I am afraid my blog post will be filled with my getting aged related only. Shame on myself. Hahaha... Hell yeah, turned to 29 this month. I believe that is just number since am feeling 22 inside. I will keep in mind that am always in my early 22, that's the best way to stop aging.  Am still on the road. Spent d-day worked in 10° celcius. Kudos to meself that can survive the weather. Well... What to reflects this time of the year? Nothing much but just thanking the universe for all the wonderfull journeys I am having and will have in the future.  My guy asked how do I feel, and I replied "I have no other options but to be happy. I have experiences smiling at the memory from the past and regreting that I didnt cherish the moment back then. So now I want to smile not smiled!". I want to be happy because I need it.

​ I reached the point when listen to people calling others by their race or nationality make me sick. To me it sounds superiority or else inferiority. At first I told everyone where am from just to let them know "who I am". Lot of reactions over   the statement just because they know a lot, somewhat don't know, and mayb e don't know anything at all. I decided not to brag more about how beautifull my country is, or how rich in culture we are. I let them know I am as person and not give them a chance to generelasize my people just because a single me. For your concern, that is not easy since you live in world full of prejudice. Before I steped in Australia some said Aussies are frickin racist. Once I live around that is make sense. This kanggoroo land is any etnicity melting pot. You name it you got any race you want. But, it would too much if I say all Aussies are racist, because all other people are. I work with different kind of nationalitie...

I haven't touched my keyboard for so long. It was long time ago since the last time I blog walking. How could I do that to myself? Why did I let myself take out the excitement of reading friends' blogs and focus on social media for long? I found the exicitement today after blogwalked for few minutes. This is the kind of refreshing I need: sit for hours staring at little screen of my broke-hinge laptop and smiling for the lights thoughts of my fellow. Guys, if you read this, I would like to thank you for letting me know what are those deep inside your mind. If it is not enlighting it is just good. Have a good day you all!

I thought I could overcome jelousy. The fact, it is not as easy as it seems. Just imagine, you and the other is in the same state but the other one got better treatment that you. How would you feel? That is a shitty feeling I should face. And my self esteem went downhill like hell. I am sad.  

S urat ini merupakan res pon dari pesan dari seroang Pengajar Muda yang meminta masyarakat Indonesia mengirimkan Surat Semangat untuk anak didiknya di sebuah desa di Muara Enim, Sumatera Utara. Surat sudah saya kirimkan kepada yang bersangkutan.    Halo..Halo Prawindra Putri Anzari atau yang biasa dipanggil Moo. Apa kabarkah? Masih dingin di Danau Gerak? Perkenalkan saya Efi. Saya dapat terusan pesan dari teman soal permintaan untuk mengirimkan ¨Surat Semangat¨ untuk 170 siswa tempat kamu mengajar. Saya coba-coba cari nama kamu di google dan akhirnya menemukan profil FB kamu. Kamu mungkin sudah tahu kalau aksi Surat Semangat sudah menjalar kemana-mana. Bahkan, kalau lihat dari foto yang kamu upload di FB sudah ada surat yang datang dari beberapa negara di luar negeri. Hebat sekali pesan kamu bisa menggerakan banyak orang untuk memberikan motivasi buat teman-teman di Danau Gerak. Saya pun ikut tergerak untuk mengirim surat. Tetapi bukan untuk anak-anak S...

Before leaving home, I told my friend to make a memento for our journey. We share something in common, we are leaving the country, both with different destinations and purposes. Also, we are Minang, we raised with the concept of "merantau" not literally meaning for "traveling". Mostly Minang guys will do that. Leave all things behind and start to experience something new in life. Well, they all thinks merantau is guy thing, but we, women, also want to experience that.  So, one thing led to another and we decided to take notes of the journey in order to make me smile when looking back at it. If you guys want to check please go this www.raunround.wordpress.com . It is in Bahasa Indonesia because we want to keep the culture along where ever we go, Enjoy!

We all know that the media always has their own perspective about the perfect girl/woman. But, I hope you will not get bored if I tell you how media in Indonesia always change their ideal girl/woman. For the past, maybe, 10-15 years, media in Indonesia changed the criteria of beauty several times. No matter how many times it changes, I’ve never matched their criteria. When I was 10-12 years old, there was one commercial that I still remember untill now. There were twin girls, Santi and Sinta. They were walking by the beach, but Santi didn’t feel comfortable to walk with her sister. The main reason is she is not as white as Sinta. All eyes (read: boys) are on Sinta. The commercial never mentioned wether one of their parents are darker than others. The reason Sinta has a flawless white skin is she uses whitening lotion on a daily basis. Sinta shares her secret, in four weeks people can’t tell which one is Santi or Sinta. Both girls have white skin, Santi’s confident spike u...