Four and a half

Good afternoon.

What can I say about my new routine. It's new and exciting, yet challenging.

I have to make sure that I get all the nutrition I need, provide brain exercise, and keep my balance. Selfishness should be gone by now.

Anyway, I like reading stories in the afternoon and a little music in the morning. I don't know whether "Price Tag" and "Lazy" would make a wonderful choice, but it sure is a nice song to dance with. About the Mozart thing and such...hmm...perhaps later on.

A bit "internal bumpy feeling" here and there is beginning to exist. Curious and curious.

Well, other good news is in April my third novel will be published by GagasMedia... yippee!

Can't wait to get the cover design.

Hm, I should start to write again for the next one. Ganbatte ne!

Day One

First day at work. Still a bit awkward. Almost get in to the wrong office. Twice.

Happy New Year!

2012 is here. How's your last night? Merry?

I couldn't sleep. Not that I celebrate new year's eve somewhere until dawn. It's just difficult to close your eyes when the fireworks, traffic and horns were that loud, especially when you live near big four junction. Oh yeah, last night was heaven. Kidding.

You know what, as far as I remember, I never celebrate new year's eve, at all. Somehow I don't get the point of celebrating it. Yeah, so it's the beginning of new era, so what? I need to get some sleep.

I am no fun, huh? Hehehe... Well, everyone has different preference, so I guess it's okay to light fireworks, blow the horns, march on the street, but also is fine just to stay at home.

Hm, that reminds me of something. What kind of day that I celebrate then? Birthday? Not so much. Graduation? Not really. Achievement? I couldn't really remember. I think we, my family, are the kind of mild personality type. Not too excited, yet not too dramatic, but always grateful.

Anyway, I hope you all have a wonderful year ahead. Lots of happiness and achievements. And when we experience low tides, just hang in there and be strong. Get up and keep on moving forward. Ganbatte ne! Semangaaaaaaaaaaaaat....!

P.S. The fourth month will be my 3rd novel launching, hopefully. Wish me luck!

K-Popped

Hi, Guys. How are you? Long time no see, huh?

Well, I am hibernating.

Hey, you know what. Just see the K-Pop fever... Man, it's really something.

I saw those Korean girlbands and boybands, and honestly, I can't tell the difference.

They look the same. Amazing, huh?

Same faces, same styles, same performances. I bet if one of them is sick and other member of other group replaces her/him, I will not notice.

Or is it perhaps I am not teenager anymore that I find this phenomenon is a little bit boring.

Hehehe.. sorry, K-Pop lovers, I mean no harm. Peace!

And the wave of the impact for Indonesian music industry, is also unbelievable.

I am okay with more girlbands or boybands. But please...please...no lip-sync. It's killing me. Really.

Once again, peace, man, peace!

Wasting

Hi, Guys. How have you been? Good? Good.

Yesterday some of Indonesian students were visiting waste processing plant in Goettingen, including me. It's that colorful building which I thought an amusement park every time we passed by, because it was beautiful. In fact, it's the waste processing plant. Amazing, right? Who would have thought? And it's not far, just on the back of Max Bahr.

So, anyway, we went there around 10.30 a.m. Along with other Goettingers, we were taken into a tour, divided by several groups. They also provided playing ground for kids, cafeteria and of course special desk for quiz. The program was in German, so I understood nothing. I mean, I was just following the tour and guessed what they did. Yeah.

One interesting thing is, even though it was beautiful plant, it processed wastes, so it stank. They showed us the biological wastes which processed with biological agents, you know, bacteria and such. The waste water that had been processed then went to the river, it was not for drinking consumption.

One particular place that really was stinky was this place where they processed...human waste. You know what I mean. The toilet waste. And they showed a machine, which like a cupboard but inside there was kind of escalator, loading human waste - toilet paper and poops. Yes, yes. Poops. And it was so vulgar. The shape, the smell... I was like dying and I didn't breath. But you know what, most of the tour members, mostly old people, they didn't even bother to cover their nose. They were just so serious listening to the tour guide. Amazing!

The tour was about two hours, but I didn't join completely. Most of us, Indonesian, then went to kids playground, watching the kids jumping around on bouncy castle. And as always, we were opening our lunch box, especially those mommies, while other people bought food in the cafeteria hehe. Picnic in waste plant. Who would have guessed?

Since I didn't really understand how the plant processed the waste, I couldn't really tell what's the lesson here. Sorry.

But, at least I knew where the toilet stuffs went after we flushed...

Autumn Cleaning

Afternoon.

If you are just in my room now, you might think it's a refugee camp. I am doing an autumn cleaning now. Well, actually I am fulfilling a requirement from the apartment management to make the room exactly like when I entered two years ago. White and spotless. Though my due date is the end of the month, but it is better for me to start now, because I just realize how many stuffs I have in this room. It's so many! I thought I was not cluttering, but still...

I have sorted books, clothes and little stuffs. Even so, they are still everywhere! I think I have trapped in consumerism world. My big suitcase is already full, yet a lot of things are still unpacked. Can you imagine how much money I spent for the total stuffs I bought? I should have been wiser...

My biggest problem, I guess, is buying too many clothes. Is it only me or other ladies have this problem too? You know, I always take time to purchase clothes, thinking the necessity, the time, and the budget. After a long discussion with my self, then I decide to buy, or not to buy, the clothes. The defense is I need this clothes for this certain occasion, and I need that clothes for another occasion. It keeps going and in the end too many clothes in the wardrobe, yet the occasions do not happen. Not yet. For uncertain time. And even when the occasion arrives, I am still confused, which one I should wear. This, my friend, is so typical me. Standing in front of the wardrobe for a long time, looking at the hanging or the folded clothes, thinking "Which one, which one..." Come on, man!

Hey, what time is it? I need to get back to work. See you around!

Check!

Thesis? Check!

Koh Hun Bun's visa? Check!

Alhamdulillah..........

And Happy Idul Fitri!