San visited me 2 days a go. Days before she called me several times told me that she stayed at yong’s house for babysitting the babbies of fang-fang and meimei. She described how cute the babbies were,etc,etc. I asked her to come to my house since she never came to the not-so-new-anymore-consider-i-have-been-moved-for-10-mths house. She agreed.

She was at Lisa’s before came here. Calling me from there, I could hear Lisa’s voice over the phone, too. Lisa sounded so happy with Ryu (her first born son).Sigh…motherhood (or should i write maternal instinct??)…could turn any of my not-so-feminine girlfriends into a devoted-stayed-at-home mom…will i be one of the mommies?when?well, que sera sera…

She rang the bell around 4.00 pm, finally. I was so amazed with her hair. She got her hair extension-ed!!!…she even encouraged me to do so. I should admit that she looked different with her below-the-hip hair. It’s so cool!

As usual, we talked over anything!!!from friends, works, families, boys (ehm..errr…read:men…could i write the above 35 years old of the opposite sex as "boys"?, current celebrities gossip,etc.I did really seize the moment. She brought me an Elizabeth Arden Green Tea perfume and a (ehm) bra as a gift. She handed me the package and said," Well,khat, i should have given these things to you a year and half before. For this long, i put them at Qing’s". She giggled. (FYI: Qing is San’s niece from her mom’s side and it was 2 years a go when she stayed at Qing’s…phewww…)

When finally she went home at 7.30 p.m, i kept on thanking her for her visit and the gifts…actually, i thanked her for giving me more colours in my daily life…well, God trully send us angels in the form of friends…

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Today is the3rd day of my Eid holiday. It’s also the 3rd day of my trial in living my servant’s life. Imagine Nicole Ritchie (without the pregnancy) in "Simple Life", but with the previledge of using internet, watching kabel tv, and free phone service…kkkk…

The pro is that i feel healthier. Why?. I walk, clean things, wash the dishes, water the plants, etc, etc. That makes me feel "alive"…hahaha…The con is that fweeew…kind of tired, after finishing everything, all i wanna do is lying down on my bed, watch dvd, and cannot thing about anything but sleeping!!!!…

Well, i’m very grateful for the chances in my life, not being a person whose job is depending on his physic. Or…the condition that i feel rite now is the result of my lazyness to go to gym?hmhm…sounds so logical…sigh…

The weird thing is that, everytime i do some "physical" job  (remember,i’m in the period of living my servant’s life kkkk…), my writing mood is higher than usual. For example yesterday when i was washing the dishes, i could hear some dogs barking from inside the house of my neighbour. She loves dogs and it seemed that her hobby makes her get a good business right now. Almost everyone in the area who keeps dog and not at home currently seems to let her take care of it. I named her business as pet-shop-in-disguise. At that time, my mood made me wanted to write a post about her. She’s a single mother, hardly ever had guests (except the one who want to consult about his/her dog), but she’s got a friendly face. Always smile when i wave or nod at her. But somehow, i can see loneliness from her eyes. Well, i didnt mean to write about her private life, it’s just the atmosphere around gave me the conclusion. FYI, i only have a neighbour (the closest one).

My youngest uncle’s family will be here soon and so does my bro’s. Hopefully, the holiday wont be as quiet as before. Moreover, i still have a week for lazying around ( after finishing my physical job…)kkkk…

For me, september is always be the most special month in a year. It’s not only because i celebrate my bday on the eighth day of September, but  also i always feel so lucky, blessed, joyful, etc,etc (fill it with every positive adjective word u know more than any other month in the year…i’m the queen of september….kkkk

Especially this September 2007… at 6th…my bestfren,my sista, ding…had her 1st born son…so amazing…how things went very fast (i just remember how i met ding at the first time, how we became close, what things we did at the past, …)

Then, at the 8th, it was my 29th bday…i gotta admit dat it was my loneliest bday ever…my mom was in Malang accompanying my grandma, no friends to celebrate my bday (though some of them sent sms-es & called me, still…i feel so alone^^)…soooo pity… coz it was Saturday (and it requires 7 years to put September 8 in another Saturday)…

The next day was the greatest bday present i ever got…my grandma passed away…I was watching Ashton Kutcher’s The Guardian when my aunt called me and told me the news…i cried…

I called it my bday present since i could not imagine if my grandma died on 8th…so, for the rest my life, every bday of mine is equal to the commemoration of my late grandma…nooooooooooooo…

So much happened lately…it’s just hard to write them down rite now…