Wow, is (not) it so true? :D
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Birthday Beats
Wishing someone his/her best on their birthday is sincerely delightful, but I somehow sense an anxiety about me getting older, rethinking life, remaking plan, redefining what is my true happiness... so on and on and on...
in short, I am kind of afraid.
in short, I am kind of afraid.
Morning Dew Drops
Though it has been a couple of year ago, the memories of internship experience somehow still remains. oh how I really miss the activity of wake up very early in the dawn and feel the morning dew while taking a long walk to the beach and back again to the boarding house to get ready for the office, and that we always skip the breakfast just for the sake of money, budget concerns. hehehe miskin...
Recalling memories like this could always successfully bring a sensation full of pulses to the heart. hee :D How I miss beaches and our stupidity so..
Recalling memories like this could always successfully bring a sensation full of pulses to the heart. hee :D How I miss beaches and our stupidity so..Make the Call
As a research consultant, my job description is doing daily liaison and networking with leaders of companies providing architectural and engineering design services for building and construction projects by making proactive outbound calls and visits to source and gather reliable and useful information on the construction industry. Well then a telephone is a main tool, ok.
As we're all are striven for giving the best performance, I think that it is normal for us to have proper facilities at last to do so. Hence, don't blame me for the anger (of mine) to irrepressibly burst out after my complaints about the worn-out desk telephone were not responded, for.. owhh weeks?!! How would they expect me to work appropriately if my so called main facility is not working properly?
Hehehe it's actually a little thing which is not supposed to be blown up exaggeratedly, but yesterday was such a really bad timing when my period which came along with negative mental state and all the bad lucks happened finally constructed that very bad behavior all day.:D
and, today.. it's finally there, a substitute for the former unusable one. Wow, this one is not new, but look it has so many buttons that makes me soo happy and extremely overwhelmed. hahahah lebay ah..
Well thank you colleagues, and I'm sorry for being so ruuuuude the other day :D
As we're all are striven for giving the best performance, I think that it is normal for us to have proper facilities at last to do so. Hence, don't blame me for the anger (of mine) to irrepressibly burst out after my complaints about the worn-out desk telephone were not responded, for.. owhh weeks?!! How would they expect me to work appropriately if my so called main facility is not working properly?
Hehehe it's actually a little thing which is not supposed to be blown up exaggeratedly, but yesterday was such a really bad timing when my period which came along with negative mental state and all the bad lucks happened finally constructed that very bad behavior all day.:D
and, today.. it's finally there, a substitute for the former unusable one. Wow, this one is not new, but look it has so many buttons that makes me soo happy and extremely overwhelmed. hahahah lebay ah..Well thank you colleagues, and I'm sorry for being so ruuuuude the other day :D
A verse
For my little brother,
and those who are wondering why we can't get things that we really wish for.
"It is possible that you dislike a thing which is good for you and that you love a thing which is bad for you. God knows but you do not know."
Al-Baqaraa : 216
and those who are wondering why we can't get things that we really wish for.
Distruss and Mistruss
My brothers and I was born in a family whose doctor as the mother (actually a general practitioner she is now) and a public officer appointed to do the decision in a law court (hmm could I just say, a --judge) as the father.
Oh yes, before I forgot, since I wrote this blog, I found out that somehow I love to talk about my past; my childhood, my family and some ridiculously so damn simple things happened to us :D. Hence now, I just want to write any of it, again. Disclaimer: I got a very intense flu, and I don't think my voice is good enough to do my daily liaison calls, the research partners won't be convenient though. :P
And yes, Indonesian people have just seen a satirical drama that publicly propagated on media about corruption scandal complete with its all bribery allegations and conspiracies in these busy days. I don't really give a damn, actually. But since it's discussed almost everywhereeeee I just can't close my ears.
I was never got myself interested in these hard-to-get law and political things, but all the informations spread in our house through lively discussions my brothers and mother did in almost everyday, were just couldn't be avoided. From all of it, here I really want to thank God that I am not in a single way to realize my one of future profession's aspirations that I might think it's cool. When my father wanted me to be an engineer (like my grandfather did), my mother wanted me to be a doctor (just like she did) Before I know if there's something said architect, I though I'm better be a police than a doctor. I hate doctors, as I saw them everyday since hospital (where my mother worked) and also court ( my father's office) were our playground every after school time.
Well, as had been said once by my old man..
I think I don't really know what is the point of this post. Consider me as a-cold-infected chatterbox so I blabs too much. hehehe
ps: even the title didn't synchronize at all with the whole post.
Oh yes, before I forgot, since I wrote this blog, I found out that somehow I love to talk about my past; my childhood, my family and some ridiculously so damn simple things happened to us :D. Hence now, I just want to write any of it, again. Disclaimer: I got a very intense flu, and I don't think my voice is good enough to do my daily liaison calls, the research partners won't be convenient though. :P
And yes, Indonesian people have just seen a satirical drama that publicly propagated on media about corruption scandal complete with its all bribery allegations and conspiracies in these busy days. I don't really give a damn, actually. But since it's discussed almost everywhereeeee I just can't close my ears.
I was never got myself interested in these hard-to-get law and political things, but all the informations spread in our house through lively discussions my brothers and mother did in almost everyday, were just couldn't be avoided. From all of it, here I really want to thank God that I am not in a single way to realize my one of future profession's aspirations that I might think it's cool. When my father wanted me to be an engineer (like my grandfather did), my mother wanted me to be a doctor (just like she did) Before I know if there's something said architect, I though I'm better be a police than a doctor. I hate doctors, as I saw them everyday since hospital (where my mother worked) and also court ( my father's office) were our playground every after school time.
Well, as had been said once by my old man..
to lead a happy and clean life, don't ever get any troubles with doctor, prosecutor, and police.
(no offense, but if you know what that means)
I think I don't really know what is the point of this post. Consider me as a-cold-infected chatterbox so I blabs too much. hehehe
ps: even the title didn't synchronize at all with the whole post.
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