Category: Life

Earlier today, my friend just told me about how a person i know, is now actually works at his mother’s department, and the person i know studied in the same campus with my girlfriend, and her boyfriend is actually my senior. The person i know also has an older cousin, who is my client. How funny is that. How i can connected to another person thru such a long list of person. Funny, isn’t it?

While i was waiting for my flight to Batam earlier this week, i met a guy (mid 40, tall, chinese), i saw him. I nod my head, altho i lost where i’ve met him, who is he etc. He saw me, confused, try to remember, “where did i meet this man?”. I asked myself, and challenged myself to find the answer.

Finally, i got it. He was the guy i met in Belitung, during my visit to a smelting-company. He is a supplier for that company, and we had a conversation in Belitung.

And, last week, an administrative staff of one of my clients, told me that she saw me in a wedding. While i know the groom, she actually knows the groom’s sister. So coincidence!!

See? Its a funny thing actually going on. How about everyone in this planet are connected thru some kind of mystery, and who knows at the end, we are actually just a big family.

A very big family.

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Damn! My flight delayed for another 2 hours! It’s already the best airlines in Indonesia, but still, this is what you could get in Indonesia. Delayed flight!

It sucks.

Luckily, i’m in the mood for my Football Manager, so just need to plug my laptop and start playing in the waiting lounge. (Thats the good point).

Several things happen lately in Jakarta, AA Gym’s second marriage (doh!), video-clip of a legislative members (another doh!) with someone who is not his wife, altho he has 2 children at home.

My good friend explained to me how AA Gym once said that he against polygamy, and that legislative-member is actually a Kepala Seksi Kerohanian (something to do with religion affairs).

How ironic is that?
Its like saying. I am A MAN, but actually, next month I am A WOMAN. (?) Argh… i dont get the logic anyway. Practice what you preach next time, dudes.

I said i’m quitting my job… start to do it soon. Thats what bothering my mind. How you can get a lil bit crazy when you want to do something and something deep in your mind (or soul, if i have any) or maybe an angel that whispering (or a satan) against you.

You think you’ll do it, you’re so sure, and then something makes you re-think the whole thing. I believe this is something i need to do, when you want to go up, you take the ladder, but if the ladder stuck at a certain floor but you don’t actually want to go there, you better think this options:

1. take another ladder
2. stay on the ladder, but think of something else that can help
3. find the extension for the ladder
4. jump and maybe there’s an elevator behind the wall…

Well, now i get my self confused here… am i on a ladder, actually? i{content: normal !important}

Perhaps, the whole idea for being a great man is as simple as this :

“Speaks right at exactly the right time, otherwise shut up..”

Yes, i think it is only that simple. But, apperenltly I can’t even do that right! Yeah, screw me.

Lately, i feel that there’re some misunderstandings i’ve ‘contributed’ significantly just because i don’t speak right or speak not at the right time.

President Susilo probably one example of speaking right at the right time, while ex-president Gus Dur is someone who speaks wrong at exactly always wrong time, and ex-president Megawati who doesn’t do any speaking.

So, should you speak?

Some says sky’s the limit.
Yeah, right. Probably mine is not that high. Effective yesterday, i added up:

• 1 consulting project
• 1 company initiative

And, worst thing, got some problem with my car. Yaa, imagine how hard life is. Been weeks of less-than-7-hour sleep. Months of no entertainment.

Should really find a getaway. Lombok is good.

Know a mint candy with creamy chocolate inside? There are several brands to name. And i kinda like that kind of candy. The ‘journey’ you have to ‘go-thru’ to finally reach the ‘end’. You have to taste the mint before you can taste the chocolate.

I like the chocolate inside. Like a surprise. Yes, surprise. And sometimes, by the cause of poor consistency of the filling machine on the factory, by any chance you will get one without any chocolate. And that is killing me. I really upset when i get that one.

Like life, you go thru a very steady pace, you’re hoping something will comes up sometimes. Hopefully, something goooood comes up. But, sometimes, you get nothing. That’s it. Nothing. A nil. I hate that kind of life. You feel like you’re going somewhere, but you end up on the same place.

“When you almost reach the end,
somebody move it.”
(read it somewhere)

Been in a very very bad mood lately (It’s like the world’s teasing me). There’s no funny joke, but life. No good thing to hear, but my moan. No good music, but this damn thing flying round my head.

Should find a getaway… A place full of joke (not about my life), good thing to hear (perhaps waves, birds, wind, or maybe a welcome dance), good music (stupid radio lately).

Advise me.
Please.