Saturday, 31 March 2012
Thursday, 16 February 2012
Before leaving Melbourne, I would like to ...
OK let me make an official announcement here: I am leaving Melbourne in the next 2 weeks.
I have got nothing to say at this stage. Everything seemed to fly by so fast, yet I finally made my mind to move out to Sydney and start a new life there. But of course, apart from good and bad things I've encountered here, leaving behind a place I've called home for the past 3 years is never going to be easy.
Melbourne has given me so much that I could not express in words. I remember on my very first day here, the weather was gloomy and it was drizzled. That was winter 2009, when I literally set my foot on Australian soil. Even when I think about it now, my eyes got a bit teary, realizing how far I've been up to this very moment. But no, this blog is not going to be a boring post about my pre-departure feeling.
Before leaving Melbourne, I would like to:
1. Pay a visit to my old neighborhood. This special suburb happened to be Wheelers Hill. I doubt most of you ever heard about this suburb before, but trust me, it exists.
How to get there: catch a Glen Waverley train and get off on the last station, which is of course Glen Waverley. Take 745 connecting bus service en route to Rowville and stop at Wheelers Hill Shopping Centre. The journey might take more than an hour.
I had visited my second suburb - Clayton last Tuesday (yay!) and took some good photos there. My mind brought me to the old good memories which I took for granted once I lived there. Believe me, I hardly spent 30 nights on that house over my 7 months stay as I always stayed over on my mate's apartment. At least I learn something now: Don't ever spoilt what you have with something you have not, because something you have right now was once something you could only hope for.
2. Having a good good time with close pals.
I'm quite surprised to learned that I've actually made a long list of friends during my time here. Apart from my high school mates, the list extends from uni friends to total stranger I never thought I'd befriend with, really. Truth be told, I feel terrible to leave Melbourne even before some of them come back from their summer hols. It isn't like I have a choice, I tell you.
(on progress)
3. Go to Ballarat
Travelling has always been my desire. I've been to some of the most exotic places in Victoria, but Ballarat. And I think it would be so nice if I can make my last trip so memorable.
(progress: planning to go on Saturday - fingers crossed for the weather)
4. Photo shooting (and photo box)
Memory won't last forever. No matter how sharp we are, at the end of the day, we might forget things. My Melbourne memory is something that I hold dearly, there is no way I want to let it go just that.
(progress: my mates has managed to accompany me taking lots and lots of photos, so blessed I have them)
5. Say goodbye to as many people as I could (and see you)
Remember, that the last impression is critical. I've been through so many goodbyes throughout my live, none of them are easy. Saying goodbye to someone that u're 100% sure you'll meet again may not be a hard thing. But when u are saying goodbye to those whom you're not sure you'll ever meet them again is kind of sad. I'd prefer a 'see you', emphasizing greater possibility of future meeting
(progress: 0%)
6. Have a nice breakfast, lunch, and dinner in 1 day
I bet I wouldnt be able to make it tho. I had a super busy week coming up, not to mention that I still actually work full time up to the day before my departure date :( My target: 1 more chance to have brunch at Hardware Society, Lunch at some Korean restaurant (anything will do, really), and a Thai dinner at Ying Thai, not to mention Il Dolce Freddo for dessert)
I have got nothing to say at this stage. Everything seemed to fly by so fast, yet I finally made my mind to move out to Sydney and start a new life there. But of course, apart from good and bad things I've encountered here, leaving behind a place I've called home for the past 3 years is never going to be easy.
Melbourne has given me so much that I could not express in words. I remember on my very first day here, the weather was gloomy and it was drizzled. That was winter 2009, when I literally set my foot on Australian soil. Even when I think about it now, my eyes got a bit teary, realizing how far I've been up to this very moment. But no, this blog is not going to be a boring post about my pre-departure feeling.
Before leaving Melbourne, I would like to:
1. Pay a visit to my old neighborhood. This special suburb happened to be Wheelers Hill. I doubt most of you ever heard about this suburb before, but trust me, it exists.
How to get there: catch a Glen Waverley train and get off on the last station, which is of course Glen Waverley. Take 745 connecting bus service en route to Rowville and stop at Wheelers Hill Shopping Centre. The journey might take more than an hour.
I had visited my second suburb - Clayton last Tuesday (yay!) and took some good photos there. My mind brought me to the old good memories which I took for granted once I lived there. Believe me, I hardly spent 30 nights on that house over my 7 months stay as I always stayed over on my mate's apartment. At least I learn something now: Don't ever spoilt what you have with something you have not, because something you have right now was once something you could only hope for.
2. Having a good good time with close pals.
I'm quite surprised to learned that I've actually made a long list of friends during my time here. Apart from my high school mates, the list extends from uni friends to total stranger I never thought I'd befriend with, really. Truth be told, I feel terrible to leave Melbourne even before some of them come back from their summer hols. It isn't like I have a choice, I tell you.
(on progress)
3. Go to Ballarat
Travelling has always been my desire. I've been to some of the most exotic places in Victoria, but Ballarat. And I think it would be so nice if I can make my last trip so memorable.
(progress: planning to go on Saturday - fingers crossed for the weather)
4. Photo shooting (and photo box)
Memory won't last forever. No matter how sharp we are, at the end of the day, we might forget things. My Melbourne memory is something that I hold dearly, there is no way I want to let it go just that.
(progress: my mates has managed to accompany me taking lots and lots of photos, so blessed I have them)
5. Say goodbye to as many people as I could (and see you)
Remember, that the last impression is critical. I've been through so many goodbyes throughout my live, none of them are easy. Saying goodbye to someone that u're 100% sure you'll meet again may not be a hard thing. But when u are saying goodbye to those whom you're not sure you'll ever meet them again is kind of sad. I'd prefer a 'see you', emphasizing greater possibility of future meeting
(progress: 0%)
6. Have a nice breakfast, lunch, and dinner in 1 day
I bet I wouldnt be able to make it tho. I had a super busy week coming up, not to mention that I still actually work full time up to the day before my departure date :( My target: 1 more chance to have brunch at Hardware Society, Lunch at some Korean restaurant (anything will do, really), and a Thai dinner at Ying Thai, not to mention Il Dolce Freddo for dessert)
Wednesday, 15 February 2012
significant meaning on dates
Yesterday was Valentine's day, if you haven't noticed it
This was the 19th year in a row I went through this celebration without actually celebrating it in the strictest meaning. Too sad :( But anyway, my persperctive towards valentine day has been evolving - a lot.
I recall vividly once I was in primary school, giving a bar of chocolate to this girl. Apparently, there was 3 boys , if i'm not mistaken, who had crush to this girl. As much as I want to impress her, I couldn't. That was because 3 of us was coorperating on what we should gave. We ended up giving the same stuff to this girl, oh puppy love.
Another valentine story about me was during my high school. I gave a bar of chocolate to another girl on a rainy day. She was hesitant, but accepted it anyway. It was kind of cute, I wrapped it with our school group assignment and she looked surprised to find out what was inside.
I am quite sure that many many couple will celebrate their anniversary on valentines day too. It is also completely understandable that those couple want to make their memorable moments based on a special occasion.
But, does a special date hold something that significant?
I used to be a proud supporter for making 14/02 a special valentine's day. Now, I completely disagree. There was a saying that someone who actually make 14/02 special for his partners and the loved ones, is actually a loser for 364 days. Why not make everyday special? Touch!
Personally, I don't see it as a big deal. I prefer dates other than valentine day to make my special day with someone. Even if I plead to marry someone, I will make myself sure, not to pick 14/02. I don't want to share my special day with the rest of the earth's population. Besides, picking random date would means more for me. Why?
Because it's not special to begin with, but we make a decision to make it special.
What do you guys think?
This was the 19th year in a row I went through this celebration without actually celebrating it in the strictest meaning. Too sad :( But anyway, my persperctive towards valentine day has been evolving - a lot.
I recall vividly once I was in primary school, giving a bar of chocolate to this girl. Apparently, there was 3 boys , if i'm not mistaken, who had crush to this girl. As much as I want to impress her, I couldn't. That was because 3 of us was coorperating on what we should gave. We ended up giving the same stuff to this girl, oh puppy love.
Another valentine story about me was during my high school. I gave a bar of chocolate to another girl on a rainy day. She was hesitant, but accepted it anyway. It was kind of cute, I wrapped it with our school group assignment and she looked surprised to find out what was inside.
I am quite sure that many many couple will celebrate their anniversary on valentines day too. It is also completely understandable that those couple want to make their memorable moments based on a special occasion.
But, does a special date hold something that significant?
I used to be a proud supporter for making 14/02 a special valentine's day. Now, I completely disagree. There was a saying that someone who actually make 14/02 special for his partners and the loved ones, is actually a loser for 364 days. Why not make everyday special? Touch!
Personally, I don't see it as a big deal. I prefer dates other than valentine day to make my special day with someone. Even if I plead to marry someone, I will make myself sure, not to pick 14/02. I don't want to share my special day with the rest of the earth's population. Besides, picking random date would means more for me. Why?
Because it's not special to begin with, but we make a decision to make it special.
What do you guys think?
Saturday, 28 January 2012
My Dream Wedding
So, I came across my shelf yesterday and found my William-Kate wedding memorabilia that reminds me about that glorious wedding last April. Everyone knows how I was so mesmerized by the concept of royal family eversince I watched that wedding. But not everyone knows how I also silently concepting my own dream wedding.
ATTENTION! I am still in a tender age of 19, no way going to be married soon. Neither I have a girlfriend at the moment. My focus now is to make money in order to make my wedding as close as my dream one.
I will make it in Q&A format to make it easier to digest!
1. According to you, what is the ideal age to get married?
I would say 25ish. Some of you would say, 25 is too young, but I personally don't mind to get married whenever we're ready. The sooner, the better - depends upon circumstances of course.
2. What makes up a perfect partner?
Hmmm, tricky one! I prefer a GIRL (to emphasize I am not a bloody gay as some of you might think! LOL) about the same age as mine, +- 1 years would be fine. No chance I am going to be interested in somebody 10-15 years my junior (I am not a pedophile), neither to someone aged 25++.
She would be:
- beautiful inside and out
- smart - I despise a bimbo
- how about wealthiness? Yeah, that will do obviously, but optional and negotiable, one more note: not a spoilt. Someone who can potentially support my career.
3. Where is your wedding going to take place?
Some exotic places, like Taj Mahal for instance. Of course I'm joking. Well, some small city in Europe would be my ultimate choice. Where exactly? Here.
I prefer a secluded and intimate wedding, surrounded by close families and friends.
4. How are you going to arrive with?
Stupid question. I know I am no cinderella, no way I am going to arrive with a horse carriage. In my wildest imagination, I am going to arrive with a hot air baloon. How sweet could that be huh
5. What is your typical wedding costume?
To be honest, I am not really into fashion. Traditionally, a groom will just be wearing a set of suit. I prefer a black one tho. For my bride, well, a friend of mine would recommend cheong sam, sexy cheong sam. But come on, get real. I am so Kate Middleton inspired, I would persuade her to wear something like that gown. Simple, elegant, exquisite. PERFECT!
6. What will be the theme?
Outdoor winter wonderland. Its better not snowing tho.
7. Any particular request during the reception?
Yeahhh, I want heaps shit loads of confetti and baloons. Rite after the priest say "You may kiss the bride", I want confetti to be blast from virtually everywhere. This will create dramatic backgrounds and merry the event.
8. Who will be the special guest?
It would be great if the royal family could attend, although I doubt it with my whole heart. As a matter of fact, I want to invite Michael Buble to sing my wedding song. This is the song of my choice.
9. How about the honeymoon?
I consider myself, not a beach type of person. I do like beach, but definetely will choose sitting on a romantic cafe by the river, munching on macarons. Contrary to some belief that I am a huge fans of big cities, I choose small cities for my honeymoon.
<<<<<<<<<<< Somewhere like this
10. Last Question. First night experience that you would like to have?
Ahahahahahha! This question is not meant to be asked here as it is private, mate. Just like any other newly-wed....... Specific, please? Arghh! I wont answer this question *blushy* Or perhaps I would passed out after the big celebration hey!
Fingers crossed for everything !!!!!
ATTENTION! I am still in a tender age of 19, no way going to be married soon. Neither I have a girlfriend at the moment. My focus now is to make money in order to make my wedding as close as my dream one.
I will make it in Q&A format to make it easier to digest!
1. According to you, what is the ideal age to get married?
I would say 25ish. Some of you would say, 25 is too young, but I personally don't mind to get married whenever we're ready. The sooner, the better - depends upon circumstances of course.
2. What makes up a perfect partner?
Hmmm, tricky one! I prefer a GIRL (to emphasize I am not a bloody gay as some of you might think! LOL) about the same age as mine, +- 1 years would be fine. No chance I am going to be interested in somebody 10-15 years my junior (I am not a pedophile), neither to someone aged 25++.
She would be:
- beautiful inside and out
- smart - I despise a bimbo
- how about wealthiness? Yeah, that will do obviously, but optional and negotiable, one more note: not a spoilt. Someone who can potentially support my career.
3. Where is your wedding going to take place?
Some exotic places, like Taj Mahal for instance. Of course I'm joking. Well, some small city in Europe would be my ultimate choice. Where exactly? Here.
I prefer a secluded and intimate wedding, surrounded by close families and friends.
4. How are you going to arrive with?
Stupid question. I know I am no cinderella, no way I am going to arrive with a horse carriage. In my wildest imagination, I am going to arrive with a hot air baloon. How sweet could that be huh
5. What is your typical wedding costume?
To be honest, I am not really into fashion. Traditionally, a groom will just be wearing a set of suit. I prefer a black one tho. For my bride, well, a friend of mine would recommend cheong sam, sexy cheong sam. But come on, get real. I am so Kate Middleton inspired, I would persuade her to wear something like that gown. Simple, elegant, exquisite. PERFECT!
6. What will be the theme?
Outdoor winter wonderland. Its better not snowing tho.
7. Any particular request during the reception?
Yeahhh, I want heaps shit loads of confetti and baloons. Rite after the priest say "You may kiss the bride", I want confetti to be blast from virtually everywhere. This will create dramatic backgrounds and merry the event.
8. Who will be the special guest?
It would be great if the royal family could attend, although I doubt it with my whole heart. As a matter of fact, I want to invite Michael Buble to sing my wedding song. This is the song of my choice.
9. How about the honeymoon?
I consider myself, not a beach type of person. I do like beach, but definetely will choose sitting on a romantic cafe by the river, munching on macarons. Contrary to some belief that I am a huge fans of big cities, I choose small cities for my honeymoon.
<<<<<<<<<<< Somewhere like this
10. Last Question. First night experience that you would like to have?
Ahahahahahha! This question is not meant to be asked here as it is private, mate. Just like any other newly-wed....... Specific, please? Arghh! I wont answer this question *blushy* Or perhaps I would passed out after the big celebration hey!
Fingers crossed for everything !!!!!
Friday, 27 January 2012
Updates
Here's a story about me working in a company as an intern. How boring could that be huh? No! dont skip and scroll down. I promise it's gonna be good, particularly for those who crave for my updates.
Last semester, I was desperate to look out what opportunities out there that are available for me. I know I had not told you about this before. I looked so relaxed and don't bother for my future post-graduation, but actually I was so anxious inside. After heaps of prayer, gallons of tears (as if I could measure it up), hours and hours for job hunting, 10+ resume submissions, I finally secured an intern position. There was this HR lady, called me out of the blue and said "Joshua, I have secured an intern position for you. Congratulations." I was like really?? You just made my day ma'am, oh nope, my month, wait!! my YEAR !
Securing a job for me is so critical. The reason is because I want to make my parents proud of me. At least, their money is not wasted. I proved that I can do something after all those $$ that they spent on my education.
I have been interning here for 6 weeks. For those of you who has been indoctrinated to say that school is the best, I am here officially to say, YOU ARE WRONG. I have been enjoying myself, thisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss much!
I believe the work environment is really critical. Everyone in my team is so supportive. I like the fact that my manager is such a gentleman. Although we have not engage in so many ways, but he actually is the kind of manager everyone could ever ask for. Then, not to mention my senior colleagues. One of them gave me a lunch treat, then another one invited me for an Aussie-day bbq which for me, is something special since I had never celebrated Australian day in Aussie way before.
What I love most, on the bottom line, is the consistency. I wake up at 7.30 each morning, hit my office at 8.50 and working through until 5pm. I don't have to think about what is up for tomorrow as I know, I will be just working. Life is kind of flat, but apparently that feels great after all those 18 years in school.
My department is in level 10, so I always take the elevator. Then, I rush into my cubicle which makes me feel so professional. I actually told the girl who sits next to me on my first day that I always want to have my own cubicle. Shit, it did look like a shallow dream I know, but I just want something different. I want to dress up in business attire rather than wearing T-shirts and attending lectures. Yikes!
Anyway, I wanted to say, working life is not as boring, There are plenty of opportunities out there that is actually closer to be grasp when you have actually worked. Of course, you will need to sacrifice your time having fun and stuff, but it is all worth it. What do you think guys?
Last semester, I was desperate to look out what opportunities out there that are available for me. I know I had not told you about this before. I looked so relaxed and don't bother for my future post-graduation, but actually I was so anxious inside. After heaps of prayer, gallons of tears (as if I could measure it up), hours and hours for job hunting, 10+ resume submissions, I finally secured an intern position. There was this HR lady, called me out of the blue and said "Joshua, I have secured an intern position for you. Congratulations." I was like really?? You just made my day ma'am, oh nope, my month, wait!! my YEAR !
Securing a job for me is so critical. The reason is because I want to make my parents proud of me. At least, their money is not wasted. I proved that I can do something after all those $$ that they spent on my education.
I have been interning here for 6 weeks. For those of you who has been indoctrinated to say that school is the best, I am here officially to say, YOU ARE WRONG. I have been enjoying myself, thisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss much!
I believe the work environment is really critical. Everyone in my team is so supportive. I like the fact that my manager is such a gentleman. Although we have not engage in so many ways, but he actually is the kind of manager everyone could ever ask for. Then, not to mention my senior colleagues. One of them gave me a lunch treat, then another one invited me for an Aussie-day bbq which for me, is something special since I had never celebrated Australian day in Aussie way before.
What I love most, on the bottom line, is the consistency. I wake up at 7.30 each morning, hit my office at 8.50 and working through until 5pm. I don't have to think about what is up for tomorrow as I know, I will be just working. Life is kind of flat, but apparently that feels great after all those 18 years in school.
My department is in level 10, so I always take the elevator. Then, I rush into my cubicle which makes me feel so professional. I actually told the girl who sits next to me on my first day that I always want to have my own cubicle. Shit, it did look like a shallow dream I know, but I just want something different. I want to dress up in business attire rather than wearing T-shirts and attending lectures. Yikes!
Anyway, I wanted to say, working life is not as boring, There are plenty of opportunities out there that is actually closer to be grasp when you have actually worked. Of course, you will need to sacrifice your time having fun and stuff, but it is all worth it. What do you think guys?
Small Talks
There are times in our lives when we are seated next to a stranger, especially when we are travelling alone in a plane. The chance is we don't really talk to him or her. Occasionally, we throw an 'excuse me' when we want to go to the lavatory or just even a smile without trying to engage in a conversation with him or her.
I personally prefer to sit on an aisle seat to minimize contact with those strangers really. I do not give a crap to who they are, what they do and stuffs. I travel with plane quite often and usually I make myself busy with things. Once during a long haul flight, I did not even make effort to say hi.
So, the concept of small talk to a stranger made into my mind on recent trip back home. I had my eyes on this girl (obviously out of my league. she is older and seemed to have married)
while I was checking in for flight bound fo Jakarta. She was good looking and had a pearly white skin. She also wore a dress ( for those who do not know, I am a sucker for girls in dresses ) with a knitted cardigan. I wonder if she had ever studied abroad because her style was so typical Indonesian overseas (I mean, who would wear a knit cardigan in a tropical country, really) and was just imagining how if I actually sit next to her. Most of the time my wild imagination do not really came through though.
As expected, she did not sit next to me. But, I was seated next to her mother. Yea, that sounds pathetic but at least I can dig some information to see if my guess proven true. And as I also expected, I chickened out, did not know how to start the conversation. She seemed not interested to talk anyway so that I spent my time reading the newspaper.
Not until I really need to ask about the time to her, the conversation started to went by. We ended up talking the rest of the flight. I asked her if Jakarta was her final destination and she said no. She was just transitting before she needed to catch a connecting flight to HongKong. She asked me in return where I was going. I told her I am going back to Australia to study. What really surprised me was the fact that she actually guess I studied in Monash and said to me that all her children was all Australian graduates and had remained in Australia for a considerably long time before decided to make it back to Indonesia. As a matter of fact, my guess was true. Her daughter had ever lived abroad.
Overall, it was a nice conversation and give me one more open perspective toward strangers.
I personally prefer to sit on an aisle seat to minimize contact with those strangers really. I do not give a crap to who they are, what they do and stuffs. I travel with plane quite often and usually I make myself busy with things. Once during a long haul flight, I did not even make effort to say hi.
So, the concept of small talk to a stranger made into my mind on recent trip back home. I had my eyes on this girl (obviously out of my league. she is older and seemed to have married)
while I was checking in for flight bound fo Jakarta. She was good looking and had a pearly white skin. She also wore a dress ( for those who do not know, I am a sucker for girls in dresses ) with a knitted cardigan. I wonder if she had ever studied abroad because her style was so typical Indonesian overseas (I mean, who would wear a knit cardigan in a tropical country, really) and was just imagining how if I actually sit next to her. Most of the time my wild imagination do not really came through though.
As expected, she did not sit next to me. But, I was seated next to her mother. Yea, that sounds pathetic but at least I can dig some information to see if my guess proven true. And as I also expected, I chickened out, did not know how to start the conversation. She seemed not interested to talk anyway so that I spent my time reading the newspaper.
Not until I really need to ask about the time to her, the conversation started to went by. We ended up talking the rest of the flight. I asked her if Jakarta was her final destination and she said no. She was just transitting before she needed to catch a connecting flight to HongKong. She asked me in return where I was going. I told her I am going back to Australia to study. What really surprised me was the fact that she actually guess I studied in Monash and said to me that all her children was all Australian graduates and had remained in Australia for a considerably long time before decided to make it back to Indonesia. As a matter of fact, my guess was true. Her daughter had ever lived abroad.
Overall, it was a nice conversation and give me one more open perspective toward strangers.
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