tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44092876412423870682024-03-14T09:01:41.925+07:00LETTERS TO YOU -- stories and hidden wordsFidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.comBlogger232125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-76754506394873635522012-08-08T22:03:00.000+07:002012-08-08T22:03:43.540+07:00Letter to the future children #3 -- Life as a liaison officerDear children,<br />
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<i>try to be an LO for once, if you have a chance.</i><br />
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Yes. That's the advice from your mother. If you have a chance to be an LO, take it. You will meet various of people from different nations and backgrounds, you will face language difficulties, you will learn how to tolerate and most of all you will find your own self.<br />
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I used to be an LO for sport events and I loved the job, I even told my friends that I want to be an LO forever but of course the idea was rejected by your grand parents right away. Being an LO is a perfect job for someone who gets bored easily like me; you work with a group of people for one or two weeks and before you know it you move on and work with another group. So let me tell you, how hard and beautiful it is to work as an LO through this letter.<br />
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My first job was to be an LO for the Iranian contingent for a volleyball championship. They consist of 30ish people and most of them are good looking. It was an Asian championship and there were 12 countries all together. I was 20 that time and to be able to involved in a championship that full of good-built-hot-men is a dream come true for young lady like me (mind my language). At first, when they told me about my job, I didn't have a slight idea of who I was going to work with. I was surprised when I picked them up in the airport; they were the first contingent to arrived and I never saw people so tall and good looking before not even when I was in Perth (slightly exaggerating here). Well maybe I have, but the sport wears they wore made them look better. They went straight to the supermarket as they step out of the airport before going into the bus and take everything they see, they look like kids who go shopping. They even bought me an ice cream.<br />
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You probably imagine they're gonna be sweet and kind for the rest of the weeks but no, they were very determined and strict, they were the winning team and that's why they came so early. They basically need you every where; in the practice hall, during the game, press conference, hotel, and gym. They tried to call your hotel room in the time when you supposed to rest, they asked you to book for a hotel room in the middle of the night and drive around the city during the day, I called myself a slave. But it was understandable because you are the only one they know in the country, you are the only one that they trust to help them with their problems. It wasn't easy. I was having the hard time with my partners at work because of little misunderstanding, I was working under pressure before I get used to it.<br />
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But when I got used to it, everything seemed to be fun. At night, after they kept you awake to help them, you can treat yourself to have a warm bath and sit next to the window and watched the city sleeps. At night, after you came back from the game, you have a little time to peek how the night life just started. You started to formed a bond with your team despite the language difficulties. You started to talk about your life and country with the help of google translate. They started to give you their food, to treat you in the nearest fast food restaurant, ask you to hook them up with the prettiest girl around, to take them to highest hotel's rooftop to shoot a film and even ask you to become a sudden reporter. And for me, there's nothing better than receiving flowers from the players after they just received the winning prize when they were pretty girls lining up, asking flowers from them. Yes, you are the first one to receive the flower. That's how they respect you.<br />
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And when it's time for them to leave, they give you their clothes not just the training clothes but the uniform that they use when they have a game. That moment when you shake hand with them in the airport is the last moment to see their faces, the moment to question yourself about how you treated them and when are you gonna meet them again, that moment is a moment when you are sure that you've formed a bond with new people. Strangers have completely turned into friends.<br />
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This is probably the longest letter I've written so far but that's my story and I hope you have a chance to experience it too.<br />
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Yes. I miss them.<br />
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Love,<br />
Your Mother<br />
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<i>This letter comes with a photo stream in <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fmuthia/sets/72157630970739880/">here</a>.</i>Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-84096377988819793312012-07-14T21:25:00.001+07:002012-07-14T21:29:19.479+07:00Letter from ErieDear You,<br />
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It's raining.<br />
It's not heavy rain nor it's light, it's the type of rain that you would enjoy standing under. It's the type of rain that you wish it never stops. It feels like someone pouring the water from above tenderly. It's the type of rain that I love. I guess, you should know.<br />
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It's Saturday, 14th July 2012, 5.30 PM and raining.<br />
I'm here sitting in my study table with a warm cup of yorkshire tea next to me and John Mayer's Born and Raised album is playing from my itunes. You're out there; in the big city chasing your dream, carving achievements and flying away. And I'm here trying to write few words from you so you won't forget.<br />
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You know, I prefer morning rain rather than afternoon or night rain. Especially, Monday morning rain. I love waking up to the sound of rain and knowing that I can extend my sleep for some minuets before I start my routine. Knowing that I can use rain as an excuse for being late, knowing that I can smell the wet ground right after the rain stops. And I get that sort of feeling of being able to reunite my dream and reality with eyes open. I don't know why I'm telling you this but rain always reminds me of you especially Monday morning rain. That happiness I feel everytime I find out it's raining on Monday is the same feeling that I feel when I find out that I can still smell your scent right after we've just met. But you're gone way too long and too far now, your fragrance is no longer here.<br />
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I'm scared that I will slowly forget your fragrance and getting used to with your absence. I'm scared that we will be different to one and another and act like total strangers, I'm scared that I have to burry my memories with you. So I beg you to comeback, to at least stay for one day and leave your scent here with me so I won't forget, so this fears just evaporate to sky; creating clouds, forming rain and when it pours, I can snuggle under the blanket and extend my sleep or sitting like this; sipping yorkshire tea and remembering you.<br />
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I miss you.<br />
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Love,<br />
Erie.<br />
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<br />Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-75451109823597610192012-07-12T23:54:00.000+07:002012-07-12T23:54:07.740+07:00So Susan asks.....Can we like put our happiness in a jar so whenever we are sad we can take it out and use it to make our day better? Can we?<br />
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I wish we could.Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-9258144442232761132012-07-05T22:43:00.000+07:002012-07-05T22:43:57.206+07:00Surat untuk Tuhan<br />
Tuhan, seharusnya aku tidak menuliskan ini disini karena sebenarnya Kau telah tahu apa yang ingin aku sampaikan. Kau mengetahui hati terdalam dari setiap manusia. Tuhan, terkadang aku bertanya bagaimana cara Kau bekerja, bagaimana Kau bisa mengatur semuanya dengan tepat waktu, tidak satu pun yang luput dari pengawasanMu. Bagaimana matahari dan bulan berbagi waktu menghiasi langitMu, bagaimana planet-planet di tata surya bergerak tanpa harus bertabrakan, bagaimana Kau bisa membuat terang disatu sisi dan gelap disisi lain Bumi pada waktu yang bersamaan, bagaimana Kau bisa membolak-balikkan hati manusia, Kau memang luar biasa.
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Tuhan, seorang bijaksana suatu hari pernah berkata bahwa Kau tidak pernah bermain dadu; termasuk dengan siapa kita bertemu. Tidak ada kata kebetulan semuanya telah diatur, apa begitu Tuhan? Jika begitu, apakah pertemuan-pertemuan yang berakhir kesedihan merupakan sebuah skenario yang telah Kau atur? Tidak, aku tidak menyalahkanmu atas semua kejadian akhir-akhir ini, aku hanya ingin bertanya. Tuhan, memang pertemuan-pertemuan yang Kau atur ini adalah sangat indah tapi kenapa berakhir sedih? Apa aku melakukan kesalahan, Tuhan? Aku terima dengan ikhlas semua yang terjadi; aku tidak apa-apa tetapi hati ini terasa tidak berbentuk lagi. Hati ini terasa habis dipukuli, lebam. Luka didalam hati telah sembuh namun, warna biru dan merah lebam dan luka diluar masih membekas, masih perih jika tersentuh.
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Tuhan, mungkin aku berlebihan namun aku merasa takut untuk Kau pertemukan lagi disatu pertemuan. Aku takut hati ini tak berbentuk lagi. Aku tahu, Kau telah mempersiapkan sesuatu yang luar biasa setelah ini, tapi aku hanya manusia biasa dengan kesabaran yang rendah; terkadang secara tidak sadar aku mengasiani diriku sendiri atas sepi. Aku tahu, dalam ayatMu Kau pernah berkata bahwa sepi datang ketika aku lupa bahwa Kau ada. Memang terkadang Kau terlupakan. Maafkan aku yang selalu melupakanMu,aku memang keterlaluan.
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Aku tahu kau maha pemberi tapi aku malu meminta kepadamu. Aku tahu kau maha pemaaf tapi aku malu untuk meminta ampunan. Tuhan, aku sering menyebutmu dengan satu nama ketika aku tahu kau memiliki 99 nama lainnya. Aku memang keterlaluan. Tuhan, aku menulis ini bukan hanya karena aku takut tapi juga karena aku tahu Kau ada untuk mendukungku, membantuku. Kepercayaanku atas kuasaMu lebih besar dari rasa takutku. Tuhan, bantu aku untuk menjaga hati ini agar tidak luka kembali.<br />
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Tuhan, ampuni aku, berikan petunjukMu.<br />
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HambaMu.Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-32845251059508760972012-06-28T23:21:00.002+07:002012-06-28T23:21:43.935+07:00Letter from Roselin<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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I really wanna come and talk to you directly, grab your head and shake it till you understand that I didn't steal anything from you. I just wanna get things straight but it never happened, it seems like you always avoiding me. I just want to talk. <span style="background-color: white;">I hope you're doing good in whatever state of life you're in. </span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><span style="background-color: white;">Can we meet now?</span></div>
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Roselin.</div>
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<br />Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-22283088620022980572012-06-27T19:53:00.003+07:002012-06-27T19:54:03.945+07:00Letter to future me #2Dear future me,<br />
A lot has happened since I wrote the last letter. Where to begin? let's start from I read my old blogs bit. Yes, blogs. I can't believe I used to change url every 3 months, lame me. But that's not the point. The point is I read my post about how I got accepted in university. The post date said it was 1st of August 2008. Nearly 4 years ago. And as I typing this letter, I am no longer a university student anymore, I graduated last Thursday, 21st June 2012. Not just that, I read all my rants about how hard university life back then and how I feel like failing exams. I went through that, I graduated.<br />
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Dear future me,<br />
You may ask, what's next? what are you having in mind?<br />
I have a lot of things going on in my mind of what I'm going to do that it got me confused. Hopefully, by the time you read this, you're doing one or two things from what I am thinking right now. Does it make sense of what I said? damn it.<br />
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Dear future me,<br />
I am confused.<br />
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<i>And I hope that you're not, I hope you're having a great life and you don't regret anything.</i><br />
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Love,<br />
Fida.Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-88465373121011142022012-04-06T20:16:00.005+07:002012-04-06T20:22:02.852+07:00Dear X & Y<div style="font-style: normal; "><span>Dear X & Y,</span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span style="font-size: 100%; ">It’s really funny how things turn out sometimes, who could you guess that you’re actually ended up together? I mean, man, I never guessed it in the first place. You are both very close to me and I trust both you to listen to my pathetic love life and the life itself and ask you for some advices too. It’s funny that I ask </span><span style="font-size: 100%; ">both of you for different point of view yet it comes out nearly the same. I never guessed you’re both would be together. Never.</span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span>Dear X,</span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span style="font-size: 100%; ">We first met in semester one of college and getting to know and closer to each other since we are in the same class and ever since then, we spent the time nearly together with our group. During those exam times, we usually spent the time at my house study and you and the other guys would just mock around. I know you as the guy with the biggest mouth ever, you can say the meanest thing about me yet I couldn't get angry with you since it’s true. You’re sensitive for a guy, in a good way. That’s why I really feel comfortable telling you all my stories. Our friendship is not always comes out good, I remember you’re making a gap between us because of your ex-girlfriend and we always tell you how nonsense the relationship was. I know we are all hated by your ex-girlfriend. It seems like I’m born to be hated by my best friends’ girlfriends hey? Haha. Anyway, finally you’re free from the complication and the nonsense and you’re back with us and that’s how your story started.</span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span>Dear Y,</span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span style="font-size: 100%; ">My first impression with you was ugly, you came and talk to me with what you called your expressions and left. Now I know that, the face expression is your bad habit. Jutek. But then, I get to know you in 3rd semester and we get closer since then. I feel very comfortable talking to you, you’re a listener. Your love life is something that I and the other guys always make fun of, I mean those protective 3 years? You deserve better. Finally, after those mean words we say to you, you finally realize that you deserve something better and need to free yourself. And here you are, after those tears and bad days, you are once again happy and moved one and that’s how your story started.</span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span>Dear X & Y,</span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span style="font-size: 100%; ">I’m sorry I always bug you two for the inside stories during the process but hey! That’s what someone with a pathetic love life needs after all, haha. I’m really glad that you two told me all the stories though it’s kinda hard to keep. I am the happiest person on earth when I found out that you two actually are ended up together. I don’t know why, maybe because finally both of you have a ‘proper’ relationship.</span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span>Dear X & Y,</span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span style="font-size: 100%; ">You’re journey is just began and it’s not always be smooth and whatever happens please put aside your egos when you’re in a conflict. I’m ready to listen to all your stories, I’m all ears. There’s gonna be a lot of problems ahead, solve it with cool heads. I can’t wish you for a perfect relationship, I can only wish you, after all those imperfections you guys found in each other personalities, I hope you two still together. Aaah, what the heck am I saying? I just want both of you to be happy and please don’t indulgence too much Twitter Display Affection in my timeline. Show some respect to the single ones, muahahaha.</span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span>Dear X & Y,</span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span style="font-size: 100%; ">Shouldn’t both of you thank Tiny Towers and Temple Run? Thank God for an Apple right?</span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGJbTQpUu57pvYtbU8VjPYH2WuqUZCgFG01qdYzZCWlUH6ilIh3AiM1UO-Q71MG-jJtwDaIGSIKolQ7V7h-O2fNq9Ucw8wdDwxhSqHqeUMXUx5MNAupQzd6Wc4Zr9iqTaTvPkjfdvqpwA/s320/IMG_8872.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5728276197421625250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div><span>Love,</span></div><div><span>Your effing cute friend, Fida.</span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="font-style: normal; "><span><i>P.S sorry for the crappy writings</i></span></div>Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-72041190825835173682012-02-19T10:43:00.005+07:002012-02-19T11:13:05.072+07:00Letter to future me<div><span>Dear future me,</span></div><div><span>It’s 3 minutes to my 21st birthday and I’m still up trying to write 500 words of essay. Yes, I’m currently chasing the future, a better future. </span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>Dear future me,</span></div><div><span>I’m currently listening to Forever Young by Audrey Mae, the lyrics are just words that I want to achieve in this 21st birthday. I got this sad feeling comes over me, maybe because of the music or maybe because I’m just being emotional. I don't know. <i>May you always be courageous, stand upright and be strong….</i></span></div><div><span><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span>Dear future me,</span></div><div><span>It feels different now, last year I was nervous of what kinda birthday I'll get but now, I'm too busy finishing my thesis and application letter that I forget it's nearly my birthday. Since, people start mentioning that my birthday is coming I'm starting to think what kinda of birthday I get this year. I never expect to have a dramatic birthday where there's a rock idol I adore come to me and give me a birthday cake, no, I just want to share it with my close people. In fact, it's nothing to celebrate, one step closer to death, you know what I mean? But it's my day and everyone seems to care and that's the happiest thing. I don't need to be given a quite expensive gift, a simple sincere prayer is enough for me. The love that people give makes me happy already. Cliche thing.</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>Dear future me,</span></div><div><span>There are a lot of things that I want to thank God for. I want to thank God for giving me supportive family, I know sometimes I’d like to fight with mum or have different argument with dad but that’s normal isn’t it? I have weird siblings and cousins under the same roof, I am blessed for that. I want to thank God for giving me such great and wonderful friends around me, who are always ready to be my painkillers and happy pills. And they’re weird too. I want to thank God for giving me such script for my life which is very wonderful and I should be grateful of. I want to thank God for everything. Damn, it sounds cliché, but it’s the truth.</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><div><i>May God bless and keep you always,</i></div><div><i>May your wishes all come true,</i></div><div><i>May you always do for others</i></div><div><i>And let others do for you.</i></div><div><i>May you build a ladder to the stars</i></div><div><i>And climb on every rung,</i></div><div><i>May you stay forever young,</i></div><div><i>May you stay forever young.</i></div><div><br /></div></span></div><div><span>Dear future me,</span></div><div><span>Right now, I am obsessed with One Direction. A group of teenage boys from UK and their album have been playing all day long, accompany me to spend my last time of being 20. I feel like a teenage girl drooling over these guys, they're cute though. They're like a new version of Westlife. My tumblr dashboard full of them, oops, I shouldn't mention tumblr in here. Anyway, I have started to write 21 things I want to do after I turn 21 and hopefully by the time you read this, we already accomplish half of them or may be all of them.</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><i>May you grow up to be righteous,</i></span></div><div><span><i>May you grow up to be true,</i></span></div><div><span><i>May you always know the truth,</i></span></div><div><span><i>And see the lights surrounding you.</i></span></div><div><span><i>May you always be courageous,</i></span></div><div><span><i>Stand upright and be strong,</i></span></div><div><span><i>May you stay forever young,</i></span></div><div><span><i>May you stay forever young.</i></span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>Dear future me,</span></div><div><span>Its 12.15 am, I’ve already receive couple of birthday wishes. I am very happy and blessed. It's time to sleep now.</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><i>May your hands always be busy,</i></span></div><div><span><i>May your feet always be swift,</i></span></div><div><span><i>May you have a strong foundation</i></span></div><div><span><i>When the winds of changes shift.</i></span></div><div><span><i>May your heart always be joyful,</i></span></div><div><span><i>May your song always be sung,</i></span></div><div><span><i>May you stay young forever,</i></span></div><div><span><i>May you stay young forever.</i></span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>Dear future me,</span></div><div><span>I am officially 21 years young.</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>Love, </span></div><div><span>Fida</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div>Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-25529145470975271652012-01-14T14:27:00.004+07:002012-01-14T14:55:08.828+07:00Letter to the craziest people on earth #1Dear people,<br />It's funny how we come across each other, I mean, we know who we were before, where we stood and all that stuff. But, somehow the universe put us together, forming of what we are today. You are the trashiest, the dumbest, and the most stubborn talkers I've ever known so far but, at the end of the day, we know that we never really talked about trash and that you're not really dumb (haha). And it seems like we never get along with each other; we called each other stupid, pigs, monkeys, and other inappropriate names we know but that's just how behave around each other.<br /><br />Dear people,<br />I really don't know what happens after we graduated, we're going to separate, going to our own path and catching our own dreams. And just by thinking about that, I miss you already.<br /><br />Dear people,<br />Our friendship is not always smooth, there's always conflict here and there and according to my Consumer Behaviour lecturer, sometimes, conflict is needed in an organization to let us become more creative, innovative and dynamic. What am I talking about? well that was one of the final exam questions (krik!). Anyway, if any of us is involved in a conflict, I hope that you always remember the good times we had, the things we've shared, the stories we told and how far we've gone so that you always come back where we used to be and the problem solves as the way it is.<br /><br />Dear people,<br />I am really glad to meet you and to have you in my life, to teach me tiny little things and to give me different point of views about life. I'm really glad that I did meet you.<br /><br />Love,<br />Fida.<br /><br /><img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/oaap8y.jpg" />Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-57901423058609743672012-01-05T20:45:00.003+07:002012-01-05T21:28:03.759+07:00Running through 2011<center><img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/218kes.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/1zqrn1k.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/ka4fg3.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/2ch1bpz.jpg" /></center><br /><br />I don't quite remember what my 2011 resolutions were but I remember telling them to Endah through Yahoo Messenger on new year eve. I only remember that two of them were to gain money and expand my network. And hey, it happened this year. Maybe I should thank local government for bringing SEA Games to Palembang that they gave me job? maybe. But because of them, I met hundred people across the globe; from the very east of Asia to our closest neighbor. I worked with different people from 3 different countries in less than 6 months; I worked with the chatty Iranian, friendly Singaporean and funny Burmese. I've made new friends, gotten to know many people, and have seen how complicated our country is. But they are all made a story worth telling.<br /><br />I've gambled about my feelings, have told the truth, taken chances, ruined my GPA, gotten high, felt disappointed. I've tasted it all. And I'd like to regret things I've done but I remember it was things that I wanted to do at one point of my life. But it was all worth it. Above it all, the year is ended with my research proposal got accepted (though with revision), yay!<br /><br />Desi Anwar once tweeted, "<span style="font-style: italic;">Don't forget about your future. Just tidy your room, get your work done, do some exercise, take up a hobby. You'll do fine.</span>" And I think that's how I'm gonna live my 2012.<br /><br />I hope this is not too late for a new year post.Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-61460429996366463032011-12-22T20:44:00.002+07:002011-12-22T20:58:57.631+07:00Letter to my children #1<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:trackmoves/> <w:trackformatting/> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:donotpromoteqf/> <w:lidthemeother>IN</w:LidThemeOther> <w:lidthemeasian>X-NONE</w:LidThemeAsian> <w:lidthemecomplexscript>X-NONE</w:LidThemeComplexScript> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> 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I am still 20 years old right now and will turn 21 in 2 months. I’m writing this not because I will be having you soon (read: pregnant) – no, I don’t even know who your father will be- I write because I’m scared that I’d forget things I want to tell you. I don’t know.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">I am in my last year of college and hopefully I can graduate next year. I am hell scared to tell you the truth. Scared of what kinda job I’ll get, what kinda life I’ll live. Yes, I think way too much and way ahead and you shouldn’t follow me. You should think about your future but don’t let it ruin your mood to enjoy the present. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Dear children,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Mom is currently listening to Coldplay’s newest album, Mylo Xyloto, you should listen to their songs. They are an English band. I don’t know if they still exist in your time but they should, they are my favorite band. I told your grandpa once that if I have money I’d come to watch their concert, hopefully I’ll make it soon. This song called Paradise is playing, oh, you should see the video clip, and it’s very cute. Remind me to give you their albums to you. Their music is beautiful and you should learn how to play instruments, at least one. Your mother only knows how to play Ibu Kartini song, only five notes (well okay, it’s not even classified as ‘playing’). <span style=""> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Dear children,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Sometime you’ll feel that life’s not fair, that you’ve worked hard to achieve something but you don’t get it while there’s someone out there, effortless, achieve it easily. Trust me, there’s always reason for something that happens, you just have to wait and see, though being patience is not easy I’m sure you can. So, I’ll tell you what your grandpa always tell me; to work hard and pray harder, and to be grateful of what you have, so that you’ll get what you deserve.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Anyway, it’s getting late, I promise, I’ll write and tell you some more but right now, you should finish your homework then go to sleep.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Love, </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Mom.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"> </span></p>Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-40253453039240290532011-12-17T23:14:00.002+07:002011-12-17T23:24:56.078+07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJTMdyARhb0H6tPl_bizQdFZNvTsPHq5VnxaE5h2athoShrL4kexf-j0FKfh3ieQDDJdIsnJaLu9AlQ75oCqHLyzzx0yM9ej-kbg82vtPQES3_GpEBwFk0HcGutt1OgyWeq32dqEbhZBM/s1600/d.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJTMdyARhb0H6tPl_bizQdFZNvTsPHq5VnxaE5h2athoShrL4kexf-j0FKfh3ieQDDJdIsnJaLu9AlQ75oCqHLyzzx0yM9ej-kbg82vtPQES3_GpEBwFk0HcGutt1OgyWeq32dqEbhZBM/s320/d.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687132932196132146" border="0" /></a>From working with Iranian volleyball team to research proposal. The hellos and goodbyes.<br />Time does fly fast, 2011 has been a great year.Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-40346053027977130942011-09-08T00:57:00.002+07:002011-09-08T01:09:57.173+07:00.I am trapped in the labyrinth of my own thoughts/<br />I fly myself to the 7th sky and let myself float in the outer space/<br />But gravity works against me, pulling myself down and crash me to the ground/<br />My body shattered and I was numbing/<br />I'm crushed, but not burn//Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-81481873246741114042011-09-06T14:07:00.004+07:002011-09-06T14:27:02.638+07:00Hello September<center><img src="http://img508.imageshack.us/img508/4299/53362297.jpg" /></center><br /><br />Time has brought us to experience new things and meet new people, some of them remain till today. And for the past three months countless things had happened ; the ups and downs.<br /><br />And I'd like to give credit to myself, for being such a brave a girl that I could be, for swallowing the ego and pride to just talk and be honest about the way I feel. Because I finally realize that being honest and letting out the feelings are much better than trapping them inside. I never regret any single moments, I never regret meeting every single persons, especially knowing and finding out all the details of a person.<br /><br />Today is September and I give time time, to do its workFidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-57357402291877799952011-05-29T08:26:00.003+07:002011-05-29T08:55:39.080+07:00Hello there bus ride!I got on to the bus this morning feeling proud. I should be proud, I tell myself. This is the first time in a week where I came early and actually on time that I can get a bus. I usually came late that the last bus had already left and I have to wait till 8.00 to be able to jump into the lecturers’ bus or get a ride from someone I know. It should be a good day, I tell myself. The bus’ engine is starting and it’s beginning to leave Palembang.<br /><br />The bus is pretty small; consist of 30ish people exclude the driver and the bus conductor and I’m seated on the right, next to the window. The back seats of the bus belong to a group of guys who are my junior and their making the loudest noise in the bus, but somehow, I enjoy their laughter. Next to me is also a junior of mine and he is trying to sleep. Fortunately I wasn’t alone, behind me, seated my close friend with her crush and she’s having the best time of her life, chatting and flirting while in front of me are the two girls who already fell asleep as soon as the bus conductor taken their money.<br /><br />This morning, instead of sleeping, I try to lay my eyes on the scenery around me. I can’t remember when was the last time I enjoy the scenery on my way to campus. Guess, it’s been long. So I let my thoughts wander around, to think of everything.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i51.tinypic.com/nywsqu.jpg" /></center><br /><br />I look out the window and my eyes are fixed on this bird that’s flying low next to the bus and for couple of seconds I make myself believe that the bird is actually trying to have a race with us, but the bird changed its direction, letting us to win. And my thoughts are still wandering around; at one moment, I’m thinking about how much changes I’ve made since the beginning of 2011, another moment, I’m thinking about how complicated and corrupted this country is and as much as I want to hate this country, I will never could cause you’ll never hate something you’re a part of.<br /><br />Few minutes before arriving, a truck, loaded with coconut palm oil is trying to take over our bus in full speed, but the driver didn’t see that there’s another truck coming from the opposite direction. The coconut palm oil truck’s driver have to move to the left in where our bus is and we were so close, for split of seconds I believe we’re crashing but we didn’t. My thoughts are still wandering around and this time, I’m thinking about what that truck’s driver thinking. My theory is that the driver is probably drunk or perhaps, his wife is in labor that he is in a hurry, endangering our lives.<br /><br />And my thoughts wandered again on something I try to not to think about, so I look out of the window and see the two elephants in agro-tourism, eating the grass. Those two elephants are getting skinnier, I swear and they should put them back to their habitat.<br /><br />Finally, we’re arriving, we’re passing the gate and the first stop will be auditorium and followed by medical faculty. Economics faculty is placed at the back, so we probably are one of the last persons who will get out last. In the faculty of engineering, 2 guys step out of the bus. And I imagine myself accepted in electrical engineering (which is my third choice in national entrance test) and have to be surrounded by mostly the opposite sex: heaven. We pass faculty of mathematics and natural science, faculty of agriculture, faculty of computer science and finally arrive at faculty of economics.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i54.tinypic.com/r2khfc.jpg" /></center><br /><br />As we’re arriving, my thoughts fixed on about getting myself a good breakfast first then get to the class cause I was starving. My eyes are all over the places, trying to identify and spot people I know and as I step out of the bus, I saw you. You, something I try not to think about, something that’s very distracting, and something I fail on forgetting about. I stepped out, went on the food stall, said ‘Hi’, got my breakfast and then leave.<br /><br />But, it was a good ride and today is a good day.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Thursday, 26th May 2011, Palembang- Indralaya.</span></span>Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-68725224604817595122011-05-24T06:25:00.002+07:002011-05-24T06:44:07.950+07:00We're shining bright like goldsI'm having fun at being 20, really. But then, I'm lacking in here and there and not to forget that I've completely changed. Till today, I don't know whether it's good or not but I've learn so much. And being 20 means you have to make your own decision and take full responsibility of them. You starting to work on your life plan that you've designed like, where and with who you will be or what will be you doing, so on and so forth. I might be scared by the decisions I take or things I do now, but like Mark Twain said: <span style="font-style: italic;">"</span><span style="font-style: italic;">Twenty years from now </span><em style="font-style: italic;">you will be more disappointed</em><span style="font-style: italic;"> by the </span><em style="font-style: italic;">things</em> <span style="font-style: italic;">that</span> <em style="font-style: italic;">you didn't do</em><span style="font-style: italic;"> than by the ones </span><em style="font-style: italic;">you</em><span style="font-style: italic;"> did do" </span><span>Well, we'll see.</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span>Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-34141718344340773912011-04-26T21:51:00.003+07:002011-04-26T22:30:44.596+07:00Setumpuk keluhan yang samaAwal tahun 2011 saya janji sama diri saya sendiri untuk berhenti mengeluh, tapi, demi Tuhan susahnya minta ampun. Post kali ini adalah setumpuk keluhan yang sudah lama saya pendam, selamat membaca (bagi yang ingin membaca).<br /><br />Jarak 32 km dari Palembang ke Inderalaya (kampus UNSRI) biasanya cuma makan waktu 1 jam dengan bus (paling lama- bisa lebih cepat dengan mobil pribadi apalagi motor) tapi belakangan ini susah banget <span style="font-style: italic;">nyampe</span> ke Palembang atau Inderalaya dalam waktu 1 jam, gara-gara: macet. Hari ini saya habiskan kurang lebih 5 jam di jalanan (pulang-pergi), waktu sampai kampus kuliah sudah selesai.<br /><br />Sebenarnya macet itu hal biasa, dulu biasanya macet gara-gara ada kecelakaan atau truk pecah ban dan itu cuma terjadi 2 atau 3 kali selama satu semester. Tapi sekarang, macet hampir setiap hari. Yang membuat saya kesal, macet kali ini bukan gara-gara ada truk kecelakaan atau pecah ban tapi gara-gara jalanan yang rusak. Menurut saya, pemerintah yang paling bertanggung jawab dengan ini, khususnya pemerintah daerah Ogan Ilir. Seharusnya mereka tahu, kalau jalan lintas timur ini merupakan jalur utama antar provinsi bahkan antar pulau (Jawa- Sumatera), seharusnya mereka sudah tahu kalau ada ribuan truk-truk besar yang lewat setiap harinya dan jalanan buruk, berlobang dan kecil memperlambat truk-truk itu. Saya kesal dengan pemerintah karena setiap tahun memperbaiki jalanan yang bolong (disini umur ekonomis jalan dipertanyakan), saya kesal dengan pemerintah yang sepertinya melegalkan bangunan-bangunan liar dipinggir jalan yang membuat jalanan lebih sempit. Saya kesal dengan polisi yang tidak ada di setiap perempatan jalan mencegah supaya kendaraan tidak menumpuk, Saya kesal dengan pemerintah yang terlalu fokus sama pembangunan fasilitas untuk Sea Games tapi sarana infrasturktur penghubung antar provinsi terbengkalai.<br /><br />Demi Tuhan, ini sudah kelewatan.Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-5821299038408811842011-04-23T22:56:00.001+07:002011-04-23T23:11:08.889+07:00daddy, where does the sky end?<center><br /><img src="http://img831.imageshack.us/img831/8757/51706841.png" /><br /><img src="http://img197.imageshack.us/img197/9641/92742762.png" /><br /><img src="http://img828.imageshack.us/img828/8704/49267550.png" /></center><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I am Sam</span>, the movie that will bring you tears and laughter at the same time, worth the re-watching. And that scene above is the one that makes me laugh.Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-66869314869995116902011-04-20T22:06:00.001+07:002011-04-20T22:09:12.254+07:00a round up, a letterI am Susan and I write so that you know how I am doing. And I write so that you know that I search. This is my report, my complaining board.<br /><br />You didn’t reply my <a href="http://fidamuthia.blogspot.com/2011/01/susans-third-letter.html">third</a> letter and I didn’t hear anything from you, we just stop exchanging words. To make it worst I stop seeing you. I thought after the second letter everything went perfectly fine, that we finally met and start exchanging words, but I was wrong, it doesn’t last long.<br /><br />I was scattered and as I put myself together we had our first chance to just talk for an hour or less about anything. It wasn’t a coincidence, it was something I planned and it didn’t go quite well, you were busy with your own thing and I was too busy being nervous, but I finally found out the reason why you stop replying my letters: you’re tired. I was too numb to ask another question or to go in to the details, you are tired means everything means nothing to you and it was a waste of time.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/2wnppo7.png" /></center><br /><br />And as I mentioned it before it becomes worst because I stop seeing you. I usually see you and we would just stare or share smiles but I haven’t receiving those lately which is suck. I thought I was fine; not receiving letters from you and not seeing you, but all this time I was pretending to be fine. And it’s not fair. Cause I’m the only one that search for you in the crowd, hoping that you’d show up but you don’t. I would wait and pretend that we meet by accident when it was just something I made up. It’s not fair because I’m the only that feel missing and you’re fine out there.<br /><br />So I write this. I write in hope that you read and you change, in hope that I’ll be just fine and in hope that I feel less missing. I write because I want to let go, I write because I want you to know and I write because I feel miserable and I want to be free.Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-61384034215958814592011-04-19T22:21:00.006+07:002011-04-19T22:28:24.442+07:00It was like fire around the brim<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:trackmoves/> <w:trackformatting/> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:donotpromoteqf/> <w:lidthemeother>IN</w:LidThemeOther> <w:lidthemeasian>X-NONE</w:LidThemeAsian> <w:lidthemecomplexscript>X-NONE</w:LidThemeComplexScript> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> 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And it seems like everybody has the time of their lives when mine was monotonous compared to them. I was a fine student; I keep my mouth good and barely break a rule for the sake that I won’t be in trouble with teachers I loathe. To obey the rules, have to be on time at 7 in the morning, flag ceremony every Mondays and all those aerobics movement every Fridays, man, wasn’t it overrated? It was.<br /><br />I had my fun times at high school but compare to college life, it was nothing. I don’t think I was being myself. I mean, high school is all about image. It was like a parade; what you wear, what you drive in, people you hang around with, it were all the topics to talk. And then, there are groups. It didn’t really show, but it’s there; that we were divided into groups, like it or not.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://img41.imageshack.us/img41/6982/pi3f.png" /><br /><img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/zn1xs6.png" /></center><br /><br />But being in college is something that’s really different. There’re groups, but it is for the sake of surviving. There’re rules but they are flexible. We take full responsibilities of ourselves. We are free yet we have boundaries.Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-38771627132175290912011-04-16T23:58:00.003+07:002011-04-17T12:23:37.637+07:00somewhere in the milky way<center><img src="http://i51.tinypic.com/i6m91e.jpg" /></center><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present. - Alaska, Looking for Alaska (pg. 26)</span><br /><br />Currently in love with that novel and that character, hence, new name for this blog. I'm still working my brain out on a title that I can use in my very own <span style="font-style: italic;">'yellow book'</span> like those in the picture above.Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-49000519986438508762011-03-22T17:51:00.003+07:002011-03-22T18:50:15.178+07:00Note to a selfIf it takes two to tango then I don't care if I'm the only one that do the tango now, cause there's still time. Because what we always see is what appear across the ocean not the one who stand right in front of us.<br /><br />If it doesn't work now, I still have tomorrow.Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-28527482932827582272011-03-03T20:14:00.004+07:002011-04-17T12:58:54.037+07:00Beauty and its contestMe and friends of mine usually have this talk about us joining all the beauty pageants in Palembang, but we've come to a conclusion that 'this is not us'. I still don't get it how in a week or two of a quarantine you can crowned as 'queen' or 'king' and how only (most of the time) through singing, dancing, and acting you can pass the selection?<br /><br />I know it's more than make-up on, walk, wave, answers and win. But I still don't believe with the 'beauty, brain, and behavior' that most of the beauty contests have. They still setting up a standard and put us into classes. If not, why do they still have those questions about your height and weight in the registration form? how come, the one that are in the semifinals or finals are those with long legs and ideal body weight? what happens to the ones that are not tall enough and oversize?<br /><br />If beauty isn't judge by the size of your jeans and your height, should these people get into the spotlight too?Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-72088445562926263632011-02-26T21:01:00.002+07:002011-02-26T21:07:39.285+07:00Pointers+ I'm not gonna do that 30 days writing challenge anymore. It's already more than 30 days and I'm not being punctual. It's done.<br />+ Last Friday, I went to Ampera with Fidel, it was spontaneous but it went pretty well.<br /><br /><center><br /><img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/v80d1y.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://i54.tinypic.com/28jws40.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/rbk6c0.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/2hp0mqp.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://i54.tinypic.com/2aeutg1.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/sm64xe.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/fcp5pg.jpg" /><br /></center><br /><br />+ I'm gonna start writing a diary again, <span style="font-style: italic;">maybe</span>...Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4409287641242387068.post-32337505291236128032011-02-20T20:18:00.003+07:002011-02-20T20:28:49.499+07:00Day 13- The day I turned 20Honestly, this ain't a 30 days writing challenge anymore, but I was busy with college and stuff I organize so this blog kinda left behind. <span style="font-style: italic;">Yeah, whatever.</span><br /><br />Yesterday I turned 20. It was pretty normal, in the beginning, I didn't wake up feeling special like I used to feel years ago. It was normal. Then, my friends did a surprise. They came with a poster of wishes, balloons and cake. It was too sweet, they even brought my 'present' (even it's a fake one), it was hilarious. I only have the pictures after the surprise, the rests are in Riri's camera.<br /><center><br /><img src="http://i53.tinypic.com/1ow2mx.jpg" /> <img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/20psv83.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://i53.tinypic.com/1y05co.jpg" /> <img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/dmsktw.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://i53.tinypic.com/dr78kh.jpg" /> <img src="http://i51.tinypic.com/qo7k83.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/a32g48.jpg" /> <img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/mrbomr.jpg" /></center><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Thank you God for everything. I couldn't ask for more. </span>Fidahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06514464629320366706noreply@blogger.com0