My mood still not getting any better. Fuck that idiot bus driver. I really want to smash on his face and if possible, format his brain. This is what you get when you live in a third world country full of uneducated people, the only rule that applies here is there is no rule. And you expecting me to be proud of this fucking-jerk-cursed-barbarian country?? Give me a break!


And let me tell you something:
I don't care about your color. You may white, black, brown, red, blue or pink. It does no matter to me, but I do care about the way you look at those colors.
I don't care about your race or ethnic. You may javanese, chinese, bataknese, marsnese, klingonese, borgnese or a new race that still undiscovered by human kind. It does no matter to me, but I do care about the way you see other races.


And let me add that:
I do care about your attitude.
I do care about your integrity.
I do care about your behaviour.
Because those are small part of the bigger one that pictures you on my eyes, and help me to decide how long I can put my trust on you.

I am in totally bad mood and ready to fight. Thanks to stupid bus driver who took the earlier turn just because he thought he already late. If you value your life, it is highly recommended not to disturb me even a little bit today!!

I lost my devotion to this fucking country since a long time ago. Tell you the truth I do not care about this cursed nation or it would be better if I say I am hopeless that this piece-of-junk country will getting better. All I care is my wife and kids and the whole of my family as well. No more no less.


In my wildest imagination, I was thinking about sending a message to the collective, inform them that there are about 200 milion barbarians here *I can assure you, you are not one of them*, waiting to be assimilated. By that time of course I am already with my Enterprise.

If my info is correct, the blank form has been returned. And it still blank. I believe we are safe, at least for a time being. And I also had been asked to share more of the things that I currently cover. I think it's good as it gives me chance to focus on other, and in turn allows us to improve. I hope the entire team will support otherwise we are doom.

If you sound a horn and the person makes no move, what do you want me to do? Hit him??!!!! I swear, I "love" this fucking country with its fucking uneducated people.

Due to my previous post I make correction. I was so reluctant to go, felt cold and my stomach never stopped scream but I was forced to do so. So there was I, found out the meaning of work-hard-party-hard term. Obviously, it was not typical of the world that I feel comfort living with. Yes I had fun but to continue the night is out of question and thanks God my community felt the same.


Now I am lack of sleep and missing my pillow sooooooo much.

I'm sorry that I can not join this time but under this circumtances, I prefer taking a rest and have my health completely restored. Beside I don't think my stomach is in its best performance to deal with chili and salt. Maybe some other time.

Suatu sore, udara dingin diluar. Hujan turun sangat deras. Kami pergi ke grocery store. Karena hanya akan cari kubis, saya tunggu di mobil, sedangkan pasangan saya masuk ke toko sendirian. Waktu balik lagi ke mobil, kok wajahnya berbeda. Saya tanya:"What’s with the long face?" Dia bilang, baru saja menyaksikan kejadian yang sudah tak pernah terjadi lagi. Waktu antri pembayaran, dia melihat seorang laki laki tua, bajunya kumal dan berhelai helai, mungkin untuk menangkal udara dingin, rambutnya dikepang dua, pakai topi veld yang sudah bolong bolong.


Si kasir mentotal pembeliannya. Pak tua ini lalu sibuk mengambil uang dari saku yang satu ke saku yang lain, berusaha memenuhi harga totalnya, tetapi tanpa hasil. "Kurang." kata kasirnya. Pak tua lalu menyisihkan beberapa items yang mungkin dia anggap agak luxurious, seperti bell pepper, keju, antara lain. "Kurangi yang ini." kata pak tua. "Masih kurang" kata kasirnya. Si pak tua merogoh sakunya makin dalam. Tetap belum cukup. Lagi lagi dia menyisihkan beberapa items untuk dikurangi dari total pembelian. Lagi lagi si kasir bilang: Belum cukup." Kemudian, tanpa disangka, laki laki muda dibelakangnya mengeluarkan uangnya, meloloskan selembar $20.00 an, terus diberikan ke pak tua itu sambil berkata: "Here you go buddy, it’s on me." Si kasir lalu mentotal kembali, terus ada kembalian sekitar sembilan dollaran. Si kasir bilang:"Ini kembalian mau dibalikin?" Si laki laki muda bilang: "Nope! It’s his!"


Suasana jadi amat sunyi. Kentara orang orang yang menyaksikan pada sesak dadanya, banyak mata yang basah. Pasangan saya bilang, dadanya terasa sesak, dan kerongkongannya jadi amat berat. Mata sayapun berkaca kaca waktu dia selesai cerita. Saya tanya, mana sih orang muda itu? Dia menunjukkan ke seseorang yang lagi memuat belanjaannya kemobilnya. Sebuah truk tua yang bannya sudah pada gundul. Umur dia kira kira awal dua puluhan. Dilihat dari keadaan truknya, dan umurnya yang masih muda (sehingga belum banyak waktu untuk mengumpulkan kekayaan), bisa dibilang dianya sendiri tidak kaya. Tapi pasangan saya bilang, anak muda itu kaya banget. Buktinya dia menyebarkan hadiah berharga, sesuatu yang indah yang meninggalkan bekas yang dalam dihati orang orang, bukan saja si pak tua yang ditolongnya, tapi juga orang orang di antrian pembayaran. Lebih lagi, orang orang yang menyaksikan tadi kan punya famili, teman teman, teman sekantor, yang mungkin akan mendengar hal itu juga, seperti saya juga yang hatinya tersentuh dalam dalam. Wondeful gift which keeps giving, kata pasanganku.

taken from here. Sorry, available in Bahasa only.

I wanna see Time, if he really exists. I wanna ask him to give me the ability to speed up the days whenever I feel bored or holding them in my hands on each precious moment that I have.

I wanna see Love, if she really exists. I wanna admonish her for breaking my heart once ago but I also like to thank to her for the gift she gave to me

I wanna see Wisdom, if he really exists. I hope that he would like to share a small piece of his knowledge to help me look at the life with a better point of view

I wanna see Richness, if he really exists. I like to ask for a world of gold and diamond, so that my question won't be "can I buy it?" but "what will I buy next?"

I wanna see Courage, if he really exists. I wanna ask for a bravely heart to defeat the fear, a silver sword and shield to kill the dragon.

I wanna see Passion, if she really exists. I wanna her to teach me more about romantic, touch of passionate, sensitive and the ability to control the game all the time

I wanna see Eternity, if she really exists. I wanna know the secret of being immortal. I wanna make our passion of love lasts forever. flower may die, butterfly may fall but our love should stay young and wild till eternity..

JK said that "Indonesia sudah keluar dari krisis!", this is not the first time he said something funny and stupid. His statement is oftenly absurd and forget reality. I know someone somebody must send this charlie caplin wanna be out of galaxy. I can't see the benefit of having him as our leader as he is not down to earth, can't take critics and live in his own imagination.

Ini postingan iseng dari seseorang yang lagi frustasi mau upload file tapi gagal melulu lantaran websitenya kayak keong mau mati, yah dari pada iseng bengong menatap monitor sambil sesekali melambaikan tangan dan berkata, "halo..", berharap progress bar internet explorer langsung ke pojok kanan tapi kenyataannya betah di pojok kiri dan tidak bergerak sedikit pun juga meski sudah ditunggu setengah jam.


Di dunia kecil tempat saya berada saat ini ada satu mahluk cantik, beberapa mahluk ganteng dan satu mahluk paling ganteng *pletak!*, maksud saya satu mahluk manis, beberapa mahluk ganteng dan satu mahluk buruk rupa yang digilai, diimpikan dan dirindukan wanita sejagat *dziiing! pletak!*, jadi pikir-pikir dari pada iseng melototin mereka terus dikira naksir *oooh tidaaak!* lebih baik iseng-iseng buat postingan tidak bermutu ini.


Sungguh saya tidak mengerti kenapa ada orang yang bisa membuat website yang begitu menyebalkan, memaksa kita menunggu sampai rambut memutih dan janggut memanjang. Iseng amat sih. Untunglah bulu tangan, bulu kaki, bulu dada dan bulu-bulu yang lain tidak ikut-ikut memanjang dan betah pada ukuran segitu, kalau tidak tentu saya repot dan tukang cukur bulu langganan saya bertambah kaya.

Some people are just soooo pretty damn stupid and not kindly a humble ones. Is it so hard to pay a little attention or just say "thank you"? Who the hell they think they are?! I know I should delay their request for a month or two. How I wish they are eliminated as soon as possible.

What else can I say? Nothing lasts forever.

I've instructed my secretary not to accept any incoming call but the registered ones. So if you wish to call my number, make sure you are among the list. The reason I apply this policy is simply because I can't stand against telemarketing.

I had spoke and we both agree that if there are only n-1 of us left, there will be no improvement, no new thing, no research and development and we will keep ourselves busy with regular complain and administrative task which I should say, so boooooooooooooring and absolutely not challenging.


How many times I should say that I need challenge to stay alive? Six years ago we were nothing until we started develop our back bone system. Two years later we became number one among the others. None had such a solid integrated system but us. So they came, they learned, copy-cat and started their own. And now we are all the same.


I say if we want to stay ahead we need all resources we have but I am not the decision maker this time. So yeah...