Having someone to discuss is cool. Especially if we have the same interest. Usually I avoid sensitive topics like politics or religion. Why? I don’t think I have expertise in that. Beside it’s my personal opinion.
I avoid these topics whenever I talk to my friends. I definitely avoid to talk about politics and religion with someone I just know. Why? We don’t know their mind. Believe me, last year’s general election proved it. Differences in political choice caused many rift even in family. My Facebook timeline full with political opinion and even defamed both president candidates.
If your choices can make family torn apart, how about with someone you don’t really know? Chaos, like I’ve been through with Facebook and Twitter during election. Exhausting. Need to unfollow and unfriend some of my friends because their posts full of hatred.
If someone ask you about politics and religions, I suggest you keep the conversation to the minimum. Usually, if they didn’t get the answer they want to hear, they will keep asking until you say yes to their opinions. Don’t. Just give your proper response then leave the conversation. So far, it works for me.
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt Polite Company
How you start your day? For me, it all started when I wake up from my sleep. Let me break it down my activities from wake up until arrive at the office yesterday.
I woke up from my sleep a bit early, around 5.30 AM. It took me about 1,5 hours to prepare. Yeah, a bit stretching, then went to the bathroom for shower, end with pick office clothes. I chose pink shirt and red pants for my office attire.
Around 7 AM, a bright yellow sun already up. So I walked to bus station. While I was waiting my bus, lots of buses appeared. The yellow-orange bus called Transjakarta stopped in my station to pick up and drop passengers. However, I was waiting for blue bus, which appeared around 15 minutes after I arrived at station. So I hop into the bus and off we go.
The bus crew asked for the fee, so I looked into my violet bag and pull out my wallet. I paid the fee and luckily had a seat. In front of me, a woman in indigo clothes having a phone conversation, probably with her children because she called herself in third person as “Mum” repeatedly. I decided to sleep because the traffic jam.
After 45 minutes, I arrived at my office. When I sat down, I noticed there was Kit Kat Green Tea on my desk. That means, my boss already arrived from his business trip to Japan. I asked security whether my boss came early, the security said my boss indeed came early. After 15 minutes, my boss went to another schedule.
Not having my boss at the office, I still have lot to do. Finished the reports was one of them. Huff there goes my Monday hehehe.
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt Roy G. Biv
I would like to review my own life.
Maddy Pertiwi, to people who know her, is a lively person. She likes to make jokes. Considered geeky enough because she loves science fiction, especially Star Trek. Yeah, call her Trekkie. She has a good life with her family. However, nobody expect that behind her smiles, she hides secrets.
Secrets of her fears and worries. About life and love. Like layers, with each layers represent her true feelings about everything. To know about Maddy’s life, you can’t just sit down with her 5 minutes. Takes lot of probing and approach before she can finally trust you. Once she trust you, she will pour his heart out for you.
This attitude is part of her awareness. Many times hurt by someone she loved, she can’t trust people easily. To outsider, she can appear as a cold person. To someone who know her, she is completely different person. In front of them, Maddy is a cheerful person and love to laughs.
To sum up, Maddy’s life is like puzzle. You have to be patient to collect the pieces and put it all together. Once you put all the puzzles, you will know the story of Maddy’s life.
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt Four Stars
Thinking about the theme, I laugh so hard. It’s the word me and my friends used to change the phrase “I told you so”.
In Islam, we don’t believe in karma. Every deeds, good or bad, is determine by our own actions. If karma do exist, I think I will act wisely in terms of love. I have to admit, saw your parents divorce really quite trauma for me.
I won’t be cynical to love. I will give love a chance to embrace me. To be more selective in choosing partner.
Myself right now… Totally different. Still a bit cynical to love. Not quite sure if the marriage is indeed for me. Most of all, I’ve spent most of my years wasting my time with someone doesn’t even worth my time. Took me 4 years before I finally open my eyes and tried something.
New love, new relationship, new partner. We still not discuss marriage yet. However, I have the best of time with him now.
Do I have my karma now? I like to say,,, I just live my life :)
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt Karma Chameleon
If there is one piece of advice I wish someone told me few years back…
“Don’t afraid to travel…”
It took me years to finally started to travel. Business trip at first. Took another years to finally made a passport. Another year to finally had a courage to travel abroad. I didn’t notice the signs around me.
My uncles and aunts got a chance to continue their school in USA. My cousins sent to Australia for having student exchange. I also arranged travel for my office mate whenever they had a business trip. It’s clear enough that I need to travel, right?
I guess was too naive that time. Really busy with myself and ignore the signs. Nobody pointed out to me that I need to travel. Now, I can’t wait for my next travel. I realized through travel I rediscover myself. Through travel, I release all my burdens and rethink about my steps in the past and future.
If someone told me this earlier, I won’t waste many years without traveling…
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt Powerful Suggestion
It’s always my dream to travel to China. It all started when I was a little girl, watched kung fu series and movies. I was fascinated with the costumes. Along the time, I read about the history and inspired me to learn Mandarin.
Mandarin is one of the language that commonly use in the world. So it would be nice if one day I wake up and be fluent in Mandarin, considering this language is complicated one. Wrong intonation, wrong meaning. Not to mention the letters,,, a lot! So it will be cool if one day the magic comes to me, make me fluent in Mandarin.
The first thing I want to do is applying to a place where they need Mandarin speakers. Probably like embassy or commercial companies. I saw lots of job vacancy requires fluency in Mandarin. It will be a good opportunity for my career. Who knows, I can visit China one day for business trip hehehe.
Lots of place to visit in China. With my knowledge in Mandarin, I can communicate easily with locals and understand what is written. With that, I also can good bargain to when I go shopping hehehe. I do believe speaking Mandarin will open lots of opportunity for me…
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt Take That, Rosetta!
Talking about mentor, I don’t think I have specific person I can consider as my mentor. My late Mum doesn’t count, she will always be my mentor for the rest of my life.
If I have to say who is my mentor,,, I have to admit that Spice Girls is my mentor.
Why this particular girl group? I have to thank them because they accompanied me during hard time. My parents divorced and although I have no problem in school, I still felt different than the other kids. In elementary school, I was blessed with lots of friends, good grades and actively involved in competitions representing schools. Yet I still felt something was missing.
That’s when the first time I saw this video.
All I could see was 5 girls running here and there. They looked so lively. Apparently not only me who fascinated about this group. My classmates also love the song and video. I asked my Mum to bought the album and she did. I listened to the album everyday.
I read the lyrics but didn’t understand back then. All I know, every time I listened to their songs, it felt so good. Years later, I realized how powerful their lyrics, encouraged girls to speak up and be confident of themselves. As a young girl who was going through tough time, I always felt they gave courage to do something I love. That I can do something good, not only for me but also other people.
You can argue me about them, I don’t care. Spice Girls will always be my hero…
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt Mentor Me
Honestly, I don’t remember the last time I lost control because of rage. Well, probably could not be categorized as rage ya, maybe a bit emotional. Hmmm I tried to remember…
There was one time when I was in junior high school. I was appointed as one of the class administrator. Somehow, that day my mood was not that good. So from the beginning of the class, I just sat silently writing and didn’t pay attention to what teachers said.
This was before lunch break. Since the subject teacher couldn’t come, so the substitute teacher gave us some assignment to do. We all did the assignment. The teacher went out for awhile. Then one of my friends started to make some noise. I told him to stop making noises. Reason number one, the assignment was too damn annoying with calculations. Reason number two and the ultimate reason, I have no time to listened to your talk.
He still made noises, so I lost control. I threw an iron ruler I had, 30 cm long. I threw to the white board in front of the class. The class became quiet. I stood from the chair, looked to that boy and pointed to him. I told him, “Can you please shut up or I will kick your ass. I swear I will do it if you keep talking!”
My classmates stared in shock because they never saw me angry before. I sat back again and suddenly I burst to tears. Friend next to me comfort me. Then the class became quiet until the bell rang. I guess that day I already made my point to whole class so they never bothered me again until the day we graduated hehehe.
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt Mad as a Hatter
Welcome to the newest exhibition of Metropolitan Museum!
Our latest exhibition called “When It All Began” and we have reason why we chose the title. Have you ever wonder how it all began with the technologies we had today. Do you know the look of first computer in the world? Maybe the first telephone? How about the first car ever invented?
Through this exhibition, we will show you hundreds of pictures from the early age, when the technology first time ever invented. We want to take you in a time travel, to find the answer of simple question.
“How they start it all?”
These pictures was curated by Prof. Jim Wilson, the Director of Metropolitan Museum. He carefully picked the pictures and personally wrote every caption in the pictures. After 3 years of curating, we proudly presents the results. We hope you enjoy your visit here and bring precious memories with you.
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt From The Collection of the Artists
Many times I was saved by the bell. Often I was asked to do something I really don’t want or I want something but I don’t know how to get it. In the end, I have the last laugh because things went the way I want. Like the last event last month.
My other side job is freelance reporter. On January, my colleague said I will cover One Direction concert. Honestly, I’m not a big fan of One Direction. I like their songs, but that’s it. I think my ideal version of boyband already occupied with Backstreet Boys or Boyzone. So when I got the assignment, I’m not too excited.
Every 2 weeks, he gave me an update. I kinda stressed a bit. I told my boyfriend that if I can switch with other person, I would love to. Three days before the actual concert, I asked my colleague, am I the one that will go to One Direction concert. They said yes because they already sent my data to the organizer.
Finally the day came. I already prepared even though with half heart. On the bus, I contacted the PIC about the media ID. Surprisingly, the PIC replied that the name that registered wasn’t me, but my colleague. I captured the chat and sent it to the group chat. Suddenly, the chat room was busy confirming. Yes, people, it wasn’t me they chose although my colleague sent my data. While my colleague contacted the PIC, I prayed so hard it wasn’t me.
The universe seems conspire with me. In the afternoon, rain poured so hard. It felt like the universe answering my prayers. Then the news came,,, it was confirm that my colleague will go cover the event. When I received the news, I was jumping like a little kid. Finally!
I was saved from watching One Direction and could go to another place and hangout with friends hehehe.
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt All It's Cracked Up To Be
Just an ordinary girl that living the extraordinary life with her extraordinary family and friends