Dienstag, 2. April 2013

Sledding / Schlitten fahren

I was in swiss for few times. And until december last year, I firstly got the chance to play in the snow there.

Yes, I very like snow. But on that day I didn't think that it was so much fun inside.

What do you need actually for playing in the snow?
you need a waterproof clothing like ski jacket, ski pants, ski shoes, scarf, winter cap, snow gloves and sleds/sledges.

You should note that your clothing is really waterproof!
Otherwise it would be really cold and wet immediately. Your hands or feet freeze immediately and totally red and they hurt.

Here the photos we took when we went sledding.

Ich war ein paar Mal in der Schweiz. Aber erst im Dezember letztes Jahr hatte ich die Möglichkeit dort im Schnee zu spielen.

Ja, ich mag Schnee so sehr. An dem Tag hätte ich nie gedacht dass es eine Menge Spaß gemacht hat.

Was brauchst du eigentlich um im Schnee zu spielen?
Du brauchst wasserdichte Kleidung wie Schijacke, Schihose, Schischuhe, Schal, Mütze, wasserdichte Handschuhe und Schlitten.

Du solltest wirklich beachten dass deine Kleidung wasserdicht ist !
Sonst wird es wirklich kalt und sofort nass. Deine Hände oder Füße werden sofort rot und total erfrieren und sie tun weh.

Hier sind ein paar Bilder vom Schlittenfahren.

Dance and Badminton

Dance has helped me discover myself.
For me dancing is not for a round of applause.

Badminton has united me and my (good) friends.
Badminton gives me happiness.

Can sports/hobbies also unite me and you?

Because I don't know how much does it matter in each other's hearts about this short encounter.

They say...
Admiring someone and loving someone has a very small difference.
Just like I learned that...
To like someone and beginning to like someone were different.

Donnerstag, 8. November 2012

Takdir itu aneh

Aku ga pernah tahu kenapa takdir mengirimku ke Jerman.
Kenapa takdir membawaku ke Karlsruhe. Kota kecil yang penuh arti dan cinta.
Tapi setelah aku ketemu kamu, aku tahu.
Aku tahu kalau kamu adalah alasannya.
Butuh waktu memang untuk memahami kebahagiaan yang sederhana.
Butuh waktu juga untuk menyadarkanku tentang rasa itu.
Dan bahkan butuh waktu yang lebih lama lagi untuk meyakini kalau impianku akan menjadi nyata.

I never know why destiny sent me to Germany.
Why did destiny bring me to Karlsruhe. The small town full of meaning and love.
But after I met you, I know.
I know that you are the reason.
It takes time to understand that happiness is simple.
It takes time also to make me feel that.
And it takes even longer to believe that my dream will come true.

Mittwoch, 10. Oktober 2012

Silence is gold sometimes

Tears are words that heart can't express.

I'm crying because I feel wronged.
I keep making mistakes and nothing seems to work for me.

Sometimes it's better for you not to be too curious to know. not to care too much.
Sometimes silence is better than you asking too much.
That person will really thank you.

Thanks for not asking me that questions currently.
I'll be fine... I'm OK.... 

Montag, 17. September 2012

Slow but Sure

Getting older doesn't mean you are also getting more mature. 
This sentence describes what I am recently thinking about. 
This sentence describes what I want to write here.

I usually/mostly get the things I want or I wish in my life from my mom.
What I mean here is not always about money or expensive things. It could be in doing things, solving problems, etc.
It's like I've been spoiled all this time although my mom didn't really have that such a purpose at all in raising me. Maybe I just couldn't understand it well.

That's why it feels somehow strange... far from parents that always take care of everything... and now you should do all your ways. 
And the worst case is when you can't get what you want the things be, which leads to dissatisfaction.
And the worst feeling in this world is when you feel incompetent and lack of skill. It is even worse than broken-hearted.

Even.... maybe I often unconsciously obtrude my will on others especially on my (best) friends or my pals or families.
I often say: "I want like this. I don't want do it. Point!"
And I don't know how long they will tolerate it... how long they will still tolerate this spoiled brat like me.

Since I am here alone I have learned so many things about life. 
I learn how to appreciate others
I learn how to succumb or accept defeat.
I learn how to socialize.
But still doesn't get enough to change 'the old me'. 
Sometimes I wish I could turn back the time

Someone told me:
"Life is not about what you couldn't do so far, it's about what you still can do.
So you don't need to restart your life from the beginning. 
Just keep working to be better and better.
Slow but Sure you can do it."

Donnerstag, 23. August 2012

Cultural Difference : Facebook Pictures

Today I read my twitter-timeline and found this blog... and you know? he's right...
Here below is his posting in his blog... Check it out =)
I just reblog from him ;)

" Kickabhee: Cultural Difference : Facebook Pictures:

There's this thing about uploading pictures into Facebook, I don't know about you and your country.

Some Indonesians tend to post every picture they have without selecting it. They would simply upload their (or others') pictures whether it's good or bad in Facebook. I, personally, always sometimes get tagged to this random pictures by my friends. I don't think of it of a mean thing they do to me or to embarass me in front of the public (I do that to myself, so they don't need to)

On the other hand, you see the Germans. Probably Due to their perfectionist nature, they tend to select their pictures. And they upload the pictures they look good in. They probably have around 100 pictures on Facebook, while the Indonesians have 1000 or more pictures. This is also a reason I don't post up pictures with my German friends.

For example, an Indonesian person would upload even embarassing photos of themselves like this: "

[to see uploaded photo from him as examples.... just go visit his blog]

MY COMMENT ---> But it is really true to admit ;)

Dienstag, 7. August 2012

He is the reason

Never thought ever being felt like this inside...
Deep in heart it feels like… like a waste of space, like already buried deep, like a paper thin…
Though the hard things I had, now I am aware…  I realize the reason to live…
I finally found and understood well the reason for living… He is the reason to live… He is the hope...


As little children we would dream of Christmas morn
Of all the gifts and toys we knew we'd find
But we never realized a baby born one blessed night
Gave us the greatest gift of our lives

We were the reason that He gave His life
We were the reason that He suffered and died
To a world that was lost He gave all He could give
To show us the reason to live

As the years went by we learned more about gifts
The giving of ourselves and what that means
On a dark and cloudy day a man hung crying in the rain
All because of love 
All because of love 

[ Lyrics from: ]
I finally found the reason for living
It's in giving every part of my heart to Him (every part to Him)
And all that I do every word that I say (you know I'll be saying)
I'll be giving my all just for Him, for Him (every thing for Him)

We are the reason that He gave His life
We are the reason that He suffered and died
To a world that was lost He gave all He could give (all that he could give all)
To show us the reason to live

He is the reason to live
(don't you know do you know the reason
That he came, oh he came to save us
When he gave his life for us) he suffered and died
To a world that was lost He gave everything (everything that He had He gave)
To show us the reason to live

*chorus + # together
Don't know how I could thank Jesus all that he had all..
*chorus + # together