21 - ONE of Your Favorite Shows

Yes. After a year of halt, I decided to continue the 30 days challenge, skipping day 20 cos the question is too boring ("How important do you think education is." Quick answer: It doesn't guarantee you a lot of money and a happy life. But it does give you certain head start I guess. 6/10.)

Now, choosing one out of the tons of shows that I watch is tough!!

There's Sherlock for its plot and impeccable presentation and Benedict Cumberbatch.
There's The Mentalist, mainly for its plot.
There's ANTM with their skinny set of legs and beautiful shots.
There's Running Man because it's Running Man.

But I'm currently marathon-ing HIMYM so let's just talk about that.

HIMYM stands for How I Met Your Mother, and it's a sitcom about how Ted, perceivably the main character, finds his wife. It takes him 9 seasons to do so, and according to my brother, it ends tragically.

But for the most parts, it's pretty entertaining. And it's pretty REAL.

Relationships are messy, feelings are messy. There are break-ups, confusions, flings.. Sometimes you think you like someone but you actually don't, sometimes the 2 main characters who were supposed to end together doesn't (reminds me of Sally and Ko Rendy), feelings change, people change, life changes.. It's relatable and light and I like it!

Fave character? Barney!
Fave relationship? Barney x Robin!

Well I'm only up to season two so maybe opinions will change.

See you tomorrow!

Life thinks it's humorous.

Q broke my heart last year. R was a loyal listening ear.
R broke my heart this year. Q cheered me up!

(Well maybe heartbreak is an excessive term to use, it's not like we got together or anything. I'm sure a lot of broken couples had it worse. But it's that period where you are just sad that things didn't work out. Just feeling.. down.)

Life works in funny ways. Or perhaps the credit goes to God. It's funny how the guy who could inflict so much sadness last year would cause so much happiness today. I can almost see the humor in it. It's  funny when you think about it.

And please. I don't get my heart broken so easily. Out of 4 years of blogging rarely do I ever write about the topic!

These are the only two guys whom I've given serious thought about since I broke up with le ex 6 years ago. The only two men whom I had consciously allowed the possibility to hurt me.

But yeah. I Thank God for today. I had a lot of laughs and he cheered me up a lot. Maybe without even noticing it.

Today reminded me why I fell for him last year.
Reminded me how we used to click so much.
Reminded me that I got over him eventually.

Which tells me that this too shall pass. God is still great and He still loves me.

Any regrets? None! 

All is so good!

When it breaks.

I'm gonna try to define what heartbreak is like for you.

It's that moment when you decide that you trust someone enough to give a piece of your heart to.

It's when you open the gates a bit, lower the bridge for a while, let the guards down for a little, so that they can squeeze in and find themselves in that space you've created for them. If they behave well, you might just give them a stool to sit on. Or maybe a comfy couch. With some wi-fi near by. It depends.

It's when you decide that you're gonna be vulnerable enough, granting them a certain permission to affect you, lending them a pen to write on your book, trusting them with a piece of yourself.

Heartbreak.
Is when that piece breaks.

Sure, there are a few who would intentionally do it.

But there are also some well meaning humans who would just unintentionally mistreat your piece, simply because they're humans.

It might be too rough for their comfort. 
It might be too high maintenance for their liking. 
It might be too frail. 
Or, it might simply slip off their hands and shatters.

I guess we can't escape it.

The ideal situation is after we give our hearts to Jesus, they are kept in a high security glass box. No interaction. No one inside. No access. Safe.

But apparently God puts us here, with 6 billion others, where friction is unavoidable, and a few fractures here and there are simply expected.

The only difference is that He's got us covered in the case the unfortunate happens. It's like an ultimate insurance.

If your heart is broken, you’ll find GOD right there; if you’re kicked in the gut, he’ll help you catch your breath. - Psalm 34:18 MSG

So in the unlikely event where your heart breaks, He gives you the ultimate remedy:
Himself.

He whose commands calmed the storms. 
He who walks on raging waters. 
He whose touch cleansed the lepers. 
He whose smile draws kids nearby. 
He whose words brought the dead back to life.

He whose love for you nailed Him to the cross.

If your heart is broken, you'll find THIS kind of God, waiting there.

And truthfully, who else would you rather find? Your heart is in good hands now :)

Mine is too.

So good night peeps. Good night!

Of God

You know, there are things which you know are just "of God".

When you want something so bad and everything looks promising, and yet it somehow didn't happen. It's "of God".

Or. When you just want to throw it all away, yet somehow it comes back running and you're glad it did. It's "of God". 

I've experienced one. Will the other one follow along?

Ramdon.

Do you ever feel tired after crying?

It's weird right. It's theoretically just a few drops of body fluid falling of your eyeballs. Yet, it seems to drain all your energy. Your heart beats faster, your breath becomes shorter, your facial muscles shrinks and swells up afterwards, it's like exercise! 

Well, the thought just suddenly popped in my head. I should google this afterwards. We continue learning after school right.

***

I came to realize that sunlight does good stuff to your mind. What seemed to be so severe the night before doesn't seem to be a big deal at all in the morning. Which goes to show that I really need to sleep now. Get the night over and done with and just be in the light sooner.

Am I having a frikkin PMS?

Good night.

New blog!!

Helllllo Readers!

It's been over lifetimes since I've last written here. That's what working does to you I guess. It used to take me hours to write a substantial post, and I don't have that kind of time while working.

So I'm kinda here to kinda announce that I kinda have a new blog! Lol

It's here at brimlyke.tumblr.com so go ahead and check it out! :D

Looks something like this :D


Blogger will still be up. Stuffs here will be a lot more personal.

Tumblr will be more focused on my illustrations. Each post will be accompanied by an illustration, whether it's related to what's written or not :D

Why Tumblr? Simply cos the layout is better. Blogger's design sucks #sorrynotsorry.

***

I'm currently taking a 3 weeks break in Surabaya.

Seeing my 2 little siblings brings me more joy than anything else. They grow up too fast. I grow up too fast.

I've been soaking myself in all the chillies I can find.

See this goodness? SEE IT? 

Life is good and slow here. There's Bryan and his oblivion towards the universe, Aiko and all her drama, my mom with all her grown up drama, and dad with his constant unsatisfied nagging.

But this is home as I know it. And I'm in it :)

In the present.

We're living in the NOW.

He's present NOW.

We're blessed NOW.

In a significantly unclear future, His promises are at work, now.

Towards becoming sharper.

So. I've been working for over 8 months now.

I was hired as a designer, and so I designed.

And well, lately, a hiccup seems to be surfacing.


In the beginning, it was all a few simple careless mistakes.

1. Typo Error

Re-reading a whole menu or poster or whatever seemed tedious, and I chose to trust that I had typed whatever I needed to type correctly. I type all the time. I shouldn't make a typo mistake, agreed? (Wise men would shake their heads) And in the occasion where I just needed to copy-paste what my superior wrote, then it would be her fault and not mine. I am not to blame.

Then I learned that it doesn't work that way. It was selfish and as an employee, I should take interest in my employer's well being. A typo error will reflect towards the whole company, and I am part of that company. And I make more mistakes than her anyway so eventually I'll get blamed for something else if not the typo. My superior is an almost spotless employee.

And so I learned to take the time to proof-read. Read and reread and reread. And it seems that typo errors are getting lesser so that's good.


2. Details

Now. EDms, posters, flyers, FB posts, menus, and whatever collaterals has different needs. Who reads it, where it will be placed, and other considerations plays a part in what details need to be included. For example, if a poster is placed in the outlet itself, no address is required while the website, email, FB, and a few other details are still needed. If it's an FB post, then the FB link is not needed, whereas the other details are still necessary.

This takes common sense and a little getting used to. I've wrote it down in my notebook, but sometimes work just floods in and mistakes are still made. But with experience, I think I'm getting the hang of this too.

Well actually, I just mentioned the core of the problem right there.


3. Common Sense

I don't know if common sense and experience are related, but if they are, then I am not learning fast enough. If they are not then God be gracious, I need some brains.

I don't often question why things are the way they are, and just do what I'm told to do. And lately that has been causing problems. Things that could get done in one go in the end took two or three goes just because it 'slipped my mind' in the first go. It's just not efficient, and it's showing a slow improvement.

It's not a matter of checking and rechecking. It just didn't occur to me that I need to check that particular stuff. Or about ticking a to-do list. It wasn't in the to-do list in the first place. I thought I've done it all when in fact I haven't. I can't do what I don't think needs to be done.

A way simplified example to the kind of carelessness I perform:

I'm doing a 2 part math test. Question reads:

i. ( 2 + 3 ) x 5= (a)____.

[the second part of the test is in the other side of the paper.]
ii. (a) : 5 + 6 = (b)____.

I fill in (a) with a "25" and (b) with a "11".

Now, the teacher realizes that she had made changes on the master copy and forgot to reflect it on the student's copy, and so in the middle of the test, she announces to the students that they need to change the number "2" in the first question to the number "4". And so the question becomes:

i. ( 4 + 3 ) x 5= (a)____.

[the second part of the test still in the other side.]
ii. (a) : 5 + 6 = (b)____.

So I made my changes, and therefore change (a) to 35. But because question (ii) was on the other side of the paper, I don't see it and I simply forget that question (ii) exists and therefore do not make any changes to answer (b). It just slipped my mind.

Now, forgetting that (ii) existed, I thought I've finished my test perfectly, when in fact I didn't at all. And no matter how many times I've checked my answers, it was still correct in my perception because I was only checking question (i), completely neglecting question (ii) which was invisible in the other side.

You might be thinking, "but that's such a simple mistake it's stupid!".
Well, come give me a high-5. We share the same thought. The difference is that I think that of myself.

There are other cases but they are all basically of the same cause. It's almost like my brain is not sharp enough. I've taken notes and stuck post-its on my imac and whatever, but I still hear my superior saying, "I've told you before...."

I'm just disappointed in myself.

***

Now, this is the perfect time for me to practice looking to The Lord instead of myself. Being God-conscious instead of self-occupied.

Thank God I've lost all hope in myself a long time ago, so it's fairly easy for me to accept the idea of "not striving" and letting God. It's not that I'm trying to escape from what seems to be my responsibility to be better. It's just that I've learnt that my effort can only take me so far, and after 23 years of living, I often disappoint myself, while God doesn't.

I want to be better, and my way of achieving that is "‘Not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit,’ saith the Lord of hosts." (Zechariah 4:6)

The Bible's solutions are often illogical.

When I confided in Ci Joan, her answer was, "bless your brain!" and yes, I'm at that point in my Christian walk where I can accept that fully as the best solution.

1 Corinthians 2:16 states that "we have the mind of Christ," and I believe it. So, I'll keep on proclaiming that promise until I see results. I believe Christ's mind is as sharp as Cyclop's laser, and as fast as Sonic the Hedgehog (is this an insult?). Well, even a fraction of that will help me now.

This will be a journey for me, and I'm inviting you readers into it. I'll post updates on my journey to becoming.. smarter. Hope tomorrow will be a better day in the office.

Good night! My pillows are being very seductive and they need them cuddles.

Bye!

For all you kind people.

MY BIRTHDAY IS COMING VERY SOON!

MAY 9!! Remember the date!!

And JUST IN CASE any of you wants to get me a little sumthin sumthin *smiles*, here's a little guide so your money wouldn't be wasted in vain!

Am I being shameless now?  Well, a girl can dream.

1. Anything about the universe, I'd like. 
Books, documentaries, magazines.. Love!
For days, I've spent my time watching documentaries and really, the universe God's created is pretty darn amazing.

2. Any book by Max Lucado.
He's awesome. The way he strings sentences is pure anointing.

3. Any illustration book. 
But there's a possibility that I might have it already. That's a bit risky.

4. Any book, basically. 
I'd be happy to read a secondhand sci-fi novel (with some sort of romance inside, please) or Albert Einstein's bio.

5. A movie appointment.
I'd love to celebrate my birthday watching movies with you. Well not on the actual day, but a movie date dedicated to celebrating my birthday would be super fine. And a dinner or desserts and a little chit chat afterwards.

6. If apple has any promos, I'd like that.
Planning on a new laptop or imac.

7. An off day for the day and the day before. 
Well I know this one can only be granted by my boss. But no harm wishing.

8. Note to self: wouldn't it be awesome to spend the night in a hotel? Me myself and I and a hot tub? Shall start saving.

9. A letter would be heart-warming :)
I love reading letters and it's so rare to receive any these days. Compared to flowers that withers away and dies thus becoming rubbish in my room, letters I will keep forever.

10. A picnic on top of a building!
That would be fun.

11. Any study book by Timothy Keller.

12. Being in Surabaya, somehow.
This is near impossible but still.

13. Do keep clear of (again,) flowers, and dolls.
Flowers will end in the dustbin after about 2 weeks or so, and dolls will end up being owned by someone else.

14. Prayers!
I might not know that you've taken your time to pray for me, but Daddy hears it and I truly believe your prayers makes changes in my life. So I'm always thankful for that!


So my shamelessness ends here. Good night good people!

Have a good Monday tomorrow!

Announcements, kinda.

Hello everyone!

I've studied design for 4 years, and have been working for over 6 months now, and I have come to the realization that drawing is still my first love.

So I've decided to be a bit more serious with this, and so, have created a soon-to-be website!

At the moment, you can check it out here at cargocollective.com/kmbrlyo :)

I've bought my domain, hoping I'll use it soon.

I've also created a tumblr page to kinda post what goes in my head behind creating each piece, which you can check out and follow here: kmbrlyo.tumblr.com
I know I can do that in this blog too. But tumblr has cooler layouts. So.

A separate instagram account for illustration stuff at @kmbrlyo

And an inactive-so-far facebook page under the name of Kmbrly O.


This is a little dream I have. Do drop by and interact and show some love! Your support would mean a whole lot to me :)

And before everything, thank you. *an elegant bow down*


Phew!
Now that that's out there, HAPPY GOOD FRIDAY EVERYONE!!

I'm having a great time lazing off at home, and very ready to embark on a good long weekend ahead!

Enjoy your weekends!

Tryin'

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You and the ant.



Picture this scene.

You are walking on an empty roadside when you suddenly feel a tiny stinging pinch on your left foot.

You take a look and see a red ant slowly crawling away. The ant that just bit you. You did nothing wrong and it just bit you. Mean ant.

You keep on walking.

Slowly, from afar, you hear the growing sound of a car nearing. You are walking on the roadside so you know you are safe.

Suddenly, the ant crosses your mind.

You turn around and take a look, and there it is, smack dab in the middle of the road, crawling slower than Jupiter orbiting the sun.

Your gaze went back to the car. It shows no sign of slowing down.

As certain as elementary maths, it's gonna crush the ant.

Its head is gonna splat open and all its body fluid splashing out, painting the cold hard asphalt. A few of its legs might get stuck on the tires, taking them with the car wherever it may go.

Suddenly, this overwhelming feeling of compassion fills you. Poor thing! How do I save it? Its wife might be waiting underground. Should I grab it, take it with me and run across? No, there's no time!

You can't think anymore. Empathy overwhelms you, and ignoring logic, you jump in front of the car in the effort to stop it.

The driver sees you. He tried to hit the brake but it was way too late. The car hits you in full force and you were flung a few meters ahead. The car stops eventually, the driver ran to your aid and tried calling the ambulance with his phone.

Everything is a blur. Time passes by very slowly. You feel your consciousness calmly leaving you. Your whole body is hurting. Bad. Probably a couple of broken bones. Can't move our legs. Perhaps another broken bone there. From the corner of your eye, you saw your own blood leaking from your head, your nose, your ears.. Forming a pool of blood around you.

Then, right there next to your growing pool of blood, you see the ant, still crawling slowly trying to cross the road.

It doesn't even stop to find out what just happened. All the loud noises of the bangs and crashes, bodies flying around, screeching sound of the tires.. No cares given. It is just minding its own business, completely oblivious towards the sacrifice you just made to save its life.

So there the ant goes. The ant that just bit you. It's perfectly healthy while you are laying there, dying.

By the time you vaguely hear the siren of the ambulance, your lungs give up. You breathed out your last breath.



*end*



Lol okay I know the story makes no sense. Whoever on earth with a sane mind would do that, right? I for sure will not!

Yet, that story doesn't even scratch the surface of the reality of how God died for us, mere men.

What men has ever done was hurt God. For thousands of years, breaking God's heart over and over again. But yet, Romans 5:6, 8 says, "You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly.. ..But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us."

God find it the right time to die for us while we were still at our worst: knowing nothing about God, wanting nothing to do with God, being God's complete enemy.. Apparently that's when God found it to be the right time to die for us.

It shows that men did nothing to move God. God moves because of Himself and who He is.
It shows that His love has nothing to do with how we perform. We don't persuade God to move. It doesn't work that way. It has never been a reward. Salvation is an act of love!

Jesus died, knowing fully that a good portion of the ones He died for will still reject Him, or be completely oblivious to what He has done. And yet, He still went to the cross.

Even if you are the only ant left in the world, He would still jump in front of that car.

And using the analogy of a human and an ant to show how big God is and how small we are still doesn't cut it. It's pretty far off. Even the story itself lacks in various areas. He didn't die helplessly like you did in the story. He willingly gave up His life. The nails didn't keep him on the cross. Love did!

And most of all, you died in the story. He rose again.

With God, it's a story with a happy ending!

The bizarreness of a human dying for an ant might help you a little in seeing the magnitude of what God did for us on the cross. This revelation helped me to understand that a little better. I hope it does to you as well!

Good night! :)

EPIC.

A quick update on an emotional roller coaster of a day.

Story 1.

So me and Ghon were scheduled to lead worship at 180 Teens, which is basically the teens ministry of our church.

The song sequence was:
1. Savior King (Me)
2. One Day (Ghon)
3. Salvation is Here (Me)
4. You (Me)
5. This is Our God (Ghon)

So song number 1 and 2 rolled without any problem. Ghon ended One Day nicely.

Then, it was my turn to start leading Salvation is Here.

So the musician played the intro and it was all good.

The verse was coming in 3.. 2.. 1..

..And I sang the verse of One Day.

Instead of Salvation is Here.

All the singers and musician and the rest of humanity was pretty surprised I guess. Moreover, I sang it super confidently and it took a few seconds for me to realize I was singing the wrong song. I was wondering why I wasn't hearing a smooth melody of words.

So anyway. I apologized frantically while a few of them were laughing, and we started over.

End of Story 1.


Story 2.

After the service, I Whatsapped one of my leaders telling what just happened (story 1).

Then, I felt the urge to go to the toilet. So while Whatsapping, I made my way to the nearest toilet.

According to my subconscious memory, the female toilet on that particular mall was on the left. So I turned left.

Then I realized the alignment of the washbasin was a tad different.

So I looked up, off my iPhone screen..

..And saw half a dozen of men looking back at me.

*dramatic silence*

I apologized frantically again and fled the scene. What else can I do.

End of Story 2.


Conclusion.

Well there are no moral values to these stories. I just wanted myself to remember it. Such an epic day.

So, I'm gonna sleep now. See you all soon!

Babay!

Labels!

Was just arranging my posts. Turns out Blogger has this thing called "Label", which was somehow workable into creating this post-categorizing thing.

Which kinda helps I guess.. It separates my posts for my readers. My faithful (plus minus sign) 30 readers who somehow kept reading the posts I did not share. Thank you so much!

I haven't been writing a lot since I started working. But the passion is coming back, so I do hope I'll be writing more. There's a lot of stuff in my head.

It seems that my life is starting to stir up.

I got my first freelance job as an Illustrator just out of nowhere (thanks Vina!) and I really enjoyed it!

Working on my website, which sadly still has no content in it since I haven't been drawing much for 4 years.

Planning to join this award thing with my friends. Hope that works out.

That door seems to be creaking open just a bit.

And no romance whatsoever.

Now, I really really want a caucasian partner. If I do not manage to get one, I think I'll be wondering for the rest of my life how dating a caucasian would be like. So Daddy please PLEASE, make my other half a caucasian. Either that or Jeremy Lin (yes still in deep love with him).

So good night good people! See you!

IMPROVE DESIGN

Is there any way to improve the design of Blogger? Cos honestly it sucks, which is a little disappointing knowing that Google backs this platform up.

If there isn't, I am seriously considering of moving to Wordpress :/