My background in college was Broadcasting and Mass Communication. I have to say, my likeness of writing grew when I was in college. Not to mention, my final project I took the role as script writer.
If I want to make my own movie, there is one role I really like to take. As a Producer. I once took a role as a director. I don’t think I fit as a director hehehehe. That’s why I want to try another role. I also don’t want to be a performer as well. I’m more comfortable to be person behind the screen.
I must admit, I have a tendencies to be a control freak. Being a producer, I have to supervise from preproduction to post production processes of a movie. Design every detail, from location, budgeting to creative suggestions and decisions. Lots of discussions and probably debates all the way. Producing a movie involving lots of people.
For me, the best part as a producer is you finally see your movie is finish. The box office result is a bonus. At least I can share the team work to public.
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt The Show Must Go On
I was hanging out with my friends. We were 6 persons of high school friends just having fun while reminiscing the old days. One of the guy went to the toilet and we still talking among ourselves. Then our dear friend, let’s call him Fred, came back with a huge smile on his face. We asked what happen because he looks so happy.
I just met beautiful girl outside the toilet. When she passed me, her perfume soooo fragrant and yes she is beautiful. I think this is the first time since I broke up with my ex that I meet someone beautiful as she is.
We looked at each other, acknowledge his statement. We started to tease him. Then one of our friend, let’s call him Bob, said that her mother messaged him to meet outside the restaurant. He excused himself and we continued teasing Fred. Then suddenly Fred stopped talking and stared intensively. We also looked at his direction and saw Bob talking with a woman.
“Why are you looking like that?” I asked to Fred.
“The woman that Bob talking to, who is she?” asked Fred without blinking.
“Ow, it’s Bob’s mother. Why?” said one of us. Fred’s eyes widened.
“Fred, don’t tell me…” I think I guessed correctly, judging by Fred’s panic face.
Fred then looked at me and gave a small nod. My jaw literally dropped. Our friends still didn’t get it. Then Bob came with his mother. “Mum, these are my high school friends,” he introduced his mother. We said our greetings, including Fred. I remember his face suddenly turn red. Bob has to go with his mother so he bid goodbye to us.
After they left the restaurant, I started to laugh. Fred smack my shoulder and asked me to stop laughing. I tried to stop but I couldn’t. Our friends still curious. Between the laughs, I told them that the woman Fred meet at the toilet was Bob’s mother. Everybody started to laugh.
We never saw Bob’s mother before so we didn’t expect that she looks like a woman in her 30s. Yes she looks so young. We met her 3 months ago on Bob’s wedding and she still look beautiful and young. As for Fred, we teased him for 2 weeks before we got bored. We never tell Bob about it. It’s our little secret hehehe.
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt What A Twist!
When it comes to food, my favorite dishes was made by matriarch of my family, a.k.a. my Grandmum. Yup, for us, her children and grandchildren, Grandmum’s food is really comforting. We’re not talking about portion, although she loves to eat with big portion (considering we all LOVE to eat).
Even with the simplest recipe, she can make the best food in the world I’ve ever eat. In her food, we can feel her effort, her love, her passion, and most of all her prayers. She one told me, every time she prepared and cook the food, Grandmum always pray that every person that eat her food will have more energy and good health throughout the day. A simple wish from a mother to all her child.
My Grandmum know how much we love her food. That’s why she always cook in big portion so each and everyone can bring home her food for dinner or next day breakfast. Everybody will take home one big box contains lots of food. That way, we can still feel her love even though we live separately.
That’s the best feeling you can get from my Grandmum’s cooking :)
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt Food for the Soul (and the Stomach)
This year I will enter my 30s. Unlike other women, I’m really excited to turn 30 years. Looking back to my life, I’m lucky to experience many things. Joy, sad, tears, laugh, births and deaths. I guess everyone also experience these.
Witnessing some sad events in my youth really changed how I live. I decided to live my life to the fullest and go with the flow. It doesn’t mean I put my life by fate. That’s not the way I go with the flow.
As you know, the water flows according to the shape off the rivers. For me, I make the path, I form the shape. That means, I set up goals of my life and work towards that goals. That’s what I mean with go with the flow. It can be work other way around.
When I want to reach my goal, I also follow the example that other people has made. I just put their shape to my own shape and work on it. A bit improvise. We need it sometimes, right?
I also want to enjoy my life to the fullest. I think, being someone who is not married yet gives me few advantage to this. For example, a time to explore. I love to discover new things. New books, new movies, new activities, and of course new places. Even my grandmother said I should live my life while I’m not married. In short, being selfish before you share your life with your spouse.
That’s my code, for now. I live by this code almost half of my life.
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt I Walk The Line
Working as freelance reporter, gives me advantage to cover various events or music festivals. I really like my job because I love to write and enjoy atmosphere in events I attend. I also love the energy from the crowd and it keeps me excited.
The festival that I really want to cover is Future Music Festival Asia 2015 in Singapore. I got the confirmation back in January 2015. I was excited! The line up for the festival was one of the best I’ve ever seen. Can you imagine Fatboy Slim and The Prodigy in one event??? SUPERB!!!
So I booked a flight and hostel there. I also planned to go to some places after the event over. I contacted friends and family and arranged a meetup. I already prepared myself listened to the musics so I can be familiars with the set they will play. In short, I was prepared to have a party!!!
Then came the shocking news… CANCELLATION!!! Just few days before it happened!!!
I was devastated by the news. However, I couldn’t cancel my flight ticket and hostel booking, so I went to Singapore on schedule. I searched alternative schedule and found an event called FOSS Asia. The event happened on the same day as FMFA was scheduled. So at least I have something to do there, rather wandering the city without purpose hehehe.
I do visit some places and quite pleased with myself because I can go anywhere alone. Only with maps hehehe. Even my relative quite surprise because I could find their apartment block without problems. My friends also praised me for my effort attending FOSS Asia even though I’m not working in IT industry.
Well I couldn’t watch the festival I want, but I do have some fun there. Let’s say that I traded one fun with another fun ^^
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt But No Cigar
Isn’t it a painful thing to see someone you love go in front of your eyes?
I saw my parents marriage crumbled in front of me
I saw the person I love the most betrayed my trust
Yes it hurt me so bad…
Yet it’s not the end
When I saw my Mum passed away… that’s the ultimate painful of all
The pain that I must endured whole my life
Suddenly I miss my Mum…
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt Third From The Top
I was playing with my tablet when suddenly I received newsletter from my favorite movie theater. It was limited screening of Gundam The Origin I. Excited, I contacted my boyfriend and told him about this. We arranged a double date with our friends to watch it. The weekend came, and apparently lots of Gundam fans also want to watch this movie. However, it was only an hour because this movie is the first part only. My boyfriend later told me, “It’s odd to watching Gundam movie without the Gundam itself.”
I was visiting my boyfriend’s family for the first time. Yup, he finally introduced me to his family. After have a chit-chat with his parents, he took me to his room. His room is typically boys room. Comics, CDs, games and laptop dominating his room. One more thing, his Gundam collection. With proud he told me about each Gundam. I love Gundam series but honestly I had no idea what is he talking about. However, I appreciate the modelling kit activities. After that day, he often challenged me to build something. I built airplanes, tanks and Taj Mahal replica. Still waiting, Saint Seiya figurine and one set of World War 2 vehicles. Yup, apparently I love modelling kit. Just ordinary love.
I remember the first time I met my boyfriend. Actually our first date kinda geeky. He accompanied me at Star Trek Event in Jakarta. I was playing paper craft. Yes it was very geeky of me, and apparently him. Finished with my activities, we went to the mall to find a place to eat. Then we passed a toy store and took a peek. That was the first time I saw him like a boy. He took one by one Gundam models, examined it and made a comments. He seems so happy. Me? I’m more attracted to Lego Series. They have The Hobbit series!!! We spent 30 minutes there, then head to restaurant.
So the common thing in these posts was MODELLING KIT. I talked about Gundam a lot, but I also mentioned others. Yeah, apparently my boyfriend found a partner in me with these things
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt Weaving The Threads
This is a question that easy to answer. If I want a writer to write my biography, I definitely say JK Rowling. Simple reasons:
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt Ghostwriter
Every time I think about the “right moment”, I always relate it to my life experience, personally or professionally. Mostly, professionally.
My choices regarding my career is totally change my life, and also related to my Mum’s condition. Back in 2013, I thought of move to another company. I guess it’s about time. I already had interview in some companies and I even got offering letter to join. However, I chose to postponed it. A week later, my Mum was diagnosed with cervical cancer.
After 3 months, her treatment finished. Another job offering came to me. This time, without hesitate I accepted the offer. Such a blessing in disguise because this company supported me a lot during Mum’s second treatment for cancer. For 4 months they gave me lots of time off and work from home to take care of my Mum. A chance that I don’t know if I can get it from my previous office.
So my professional career,,, related a lot with family matters. I’m really grateful for the opportunities they gave me to took care of my Mum. I had no idea back then, because my reason to change career is to find another challenge. Turns out, changing career to devoting my time for Mum.
Everything just right…
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt Hello, Goldilocks!
I thought I already experiencing everything. Nothing prepared me to what I will watch last year. The death of my Mum. It’s still hard until now, accepting the fact that she’s gone.
What made her passing surreal,,, I guess because it was me and my brother who made the call. Our Mum fought brain cancer for 4 months. She was admitted for the last time in ICU on 30 June 2014. Since then she didn’t wake up.
On third day the doctor called me and my brother. He said, medically our Mum already experiencing brain death. Her life now basically because of life support. No need to say that the words hit us hard. Family were called that day and we’re having a family meeting. Whole family decided that me and my brother made the call.
Me and my brother just sat silently while I was trying holding my tears. Then my Grandmum made a plea to us.
“That’s my baby girl inside. As her mother, I beg you please bring her home. I don’t want to see her suffer again.”
Those words hit me hard and I started to cry hard. My aunt hugged me tight. After 15 minutes, me and my brother decided to bring her home, with the risk she won’t hold on much long since we took the life support machine.
On 3 July 2014, families and friends came to saw my Mum for the last time. My colleagues from the office also came to support me. Finally we took my Mum home with an ambulance. During the trip, my brother whispered verses from Holy Koran to her ears. I prayed silently beside him. The paramedic monitored her pulse and said her pulse was weakening.
By the time the ambulance arrived in front of our house, she passed away.
A bit relieved because she died surrounded by family that love her until the end. On the other side, I still feel heavy inside my heart because it was my decision. Seeing someone pass away in front of you, especially it’s your parents, it’s a bit surreal.
It still haunts me until now… Gosh I miss my Mum so much…
*As posted in my other blog to participating in Daily Post Challenge with prompt Whoa!
Just an ordinary girl that living the extraordinary life with her extraordinary family and friends