Put my nose to the grindstone

I’m not sure what kind of state I’m in right now.. I’m miserable but yet can laugh about it I just put my situation into statements : - Ever feel you’re tired of doing something but you just can’t stop it? - Here I am.. waiting. Life is waiting. (The Terminal, Tom Hanks). If you think that waiting is negative, I’m not sitting back and let something happen. I’m fighting in my despair Someone gave me this profound quote: - The best thing about loving and being hurt is you get to know what true love really is. For as gold is tested in fire and so will love be perfected in pain.. (thanks Mang!) And the following statements, came from my short but intense YM conversation with my dear friend Tanya: (Thank You dear..) - There's nothing wrong with believing in love - There must be external forces, which I believe is the power of God that strengthen me as a weak human being to become stronger than ever in this agony - You can’t feel the bitterness and the sweetness of love unless you take the plunge... - I’m not there yet.. I haven’t got to the point where I can fully be unruffled with what decision I’ve taken Bahasa premannya: ‘karena kalo lo gak berasa udah mentok, adanya lo gak tuntas dan makin gantung !’ some of you probably think of me as this pathetic loser or stubborn girl .. oops.. correction! pathetic cute loser or stubborn cute girl.. It’s a free world, full of different interpretation.. (But, You have to believe that I’m so damn cute!! Hahahaha) So while I’m hanging in there, I just put my nose to the grindstone.. Your responsibility to the professional world somehow is able to make you concentrate not only on your misery.. It helps. Mari kita bekerja kawan! Hahaaha

My recent pics

Since the pics are too big, I just put the link here From last saturday event (kekahan Radi) [ workaholic, me and the tough mom ] [With Tama] ..please.. don't give your comment about my hair.. *masih sensi bo huhuhu* *satu lagi update ga berkelas dari gue.. hehehehe maklum.. lagi banyak urusan niy.. urusan hati pula! huhuhu

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K o k o l o g y

Kokology – The Game of Self-Discovery Kokology\ kõ kõl õ jē\ n [Japanese, kokoro, mind, spirit, feelings + Greel. –logia, the study of] 1. A series of psychological games designed to uncover emotional and behavioral traits of the players 2.A popular term for the interpretation of the hidden meanings of human behavior and situational reponses – kokologist n – kokological adj – kokologize vi. ______________________________________________________________ Okay, so why am I reading this book? Because my friend Indah told me to read it about a month ago.. But I’m not sincerely interested to buy this kind of book (you know.. buku quiz gini lah) Luckily, I can borrow it from my friend’s husband. Yippie.. I just want to quote some of my revealed hidden attitudes / facts: (dengan kata lain.. niy ceritanya diri gue gini lhooooooo bowww… huhuhu) I don’t say that these are true.. I accept criticism and even outbursts in a positive way, but that’s not to say I take them lightly. Apparently, 5 is the number of obstacles and crises I see myself as having overcome in my own life so far. The thing I most want is for my children to grow into unique individuals. I don’t want them to be forced into the cookie-cutter molds of school, work, and society in general. My Stress level: Close to 100. I feel so much stress in my life that I ignore reality and try to achieve the impossible (mmm..??) This is my favorite part (the one with the key to Into the Depths): ‘The sound I heard out of the darkness reveal how I got through bad experiences in my past.’ I heard wordless moaning, that means I went through the hard times in my past alone. The moaning I hear in the dark is my own buried pain. Furthermore, I happen to have a history of ignoring problems in the hopes that they’ll just go away. (Hah!) I feel a little uncertain if an attractive person suddenly asked me out on a date. (tapi pastinya NGEBET ABIS kalo diajak ama F.Coco.. Hahahah) I am hungry for the same attention and affection I received from my mother as a child. (really??) I have a natural talent for interpersonal relations. People respect my ability to communicate with others and the way I help bring diverse groups together. Just by being around, I help others work more smoothly and efficiently, making me an invaluable member of any project or team. (jadi bagi yg nge-genk ama gue, gue anaknya asik men! Hahaha Dan bagi…….. should we sign the contract now? hahaha) I think I have an answer for every accusation, a justification for every fault. To me, an argument may be just a chance to hone your skills at debate. Sambung nanti lagi ya.. Hey! I gotta work here! Hahaha..

Just to keep it going

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Lydiette and Inskidahv

--- Finally, we met for the first time. --- [30 minutes before] Media >> SMS Lydiette : Inski dear.. Gw lg makan cumi di ujung jalan deket PLN.. Lo ada kelas ya? Inskidahv: Yaapp… Gw ada kelas, lo maen aja ke sini.. gue bisa kluar2 kok [1 day before] Media >> Telpon Inskidahv : ‘Hey entar makan siang bareng yuk, gue udah di Blok M’ Lydiette: ‘Duh hari ini ga bisa Ndah, dah janji nemenin temen gue potong rambut’ [5 days before] Media >> MSN Messenger Lydiette: Eh Ndah, jadi minggu depan udah pindah blok M niy? Inskidahv: Iyaa.. ! [2 weeks before] Media >> MSN Messenger Inskidahv: wah di L*** ? Kebetulan 2 minggu lagi DS bakal pindah ke deket situ! Jadi kita bisa makan siang bareng! Lydiette: oh Yaa?? [approximately 1 month and 1 week before] Media >> MSN Messenger Lydiette:Duh kasih kado apa ya Ndah? Inskidahv : Gini aja.. lo ajak jalan2 naek busway malem-malem mengelilingi kota Jakarta.. [1 month and 2 weeks before] Media >> Forum Inskidahv : ada yg punya Ive Mendes yg judulnya If You Leave Me Now ga? kalo ada please gue minta dong... Lydiette : Indah.. kayanya gue punya deh... cuman gw ga tau itu Ive Mendes apa bukan but I have a strong feeling it is .. berminat?? [Approximately 7 months ago] Media >> Forum Inskidahv : Gue lagi nyari software buat ngeprint cd label nih... Gue kemaren ke Mangga Dua dan beli label CD gituh. Nah sekalian gue cari software buat ngeprintnya. eh ternyata ukurannya ga ada yang pas Lydiette: kalo gw siy bikin templatenya di adobe pagemaker formatnya jg yang kayak gitu (memanjang ke bawah 2 label) kalo mau gw dgn senang hati berbagi.. . .. … --- Finally, we met for the first time. --- Lokasi : Digital Studio ‘Gedung Something’ di sebelah Gedung Victoria Blok M Waktu : Lydiette’s lunchtime, Inskidahv’s Freehand class Tone : Hangat dan sumringah, dibumbui penyesalan krn rambut jelek gue Background : temen-temen Inskidahv (huhuhu Kesian bener jadi background) Acara : Berbagi cerita.. ( Oh crap! BERGOSIP!! ) Nice to meet you in person Ndah.. ! Looking forward to our lunch this Friday..

I HATE MY HAIR. BAD HAIRCUT. .:SKALA 1 - 5:. TINGKAT PENYESALAN TELAH MEMUTUSKAN POTONG RAMBUT PADAHAL MASIH BAGUS : 4,5 (O,5 point positif untuk poni yang bagus ) TINGKAT KEKECEWAAN SAMA MR.F the hair stylist (padahal yg pertama berpredikat SANGAT memuaskan BANGET) : 5 Karena sama sekali tidak sesuai dengan gambar model yang kita sepakati bersama di awal. TINGKAT KRISIS PERCAYA DIRI : 4 TINGKAT KEINGINAN MENCABIK-CABIK KACA CERMIN : 6 (Melebihi batas) TINGKAT RASA TERIMA KASIH PADA TEMAN-TEMAN YANG MEMUJI (Ga tau beneran apa engga.. ) : 5

Scenario : Death of Lydia A. Tarigan

Gw lagi membayangkan salah satu cara gue meninggal di masa depan (sorry, a little gloomy here.. ) [Indonesian] click! *hehe biar lebih seru..* !! CAUTION !! CORNY MATERIAL BELOW!! Alkisah taun 2020.. (I’ll be 39 then, but I still look like a 29) Bumi menjadi semakin kacau morat marit. Polusi mencapai tingkat terparah, semakin susahnya mendapatkan cinta sejati (njrit!), Setiap orang setiap hari berangkat beraktivitas seperti robot.. di dalam hatinya, mereka menjerit-jerit untuk memperoleh kesejahteraan.. Dan paling parah.. semua negara menjadi satu.. (ga tau deh itu parah apa engga.. hihihi) dan diperintah oleh satu orang kaisar (yak! Kaisar!) yang kerjaannya tiap hari nyimenk udara segar (karena udara segar udah jarang didapat, saking langkanya, tuh udara jadi bisa memabukkan dan bikin giting.. hauehauhua). Keceriaan hanya didapat dari anak-anak berusia 1-7 tahun. Begitu menginjak usia ke 8, mereka berubah jadi anak yang depresi dan tidak akan ceria lagi sepanjang hidupnya. (anjrit, NGERI abiss.. ) Sampai ketika suatu hari, tiba-tiba langit membelah dan keluar suara yang menggelegar.. gar.. gar... "HEY KALIAN MANUSIA.." Semua manusia pun menengok ke atas (dari seluruh pelosok dunia, kompak bow nengok ke atas) dan sejenak merasakan kembali sedikit kebahagiaan.. Sang suara berkumandang kembali "APA KALIAN MAU KEADAAN BUMI SEPERTI DULU LAGI? ADA KEBAHAGIAAN, ADA KECERIAAN, ADA HARAPAN??" Semua mata langsung berbinar-binar.. dan tak lama kemudian, mereka menggangguk berbarengan... "TANPA BASA-BASI, KALIAN BISA MENDAPATKANNYA... " Orang-orang pun bertepuk tangan dan untuk pertama kalinya dalam waktu yang cukup lama, mereka bisa tertawa dan tersenyum lagi (oh NO, kok gw semakin norak ya? Haha.. bagi yang ga tahan, you may stop here.. Peringatan ke 2) “TAPI..” ‘DON’T!!’ ternyata ada tapinya bo..pikir semua orang “IYA DONK MEN! GILAK AJA LO GUE KASIH HADIAH, TAPI GA ADA BALASANNYA..” sang suara menjawab pikiran semua umat manusia.. “KALIAN HARUS MENJAGA DENGAN BAIK SELURUH SUMBER DAYA ALAM” *pesan sponsor dari aktivis lingkungan* “KALIAN HARUS BERUSAHA MENJAGA PERDAMAIAN” “dan.. KALIAN HARUS MENGORBANKAN SEORANG PEREMPUAN YANG MUKANYA AWET MUDA, LUCU, BERPERAWAKAN TIDAK TINGGI, ANAK BUNGSU,….” *dem! banyak amat niy syaratnya* ” “.. UMUR 39 TAHUN, TAPI KAYANYA MASHI KELIATAN KAYAK 29 TAHUN, DULUNYA...." perlahan-lahan seperti sudah diprogram semua orang melirik ke arah gue.. hihihi.. saat itu gue sedang berada di Milan, abis jemput anak sekolah… * Sekelumit tentang kehidupan gue * Anak tersebut adalah buah perkawinan gue dengan Francesco Coco, yang saat itu udah jadi Presiden nya klub Milan United – Inter Milan dan AC Milan merger di bawah 1 bendera pada tahun 2015. Kami bertemu untuk pertama kalinya ketika gue jalan-jalan ke Milan, setelah dateng ke Cannes, soalnya iklan gue masuk nominasi Cannes Lions 2008 (ciyeh.. muda berbakat, global pula! *aih inget Lutuye jadinya.. Gaya gaul global.. huhuhuhu*) Kita bertemu pas gue lagi nonton Inter Milan latian di markas mereka di Appiano Gentile. Ga tau kenapa, Francesco Coco yang lagi pemanasan lari keliling lapangan, tiba-tiba menengok ke arah gue.. Gue yang juga lagi memperhatikan dia sontak tersenyum semanis dan sok imut abis bis bis.. Gue pikir, kapan lagi pandangan gue bisa bersiboku ama dia.. Hahaha.. ( I TOLD YOU.. THIS IS CORNY! Ini peringatan ke 3.. ) Akhirnya karena pandangannya terpaku pada gue, Francesco Coco pun menubruk tiang gawang bola.. (hahahaha srimulat goes to Milan). Tim medis pun datang mengecek keadaannya. Gue antara kasian campur takut, jangan2 gw ntar disalahin lagi.. Huhuhu.. Ge-er berkepanjangan.. di akhir latihan, ada 2 orang petugas meminta kesediaan gue untuk ikut ama mereka.. Ternyata gue dipanggil booow sama Francesco Coco.. Deg2an.. “This is it.” pikir gue.. ‘the moment I’ve been waiting for..’ Selama bertahun-tahun gue membayangkan kejadian ini, memimpikan pertemuan ini.. ..bersambung di kesempatan berikutnya.. (padahal udah males nerusin tuh.. huhuhuu) DEATH SCENARIO: RELOAD Dikelilingi oleh tatapan nanar dan penuh harap dari semua orang, gue jadi salting donk.. Ya iya siy emang, ciri-ciri yg disebut sang Suara sama ama gue.. cuman… cuman.. Pikiran gue penuh dengan penolakan-penolakan.. Semua orang perlahan lahan mengangkat tangan kanannya dan menunjuk ke arah gue.. (anjrit HORROR bener.. hahahaha) “bukan.. bukan saya..” ucap gue pelan.. “TINGGAL DI EROPA, PADAHAL ASLINYA DARI TAPANULI INDONESIA” “bukan.. “ “MENYUKAI KENTANG, DAN PALING TAKUT DIKEJAR ORANG GILA” (ref. lihat: This and That) “iya sih.. tapi…” “PERNAH MENGANGGAP MENCONTEK ITU BUKAN SESUATU HAL YANG SALAH” “anjrit! Tau dari mana tuh?? Kan masih SD” “DIKAGUMI DAN DIELU2KAN OLEH TEMANNYA FARINA” “Oh iya? Wow.. I never know that.. Thanks Cong.. *sambil melihat ke arah kamera..hahaha*” “DAN SEBELUM SAYA BERSUARA INI, DIA SEDANG MENJEMPUT ANAKNYA YANG..” “OKAY! Okay! Iyaaa!! Itu SAYA ! ITU SAYAAAAAAAAA” “YA GA PERLU HISTERIS GITU JUGA SIH..” ucap sang suara Semua orang masih memandang ke arah gue.. Hening sesaat.. semenit.. 3 menit.. 15 menit.. 50 menit… Dan ada suara orang berlari dari arah belakang, oh itu suami gue.. Bang Coco Tarigan.. *huaehuaehuahuaa..* Dia memandang gue tanpa berkata apa-apa Sementara anak gue mulai menitikkan air mata.. ‘wow.. udah lama tidak ada emosi seperti ini.. jadi sang suara ga maen2, beneran lho doi..’pikir gue Gue tertunduk lesu.. Jika memang dunia bisa kembali bergairah.. jika memang dunia dapat kembali hidup.. Coco pun langsung memeluk gue.. Erat. *ciyeh jadi sedih gini…* Lama… Hening kembali… Lydia dan Francesco Coco berpelukan.. Gue berucap pelan.. “I have to do this..” “I know..” potong Francesco Coco. Setelah kami berpelukan, memeluk anak kita, duduk sebentar, ngupi2 dulu.. *huhuhu* Tiba saatnya.. Kematian gue… Semua orang berkumpul di alun-alun kota Milan.. “WAIT!.. saya mau permintaan terakhir, “ “OK, APA ?” “Saya mau.. didatangkan orang-orang berikut : keluarga lengkap (keluarga inti dan batih), teman-teman dari TK sampe kerja, salah satu keturunan mantan Presiden Indonesia SOEKARNO, keturunan Audrey Hepburn, Oprah Winfrey , John Mayer , Ian Somerhalder(Rules of attraction), Chad V. (peserta For Love or Money 2 yg menang), rekan-rekan sejawat Francesco Coco di MILAN United….” (Sang Suara *kerennya: THE VOICE* sibuk mencatat) “.. anggota Cirque du soleil mentas 10 menit dulu, dan kematian saya tolong diiringi oleh nyanyian Josh Groban.. membawakan lagu hitsnya yang sudah lawas “ (THE VOICE mikir) Gokil ni cewe.. THE VOICE: “BAIKLAH.. “ *Poof!* Semua permintaan gue dikabuli.. “TIBA SAATNYA.. PADA HITUNGAN KE 4, KAMU AKAN MERASA LEMAH.. LUNGLAI.. ITU KARENA SISTEM TUBUH KAMU AKAN BERHENTI PERLAHAN-LAHAN, TAPI TENANG.. KAMU TIDAK AKAN MERASA SAKIT..” “1..” “Oh Selamat tinggal semua.. “ucap gue berusaha tenang (background music: You raise me uuupppp.. so I can stand on mountains ….) “2..” “Smoga dunia kembali bersinar ya..” (background music: You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas) “3..” “aarrgh.. lemes beneran ni men..” (background music: I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;) “4..” (background music: You raise me up… To more than I can be) “Bubye My love..” untuk Francesco Coco.. Titttttttttttttttttttttttttt… *SFX: Bunyi alat pemacu jantung berhenti* The End What???? Heeey.. I want to die for a cause ! Hahahaha..

This and That

Things I Do not understand / Can not understand : 1. Accountants and their job.. Yikes! Although every company needs one, and that means there is always a land of opportunity for them, but.. the office hours.. the endless task.. *bergidik gw mikirinnya juga* But I admire them! For doing such job.. 2. Mulholland Drive : If somebody out there can tell me what the movie is really about.. PLEASE! Make a comment! 3. Narrow minded people . I’m afraid of : 1. Being chased 2. madman, deranged people So, my biggest fear is: Being chased by a madman.. Hahahaha My favorite food : French fries, Mashed Potato, Potato Salad, Pastel Tutup, Croquette, Hey do you notice something? Mmm.. Can you see it? Yeah You! The one in a shirt ( Hihi… ) What? Yupe! You’re correct! I like potato.. dan berbagai macam varian pengolahan masakannya..

The origin of this blog

My friend Cong started her blog when she was still working in the advertising agency.I went in for blogging at the third week of my job. BUT! There is a significant difference, why we decided to be these writing whores.. Hahaha.. Mempertontonkan tulisan kami secara terbuka untuk dibaca orang lain.. Cong was desperately seeking for some excitement in that time.. Not like her friends, she found working in the advertising agency (above the line, below the line, in the line, on the line, or whatever.. :P) soooooo bothersome.. Setiap hari, si gadis ,yang mengaku alter-ego nya Beyonce dari tanah Batak ini, menulis email penuh caci maki betapa menyebalkannya keadaan di kantor.. Dan akhirnya, semesta tak mengizinkan dia mengendapkan ion-ion negatif dalam kulitnya… muncul lah blog manisnya itu.. sebagai buah karya kebosanannya di kantor.. at least, si congkiy mongkiy ini melakukan kegiatan positif dengan menebar pesonanya lewat tulisannya pada orang lain.. Me. On the other hand… have a different aspiration.. Ciyeh.. I’m happy at the office, my boss is smart and hilarious, I have nice and friendly colleagues (my seniors), the atmosphere is always pleasant and comfortable.. free hot drinks everyday (various, from tea to cappucinno) , cozy environment,… it can go on and on.. (except I’m just an internship, waiting.. hope it’s not in vain.. hahaha :P) Unlike Cong a.k.a Feyoncé, Blog is not the answer to boredom, coz I never have a dull day in this office.. It’s just my passion to entertain people with my writings.. Hahahaha… bassiiiii!!!! Nah, I’m just teasing you.. Sewaktu gue bercengkerama erat dengan masa-masa pengangguran gue (aih jiji), gue sering menulis di mailing list.. isinya macem-macem.. dari analisa pasar BEJ sampe review pertunjukan sirkus oriental.. Huhuhu engga ding… I just love writing.. that’s all. Dan setlah itu, milis-milis gue lagi pada sepi.. agak-agak malas mo nulis tapi ga ada tanggepan.. hehehe.. Mendingan gue nulis di blog ini, jangkauan pembaca lebih luas.. Hahaha..