Me & My Fruitful Day

This is a story about what happened in my life on April 10, 2014. Di hari itu, hari Kamis tanggal 10, saya pagi-pagi sudah mandi dan bersiap untuk berangkat ke Dispora Bandar Lampung untuk mengikuti proses seleksi salah satu program yang diadakan oleh Kemenpora. I’m not gonna tell you deeper about what the program is about, I’m just gonna write my experience during that selection program. It’s gonna be a super long post, so don’t say I didn’t warn you from the beginning J

Awal mulanya, sebelum tanggal 10, saya sudah daftar untuk mengikuti  program ini dan melengkapi semua persyaratan berkas yang diminta, dari mulai formulir, essay, sampai SKCK  (perjuangan juga lho ternyata bikin SKCK; kantor kelurahan – rumah Pak RT – kantor kelurahan lagi – baru ke kantor polisi). Setelah lengkap semua berkasnya, saya berangkat ke Dispora dan mendaftar pada tanggal 7. Saat menyerahkan berkas,  saya ada di urutan ke 36 dan itu sudah hari terakhir. Waktu itu yang langsung kepikiran di otak saya, ‘wah berarti saingannya ga banyak-banyak banget nih, alhamdulillaah’.

Sehari kemudian (08/04), pengumuman peserta yang lolos seleksi berkas diumumkan. Saya sih ga merasa dag-dig-dug di tahap ini, karena toh yang diseleksi hanya berkasnya dan saya merasa berkas saya sudah lengkap. Ternyata benar, nama saya ada di list yang lolos ke tahap selanjutnya (beserta nama sebagian besar peserta lainnya yang berkasnya juga lengkap *yaiyalah*). Karena nama saya Annisa dan ada diurutan atas karena disusun berdasar abjad, saya ga liat-liat lagi nama-nama peserta lainnya yang ada di bawah-bawah saya. Saya sibuk latihan main cetik (alat musik tradisional Lampung) dan bingung mau pake baju apa waktu tes tertulis dan wawancara di tanggal 10.

Reflection

I’m kinda tired of people questions about my life lately. People really should learn how to ask more appropriate question and stop bothering others business. Cynical questions like “Graduate already? Ah, just staying at home now?” or “Ah, so you haven’t got job? Just be patient, you will get it soon”. (OK, actually the second questions would be such a sweet and caring question IF it’s said by people who really care about us, here I’m talking about 180 degree different person, they just pretend as if they care while they actually don’t). C’mon dude, working in a big company isn’t the only way to earn money, and hey it’s rude.

I am cool as a cucumber and I love living my life like this at the moment, so why bother? Of course sometimes I worry about my future, but hey, who don’t? What we see ain’t what it really seems. You cannot say that others are just lying in bed and doing nothing for their life, just because they aren’t going to the office from Monday to Friday (or even Saturday, uh oh) like you do. It’s unacceptable to look others down and think they are suffering in life, just because they don’t wear office attire and hang out at pricey café like you do. Some of them may even earn more money than you do, but oops, that’s not my point. What I’m trying to say is that we have to stop measuring people’s success by money, because money is not the only measure of success in life. There are things that matters more than money. For instance, happiness and satisfaction. So, instead of asking “where do you work now? Does it pay you well?” and blah blah blah, you can try to ask more reasonable questions such as “Are you happy?” “Do you love your job?” “Do you enjoy what you are doing?”

And oh, do you know? We actually don’t need to measure anyone’s success before we measure ours, so try to reflect and ask those questions to yourself first before wondering about somebody’s life. AM I happy? DO I enjoy my job? DO I enjoy what I am doing?

We never even lick others' Popsicle of journey, so we barely know how it taste. Since everyone has their own Popsicle, you better enjoy yours and stop bothering. Ciao.

Friday Shopping

 

Went shopping to Tanah Abang with my Aunty today. One of my monthly routine activity, I could say. But don't judge! We don't (only) purchase goods for ourselves, but we purchase goods in order to sell it again. My aunty usually re-sells all the goods she bought here to her friends at her office in Lampung. Me? No I don't re-sell, I just accompany my aunty and be a helpful niece, and usually I would get freebies afterwards, haha. Hard work never betrays, right? :p

Today, I saw a cleaner-and-more-well-organized Tanah Abang. No more street vendors as it has been cleared up and relocated to Blok G. I could barely see the result, the street was waaaay more neat--no more street vendors occupy the road, many Satpol PP guard the area, and the most important thing is: no traffic congestion!! Kudos Pak Jokowi and teams, I like your great great job soooo much *two thumbs up*. 

Shopping here usually makes my feet stiff, but however I like it cause I can see beautiful clothes, force me to do some work-out (you know that Tanah Abang consists of so many block and floors, right?) and I can update my knowledge of fashion trends as well. You know that fashion trend changes so fast, no? There were Manohara blouse and Syahrini Kaftan era, but today it becomes Ayu Ting Ting praying dress era, hahaha. Btw, today I saw several people brought their suitcase along while shopping. Yes, yes, that same suitcase we use to bring our clothes while going on holiday. Exactly. I had no idea why they do that, but then, after looking at those ultra heavy plastic bags... I think that's not a bad idea after all.

Oh-so-HEAVY

Safari Park

Last Saturday (9/3) I together with Chely, Bahi, Fajar, and Vino went to Safari Park, Bogor. We spent a   whole day there, but unfortunately it was a rainy day, so some of the animals were just sitting down and even sleeping. But we were still happy anyway! So refreshing and  exciting! Mammals, Birds, Reptils, Amphibians... every animal was cute and amazing.

If you are 6 year-old or older and want to pay a visit , you have to pay IDR 140.000 per peson; if you are 5 y.o. or younger, you just have to pay IDR 130.000. Go there by car? you have to payIDR 15.000 for your car, or IDR 5000 if you go by motorcycle.

Entschuldigung

Di kantor, beberapa jam sebelum jam pulang karyawan.

Pak Ahmad—salah satu staff di divisi tempat saya magang—bercerita soal keikhlasan dan kaitannya dengan kesehatan manusia. Setau saya, beliau memang dikenal bisa dan biasa mengobati orang dengan cara memijat dan membimbing “pasiennya” untuk mengingat Tuhan, berdoa menyebut nama Allah dan berusaha ikhlas dan pasrah akan segala sesuatu yang dihadapi. Usut punya usut, banyak teman-teman karyawan yang mengakui bahwa metode tersebut terbukti manjur dan dapat mengurangi bahkan menghilangkan rasa sakit yang mereka dirasakan.

Menurut beliau, kunci untuk sehat itu mudah, mengingat Tuhan, memohon ampun, berpikir positif, berprasangka baik, dan memperbaiki tali silaturahmi dengan sesama manusia, terutama orang-orang terdekat kita. Beliau bercerita, pernah suatu ketika beliau bertemu dengan seorang ibu yang mengeluhkan penyakitnya yang tak kunjung sembuh walaupun telah berobat berkali-kali. Saat itu, beliau hanya memberi satu anjuran kepada ibu tersebut, “Coba ibu meminta maaf kepada suami”. Si ibu membela diri dan berkata bahwa dirinya sudah sering meminta maaf kepada suaminya. Lalu beliau menjawab, “coba kali ini, meminta maaflah dengan hati”.

Apa tuh meminta maaf dengan hati? *batin saya dalam hati*

Upcoming Holiday - Jogjakarta Trip

Holiday we are coming!

College Life: Last Day

Management 2009

Bakrie School of Management - Class of 2009

Friday (25/01) was the last day of the last final exam for (most of) BSM 2009 members. We've finished our 7th semester and are soon-to-be fresh graduates. After this, may be we won't meeting each other so often as we have no class schedule anymore for the next semester. Everyone's going to be busy finishing his/her final paper, some of us might be busy working or running own businesses as well, and those are the reasons why we decided to do this photo session after finishing the last subject of our last final exam. Documenting a sweet memories of college life. For the sake of all tears and laughs, joy and sweats, and all of the memories we have shared together, I love you all, my college's mates! See you on the graduation day!

*p.s.: Can you find me on those photos? :p