Jakarta pukul 05.00 wib
AC ruangan kantor lt.19 super duper dingin, terlebih setelah wudhu-an subuh, jadi agak-agak menggigil deh. Tidak ada jacket atau sweater karena dari awal memang ngga ada persiapan menginap. Mau pulang terkendala hujan nanggung yang lumayan bikin kuyup... jadi ketimbang agak-agak meriang mending agak-agak ngeblog dulu lah...
This time I'm writing in bahasa. The topic might not interesting much, as I have told you at my previous post, nothing huge happened on me recently. Sometimes I feel unconfidence to share my thoughts to public through this online media, compare with those stories written by my fellas Mio or Asri who face challenging lifes out there.
Ada buku menarik "Diary of A Wimpy Kid" atau dalam bahasa Indonesia cerita anak lemah dalam konteks 'katro' karya Jeff Kinney. (Kisahnya jadi 1st New York Times Best Seller thrice, lho..)
Saya tidak mencoba untuk mengulas buku ini, tapi ada bagian menarik dalam seri "The Last Straw" dimana Greg Heflley, karakter dalam buku ini menghadapi pergulatan untuk tetap konsisten dengan resolusi tahun barunya yaitu menjadi anak yang lebih baik terhadap orang-orang di sekitarnya. Sementara in return bukan perlakuan serupa yang ia dapatkan. Hadiah Natal dan tahun baru yang ia dapatkan jauh dari yang diharapkan.
Cakrawala berpikir Greg memang sedang lugu-lugunya, maklum anak yang baru duduk di tahun ke 7 (mungkin tahun pertama sekolah lanjutan pertama di Indonesia ya). Tapi saya menemukan banyak nilai dari karya Jeff Kinney ini yang mendorong saya untuk berkontemplasi, paling tidak mulai berlatih menulis lagi disini.
Seperti kemandegan karier yang membuat saya merasa agak-agak frustasi belakangan ini. Sempat terjebak dengan penyesalan di masa-masa pengambilan keputusan dulu, seandainya saya terima pekerjaan yang lain, mungkin situasi tidak akan sesulit ini. Namun hanya dengan ilmu ikhlas yang sederhana, akhirnya saya berpikir it's not the end of everything. :)
Rabu, 23 Juni 2010
Minggu, 20 Juni 2010
That's what friends are for
It's been more than a year I left my blog without any post, while my great friends (Asri, Pia and Mio) have had their great stories posted.
therefore i am trying to make one now, even though I don't know what am i going to write about, seemed that not many interesting things happened on me.
Only my last visit to thailand where I covered stories about political turmoil in Bangkok caused by Red Shirt movement. That probably becomes most exciting experience I got this year. There were huge challenges to work where I can speak Thai, work without fixer and in difficult situation. At last, I can accomplished it well, since my new friend Timothy Marbun and Yudi from Metro TV (An Indonesian News TV Channel) helped me much. Thanks a lot for them.
so now, I decide to write about how important friends to me, while watching brasil versus ivory coast at tonight world cup match.
Well, once my aunt (who take care of me during my teenage time) told me, that too close with friends even could jeopardize your relationship with them. She said so, because I spent my days mostly with my friends, so i hardly to stay at home. At that time I was so black sheep on the family, without any intention to do so.
Probably, disobedience that I performed to my family give me another life learning experience.
(paused for a while, attention to the match, Robinho gives his firs shoot to Ivory Coast in early minutes)
So my really first friend was in college, he was almost two years older than me. Both of us were very active in students association in our university, until we involved in a community project. In that project, we have different thought about how we should manage our money and activities. Well finally it took us apart.
My next best friend was in the same age. We worked at same company where we almost spent our time together in office and in our boarding house. We even travel together a lot to Bandung and his hometown, for more than 100 kilometers and more than 3 hours. It was great time but conflict because of woman was took me away from my best friend.
But no matter how I mad to them, the truth is... I miss them
Sometimes I think, loosing your best friend even hurt rather than broke up with my girlfriend. I dunno why I felt that way. I guess there must be good reason in breaking up with girlfriend such as do not have anything in common, long distance or there's no heat anymore... after broke up you can turn became her good friend and you can find another girl. But loosing your best friend, means you really lost them.
LikeDionne Warwick or Stevie Wonder said in their song:
"For Good Times And bad times, I'll be on your side forever more, That's what friends are for"
So keep your friends around ^^
therefore i am trying to make one now, even though I don't know what am i going to write about, seemed that not many interesting things happened on me.
Only my last visit to thailand where I covered stories about political turmoil in Bangkok caused by Red Shirt movement. That probably becomes most exciting experience I got this year. There were huge challenges to work where I can speak Thai, work without fixer and in difficult situation. At last, I can accomplished it well, since my new friend Timothy Marbun and Yudi from Metro TV (An Indonesian News TV Channel) helped me much. Thanks a lot for them.
so now, I decide to write about how important friends to me, while watching brasil versus ivory coast at tonight world cup match.
Well, once my aunt (who take care of me during my teenage time) told me, that too close with friends even could jeopardize your relationship with them. She said so, because I spent my days mostly with my friends, so i hardly to stay at home. At that time I was so black sheep on the family, without any intention to do so.
Probably, disobedience that I performed to my family give me another life learning experience.
(paused for a while, attention to the match, Robinho gives his firs shoot to Ivory Coast in early minutes)
So my really first friend was in college, he was almost two years older than me. Both of us were very active in students association in our university, until we involved in a community project. In that project, we have different thought about how we should manage our money and activities. Well finally it took us apart.
My next best friend was in the same age. We worked at same company where we almost spent our time together in office and in our boarding house. We even travel together a lot to Bandung and his hometown, for more than 100 kilometers and more than 3 hours. It was great time but conflict because of woman was took me away from my best friend.
But no matter how I mad to them, the truth is... I miss them
Sometimes I think, loosing your best friend even hurt rather than broke up with my girlfriend. I dunno why I felt that way. I guess there must be good reason in breaking up with girlfriend such as do not have anything in common, long distance or there's no heat anymore... after broke up you can turn became her good friend and you can find another girl. But loosing your best friend, means you really lost them.
LikeDionne Warwick or Stevie Wonder said in their song:
"For Good Times And bad times, I'll be on your side forever more, That's what friends are for"
So keep your friends around ^^
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