Atlanta, Georgia, United States
my hometown. love.
The best and my favorite guilty pleasure.. Starbucks Green Tea Frappucino with no whip cream :)
Heel over head
For some reason, every time I listened to Beddingfield’s song I always picture myself dancing with my future husband at our wedding with our family and close friends joining us. Yes, this song will be playing and we will be dancing to this song at my wedding :)
This mixed feeling I have about you is driving me insane. And somehow, from the bottom of my heart, I feel that you are my one. Crazy. I hope this time I’m right, I have high hope of you and me.
The time difference between us sometimes does take a toll on me. I would do anything just to see you right now and hear you say that you miss me in person. You always seem to surprise me by calling me in times where I wasn’t expected phone calls from you. Is it you I’ve been looking for all these time dear?
I wanna settle down and I’m ready to settle down. Being with many was fun, but this time I wanna be with one. I want an American wedding, one where my daddy will walk me down the aisle.. One where I will dance with my daddy and husband’s daddy.. One where my husband will dance with my mommie and his.. One where my bestfriends will fly halfway around the world just to see me wed.. And one where close family and friends will join us for the holy matrimony and dancing.
I picture my wedding to be simple and intimate, only the privilege gets to come and be invited. I’m not too fond of Indonesian wedding with many people and hectic (using traditional clothes). Blah. Anyhow, I’m praying and hoping for the best. I know that God has everything planned out for me (he never let me down), including why he’s in my life right now. I hope this is a good sign.
Disasterous
So I tried making the traditional indonesia fish cakes without any fishes, only with starch.. Guess what??
EPIC FAIL!
So dumbbb..
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I’ve cried, I’ve smiled, and I’ve laughed watching this video..
I love you Cantika
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United States of America
uncontrollable ramblings: the altace clan
My family does not only consists of a mother, a father, and an older sister but it also consists of seven [yes seven] dogs. They have a completely separate family name than that of my family. Their family name is Altace which was 2 latin words I took and combined together and it happened to sound…
I care..
So, today marks the five years I’ve stepped my feet back in my birth country. I still feel awkward after all these time, weird but true.
I still remember sitting in the car, from airport to what was then my cousin’s house, and just gazed out the window at the trash, motorcycles, bajaj, and other cars all in one street. I remember thinking what a disgusting country I’m going to live in. I hate it. I hate everything about Indonesia.
That’s not all.. Also I hate the food here, everything tasted weird and blah. Mind you, I ate some darn good food while living in the USA. Everything was real, affordable, and even better.. So damn delicious. Anyhow, I refuse to eat a lot of the Indonesian food in the beginning which cause me to lose some drastic weight. Even so, I started growing pimples.. Lots of them, it was a real nightmare! Ugh. See how much I hated this place then?
Little by little I’ve tried to adjust to the culture shock. And up until this day, I can say that I have not accepted the Indonesian culture 100%.. I still hold some of my American’s beliefs. Somehow, for me people living in this country and hold to the Eastern culture are sometimes a hypocrite. They can say one thing and do another thing. While us with the western culture beliefs, we tend to say one thing and do the same one thing that we said.. And we don’t give a flip on what others say.
Anyhow, even though I’m still adjusting to my “new” life here.. There’s still a huge part of me “left behind”. I left my heart, my friends and bestfriends, my car, my apartment, my dream school, my life, and everything else in between behind in the States. I hope one day I will fly back to my hometown with my sister.. Norcross, Atlanta, Georgia.. And retrieve some of what I left behind; I miss everything about Atlanta, Georgia.
I am proud to be an American, I was proud to be an American, and I will always be proud to be an American. :D
Ps- see cantika, I care :p
