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I moved to Finland from Indonesia in March 2007 to join my husband. Now I'm a housewife who's enjoying her new life and trying to learn Finnish as best as she can. I love writing, reading, watching movies with my hubby, and blogging.

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Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Brothers & sisters: 11 of 50

My Brother and I My brother is two years younger than me. We are two different worlds, yet we never had a real fight. Of course when we were kids, we used to fight (you know how kids are), but even then we never had any big fights. He used to follow me everywhere when we were kids. I love the great outdoors (read: I loved go...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: How my husband makes me happy: 4 of 18

My husband makes me happy because: 1. He writes me a love message on a Post-It note almost every single day. 2. He is so gentle and loving in bed, always wanting to make me happy. 3. He is a wonderful listener. 4. He is such a tease and a funny person that makes me laugh a lot. I love his sense of humor! 5. He loves cuddling...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Self reflection: 35 of 151

Right now I'm in the middle of battle of voices within me. One voice says that I should let go of my expectations of other people. A second voice says, "But if you deem some people to be important, don't you think it's only good that you expect something from them? Because if you don't expect anything from them, that means t...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Computers: 3 of 11

Computers. Can we live without them? I don't think so. They're such an integral part of our lives these days. Everything is computerized and with a computer and an Internet connection, you can reach anyone around the world. On the other hand, how many times do we get frustrated when there's a bug in our computer system or a ...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Laughter: 2 of 7

The best kind of laughter for me is the laughter that makes you almost pee in your pants. The kind of laughter that continues to roll and roll and roll like the waves that keep on breaking on a beach. You're dead tired, yet for some reason you just can't stop laughing. It feels good and uncomfortable at the same time. You ke...
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: Femininity: 2 of 6

For me, femininity is a feeling inside me that celebrates the womanhood in me. It's the feeling of wanting to shout, "I'm LUCKY to be a woman! I LOVE being a woman! I love the curves of my body that men don't have!" The last couple of years I've felt my feminine side emerging more strongly bit by bit. Before then, I had alwa...
Relationships & Family > Friendship Issues & Advice How to keep your friends in your late 20s and early 30s: 2 of 4

I have six close friends who've been friends with me for around 11-15 years. Now one of them is in her early thirties, whereas the rest of us are in our late twenties. We're now separated worldwide. I'm in Finland, another is in Holland, another is in Germany, another is in America, and the rest live in different cities in I...
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: Remembering: 5 of 7

Remembering may bring out good or bad effects. It may be painful if what you remember is bad memories. I admire our mind's ability in protecting itself, you know? Through blogging, I've found some people who have blocked some memories of their past since they are too painful. They had experienced some kind of physical or ver...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Family stories and memories: 140 of 191

Mom and Grandma My grandma (Mom's mother) split up with grandpa as grandpa was such a jealous man and because they had kids in a row every year. Back then there was still no birth control and when birth control began to be sold, grandpa wouldn't allow grandma to have anything to do with it. Why? Because he thought grandma wo...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Afraid to love: 76 of 103

I'm stretched thin, Beaten black and blue, Thrown to the lowest part of reality check. I'm burnt raw, Hammered flat and blunt, Drowned in the ugliest part of self-pity And comparison. But at the end of the day, A little voice echoes this in my ear, "If you only love When you're loved back The way you want it, Then you only l...