3.01.2011

Louder Please!!

This is the fourth month of our On the Job Training period. We are trying to keep the boredom at bay. Some bring books to read, some try to turn their brain to find things which could add value to their days, some even read the Standard Operating Procedures of the unit we’re attached at like it was a complicated chemical formula. No matter how hard we try, the saturation begins to envelope us again like it is crawling over our skin. But we don’t give up on this, so we try so hard every single day to find something amusing around the job activity –you see the word activity is not plural because our activity really is NOT plural–. Karaoke is definitely one out of quite little choices we have. I am a person who believes that people should let out what is inside their heart. When you are happen to be an introvert kind of person, then you should find a way to express yourself. Letting what you feel inside is a thing karaoke could help. Pick a song that express your most current feeling, choose the exact way to sing it, don’t bother to think about the right key, and then just do it. Feel the magic which come from a mixture between hideous voice and a fatal key error. What’s needed to be let out will come out just as it should be.
Now I have new girlfriends to karaoke with. Our song lists? Unbelievably bizarre!! Much more bizarre than my other karaoke group –yes I also realize that bizarre always be my word for people who accompany my karaoke time (or they turn bizarre because they’ve karaoke with me?)– The way we sing? Identically to the real singer –refers to the bizarre song lists, then you know the way we sing is as bizarre as it is– (O Gosh! Do you realize I have mentioned the word bizarre 6 times?). The way we dance? No questions about that, since there was no dance except a little move on the head, and shoulders, and legs –that’s dance already anyway– it was so much fun. You can see people through a different side, their hidden side. We choose our own language to sing. When we have songs that everybody knows, then we’ll sing it together. But we definitely have our own songs to sing by our own voice, style, and absolutely our own key. Hours passed without us even realizing it. We laugh, recall a memory from the songs we sing, make fun of the ancient video clip of the old songs we choose. It was fun, huge fun. Got home after it feeling relieve and enlighten, sure it’ll also do to everyone else.
So when someone says ‘sshhh’ to someone else when they sound a bit too loud, I would say to these girls “Louder Please”.

2.21.2011

What a Damage Too Much Pride could Cause


It’s been 14 days since my last post on this blog. This happened couple of weeks ago actually. Always having everything I want so easy makes my pride so much higher than anything. When I want something I got to have it. If I don’t want something then nothing or no one will be able to make me want it. I only see what my eyes see. What other people see I don’t really care much. I live for my own, when there is someone does something I don’t like I’ll confront them then feel bad about it then I will just don’t care. There was time when I walked with my boyfriend –one of the most caring human being I have ever met– on a sidewalk when he got furious with me. In Indonesia we walk and drive on the left side. And that moment I did walk on the left side on the sidewalk –so you notice that I walked on the right direction–, which happen to be the good part of the sidewalk –the other part was not too good to walk on to – then there was this old lady came from the opposite direction of me. When we got closer –when I say closer it means we’re already nose to nose to each other– I didn’t move an inch from where I stood, because I felt that I was on the right track, she was the one who should move to be on her right track. My boyfriend took my hand and literally lifted me to the other part of the sidewalk –the worse part one– so that old lady could walk through –ON MY TRACK–, then he said ‘why don’t you just move, she’s old and she carries groceries’. ‘It was her who should move, I’m on the right side. It was my side!’ I replied. He still stood on her back and said ‘but it will be easier for you, for both of you if you just step aside for a moment than get back on track after you passed her’ then we came on silent. I did realize how childish and selfish and what a pain in the ass I were. I got soften for a while, but when something similar to that happens again, I will spontaneously do that again. I just can’t control it.
As I mention on my previous post, my office needs to be reached by buses and walks. And when I don’t have enough strength to walk anymore after the long journey home, I would have to pay someone to take me home by his motorbike. Couple of weeks ago I did that, and the rider asked for extra 2.000 rupiah because the traffic were really bad at that time. My ego stood up first before my brain and heart could react to his statement. I went over because I didn’t want to give the extra 2.000, and I mentioned my disagreement in a not too good way of saying.
The next day, I met the man again while I was riding with his friend –they’re taking a queue to take passengers–. I looked at him and he looked at me, he smiled at me because he remembered me from the day before. I saw his eyes, and there was this look, the ‘I’m sorry I asked for that extra money the other day’ look. I felt horrible; I just knew that he didn’t mean to deceive me when he asked for that extra money. I kept my 2.000 rupiah but it really didn’t worth for the ugly feeling I felt on that day. At that moment I just wished that I had handed him that extra money. I’m sorry. I’m terribly sorry. I know he wouldn’t read this but I just want to say sorry and will –I’m about to say try– change THE attitude.



Just wish me luck,


Maria

2.07.2011

Who am I?

I am your constant companion. I am your greatest helper or heaviest burden. I will push onward or drag you down to failure. I am completely at your command. Half the things you do you might just as well turn over to me and I will be able to do them quickly and correctly.
I am easily managed – you must merely be firm with me. Show me exactly how you want something done and after a few lessons I will do it automatically. I am the servant of all great individuals and, alas, of all failures, as well. Those who are great, I have made great. Those who are failures, I have made failures.
I am not a machine, though I work with all the precision of a machine plus the intelligence of a human. You may run me for a profit or urn me for ruin – it makes no difference to me.
Take me, train me, be firm with me, and I will place the world at your feet. Be easy with me and I will destroy you.

Who am I?


 
I am Habit.




Sean Covey – The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens –