...and I am still learning

Membaca kembali tulisan-tulisan beberapa tahun lalu adalah bagian menyenangkan. Berbagai perasaan berkecamuk, karena waktu yang telah membuat lupa.  Rasa ingin tahu, misalkan; Ada tulisan yang bercerita mengenai seseorang tetapi identitas seseorang tersebut tidak dijelaskan secara gamblang,  jadinya saya bertanya-tanya, siapakah itu yang saya maksud? Oh usia, mengapa kau membunuh ingatanku perlahan? Apalagi kalau topik yang dibicarakan bersifat sensitive, soal perasaan misalnya. Ah, memang selalu soal perasaan yang tertulis di blog (hadeh, curhat banget) . Seperti puisi tanpa judul  berikut , saya masih bertanya-tanya untuk siapa puisi ini saya tulis. Sayang jika harus dilupakan, padahal saat itu mungkin pikiran saya pasti sedang galau berat, sampai mellow begitu M Kemudian rasa surprise , kok bisa ya saya bisa menulis seperti itu. Ada yang begitu mellow , puitis  dan ada pula yang alurnya tidak jelas. I am just finding that read your own ...

Well, last week was awesome. I met great people, the writers in Asean Literary Festival 2014 in Taman Ismail Marzuki. The first one was Mr. Dicky Senda, he was warm and nice while it was our first meeting. His book is Kanuku Leon, and I’ll write book review about it later. Lucky me, to have another great friend, Ms. Erni Aldjai, just googling her name, and you’ll find she is kind of famous in Indonesian literature. Her book is Kei and another several books , I also love her poems, aisshhh, how those simple words can be so touched or am I so melancholic?  . I am just so proud to know both of them.I am sure to make review about their books.   Actually, I just feeling quilty but also satisfied at the same time. Both feelings are playing now in my mp3 of feeling ( Lol, just leave it). So, that is the story goes,  Place : Office Boss  : " Do we have to make official letter to *** (owner)?" Me    : (Sigh) Me    : " Is he permantly at sit...

Everything in her table is a mess. The irregular paper without clips and maps lay down at the right beside the telephone. The drink bottle without its cover, while it looks new and branded lies between the body lotion and toilette tissue at the left corner. Neither family pictures nor friends in her desk like the others. She has three post cards.  The first one was from Thailand and the others from Italy. May she hopes to be abroad someday because it can be seen clearly compare to the other things which is not usual in office desk.  Next to the monitor, at the left one, there is a desk calendar. It looks like she doesn’t care of it, because it shows February while now we are in March. She has supplier notes and mechanic pencil in front of her, below the keyboard. Also there is a small circle mirror between the monitor and keyboard.  She is now working with her book, writing over and over instead of working with her computer or documents in her table because the chai...

Two weeks ago, I moved to a new rent room, still in West Jakarta. A very typical of many of rent rooms with doors closes beside each other. It is kind of strange because I used to have not a kind of rent room but it reminds me of my first dorm. The different is the distance between rooms opposite each other, here is too close while my first one was wider. Since March 2013, I rented one room, the room was pretty good, it is average and clean, no needed to buy mineral water provided by hosted. Well, we lived together with the hosted family, an old mother who lived with her children. Also they only rent rooms five rooms so it was not so crowded. I love silence by the way, but it is not so silence because house is beside the mosque. My new rent room offers what I need, a kitchen with many of stoves in there, washing machines and a wifi. I love the wifi, the speed is amazing but sometimes my IDM bar does not appear and also the netbook's touchpad is too sensitive L , it makes the ...

Berikut percakapan singkat di sebuah minimarket dengan seorang gadis kasir yang sangat jarang terjadi. I wonder why it was about that topic, may the girl just chatted around like she was to sell more chocolates products. Check this out! A : “Cari coklat ya mba? Tuh yang itu aja “(sambil menunjuk merk coklat tertentu yang dipajang  diskonan, dengan ukuran big size) Saya:”Oh, engga mba,maunya yang d**** aja  (mencari-cari salah satu product cokelat dengan ukuran paling mini) A : “ Buat dikasih ya mba?” Saya:”Ga ada yang mau dikasih kok, buat makan sendiri aja?” (waduh, kebablasan curhat) A :”Saya doain nanti mba ada yang kasih coklat ya” Saya ;” Eh……?! (ini si mbak L, saya uma lagi pengen makan cokelat saja )           “Aminnnn ( buru-buru keluar, ckckckckkck) Source :Google Images 

I jus got the new thing which I should learn and remember all day as a worker. Don't forget small things! General information and detailed information have its streght & weakness. Also it can't be generalized, it depends on its matters. What, who, when, how, why are the questions we should answer first even we are timed. Being a multitasking person is really a challege, concern with more than one problems  at the same time. Don't get tricky by ourselves to procrastinate the small things. Try to see it in different perspective. I admit that I must force myself hardly to do it because I think there is still big problems to handle. But I have known small things will have its big impact. Do it nicely, Rosa,, you are paid to do it. Respect your bos!

I met someone, the one who was my "cimon/cinta monyet" in my junior high school day or elementary, I guess. It was love in the first sight because today was our second meeting. He was nice, a really nice guy, both attitude & face. I wonder what he thinks if he knows the fact that I ever wrote his name down my diary, as well as my romance imagination those day whenever I was remember about him. Also I even had given his a Japanese name, Takuya Daichi, taken from one of Japanese romance comics. He seems far away even we were stood beside each other, talked things around and made joke. He is still stanger though he knows me as his friend's sister, but now I do realize that the love at first sight is exist.