Although that I’m still single (repeated: s-i-n-g-l-e.. God, that word recently always comes to my mind and begin to familiar with myself ;P), it doesn’t mean that I don’t have any family man conversations. Since most of my friends in my audit team have their own family (wife/husband and kids), so I feel that I’ve got a lot of informations about the knowledge regarding the family business..
Well, someone should need to be tutored before they enter the battle field, right? ;P
So one of the things that really made Mr. B (one of my supervisor) worried that his kid (a boy in the age of 15, who studies in the 1st year of high school) was detected to have.. a girl friend. Actually that was a very & really normal thing. But, Mr. B was afraid that his boy will do something dangerous.. you know.. regarding s_x’s matter. That’s why he advised his kid about that, “Hey, please becareful, do you understand that should you try to explore ‘that thing’ with her it will be a dangerous step of your life!” And you know what his kid said? “Aahh, relax Sir. I know what I’m doing. I’m not a kid anymore. I’ll be careful with that. I have known about s_x! Better than you thought!”
It left kind of shocked feeling to Mr. B, for accepting that his kid has grown up so fast. And then, suddenly, we all went to our own experience in the past. Right now we are in the age of 30s & 40s, and we wondered of how we knew the information about s_x for the 1st time. Mr. B said that he knew about it in the age of 13, from his friend. And I confirmed that I had that experience too. I knew from my friend when I was 11 years old. We were in elementary school, we were gossiping about our teacher who at last being pregnant after her marriage of 5 years. It was kind of horror feeling to me to accept the reality that baby was made (like my friend said, connecting men's 'thing' with women's 'thing', you know.. I think I shouldn't be obvious to tell exactly what the 'thing' is..), not just given incidentally from God!
And at that time suddenly I felt connected with those kissing, huggings, and some kind of romantic activities between men and women, which I’ve seen from television or movies, and of course made them felt panick and tried to cover my eyes with their hands in order not to see that. My friend named the terms for such activity as f_ck_ng! He also emphasized that no baby will be delivered in the world without those f_ck_ng activities!
Of course it was too young for us to understand about surrogate mothers and so on.. ;P
S_x education was given to us in elementary school and junior high. But, so far, we felt that they didn’t give enough information. So far, we just got it from ourself curiousity. Therefore, to avoid some misunderstandings among their kids, my friends and supervisor discussed the matters about when the right time for us to tell our kid about s_x. Mr. B said that he prepared to talk about it as soon as his boy (he has 2nd son, who is in the age of 12) steps his age into 14. Mr. I, who has a son of 11 years old agreed with that, then he also suggested that the study is introduced by inviting kid to take a bath with their parents (e.g. son with dad, and daughter with mom). Also in that activity, mom and dad each give explanation about s_xual organ, and about the change of it when we are grown up..
In this section, Mrs. L gave a laugh a little, she said, “You know what? My husband didn’t want to do that anymore.” It left my curiousity to ask further, why? “Because, after doing that activity with our son, the next morning when we were having a breakfast together, also with the nanny, our son told the nanny in front of my husband about that experience. Also, he told his nanny about how big and hairy his daddy’s 'thing' was! Of course it left an awkward situation between the nanny, my husband and I!” And we all bursted our tears for laughing about it..
So, it doesn’t matter about your decision in teaching your little kids about s_x, as long as you give a note to them not to spread your teaching matters about it to CNN, VOA or any other mass media as well.. ;P
Kamis, 27 November 2008
8 HOURS OR NOT 8 HOURS, IS THAT A QUESTION?
Obviously, Shakespeare didn’t live in the era when the office has a tradition to set 8 working hours. Should there be like that, I’m sure Shakespeare would have replaced his famous tag on Hamlet (“To be or not to be, that is the question..”) with the title as above.. ;P
The statement really trigs me, when my dearest friend told me that some member of my team doesn’t like me. One of them (let’s just say, ‘the angel’ ;P), stabbed me at my behind. She gossiped me not to be efficient in working. She told my dearest friend that I almost did nothing during my work. I couldn’t give ‘the best finding’ with her statement, “He is nothing! His finding in audit result was not SATISFIED!” And, the worst was, “During his working time, he almost browsed the internet all the time!” Not mention she added, “By his quality like that, our manager still give him good grades on his personal annually appraisal!”
How 'angelic' she was! ;P
I almost said to her, “Well, why didn’t you accuse me to sleep with our manager (she is a woman) to have that high grades? Please be my guess!” But let us just store it in here (and I don’t think that she will read this notes.. he..he..)
But, later I thought nothing about ‘the finding’. I don’t care with that, as long as I could guarantee that my work has been completed well. One thing that worried me was her accusation to me for not using the working time efficiently. I have to admit that during my working time, of course I spare a time to browse the internet (not all the time, but poor alas that ‘the angel’ always seen my screen posed on the internet while she stood up and saw my laptop). It means that I didn’t use 8 hours working time efficiently. And I’ve ever heard that one of my boards (she is really so muslimah) said, “I’ve been messaged by my uzstad since the 1st time I started working here, ‘Allah has given you a chance to have a working for 8 hours in the office. So, if you are working less than 8 hours, it means you commit a sin..’”..
Hmmm.. 8 hours.. Let’s see. Besides browsing on the net during my working time, I also spared my time to ‘visit the toilet (long or short.. hey.. it depends! ;P)’, to talk with my friend through the phone or lively conversation (of course, not a business purposes ;P).. and do my praying. Well, to tell you the truth, everyday I just spent maybe only 6 hours net to work in the office!
Wow, that 'angel' really knew how to make me introspect myself.. ;P
When I compared with my other friends who still works in a foreign company (as I said, I’m working in a governmental institution), they really have a flexible time to enter and leave the office, doesn’t have any proper presence machine. So, they usually start to work at 9.00, although it was ‘instructed’ you should come on 8.00. But, they always leave after 18.00 or 19.00. But they say, the important thing is not about the presence matter, but it is about your work. The management just care about the completed assignment. They don’t care about your entering and leaving time, while in the governmental institution, the image of your entering and leaving time is still important to be considered.
After a while, I think, I really don’t care about that 'angel’s statement. Okay, I really used a time to browse a web in the office, okay I don’t come on time (they usually come at 7.00, while I come at 7.30), but my mind always employ the working matters whenever I could. In Jakarta, where a traffic jam is always be a routine menu for us, you really could use that event to.. at least think about working matters, sketch the memo, sketch the note, designing a program, think about the report concept, and so many other working matters as well. And you can also do those when you were in Bathroom (take a batch or etc.), or in a hotel (while we are on our business trip), or in a lousy date (to distract your mind from possessive girlfriend perhaps? He..he..)
And obviously it will be more than 8 hours a day..
Whether you give 8 hours or not, it’s not a big matter I guess. But, you should give your heart to the working matters. And it’s not about 8 hours or not 8 hours anymore, but it’s all about exactly like Shakespeare said in Hamlet, “To be or not to be, that is the question..”
Or If I could complete that, “To be or not to be professional employee, that is the question..”
The statement really trigs me, when my dearest friend told me that some member of my team doesn’t like me. One of them (let’s just say, ‘the angel’ ;P), stabbed me at my behind. She gossiped me not to be efficient in working. She told my dearest friend that I almost did nothing during my work. I couldn’t give ‘the best finding’ with her statement, “He is nothing! His finding in audit result was not SATISFIED!” And, the worst was, “During his working time, he almost browsed the internet all the time!” Not mention she added, “By his quality like that, our manager still give him good grades on his personal annually appraisal!”
How 'angelic' she was! ;P
I almost said to her, “Well, why didn’t you accuse me to sleep with our manager (she is a woman) to have that high grades? Please be my guess!” But let us just store it in here (and I don’t think that she will read this notes.. he..he..)
But, later I thought nothing about ‘the finding’. I don’t care with that, as long as I could guarantee that my work has been completed well. One thing that worried me was her accusation to me for not using the working time efficiently. I have to admit that during my working time, of course I spare a time to browse the internet (not all the time, but poor alas that ‘the angel’ always seen my screen posed on the internet while she stood up and saw my laptop). It means that I didn’t use 8 hours working time efficiently. And I’ve ever heard that one of my boards (she is really so muslimah) said, “I’ve been messaged by my uzstad since the 1st time I started working here, ‘Allah has given you a chance to have a working for 8 hours in the office. So, if you are working less than 8 hours, it means you commit a sin..’”..
Hmmm.. 8 hours.. Let’s see. Besides browsing on the net during my working time, I also spared my time to ‘visit the toilet (long or short.. hey.. it depends! ;P)’, to talk with my friend through the phone or lively conversation (of course, not a business purposes ;P).. and do my praying. Well, to tell you the truth, everyday I just spent maybe only 6 hours net to work in the office!
Wow, that 'angel' really knew how to make me introspect myself.. ;P
When I compared with my other friends who still works in a foreign company (as I said, I’m working in a governmental institution), they really have a flexible time to enter and leave the office, doesn’t have any proper presence machine. So, they usually start to work at 9.00, although it was ‘instructed’ you should come on 8.00. But, they always leave after 18.00 or 19.00. But they say, the important thing is not about the presence matter, but it is about your work. The management just care about the completed assignment. They don’t care about your entering and leaving time, while in the governmental institution, the image of your entering and leaving time is still important to be considered.
After a while, I think, I really don’t care about that 'angel’s statement. Okay, I really used a time to browse a web in the office, okay I don’t come on time (they usually come at 7.00, while I come at 7.30), but my mind always employ the working matters whenever I could. In Jakarta, where a traffic jam is always be a routine menu for us, you really could use that event to.. at least think about working matters, sketch the memo, sketch the note, designing a program, think about the report concept, and so many other working matters as well. And you can also do those when you were in Bathroom (take a batch or etc.), or in a hotel (while we are on our business trip), or in a lousy date (to distract your mind from possessive girlfriend perhaps? He..he..)
And obviously it will be more than 8 hours a day..
Whether you give 8 hours or not, it’s not a big matter I guess. But, you should give your heart to the working matters. And it’s not about 8 hours or not 8 hours anymore, but it’s all about exactly like Shakespeare said in Hamlet, “To be or not to be, that is the question..”
Or If I could complete that, “To be or not to be professional employee, that is the question..”
30s, SUCCESS and BEING SINGLE, WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT?
It was situated on the month of Ramadhan. My friend invited me to the Break Fasting in her residence. There were around 15 persons of them, fitted on one unit apartment in Rasuna Residence Area..
It was very merry! ;)
And, the discussion was not far from the old song.. which is.. “When Would You End Your Bachelor Status?”. If it would be composed to a song, I’m sure that Grammy at least would nominate us as ‘The Best Evergreen and Forever Last Song sang by the Singles and the Parents of the Singles’ ;P
Then, coincidentally, we all have been already in 30s, and still being single! I didn’t mean to say that we are happy with that, but since I think it is not only me who is in that ‘status’, I felt safe.. he..he.. it was wrong I guess.. but, still.. I felt safe.. I’m not alone.. he..he..
They had a brilliant mind and career; averagely they are in the mid managerial level. Some of them have finished their master studies, and one of them still battling with PhD final dissertation in Italy. Then, it was not a chick-lit story, or Sex & The City style.. which I felt at the previous time would be a fully fiction by telling a story of 30s, success and being single.. This time it was real! Real indeed! We are in the stage of being 30s, have a nice career (excluding me, please, I’m still a cleaning service staff compare to them.. ;P), and.. still single!
Most people said that we are too picky and choosy in finding our soul-mate for our future marriage. By looking at our status right now, they believe that it is us who have a big problem, not the situation, not anyone’s else situation.. Sometimes I hope that in the future, the persons who said such a thing like that to us will have the same problem like us.. or at least have children that get a situation exactly like us.. Hey, it is not like Charlotte who said, “I cursed you on the day that you were born!” but it was just a reminding spell.. which I guess it will not work at all since we are not witch and don’t have enough talent to be a professional witch! ;P
So, 30s and being single.. what’s wrong with that?
It is not all wrong, indeed. The wrong thing is, when you are 30s, success, being single, and stop looking for your forever soul mate to be your spouse.. Yes, it is all wrong. Indiana Jones doesn’t stop hunting the treasure, since Harrison Ford was still 30s (but still handsome though he is already 65s now) through Indiana Jones I, II, III & IV.. So why do we have to stop instead? Doesn’t matter to be so picky or choosy, the important thing is, find your own happiness, not the other person’s happiness, but please consider the complaint from our own parents since (Damned! I don’t want to admit it, but I have to) their happiness is the part of our happiness too..
So, to all 30s, success and being single, I just want to say to you all (and myself of course), “Don’t stop to hunt until you finally found someone..
Or until the world stop turn around.. ;P
It was very merry! ;)
And, the discussion was not far from the old song.. which is.. “When Would You End Your Bachelor Status?”. If it would be composed to a song, I’m sure that Grammy at least would nominate us as ‘The Best Evergreen and Forever Last Song sang by the Singles and the Parents of the Singles’ ;P
Then, coincidentally, we all have been already in 30s, and still being single! I didn’t mean to say that we are happy with that, but since I think it is not only me who is in that ‘status’, I felt safe.. he..he.. it was wrong I guess.. but, still.. I felt safe.. I’m not alone.. he..he..
They had a brilliant mind and career; averagely they are in the mid managerial level. Some of them have finished their master studies, and one of them still battling with PhD final dissertation in Italy. Then, it was not a chick-lit story, or Sex & The City style.. which I felt at the previous time would be a fully fiction by telling a story of 30s, success and being single.. This time it was real! Real indeed! We are in the stage of being 30s, have a nice career (excluding me, please, I’m still a cleaning service staff compare to them.. ;P), and.. still single!
Most people said that we are too picky and choosy in finding our soul-mate for our future marriage. By looking at our status right now, they believe that it is us who have a big problem, not the situation, not anyone’s else situation.. Sometimes I hope that in the future, the persons who said such a thing like that to us will have the same problem like us.. or at least have children that get a situation exactly like us.. Hey, it is not like Charlotte who said, “I cursed you on the day that you were born!” but it was just a reminding spell.. which I guess it will not work at all since we are not witch and don’t have enough talent to be a professional witch! ;P
So, 30s and being single.. what’s wrong with that?
It is not all wrong, indeed. The wrong thing is, when you are 30s, success, being single, and stop looking for your forever soul mate to be your spouse.. Yes, it is all wrong. Indiana Jones doesn’t stop hunting the treasure, since Harrison Ford was still 30s (but still handsome though he is already 65s now) through Indiana Jones I, II, III & IV.. So why do we have to stop instead? Doesn’t matter to be so picky or choosy, the important thing is, find your own happiness, not the other person’s happiness, but please consider the complaint from our own parents since (Damned! I don’t want to admit it, but I have to) their happiness is the part of our happiness too..
So, to all 30s, success and being single, I just want to say to you all (and myself of course), “Don’t stop to hunt until you finally found someone..
Or until the world stop turn around.. ;P
Rabu, 15 Oktober 2008
IT'S NOT CHASING A MOVIE STAR
Lately, I’ve heard so much news (from my friends, cousins, relatives, etc.) about their struggle to make the final assignments. You know, they are already in the last stage of their study, and the university instructed them to make final assignments (mini thesis, thesis, or whatever you want to call it). Of course, the university provided the students with one or two lecturers to give a guidance for them in makin such final assignments..
And here the story goes..
It’s about.. chasing the lecturers! Yeah, they told me stories about that. Maybe they just wanted to have a shoulder to cry on. But, I felt that it was likely to be complain that should be addressed to the lecturers themselves instead to myself. They said that it was so hard for them to meet the lecturer, to have their time in giving them the guidance of how to make a proper final assigments. Sometimes they have to wait the lecturers so long, or everytime they phoned the lecturers there were no answer or failed in connection (the phone was in off-mode perhaps), or the lecturers was flying here, there and everywhere. Sometimes they given the chance to students to contact them through the e-mail, but, in returns, the lecturer didn’t reply the e-mail.. ‘sigh’.. The lecturers still demanded to meet the students directly to discuss about their final assignment, but it was hard for the students to chase and meet the lecturers!
They said, the final assignment is more stressfull than facing the global economy crisis.. ;P
I remember the time when I made such final assignments. It was the time of my study to get the B.A. degree in Bandung. First of all, you had to propose the title and explanative proposal of your mini thesis to the secretary of department, and waiting for her approval that such proposal could be developed into one particular mini thesis. OK, it was really.. a.. BIG EFFORT! You had to get up so early in the morning, arrived in Campus at 7.00! And, looked happy if you were the 1st student who came there to meet the secretary, and looked sad if you were the 2nd, 3rd, and….th student. Not to mention, the secretay was just arrived in her office (after done so many business) at.. 11.00! So, you have to wait for 4 hours or more! You weren’t allowed in making any appointment at all before that (in order to make sure the exact time and turn of your appointment)! You had to understand if she had just for.. 1 hour to accept us in one session of consultancy! I mean, 1 hour to be divided with so many students who have queued for 3-4 hours. I often noticed that after 1 hour (available consultancy time), she just went off, and ignoring the rest of the students who didn’t came earlier to queue and couldn’t meet her in having the consultancy at all.
For 4 hours in waiting for the secretary to come, usually I chatted with my friends that I know. If I didn’t know any of students who queued with me at that time, I spent the time to read newspaper, novels, or.. sleep! I really didn’t want to re-read along my proposal to be argumentative prepared during my waiting hour, since it was so exhausting and could raise my bad mood as well!
Once, my senior who had worked (but not graduated yet, since he hadn’t done his mini thesis) came very early in the morning. He said, he took a leave for one day in order to meet the secretary for his mini thesis proposal. You know what happened? Sadly, the secretary had another business to do. She just accepted 1-2 students, and my senior hasn’t got the chance. My senior was furious, and said to the secretary, “I took a leave from my office today, just for this! This university really was not professional!” Of course, the secretary was so furious too, “Hey! I always spare a time for you all! It should be you who have to adjust your business with us!” I don’t know what happened in a details with my senior, but I’ve heard that he graduated 1 year after me.. hahahahah..
It was just a proposal.. and for the mini thesis itself, I had to face the same problem! The lecturer didn’t want to give the exact time to meet me, therefore I couldn’t make any appointment with him before that. He just said, “The working time starts from 7.00.” I always came to his office at 7.00, in result I met him around 10.00-11.00, and sometimes I couldn’t meet him since he had another business to do without any notification. But, luckily, he really had a great intention to help me, and he was humble and kind, and I forgave him for all the f**cking waiting problem! ;P
But.. too bad.. to bad.. I continued my Master Degree in Jakarta.. And, I repeated that thing again! I had to wait the lecturer for so many hours. Also, I couldn’t make any appointment with him, since he was so busy, and couldn’t give the exact time to meet me. I came to his office at 10.00 (he said, he usually was in his office around that time), but in result I met him mostly at 12.00. For two hours of waiting, the novels really could be my good endearment.. ;)
Sometimes it will be a problem for those who have a steady job (while taking a study in university) that requires the exact time to meet the lecturer. They really couldn’t spend so many hours waiting in vain like that, or else they have to sacrifice their job. I really have no idea, perhaps it just happened to me and some of my friends or perhaps it just happens mostly in my country, since I don’t know about the experience of completing the final assignment when you are studying abroad.
One day my friend asked me, “When are you gonna pursue your PhD (Doctoral) Degree?” Well, that question raised a kind of horror feeling for waiting and chasing the lecturer in the past time! It was not a movie star that I chased about! It was a lecturer! So, I think, I will vote Sandra Dewi or Dian Sastro to be my lecturer for my PhD dissertation then!
Therefore, chasing the lecturer and the movie star is not different after all.. ;)
And here the story goes..
It’s about.. chasing the lecturers! Yeah, they told me stories about that. Maybe they just wanted to have a shoulder to cry on. But, I felt that it was likely to be complain that should be addressed to the lecturers themselves instead to myself. They said that it was so hard for them to meet the lecturer, to have their time in giving them the guidance of how to make a proper final assigments. Sometimes they have to wait the lecturers so long, or everytime they phoned the lecturers there were no answer or failed in connection (the phone was in off-mode perhaps), or the lecturers was flying here, there and everywhere. Sometimes they given the chance to students to contact them through the e-mail, but, in returns, the lecturer didn’t reply the e-mail.. ‘sigh’.. The lecturers still demanded to meet the students directly to discuss about their final assignment, but it was hard for the students to chase and meet the lecturers!
They said, the final assignment is more stressfull than facing the global economy crisis.. ;P
I remember the time when I made such final assignments. It was the time of my study to get the B.A. degree in Bandung. First of all, you had to propose the title and explanative proposal of your mini thesis to the secretary of department, and waiting for her approval that such proposal could be developed into one particular mini thesis. OK, it was really.. a.. BIG EFFORT! You had to get up so early in the morning, arrived in Campus at 7.00! And, looked happy if you were the 1st student who came there to meet the secretary, and looked sad if you were the 2nd, 3rd, and….th student. Not to mention, the secretay was just arrived in her office (after done so many business) at.. 11.00! So, you have to wait for 4 hours or more! You weren’t allowed in making any appointment at all before that (in order to make sure the exact time and turn of your appointment)! You had to understand if she had just for.. 1 hour to accept us in one session of consultancy! I mean, 1 hour to be divided with so many students who have queued for 3-4 hours. I often noticed that after 1 hour (available consultancy time), she just went off, and ignoring the rest of the students who didn’t came earlier to queue and couldn’t meet her in having the consultancy at all.
For 4 hours in waiting for the secretary to come, usually I chatted with my friends that I know. If I didn’t know any of students who queued with me at that time, I spent the time to read newspaper, novels, or.. sleep! I really didn’t want to re-read along my proposal to be argumentative prepared during my waiting hour, since it was so exhausting and could raise my bad mood as well!
Once, my senior who had worked (but not graduated yet, since he hadn’t done his mini thesis) came very early in the morning. He said, he took a leave for one day in order to meet the secretary for his mini thesis proposal. You know what happened? Sadly, the secretary had another business to do. She just accepted 1-2 students, and my senior hasn’t got the chance. My senior was furious, and said to the secretary, “I took a leave from my office today, just for this! This university really was not professional!” Of course, the secretary was so furious too, “Hey! I always spare a time for you all! It should be you who have to adjust your business with us!” I don’t know what happened in a details with my senior, but I’ve heard that he graduated 1 year after me.. hahahahah..
It was just a proposal.. and for the mini thesis itself, I had to face the same problem! The lecturer didn’t want to give the exact time to meet me, therefore I couldn’t make any appointment with him before that. He just said, “The working time starts from 7.00.” I always came to his office at 7.00, in result I met him around 10.00-11.00, and sometimes I couldn’t meet him since he had another business to do without any notification. But, luckily, he really had a great intention to help me, and he was humble and kind, and I forgave him for all the f**cking waiting problem! ;P
But.. too bad.. to bad.. I continued my Master Degree in Jakarta.. And, I repeated that thing again! I had to wait the lecturer for so many hours. Also, I couldn’t make any appointment with him, since he was so busy, and couldn’t give the exact time to meet me. I came to his office at 10.00 (he said, he usually was in his office around that time), but in result I met him mostly at 12.00. For two hours of waiting, the novels really could be my good endearment.. ;)
Sometimes it will be a problem for those who have a steady job (while taking a study in university) that requires the exact time to meet the lecturer. They really couldn’t spend so many hours waiting in vain like that, or else they have to sacrifice their job. I really have no idea, perhaps it just happened to me and some of my friends or perhaps it just happens mostly in my country, since I don’t know about the experience of completing the final assignment when you are studying abroad.
One day my friend asked me, “When are you gonna pursue your PhD (Doctoral) Degree?” Well, that question raised a kind of horror feeling for waiting and chasing the lecturer in the past time! It was not a movie star that I chased about! It was a lecturer! So, I think, I will vote Sandra Dewi or Dian Sastro to be my lecturer for my PhD dissertation then!
Therefore, chasing the lecturer and the movie star is not different after all.. ;)
Selasa, 12 Agustus 2008
THE ADVERTISING WHICH KNOCKED MY HEART.. (1)
I have to admit that I forgot about the product which made such advertising..
But the point is, the advertising on the TV told us about ‘possessive girl’. On the scene, it was situated that a man was avoiding the phone call from his girl. It has been described that the girl was phoning him over and over again (obviously, more than 1 times in a one day), and the man was so furious, until he made a record of his voice in an answering machine, "Sleep, at my house, alone.." To be easily visualized, here is the scene of the conversation by phone:
1st Scene
The girl:
(while dying her hair after taken a bath) "Honey, what are you doing, and who are you with now?"
The man:
(answering machine, but seems that the girl didn’t know that it was an answering machine.. yeah, it was silly, but hey, it’s an advertising.. you will not be punished for being silly all the time) "Sleep, at my house, alone.."
(the man was playing guitar at the room)
2nd Scene
The girl:
(while having lunch) "Honey, what are you doing, and who are you with now?"
The man:
"Sleep, at my house, alone.."
(the man was fixing the bike in the garage, manly activity)
3rd Scene
The girl:
(on the beach, and sounded furious) "Honey, don’t you miss me? Why don’t you call me?"
The man:
(the man was playing the video game), "Sleep, at my house, alone.."
4rd Scene
The girl looked so furious, and she went to the apartment of his guy, knocked hard the door, looked at the Cockatoo near the door saying, "Sleep, at my house, alone.."
And the guy opened the door with the face of 'Caught in the act-style', and the girl just silent while throwing her angry face.. and then appeared the letter on the TV, "Do you have any possessive girl?"
Maybe.. the right question is, "Did you ever have any possessive girl?"
Yeah, that’s meeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;P
Since I have had a comfortable situation with my previous girl (around 6-7 years of our relationship), who could be driven by me (I'm a bad guy.. he..he..), I have been shocked with the two next girls that I had after that. My previous girl didn’t dare to demand nor ask me to phone her or see her often. Enough just by SMS.. not more than 10-15 times a day, and seeing her just once a week, every Friday night, so I could spent my entire weekend by myself.. OK, you could say that it was wrong and very stupid thing to do.. it was my dumb perhaps, but I’m kind of enjoy it well (I'm bad again.. he..he..)..
The circumstance has forced me to leave her (long story).. and I had to find another girl..
The 1st another girl:
My friend has introduced me with her. She was nice (the 1st impression), and rather pretty. Wearing veil (v), rather plump, looked smart. Even that it was not the kind of girl that I dreamt about..
I think I have to tell you my own reason, because a lot of people said that, "Hey, don't wait to long to end your bachelor status, nobody's perfect, please, you will never get anything you want.."
So, when the time brought someone who was 50% closely to my will (later on I thought, I have to increase the level of tolerance until 70-80%.. he..he.. ABSOLUTELY!), I thought, that was the time for me to accept it without any hesitation..
I still want to try to have a relationship with her.. I thought, perhaps God has shown me the way..
To eliminate 'the bad sounding and gossiping' from other people (especially in my 'f***ing' office and 'f***ing' big family.. he..he..),
To make my parents happy (in a wide terms, my oh my..)..
To end my loneliness..
Yeah.. you could tell me that, I’ve been eaten by my own wish.. it was a kind of boomerang. I was afraid of being lonely, and then even that I was not sure 100% about this girl to be my pair, I forced myself to be with her. And, it was really kind of rather miserable for me. Let’s point it out:
1st:
She really likes to phone and hates SMS! She said that SMS could be emotionless. She likes voices. Yeah, well, I didn’t mind at the 1st time. But when the call has been touched my ear for about twice a day at least (could be more, of course, and always).. and each call at least spent 15 minutes at the 1st (and 2nd, and 3rd.. and so on) one, and the last one spent about 1 hour (and I really couldn’t reject it nor end it, it was hard, she forced me, and I really didn’t have any stand position to throw it back), I started to be VERY-VERY FURIOUS! I really had to skip so many other things to do since I have to accept her calls.. at car, at bookstore, at supermarket, at office, and each calls tended to be 15 – 60 minutes! ARRRGGGGHHH!!!! And, by so many calls, I felt the increasing of possibility from me to say something wrong to her, even I didn’t mean to..
2nd:
She really wanted to have me in her way. For example, she has ever said to me that she didn’t like the kind of metro sexual guy. Hey, I don’t feel that I’m one of them, but she accused me to. And when she remembered that I could play piano, she asked, "Why do you play piano? Why not guitar? I thought that it was common for a man to play guitar but not a piano." I was shocked. I defended myself, "Hey, a lot of great pianists are men! Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt!" You know what she said? "Are they normal? Are they married?" I was double shocked! Did she accuse me to be abnormal?! She really wanted to create ‘another version of soul’ in my body! Did she like me as the way I am? Or she just wanted to catch me 1st and then ‘revised’ me later? What am I? Some kind of BOOKS?!!
3rd:
She demanded that I have to.. I repeat.. HAVE TO.. put her in my mind always, wherever and whenever I go. When I was in Bandung, I just dated her for 2 weeks. I always sent SMS to her everyday, but she felt it wasn’t enough. Instead of phoning me (at the time I haven’t got CDMA, which I could tell to be big problem for me considering her madness of phoning in a scale of hourly everday.. noted.. HOURLY EVERYDAY! He..he..), she just sent SMS, "I have to be ALONE for A WHILE!" As a guy who was panic to be left by a girl, I called her via my GSM celular from Bandung, even I was so tired, wanted to sleep, and spent so much money to call her. And, of course, something like that repeated again.. and again.. until.. I broke up with her..
I really couldn’t define well about ‘possessive girl’, but by looking at the advertising regarding to that matter, and remembering my case with v-girl, maybe we could say that she was the one like that. I couldn’t stand being under her position always (you know what I mean), understood her always more than she understood me, forced her willingness, and always tried to trig my dignity with her statement such as, "Should you not want to follow me, it would be better for us to break up.."
First, I could tolerate..
Second, I could tolerate..
Third, hhhhgggghhhhh.. I could tolerate it as well (be patient guy, be patient..)
Fourth?
JUST GO TO HELL WITH THAT!
;P
PS: It’s not that she’s not the right person for me, but perhaps, I’m not the right guy for her..
But the point is, the advertising on the TV told us about ‘possessive girl’. On the scene, it was situated that a man was avoiding the phone call from his girl. It has been described that the girl was phoning him over and over again (obviously, more than 1 times in a one day), and the man was so furious, until he made a record of his voice in an answering machine, "Sleep, at my house, alone.." To be easily visualized, here is the scene of the conversation by phone:
1st Scene
The girl:
(while dying her hair after taken a bath) "Honey, what are you doing, and who are you with now?"
The man:
(answering machine, but seems that the girl didn’t know that it was an answering machine.. yeah, it was silly, but hey, it’s an advertising.. you will not be punished for being silly all the time) "Sleep, at my house, alone.."
(the man was playing guitar at the room)
2nd Scene
The girl:
(while having lunch) "Honey, what are you doing, and who are you with now?"
The man:
"Sleep, at my house, alone.."
(the man was fixing the bike in the garage, manly activity)
3rd Scene
The girl:
(on the beach, and sounded furious) "Honey, don’t you miss me? Why don’t you call me?"
The man:
(the man was playing the video game), "Sleep, at my house, alone.."
4rd Scene
The girl looked so furious, and she went to the apartment of his guy, knocked hard the door, looked at the Cockatoo near the door saying, "Sleep, at my house, alone.."
And the guy opened the door with the face of 'Caught in the act-style', and the girl just silent while throwing her angry face.. and then appeared the letter on the TV, "Do you have any possessive girl?"
Maybe.. the right question is, "Did you ever have any possessive girl?"
Yeah, that’s meeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;P
Since I have had a comfortable situation with my previous girl (around 6-7 years of our relationship), who could be driven by me (I'm a bad guy.. he..he..), I have been shocked with the two next girls that I had after that. My previous girl didn’t dare to demand nor ask me to phone her or see her often. Enough just by SMS.. not more than 10-15 times a day, and seeing her just once a week, every Friday night, so I could spent my entire weekend by myself.. OK, you could say that it was wrong and very stupid thing to do.. it was my dumb perhaps, but I’m kind of enjoy it well (I'm bad again.. he..he..)..
The circumstance has forced me to leave her (long story).. and I had to find another girl..
The 1st another girl:
My friend has introduced me with her. She was nice (the 1st impression), and rather pretty. Wearing veil (v), rather plump, looked smart. Even that it was not the kind of girl that I dreamt about..
I think I have to tell you my own reason, because a lot of people said that, "Hey, don't wait to long to end your bachelor status, nobody's perfect, please, you will never get anything you want.."
So, when the time brought someone who was 50% closely to my will (later on I thought, I have to increase the level of tolerance until 70-80%.. he..he.. ABSOLUTELY!), I thought, that was the time for me to accept it without any hesitation..
I still want to try to have a relationship with her.. I thought, perhaps God has shown me the way..
To eliminate 'the bad sounding and gossiping' from other people (especially in my 'f***ing' office and 'f***ing' big family.. he..he..),
To make my parents happy (in a wide terms, my oh my..)..
To end my loneliness..
Yeah.. you could tell me that, I’ve been eaten by my own wish.. it was a kind of boomerang. I was afraid of being lonely, and then even that I was not sure 100% about this girl to be my pair, I forced myself to be with her. And, it was really kind of rather miserable for me. Let’s point it out:
1st:
She really likes to phone and hates SMS! She said that SMS could be emotionless. She likes voices. Yeah, well, I didn’t mind at the 1st time. But when the call has been touched my ear for about twice a day at least (could be more, of course, and always).. and each call at least spent 15 minutes at the 1st (and 2nd, and 3rd.. and so on) one, and the last one spent about 1 hour (and I really couldn’t reject it nor end it, it was hard, she forced me, and I really didn’t have any stand position to throw it back), I started to be VERY-VERY FURIOUS! I really had to skip so many other things to do since I have to accept her calls.. at car, at bookstore, at supermarket, at office, and each calls tended to be 15 – 60 minutes! ARRRGGGGHHH!!!! And, by so many calls, I felt the increasing of possibility from me to say something wrong to her, even I didn’t mean to..
2nd:
She really wanted to have me in her way. For example, she has ever said to me that she didn’t like the kind of metro sexual guy. Hey, I don’t feel that I’m one of them, but she accused me to. And when she remembered that I could play piano, she asked, "Why do you play piano? Why not guitar? I thought that it was common for a man to play guitar but not a piano." I was shocked. I defended myself, "Hey, a lot of great pianists are men! Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt!" You know what she said? "Are they normal? Are they married?" I was double shocked! Did she accuse me to be abnormal?! She really wanted to create ‘another version of soul’ in my body! Did she like me as the way I am? Or she just wanted to catch me 1st and then ‘revised’ me later? What am I? Some kind of BOOKS?!!
3rd:
She demanded that I have to.. I repeat.. HAVE TO.. put her in my mind always, wherever and whenever I go. When I was in Bandung, I just dated her for 2 weeks. I always sent SMS to her everyday, but she felt it wasn’t enough. Instead of phoning me (at the time I haven’t got CDMA, which I could tell to be big problem for me considering her madness of phoning in a scale of hourly everday.. noted.. HOURLY EVERYDAY! He..he..), she just sent SMS, "I have to be ALONE for A WHILE!" As a guy who was panic to be left by a girl, I called her via my GSM celular from Bandung, even I was so tired, wanted to sleep, and spent so much money to call her. And, of course, something like that repeated again.. and again.. until.. I broke up with her..
I really couldn’t define well about ‘possessive girl’, but by looking at the advertising regarding to that matter, and remembering my case with v-girl, maybe we could say that she was the one like that. I couldn’t stand being under her position always (you know what I mean), understood her always more than she understood me, forced her willingness, and always tried to trig my dignity with her statement such as, "Should you not want to follow me, it would be better for us to break up.."
First, I could tolerate..
Second, I could tolerate..
Third, hhhhgggghhhhh.. I could tolerate it as well (be patient guy, be patient..)
Fourth?
JUST GO TO HELL WITH THAT!
;P
PS: It’s not that she’s not the right person for me, but perhaps, I’m not the right guy for her..
Jumat, 18 Juli 2008
LEISURE TIME IN JAKARTA (1): AROUND THE MALL IN 80 MINUTES..
My head was so full of things and 'things'!
He..he.. well, it was hard to explain in detail..
So, one day, after office hours.. I decided to go to Gramedia 'Great Sale' in Grand Indonesia (one of the biggest malls in Jakarta, relax.. we have so many big malls around here.. he..he..), I decided to come there..
First, books is and will always be my second lover besides my girl and future wife, of course..
He..he.. nothing could replace that..
Second, I just want to eliminate this resentment feeling by shopping..
And, books or CDs will be a great subject to manifest bloody shopping that I wanted to do..
Then I went to Grand Indonesia..
I’ve seen the Gramedia Great Sale is held on the East Wing of the mall..
East wing?
Where the hell was it?
I’ve never seen East Wing before..
I’ve just visited West Wing so many times when I went to that mall..
So, when I went to the East Wing.. I was.. kind of.. yeah.. rather shocked!
In the 3rd level, There was a nice Japanesse Garden, surrounded with a big rock decoration, a nice fountain, nice trees and flowers,
and companied by the tune from traditional Koto playing Japanesse tune..
The light was so soft, neither too bright nor dark.. gave us a very warm and cold sensation..
The pavement was composed from the stone also.. I felt that.. I wasn’t in the mall.. but..
I’m ready to meet Oshin there (so 80s! He..he..)
And also,
In that 3rd level..
Besides Japanesse garden.. comes.. Chinesse style.. near to Fun Zone area..
So many Chinesse lamps, ball and red shiny, hanging on the the ceiling.. the high ceiling if I could say..
And It was also combined with the nuance of Dutch Style, not far from the Chinesse area..
Then, moved to the 4th level, it took me to.. New York in the mid 40-50s, completed with the decoration of old cinema theater..
Described by the posters from old motion picture starring Cary Grant, Katharine Hepburn and Clark Gable..
While you were walking along the pavement, the old tune of jazz style entertained you, and brought you to the times you’ve never imagined before..
Thus by seeing an old mini electric train (tram) as the additional ornament, stood along the way..
The street light, the stone pavement was so natural to build the nuance of New York in 40-50s..
It’s like traveling by time machine, and saw America in the golden days after the world war was over..
Still wanna have another?
Take a look at the 5th level. The level which Gramedia held the Great Sale..
The floor took you to the land of 1001 Nights. Middle East moved here, I thought!
The Arabic tune was surrounding the environment. I was ready to meet Aladin or Abunawas,
But instead.. I met so many restaurant employees who offered me to drop by in their restaurants..
But I was not in a good mood to taste neither food nor drink. I just wanted to use the time to walk as much as I could..
In a result.. I didn’t buy any book in Gramedia Great Sale..
Yeah, you could tell that! He..he..
Since I was not so much attracted to the offering (just 10%)..
And I bought English Classics in return at Kinokinuniya of West Wing..
But,
I really felt like Mr. Fogg in Around The World in 80 Days, when touring around Grand Indonesia..
Even that It couldn’t eliminate my resentment feeling 100%.. absolutely indeed..
At least.. Jules Verne could make another version of his novel..
By looking at my experience of 80 minutes there..
He..he.. well, it was hard to explain in detail..
So, one day, after office hours.. I decided to go to Gramedia 'Great Sale' in Grand Indonesia (one of the biggest malls in Jakarta, relax.. we have so many big malls around here.. he..he..), I decided to come there..
First, books is and will always be my second lover besides my girl and future wife, of course..
He..he.. nothing could replace that..
Second, I just want to eliminate this resentment feeling by shopping..
And, books or CDs will be a great subject to manifest bloody shopping that I wanted to do..
Then I went to Grand Indonesia..
I’ve seen the Gramedia Great Sale is held on the East Wing of the mall..
East wing?
Where the hell was it?
I’ve never seen East Wing before..
I’ve just visited West Wing so many times when I went to that mall..
So, when I went to the East Wing.. I was.. kind of.. yeah.. rather shocked!
In the 3rd level, There was a nice Japanesse Garden, surrounded with a big rock decoration, a nice fountain, nice trees and flowers, and companied by the tune from traditional Koto playing Japanesse tune..
The light was so soft, neither too bright nor dark.. gave us a very warm and cold sensation..
The pavement was composed from the stone also.. I felt that.. I wasn’t in the mall.. but..
I’m ready to meet Oshin there (so 80s! He..he..)
And also,In that 3rd level..
Besides Japanesse garden.. comes.. Chinesse style.. near to Fun Zone area..
So many Chinesse lamps, ball and red shiny, hanging on the the ceiling.. the high ceiling if I could say..
And It was also combined with the nuance of Dutch Style, not far from the Chinesse area..
Then, moved to the 4th level, it took me to.. New York in the mid 40-50s, completed with the decoration of old cinema theater.. Described by the posters from old motion picture starring Cary Grant, Katharine Hepburn and Clark Gable..
While you were walking along the pavement, the old tune of jazz style entertained you, and brought you to the times you’ve never imagined before..
Thus by seeing an old mini electric train (tram) as the additional ornament, stood along the way..
The street light, the stone pavement was so natural to build the nuance of New York in 40-50s..
It’s like traveling by time machine, and saw America in the golden days after the world war was over..
Still wanna have another?
Take a look at the 5th level. The level which Gramedia held the Great Sale..The floor took you to the land of 1001 Nights. Middle East moved here, I thought!
The Arabic tune was surrounding the environment. I was ready to meet Aladin or Abunawas,
But instead.. I met so many restaurant employees who offered me to drop by in their restaurants..
But I was not in a good mood to taste neither food nor drink. I just wanted to use the time to walk as much as I could..
In a result.. I didn’t buy any book in Gramedia Great Sale..
Yeah, you could tell that! He..he..
Since I was not so much attracted to the offering (just 10%)..
And I bought English Classics in return at Kinokinuniya of West Wing..
But,
I really felt like Mr. Fogg in Around The World in 80 Days, when touring around Grand Indonesia..
Even that It couldn’t eliminate my resentment feeling 100%.. absolutely indeed..
At least.. Jules Verne could make another version of his novel..
By looking at my experience of 80 minutes there..
Selasa, 15 Juli 2008
THE REVIEW (2): LANDED ON EARTH WITH SEX & THE CITY..
I have to say.. I don't like New York..The truth is.. I LOVE NEW YORK!
;P
So, that's why, when the 1st time I've heard that Sex & The City was adapted to the big screen, I couldn't wait to see it through..
And.. wallaa.. I've watched it three times.. Once in another country.. please noted that, and twice in Jakarta. And I'm still eager to buy the DVD version (piracy from the original files of course.. he..he..) as soon as it will be issued to the market..
From every movie that I've seen regarding New York City, Sex & The City is the best! I mean, that's the best movie which could describe 'The Big Apple' in the whole. I've never been coming to New York. But by watching the serials, and also the big screen version, I felt that I was involved in the rhythm of the city.
New York.. my oh my.. when will you take me there? ;P
Anyhow..
Even though I was flying to New York by the movie, indeed the movie told us that we have to stay on earth. There was no 'Fairy Tale' like Cinderella that could happen in your life, thus you have to give the big effort in order to achieve something..
Look at Carrie Bradshaw, the centre of the topic. She had a dream to get a big wedding with Mr. Big, but Mr. Big didn't come to answer Carrie regarding that matter, and the big that she has imagined before wasn't 'big' anymore. Looks like that the small (even the tiniest) one that happened in your life could be big incidentally..
And how about Miranda? The ambitious lawyer? Who has a husband, whom working as a Bartender? She had to face the reality, that everything should be made, not coincidentally happened. She had to work hard, to save her marriage, since her husband cheated behind her..
Charlotte, the rich girl who really wanted to have a child.. After so many years trying with her husband. She got pregnant. Looks like that the tale came true at last. But, she really kept her big effort to guard her pregnancy..
Samantha, the woman of 50, who dated a hunkie Hollywood movie star.. felt that she lost her spirit.. getting fat.. and also.. not knowing herself. She really wanted to left his hunkie boyfriend.. but she remembered that the hunkie always guarded her when she had a chemotherapy during her cancer elimination process..
Carrie noted to Samantha, "Are you happy? Hey, remember.. you just compared your relationship with Chemo.."
Carrie noted to Miranda, "You have to forgive your husband.. it's the matter of forgiveness.."
Carrie noted to Charlotte, "You run everyday (Charlotte was afraid to jog since she had pregnancy which she has waited so long).. that's what you do.."
The point is.. Carrie invited us to land on earth. This is not a fairy tale.. this is life that you have to live on by. And she also invited us that we have to look for our life, bitter or sweet, to be tasted, whenever it passed us by.
The movie was too chicky perhaps for some persons who defined to have a high artistic taste. But, hey, don't care about chicky or beefy, as long as it could take me to New York and safely landing on Earth..
Of course.. I could not refuse that..
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About me..
- The Heart is A Lonely Hunter
- I've been passing time watching trains go by.. All of my life, lying on the sand watching seabirds fly.. wishing there would be, someone's waiting home for me..