Archive for September, 2012

Mi Scappa La Pipì

Posted: September 29, 2012 in story over coffee

I would like to have a little celebration of my thesis. No I am not finished yet, but this week, is the week where I “hunt over” the new professor to continue my thesis. The previous one was not capable for the theme I have chosen and he referred me to other professor. So my thesis was on quite long delay for the summer break and the changing of professor. And I was quite anxious for this.

But anyway to make it short, the new professor agreed to be my supervisor and gives a big help on my thesis progress,  despite of his mobility, we both agree upon the schedules that we have to fill due to this process. So this weekend, I just want to enjoy my free time before I start again on my writings.

Then, it was the afternoon where I had my coffee and browsing to some music, and had a good laugh on some children’s songs when then I stuck my eyes on the title of one song which is very familiar for me. I clicked on it and here I go, singing that song heartily and remember most of the lyric but the difference is that now I understand the lyric fully. I laughed til my eyes watery. The song was Mi Scappa La Pipì.

Here is the story, when I was a little my daddy brought me home a cassette (yes I was the kid in cassette era), there were about 15-20 children’s songs from all over the world. One that stucked in my ears for a long time is this song “Mi Scappa La Pipì” , but I didn’t understand the meaning nor my dad, but I remember we sang it heartily and always laughed about it. Now, I am in the country where this song came, and I stunned my self for I found myself humming this song and understand it. I suddenly miss my dad and being grateful for having such a beautiful childhood with him and with all the songs we sang together (even we didn’t understand the meaning).

So I put the song, in case you have the same childhood song,  or you can also put your childhood song recalling the nostalgia :). Enjoy .. 

Con i nostri chiar di luna
Quando al cinema si va
Il bambino mio fa festa
E un po’ anche il suo papà
Ma nel buio sul più bello
Lui ti dice così

Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì papà
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì papà
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì papà
Non ne posso proprio più io la faccio qui

Invitati a un matrimonio
Eleganti siamo qua
Io mia moglie ed il bambino
Con gli sposi sempre là
Ma allo scambio dell’anello
Lui ti dice così

Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì papà
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì papà
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì papà
Non ne posso proprio più io la faccio qui

Allo stadio c’è fermento
Con mio figlio sempre qua
Ho giocato la schedina
La mia vita cambierà
Ma al momento del rigore
Lui ti dice così

Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì papà
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì papà
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì papà
Non ne posso proprio più io la faccio qui

Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì papà
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì papà
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì
Mi scappa la pipì papà
Non ne posso proprio più io la faccio qui
Non ne posso proprio più io la faccio qui

Mi scappa la pipì
Papà

have a nice weekend 🙂

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words …

Posted: September 17, 2012 in story over coffee

stai con uomo che ti rovini il rossetto, non il mascara 

= stay with a guy who ruins your lipstick, not your mascara

(or buy a water proof one)

I beg young people to travel.

Posted: September 13, 2012 in story over coffee

the morning distraction

Posted: September 8, 2012 in story over coffee

It’s a beautiful morning as I opened my eyes, not too early for the early bird like me. Then I started cleaning up my place and luckily still 10 in the morning when I finished all. So I decided to have a morning walk and had breakfast outside. It was all nice, I love the weather between the summer and the autumn, when the sun shines not too wild, and the cold is not too bitter. Anyway, it was macchiato and 2 pieces of brioches. Some smiles from random people and a little sweats from the walk. I feel so good. For my place is quite hilly,  I don’t need any fitness gear or even jogging track to exercise. Just drag my (sometimes) lazy bum to go out and walk, or a small run. Well, I miss swimming though, where I can work my arms out. (Again) if I am not too lazy, I can drag my bum out to the train station and go to the nearest beach which only 15 minutes by train.

At home, started to back on the works, but it’s always some distraction. You know, when you start focus yourself in front of computer try to do something, then instead of working you start browsing things not related to your work. Me, my distraction at its worst. Thank God I have no Facebook anymore, so I don’t do such thing called “stalking” but more like browsing things and being stunned about it. And unfortunately the stunning moment sometimes leads me to another stunning thing where then I will get stunned again and start doing this back and for until I realized I wasted a lot of time on this. Anyway,today, I browsed a lot of things back on my country. I kinda miss it, maybe not only kinda. Then somehow got myself to my former boss’ site.  He grows older (well, who doesn’t?) but kinda fast. The beards grow longer and all white, he looks more like Santa Claus to me now. Not bad though 🙂 And his daughter grow to be an adult, with her sparkling life, the parties here and there. I remember how she was forced to do her homework by his dad and refused at her best. Guess, she doesn’t have to do any homework anymore. Time flies. Real fast!

Anyway, I don’t know what I’m thinking now, just a morning distraction. Indeed people grow older (not to mention aging). To continue the weekend without feeling worry too much, I started listening to the relaxing song from my country 

So happy weekend everyone …

ps :

I guess my friend is right, People getting older, I am getting more awesome, instead 🙂

a happy (go lucky) aunt

Posted: September 6, 2012 in story over coffee

…. and to let every body know why I stated myself as a happy aunt.  It’s because of my 2 latest nephews. (the pictures below). Not that I forgot the other first 2, but they now starting to be adolescence and have thousands reasons for not in the pictures. Bet they will be sorry when they are grown up :).

the first one is now 2 years old (going on 3). He was born on March 2010, he has amazingly cute curly hair, and bananas like fingers. Cute! He likes to do all the house chores. Helping out his mom. Name it, from sweeping the floor and mopping it. Til helping mom washing the dishes. Such a big help of boy aged 2, no? Following his father who’s quite a traveler, he’s already been in 5 different countries even before 2. Sadly he doesn’t remember anything :).  He is also the youngest little hajj (umrah) from our city. He is the son of my first sister.

the second one is now almost 4 months old, born on the latest May 2012. One month earlier than was predicted. Quite fragile at first because he was on the caesar delivery. But more importantly he’s healthy and every single day is a new progress from him. He is the son from my 4th brother.  So now, you guys know, why I said I am a happy (go lucky) aunt. 🙂

a little summer happiness

Posted: September 2, 2012 in story over coffee

If somehow my ex boyfriend saw me even skinnier than when I was with him, for the God sake, I hope somebody let him know, it’s not about him. I lost my weight, hopefully for a better cause. The over heated summer and the better reason is, the  Ramadhan month.

As far as I remember, that I always lose some weights during summer, so nothing about broken-hearted. Instead, I have some good news during this summer.

Here we go:

So we were waiting for the birth of a baby boy from my dear friend here. As the pregnancy reached 40 weeks, we (some friends and the future mom herself) started to get worry. I was anxious, because I know I never experienced this such thing, yet I was excited. Of course I kept my ears open, and be alerted on each signal the mom gave. Since I live only 5 doors away from their house.

The signal started in the morning on August 26th, but it was first alarm, that the interval still 2 hours or so. During the afternoon, it was simply nothing. Then I went to their place just to make sure, they said, maybe not now. So I went back home, still alerted. Then about 11 at night, the husband called, come, I think it’s about the time. It doesn’t take a long time, I was there. The husband already called the ambulance, so we waited while I was helping them to pack a little stuffs. The interval was getting closer and closer, it was every 10 minutes. The ambulance came with 3 person, checking the pulse and stuffs. And only the husband was allowed to accompany, so I stayed at home. Anxious.

After some hours the husband called, asking to bring him the tab that he accidentally left and also for a company. I desperately calling the taxi, which magically disappear somehow that night. I tried to call 5 to 6 numbers and no answer. So my other friend said that he will call another friend who has a car. It was 2 in the morning. It worked. He came only 10 minutes to our residential.

To make the story short, we were in the waiting room, waiting altogether, me, the husband, and two other male friends. Walked through the corridor and back. Over and over. At 4, I could not help to open my eyes, that I fell asleep on the bench in the waiting room. Not a good sleep though, because a hard wooden bench is totally not for the skinny ones. The husband in the delivery room with the wife. So I just waited for my cellphone ringing to see the progress. At 6 the baby born. I barely knew anything, until I checked my twitter that the husband already posted the pic of the baby boy. I was almost crying in happiness. And waited a little more until I can see at least the husband to congratulate him.

He was out with sore (of sleepless and worries) but happy eyes, to see us in the waiting room.The baby still in the neonatal room for some checks. Then we had a group hug and congratulate him, before we went back home.

So it was the good thing happened during this summer, and I am so happy that I experienced it my self. Frankly I already have 4 nephews, but I didn’t really take part of them, the first 2 nephews born when I was too young, and I barely understood anything. And the other 2, I am already here in europe, which is we are thousand miles away. So again I said, this is one of the happiest things happened during summer. Wish to have more happiness on next seasons.

ps:

wish to put on the picture of the baby boy, but since I haven’t asked permission from the parents, so let it be the post without the pic. Telling you, the baby is damn gorgeous!

with the permission of the parents I am allowed to put the baby’s picture. This cute little baby on his 12 days 🙂 Gorgeous, eh??!!