Life should be simple, we love it so complex.

John Maeda's Laws of Simplicity. I know it's old, but it's my blog, I can do whatever I want.


"Simplicity is about subtracting the obvious, and adding the meaningful."


This is law # 10 and it applies to absolutely everything.

Weekends are for funning

What a fun weekend! It was Tommy's birthday. He threw a party at Taksu gallery. I got so smashed and solicited kisses from all the boys. I was told one of them turned me down (?huh?). Then I jumped in the pool in my undies. Lucky they matched! And then I put my dress back on on top of my wet knickers. hahahahahah. Then I cuddled with Taff, it's great to have friends you can cuddle with. Then I woke up safe and sound alone in my own bed with a splitting head-ache. 

Then I went to KL PAC open day. There was a room where they handed out drums at the door and everyone just jammed. It was facilitated and super fun. Taff did  some great improv. They were selling pretty dresses. Singers sang; there was a little girl with a giant voice that made my hair stand. The beer was cold and the day was hot.  Then I went to Palate with Brian. Then I had some less than mediocre banana leaf rice. Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh, best!

She chases like she climbs - Badly!

I was telling The Highway tonight that I hate chasing, it makes a fool of me. I asked him, I asked,

Why, Highway, am I not being pursued?? I'm hot! I'm clever! 

The Highway: Too clever! 

It took me a while... 

Me: O... this is a problem? 

The Highway: It is! Too clever. 

...    ..........      !

Well, I fried a great amount of grey matter between the ages of 17 and 30. Nemmind la. If I compromised on my cleverness, who would entertain me? Entertaining friends is a limited and precious resource. So when I don't have them around, I have alot of entertaining to do. Don't tell me I should be (gasp) bored. Of course I would rather be alone and entertained than stupid and with someone... ugh, that sounds thoroughly boring. 

Or I could just chase this intriguing person (albeit a little blur), get tired, feel stupid, and then start all over again like a curious child. Having said that, chasing on the phone is a challenge, to say the least. Maybe it's like climbing, I have to hone my technique. Or maybe it's just dumb and I'll get over it soon. It really does suck to be more interested than someone you set your sights on, it's not good for your ego, reputation, brand image, health, phone bill, sense of humour...

O well, I have my music. Listening to a Hip Hop album from Jogja, which is beautiful!! I want to drown in poetry and music. blogspot won't let me show you. Sucks to be you too. 

Finding Happiness

I'm going through a TED phase. Just watched this talk by Eve Ensler (she wrote the Vagina Monologues). Some stunning thoughts and experiences culminating in her conclusion that you must give to the world what you want the most, and that will heal all ill in you. So at this crossroad, I must decide what I want the most from the world. 

What do you want the most from the world?

December is for celebrating

I got the dopest birthday presents. 1 of them I got tonight. It's a postsecret book. I'm addicted to the Postsecret site, Ita knows this. Thanks Ita!! I wafff yoooo :)

Another one if from my brother-in-law. Look at this!!



It's a stencil of me on a Debbie Gibson record! Dope!! I have my own Arie Dyanto, hooorray!

My Umi gave me something really special too. Heh heh

A manual

Look! I found a manual for the broken hearted.

http://paulocoelhoblog.com/the-wounded-by-love-agreement/

Sama same or different?

I watched the Ramayana ballet in Jogja. It was awesome, I loved it and one thing really stuck me. Rama and Sita danced in complete unison. I suppose that’s how good relationships work, you want the same things, you move in the same direction bla, bla di bla. Maybe in a choreographed ballet, but seriously. 2 human beings with their own opinions and tastes could never always move in unison.

My mother said, “Next time, you have to be with someone who treats you like an equal.” The fact that she and her husband are equals means that they have no pool because they can’t agree on where to put it (I know, so bourgeoisie). But the point is, they are both so faithful to their opinion that they won’t budge. And because they are equal, there is no conclusion. This situation seems negative, we have no pool. But I really do celebrate their relationship; it is a strong, healthy and happy one.

Moving in unison all the time is practically impossible. I good friend of mine shared with me that her mother advised her to sign a prenuptial agreement, not for financial loss or gain, but for lifestyle expectations. Where you want to be, what you want to be doing and how you want to live in your 30s, 40s, 50s and so on. Basically an agreement of what you expect of each other in your relationship.

It’s impossible to always move to unison, or even be dancing to the same tune. But the differences should be celebrated with a little humour. The danger is when you think your way is right and you try to impose it. This is when you introduce power play into your relationship. An ability to treat each other with respect and not trample on someone just because they adore you is an admirable trait that most people need time and insight to work towards.


Epilogue:
An unexpected turn of events has brought about some developments that have given the pool a very clear and logical place to be. Everything does always work out.

Can't take the love out of Christmas

I was in Jogja with my family for Christmas. A few months ago when my break-up wounds were still fresh, the family Christmas plans seemed pretty scary. I would be in Jogja again, but this time without cheeckbones. On top of that, I would be with 2 other couples, my parents and my sister and brother-in-law.

Having failed at convincing my mother and sister that I was not celebrating this Christmas, I find myself on an AirAsia flight with my parents, 12 bottles of wine and enough pate and cheese to feed a village.

We had a great time, of course. Surprisingly, I found myself appreciating being alone. I didn’t need to check with anyone before I bought tickets to a show, in fact I didn’t have to negotiate anything with anyone, something I was witnessing quite a bit. I was glad to be free of these tiring negotiations, actually. Quite happy to walk around on my own, linger for as long as I want and have an entire beca to myself.

:-)