it in colo-colo sauce. You’ll be in heaven.

Ambon Part 2

Wow…Ambon airport is clean, much cleaner than terminal 1 at Cengkareng Airport in Jakarta. Two thumbs up.

I was at loo when Stevie from UN DSS (United Nations Department of Security and Services) collected me at airport. I’ve heard announcement….”Attention to Mrs. Evie Sumardjono, the one who collects you is waiting near by information centre.” Geez…in a sudden I became a Mrs. Sumardjono. I didn’t even know that I have had married yet hehehehe

I took my ID card (oh ok…it’s a name tag actually, with my ‘angelic’ photograph on it, and nobody believes it’s my picture…dang) so Stevie could recognize me. Yes he did. Someone greeted me when I was walking out off the exit gate. He laughed, found that this new Mrs. is a young woman. Since then I asked him to call me Mrs.

The road in Ambon is pretty fine, unlike at Jakarta’s outskirt. Along the way from airport to office there is beach. Awesome. Well not only beaches, but also church…church…church and more churches. I wonder how many churches are in Ambon. It simply is sooooo many.

Ambon Part 1

Here I am, in a land I’d never been before. Moluccas. I went here for a mission. Gosh I love my job. I flew by Mandala Airlines, the finest way to go to Ambon so far (unless you have your own jet or yacht). I left home at 5 am to catch my ‘not so early’ flight, 7 am. Hey it wasn’t bad at all, only late for 15 minutes (more or less)—my flight to Banda Aceh on a couple weeks before delayed for 2 hours without prior announcement, and it was by Garuda.

Stopped over in Makassar for around an hour before flew to Ambon. Don’t ask me how the view from up above. I slept zzzzzzzzzz and ta daaa….happy landing in Ambon.

Stupid Honest Horny Angels

From a male friend of mine ^_^

If the constant is women not equal to men.
Money is equal to Time WITH effective action,
Time is equal to Women which directly affect that Women is equal to Money where as Money is equal to Evil.
...that makes Men which is the opposite of Evil, angels...stupid, honest and horny angels!!!

And i said...thank God im a woman, the time is me....i possess the time and i can stop men's world ^_^