"Even bears sleep only for 10 hours, Kak."

This is Ramadhan, the holiest month, and yes, the sleepiest month. I am not good at keeping my biological time during this fasting month. Either I sleep too much, or too little. It gets worst because this year, I am employed. I cannot wake-up at 10 am like I did for 5 years in college, hahaha. So most of my days at the office, I feel very sleepy, especially from 2 to 3 pm.

Weekends (means, Saturday and Sunday night) are the only time I can sleep the whole days. I go to bed quite late (after midnight), wake for sahur, and sleep until noon. On Saturday nights, I spent 12 hours of sleep. Hahhahahahaha...

Just hours ago, I talked about this with Ari, my little brother. He knows I refer myself as a bear that loves to hibernate during this month. But then he said nothing better than this. "Even bears sleep only for 10 hours, Kak."

And I thought that hillarious!

"You have to know when to quit!"

"You have to know when to quit." Uncle told me only a couple of hours after I actually quit something in front of him.

"I did quit!" I yelled (in a nice way, of course, he's everyone's uncle anyway, hahaha) just to make sure he remembered what had happened earlier.

"Yes, I know, and I'm very happy you did that finally!" He seemed so relieve.

Watching the odd conversation between me and uncle, Y smiled and said nothing.

Here's the thing.. After 6 months, I finally quit from this uncertain situation. I wanted them to know that I deserve something much better and I wouldn't let my self being used like this anymore. I did it in the name of professionalism and integrity, and though it seems a little bit too late, I'm proud of it.

Thanks to Y, the one who had foreseen it since the very beginning, who spilled every single nasty thing about it and who woke me up from this awful condition, the one who wanted to bite me (literally) because I was too stubborn, hahahaha.

"What more can you be than the things they say you've been"

It's early in the morning. The sky's gray and rain drops kept falling gently. The air was too cold but here I felt the warmth from each one of us. We're laughing over inside jokes and it felt so good to have a good laugh until we hurt our stomach. Uncle then started to play his morning play list. But this morning, he had a slightly different play list. This was the order..

1. Seal - Love's Divine
2. Simply Red - Say You Love Me
3. Judy Garland - Somewhere Over The Rainbow

I love Seal's Love's Divine and the fact that both the music and lyrics literally are divine. And then along came Simply Red's Say You Love Me. No doubt, that is one of my ultimate favorite songs. But how come I got the meaning of the song just now?

I've been around so many times
That the world's turning in my mind
What do I think of it?
Oh it's so so
What more can you be than the things they say you've been...

So, isn't IT the most obvious yet vague thing?

You decide, ^^v

"If I were you"

We failed to understand someone else's duties, tasks, responsibilities, whatever they are. We failed. We tend to belittle and underestimate someone else's job, just because we don't really understand what someone else is dealing with. Having said that, I think it's time to let them, let ourselves to try to understand our different tasks, different responsibilities, and learn to respect our jobs.

Have you ever felt like you really want to yell to those who underestimate your job, to put your shoes on them, just to let them know how hard, for example, it is to make a headline?

Being a copywriter, being somebody who writes and make lines, is really not easy. Anybody would easily say, "oh, she just writes. It's an easy peasy thing to do. I can do the same thing too." But the fact is, it's not that easy. Though I love being a copy writer and an author, it's not a job to belittled.

I respect my designers. I am very proud of them. Their skills and their passions to design. Why? Because I don't have such skills and passion. I wasn't born as a designer. I was born as a writer.

So why can't those people (not my designers, I love you, designers, hehehe), respect me as a copy writer? Respect my skills and passion? Why?

How about trying on my shoes?

If I were you, what would you do?

Today's line

Okay, I have this new idea to push me to write more creatively. Having done one post of 100 Words to Describe, I got new idea to make posts under the label of "Today's line".

The posts will be written based on the most memorable and inspiring line of the day that I heard from somebody else, or might be told by myself. And the rest will be the story behind the line.

Today's line will be the highlight of my day.