Tuesday, October 20, 2009

irrelevant & random - 4

oct 16

So lets keep the tukang sirik thing behind and concentrate on these questions.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

cuteness

she was playing in the bedroom when i head to the door to go to campus.
me, calling her: mama skola yaaa....
she, while running out to the door: mamaaaaa.... kiiiiisssssss!!!!
i kissed her, and she ran back to continue whatever she's doing.
this is just what makes motherhood bearable ;)

*note to self: ask chubbs to check out what mischief she did there.

Monday, October 05, 2009

irrelevant & random - 3

Kill.the.internet.
Read carefully yesterday’s writing. I think i should incorporate it to my proposal because its confusing to have it separated. I should also reorder my research problems to make the gap clearer. And less ambitious? Haw haw haw.

Saya bingung, kenapa banyak sekali yang menyukai gaya berbusana si kembar ini. Menurut saya, mereka itu keliatan seperti gembel dengan pakaian termahal. Iya, bajunya terlihat mahal-mahal tapi kok ya kalo dipake dengan gaya begitu jadi gimana gitu ya..... apa ini semacam ‘fashion statement’? sepertinya demikian. Ya terima saja lah, wong saya gak ngerti fashion.
Anyway, banyak sekali blog yang didedikasikan untuk gaya busana mereka. fotonya tak pernah kurang, ada terus yang baru. Gaya busana sehari-harinya tidak berubah: baju kedombrangan dan setumpuk aksesoris. Jadi ingat komentar: isi lemari diangkut semua. Untuk kasus multimiliarder macam mereka sih mungkin isi closet diangkut semua (dimana ukuran closetnya mungkin sepuluh kali ukuran apartemen saya. ;p). Lalu saya perhatikan pula, mereka itu seperti tidak pernah mandi ya. Paparazinya kok tega betul, pilih foto di mana mereka terlihat paling kucel.
Ya sudah lah. Yang penting saya jadi terhibur, bisa jalan-jalan ke blog fans mereka. tinggal lihat-lihat, tak ada yang perlu dibaca dan dicerna.
Lalu kembali lagi membaca dan menulis.
Hhhh.....

Does exercising helps clear blocked nose caused by pollen/hayfever? Whenever mine’s blocked, i do some mini exercise (1-2 sets of sit up or lunge or push up) and i feel better.

I should specify what i did to my proposal. Hayoh, harus disubmit jumat pagi yah. Yah. Yah.
Remember, add NOT rewrite.
First and mostly is adding my literature review on methodology.
And what have I gathered about it so far?
Who is doing what in my topic.
Who is doing what, similar with my study.
Justification on my choices.
The easy part: copy pasting is done. Now the writing. Eeeggghhh....
Ayo tulis lagi ayooo....
Sekarang kan udah copy paste ya.

Hadeuh batuk-batuk melulu. Sebaiknya minum obat batuk kah? Lalu kenapa ini obat razene kok tidak mempan yah. Cuma plong beberapa jam saja lalu mampet lagi. Kalo gak ada roomate aku sudah exercise saja. Hhh... ayo lagi ayo ah.

http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/comment/columnists/guest_contributors/article6829711.ece
nice article. Justify my laziness. Hahahaha.......

this guy is totally adorably cuuuuteee. Ah brondong......

originally written in sept 24.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

10 years











winter, 1999
some art cinema, greenwich village, NY, USA
big bro, lil' sis and 2 others












spring, 2009
another art cinema, newmarket, Auckland, NZ
chubbs, kid and 3 others

do i have to wait another 10 years to watch another ghibli in cinema?


pics from wikipedia.

Monday, July 06, 2009

robot

Up
Warm milk for neng
Make toast & coffee
Make lunch & dinner
Feed neng
Make coffee to go & put dinner in box
Off working
Back
Wash coffee tumbler, dinner box & neng's milk cup
Take shower
Sleep

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Harumphing

Afterall these meetings with my supers, I’ve realized that I’m such a selfish writer. I write what I write, assuming readers will understand what its all about. well it works for blogging but certainly not for my work. Sigh.
And changing is very very very very very hard to do.
After those ‘nungging’ days, finishing my last report, my brain just refuse to work. I re-read my last report, try to critisize it and my mind just went blank….. I read those words and …. Euucchhh… arrgghhh… I-just-don’t-wanna.
And I wasted these 3 days sleeping till my head hurts. does my body no longer used to 8-hours sleep? Yikes!
I hate myself now. So I fix myself a cup of tea and a slice of choc biscuit. And hate myself more later when the pimples start to break out in my forehead.

Now, I will do what my friend suggested me to overcome writing block: write anything. So here’s my anything. And the justification of its unstructured form ;p

My second super asked me on our last meeting, what is my motivation to do all this. Of course, I gave 2nd super the ‘politically correct’ one. Then 2nd super said: I don’t think that’s a good motivation. I was like: you wanna know the real reason? THE BRUTALLY REAL REASONS? How about securing the job? How about if I don’t do this RIGHT NOW, I will get sacked? How about I got tired of the people governing the company I just want to get out and back when its (hopefully) better? How about, ANYTHING BUT to be philosophical? How about ANYTHING BUT contributing to body of knowledge? How about that, HUH? Will you understand me more? Understand my hardships? Will you asked me to withdraw from the race now? Geez….
Well, both my supers are great anyway, very patience and dedicated. I know that I have not lived up to their expectations. But still…….
Anyways. Lets move on to another subject.

There is something that annoys the hell out of me regarding grades. So to clear this out of my mind ya. tell you what, the policy regarding grades is after careful considerations that other company is giving the same grade for less quality. So, we were thinking ahead that we are new, hence our quality is unknown. So what do our other clients compare you with other candidates? By their grades of course. Thus the ‘easily achieved’ grades that you mention. So, sorry if you feel less challenged, not proud of your nice grade because you feel like you can achieve them by sleeping. The thing is, go ask your friends WHY they have to work so hard for their grades. BECAUSE PEOPLE WHO ARE SUPPOSED TO DO THEIR JOB ARE TOO BUSY DOING OTHER THINGS. ASK ME, I KNOW. I was one of those who had to figure things out myself while the guide too busy doing projects. and lo and behold, the grades came out of nowhere. And you know what, at least in my watch, there was never one of those ‘grades from heaven’ thing, grades that come out of nowhere. All grades are scrutinized item per item, why and how. So there.
And why compare apples and oranges anyway? SILLY.

Oh one more thing.
I do think that one will never feel they belong anywhere if one not feeling comfortable with oneself, accept one as who one is and not trying to be what other people think of as cool/hip/fabulous/glamorous/artsy/geeky/whatever. So, happy searching.

Harumph.

Sunday, February 01, 2009

pertama

Ah, posting pertama di taun baru setelah berapa bulan tidak berkunjung ke sini. Mari dibuka dengan marah-marah. Hopefully this is not a bad sign, this is like dumping the ol’ grudge I’ve been holding like a couple of years back. I hope this will start me anew.
Maybe not. Whatever. Lets get it on.
So how did all this resentment and hatred emerge?
Distrust, maybe?
Tentu saja wajar kalau mau dikasih uang ditanya dulu untuk apa. Tapi kok diinterogasi macam mau dicuri saja itu harta benda. Lalu seenaknya saja suruh ini itu, tapi tidak mengerti proses dan peruntukannya sebetulnya bagaimana. Lalu seenaknya saja anggaran dipotong berdasarkan informasi yang gak lengkap. Lalu harus berkelahi dulu untuk sesuatu yang harusnya tidak perlu dibuat jadi pertengkaran. Ya memang biro jodohnya juga bloon sih, gak becus kerja. Dan susah juga punya kepala suku plintat plintut, bikin keputusan seenak enaknya macam ini kerajaannya aja. Apa boleh buat terpaksa kena getahnya.

First, I was considered a spoiled brat, then a thief now a beggar. I wonder, is it how it feels to be in a relationship with an abusive partner? In which for really strong reasons one does not have the courage to get out?
Its like having a family. One can not choose their own. Some of your family are these wonderful people, some are rich and bloody pretentious, some are poor and bloody pretentious also. Boy was I glad to hear the divorce.

Pertanyaan saya adalah apa betul kegiatan phillantrophy itu bisa disamakan dengan investasi? Geh… kepingin muntah kalau ingat bagaimana those young minds are poisoned, how some people are so delusional as to think that they do something for the sake of education while at the same time could not care less how the education system really works. I was reading a lot of those snooty articles from vf mags about rich people’s phillantrophy and wonder are they as patronizing? Do they really care or is it just a way of reducing tax? I know for sure that bono really knows africa that he impressed clinton administration. I have the feeling that those other guys lack of this knowledge.

And I felt so foolish for not having the courage to walk out. To leave those wonderful people I love even if that means I have to deal with the crappy feudalistic has beens. And damn how I felt co-erced and bullied to accept the help. To sign the lease, mind you. How I’m not happy to see my name under that other name that represents that particular delusional-patronizing-arrogant, uh, thing. How I saw the invisible leash was put on my neck, how that leash is virtually tigthened every once in awhile. Like now. Now that I’ve overcome my personal demons, that I’ve gotten excited about it. You bloody distracted me from what you paid me to do, bastards!!!

And don’t you tell me how to be bloody professional. Don’t you bloody implement your stupid KPI on me and my family when you don’t know how the hell the system works. And thank god that you run out of resources to poison those innocent young minds.

And yes, I’m grateful and thankful for the opportunity. You are forever etched in my silver, no, golden plates hall of important things that contributes to my success. And I will dutifully sent words to the rest of the world on how helpful you are in enabling this wonderful journey.
Respect? Admiration? NOT IN THE MILLION YEARS.