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Christmas Is Simplicity. Simplicity Is Christmas.


I have traveled to countries and witnessed many lives and thoughts from different perspectives about what Christmas is all about. From people who definitely don’t understand at all, people who only follow others, people who have been doing Christmas celebration time to time, until the people who definitely understand and live the meaning of Christmas

The Worst Of Me


I was looking for an idea by looking for something to read while I was reading my old notes. The notes made when I lived in The Land Of Elephant. As usual, I always impressed with myself, impressed because I never thought I could write notes like those notes. When the first time I arrived

Do You Consider Yourself Still Have Hope?


Hope is a key to everything. If you can look at the sunset and smile or if you can find beauty in the colors of a small flower. If you can find pleasure in the movement of a butterfly, then you still have hope. If the smile of a child can still warm your heart

It Is About Making Ideas Happen From Random Musings


I used to write about random things that came into my mind. It usually followed random conversations or situations I had experienced. That is why most of my posts were about my musings or thoughts. I called it making ideas happen from random musings. Yesterday was my birthday, I spent a bit of my time to

Let The Sun Shines Upon Us In This Bright Day


No matter how much planning and preparations you do, something will not turn out the way you wanted it to be. Yet, even when those inevitable disappointments do indeed come, you can adjust and make the very most of it. When it feels hot, but just let the sun shines upon us in this bright day.

That was awesome and really impressive!


Do you know that kids like to receive complimentary? Like a lot of compliments. There was a 2 year old girl I’ve spent with for almost a year. One day, we went to the swimming pool as I treated for her good behavior. On our way to the swimming pool, she suddenly ran like she

Dying to self


Some people told me that this picture didn’t have a meaning. As for me, this picture tells a lot of stories. If you look it randomly you wouldn’t see anything but if you look closer you probably see men at the end of the corner. Then I remember a note I read somewhere called dying

GOSH

GOSH

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