Purrrr.. :3

I love cats so much. That’s one of my reasons why I named this blog “Kool Kat”. Now in my house, I take care of two cats. My mom named them Ndut (which means “chubby”) and Menthil (which means “tiny”). She’s got that idea from their bodies that are really chubby and tiny. The names are not bad, I think. But, hey, I could give much sweeter name, mom! :D

Here they are. Menthil  (her eyes closed) is on the left, Ndut is on the right.

Did they think I would bring them to Bali? hahaha

again: Ndut's sleeping in mom's bag.

what kind of bag don't you like, Ndut?

I never stop smiling and laughing when I watched them. Such a mood booster for me :) Good news, Ndut is pregnant at this time, so I just can’t wait her baby-birth, hope she would have 5 kittens. Oh, they must be so cute… As Menthil is female too, I do wish baby from her. I want black-grey kitten, not brown again! Their mom is brown, just like them, because their dad is brown, too. :/

Ndut & menthil when they were kittens, with their mom, Upik.

Hey, I got to go. Ndut is constantly meowing at me. Which means, she wants me to feed her, or to sleep beside her. FYI, her meows are not like this: “Meow, meow”, it sounds like, “ngraong… purr..purr.” How cute.. :*

Thanks for reading! :) TTYL

Xoxo,

Agni

Real Friend?

I couldn’t sleep last night. I wonder who would be the first saying happy birthday to me. I was waiting until 00.25 am, then I got myself fall asleep. 

My mom woke me up to have sahur (meal before fasting in Ramadan), it was 03.00 am, hoahm… I yawn many times, and want to sleep again, but what about my fasting tomorrow? Would I be strong to fast without sahur? I think no, that was the first fasting this Ramadan. So, I decided to go downstairs to have meal with my family, lazily. As I said in my previous post, the government fixes on Ramadan would begin tomorrow, not today. The decision was an agreement of many Islam organizations in the country on the Itsbat meeting yesterday, minus Muhammadiyah and some of small Islam organizations. It is predicted that most of people in the country go along the government. It means, there are only few people who start fasting today. My family is one of those people.

Though I was still sleepy, and kinda bored, because no national TV channels broadcast Ramadan program, they would do it tomorrow, I guess, waiting for more people have sahur to get much more income from commercial breaks. I somewhat felt so excited to welcome Ramadan. I am grateful to see this Ramadan again, after the last year I was praying and wishing to be in Ramadan this year. FYI, I’m actually not a religious person, but I don’t know, if I could wish more, I wanted every month in a year is Ramadan. It brings happiness out of me.

Not to forget that today is my birthday, I checked my phone and found a message from my boyfriend, saying happy birthday, that’s sweet… He was the first. :)

I checked my facebook’s wall, there was ZERO wall post about my birthday. I had over 4,000 friends, but no one cares of me. :’(

Those who say happy birthday to me, to all of you in facebook didn’t mean that they really care about you. They just know our birthdays from calendar events in facebook. That calendar events show whose birthdays today, tomorrow, the next days. The people didn’t even know just when our birthdays are. They sometimes didn’t know about us. Just post to everyone’s wall randomly.

I knew that reality, because in a couple of days before, I changed my facebook’s privacy setting: Settings-Privacy-Edit Settings “Sharing on Facebook”-Things I Share: Birthday- Only me. The result is my name would never appear in the calendar events. Therefore, no one post on my wall to wish happy birthday.

Last years, my birthday was still shown in calendar events, so it was like all of my friends posted on my wall that I couldn’t thank them one by one. It was nice, but fake.

I love having many friends. But friends who know me at all, who share in my ups and downs, who care of me. I would rather have one friend, but she is true to me than have a million friends, but they didn’t even care of me. :’)

me (in white) and eva, my bff (in pink) :)

This morning, my mom kissed and hugged me, saying happy birthday. So did my dad and my lil bro. I got some happy birthday messages in my cell phone, too from some of my friends. Thank you so much… :’) I LOVE YOU ALL.

love to love them: me, lil bro, n mom

For you, readers, I thank you for your kindness, reading this boring blog. I owe you. I love you. <3 Feel free to comment me and everything in this blog. :)

Happy Fasting!

Xoxo,

Agni     

Wish Wish Wish

My birthday is coming up real soon! Well, I am not really excited, actually. That day was just the same like the other day. Nothing special. When I was a kid, I used to celebrate my birthday by throwing a party every year. As time goes by, there is no longer party, and my parents even didn’t give me surprises. They would give me presents, only if I ask them.

This year, I am not wishing anything from anyone. My parents, my lil bro, my friends, and… my boyfriend are the greatest present given by Allah for me. I am soooo grateful to receive that present. That’s more than enough to make me happy. Happy family, good friends, perfect boyfriend, who’s gonna refuse?

Before I forgot, I’d tell you a little bit about my boyfriend. He is Fian, one year younger than me, but don’t you think that he is childish. No, he is not! I am! :P he never got angry, never shouted at me, never got me wrong, he is absolutely mature at all. We’ve been 5th monthversary, it could be said “long last” for me reminding that in the previous relationship, I just could stand 3 months long. Hahaha. It depends on my boyfriend, I guess. If my boyfriend were extremely patient, then our relationship must be very strong. Because, err, you know, I am bad-tempered. :x hehehe

Back to the point, I think, presents or gifts aren’t necessary now. If there’s anyone who wants to give me, it’s not that I am not happy, no! I’d thank you so much. I knew that might be the signs that you love me. :) I love you, too. But, pray for my successful (both in this world and the afterlife), my health, my long life, my happy life, my long lasting relationship, etc are just everything I want. I believe the more people pray for me, the better God would answer them.

The older I am, I realized that my life is shorter. My chances to make my dreams come true are decreased. From now on, I must be serious to pursue my dreams. Ok, I promise. No more fooling around. Just serious. S-E-R-I-O-U-S. I would put my college over everything. I wouldn’t think about marriage before I make my dreams happen. (Definitely, the other reason is that I am still afraid to face my parents-in-law, too. Hahaha) and I’m too young to speak about marriage and stuffs. Oh Gee, I’m just 18 now!

Thanks for reading :)

Xoxo,

Agni

PS. The government had confused me on when Ramadan month would begin. They arranged an Isbat meeting with a great number of Islam organizations to decide whether tomorrow we will start to fast or not, and they said the 1st Ramadan is the day after tomorrow. Yet one of the biggest Islam organizations in the country, Muhammadiyah didn’t agree with government. Oh, the result is they’re different. I choose to fast tomorrow, and I should’ve prayed Tarawih by tonight, but, you know what? There’s no mosque to pray Tarawih in. They followed the government! urghhhh… :@ I would still fast tomorrow!

So Sorry to Come Late

Hello, everyone! 

Well, this is my first post in this blog. I’m 17 now. I guess it’s been too late for me to have my first blog in this old age. But I don’t forget to one statement: “Better late than never”. Hope I would survive writing and post to this blog. Look forward to reading my next writing!
 

Have a nice day. :)  

xoxo,
 

Agni