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Few months ago, me and my not-so-little-brothers anymore went on a vacation to Ujung Genteng, Sukabumi. Why Ujung Genteng? Simply because we wanted to go to the beach. But most of all, we picked Ujung Genteng because it's untouchable unlike the other vacation spot which too mainstream and too crowded to visit, and fortunately it was true. Ujung Genteng offers an extremely pretty scenery that you can't resist and what makes it more pretty, it gives that serene feeling that I actually feel it was my own private beach.</div>
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Speaking about the trip, the trip itself wasn't as easy as we predicted before. We thought it would take approximately 5 hours to reach there. But actually it took 8-10 hours (slightly forget)! With damaged roads and minimum streetlight, we finally reached there and voila! It was such a pleasure to be there!</div>
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We also managed to visit Cikaso waterfall. The waterfall is unique because it has 3 separated waterfalls in one area. To reach there, we also had to walk in between the paddy field, into the woods, and by the river. What a long journey but it was worth the pain.</div>
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The way back home wasn't easy also! We tried different route but
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okay because all of us had a good time together! Honestly this is our
first siblings vacation without our parents. We're effin tired but you
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By the way, I think it's been an ages since my last #OOTD post. So here I am showing you my recent bridesmaid dress. :)</div>
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Speaking of writing, I think I need to find another motivation in order to make me eager to write tons of blogpost. Sooo, I've been listing down few interesting "bribe". Here's to give you (and me also) such new motivation to write again!</div>
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1. Buy a cute notebook.</div>
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Idea pops in such unpredictable time. While in fact I tend to forget easily. Therefore I have to write my ideas down on notebook. Well I know that's such a silly reason. I knew I could write
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I used to write in my own bedroom or cafes. But now, I finally got a proper working desk in my office. Hopefully it will be comfortable enough for writing and developing many many ideas. :)</div>
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Traveling to Singapore was indeed full with so much pleasure. It gave me that tingling sensation. A feeling which I can't explain thoroughly with sentence. In conclusion, it was great.</div>
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Singapore has so many artsy place which easily captured my heart when I went there. One of them is Haji Lane neighborhood. Haji Lane filled with so many cute cafes and pretty stores. All in one place for retail therapy.</div>
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It was surprising to found a tiny little place with so much uniqueness like Haji Lane. I definitely will come back again if I go to Singapore on the next holiday!</div>
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I am one of those people who love comfort zone. I tend to stay at the same place instead of seeking for another adventure to conquer. I prefer laying down on a cozy couch to roaming in a wild jungle. Call me 'old style lady' but that's me. So, for me, moving on isn't an easy task to do, honestly.</div>
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But why suddenly I picked moving on as a title for this post? What kind of moving, actually? Well, the year of 2014 was full of 'moving on' activity for me. I had to move from my old job (a job which full of entertainment) to another job (a serious one). I also had to move from my home (a home I've been living for almost 25 years) to another new home (a strange one). So yes, the highlight of my 2014 was: moving on.</div>
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I am excited to see the after-effect I'm gonna get from those activities. I'm deligthfull to wait what will come after it. But in fact, moving on wasn't all about happiness. The process was also painful. I've got to face the bitter reality that moving on also contains a large amount of sadness and sea of tears. And yes, I gotta sum up my 2014 as the year of ups and downs. </div>
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Starting from the beginning of the year, I went through many obstacles. The hardest obstacle to face was 'being jobless'. It was extra painful to be in such condition where you're in productive age, but did absolutely nothing. Actually I'm already accepted in one government organization at that time. That's why I decided to resign from my previous job. What made it worse, I supposed to start working in March. Yet in the end, the company told me to start working from May. Therefore my trimester in 2014 was useless without being able to have a 'permanent job'. I started to feel afraid. I was extremely anxious whether I was truly accepted as one of their employee or not. I heard the same lame questions everyday, asking when I'll start to work in my new office, is the announcement reliable, and so on. I was so pathetic at that time.</div>
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In September, I experienced another 'moving on'. To be honest, it was more painful than the previous one because it was so sudden. Just like what I said at the beginning of this post: I am one of those people who love comfort zone. If I'm already in love with one thing or one place, I won't jump in another cave until the universe told me to do so. And that's happened few months ago. I had to move from my old home because of one particular reason or we can just say the universe told me to move out from my home. A home which truly feels HOMEY. A home which gave me that familiar feeling. A home which full of warmth. A home which was a perfect shelter through the good and the bad, through thick and thin, through the ease and tough condition. There weren't any thought in my brain that I will move out from that house. I thought I would live forever in that house because I had fallen so deep in love. I was born and grew up there. But then I found out that I was wrong. I couldn't live forever there and I had to move into a new place. A place which completely new that gave me strange chill. A place that made me raise my eyebrow because of the confusion. A place that made me complain all day about how discomfort it was. At that period of time, it was extremely hard to say goodbye because saying goodbye to something that used to be a part of my daily basis was indeed distressful. I was completely melancholic at that time.</div>
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Living my life just like usual? It wasn't that simple at that period of time. I tried to endure all the bitterness I've experienced during the process of 'moving on'. No answer except struggling and waiting. There was such phase of extreme downfall, definitely. But I'm glad to know I survived. Thanks to the quote "good things come to those who wait". It was effin true. It felt so real. I finally realized that 'moving on' is about letting go of the past, accepting the circumstances, and adapting to the new environment. Just wait a bit for a good end. Eventhough day by day might be too hard to be passed, don't worry. Because happiness will come anytime soon. At least that's how I feel nowadays.</div>
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2014 was another year of getting to know more about maturity. Despite all the crappiness that led me drown into lots of vague thought, I have to say thanks to 2014. Because to be at the place I am living now is beyond amazing. I am happy. Truly happy.</div>
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So, welcome 2015. I hope you will be a wonderful and joyous year ahead. Don't be afraid to surprise me (in a good way, of course).</div>
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So many stories to update in this blog, so little time. Na ah. I lied. Actually I'm just extremely lazy to start writing again. How about I upload few of my favorite photos from my previous trip to Malang instead? I hope you don't mind. :)<br />
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ENhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08918466469157428429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044603740897864732.post-18560142740891613672014-09-21T21:01:00.001+07:002015-01-08T20:43:29.431+07:00#20FactsAboutMeSo yesterday, a friend of mine @ranggacepot tagged me to join the latest challenge #20FactsAboutMe on instagram. I thought I wouldnt join this challenge at all. But I was wrong. Well, challenge accepted then!! (You can also check it on my insta account @seswiena)<div><br></div><div>1. I can't swim. Yet my dream holiday destination is Maldives.</div><div><br></div><div>2. I love sweet treats! Candy, cake, ice cream, martabak, donuts, etc.</div><div><br></div><div>3. Biting lips in one bad habit of mine.</div><div><br></div><div>4. Living and studying in Melbourne is also one of my dream. (Hopefully it will come true. Aamiin.)</div><div><br></div><div>5. Can not leave oriental boys alone. I have a huge crush on T.O.P of BIGBANG, Ahn Jae Hyun, and Kim Woo Bin.</div><div><br></div><div>6. I used to be a collector of few items. From wooden display to Happy Meal toys. But unfortunately it has stopped. Currently thinking about collecting crystal ball as a new hobby.</div><div><br></div><div>7. My all time favorite fragrance: Clinique Happy Woman & Man (don't judge me)</div><div><br></div><div>8. I <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">once fallen from ojek when I was in high school. Blame it on my bad intentions. I wanted to smack my friend but failed. Karma did exist.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">9. My method of working out: running, bicycling, aerobic.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">10. I have small moles behind my left knee. That's why people said I love to walk around.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">11. When I chat, I won't left 'HAHAHA' behind. I always type it everytime I reply someone's chat. HAHAHA. So nonchalant.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">12. My voice is so unstable. Just like my personality. Sometimes it can be in the lowest tone just like silverboyz (if you know what I mean), sometimes the tone can be too high. Even dolphin couldn't handle it.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">13. My own fashion statement: RING! I feel weird if I don't wear ring on my finger.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">14. A true Scorpion. Egocentric, sharp-tongued, sometimes antagonist. Hahahaha.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">15. Still 24 but already got so much grey hair (genetic factor). Yet I can't wait till the day my hair completely turn into grey so I could have my own pastel hair without bleaching it first. :p</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">16. It's difficult to act as a normal lady. Therefore I choose to be gidil lady instead. Aha!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">17. I love watching the rain pouring down through the window while sitting in the car. Duileeee...</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">18. I grit my teeth while I sleep.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">19. Can't resist anything in pink. But currently being tempted by red.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">20. I once appointed as flag hoisting troop (not sure what to call it in english) in school and I failed. I raised the flag upside down and all participants of the ceremony had to turn back until the flag raised correctly. So embarrasing. I won't forget it till the end of time.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Well, those are #20FactsAboutMe. How about you? 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I was looking at my father this morning and suddenly realized that he's so old now. His face is a little bit pale, and the wrinkles on his face has grown a lot than before. The look of his eyes shows that he's currently thinking about few things. It's so saddening to see him in that condition. However I'm proud of him for being such a dependable father for his family, through the good and tough condition. And also for being such a hard worker man at his retire age. As a daughter, I am really proud of him.</div>
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I used to think that he's a cold person with egocentric mindset and honestly, until now, sometimes it feels kinda awkward to be around him because he tends to not to smile and rarely jokes around. But when he starts to talk, he always encourages me to continue study until I get my own PhD title. He gave me tons of advice about life. He said to me, as a woman, I may have to stay at home when I'm marrying someone later. But he said, I can not use marriage as a reason to stop me to join graduate school. He added, I have to always broaden my knowledge, pursuing my career, and have a better life than himself.</div>
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For all those angers, protests, and rebel time, I would like to apologize.</div>
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Dear Bapak, I know I may not be able to say this to you face to face. That's why I write this post to say those unsaid words. I don't even know how to react if someday you've read this post and ask me directly. That would be so awkward, I guess. And I hope you wouldn't mind about that.</div>
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Dear Bapak, you may not be a perfect human being. You have so many flaws. But in my honest opinion, you deserved to be the one I look up to. </div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Dear Bapak, honestly I almost teared up when I write this post and I hate being so sentimental like this. I know you hate it also. For you the one who has been my influence, I would like to say "You've inspired me a lot. Thank you."</span></div>
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I live in grey area. It's not that I'm bad, but I'm not that great either. I tend to be a person in 'standard/default mode'. To be honest, I am a person who often trapped in the middle of stagnancy. I tend to stop and not finishing the things I've been working on if I find it less interesting. I am a person with lack of consistency. There I said it. </div>
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For you my dearest pals who read this post, shortly after you read I bet you'll think about "what the hell this person doing?" and I guess some of you will think that I'm insane. But I beg for your pardon pals, actually this conflicted thoughts have already hanging on my mind since ages ago and the best thing to do for me is writing all these conflicted thoughts in this blog.</div>
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Hiyabadabadoooooo! So glad to be back here after such long hiatus. A bit confused to decide from where do I have to start. Well, starting from mid May, I'm officially working in a new office. I can't call it working actually. Because from mid May until now, all I've done is just adapting, conversing, listening, studying, and not to forget: training (physically).</div>
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So, after 3 days of orientation at my new office, finally I came to Rindam Jaya (Resimen Induk Daerah Militer Jaya Jayakarta, TNI AD) in Condet, East Jakarta, on May 23rd in order to be trained by so called bunch of soldiers. I was extremely worried and anxious about what will happen there. Besides,<span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"> <span class="hps">I'm</span> <span class="hps">not a</span> <span class="hps">person who</span> <span class="hps">frequently</span> <span class="hps">use</span> <span class="hps">a physical</span> <span class="hps">on a daily basis</span></span>. But thank God, all those bad thoughts actually never happened. To be honest, the training I've ever attended in high school was much more frightening than the training I got in Rindam Jaya (except PBB). Maybe it's because of female seniors I've met in high school. You know, women could be extremely scary sometimes. And thank God once again, there's no female trainer in Rindam. One thing for sure, I'm not downgrading the position of woman here. But when I think about how to survive in one week when I was in Rindam, the first thing I beg to God is: please let it be only male trainer there. :p</div>
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The first day in Rindam was quite 'fun'. One thing that less fun was meal time. I had to eat a set of lunch and dinner in a big portion. I felt guilty with my same-table-partner because I had to ask them to help me. Surprisingly, I could eat those big portions on the next day till the last day. Hahahaha. Thanks to tummy's remarkable adapting skill. Also hats off to those big portions, I've gained 1 kilo after I left Rindam (triple huftness). The other interesting time on my first day in Rindam was bath time. In each dorm (or we call it barrack there), we only got one big bathroom and all 60 women had to bath together in it with all those chatting, screaming, giggling, and so on. </div>
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Day by day, I've barely managed to adapt with Rindam's cycle of life and there I arrived on the last day. The last day was the heaviest and the funniest of all day I've been through in Rindam Jaya. All physical things from crawling, running, push-up, sit-up, occurred on last day. The funniest things are the 'Jasmani Militer' session and of course the long awaited free time. In 'Jasmani Militer' session, I made it down the hill with only a rope. Such a cool experience for me. A bit disappointed because there's no flying fox there. But this experience will forever stay in my brain and heart. Trust me.</div>
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After orientation days and physical training in Rindam, now I've arrived at the most crucial moment on my days as a Rookie Public Servant. Yup, it's Diklat Prajabatan, filled with so many classes from the first day (June 5th) till 23rd day (June 27th). Please pray for me so I can pass the exam, graduating with excellent score, and throwing away the title 'rookie' and fully working for the Ministry as a Public Servant. :)</div>
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Last weekend was definitely a reunion weekend. It was so nice to meet people you used to see frequently in the past. Reminisced about the good old memories and of course snapped so many pics just like the pic above. The pic above actually consists by some blur pics from my phone and (surprisingly) Google Plus combined it as one pic, making it a brand new and cool GIF. It really fascinates me how technology has been contributing a great help for my life. I'm deeply amazed.</div>
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No one like farewell. Neither do I. That's what I thought when the day (Friday, January 24th) has come. Although that day was long awaited, still, I couldn't lie that I got mixed-feeling both in my heart and mind. That day become one of the most memorable day in my life. I felt sad and excited at the same time. Sad because I'm no longer able to work with bunch of weird (in a good way) co-workers who made each day of work felt colorful, full of laugh and random (not to mention crazy) behavior. Excited because there's another puzzle awaits me to be done, another challenge that needs to be accomplished ahead.</div>
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Still clear in my mind how I first entered Indika FM as an employee in December 17th, 2012. There's nothing I could do in my first day of work except smiling, shaking hands, asking what to do, and how it goes in the office. I think those are the standard of being a newbie, right? I also still remember my first meeting with the other co-workers there. How long we brainstorm in order to get fresh ideas for client. How often we debate to each other about our ideas. How hard we laugh to lame jokes. I still remember it.</div>
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Working in a mass media (radio, in particular) was like riding a rollercoaster. The first few months was a bit hard for me. To adapt and to adjust with how fast the regeneration in office got me a bit taken aback. The tight deadline and the never-ending-revision also got me a bit upset. But thankfully, day by day, I managed to overcome those obstacles and I could blend well because Indika FM was more like a college than an office. Thanks to its
employees who keep the youth vibe alive. Thanks to them who able to make my life at work just like at home, my second
home. It's extremely funny how we did so much mischievous things but we aren't afraid to look childish. We also did so much rebellious things till my boss
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- Thank you for the teamwork. I would never find other co-workers as funny, as cool, and as witty as you are (you know who you are)! </div>
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- Thank you for the knowledge. My broadcast skill have developed a lot..</div>
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- Thank you for the naughty-to-horror-jokes. Each and every one of you are so humorous.</div>
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- Thank you for those free ticket concerts. I finally got to watch Girls Generation, Super Junior, 2PM, Beast, Infinite, and Sistar perform without even paying any single pennies! So delighted! :D</div>
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- Thank you for the rebel time. We might be a bit reckless but that's what make our life colorful, right?</div>
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- Thank you for giving me bunch of free goodies: so many cool merchandise!</div>
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- Thank you for the never ending snack session in the morning and evening time. I gained 3 kilos bcos of it.</div>
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- Thank you for the late nite chit chat at 711 and any other cafes. </div>
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- Thanks for the surprise and the farewell gift.</div>
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Now, let's pray for our own better future and who knows we might be able to work together again someday? That's why I don't want to say good bye. Instead, I will say, see you later folks!</div>
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In the mood for black from head to toe. With a little bit touch of red actually. Well, this style inspired by a female character in Korean drama whom always looks outstanding in a turtle-neck top and middle-length skirt. I added my mom's vintage bag, red belt, and also red clogs to complete it. By the way, I bought the red clogs from Retail Therapy few weeks ago at Brightspot Market. It's so comfy and definitely will buy another pair! :)</div>
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ENhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08918466469157428429noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044603740897864732.post-87675065414562030782013-11-18T09:34:00.000+07:002013-11-18T10:52:47.676+07:00Every Second Of It.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's good to be back. I mean it. Life has been so good to me and I'm blessed for everything that I've got until today. That's how we supposed to live this life, am I right?</div>
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Working, playing, and seeking for another gold opportunity. That's how my life goes for these past 6 months. Been enjoying every second of it because I know, if I'm not enjoying it, I'll have wrinkles on my face in no time. Unfortunately, Jakarta's traffic and weather have been extremely random and they (undeniably) hold a significant role for my life too. I can't beat the fact that my energy drained out because of it.</div>
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But once again, let's just forget it a while, and take it as a joke. A joke that make us laugh. Make us happy. Shall we?</div>
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By the way, these photos above taken by my lil brother when we're in our grandma's house. I insisted him to take these cool-effected-photos over and over again. So, he finally gave up and voila! He's a talented photographer, isn't he? </div>
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ENhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08918466469157428429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044603740897864732.post-83340198989297813572013-07-05T22:28:00.002+07:002013-11-18T09:33:40.485+07:00Have Fun Go Wild!<br />
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Just a quick update to kill the boredom. What's up, fellas? It's been a while since I appeared here. I hope you are in a great condition and be able to reach your dream in no time. But don't forget to have fun and go wild, I suggest. <br />
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P.S: The snake is my office's property, and its name is Selly. It's my first time taking a photo with a snake so pardon my lame expressions. So, let's have fun go wild and have a fab weekend!!! :D<br />
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Since most of my time has brutally stolen by a thing so called "working", so here I am, updating the blog when I got spare time and good mood again. To make it short, since I become an employee, weekend never been this tempting before. I feel that weekend has become the most valuable time for me. And I bet you know that azdjdfhakjgfkad feeling when you wake up on Monday morning, right? That feeling when you suddenly think "huh? It's Monday already?". Yes, I'm sick of it already.</div>
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Suddenly remember about my very last night in Semarang. Right before my departure to Jakarta on the next morning. Those rollerskating scene with my college mates that suddenly came up in mind. Aaaa.. Those happy yet teary moment :")</div>
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I overheard one good quote that match my mood now: only happy people can make other people happy. And yes, I am happy now. Actually, this happy mood started when I gave my mom a bouquet of red roses yesterday. I gave it to her as a gift because I wasn't able to give any gift to her on her birthday, Oct' 12. So I gave it yesterday instead. Thankfully, she liked it a lot then put those beautiful flowers on a beautiful vase. And yes, I'm happy because she's happy. So, let's spread happiness!</div>
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May 2013 be filled with lots of awesomeness! Decorated with tons of joy and prosperity. Have a successful year y'all!! :)</div>
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Ola amigo! Rainy season has come! Have you prepared your own raincoat? The weather here in Jakarta has been so lovely, I think. The city has been shrouded in black clouds lately. But it makes you miss the sunshine a bit, don't you think? Speaking of sunshine, I wanna tell you about my visit to several cities that always exposed by sun throughout the year (according to some sources: rain only pour 2 times during one year in those cities). Yup, it's Umroh Trip! And the cities I mentioned before were Medina, Mecca, and Jeddah. So, back in may, me and my family (dad, mom, 2 younger brothers) including my grandma, my uncle, and lil bro's friend went to Saudi Arabia for approximately 1 week for Umroh. That was a very precious moment because we finally found a chance to gather over our packed schedule and to be honest, this was my first trip abroad. So the excitement went rising to the highest level.<br />
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The flight schedule supposed to be at 2 pm but we went straight to the airport at 11 am because of some regulations that requires the participants to arrive early and gather 3 hours before boarding time. So we waited for about 2 hours at the airport. But to be honest, there's no boring moment at all because all I can feel is only the excitement!! And finally here it comes the boarding time. Off we went to depart to Jeddah! Bismillah. :)</div>
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So after 9 hours flight, we finally arrived at King Abdul Aziz airport at 12am (if I'm not mistaken). We had to wait for about 1,5 hours until the immigration officers are ready. I find it a lil bit boring to wait because my body already in a tired state, so I tried to distract myself with snacking and playing with my cellphone after Isha prayer. Actually, besides all the excitement that makes my heart beating so fast, honestly I also feel a lil bit anxious because of arabia's myth and stories that I heard from people who already went for Umroh. But alhamdulillah, everything's well because I keep praying I won't do any harm here. After the immigration thingy had finally finished, we directly went to bus to head to Medina (approx 5 hours from Jeddah). In the bus we got our dinner and surprisingly our dinner menu was none other than rendang!! Hahaha. We flew hundred miles away from Indonesia and got rendang inside our box meal! I found it a bit funny but it turns out that it's a common menu because so many Indonesian go to Saudi Arabia along the year.</div>
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Arrived at 4am in the morning, we had to wait (again) to get our rooms prepared. Because the trip was at peak season, so the visitor quite a lot and the hotel's employees were extremely busy. Our group wasn't the only group that had to wait until we get our room. But before us, there were 1 or 2 groups that already waited in lobby. So after waiting for 30mins, we got the key and went straight to our room and when we entered the room, it surprised me because it much more looks like an apartement than a hotel room. Got no enough time to rest, we then went straight to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Al-Masjid_an-Nabawi" target="_blank">Al-Masjid An-Nabawi</a> to do subuh prayer. The distance between hotel and Nabawi is really close. Only takes 5 minutes walk. By the way, looking at so many people walking to the Mosque to pray is just too breath-taking to be honest. Feels different when I'm in Indonesia. In Medina, I feel that I'm really nothing. Just a body filled with stack of sin. And I'm so thankful that I've got a chance to feel that feeling. It makes me realized that life isn't only about how we live now, but how we live the life after the death.<br />
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The first time I stepped my feet on Nabawi's floor was absolutely thrilling. I am completely in awe by how well the architecture is. High ceiling with many stripes ornaments on the wall that sometimes resemble Egypt's. Along the corridor there're tons gallons of zamzam water and you are able to choose whether you want to drink it cold or warm. And it's all free. The mosque is divided into several sections and each section is big. Each entrances are guarded by Askar. No cellphone and camera allowed inside the mosque. So, sadly, I didn't get to take any photos inside the mosque. But I think it's fair enough because I don't want to spoil you too much. You have to experience it yourself! :p</div>
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So many merchants on the way back to the hotel. They sell various things from meals until jewellery. The unique things is when I went to the mosque there're no merchants at all alongside the street. But when the prayer had finally done, you could find them in every step. After doing little investigation, I got the fact that there is city's regulation that prohibiting the merchant to sell when it comes to prayer time. They will be forfeit if they still doing trading activities in the time of prayer. So here they were selling this and that after the prayer had finally finished. The mosque's courtyard was completely packed and crowded. You can hear the merchant shouts "10ribu rupiah! 10 ribu rupiah!" from every corner of the street.</div>
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And the city tour had finally begun after we finished our breakfast at 9. The first destination was Quba Mosque. It took about 30 mins to go there from the hotel. Quba Mosque is actually the oldest mosque in the world. For more information about this mosque, you can read it <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quba_Mosque" target="_blank">here</a>. We didn't get enough time to enjoy the scenery because the schedule was packed so the tour leader said we gotta hurry move to the next destination. We spent approx 1 hour to enjoy the view, take some photos, and do sunnah prayer. And then, off we went to the next destination!</div>
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The tour continued to Jabal Uhud. During the trip from Quba Mosque to Jabal Uhud, I've seen cluster of rocks along the way. Another awesomeness to enjoy because I haven't seen that kind of view in Indonesia. We finally arrived at <a href="http://wikimapia.org/8073688/Mt-Uhud-Jabal-Uhud" target="_blank">Jabal Uhud</a> in no time. Completely forgot about the length of travel time but all I can remember is when we arrived there, the sun was at its peak. It was so hot. And as far as the eyes could see, I've only seen rock mountain, sand hill, and hundreds of people trying to reach its peak to pray and enjoy the scenery.</div>
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Time went so fast when you're in happy mode, indeed. The schedule for day 1 is finally over. We went back to hotel to get some rest and we also went to Nabawi Mosque. On the way back from mosque, me and my mom decided to take a different path to reach the hotel for sight-seeing. Neighborhood around the mosque is full with so many hotels. The sun is always shining so bright in Medina, but surprisingly it's always fresh, either the air or the atmosphere. Speaking of fresh, I think I'm going to divide the story into several posts to keep the mood 'fresh'. Hehehe. So, to stop my finger and to cover up the story, here is a glimpse of Nabawi Mosque. All photos taken by my brother, <a href="http://facebook.com/ilhamakbar28011991" target="_blank">Ilham</a>. </div>
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P.S: Actually there are few destinations more that I visited during the tour in day 1. But pardon my lame brain, pals. I can't seem to remember the details of each places. But one thing for sure, I also visited palm groves and another place on day 1. So, I'll see you on the next post with more interesting story to tell. Adios!!</div>
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<br />ENhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08918466469157428429noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044603740897864732.post-45024387937665173142012-10-17T11:31:00.001+07:002012-10-17T11:31:12.798+07:00Choice<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Life is all about choices, that's what I know. To keep the faith when choosing and to overcome the fear, that's the point. And what I hate about choosing is: one hour ago I'm extremely sure about choosing one choice, and one hour later it's all gone. The faith has gone. The things left are only anxiety and uncertainty. And everything in front of my eyes slowly turns vague... : |</div>
ENhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08918466469157428429noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044603740897864732.post-11266891491481819172012-08-30T23:08:00.000+07:002012-08-30T23:09:35.556+07:00The Journey<div style="text-align: justify;">
So, yes, finally the journey come to an end. I'm no longer uni student now and I've graduated as Bachelor of Communication. So relieved that I can fulfill my task and now I am so ready to enter the next phase of life. :)</div>
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Maybe I've told you a bit in my previous post that I read so many racism and representation e-books. Actually, my final assignment was about the representation of toddler in television advertisement. The research was about how toddler appeared in tv ad and it discussed from a to z. Umm, toddler and racism? I know maybe few of this post's reader will think "Do toddlers and racism connect? Do toddler suffering racism too? Not just adults?" So I gotta say yes. They do. And to be honest that's a miserable fact. How can a cute creature (angel in disguise to be exact) suffering cruel problem like that? But it happened. And it was showed globally through television. Okay, stop. I think that's enough. Actually this time I'm gonna tell you about what happened on my final defense. So, let's get it started!!</div>
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The final defense actually was going to be held on Tuesday, July 19th at 8 o'clock in the morning. Unfortunately the schedule moved to the next day because the 3 lecturers had another schedule on Tuesday. So the final defense rescheduled to Wednesday, July 20th at 10 o'clock in the morning. I knew the schedule about a week before the due date, thank God I still have plenty of time to study and also check re-check my final task. To be honest, my heart was beating so fast when I read the announcement. I can't control it and nervousness level went high. Up to the highest level I think. But I was very lucky at that time because my guardian angel, my mom, generously came to Semarang 1 day before d-day to support me in final defense. Lucky me!</div>
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So the day finally came. I woke up at 5 and did shubuh prayer. I took a bath and put clothes and some make up on. I also managed to iron my hair for the sake of appearance. Hahaha. At 8.30, Ison came home to pick me and my mother up (yes, I hadn't have any breakfast yet) and we arrived at 8.50 in campus. Oh well, here it comes the nervousness monster again! When I stepped my feet on the building, that feeling I had on the night before d-day came again. For sure, it never get bored to haunt me. Making me afraid and anxious.</div>
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I sat in front of lecturer's office room because the 2 lecturers and 1 examiner hadn't come yet. Lucky me I still had plenty of time to re-read my final assignment and thought about what answer would be the best for this and that questions. And lalalaa, one by one my lecturer came to campus and luckily I didn't have to wait any longer because the they were on time. At 10.05 I entered the assembly room. Surprisingly, I could walk lightly and enjoy because the silly nervousness monster suddenly gone! Alhamdulillahirobbilalamin I just thanked God for giving me too many luck at that time. So I began my presentation and it was only about 15 mins and continued with Q&A session that more like discussion I think. Hehehe. The questions were beyond my expectation and I could answer all the questions. I thought that the questions would be really complex and difficult. But it happened contrary. It was easy and smooth. Once again I have to say alhamdulillah because Allah SWT is so kind by showering me tons of luck! The final defense lasted for only 45 minutes and I walked out from assembly room with big smile on my face because lecturers told me that I'VE FINALLY GRADUATED. YES, I'M A BACHELOR OF COMMUNICATION. EDWINA NUROCTAVIANI S.I.KOM :)</div>
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Along with this post I want to say thank you to Mas Hedi and Mas TL for being a very nice adviser for me. I also want to thank Mas Adi for being a kind and helpful examiner on the day. You guys were awesome!! The best lecturers I've ever met! Rock on, Mas! \m/</div>
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I also want to thank my brother and his camera, my friend Moci, Mba Sha, Dhifa, Ayu, and Rizka. You guys were too kind, spare some time among the tight schedule just for come and support me. Thank you.</div>
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Last but not least I want to say thank you to the best boyfriend in the world (for me), the one and only, Muhammad Ihsan. I love you I love you I love you :*</div>
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FYI, when I write about this post, I already sit in my room in Jakarta. I moved 3 weeks ago and currently applying to few companies. So, my activities now are sending email, printing documents, being interviewed, and so on. Hopefully I can be accepted sooner because too many dreams that I want to chase! I want to be student (again) right away and for that dream, I have to take few courses and those courses need money definitely. Hehehe. Well I think I'm gonna stop blabbering now and I'll write about my graduation party on my next post. Oh yea, I'll also write about my umroh trip. So, stay tune pals!</div>
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ENhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08918466469157428429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044603740897864732.post-29668179932730232422012-04-18T19:19:00.000+07:002012-04-18T19:19:59.310+07:00Identity As Face.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ur-j8mfZiK4/T46lUDl1W5I/AAAAAAAABQc/Jn3emLF_eVU/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ur-j8mfZiK4/T46lUDl1W5I/AAAAAAAABQc/Jn3emLF_eVU/s1600/1.jpg" /></a></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;">I read that title above from one of e-books that my lecturer gave me a week ago. But no, thanks, I'm not gonna write something-that-need-full-concentration-to-read like that. I had enough of that. Hahahaha. By the way I've been reading a pile of e-books which contains various topics like Representation, Identity, Racism, etc since yesterday. I've been doing that for the sake of bachelor degree. Some people may think those topics are cheesy. But my head won't stop turning upside down after I read those e-books. You can read it if you want. ;)</div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">One thing that make me curious is, why I always got excited everytime I browse into internet or watch some videos but it turns out I suddenly feel sleepy and can't stop yawning everytime I read those e-books? In fact, I spent 1 hour reading and 3 hours browsing today. That's why I need longer time to finish my work..</div> <br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">FYI, next week will be a busy week but I can't hide my excitement. I'll be on Jakarta on weekend and will be having a holy-day trip for approximately 2 weeks. I hope everything's going out well and under control. Kyaa definitely can't wait!</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">So fellas, have you ever been beaten by a thing so called life? I bet you have. I wonder why life has to be filled with so many ugly realities. Maybe you know the answer and care to explain? </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I've been living in a drama. Where people seemed exaggerating little problems and forgetting things that should be discussed. Where people only concern about their own happiness. Where people act harsh to other. And so, what's the point of being friendly with the other and in the end all the thing you've got is only disappointment?<br />
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I've been living an unhealthy life with extremely boring daily routine. My body grows weaker. My face seems paler. My hair looks uglier. My skin turns darker. Wake up at night. Sleep when the sun start to shine. Neglecting the most important job as human and student. I didn't do what I supposed to do. I didn't act the way I supposed to act. I didn't talk the way I supposed to talk. I didn't think the way I supposed to think. Somehow I feel fake and not functioning properly.<br />
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I've been living in a malicious concept. No matter how hard I try to escape from it, in the end I'll be trapped in it again. I can't stand with my ego. I start to see things negatively. My heart began to filled by envious and jealous looking at others with their great achievement. I keep forcing my brain to think and visualize about all the good things, while on the other side I wasn't able to force my heart. I keep questioning "what's the point of being positive and you only got heartache in the end?". I came to the conclusion that "being positive sometimes feels torturing". Someone said to me that being positive is great. I admit that's right, but sometimes it sounds bullshit. I start to think that negative thoughts keeps me conscious, because being positive sometimes make me deeply captivated by dreaming and imagining, whereas on the other side realities keep slapped my face over and over again. Oh dear, what a life!<br />
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P.S: Those ups and downs, those negative thoughts, those badass people, they do leave me tons of bruises. But as a human I have to be thankful for what I have and what I got. This may be sound cheesy but at least I try to be honest. Pardon me for writings so much negative point of view in this post. I can't be positive forever, right?</div>ENhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08918466469157428429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8044603740897864732.post-59501818698153448012012-02-05T16:48:00.000+07:002012-02-05T16:48:59.955+07:00Maybe you know the reason?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ahwgUsRTe6Y/Ty44TL3D7QI/AAAAAAAABDs/2Ku3qLWbRfE/s1600/IMG_0494.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ahwgUsRTe6Y/Ty44TL3D7QI/AAAAAAAABDs/2Ku3qLWbRfE/s1600/IMG_0494.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div> <br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">I hate the word "I don't know why", I hate hearing people said "I don't know why", I hate reading "I don't know why" sentence, and I don't know why! Oh dear, please save me...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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