Do you really know what Asperger really is?

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Call me an idiot.

Asperger has become a more common word nowadays, huh? But I really have no idea what it’s all about. As I can recall, I once searched for its definition in Google. But 5 minutes later, all of the definitions I got just went away.

This post has educated me about Asperger more than anything I read before. The writer’s post shows clearly that Asperger is not a intellectual disability. I have to admit, before now, I associated Asperger with some kind of intellectual disability. Oh yes, I’ve told you to call me an idiot in the first line of this blog, haven’t I?

Anyone, I mean anyone should spend a couple of minutes to read her post.

Originally posted on Pensive Aspie:

DISABILITY

When I think about my Asperger’s, I rarely think of it as a disability.  Most of the time, I don’t feel disabled.  I’m definitely differently abled.  There are weaknesses, but there are strengths too. I choose to focus on my strengths and work on my weaknesses.  Even though I prefer not to look at myself as disabled, there are things that friends, coworkers, and family members do that make me feel disabled and incompetent.

You don’t recognize that my body language is almost incapable of lying.

With practice, I have learned the art of conversation. Time has taught me that people really only want others to agree with them.  I can find a way to avoid hurting your feelings by complimenting your ugly dress without lying when you ask “Don’t you just love it?”  I can reply truthfully “That orange color is so bright and perky!” (Yes. The color…

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The Art of Moving On

I’ve been a curious person all my life. Bukan kepo loh ya…

it’s never been easy for people around me to make me stay away from something I’ve been eyeing. Nothing stops me, usually. Obsessed.. that’s the word. I almost got obsessed to anything instantly. It’s even too embarrassing for me to list my obsessions (too many and some of them are ridiculous). And the good news is I’m easily turned off by my own obsession, as well.

How is that? The key is trying. 

For me, the only way to appease my obsession is give it a try. Whatever it is. 

“Be bold and courageous. When you look back on your life, you’ll regret the things you didn’t do more than the ones you did.”  - H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

That’s very much true. Curiosity kills. So, in order to not getting killed by my own curiosity, I kill it first by trying. From what I experienced so far, it’s easier for me to move on that way.

When I fail to make myself trying, the curiosity haunts me days and nights. It’s very unpleasant feeling. Totally nerve racking!

 

 

Give it a try! Give it a whirl!

 

I’m grateful for not having something called religion

It might be true that religion is not more than superstitious rubbish. It is passionate, irrational, and messy. It’s dogmatic, which I really detest.

This can’t be funnier, on the surface, people are trying to eliminate discrimination here & there, but the religion they worship, keep discriminating human being all the time. I’m grateful to know Buddhism Philosophy in my early life because I’m relieved that I don’t have to label myself with a particular religion to claim my place in heaven. That’s a wisdom!

AHA! This may be a quite radical post. Back then, I’m someone who don’t really like to express my feeling or opinion about religion stuff . It’s a sensitive topic for some people as we all know.  For me? It’s not. I don’t give a damn about your religion or my religion. I don’t even think I have a religion, because Buddhism is not a religion. It is a philosophy, a way of life, a wisdom. But I think, I don’t want to keep it for myself anymore. So I pour my disappointment over some religions (at least, some of the most popular in my country) here. I don’t need to mention which religions. Just keep it for yourself if you think you know which religions I’m talking about. You are free to read my thought here but remember, I don’t need someone to “enlighten” me or even “fix” me.  Keep your religious comment for your self or for your mother.

I just read a comment of an article from CNN. It really struck me.

Just look at history, there have been tons of Buddhist nations that have engaged in wars, but never for the sake of Buddhism itself. Only for the sake of greed, hatred, jealousy etc…which is universal to all human beings irrespective of religion.

I have no objection for this comment, not in the slightest. I even want to broadcast it to the world.

It occurred to me, why some religions have to bring their God in this situation. Why their God should be a reason for them to justify violence and brutality? Why can’t they separate the politic, power, and jealousy with religion? In my primitive brain, I think, a religion should be something that keep people sane, tamed, and civilized. But why in the world religion has become something that triggers warfare, horror, and grief?

I know I can’t generalize everyone based on their religion. There are so many wonderful people out there regardless what their religions are.

It’s big big question for me. Why? WHY and WHY?

Some people will say,

“It’s not about the religion, but it’s the human! “

“My religion has never taught me to slaughter people, so it’s the people to blame. Not the religion”

“Bla bla bla bla”

I know. I know. That’s the classic answer.  But after long observation, I have my own theory. I know this really well because I experienced it.

Answer this. How can people with particular religion be less discriminating when their religion itself has discriminated human being from ancient time?

Some religions has judged that there’s no place for other religion in heaven up there.  Of course the words is not exactly like that.  You can make your own sentence. It’s just one example, of course there are more.

Let me laugh. HAHAHA. It’s just ridiculous! We are all the same, we are human, we are one species. How can we deserve to be treated differently in this universe just because what God we believe not based on what we do or how we live? How can you make me believe that I can’t hope to be in heaven when I die just because I don’t worship your so-called God? That’s a dogma that attaches in some religions I’m familiar with. That dogma grows robustly in the deepest place of their heart. But on the surface, they try to be more civilized by not touching that button. And unfortunately, a group of people has taken that dogma way too far.

Long story short, all I want to say is the dogma that has been planted by some religions is the real culprit. It has led some stupid and insane people to the darkest road. Wake up! There’s something called universal law in this universe. It’s fair and square, regardless your color, race, or what God you believe. How beautiful is that, huh?

I know I can change nothing. But I’m happy I’m finally be able to produce my own theory today. The validity is pretty much questioned, though. Hehe.

I’m growing Aloe Vera

Hey, what’s up?

Haha, I’ve abandoned this so-called blog for a long time. I will not even make a tiny excuse. My absence has nothing to do with my busyness. In fact, I’ve never been a really busy person, at least I feel that way. Don’t I have any activity to do? Sure I have. But I never think that I’m busy no matter how tight my schedule sometimes, hehe.

I really love WP’s new interface, so slick, simple, minimal, and so me! And hey, there are some new features recently. Account recovery via mobile phone, changing my username… waw. Finally I can change my username. My old username was imagehouse. Lol. What an ugly name for a blog username. The reason why I used that for my username is because I used WP to store some cute emoticon I frequently used in forum. But I found that was so not convenient, so I didn’t continue to use it. And to make it even more useless, I password protected every post, LOL! Don’t ask me why.

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And you can’t imagine how grateful I am to be able change my username now. I just changed it a couple minutes ago. It said that I cannot change my username again in the future, but the feature didn’t disappear after I changed my username. So I guess, I still can change my username in the future. Hehe

Nah, the next renovation I did to my blog is I changed the theme! WOOHOO!!! I realized how dark and gloomy the theme I chose previously. But, I’m in a good and bright mood recently. So I decided to pick something cute, cheerful, and playful. At the first glance, chalkboard theme looked so cute. But my only disappointment is the color. BLACK. Come on, man, playful and cheerful theme using black color? It’s hard to pull it off . But since I don’t intend to spend some money to customized my blog appearance, I had to search another theme that suits my mood now.  TADA. Crafty theme. Hehe.. I always like pastel color.

Okay, actually it’s not what I want to blog about. After contemplating for so long thinking about what I want to write in my blog, finally I’m so happy I read this blog post at the right time. As the blog suggests, I want to tell you about my amazing aloe vera! I don’t have amazing cat. I just have two brainless and untameable dogs. How I wish Cesar Milan would give me a visit someday. Since my two dogs are not-so-amazing dogs, I prefer to talk about my newly adopted aloe vera. Yea.. I got this for free!

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I always have a desire to have some a garden or beatutiful backyard with many fruit trees or, at least, potted fruit trees I can harvest all year long. This has been my dream for so long and yet still not been realized.  But. it never occurred to me that one day I’ll take care an aloe vera plant. Why would I have this spiky plant? To harvest it all year long? Sure I can do that. But I want fruits, sweet and watery fruit to be exact. I completely forgot why finally I wanted to have this plant at the first place.

When I was kid, my mom used its gel to nourish my hair because my hair growth was very slow back then. At 3 y.o, I only had a few strands of hair. I think someone really can quickly count how many strands I had. And let’s fast forward to ten years later. At my teenage year, I was known for a girl with a  very thick hair. I don’t know if it was because the magic of aloe vera or finally my hair found its way to grow robustly on my scalp. I had no hesitation to compare my hair with lion’s hair at that time. It was something my mom was really proud of.

But in my twenty something, my hair starts to fall like crazy. My mother always complains about my hair when I’m home. She can’t keep her house free from my hair no matter how many times she cleans the floor. Helloo mom, I never ask my hair to fall voluntarily at home. Sigh.

Long story short, I want my lion hair back! And I choose natural and cheap way first over chemical treatment that would cost me an arm and a leg. So I have to take care of this plant until it’s stable enough to produce more leaves for me. Hehe. I hope this plant won’t break my heart in the future. In the past, I’ve failed growing a cactus. CACTUS! It was rotten.  :(

I do really believe patience and perseverance will pay off. It’s still a long journey, though.

My patience is really short, but really, I start to think about to slow down, take a breath, be patient, because it’s good for my tired soul. I’ve never been a patient person my whole life. I always rush things, everything. I can’t and I don’t want to wait. It has to be now!  It’s now or never! Haha. That’s my motto. And it led me successfully to many failures.

Okay, hopefully I have a good news about this aloe vera in the next 2-3 months.

New Dream

Hello,

I’ve been abandoned this blog for a long time. Nothing special happened, though. I just lost my passion in writing about my life, my boring life, :P But now, I have a dream that I hope I can make it come true soon. When it happens, my life is not the same old story anymore.

Everyone can dream but not everyone really dares to chase their dream and make it come true. 9 years ago I chose to give up on my dream. But now, I’m not the same person who will easily give up on her dream. I’ll fight for it.

I think life is short and I’ve wasted my time so much by not chasing my dream. I wish I had more courage to chase this big dream of mine. And you probably ask, “What is your dream actually, Mia?”

I think I will not share it to people at this moment, I will be a laughing stock, maybe. Right now, I just want to focus on my dream. Do my best to achieve it.
This is just the beginning and I already have to make a quite big sacrifice, financial and my heart. Financially, I’ve to skip my planned holiday to SG (note: tickets and accommodation have been booked and paid T_T)

What about my heart?
Spending my time in SG for 3 days will make me (99% sure) going home with a content heart and wide smile. I can picture myself strolling along the Bugis junction, buying fashion stuffs, and then savouring a plate of chicken rice at Novena T_T

Now, let me write one of the scenario that could be happened by going to Surabaya. There’s a 50-50 chance that I will go back home with red eyes and swollen nose, brokenhearted, and frustration.
Another scenario is I will go home with a ground-breaking news to my parents and boyfriend. Lol. And hopefully a bright future. *ehem*

*Bang my head on keyboard* Have I lost my mind?

Now I have to (and already) book a ticket to Surabaya. My god, this is the biggest financial loss I’ve ever been in.
Hopefully, this is the right decision. Whatever it is, I will not regret it. *still crying over the bills, though*

Ciao, wish me luck. I have a lot of things to prepare.

Review: Wicked as They Come

Wicked as They Come (Blud, #1)Wicked as They Come by Delilah S. Dawson

My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I never thought that having a magician or even a gypsy king as your lover would be fun and amazing. I’ve never adored any magician before. Though I love to watch magic show, but fall in love with a magician?? Nay!
It has never occurred to me before.

But this time, a magician, yes, you don’t hear it wrong. A Magician, a gypsy has stolen my heart. He brings me into his world, his magic world. I can’t help but falling in love with Criminy, a ringmaster who owns a circus caravan in Sang, a strange world where cute bunnies can be deadly to a mere human like us.

Criminy Stain, who is he? He’s a bludman. He drinks blood, but he’s not dead, and he’s not a vampire. He’s powerful, hard to kill, wild, untamed, and wicked as they come.
If you don’t know what a combination between a dark, romantic, yet humorous person will look like, just take a look at Criminy. Get to know him. The way he grins… it will melt you in a heartbeat like ice cream in an oven. Honestly, his sense of humour is one of the important things that makes him different from another… vampires?? Oh, not really. I told you he’s not a vampire.

Frankly, the only downside that Criminy has is…. his hand, black scaled hand. Yeah… I wish he didn’t have those black scaled hand. Why… why should a perfect creature like him has those… *trailed off*

When I read this book, it was hard to not to think about Edward and Bella in Twilight (since it’s the only vampire book I read my whole life). Mock me all you want and I’m not ashamed of it.

I’m not saying that this book is another Twilight book. No no. It’s much better than Twilight for me. Hehehe. But let’s see. We can count a lot of similarities here.
First, there is a super handsome yet dangerous blood drinker who appears as hard as stone in front of others but as soft as cheesecake in front of his woman. Hmm who is that *whistling*
Second, their worlds are entirely different, but they can’t help falling in love with each other. It’s like they’re destined to be together. Getting more familiar?
Third, it’s another story of “so the lion fell in love with the lamb”. The man is the predator and the lady is the prey.

Got it?

I know some of you (me included) are growing tiresome of Vampire books, but there’s no way this book will disappoint you. Delilah did a wonderful job in creating a world where a species called Bludman exists in that world. This book is awesome. I can’t stop thinking about Criminy when I read it.

Err… I supposed to tell you about another aspect of the book in this review, but I can’t explain why I can’t write about another thing in my review besides Criminy. Maybe this is the worst review you guys ever read *cough* Please don’t blame my incapability in writing a good review. I guess part of this is because of Criminy. Deep in my heart, I believe Criminy has thrown a love spell on me. That’s why it turns out this way. Can’t help it guys… *shrug my shoulder*

Maybe I will find an enchanted locket in the future. Maybe another Criminy is waiting for me in another universe right now.

I must be crazy.

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Review: French Women Don’t Get Fat: The Secret of Eating for Pleasure

French Women Don't Get Fat: The Secret of Eating for PleasureFrench Women Don’t Get Fat: The Secret of Eating for Pleasure by Mireille Guiliano

My rating: 1 of 5 stars

I actually still can’t believe that french women don’t get fat. Maybe most of them are not fat, but there should be some fat women there. Hahhahahha

Okay, being successful on my diet (fat loss) a couple of months ago, I didn’t know why I still wanted to have and read this book while I have known everything related to fat loss, at least the very basic foundation to shred the fat in my body. And it works like a charm on me.

Now after reading a few chapter of this book, I might say that the author of this book is very careful and thoughtful on expressing the direct way to stay slim or get thin, which actually bored me when I read this book. She might scare the shit out of the readers if she tells the truth of getting slim.

Dear fellow,
To be honest, nothing is easy when it comes to lose your fat. The level of difficulties depends on how you perceive things and how motivated you are. If you’re not motivated at all, even just logging what you eat can be a hard task.

Actually, if you can answer this simple question, you know how to lose some fat.

Answer this:
Why do you get fat?

If your answer is “I eat too much” or something similar with aforementioned statement,then you already know the way to lose that fat. But knowing it doesn’t mean you’ll do it, does it?

Now, what does it take to lose some fat?

Motivation and patience.

Yes, the bigger motivation you have the easier the process. Don’t forget, it takes time to see the result. Please don’t expect you’ll have a slender figure in just 1 month or even in 2 weeks, though it’s possible in some conditions.

What this book tells you are some recipes (which I found no interest to try one of them, it’s just not my choice to have any baked fruit or vegetable soup for snack or meals) and some French lifestyles (which I think it can’t be applied for everyone with various background, routines and culture)
I’m glad I didn’t read this book in the first place when I decided to lose some fat. It surely will upset me to see the menu here.

In fact, I didn’t eat any baked fruit or some weird vegetable soup to make me full, satisfied, happy, and slender. I eat a lot of meat and never eat vegetable (because I simply don’t like veggies). But still, I managed to lose my fat.

Conclusion, this book is absolutely for a novice or beginner. Will it lead you to a slender figure? I doubt it. The author puts too many words on unimportant aspect and totally missing the true science in getting slim. Nutrition, calories in and out, she misses it.

Save your money for another book.

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