Day To Be Crossed

FInally… I’m getting older now…. 24 year old…. Does it mean something?

Does it mean to be a new life, a new hope, a new future, and a new love?

Who knows?

I just spend my day with my friend and family: go to watch movie, have dinner, and karaoke ^_^

Wanna see the result? I attached the picture….

With some friends…..

For someone who "accidentally" write "Happy B’day to Babi Irene", really wanna kick your ass… But I forgive it coz I’m a good girl ^_^

With my beloved mother, father, and sisters….

You are my inspiration… love you…

singing…… shalalalalala……

Wanna be a singer???? Hmmmmmm……

With all my body guard….

Smile…. ^_^

Finally… for all people that I love…. thank you for the birthday wish that I receive either by call or by sms since 17 June 2007 start from 00.00 till today… For all my friends and family, thank you for sharing unforgetable memory during my special day.. love you….God Bless You!

Few days ago, when I went to Bandung, me and some friends are having dinner at a nice cafe. The cafe, the food, and the environment are great. But I’m more interested on the band. It’s a unique band coz all the personnel that consist of singer, gitarist, and pianist are blind.

Whe I saw the pianist, I’m a little surprised either he is really blind or not. So, I take a step to stand nearer to the pianist. He played piano and organ in the same time, he played organ with his right hand and playes the piano with his left hand…. and he is really blind!

I cannot imagine how he could play piano, not only piano but also organ in the same time. Meanwhile, the song that the singer sing is a kind of a high tempo music. But he was played it perfectly, without any missed tone. Two thumbs up for him!

Practice makes him perfect. He never gave up for anything, even he is blind, and he can perform something great. I’m thinking that with all my "gift" from the God, I should make something better, never give up, and perform something "well". But I feel that I’m only done half of all the "gift" I have. Should I ashame of myself?

One day, I went home by taxi from office, and I met this “strange” taxi driver. Actually, I went home with some friends but after drop them off, this “strange” taxi driver started to talk to me. I have no idea why he spoke to me after I drop off my friend. Suddenly he asked me what time is it, after I told him, he started to tell his story.
He told me that today his father has just passed away and right now he cannot concentrate to what he is doing. His father still laid on the hospital accompanied by his wife and son, and he cannot take his body to be burnt because he cannot pay to the hospital. He need to went back to the hospital directly after sent me home to finish all the administration. He got headached and have drunk 4 tablets of drugs. He told me that his father got sick, a very bad one, after her mother had passed away a few months before. Seems, he was so desperate till he told everything to me, a strager.
I was so surprised, till cannot say anything, first I was a little afraid but I feel that maybe he is in a very bad condition, he need to talk to someone, even he/she is a stranger. I wanna say something to comfort him, but I don’t know what to say. I just keep listening and ask him a little question. I cannot do anything to help him. Deep inside my heart, I feel so stupid. I can see and feel his problem, but I don’t have something to help him.
While I’m thinking again, I feel that I’ m still lucky. I have all I want, I have my family and my friend. I live in a very good condition and I can feel all the happiness. Why sometimes I need to complaint about my life?Why I still push mysely to get something better?Why I need to jealous for other thing that is not important?I’m very ashame of myself. That day, I learnt something from the taxi driver…..