Sunday, May 24, 2015

Thursday, May 14, 2015

The six-month saga

"I love you with all my butt. 
I would say my heart, but my butt is bigger"

A six-month marriage is a little quicker to sum up how a marriage life feels like. There's a reason, you'd still feel you're "just" in a relationship - like a dating idea - but you're living, sharing bed and talking about financial shits together.

So a little while ago remarked a 6-month marriage for me and my husband. I must say it's nothing special from the Day 1 we got married until now - but it's unbearably awesome.

I don't know about other people, but thanks God there's no pressure from our families about having a baby. This has made me pretty relax about having one. We're just believing God's time and plan, not only for the baby part, but everything. Because in this culture, when you got married, people unfortunately care so much whether you have a baby, another baby, a house, new cars, new blings or new gossip. But never mind the bollocks, mind them not. Because it's gonna be your baby, not them. So why bother, right?

Moreover, communication is seriously significant. No relationship is perfect, but you have to try to improve - yourself and the relationship. I always keep it honest and open with my hubby. He told me not to say things in clues or subtlety. So I learned to talk to him clearly and avoid miscommunication. We attempt to tell one another how we feel and why we feel that way. It's fine to feel emotions, too. But do not hide the emotions in an annoying way, like saying "I'm fine, it's nothing" when you actually want to say "I'm angry about this because this and that."

You know, telling your partner your emotion makes him/her understand what you go through at the moment and how they can "feel" it for you. Even though all you want is only someone to tell to or cry on at the end of the day, your partner will feel really respectful for you and be needed by you - the one they care so much.

Another one is the freedom of your own passions and times. Being married does not have to make you so glued to your partner that you do not mind your own business. By this I mean, you and your partner still have the freedom to do whatever you both want and need. This will make you sane, your relationship is healthy and positive. I and my hubby understand and realize what we need and obsess. We have our own thang, schedule and hobby. When something else come up, of course we need to alter things up, and that is okay. The priority is still the relationship and what my hubby needs. Furthermore, this freedom must be equipped with responsibilities - you both trust one another, and put your partner on top of everything.

Tie your partner tight with your own terms and conditions will only hit you back. It suffocates them not to have anything else to do. You must bear in mind that in the end, your partner is only human, they have their friends and family, and they need the time to stay in touch with their own life that must not relate with you. If you demand to involve in everything so deeply, you must be prepared to taste the ugliest effect: Micromanaging your partner's life (re: control freak). Remember, your partner is not your property - he/she is a lovable human being, your best friend, brother/sister, life partner and lover. Respect their space and needs, and you are going to be incredibly happy.

The last big one is being married does not mean we both "must" grow up. I know, this sounds childish, but look again. I and my hubby basically two freak kiddos who have jobs, responsibilities and happen to be married. When real everyday life catches and you both take them seriously, you're dying, bro. I frankly have a kid heart and my hubby is just a little boy inside (uh hello, every dudes are simply boys, ages don't matter). It is totally great when we can act and do like kids and giggle about something or laugh hard of poking and joking someone else. If you do this without guilt or shame, congrats my friend, you just found your partner in crime.

Saying "I love you" (plus blow a kiss) wraps everything. Before you sleep, in the morning, before take a bath, after you fart or when you get mad at one another - that words are magic. No other explanation needed.

Cheers to the future and dreams!

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Vitamin Sea Chaser

"Smell the sea and feel the sky. 
Let your soul and spirit fly." 
-Van Morrison


Sunday, April 5, 2015

Are you feeling so freaking lazy?

My weeks have been relatively okay. Office regimen 8-to-5, then go home or workout, take some rest, tidy up the apartment, read a book, eat or drink, snacking... -- pretty much just okay. But holy moly, I felt pretty tired.

But wait, do I feel just tired or fatigue or maybe lazy? How can I figure it out?

Sometimes, I ask myself these questions and do these things:
  • Did I workout too much? Nah. I painted, my heartbeat run and it killed, but I could laugh and talk with friends afterwards. That means I was fine, I did not overtrain and I was fit.
  • Am I afraid to do or change something in me? Sometimes. Even it's the thing that I have done or always do (i.e: Going for run, to the carwash, to the movie alone, shopping for groceries, writing, etc). My weakness: Overthink. I know I should take control of my overthinking. The more often I let it claim my head, the more insane I could be. Seriously, this overthinking sometimes blow me up to hell. When I get my period, let's say, the hormones go nuts and I feel like I am probably a bipolar, because I think of every details of my surroundings. That is able to make me stop and do nothing. Not tired or lazy, but afraid.
  • Do I get enough sleep? I go to bed around 10-11 pm and get up at about 5.30 am. When dark days come, I wake up in the middle of the night and rarely back to sleep. I don't suffer from insomnia, but I need a longer time to fall asleep. So when I really asleep and something wakes me up, I'll be very cranky and mad the whole day. The answer: I get pretty decent time resting.
  • Alarm - don't snooze it! Habit, people. When you plan to do something on the day, or simply wake up in the morning, try set an alarm and DO NOT snooze it and roll back to your blanket. Alarm surprisingly help you move your ass and do something. Do this everyday and you will find that this would become an excellent habit. I know alarm sounds are annoying, but if it does not poke you, you will continue be a lazy ass.
  • Do I eat healthy and nutritious foods? I must admit, the last few months' foods were quite "dirty". It was out of control and I did not have the drive to keep it up. Preparations were too much even though I have done it previously and religiously. Maybe I felt food preparation stole my sleeping time, so I did not care anymore. But now that I eat dirty everyday, I know I juts have been a lazy bitch. Should I start it again? I've been thinking, though, maybe not 7 days a week, 3 days could be enough to start caring for myself.
Most of all, try to step it up. Lazy happens when you are uninspired and nothing to do. Do something so hard it may even be impossible for you to actually think you can do. Then you may find out that being lazy isn't much of a choice anymore. Stop wishing start doing.

You may not always feel like it and not always want to do it, but the sooner you control your "laziness", the sooner you will start action and beat it every single time. 


Saturday, March 7, 2015


When he lies, he lies
He is genuine, a novel
A charmer, a spell;
But when he lies, he lies

He means no harm
Yet, a weapon he is-
Things he says;
Issues he solves;
Beauties he sees;
He kills

And when he lies, he lies

He smells like a gin;
A chocolate with pure round brown eyes;
Curly dark, soft hairs
He lies, still

Walking like a set of winning gloves,
He cries for intimacy;
He begs for the touch, for his muse
Perceiving the impossible, he never misses
Lies, all lies he says

Speaks courteous, smoothly denying
He never fails –
Surrounding is tricked, manipulative
He opens, liberating everyone to believe

But I always know, he lies

Why he must lie?

-Amelia Winnie
Jakarta, March 7

Sunday, February 15, 2015

The "So What" spell

I used to be very shy and silent of things that required public appearance, got to face one-o'-one with a stranger in a room (or something like that), and even do something scary that I'd never done before (like drafting a great deal of key point for a leader speech). If I had a choice, usually I had, to just remain quiet and invisible, I'd do so.

I was a silence-is-gold folk, my friend.

As of today, I won't say I like to show myself in public, but I feel more comfortable to say something in front of people or just a person. Changes are good, aren't they? I still feel nervous and sometimes suffer from cold sweats prior to do something in public, or to a powerful person or to just a stranger.

I thought I was changed because of it's enough for me to stay behind the scene and be a ghost. I though I was tired of just being known as an "introvert" or uncommunicative person, because deep down I always knew what I was capable of . I have been thinking that if everyone else can do it, why can't I? There's no such thing as differences between me and those people, not really. You know, your mind plays sneaky tricks on you until you believe what you think of something.

When those days of having to do something scary comes, I constantly and instantly tell my self the "So What" inquiry. If I wonder within me whether other people will be pleased with what I've done or either way they will hate me, "so what"? It doesn't matter, because they probably can necessarily do that thing you do. If they'd hate you for it, "so what? You cannot please everyone around, if you can only make one and only one person happy, then it all that matters.

This "So What" stuff has helped me through thin and thick, sugar and salt, and a little mix in between. I push myself to go beyond what I've always thought I could not do and it works -- I am limitless.

Having a little vibration of embarrass or fear is OK and totally normal. The result is no big deal also, you cannot control what will happen of everything, right? The most important thing is the action you do to overcome and surpass the fear, that you try and enjoy the moment of embarrassment before finally reap what you sow.

"So What" is, for me, a powerful, encouraging and empowering mantra -- as long as it's used for a greater goods especially for yourself. Feel free to say it to yourself and feel a little excitement within afterwards, it means you know you are infinity.


Saturday, February 14, 2015

Wedding Vendor Review: ALIENCO Photography

Finding a complete, perfect documentation vendor for the wedding is TOUGH.

I must admit, there were tons of choices. Photography vendors were everywhere to find in Jakarta. They came at various ranges of prices; creative approaches on angles, styles and results; and, of course, some of them are uber famous – which, for me, was not really the first pick.

I desired a rising, fresh photography vendor. I want an alternative. #AntiMainstream #JK

Browsed and searched through the internet had helped me a lot. I didn’t remember where I actually found ALIENCO Photography, perhaps from a notorious wedding forum or some ex-bridezilla blogs, but I found them. It was a big deal, though.

They had great reviews; people were satisfied with the results – and importantly, the process. ALIENCO offered a great package, value for your $$, I must say.

I discussed with Mas Boy throughout the first encounter through the briefing prior the D-day. He was not only friendly, but he was helpful to figure out what styles I envisioned for my wedding documentation. He offered numerous advices and inputs, and I was enlightened. The dealing process was easy, too. In short, I didn’t take a lot of time to finally say yes to pick out ALIENCO. Yay!

Then, here’s come the wedding day. They were about 6 team member of ALIENCO helping the process. From the very beginning when the makeup situation was hectic, they didn’t make it more difficult. Yet, the team was moving here and there trying to take the best possible photos. One thing on my mind: They’re pro, bro!

The lead photographer was Mas Ali – which obviously where ALIENCO name derived from (Ali and Co., right?). He took super awesome photos, with the lighting, the angles and everything. He talked a lot, a fun guy and a charmer (in a good way, of course.. lol). Mas Ali created dramatic photos, while the other team made more natural ones. ALIENCO gave me three styles of photos: Candid, dramatic and pose.

Oh, this one thing freaked me out a lot. I was a happy, lucky girl to have them in my wedding day. They surprised me with a cool style, which surprisingly fit with my style: GoPro drone was flying around the room shooting rad videos and footages! Ah, the drone stole the show, I lose! #bowdown

I couldn’t ask for more, I was super satisfied and happy with everything ALIENCO gave and provided. Seriously, if you guys plan to get married in Jakarta, try talk to them and consider them to be in your team. You won’t be disappointed, they are a serious contender.

Thank you so very much, dearest ALIENCO team for your cool, awesome works!

*Here are some of the results:

With ALIENCO team (added WO girl and the MC on my sides)


Friday, January 2, 2015

Twenty fifteen: I am a meme!

Happy New Year 2015!

So I googled myself in the beginning of this new year. I clicked on both the web and images, found quite similar stuff of what probably I've googled months before. Conclusion: I need to get back on writing and publishing it because I feel ultimately happy doing that. By the way, maybe I was boring or just trying to find fresh ideas out there on the cyber world, I ended up looking at some memes on the Google images when I just searched on my name.

Then I was intrigued, what if there were more memes featuring my name on it? I seriously had no idea why I would even think about that. Execute.

Do you know that you are a meme and you don't know it?
This could be my very first 2015 accomplishment which I was proud of - I have meme, you guys!

Well type this on Google search box: [Your Name] Meme
And click on the "Images" button.

Here are mine. Some random Ryan Gosling, to the Lord of The Rings, and a French bulldog. There are approximately thousands out of 7.125 billion people (2013) on Earth whose name are "Amelia". And they perhaps make themselves a meme, with a picture of shirtless Ryan Gosling, to fix the moodswing. Perhaps.

*This one! 
Grammar: The difference between knowing your shit and knowing you're a shit. 

Sooo, what do you find?

Thursday, November 27, 2014

Do not eat anything too healthy

I was super sick and needed bed-rest for 2 weeks. I ate super clean and healthy meals, I cooked them myself. I did workout religiously, I happened to be a workout, adventurous-seeking gal who always bored of doing same training stuff and then switched to other exercises just like that.

But then I got sick. You know how that felt? Sucks.

The pain was real. I got nausea, then diarrhea, then they occurred together. I didn't got fever nor cold sweats, but an uber pain of nausea and stomachache on my left abs -- that's gastritis, the doctor said. Blood and liver were lab tested, so that I needed to go back and forth to the hospital.

I went to three doctors, three different hospitals within 2 weeks. It ain't fun at all. Besides, the 1st doctor said I only suffered from acute diarrhea, the 2nd diagnosed me with paratyphoid, and the last one said it's only gastritis.

Anyway, feeling so much better now does not mean I can eat anything I want. My body hasn't recovered 100% yet, I'm still feeling exhausted and like I don't have more energy to do anything other than going home and relax. I ate them pills and meds like crazy, with time schedule and regulations. Eugh.

For the next one month, I should consume more protein, carbs and salts, less green veggies and no brown rice. Limit the intake of high fiber foods, muesli, even any kind of nuts and milk - including cheese, yogurt, ice cream, cream, and all of the happiness in the world :(

You know, basically everything I have in the home now, I can't eat them. All of them is too "healthy" for my current situation. Oh, have I mentioned that it's restricted to eat spicy and sour foods? I am basically doomed.


Thursday, November 6, 2014

Love is not just a feeling

During a seminar, a woman asked, "How do I know if I am with the right person?”

The author then noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so he said, “It depends. Is that your partner?” In all seriousness, she answered, “How do you know?” 

Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it’s weighing on your mind replied the author. Here’s the answer.

Every relationship has a cycle… In the beginning, you fall in love with your partner. You anticipate their calls, want their touch, and like their idiosyncrasies. Falling in love wasn’t hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience. You didn’t have to DO anything. That’s why it’s called “falling” in love.

People in love sometimes say, “I was swept of my feet.” Picture the expression. It implies that you were just standing there, doing nothing, and then something happened TO YOU. Falling in love is a passive and spontaneous experience. 

But after a few months or years of being together, the euphoria of love fades. It’s a natural cycle of EVERY relationship. Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touch is not always welcome (when it happens), and your spouse’s idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, drive you nuts. The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship; you will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angry subsequent stage.

At this point, you and/or your partner might start asking, “Am I with the right person?” 

And as you reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had, you may begin to desire that experience with someone else. This is when relationships breakdown. The key to succeeding in a relationship is not finding the right person; it’s learning to love the person you found.

People blame their partners for their unhappiness and look outside for fulfillment. Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes.Infidelity is the most common. But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances. 

But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your relationship. It lies within it. I’m not saying that you couldn’t fall in love with someone else. You could. And temporarily, you’d feel better. But you’d be in the same situation a few years later.

Because (listen carefully to this): The key to succeeding in a relationship is not finding the right person; it’s learning to love the person you found. Sustaining love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. You have to work on it day in and day out. It takes time, effort, and energy. And most importantly, it demands wisdom. You have to know WHAT TO DO to make it work. Make no mistake about it.

Love is NOT a mystery. There are specific things you can do (with or without your partner), just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws for relationships. If you know how to apply these laws, the results are predictable.

Love is therefore a “decision.” Love is not just a feeling.

*Source: Pinterest

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

What one-month marriage feels like

People said marriage will be all honeymoon for the first 6 months up to a year. Some others said we will be changed and surprised of the many things our partner do that we don’t even know. Even people said that the wife should take control of the husband’s life, house, money and children when they have one. That is, I may say, pretty extreme – because I knew I and my husband don’t acknowledge and perceive those “stereotypes” when we were about to get married.

September 21, 2014, was not just a history – it became a stepping stone in my life. I’m only 25 years old, and never in my life I’d ever expected to get married in such “young” age. Reality check, getting married was awesome. I had a party where I got to see all my lovely friends and family, whom I haven’t met in years, and it excited me! I mean, when on earth would I have a chance to gather all of my friends from different scenes to one big event?

Besides, the first month of marriage has been great. I have anticipated my husband’s habit on stuff and his routines to get along with mine. Thanks God, my husband is a thoughtful, supportive and caring person who is willing to get down and dirty with me in taking care of the house and other daily needs. We get tired together, we wake up at noon, we stay home sluggishly without pants and brushing our teeth, and we shop groceries and household needs together. That sounds like Disney, fairy tale story of a happy, rainbow marriage right? But that’s the truth.

Yes we’ve drawn into a fight, a little argument and some crying scene. That are the spices, the proof that even though you feel emotions and have some thoughts that don’t (have to) match with your significant other, you stay. And the point of all the dreamy and happy, tempers and emotions situations are staying – respect your marriage you just started to build, your husband’s feelings and yourself. Compromise, peace and respect – and to start these all, you need to talk to yourself that ego and selfishness are no longer allowed.

My husband has his own visions, while I have mine – but we have some dreams to make true and support. While marriage may be seen hard or complicated or not-so-important for some people, I do think that marriage gives me a ticket to see this big world, with a friend of a lifetime. Passing a one-month marriage, I know that my life with my husband is all warm breezes till the very end.


Wednesday, October 8, 2014

For Indonesians only: Your 2015 Holiday Calendar

Enjoy your 10 long weekends with only 5 days of leave in 2015.

Get prepared, working folks! Go searching and hunting for trips and hotels, book your flight, arrange everything and be thrilled because 2015 is going to be AWESOME!

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

21.09.14: To infinity and beyond

We loved with a love that was more than love.” –Edgar Allan Poe

I had never imagined that I would be married at the time I was 25. In college, when my girl friends set a goal to tie a knot at around 24-26 years old, I was the one who always said, “I don’t know when I’ll get married. Even, never thought about that.” I was, and still am, wondering, what’s all the fuss about? My girl friends have been swallowed by Hollywood chick flicks and Disney tales about the wedding and love thingy. For me, it’s simply cheesy.

Well, it turned out, I just got married on Sept. 21. It still feels surreal, I’m asking myself, “Am I married?” Because frankly, besides the ring clinging on my finger, I feel like I’m living, hanging out, playing and laughing a lot with my best friend. They said “Fight like a married couple, talk like best friends, flirt like first loves, and protect each other like brother and sister – obviously it’s meant to be,” that’s probably true. A more noticeable difference that could tell we are married is now I can poke him after taking wudhu (a certain purification procedure before perform prayer). Then I was like, GOSH, I am a wife!

Beyond all of the intense, fun and pain of dating, meeting the big families, to wedding preparation, and moving out to the apartment, we’re all about thrilled and laughs. Now, I have a singular someone to talk to, to play with, to annoy, to hug and kiss every. single. damn. day.

The fact that I love him, make me feel like I want to cook for him and bring him lunch all the time.

Because I love him, I feel that my soul is naked as he tumbled down my wall.

For the reason that I love him, he makes me feel that I am his world. His only world.

And for the moment of the magic, I knew I love him for the million things he never knew he were doing.

*P.S: Thank you for everyone for the wishes, and for attending my wedding reception party, for the help and support as well as advises for living the newlywed transition (:


Tuesday, September 9, 2014

I'm feeling 25

I’m officially one quarter of a century old. That means my life is 25% complete and 24 was pretty great.

I’m not saying that getting older is horrible – it’s just terrifying. At my 25 years old now, I can’t even figure out yet what I’m going to do for myself. My dream, hopes and everything, it’s getting bigger, but not clearer. In short: What the hell should I do for my future self???

But anyway, 25 years old is going to be AWESOME. I’m getting married in 2 weeks and going to have a new status: someone else’s wife. When other people probably think that it’s a hard task with the decision to get married and settle down, for me it’s going to be fun. I will have my partner in life to do and share with everything, like EVERYTHING. We’re going to explore life together, get messed up and awesome together, and play together – until death does us apart (amen). So, crossfingers!

Besides, being 25 means I get to get my coffee every morning of my life. Because hey, I am responsible of what I do and I know what I want, right? That coffee thing is just a metaphor. I can get anything at anytime I want without asking someone else’s permission. That’s happiness.

Happy birthday to me!

Looking forward to kicking off the second quarter century of my life. Cheers to being 25!


Tuesday, August 26, 2014

On Struggle in Eating Healthy

I am no stranger on eating rabbit’s foods (read: raw veggies). Thanks to my mum who has enforced me to eat anything on the table since I was a kid. By eat anything my mum serves, she said, I learn to be grateful of things I have. There are many, many unfortunate people out there who cannot even eat three times a day – and when I and my brothers are fortunate enough to eat sufficiently, I’d better not too picky with the food I eat.

Regardless, I am a picky person. Of course I eat whatever my mum cooks in the house. But being picky for me means choosing foods you should and shouldn’t eat. Thankfully my mum tries to serve veggies all the time. This “culture” of mine strikes me right on the head when I’m outside the home.

Indonesian food is not what it looks like - fresh vegetables and protein. Nope. You can have: Stir fried spinach, fried stuffed tofu, capcay, or chicken soup with coconut milk and rice cake (ketupat sayur). Are they "healthy" enough? Well, maybe yes for 33%. But the rest 67% are rich in cooking oil, mixed with santan (coconut milk) boiled and stirred with 21 types of spices to its utmost delish, finger-licking dishes that could give you the ultimate foodgasm.

This is what I’m talking about, it’s not easy maintaining the healthy eating while my environment is “unhealthy”. I may have the curves, with 10/12 clothing size, but it doesn’t mean I don’t watch what I put into my mouth. In the past few years, I’ve been managing eating healthy and clean quite better. I buy the groceries, stock them in the fridge, prepare the meal for office lunch, and so on. I feel better, my body responds well and I think I’m happy with the overall result. I don’t get sick easily, my immune system improves and, when I workout, I feel more powerful.

When I put “struggle” on the title, I don’t only point out about the regular Indonesian foods. Another issue to cope with is people’s comments about what I really eat.

“You’re on diet? Ah, the girl’s getting married!”

“You actually eat this kind of food everyday and never get bored?”

“I’m so jealous of you. I want to eat just like your veggie-packed lunch, but I just don’t have the time. My morning is already hectic."

“Do you prepare this yourself, or your mum does it for you?”

“Hey you’re losing weight already, what’s the point of eating like that anymore?”

Etc blablabla so annoying…

See, you got my point, didn’t you?

What am I supposed to react to these questions other than, “Yeah, this is my regular lunch meal. Please stop asking me questions, because I’m so jaded with that kind of questions…”

But, dude, I still eat donuts and order French fries for dinner several times.


Wednesday, August 13, 2014

To shave or not to shave

I adore beards. Men with beards, generally speaking, facial hair. Men without them hair on their faces are just like..... not macho enough. Beards are hot, you know. You gotta feel it, in your heart. 

I mean, what's the point of being a man without the facial hair??? D'oh.

I see muscular (or metrosexual) men, with super handsome face and sharp cheekbones, but their shiny, no-facial hair face? EEKKK!

I see casual-style men hanging out, with their crowded, messy beards. EEKKK! Dude, at least try to take care of your facial hair -- it means you take care of yourself.

I see half-beard men... err, I've never seen that one though.

Even stated, "Past studies have found that men with beards look tougher, more aggressive and masculine and would make better romantic partners." Alas, guys thought clean shaven looked better than a short, five-day beard, and women actually rated smooth faces as the least attractive. 

I don't know about you, but stubble, van dyke, full beard and chin strap beard types turn the heat on for ME.

What about you? You like beards (or men with facial hair)? Why not?


Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Emoji to life

Emoji are originally the ideograms or smileys used in Japanese electronic messages, the use of which is eventually spreading outside Japan. The word emoji literally means "picture" (e) + "character" (moji). Emoji is no odds for almost everyone in the world right now. Especially chat and social media applications on your phone are now equipped with various emojis, that make you literally waste time for choosing the perfect one or two to send.

It is used when you surf the cyber space, flirt with someone through texting, #LOL with buddies with plain face, instagram your #foodgasm and #ootd, as well as tell your Path friends the music you're listening and so on. While in the real life we're getting used to "like this", "retweet", or "repath, an artist Nastya Nudnik put them into her art pieces. The Kiev, Ukraine, artist has imagined the classic Michaelangelo or Edward Hopper utilized today's social media symbols by juxtaposing the arts form the old era with 21st century language. These arts bring unspoken emotions to life.

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