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Explorer? Me? Nah! Traveler paling malas sedunia lebih tepatnya, males nenteng backpack berat, males naik tangga, males bangun pagi, males tidur malem, males kejar2 itinerary dan list to-be-seen di suatu kota. Tapi paling hobi keluar Jakarta. Kalau ada assignment luar Jakarta (misalnya Depok wkwk) pasti gw bakal selalu unjuk2 jari (tapi entah mengapa jarang kepilih 😢)   kayanya kurang keahlian memanah hati bos-bos, atau kurang dianggap cowo (which is DUH, ya pastilah, kadar estrogen gw kan tinggi sangat) Anyway keluar Jakarta itu (atau ke luar domisili di mana pun gw berada) buat gw selalu menyenangkan. Why? Karena i enjoy people-watching activities. Kalo gw maen di Game of Thrones, mungkin gw adalah naganya (ya kali). I mean gw bakal jadi Watchers of The Wall. (Sambil berpikir kayanya job desc kurang nyambung ama minat,  like always) People watching is interesting because i always come into the same conclusion.  (1) Di mana2 semuanya adalah sama. Orang Arab ...

Apparently when you plan for something, it usually will not work, not immediately. At least that was what usually happened in my case. I planned to be able to drive, so I took a driving course. Thinking that I might be able to slip one or two days of work into driving classes. But then, real life happened. By the second class, I was a bit tired and bored, because all I did was to conquer the fuckin road bump (apa sik bahasa inggrisnya Polisi Tidur?). Then I guess I would only be able to finish the whole class by next month, a bit late than what I expected. However. Another thing that I applied for was actually being granted. A bit easier than I thought. And by that I mean its most annoying part was to get my photo taken. Yep, my 'Murica visa. Yay! A visa with no clear plan of traveling there. Thank you my lovely office for limiting my annual leaves. What else? Oh yeah, I did buy that IPhone 5S. Resulting in me having two fuckin phones. Because I'm so fuckin che...

Never thought that I will ever think about this stuff in my entire life. What if I had one too many options than I can handle. That is ridiculous. I also think that it may be because I just don't know how to say no. But to which, hell if I know. This is frustrating, indeed. To be or not to be. To choose or not to choose, or to keep instead. Gah. Should I or should I not. Letting go of one and keeping the others? But I will be broken in either case. I know I will. That will hurt in some way, so am I ready to feel that? I have never been in this situation before, this new and challenging situation. I feel like a selfish person, wanting to grasp both. What a child. What a child. Let me contemplate over this for few moments later. I am still allowed, ain't I? So I can make up my mind, making peace with my heart, letting go my feelings, and accept that I will make a hurtful decision. Each one of them has their own strong points, and I love it all. Why can't a girl h...

I am now in the second year of being a manager in my office. A decision that I hope my bosses wouldn't come to regret. Hahaha. But they offered me a challenge of series of KPIs so that I have the chance to become a Senior Manager. Lets see if I am up for it or not. But firstly, I joined a very interesting and helpful series of training from Asiaworks starting in last January. I think the training got bad reviews from somewhere in the internet, but I didn't read it so far because I think people are entitled to their opinion. But for me, the trainer (and its trainings) helped me to look at things at new perspective. That is the most impactful lesson of the training. It raised my level of self awareness and helped me to explain why I did things the way I did. So I can change it if I thought it wasn't effective. Very cool experience of a training. Also, i know more people that I can possibly know in the span of two months. Various people of various background, e.g. play a...

I just found out that I drafted this post almost 4-5 years ago ------- Hari ini, dan hari-hari sebelumnya, again I have nothing to do in particular at my office. Alhasil, gue jadi browsing-browsing dengan gagah berani, menyelip sana-sini di antara koneksi internet klien gue yang menggemaskan. Lucu amat tu internet, ngeblokir situs tergantung mood, detik ini semua lokal bisa tapi internasional ngga bisa, trus 5 menit kemudian, lokal dan internasional sebagian doang yang bisa.. AAARGH.. emosi jiwa sayah.. Anyway, setelah browsing-browsing ke www.80spurple.com akhirnya gue kepikiran buat belanja online cara tradisional. Dimulai dengan iseng-iseng ngeliatin butik online temen kantor gue ( www.beliyuk.com ) yang tas-tasnya luthu-luthu, akhirnya berimbas ke google dengan keyword " jual harlem beat " HEHEHEHEHE. Seru juga tawar-menawar ma orang ngga dikenal via email dan sms. Rata-rata ngasi harga Rp 9000 - Rp 10.000 per buku belum termasuk ongkos kirim. Mahal amat yah....

It's only days before I turned 30. The sacred number, or like one of my friends like to put it, the wizardry age.. "There's a legend in the internet if you stay virgin on 30, you're becoming a wizard." Huh O_o Anyway, apparently since the last time I checked in to this blog, I've been to several places, traveled to see new people and experienced new culture. Let's see.. some of my notable journeys Hong Kong and Thailand in November 2013 An enjoyable trip, mostly doing girly things, we shop, we eat, we laugh, we got lost.. HAHAHAHAHA.. Hong Kong is a nice place, we met with a couple of old people, took pictures of them, listened to their stories, exchanged kisses on the cheek multiple times (why??), tried every single means of transportation, love it. Macau is as amazing as Hong Kong, cooler and fancier of course. I didn't dare to step into the casinos for the fear of getting rejected at the front door due to my youthful and innocent face (yuck...

A couple of months ago (seemed seriously like YEARS ago), I was involved in an engagement, nope, not the one prior to any wedding ( I wishhhh! ), but a project engagement. The time period was typically short, one month and extended into another month. But hell if that was the first time (in a really long time) I felt like jumping out of my 35th floor office cubicle.. not to the ground, mind you, but rather jumping into an embrace of a gentleman ( halahhh ). Yeah, anyway, in this so called time-period of the project, semangat nasionalisme gw sangat membara dan I ended up staying at office real late, mostly at 11 PM, but it is not rare that I went home nearing dawn ( okeh, lebay ). It's all up to my wallet situation, really. When me having no shit, I insisted to go home at 11 PM since it was the last train to catch up. Standard conversation with the cab driver Supir: Malem, Mba. Mau dianter ke mana? Gw: Malem, Pak. Ke stasiun Sudirman ya. Supir: Loh? Malem-malem gini masih ada...