Wall Climbing

Walah, ko ya tiba-tiba pengen wall climbing lagi....

Pertama kali nyobain wall climbing diajak ama Budi. Dia rutin setiap selasa and kamis di Tanjong Pagar. Suatu waktu after work gw ikut dia and ternyata asik juga. Di S'pore ada club wall climbing yg indoor and deket dari kantor, cuma beda 1 stasiun.

Budi udah kaya selebritis di club itu, kynya semua orang kenal dia, mulai dari orang di registrasi (gw jg dikenalin tp langsung lupa lagi siapa namanya :P), t4 ambil sepatu, even sesama climbers jg kenal.

Wall climbing butuh pusat tenaga di tangan n kaki. Gila man, pas gw nyoba bbrp wall dgn tingkat kesulitan beda2, gw sempet lost energy bener2.....zero energy...Gw ga bisa mencengkeram batunya, kaki jg ga bisa bertahan di batu yg gw tumpangin, lepas semuanya. (imagine kalo climb gunung and gada yg jagain dr bawah)
Saat itu gw nyerah and ga bisa ngelanjutin climb sampe puncak, tp si onyong yg jagain gw dari bawah ga mau nurunin gw, ktnya gw harus menuntaskan wall itu. Wuff...bener2 lemes gw waktu itu. Tapi kata si Budi onyong yg udah berpengalaman, gw cuma butuh rehat sebentar supaya tenaganya kumpul lagi.
Bener deh, stlh bbrp lama gw bergelantungan ga jelas di atas, gw mulai punya kekuatan lagi untuk ngelanjutin cimbing. And finally berhasil juga sampe puncak...puasssss rasanya...

Abis climbing, lanjut ke tempat makan roti prata di deket situ. Hm, gw biasanya ga gitu suka ama roti prata, tp di t4 ini beda, ada bbrp pilihan yg enak2. Gw nyobain roti bong (bener ga ya??lupa namanya) and minum teh tarik....hm...enak bgt, secara waktu itu bener2 butuh energi abis cape bgt (padahal gw cuma climb 4 wall).

Besoknya pas ngantor, tangan n kaki gw pegellllllllllllll bgt....secara udah lama ga olah raga trus langsung climbing.....kayanya makin jadi bengkak aja deh lengan gw. Tp gpp, yg penting fun....

Aduh nyong, di Indo susah ari tempat yg ky gitu. ktnya ada di Pondok indah tp outdoor, wah mau jadi apa kulit gw yg udah item ini. Ada paling di bbrp kampus, tp gw ga pede utk gabung gitu aja ke mahasiswa2nya (walopun muka gw masih ky mahasiswa:P), lagian gw masih pemula banget, tar gada yg megangin tali dari bawah, bisa jatuh gw.
Hm, bikin tali simpul sampe ngebentuk angka 8 jg gw udah lupa caranya tuh....

Thank Budi for giving me the experience. Lain kali kalo ad kesempatan lg gw mau euy.....
Wake boarding blm kesampean, gw uda keburu pulang nyong....

Setahun Kemarin........

Written on Oct 13, 2006

Teringat setahun lalu…..
Bulan Ramadhan setahun lalu, sebagai frseh graduate aku sedang gencar2nya cari kerja…
Sebelum pulang kampung, aku inget ada vacancy di salah satu perusahaan yg akan expand di Jakarta, n para applicants dengan status sbg trainee akan ditraining di Spore….
Cukup menarik perhatianku saat itu….
Setelah lebaran aku sempatkan mencari iklan itu lagi dan langsung apply….
2 minggu setelah apply, ada yg telpon dr luar negeri….interview by phone selama setengah jam.....
besoknya, ada panggilan interview salah satu bank swasta yg bonafide punya bow…
tp untuk posisi data entry and clerical work yg gw kurang suka (rutinitas dan lembur berrat sampe jam 10 malem tiap harinya)…tapi…dgn berbagai pertimbangan aku terima juga kerjaan ini, yah itung2 daripada nganggur bow:P
3 hari masuk kerja di bank itu, ada telpon lagi untuk interview di perushaan di
Singaporeitu…Sang GM akan terbang langsung dari
Singaporeke
Jakartautk interview
Interview berlangsung di Hotel Ritz
Carlton, penthouse bow…..
Dengan santainya aku jawab pertanyaan sang GM yg keturunan
Indiatapi gede di
Australiaitu….untuk keputusannya, dia suruh aku telpon ke kantornya di Spore besoknya.
Aku telpon sang GM di kantor Spore dan dinyatakan diterima…….bersama 4 orang teman dari
Indonesialainnya (Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah….dari 400 applicants, diambil 5 orang dan aku lolos)....Dengan berat hati, aku bikin resignation letter ke bank itu (coz sbnrnya bonyok menyayangkan hal itu)
Secara paspor belom punya bow, transkrip asli belum keluar, ijazah blm dilegalisisr n ditranslate…..aku pak pik puk melakukan semuanya itu…karena dlm seminggu ke depan aku sudah harus di Spore untuk memulai training…..
Alhamdulillah, walaupun dgn segala rintangan, semua urusan selesai dan tgl 5 Desember 2005 aku berangkat ke Spore….
Ketemu dengan 3 orang tmn lain baru pas di bandara, lagi nunggu pesawat…..
Tmn yg seorang lagi berangkat dari
Surabaya
Ketiga orang tmn setim itu namanya:
Hapsari (Lulusan UI Akuntansi)
Arie (S1 nya IPB, TPG angkatan 33 and S2 di Wageningen, Belanda)
Trijito (Lulusan Laboratory something di Philipine)
Kita belum deket, coz bener2 baru ketemu di bandara…just a simple chat with them…
Sampe di Changi airport, kita dijemput seorang supir taxi Mercedes (Wizzzz, perusahaan apaan nih jemput kita pake taxi mewah gini:P)
Aku dan Hapsari tinggal di condo yang sama dengan seorang manager perusahaan itu yg lagi exchange dari
Korea. Aku msh inget alamatnya:
Ulu Pandan Road, Pine Grove Condo, Block 1N #10-59…..
Arie n Trijito masih diurus condonya, untuk sementara mereka tinggal di Hotel
81 di Bencoolen Street, Bugis (Before we know that this is a”…………………..” hotel:P)
7 Desember 2005 adalah hari pertama training…..
Di kantor kita ketemu dgn seorang lagi dari Indo yg dari
Surabaya.
Namanya Adnan, lulusan Belanda (I always forget the name of the university) and Inggris (
Canterbury
College).
Ada3 orang lagi trainee yang orang Spore asli:
Anne (housewife yg enerjik bow)
Victor (lulusan SIM)
Isaac (Aktivis Sosial)
Aku sempet minder gitu, knowing that Indonesian teams are very high level….
But, I am here….i have to do my works….hell with my agricultural background that has nothing to do with this job…..
Hari-hari pertama di Spore aku dan Hapsari ga mau pisah kamar. Kita tidur sekamar padahal ada kamar kosong lain. Kita masih homesick bow, tiap malem cerita2 ttg rumah and ttg diri kita masing2. Sang manager dari
Korea, Catherine, sampe ketawa liat tingkah kita.
Stlh bbrp hari, condo para cowo selesai diurus, jadi dari hotel mereka pindah di daerah Chinese Garden, aku jg msh inget alamatnya: 43 Jurong East Avenue 1, Parc Oasis Condo, #4-06 Hibiscus.....
2 minggu kemudian masa exchange Catherine selesai, dia balik ke
Korea, tinggallah aku dan Hapsari di condo dengan 3 kamar itu. Aku pindah ke kamar ex Catherine yg ada kamar mandi di dalem, hehehe. Kamar di lantai bawah kosong…..sempet jadi kamar horor bwt kita berdua, tp lama2 udah biasa lah…
Di kantor, Aku dan Adnan jadi satu tim, di bawah team leader Claudia (orang Indo, tp udah lama di Spore)..dan bersama 1 teamate orang Spore (yg katanya ada keturunan Arab n Indo) namanya Kartini (see from her name??). Kartini orangnya complicated, unik, dandanannya selalu eye catching, dengan contact lens biru menyala, kadang dipadukan dengan tank top biru, jaket ping, tas coklat, sepatu boot, rambut keriting ikal ( can u imagine her….) but afterall, she is a nice friend:P
Hapsari dan Trijito setim dengan team leader Hardip Singh (Orang
Indiayg juga besar di Ausie). Teamate mereka Maureen dari
Philippines.
Arie masuk ke tim under Kevin, dengan rekan kerja yg kebetulan ko ya orang Indo semua (Budi, Roland and Erwin).
2 minggu pertama kerja, kami mulai mengobserve segala sesuatu ttg kerjaan dan perusahaan ini……
23 Desember adalah hari terakhir kerja sebelum libur
Nataln New Year.
Kerja cuma halfday….Aku, Sari, Arie, Jito, Adnan and Victor jalan ke Merlion park, foto2…(secara masih kaya turis:P) trus makan di
Marche,
Suntec
City.
1 week-holiday, we planned to explore
Singapore…..
Adnan went to
Thailandwith his families, so only me, Sari, Arie and Jito who stayed in Spore….
We went to
Science
Center, Mustafa, Funan,
Sentosa
Island(yg ternyata gitu doank:P)…aru dikit banget sih yg kita explore saat itu…secara blm familiar bow….
Hapsari maksa nonton film Perhaps Love, coz ada Takeshi Kanisiro
31 Desember 2005.....Something surprising happened
Continues to the next blog bow…..

Setahun kemarin (Part 2)

Written on Nov 4, 2006

Continues from previous blog....
31 Desember jam 10 malem Tiba2 seseorang mencet bel, Hapsari udah tidur so aku beranikan diri naik dan ngintip siapa orang itu. Aneh aja, aku belum kenal dengan tetangga di sini, jd siapa malem2 gini..... Ko kaya kenal......Ternyata si Jito....
Aku bukain pintu dan tanya ke dia, ngapain tumben malem2 gini....Jito cerita bahwa dia mau balik ke Indo besok flight jam 1...(Grompyang)....so sudden...padahal td siang kita hang out bareng di SCC tp dia ga bilang apa2. Dia cerita bahwa dlm 2 minggu kerja yg udah kita jalanin bareng, dia ngerasa ”this is not for me”…and he decided to quit…so, dia Cuma mau pamit aje. Aga kecewa sih, knp dia ga cerita sebelumnya, but what can I do lah bow…Keputusan Jito udah kuat, dia mau balik ke kerjaannya yg dulu di CNOOC. Hapsari jg kaget pas dibangunin n dikasihtau kabar ini…
Aku sempet berkaca2 setelah Jito keluar dr condo. Yg ada dlm pikiranku, kita dateng bareng2 kesini dan akan kembali ke Indo jg bareng2...dan skrg seorang tmn seperjuangan udah pergi...aku jadi ngerasa pesimis bgt….tapiiii kupikir 2 minggu msh terlalu dini untuk ambil keputusan, so I tried to survive.
Kepergian Jito membuat kita ber-4 (sisanya:P) sering diskusi n debat ttg kerjaan ini. Apalagi Singaporeans di batch kita jg udah habis....resign semua...wow what a high turn over bow. 2 minggu kemudian, Adnan resign. Tapi krn dia udah dapet kerjaan yg lain (hm…..why is it so easy for u to get a job here dear?)…..Dan akhirnya 2 minggu kemudiannya lagi (grammatical error nih) Hapsari jg resign…..(Dunia ini rasanya GROMPYANG banget dah). Dia tergiur dengan panggilan MT nya Bank Mandiri….Good Luck Sari…..
Damn......aku bercucuran air mata.....Saat aku udah membulatkan tekad utk survive krn ngerasa mampu ngejalanin ini dengan msh adanya temen seperjuangan, eh.....malah pada pergi gitu.... BUT.....i got a new experience bow… Pertama kali tinggal di luar negeri, TINGGAL SENDIRIAN di condo lumayan gede, do everything at home alone, gada tmn ngomong (secara ngomong udah jadi hobiku, n aku jg hrs cerita2 ttg segala sesuatu ama housemate), ga kenal tetangga, berangkat kerja masih remang2 and pulang pasti udah gelap….nyalain lampu, mandi, solat, nonton TV, SMS-an, Telpon2an SENDIRIAN…..
Seminggu…..i felt very-very terrible…..2 minggu I felt very terrible only….i talked to Siti about it, and she planned to move me to the same condo with Arie. tp lama2 ko ya biasa aja ya….SENDIRIAN…SO LO GITU WHAT :P At that time Ari udah ga di Chinese Garden. Dia jg udah pindah condo ke Cavenagh Road: Cavenangh Garden # 4- (forgot what room)…dia diminta Leon untuk nemenin, coz Leon takut jg sendirian. Leon Kong adalah slh satu trainee di divisi sponsorship, dia dari Shanghai. Awalnya dia dtg ber-3 ama Ronny (Chinese) and Brice (American yg lancar bhs Cina), but then again….They resigned…..
Di Cavenagh ada 4 kamar, since only Ari and Leon there, so I can move there. Aku dikasih master bedroom bow…gede and inside bathroom (Thank u Arie and Leon 4 ur understanding) Haha…another new experience….living with 2 guys bow…Cuek lah… at least aku ada tmn bicara di rumah…Oiya, condo di Chinese Garden ditempatin ama Shridar, seorang manager dari kantor Mumbai, India…Exchange 3 bulan jg di Singapore. Generally, Shridar baik, bertanggung jawab, jujur, adil (kaya Pemilu:P), berani…Pernah sekali aku dan Arie ditraktir makan di resto India di Boat Quay, dia banyak cerita gimana company ini secara lbh mendalam. I took it just for my information lah, jd tau gambaran company ini. Di resto ini dia hampir berantem ama waiternya coz mereka ga menyajikan makanan Indianya sebagaimana mestinya. In addition, Shridar vegetarian, harus makan makanan vegetarian India, suka minum2.
Tinggal di Cavenagh cukup enak…cumaaaaaaa……jalan ke stasiun Somerset nya bow…lumayan bakar energi buat diet yg manjur:P…pake nyebrang jembatan yg puanjang, udah gitu jalanannya naik turun, gada transport yg lewat Cavenagh road coz kita tetanggaan ama Istana Kepresidenan bow….Lebih lama jalan kaki ke stasiunnya daripada di keretanya. But, yg lain2nya oke lah….biaya transport jd lebih murah, Cuma $1.3 bolak-balik, cari makan gampang asal mau usaha dikit (ya jalan itu tadi:P). Tiap hari ngelewatin ORCHARD ROAD, surga belanjanya orang2 Indo yg pd shopping ke Singapore. Aku ga pernah nyangka, bisa ngelewatin jalan ini dengan sangat sering malah sehari dua kali...(sayangnya bukan buat shoping nyong, tp yaaa...krn itu jalan menuju stasiun:P)
Leon adalah sosok yg unik. Dia alarm orang sekantor. Kalo dia udah mulai berinteraksi ama decision maker di telpon, semua orang pada melek coz dialek Englishnya dia unik n volume suaranya itu lho.....cukup buat ngebangunin beruang yg lg hibernasi (agak hiperbol nih, tp maksudnya kuenceng bgt dah suara tu bocah:P). N kadang2 Leon suka nanya pertanyaan2 konyol ke direktur2 itu: ”Ow, u’re in London now, are u in UK ? ”......”Good Morning Madam” (jelas2 dia ngomong ke cowo getoooo)…..”Hi, is this Mr John SPIKING?” ….”My name is Leon, L-E-O-N, not LION”……
Tapi dgn kekocakannya itu, dia sering dapet deal lho bow…..Tapi kalo di rumah…..Leon masih sangat childish (maap ya Leon, mumpung lo ga ngerti kan hehe)…Dia sama sekali ga bisa melakukan house keeping. No wonder kamarnya kotor buanget…Baju2nya ga pernah disetrika... Kalo weekend bisa tidur sampe jam 1 siang... Aku n Arie yg giliran ngebersihin condo.
Hell I don’t care with the job….apalagi aku dapet event laknat ituh….hixxx….
Singkat cerita, Shridar udah balik ke India lg. Kontrak condo di Cavenagh itu udah mau abis, kita rencananya dipindahin lagi di Chinese Garden (Dueng……Jauh bangke)…Pak GM bilang, dia ga suka ama condo di Cavenagh coz gada fasilitas….Emang sih..tp sebenernya kita ga peduli, yg penting deket ke kantor n gampang cari makan….Katanya di Chinese Garden lebih lengkap, ada swimming pool, tennis court, gym, squash, jogging track dll…..Thanx anyway…but FYI…KITA GA PERNAH PAKE FASILITAS ITU…Cuma ke gym sekali doang…..sisanya….kalo ada waktu luang, kita pake istirahat, tidur or hang out lah yaaaa….
Singkat cerita lagi......Aku, Arie n Leon tinggal di Chinese Garden….Kita tinggal bertiga tapi jarang ketemu, kecuali pagi berangkat bareng n pulang kadang2 bareng. Weekend kita punya agenda masing2 bow......Singkat lagi, Leon kembali ke negaranya....Tinggal lah aku dan Arie di Chinese garden itu.
Adnan kayanya semakin menikmati job barunya. Dia kerja di salah satu company di Expo, deket Changi…dapet job di business development emang kayanya cuco’ bwt dia. Awal2 si dia cerita enaknya…..tapi ko lama2 lebih sering complain nya ya….kerjaannya buanyak, so hectic n tiap hari paling cepet pulang jam 6.
Aku lupa kapan mulainya, tapi aku n Adnan jadi sering ketemuan jalan Jum’at malem or Sabtunya, n biasanya lanjut sampe minggunya jg kita jalan...Ya sekedar curhat, ngomel2 soal kerjaan, cerita ngalor ngidul, saling ngehina, ngejelek2in orang (ups:P), dll. Kalo Jum’at malem dia ga nelpon, sabtu paginya jam 10an nelpon dah (huh, di saat2 aku lagi ngebabu tuh, vakum kamar, ngepel, nyuci baju, dll)… Dia ngatain aku ga seru coz weekend di rumah aja. (YEEE….maunya juga hang out, tp sabtu pagi tuh sayang kalo harus bangun pagi2:P. Abis solat subuh, tidur lagi sampe puas...itu the best dah)…Awal2nya jalan bareng Adnan lebih sering nyebelinnya daripada menyenangkannya. Dia egois (sampe skrg jg sih:P), ga mau ngalah, suka ngotot, nyebelin dah pokonya. Makanya kalo kita lg jalan ber-3 (Arie, Aku n Adnan), Arie n Adnan sering bgt debat yg bikin aku puseeeeng n mendingan ga ikutan deh. Aku sering ngalah, walopun sekali2 juga ga mau kalah.
Waktu Great Singapore Sale, Adnan selalu belanja kalo weekend…Favoritnya: SISLEY di Paragon…sebenernya BRITISH INDIA juga, tapi susah dapet ukurannya. British India tu guede2 bgt. Kadang dia lupa udah beli baju yg ini blm ya??trus ada model sama tapi beda warna juga kadang diembat….Dasar cowo shopaholic….(hahaha, Adnan jg mengakuinya tapi Cuma saat sale ko…wakaka).
Singkat cerita (lagi-lagi)...Tim kerja ku berganti dan berganti personel...Aku n Claudia tetep, plus Budi (talk about him later). Kartini berganti Karen, berganti Divia.....dan terkahir berganti Suchita (talk about her later)...Sekarang tim di bawah Claud pindah posisi di meja Kevin. Gillaaaa, semenjak pindah n duduk di samping Budi, kerja tuh jadi less stress krn less serius, yah ambil enjoynya aja lah...coz krn kerelax-an ini kita sering dikeramas n creambath se tim :P....(siapa tukang salonnya hayo?:P)….. Di meja ini asik lah…compared with before…arrghh…..Personel relax adalah: Budi (Chairman), Roland (Deputy), Aku, (Penggembira), Rachel alias R-H (rika-pobresito:P), Maricel alias Ate (Grabenaito:P), Kevin (statusnya ga jelas, coz nota bene dia manager, tapi suka ikut2an kita kalo lagi relax ria, hehe)…We are the best relax team ever….. team laen mana bisa becandaan sampe ngakak kaya kita….:P
It's a wrap for this blog, i'll continue next time...

All happiness

Written on Dec 12, 2006

After that day....(what day???)
I got much bless and happiness....
Hang out to Hard Rock, initially only want to watch Tompi....but i was so lucky, there was a quiz that we have to answer the artist and the song title..hahaha....so easy...secara walopun gw kurang gaul, tp sering digauli:P.....
And......finally i got the prize....new HP bow...Alhamdulillah......
It doesn't stop there......
In our office Christmast party, there was an award for the top sales performance...eh, ga nyangka bow.....eik kepilih...dapet deh piala berlapis emas ituh (really???:P)
Trussss....ada door prize kan yaa....eh......gw dapet lagi 1st prize nya.....nginep di InterContinental bow....Alhamdulillaah....
Thank God, after that sorrow You give me a lot of happiness....
It makes me stronger, and stronger, and stronger......
Forget that sorrow, it's not a sorrow anyway...
It is a puzzle of life.....
Maybe he is just not the best for me.....

I am overload....

Written on January 6, 2007


Starting the day with a debate with a managing director from a company in Papua New Guinea…..He doesn’t know about the case that I am having with his executive manager. I explained from the very beginning.
3 of his managers registered to one of my event in Jakarta, and the amount that they have to pay is USD 4455. Actually, it doesn’t matter for them BUT the flight and accommodation does really matter. There is no direct flight from Port Moresby to Jakarta, so they have to go to Brisbane first, and then to Jakarta. Worse, there is no direct flight from Jakarta to Port Moresby. They have to go to Singapore first and then to Brisbane, then to Port Moresby (wow……I just knew it).
Considering they are sending 3 people, I talked to the principal training officer, it will take about USD 17. 000. It is definitely not a small amount of money…
But they signed the sales contract already, so that means they have to pay.
After debating for 15 minutes on the phone, the MD still can’t make a decision to pay because he is not involved in signing the contract…He doesn’t want me to follow up with him again, and asks me to follow up with one of his executive manager. The executive manager is like avoiding me, doesn’t even want to answer my call.
My senior manager keep on asking me to chase the payment, by hook or by crook….I do understand about that, once a contract is signed, it has to be paid. But I don’t know what to do with this…..damn…..one side I am afraid to talk with that guy again, but on the other side I feel challenged to solve this problem……GRRRRHHH…………L
I was asked to send the invoice by email, BUT the Kuala Lumpur Data Base was down, so the administrator can’t issue this invoice. Means I have to wait……
Susie, from InterContinental hotel called and said that the hotel can’t issue a new copy of the voucher. She asked me to coordinate with the operation side of Marcus Evans in KL to search for it again. When I called Honey in KL, she doesn’t even have heart to ask her manager to find it. Her manager is like a cold-blooded killer. Hahahaha….hari gini masih ada pembunuh berdarah dingin:P………….It means I still can’t utilize the voucher to stay in that hotel….hix…..
Elyna from KL called and talking like she is my boss….Bloody hell this lady…..She is still new in Marcus Evans and she scolded me like mad for the things that are not my fault…..sh**t.
Adora (also from KL) called and asked about potential deals that might come for me. I said, I can’t promise because all the potentials rejected me already.
Poppy SMS, asked me to send one of my CV and cover letter. She would like to apply for a new job. It is not a common thing for me to share a CV. (Malu bow….CV gw gada apa2nya:P)
Nina kept on asking by phone or SMS about our plan in this weekend. In fact, I still can’t get the voucher dear….
Sending several emails to the clients, the phone rang again and I had to answer. Claudia directly closed the program that I am using, and she sent her emails……OMG, I haven’t even finished my work…..GRRRRH……………..But I was too busy to complain to her….Let her lah…I just did it after working hours….
Fian SMS and keep on calling, asking about our plan for tonight. Dinner and chat……
My salary still not in yetL
Thank God, today is over…………

2nd of February, 2007

Written on Feb 5, 2007


Friday morning rain fell down really hard, in fact since Thursday nite, as if it wouldn't stop. Me and Crey were about goin to office, we texted each other while still lying lazily on bed. This Friday was a casual day for our office, n we would have end month dinner at Hanamasa, GM Plaza.
Me and Crey ended up deciding 2 take a taxi. Crey couldn't get a single avalable taxi, that she walked to my place. Then we walked together, trying to find one, under one umbrella. Standing for almost half an hour, no one single taxi could we get. Either bcoz it's occupied by other people, or we're unlucky competing with other people who stood not far from us.
We walked n walked, trying to find a better place to wait, untill we found public transport (angkot, red-). We sat in front. It was 9 o'clock already when the angkot stopped nearby the office. We still needed 2 walk to Metropolitan 1 building. Thank God my senior manager could acept our tardiness. In fact there were several people coming worse later than us.
Starting to work, i think it was next to useless. Everybody that i called was not in d office bcoz of the flood. But i managed to get i mobile number of a managing director of a pharma company. At first, i was afraid he would cold me bcoz h was at home, but i called him still though:P. Thx God he responded well.
The phone lines got down b4 lunch time. We could hardly make a call. So after lunch we gathered in d board room, sharing, discussing, brainstorming about how 2 handle objections and how 2 close a deal. Engaged in d funny conversation, 5 PM was just about 10 minutes to go. Leaving the office together, we walked 2 karet, the nearest Trans Jkt stop. We walked, took pictures and chat lively.
Then we found out that Trans jkt (alias Busway) stopped operating. Ow man... I think this is the first time. Crazy....Jakarta bow, the capital city of this country was paralyzed by rain. Bloody long traffic jam, flooding, no phone line working, only with d same operator and SMS. Several banks ATM and credit card even couldn't be used.
I was wondering whether Sutiyoso and his majors care about it. Whether they're having a meeting now to find out how to handle it, or whether all of them in fact now are sleeping with the thick blanket, and take it as annual holiday bonus????????
Anyway, after times of bargaining. We managed to get a small bus (Kopaja, red-) that we paid especially to take us to GM plaza. Obviously it was once in alife time that Marcus Evans takes this old-non AC-speeding driver-dirty-bus. But we took it as fun anyway.....
News on TV are about flood, flood and flood.....
This is my first experience living in Jakarta with flood. 2002, i was in Bogor that i wasn't really afraid of it. But now.....Ow God.....
Only around 1 km from my place the flood reaches 4 meters oledi....
I'm praying the flood won't reach my place....and that water will be dried soon.............

5 C

Written on February 9, 2007


Suddenly i remember one day when i was in Singapore.
Me, Arie and Adnan watched "V for Vendetta" at Plaza Singapura, Dhoby Ghaut. The movie ended at midnite that we had to take a taxi to go home. Adnan decided to stay a night at our place because it's too far to go to his condo.
Ari sat in front, me and Adnan at the back. We were too tired to talk but the driver seemed sooooooooooo excited of doing mid-nite job. He asked us a lot of questions, where we came from, what we did, why went home so late, where our office was, what movie that we just watched, why we watched that movie, how the story went, where we stayed here, what company we were working for, and so on and so forth.
It was Arie who sat in front had to respond him while i was half sleeping:P....Until got too to tired and emotional, Arie asked us who sat at the back to respond as well. hahahaha....
Finally, that excited-enjoying midnite driving-talkative-Singaporean driver discussed about Singaporeans girls.
He said, most of them here only see 5 C from a guy.
First C goes to Cash......cash can buy anything u want
Second, goes to Credit Card....in Spore, don't worry if u don't have cash, even most small stalls receive payment by Credit card.
Third is for Car....eventhough girls have to pay themselves for the meals, a guy with a Car can take you around wherever you want.
The Fourth C is Condo....Rather than HDB, a guy who stays in a condo at least richer (or his parents are rich :P)
Last but not least C is Cheese burger....Desperate of not getting one of the C from 1-4, at least that guy can buy a girl Cheese burger, she will be happy. :P
We laughed while thinking, whether it's true.....Hahahaha
but the driver said so.....
Sorry girls, no offense, just for fun yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....

No More...

Written on March 18, 2007


This blog is dedicated for me, myself and I....First, I apology to my dearest Tompy for a lil bit changing the lyrics, but also I thank him very much for the song....In other case, the feeling that i get is the same as he sings the song, eventhough it's not about love.
Hey, ME can't u seeThis is what u did to meI'm so far from joyand I don't want to be your toy
My heart keeps telling me i should be with you no moreI want to get out from all this miseryand don't know.....I don't know what to do
Everyday, i spent my time in youSo depressed, having all regretsThe more I spell your name, just can't take it no more
I want to stay away, going away like you're not mine again.....

Resigantion....

Written on March 27, 2007


Finaly.....Yesterday on Tuesday, March 27, I resigned from Marcus Evans.
Setelah 2 kali ngomong mau resign and 3 kali ditahan-tahan, bos gw ga bisa berbuat apa2 lagi....I have decided.....
Bagaimana pun jg, setahun lebih disini, buanyak bgt yg terjadi and those are unforgetable...
10 bulan di Singapore adalah yg paling berkesan...
Dari awal gw udah mau resign karena ngerasa ga in ama kerjaan. Tapi tmn2 Indo disana bener2 support gw n ngeyakinin bahwa gw bisa.
Gw bertahan berbulan2 sampe akhirnya gw sendiri yakin bahwa gw bisa....
Earning lumayan walopun ga banyak, gw enjoy aja. Yang gw dapet di sana gw pake buat have fun aja, nabungnya dikit :P. Jalan ke sana kemari, beli ini itu, nonton ini itu, doing this and that.....abis deh duit gw.....But anyway....I was having so much fun....despite still struggling at my job.
Surprising jg pas tau kebanyakan umat Muslim Singapore solatnya kaya tarawih. Dari Subuh sampe Isya, digabung solatnya waktu Isya langsung 17 rakaat, dengan alasan siang sibuk kerja. Well.....i can't agree with that.
Tapi kalo masalah disiplin n keteraturan, gw suka banget, n belajar banyak dari orang2 Singapore. Walo kadang gw pikir mereka berlebihan dalam mengejar materi.
Tinggal di condo yg lumayan bagus, berdua ama Hapsari pernah, sendiri selama sebulan pernah, bertiga ama Ari n Leon pernah, berempat ama Ari, Leon n Yujin pernah, berempat ama Ari, Mark christoper and Sucheeta was the last month i stayed with there....Seru lah...dengan segala perbedaan culture, ada berantem n diem2an juga sih.Tp we managed to slove it.
3 bulan tinggal di Somerset seru juga. Tiap hari 2 kali nyebrang Orchard Road, pagi n sore. Ga kebayang sebelumnya gw akan sangat familiar dgn pusat belanja orang Indo yg suka shoping disini.
Ke Johor bareng Merry and Arie.....Disana kaya bule kesasar coz kita ga familiar ama daerah itu. Tapi seru jg...desek2an di imigrasi Malaysia (that was soooooooooooooooo crowded n messy), sampe kita meleleh kaya lilin dipanasin. Shoping disana harganya setengahnya dari Singapore.
Well.....after come back to Indonesia.....
Bener2 kaya set up kantor baru. Blm ada OB, blm ada printer, kertas, receptionist, dll.....Kita deh yg ngurusin semuanya....Ngerangkap jd receptionist, cuci gelas sendiri, nelponin tukang kertas, Aqua dll...
Seru, seru and seru.....inget ga udah berapa kali gw nulis kata itu.
Having my own team yg harus gw monitor KPI and segalanya....kalo out of control, gw yg dibentak2 ama bos....(Nyanyi lagu Michael Buble dulu ah>>>>Home>>>>>and I sorrounded by a million KPI...hahahaha:P)
Well.....I'm gonna miss everything here. But i have to move forward.....It's part of the process.....
End of month party, bowling, karaoke, 20% commission dll...
Hardy, Mr. jagal kota
Santo, Mr. overall and actually
Rudy, Mr. lenong
Johan, Mr. no worries
Crey, Ms. Benturan gitu loh
Kiki, Mr. What???can u hear me??A for Apple, B for Big Apple, C for Charli's apple.
Hardian PK, Mr. T for Thailand, T for Vietnam, T for Papa....Hai this is Bing....B...I...N...G
Ronald, Mr. My name is Rooooooooooonald, Rooooooooooooooonald
Erwin Husin, Mr. Exactly Marcus Evans
Rio, Mr. CEO alias sales person
Ari>>>>>>TERBUKTI>>>>>Raja Kepo seantero jagat Marcus Evans, but he is still my everlasting friend in ME
Sukses deh buat semua yg masih di ME....
Pokonya keep on your KPI deh (pesen sponsor:P)....ikutin aja apa kata bos lo...kalo ga berhasil kan dia sendiri juga bingung knp ga ngedeal....At least kalian jadi anak baik di depan bos...hehehe
Wish us all the best in everything we do ......

Getting a new job..........

Written on March 29, 2007


It's quite strange that i got 2 job offers that i never applied....
Malahan yg gw apply berpuluh2 companies, yg manggil cuma 3 biji n gw jg ga sreg ama kerjaanya...
Alhamdulillah ada orang baik yg merecommend gw....As a case writer in SBM Sampoerna is very interesting job. Somebody recommend me and this institution invited me for an interview. Good pay, strategic office location, unique works, good facilities, cool experience and others benefits i can get from here.....
President election succsess team is another interesting choice to make.....I'll be dealing with Ring One people in this country, i will know what's going on in this contry, tremendous experiences, very good networking oportunities, widen my knowledge in politic (thing i didn't think i'll be joining before), learning experiences from great people, etc....
God, please show me the best path that i should take in this learning stage......
Que Sera Sera....

My first day...

Written on April 2, 2007


Today is my first day of working after last week resignation from previous job.
Now my office is located on Jln. Borobudur, No. 8, near Prambors FM Radio. (Maybe one day i can drop by there, and meet my lovely Dezta hehehe).
I still don't know what my title is, and what organization that employ me (hehehe, as some of you might wonder). I don't care whether i'm a Babu, Backbone, Writer, Pem or whatever. My job now is attending a meeting or a discussion, and most of the time is writing and making a report. Well, it's quite interesting because the project is promoting someone (sapa hayoooo???) to become a president. Not president director bow, (i am sure Marcus Evaners want to know him if he is a Pres Dir:P), but a president of this lovely (huex..) Indonesia.
Started the meeting at 12.00, but effectively at 12.30, coz we had lunch first.....Aseeeekkk:P
The meeting attended by important people ( I guess), but mgkn krn gw kurang gaul, gw ga paham betul siapa mereka itu sebenernya, cuma bbrp dari mereka yg gw tau (ampooon, dong dong bgt ya gw:P). Mereka orang pinter2, s3 semuanya. Tp rapatnya enak, santai, banyak becanda juga sih.
After having an affective meeting for 2 hours, i was showed by one of the success team member, to my room where i will be working from now on. It is on the second floor.
Wow, my room is quite big and cool. With only a desk, 4 chairs, a drower, and a cupboard, it looks so empty. Maybe I can do fitness there hehehe. or Yoga or....galasin (halah, hiperbola bangke:P)
Tp bener sih, baru kali ini kan gw dapet ruang kerja sendiri. Jd aga2 kesepian euy. Komputernya gada lagu2 yang asek2 pula. I was wondering siapa yg pake ruangan ini sebelumnya, ko betah bgt dgn suasana garing se-crunchy ini. terpaksa HP gw nyalain lagu keras2.
Ok, so now i have to adapt with this environment. Kalo sblmnya kantor gw rameeeeeeee bangke, coz dari senior manager ampe staff semua keliatan and kerjaannya ngomoooooooooooooooong mulu seharian. Kalo gw mau ngegosip, tinggal pencet ekstension, or tengok kanan kiri pasti dapet partner gosip:P. Sekarang gw harus keluar ruangan n naek tangga lagi baru dapet temen hix....
Tapi.........it's part of the process.
Hope gw bisa betah n learn much from here.

Again

Written on April 4, 2007

Today meeting started at 4.00 PM.
very interesting, knowing what is happening in this country.
Yang gw tau mukanya cuma Bapak AM. Hendro Priyono (Ex Kepala BIN), yang lain sih terkenal cuma gw kurang gaul hehehe. Pas gw googling ternyata ada yg dekan, guru besar, pengamat politik, dll...
weleh2, gw becanda2 tadi, tanpa tau siapa mereka....
Tinggal laporannya deh yg ribet nih...

Mual-mual, resah and gelisah :P

Written on April 16, 2007

Well, well, well……………..
Ga tau kenapa gw punya penyakit aneh. Kayanya sih berawal dari SMA. Secara rumah orang tua gw di daerah Pondok Gede (yeah, u know lah, this is the area without the government, I think, where traffic jammed is everywhere, broken road all the way, rubbish smelly near the market, etc) and SMA gw di Jkatim.
Setiap Senin tu ye (actually everyday, but on Monday is the worst), muaceeettttttt parah di mana-mana. Dari rumah ke sekolah gw seharusnya bisa ditempuh dlm waktu maksimal 30 menit, gara2 muacet itu bisa jadi 1 setengah jam-an. Beberapa kali gw telat n berbagai hukuman pernah gw jalanin sampe disuruh pulang lagi. (tergantung kepseknya sih, kalo pas yg sadis, Cuma telat 10 menit langsung diusir). Kalo pas ulangan jam pertama trus telat, aduh malesssss bgt ngurus untuk minta ulangan susulan. Gurunya jadi susah diketemuin, diceramahin dulu setengah jam, kadang dikasih soal yg beda n lebih susah dari ulangan yg lain. Pernah juga disuruh baris dulu lamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa bgt sambil hormat ampe pegel bangke, trus disuruh bersih2 halaman sekolah (plis de tu guru piketnya, halaman udah bersih masih juga disuruh bersihin)
Nah, kalo malem senin, gw udah mual-mual ngebayangin apa yg bakal terjadi besok pagi, apalagi kalo berangkatnya ga bareng bokap, harus naek angkot (perlu diketahui, supir angkot banyak yg blagu ga mau ngangkut anak sekolah kalo pagi, secara bayarnya lebih murah). Harus berangkat gelap-gelap.
Ditambah lagi, sekolah gw di daerah Angkatan Udara yang angkotnya cuma 1 jenis, khusus and jumlahnya terbatas. Harus rebutan lah antara anak sekolah, karyawan and umum. Dan itu susah banget kalo lagi ga beruntung L
Pokonya nightmare deh kalo senin n ga bareng bokap.
Nah, penyakit mual-mual itu bertahan sampe sekarang (aneh…padahal waktu di Singapur udah ilang)>>>>Ya iya lah……di sono mah ga pernah khawatir telat kalo gw nya ga kesiangan bangun. Penyakit malam senin gw di
sanasih bukan mual-mual, tp berubah jd resah dan gelisah (halah…). Ya mikirin tak tik apa yg bakal gw pake kalo bos gw nyap nyap, nanyain deal deal deal………stresssssssssss.
And now, here I am again. Kerja di Jakarta, rumah ortu masih di Pondok gede…………Setiap malem senen halah…..mual-mual plus resah and gelisah deh….
Stressss kerjaan plus macettttt panjang ga hanya di pondok gedenya itu sendiri, tp dr Jln. Sudirman jg udah macet. Kalo buah sih gw udah busuk kaleeee. Sampe di rumah udah cuape bgt, ah kadang nyokap ga masak….(halah…….50+50 deeeeeeeh :P)
Gw putuskan buat kos, and reaksi ortu udah ketebak, ga boleh………………
Dengan diplomasi yg matang (ceileeehhh….), akhirnya gw kos deh…….horeeeeeee
Jadi penyakit gw tinggal resah and gelisah……..mikirin what’s gonna happened tomorrow…
Sampe di kerjaan gw yg sekarang, kadang suka berlebihan sih pikiran gw, padahal sekarang mah udah tau apa yg mau dikerjain, tapi masiiiihhh aja ada perasaan resah and gelisah kalo malem senin.
Gw harus buat resolsi nih. Mgkn kalo malem senin gw masih harus jalan2 and bersenang2 spy suasana hati enak, jadi sampe kos udah cape n tinggal tidur, ga sempet mikirin macem2. Tapi takut kecapean n besoknya blm rela untuk bangun pagi…..
Aduh….
Buat yg lagi kurang kerjaan and baca blog ini, boleh dunk gw dikasih saran gimana cara ngilangin malem-senin-blue ini…..Thanx

My Grandpa

My Grandpa
Tahun ini, kakek gw berumur 92 tahun. Weekend kemarin gw mengunjungi beliau di Jokja, krn beliau sakit keras udah seminggu ini. Dirawat bbrp hari di rumah sakit, banyak bgt kejadian2 yg mengharukan and kocak yg gw denger dari sodara2 dan orang2 yg nungguin kakek gw selama di RS.
Sebelum dibawa ke RS, kakek gw minta semua anak2nya yg berjumlah 10 orang (termasuk nyokap gw), kumpul di rumahnya. (kakek gw ga mau diajak pindah ke rumah bude gw yg letaknya Cuma di depannya persis, malahan dapurnya nyambung).
Rumah kakek gw masih terbuat dari kayu (yah, khas rumah jawa gitu deh), kamar2nya kosong coz semua anak2nya udah pada berkeluarga n punya rumah masing2. Nah salah satu bude gw rumahnya di depan kiri rumah kekek gw itu. trus dapur disambungin gitu, jadi ada akses dari dalem langsung ke rumah kakek gw yg di belakang itu.
Pengelihatan and pendengaran kakek gw udah berkurang (secara udah 92 tahun bow), tapi beliau hafal ama semua barang2 kepunyaan and yg deket dgn dirinya. Bahkan dia apal semua anak cucu and buyutnya (cucu ada 29 orang, buyut ada 9 orang). Pas sakit kemarin ditanyain semuanya, suka sampe tengah malem gitu, smape yg diajak ngobrol kecapean. Dia ga mau tidur selain di ranjang yg udah (mungkin) lebih dari 20 tahun dia pake.
Adaukiran kayu di bagian atasnya. Trus dia hapal baju2nya, celananya beserta ukurannya, sendalnya, kursi and meja yg ada dekat ranjangnya, kain selimutnya, dll. Selain itu, yg bikin orang tercengang, beliau hafal semua nomer seri kendaraan di Pulau Jawa (dulu selain jd pejuang, beliau jg pernah jd petani and pedagang. Pas dagang ini, beliau udah keliling pulau Jawa dari ujung ke ujung, alhasil hafal lah nomer seri kendaraan). Gw pernah ga percaya and kirain beliau asal sebut aja, tp pas ngobrol ama bokap jg (kebetulan polisi), and dicocokin, ternyata bener loh. A: Banten, B:
Jakarta, D:
Bandung, E:
Cirebon, F:
Bogor, H:
Semarang, dll. (itu yg gw inget, kalo kakek gw sampe daerah2 kecil dia apal bgt). Unik dah kakek gw ini.
Setelah semua anak yg ada di Jokja kumpul (yg di Jakarta ga bisa, coz dadakan bgt), beliau Cuma minta ditemenin, di ajak ngobrol ngalor ngidul sampe lamaaaa. Trus beliau bilang kalo anak2nya itu udah boleh pulang. Ga lama setelah pakde, bude and tante n om gw pulang, kondisi beliau drop drastic bgt, muntah darah banyak bgt, lemes and ga bias ngapa2in lg. Langsung lah cepet2 dibawa ke rumah sakit ama nenek and bude gw yg rumahnya paling deket itu. Semua sodara2 dikabari berita ini and bbrp udah pada nangis sesenggukan, mungkin mikirnya umurnya ga akan lama lagi.
Setelah diperiksa dokter, katanya lambung beliau bocor (ngeri bgt ya?). Trus aibatnya beliau ga boleh makan dulu utk bbrp hari, Cuma dipasang infuse. Udah gitu tekanan darahnya jg rendah bgt duma 60/60. Parah kan.
Pas udah sadar and udah bisa ngomong lagi, beliau bilang lapeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrr bgt. Pas dibilangin ama tante gw ga boleh makan, beliau ga percaya and malah marah2 yg kalo di bhs indonesiain: gimana sih ni, gw dirawat di RS tp ga boleh makan. Gw tu laper bgt. Plis dunk anak-anak gw, tolong ambilin roti 2 biji aja, jgn sampe ketauan dokter, gw laper bgt. Trus beliau menitikkan air mata. Nah sodara2 gw yg jagain bingung
kanmo gimana lagi. Trus dkasih deh roti and minum susu gitu. Ternyata dengan ngasih makan n minum diluar anjuran dokter itu salah. Ga lama kakek gw itu jadi mntah darah lagi. Walah…..
Tapi beliau ga kapok, kalo pas sadar n bisa ngomong selalu minta makan. Padahal infus masih nempel di tangannya. Tante gw ada ide lucu. Dia pake mukena trus pinjem kacamata, and ngaku jadi suzter (wakakakak). Dia bersuara dilaen2in, trus pake bhs jawa alus bilang ke kakek gw bahwa beliau bener2 ga boleh makan dulu demi kesehatannya, jgn sampe muntah darah lagi. Beliau percaya and nurut lho, abis itu diem deh, ga minta makan lagi….(hahahaha, tante gw ini bisaan bgt sih nyamar jd suzter).
Setelah itu sih, emang dasar kakek gw bandel…tetep aje minta makan….
Akhirnya atas kesepakatan keluarga besar di
sana, mereka putuskan kakek dibawa pulang aja, coz terapi yg dijalnin dokternya ga cocok ama kakek gw. Salah satu pakde gw bertekad: kalo emang kakek harus meninggal karena kita kasih makanan yg dia inginkan, ikhlaskanlah……relakan lah……
Dibawalah pulang beliau and dikasih apa yg beliau mau untuk dimakan. Sampe di rumah, maksudnya mau dibawa ke rumah depan supaya lebih gampang ngurusnya, ga perlu ke rumah belakangnya itu. Di bohongin bahwa ini ranjang yg biasa beliau pakai. Beliau ga percaya, krn setelah diraba, gada ukiran kayu yg bentuknya udah diingat. Trus semua baju dan celana pendek favoritnya lagi dicuci, dipakein celana lain yg baru. Beliau ga mau, katanya ini pasti bukan celanaku, celanaku tali kolornya ga gini, lagian ukurannya kegedean….bring me my short back…..kata beliau….(pake bahasa jawa lah, bukan english:P)
Trus, pas sodara2 lain pada dating jenguk, dia Tanya satu persatu, ini siapa??/kamu kerja di mana? Rumah mu di mana??? Padahal kalo kita jawab dgn desibel suara normal, beliau ga denger, jd harus aga2 super sonik gitu... Udah gitu, kadang beliau bolak balik cerita tentang masa mudanya yg berkelana seluruh pulau Jawa, nyebutin lagi deh itu seri mobil dari A ampe Z.....Yang dengerin Cuma terbengong bengong...
Suatu ketika, kita lagi ngobrol-ngobrol, eh beliau minta makan pake sayur terong.....yessss....terong....dibilangin hari gini gada terong, eh beliau aga emosi n bilang, halah ya cari lah...masa sih gw Cuma mau makan pake sayur terong doank ga boleh (again, pake bhs jawa lah ngomongnya).....bubar lah pasukan yg jenguk, n nenek gw cari terong buat dimasak. Pas udah jadi, makannya Cuma 2 suapan doank bow....walah, repot2 cari kok ya Cuma 2 suap doank.
Udah gitu, suatu saat beliau nanya seorang anaknya (who is bude gw), inget ga ama istrinya yg terdahulu (yeah, his previous wife)…udah gitu ngebandingin: cantikan mana sama nenek gw yg sekarang.....beliau bilang: kayany cantikan yg dulu, eh engga ding, sama,....trus beliau ketawa......gubrak dah..kita2 yg ada di sebelahnya cekakakan....
Trus beliau bilang kalo istri terdahulunya itu (who has passed away), suka manggil-manggil beliau gitu (o ow…….) merinding deh orang yg denger omongan beliau kali ini.
Lagi2 kasus ama selimutnya, sepulang dari RS kan semua pakaian yang abis dipake pada dicuciin, and selimutnya diganti. Beliau Cuma meraba, tau bahwa itu bukan selimutnya. Pas dibilangin lagi dicuci, beliau ngembek and ga mau pake selimut yg baru itu...again ngomong pake bhs jawa: gimme my blanket.......
Sayangnya gw Cuma selama weekend di
sana. Senin udah kerja lagi pan….(ow no, malem senin gw bakal resah and gelisah lg nih)….Naek Taksaka pagi jam 9.30, gw meninggalkan Jokja….Alhamdulillah ga kena efek dari anjloknya beberapa kereta, Cuma agak telat aja.

Finally

After several peoples asked me to have blogspot account, finally i have it.
Well, maybe i am still a lil bit gaptek in using it, but i will learn.

First, perhaps i will move the blog from my FS account here so that i can contnue blogging.

Thanks for those who encourage me to have this account, may we can share things together.