I’m not a believer in New Year’s resolution. But I’m making one as a bet with friends…simple things to complete by the end of the year or else there’ll be consequences. Fun ‘punishments’, just to add a bit of spice to our next new year’s eve.

We each have to make 2 resolutions. They have to be something that we can achieve by ourselves (hence, ‘getting pregnant’ is not eligible), and also easy to proof (so we can’t say ‘to be a better co-worker’). And the punishment? I’ll never tell… ;)

Mine for this year are:
1. Write 50 100 words flash fiction and post them at my100words.posterous.com
2. Knit one clothing item for @safranismail (it can be a pair of socks, a scarf, or if I dare…a sweater)

Cheers!

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What a year, 2009 was. I believe it was the year where many things take a sharp turn and will never be the same again.

Many deaths, many births, and a lot of life-changing events happening around me. I myself lost 3 people in the family: my father (actually happened at the end of 2008), my eldest brother, and one of my closest my aunt.

Friends who I never thought will get married that soon, got married in 2009. Some are changing career into something they never thought of doing before. People are having babies around me, people I never thought will want children. And that includes me.

2009 was a life-changing year indeed. I started my own company this year, and even finally gathered enough money to have an office! And of course, the biggest change of all: the birth of my son, Safran Nusantara Ismail.

I got pregnant as soon as 2009 started. I spent most of the year being pregnant, and got into labor towards the end of the year. And so until the year ends, am still in the middle of trying to fit into motherhood.

That’s my memory of 2009. A whole year of pregnancy and taking care of a baby. Far from my usual memory of each year: what movie I was working on. So yes, I have to agree when a friend said, 2009 is an end of an era. It does feel that way. At least for me.

Oh yes, 2009 was a shaker, indeed!

But then, what will 2010 be? The start of an era? Or is it still an era of change? Will things settle down this year into whatever new form it has changed into? Or will it change still?

I myself believe 2010 will not be a calm year. After every good shake-up, things need a period of settling down. Where everything snuggles into their new places, and some small ‘waves’ will still be felt.

For me, I don’t have much anticipation for 2010. Things still look pretty ‘simple’ from my side: endless days of baby-caring, until baby is stable enough to be left for others to care. It may take me anywhere from 6 months to another year. I do hope it won’t stay like that forever. I hope it will only last until 2010 is over. I can’t wait to rejoin life and start working again. And for that, I hope 2010 will be kind to me.

So here’s a toast to 2010. A toast to a year that comes after the storm. A year where unpredictable things may still happen, as the new status quo is taking shape. And for everyting that might still happen this year, here’s hoping that the year will at least brings us all happiness.

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I love growing up, and I really love being an adult. Being a child never really fascinates me. I prefer where I am now, at this age.

When I was 14, my parents sent me abroad on a study tour package. It was one of the best experiences for me, and I realized I didn’t even miss home, even though it was a 3 week program. I was enjoying being on my own too much. And no, I didn’t abuse it to do drugs. I was a very responsible teen. :)

After I returned, I felt somewhat…more grown up than I was before. I started to have the courage to decide things on my own, without consulting my parents. They were startled at first, but slowly…they stopped giving me curfews, they stopped knocking on my bedroom door unless it’s time to eat, they stopped telling me to go to bed…. And because they never actually told me beforehand that they would stop doing so and so because they’d consider me an adult, I never really have a momentum for that, just a slow realization that something that used to happen has stopped.

The down-side to it is they stopped taking me shopping. They’d just give me the money. Which is bad. Because then I’d have more limited amount. But, really, it is nothing compared to what I get in return. I’d take adult-hood anytime!

1. Put your music on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!
4. Tag 10 friends who might enjoy doing the memo as well as the person you got the memo from.

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
Trying To Pull Myself Away – Glen Hansard

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Whatever Lola Wants – Sarah Vaughan, Gotan Project Remix

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Arose – Thomas Newman (this is an American Beauty score)

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Shiver – Coldplay

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Broken Wings – Mr. Mister

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Spacegirl – The Brian Jonestown Massacre (this definitely means I'm gonna be taken by the UFO when 2012 comes. hahahaha)

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
For All We Know – The Carpenters

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Lullabye (Goodnight, My Angel) – Billy Joel

WHAT IS 2+2?
Lily of The West – Joan Baez

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Heartstopper – Emiliana Torrini

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Cakrawala – Chrisye

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Stupido Ritmo – Float

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
So In Love – Lara Fabian & Mario Frangoulis

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Magic Bus – The Who

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Love is Stronger Than Pride – Sade

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
More Fool Me – Genesis

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Oh…Young People – Mo

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Heaven – The Rapture

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Whippin' Picadilly – Gomez

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Valley Of The Dolls (Mylo)

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Corcovado (Quiet Nights of Quiet Stars) – Astrud Gilberto

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
La Guerre – The King's Singers (according to http://www.urbandictionary.com it means "the war")

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Never Forget – Paul Van Dyk

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Every Planet We Reach Is Dead – Gorillaz (See? I'm so totally gonna hitchhike on a UFO someday!)

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Rondo, Op.51/1, C-Major – Ludwig Van Beethoven (This is such an abstract answer, because clearly, I'm already married)

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Rock and Roll Heart – Lou Reed (awww…thank you, mom and dad)

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Wednesday Morning, 3 AM – Simon & Garfunkel

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Sowing The Seeds of Love – Tears For Fears

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Candlelight – Imogen Heap

WHAT WOULD YOU SAY, WHEN YOU MEET YOUR BOSS?
Kumenanti Seorang Kekasih – Iwan Fals

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
It's a Lovely Day Today – Astrud Gilberto & Walter Wanderley

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"Reply with a title (maximum of four words)
about which you’d like me to write a fast
fiction of exactly 200 words, together with a
single word you want me to include in the text
of the tale."

This simple task he posted in his blog attracted a lot of interest from people. And 300 stories later, he published 180 of them in a book.
Smart!

Read more about it at his blog.

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A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE…
enough money within her control to move out
and rent a place of her own, even if she never wants to or needs to…
 
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE…
something perfect to wear if the employer, or date of her dreams wants
to see her in an hour…
 
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE…
a youth she’s content to leave behind….
 
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE…
a past juicy enough that she’s looking forward to
retelling it in her old age….
 
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE…
a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra…
 
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE…
one friend who always makes her laugh… and one who lets her cry…
 
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE…
a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her family…
 
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE…
eight matching plates,
wine glasses with stems,
and a recipe for a meal,
that will make her guests feel honored…
 
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE…
a feeling of control over her destiny.
 
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…
how to fall in love without losing herself.
 
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…
how to quit a job,
break up with a lover,
and confront a friend without ruining the friendship…
 
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…
when to try harder… and when to walk away…
 
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…
that she can’t change the length of her calves,
the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents..
 
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…
that her childhood may not have been perfect…but its over…
 
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…
what she would and wouldn’t do for love or more…
 
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…
how to live alone… even if she doesn’t like it…
 
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…
whom she can trust,
whom she can’t,
and why she shouldn’t take it personally…
 
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…
where to go…
be it to her best friend’s kitchen table…
or a charming inn in the woods…
when her soul needs soothing…
 
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW…
what she can and can’t accomplish in a day…
a month… and a year…

Me and my two friends are in Jogja to work. And it’s been a tiring trip for us. So the guys have been pestering me since yesterday for a massage.
 
Today, after our work is done, I had a sudden urge to eat this particular gudeg from this particular place. Problem is, it only opens at midnight and it was only ten pm. So the guys looked at me with what they must assumed as puppy eyes, asking me whether we can go for a massage together. One of them had this massage at Griya Shiatsu the day before and he said it’s open til 11.
 
Perfect timing.
 
And so the 4 of us (another guy friend is with us, he’s a Jogja native) went to this place. Right away we can see by the parked cars that it’s packed. But we went inside anyway, hoping they still have rooms for all of us.
 
The lobby is quite weird, it has a very thick chinese style to it, with chinese songs playing aloud. At the waiting room 4 men are already waiting, and 2 more are standing by the counter, looking at something.
 
My first impression of it was not so good, it felt a bit sleazy. But then I saw this big flashing neon sign behind the counter, which says: NO SEX! So of course, that calmed me a bit.
 
One of my friend asked the lady behind the counter whether she can still take 4 more customers. And she said yes, if we’re willing to wait for half an hour.
 
At that moment, the two guys standing in front of the counter moved aside so I can get a look at whatever they’ve been looking at so attentively for the past 5 minutes. And it turned out to be…a photo album with pictures of all the masseuse. And of course…yep, you guessed it…all are female.
 
I was shocked to see the album, and my first action was taking it and browsed through it one by one. As if to confirm there really are no male pictures in it. And my suspicions were confirmed: not even one.
 
Then I blurted out (and I think I my tone must be very cynical), “What? No male masseur?”
 
And this lady answered in a very unsure tone: “No.”
 
One of my friend quickly tried to calm me (which confirms my suspicion that my tone was a bit too cynical) and said, “If you need someone strong, these female masseuse can be strong.”
 
To which I snapped, “But I want to see some male masseuse pictures!” (and I was trying real hard not to add ‘dammit’ at the end of the sentence).
 
After some moments of awkwardness, the lady behind the counter suddenly said, “Sorry, it turned out we only have 3 places left.”
 
I smiled. I decided to be the one left out, and just smoke outside and write about this.
 
I figured it’s best for me, to refrain myself from asking more questions to the masseur handling me, which will make me unable to really relax. And I think it will also help me retain my sanity and maintain my control over my emotions.
 
So yes, I’m just smoking alone, writing this, and enjoying what I can enjoy out of this moment.
 
On a later note, a middle-aged man who just finished his session, sat on the sofa in front of me. And after 10 minutes of silence, he suddenly spoke: “You work here?” with what seemed to my ears as a sleazy tone. I just gave him a stabbing look, and he went away.
 
So…NO SEX must mean NO PENETRATION right? But maybe everything else is…not NO SEX?
 
*blinks*

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