Two laptops stolen!

This topic was posted in my health and beauty blog because I have taken the pictures of the products I bought in Singpore last week and saved them in my laptop. All I have to do was edit the photos.

Since this blog is about my raging emotions, so this is the right time to be furious!
Yesterday afternoon I got a call from my sister saying that we both have lost our laptops!

A stranger came to our house, talked to our maid and saying as if he really knew me and my brother in law and he was instructed by my bro-in-law to pick my laptop because he broke it and asked this guy to fix it. To make the story short, I think my maid was hypnotized by this jerk, because he swore to her that he was doing our instruction and then she was asked to stare at his eyes.
She couldn't remember what has happened and who actually pick the laptops out of the storage place.
When she then conscious, she remembered that she needed to call my bro-in-law to check the truth of his story, but the jerk has left!
She doesn't have my bro-in-law mobile number, so she called me and my sis, but somehow she couldn't get thru... And I didn't see any incoming calls from her on my screen.

He didn't take anything else beside the laptop units.
So odd.... He knew that my bro-in-law work in other town, and he usually comes home in the weekend. He knew that I'm called "bude" or auntie at home. He knew what type of my sister's laptop, the brand, and where sis keep it. My maid didn't know where my sis' laptop is!

Well, this is the second time I got robbed within 4 months. The first was on May 3, when my blackberry was stolen from my car under my nose......

It's sad because we needed the laptop to start and build our online business. We plan to resign from our jobs. My sister had taken time to save the money to buy that laptop.
And to know that a strange has been into our rooms and touched our stuffs???? Scarry!
Our privacy has been violated!
The house is the place where it should be the safest place for us and our family to live in. But look what has happened!

I only have my office laptop now and I'm not allowed to install any softwares for personal use.

To my friends, be careful out there, crime is everywhere!

All I can say is gratitude to God that the kids (my niece and nephew) are safe. We need to protect ourselves more now.

Family

This also to remind myself of my goal in life. What's the point of working hard but you don't have time to share it with your beloved ones?

F A M I L Y

I ran into a stranger as he passed by, "Oh excuse me please" was my reply.

He said, "Please excuse me too; I wasn't watching for you."

We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said goodbye.

But at home a different story is told, How we treat our loved ones, young and old.
ater that day, cooking the evening m
When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.

He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.

While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said,

"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use, but the family you love, you seem to abuse. Go and look on the kitchen floor, You'll find some flowers there by the door.

Those are the flowers he brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.
He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."

By this time, I felt very small, And now my tears began to fall.

I quietly went and knelt by his bed; "Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.

I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."

I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. I love you anyway."

I said, "Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."

FAMILY
Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.
And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more
into work than into our own family, an unwise investment indeed, don't you think?
So what is behind the story?

Do you know what the word FAMILY means?
FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU

My Father's book collection (September 03, 2007 )

My father had a huge collection of books. Although he was a doctor, his books are various. From medicinal practice to office management, from sports (martial arts especially) to photography! He had second hand English magazines about home and gardening, cooking recipes, etc.

I did my marketing class homework based on his book collection! Amazing....

He liked to hang out at Pasar Senen and Kwitang, places for old and used books. I remember when I was teenager, he took me to those places and I enjoyed searching for comics books, classic books, children books.

He's got one library on our 2nd floor, his office, and he had one on 3rd floor, in the bedroom. Mom would complain about it 'cos she felt sleeping in book store, lol. But she was right. It wasn't healthy because books collect dust.

Anyway..........All his books were moved to Medan, they weighed around 9 tons! Now I feel I need to read those books. They are interesting and good books!
Especially since I like to write and prepare websites, those can be my sources and reference.

Ummm, so sad. Regret comes afterwards.

The Corrs: Goodbye

Ini lagu mengingatkan gue pada almarhum nyokap gue. Gue gak bakal bisa mengucapkan "goodbye" kepada beliau, kepada semua memori yang gue punya dengan beliau.

I miss her so much and every moment I remember her, I will have tears down from my eyes, like right now. Mom, may you have best place with Allah in heaven.

"Goodbye"

I never thought one day you'd be gone,
away forever more
No one can say, no one could explain
why you were taken

Oh where are you now?
Could I get there somehow?

It's time to say goodbye
Block out the sun and pack up the sky
Don't let my tears start to make you cry
Each time I try to say my goodbye
Try to stop asking why

Tell me it's true, tell me there's something more
Another time for love
One day I'll know, one day I'll be there
Will you be waiting?

Oh where are you now?
Could I get there somehow?

It's time to say goodbye
Block out the sun and pack up the sky
Don't let my tears start to make you cry
Each time I try to say my goodbye
Try to stop asking why
Try to stop asking why... yeah...

Where are you now?
Could I get there somehow?

It's time to say goodbye
Block out the sun and pack up the sky
Don't let my tears start to make you cry
Each time I try to say my goodbye
Try to stop asking why, why
Try to say my goodbye