When Your Hope Has Gone doesn’t mean you are not LUCKY

Sometimes we think that we are not so lucky to be born in the poor family or we may think that others have more valuable things than us, others have more and we have less.

Well, I want to tell you that every one has different kind of condition that makes them who they are. You may be born in a family that has less financial problem, but your family is not really that happy. You may be born as an oldest son that has to survive in a single-parent family; you have to be a leader of your siblings or can be your family as well.

Have you ever thought of losing your hopes because of you are not born in a fortunate family? Or maybe a rich family with a careless parents? You may answer it inside your heart.

I just want to continue the story….

It is about BJ again. He began to understand that even though he was born in a family with a normal condition, not rich, not so poor as well, he was so lucky to have good parents who understood him and guided him with full of love. Well, every body makes mistakes. He made plenty of it as bad as other kids, but his parents handled his problems very well and guided him to the right direction.

Ever since his mom died, he had no choice but to be his father’s close friend. He wanted to make his father proud of him. He gave his best effort in education, he knew it was not good enough; that’s why he sometime tried to sell something so that he can earn money. He was not like other son that has a big amount of allowance everyday. His father only gave him 50.000/ month as others might give more than that. He did not spend the money easily. He liked to save the money until the end of the month to buy something that he wanted the most, such as a music cassette or a birthday present for his friends.

He had to survive in that kind of condition… He always wanted to have a girl friend, but he always thought that if a guy wanted to have one, he had to be an independent guy first, a guy with a job of course. So that he could give his lovely girl happiness. That was why he never had a girl friend in Junior High School.

Let’s skip to High School part….

Once he graduated from the Junior High School, he asked his father to apply him to Charitas High School in Lebak Bulus area. He knew his father never let him study there because of sufficient financial, but he persistently tried to persuade his father.

Do you know the answer? Yeah, you are right; he never made it through…..

It’s OK; he might not be able to study at his chosen high school, but his will to study hard did not disappear. He wished; he could study at a good University where he could find his future there. He finally applied in the same school as the new opening for the High School had just been 1 year. Fewer students in the class of course, but that did not make him down; he tried to make friends with other school’s students. :)

He enjoyed studying there and tried to make a lot of friends. He had a short relationship with his senior (he.. he.. he…). In the 2nd Grade, he made one as well with his junior class… (Oh… man…)…

Before the final exam in his senior year, tragic thing happened. His beloved father passed away because of diabetes and a failed kidney disease.. He lost his only hope to becoming a good and independent person. His dream was over… Where could he continue his journey? With what?

Bubbye Papa.. Your love and your thoughts remain in my heart

What a sad moment… He only had his older brother since then…

You may think that your life is miserable, that you are not lucky, you may think that your dreams will not come true because of terrible things happen in your life.. But that is TOTALLY WRONG!!! Some times people need to get thru sad and bad things first before they finally found his true self… GOOD LUCK finding yourself…!!

What’s So Difficult Pronouncing and Spelling His Name?

I guess that is why BJ’s father called him BJ; so that other people can easily call that name instead of Benedictus. He just wanted his son to be different. He did not want his son to be called Beni or Bene or Wijiadi. Up till now, Still……. A lot of people misspelling BJ’s name!! What the…! Some of them call Bije, Bijei, Bijay (like Indian name, huh!!) or worst they call him B*tch!! Hey…. This is not funny, c’mon!!

What’s So Difficult Pronouncing and Spelling His Name?

Some people wrote benediktus instead of Benedictus or worst, some wrote Benekdiktus… Arrgghhhh… and some more on his last name Wijiadi… Some wrote Widjiadi, some wrote Wijiardi… Heyyy… C’monn man… What’s so damn difficult??!!

BJ still can remember the longest name he ever knew. It is a girl, a Balinese girl who worked for

Mobile 8. Her name is I Made Sari Saraswati Dewi. See?? He remembers the entire name correctly… C’mon, what’s so difficult remembering his? Do you wanna ask him how he remembers all the names? It is on his head, man!

His full name was Benedictus Wijiadi until he reached Junior High School only. After he went to a one of Catholic sacrament called “Krisma” He could add another name. He wanted to choose Jacob, but James is more powerful.. LOL… So there you go, his name became Benedictus James Wijiadi; so people don’t ask why we should call him BJ…

In the end, I just want you to call him the correct name… ;)

Circumcision on the holiday before Junior High School

On 11, before BJ left elementary School he had a circumcision. For some men, circumcision is important for our health; so that we can prevent from getting sick as our genital area is clean. He was so afraid to have that as it was so painful. Although the doctor injected 3 bottles of morphine onto his *ick, he still felt the stitches (Hmmm, I wonder why…) After a long surgery, he made it and went home to tell his mom about it.

By that time, BJ’s mom suffered from a breast cancer and neuralgia disease. She could not move from bed. She felt happy that her son could pass the circumcision. BJ’s father celebrated that moment with buying some Kentucky Fried Chickens, fruits, Basketball cards JUST FOR BJ! I think BJ liked it and he ate a lot.

BJ reached Junior High School after that holiday with the pain carried behind his short pants. He had a long suffer days as he could not recover quickly. During the School Orientation, there was an ugly, naughty boy that kicked BJ’s *ick (Oh *HIT!!, that hurt you know!!!) He never realized why that boy was soooo naughty.. After the orientation, BJ looked for this guy and trying to beat him up, but ended up he became his close friend!

I am telling you, first impression is not always good!!

I want you to know that BJ had a big body and also fat. He became slimmer when he joined Junior High School and became taller and taller. He was 162cm on 1st grade of Junior High. Do you know about a rumor that if a boy gets circumcision, he will grow faster? It happened to BJ. He reached 170cm in a year after that only! What the..!! :D

So, don’t forget guys, if you have not gotten your *ick’s meat cut, better do it now! Ha ha ha….. or yours getting dirty and dirty and the meat became hard to cut. He he he…

Good Luck..!

The Beginning of Life

On May 18^th, 1981 a child was born in one of Jakarta’s Hospital by a mother named Clara Upiek Endhawati. The child is a boy. His father named Anton Adiwiyoto gave him a name, a great one, Benedictus Wijiadi. Benedictus is the one of the Catholic Saints name’s and Wijiadi is taken from a Javanese language. Wiji means seed, Adi means great, together Wijiadi is “a bit of blood”. (You may laugh in this part b-) ).

In that year, the TV series “BJ and The Bear” was a famous show on TV. Maybe that is why my father started calling me BJ. BJ also has a brother; his name is Daniel Wirawan who was born on Nov 2^nd, 1975. His nick name is Danny.

Before BJ was born in this world, Danny got the best affection from his parents. He owns hundreds of car toys, bought by his father. He loved cars very much. He also loved to draw pictures of a car even he was so young. After BJ came to this wonderful thing called earth and when BJ was around 1 year old, Danny’s car toys were destroyed by a little monster called BJ. (Hahaha)…

BJ was known as a destroyer when he was even a baby. When he grew up until 3 years old, he liked to kill animal, such as chicks and rabbits with iron. Never know what inside BJ’s head is. All he wanted was to destroy anything near him, including furniture, glasses, toys, etc. he became a destroyer only AT HOME!! Never did cruelty or chaos in some one else’s house, except his relative’s house (Hahaha)…

He ever threw a cat to the river, although his father told him not to do so.

When he reached kindergarten, he was a savior among girls; he fought frequently with the bad kids for the sake of rescuing a girl. BJ had the biggest body compared to his friends.

BJ was known as a boy who had Shiva’s Hands; meaning, everything that he touches became destroyed/ broken. This so called mythos was so famous among BJ’s friends until BJ reach 13 years old.

ENOUGH thinking that BJ is still a destroyer!! (hahaha)

When BJ reached junior high, his bad habits slowly disappeared. He was known as a care taker. He saved many castaway kittens. He saved wounded dogs. He started to love a girl… (hahaha)

This is a sort story of BJ…

It will be continued to the next post…

Prologue

Hi All… I have just decided to start blogging. I dunno what to write either, but somehow, I have a bit passion on writing. Maybe I will fill this blog with the story of someone from the beginning of his life. Someone closest to me, which is me, my self.

After joining last retreat on Oct 25^th-26^th, 2006, I had received some sort of a prophecy that I MUST write the history of my own. Maybe it is not my type that I write down a daily diary, but I feel something that possesses me to do so.

Well, ladies and gentlemen, here goes nothing….

Enjoy….