“My wife got sick. She was constantly nervous because of problems at work, personal life, her failures and problems with children. She has lost 30 pounds and weighed about 90 pounds in her 35 years. She got very skinny, and was constantly crying. She was not a happy woman. She had suffered from continuing headaches, heart pain and jammed nerves in her back and ribs. She did not sleep well, falling asleep only in the morning and got tired very quickly during the day. Our relationship was on the verge of break up. Her beauty was leaving her somewhere, she had bags under her eyes, she was poking her head, and stopped taking care of herself. She refused to shoot the films and rejected any role. I lost hope and thought that we’ll get divorced soon…But then I decided to act on it. After all I’ve got the most beautiful woman on the earth. She is the idol of more than half of men and women on earth, and I was the one allowed to fall asleep next to her and to hug her shoulders.I began to pamper her with flowers, kisses and compliments. I surprised her and pleased her every minute. I gave her lots of gifts and lived just for her. I spoke in public only about her. I incorporated all themes in her direction. I praised her in front of her own and our mutual friends.You won’t believe it, but she blossomed. She became even better than before. She gained weight, was no longer nervous and she loved me even more than ever. I had no clue that she CAN love that much.And then I realized one thing: The woman is the reflection of her man.If you love her to the point of madness, she will become it.“
- Brad Pitt
lagi magabut dan iseng. searching nama sendiri di google and i got this from fida’s blog
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.
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.
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.
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.
Kata orang nikah itu membuka pintu rezeki, its damn true!
temen kantor saya ada yang baru nikah dan istrinya ga kerja.
kantor kita ada di ujung Palembang ( Palembang coret sebut saja begitu ) jadi kalo udah waktunya makan siang itu udah susah banget mau nyari makan terus si Manajer ngomong sama penganten baru.
Manajer ( D ) : “Zal suruh istri lo aja yang buka catering biar kita ga kesusahan kalo mau makan siang, ga perlu pusing kita.”
R : “iyah boleh”
saya : ” tuh kan nikah buka pintu rezeki makanya nikah dari dulu dong pak hahah”
tuh kode tuh kode. kode garis keras itu,
*bilang sama yang ngerasa aja itupun kalo juga dia baca ini :p
Dulu gitu, saya kecil apa-apa manggil Bapak. Tengah malem bangun terus nangis karena bapak ga tidur di samping saya. Minta ajarin PR, nonton harus baring di samping bapak dan selalu minta peluk sampe SMA, si kakak pernah ngedumel bilang gini : “kamu udah gede tau jangan nempel sama bapak terus, udah gadis ga enak lagi diliatnya.”
saya dengan enteng menjawab : “lah.. aku juga meluk bapak sendiri bukan bapak orang kan ?”
si bapak ketawa aja denger jawaban saya. i miss you dad :*