So! What's up?
Just an update of a little bit of everything.
It's a beautiful Monday over here where I live. Drove my sister to school while the brother got sick at home so he needed some rest. A crazy highschooler with a racing bike with loud ears-piercing noise cut the lane just like that in a blink in front of me and there went my honk noise blaring in the morning road. It was pretty interesting. He was probably late for school. Or just plain empty-headed. Depending who you're asking.
Intership was okay. Not fantastic, not sucky either (I mean, a lot of my friends had it worse than I did). It was getting kinda boring sometimes too so I made this.
Earlier last week, was an election week. The craze was everywhere, the euphoria filled the entire nation. Two candidates and people made a big fuss about it to the point of conflicts during work. Like, literally.
Some newspaper I read said a company applied a term that none of its workers talk about politics ever during work. Guess that should apply here, at my place of internship. I was placed in the same room with all-women. And most of us were a pro (definite pros) of the candidate number 1 (hi Mr. Prabowo, salute!) and there was this woman who was a fanatic pro of number 2. She took it to another level for defending her favorite candidate to the point of insulting us others and got horribly upset when her fave got critized. That happened.
I'm always a big fan of history. Including my own place's. I used to have a road trip or plane trip or any kind of trip on a vacation where my dad would tell me all the stories about my country. From the history, to the folklores. He knew everything. Not to mention he reads, a lot. I guess that passed down to his daughter, I read, a lot too. That being said, I got all of my supporting informations needed to make a decision on who to vote on this presidential election from a wide range of sources, credible ones. I got pretty bothered with all the fuss people made on defending their candidates and I'm saying this so you know how to talk to me. This, once and for all. Not insulting others and rubbing it on everyones face. Grow up, educate yourselves, you were degrading yourself to the ground level, stop it. The fusses made clearly went to another level everywhere, medias. TV channels taking sides and newspapers being not neutral. Social medias, was the most severe. If happened to be noticed, I might not be seen on any of my socmeds a lot during that week, yes, I had to quit enjoying my socmed addictions due to it not being enjoyable anymore and I didnt want to participate. It was like, a childish war over whose drawing was better.
Moving on, I made some accidental visits to places that were kinda new to me. I'm gonna put that on separated posts later. I think I got time to do that now since I had nothing else better to do in my office.
Last week, on Friday, I had to come home earlier from the office due to my severe menstrual pain. Like, I literally could not sit straight and had to wear my jacket to keep myself warm. I was slouching in my chair and desk while typing on some work. The women in my room got so worried and concerned and said I looked pale so they insisted me to just go home and rest. When suddenly someone came up with this question, do you drive?
yes she drives a car
can you even drive?
would you be able to drive well later? oh dear.
Where's your house?
Oh dear! Setiabudi is dang far from here
I second-thought my plan of going home, she was right. Could I?
And then followed, this came out in the room out of absolutely nowhere, where do you go home? setiabudi? oh thats far and trafficked. do you want someone to drive you home? do you have a boyfriend? oh dear have a boyfriend! so you can call him at times like this! do you have one? call him! ask him to pick you up.
Believe me, it sounded funnier in Bahasa.
I just laughed and slowly excused myself. Yeah right, even if I had one here in the same city I'd probably not and not ever call him just to pick me up and drive me home while I'm struggling with the soul-wrenching pain from the tummy. Nah, I still can make my way home. Well, even with a lot of chill cold sweats and the urge to cry over the pain. I'm tough! I did it!
But following the incident, I literally and really was unable to move. The pain lasted for nearly three days long and for the two first days I had to keep laying on something. Eating, brought my food to the warm couch and laid there while eating. Watching TV, laid in a blanket and lots of pillows. Anything else just being done in my bed. The third day, I could walk but very gently. I managed to go outside but mum drove me. Even my walking looked like a pregnant woman. No kidding.
Today is the fourth day and I still have to walk slowly, gently. Oh and Ruby (my car, I named it. I mean who doesnt?) is so dirty. I'd probably have to wash my car as soon as I get home later. But it rained a lot. But it's dirty and I cant stand dirty cars, but I also would prob get pissed when it rains again on my newly-washed car, you see my problem?
The post got too long I think I'm gonna have to end it up here. Moving on to another post!
Just an update of a little bit of everything.
It's a beautiful Monday over here where I live. Drove my sister to school while the brother got sick at home so he needed some rest. A crazy highschooler with a racing bike with loud ears-piercing noise cut the lane just like that in a blink in front of me and there went my honk noise blaring in the morning road. It was pretty interesting. He was probably late for school. Or just plain empty-headed. Depending who you're asking.
Intership was okay. Not fantastic, not sucky either (I mean, a lot of my friends had it worse than I did). It was getting kinda boring sometimes too so I made this.
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| Bought packs of stickers the day before. Ta-dah. |
Some newspaper I read said a company applied a term that none of its workers talk about politics ever during work. Guess that should apply here, at my place of internship. I was placed in the same room with all-women. And most of us were a pro (definite pros) of the candidate number 1 (hi Mr. Prabowo, salute!) and there was this woman who was a fanatic pro of number 2. She took it to another level for defending her favorite candidate to the point of insulting us others and got horribly upset when her fave got critized. That happened.
I'm always a big fan of history. Including my own place's. I used to have a road trip or plane trip or any kind of trip on a vacation where my dad would tell me all the stories about my country. From the history, to the folklores. He knew everything. Not to mention he reads, a lot. I guess that passed down to his daughter, I read, a lot too. That being said, I got all of my supporting informations needed to make a decision on who to vote on this presidential election from a wide range of sources, credible ones. I got pretty bothered with all the fuss people made on defending their candidates and I'm saying this so you know how to talk to me. This, once and for all. Not insulting others and rubbing it on everyones face. Grow up, educate yourselves, you were degrading yourself to the ground level, stop it. The fusses made clearly went to another level everywhere, medias. TV channels taking sides and newspapers being not neutral. Social medias, was the most severe. If happened to be noticed, I might not be seen on any of my socmeds a lot during that week, yes, I had to quit enjoying my socmed addictions due to it not being enjoyable anymore and I didnt want to participate. It was like, a childish war over whose drawing was better.
Moving on, I made some accidental visits to places that were kinda new to me. I'm gonna put that on separated posts later. I think I got time to do that now since I had nothing else better to do in my office.
Last week, on Friday, I had to come home earlier from the office due to my severe menstrual pain. Like, I literally could not sit straight and had to wear my jacket to keep myself warm. I was slouching in my chair and desk while typing on some work. The women in my room got so worried and concerned and said I looked pale so they insisted me to just go home and rest. When suddenly someone came up with this question, do you drive?
yes she drives a car
can you even drive?
would you be able to drive well later? oh dear.
Where's your house?
Oh dear! Setiabudi is dang far from here
I second-thought my plan of going home, she was right. Could I?
And then followed, this came out in the room out of absolutely nowhere, where do you go home? setiabudi? oh thats far and trafficked. do you want someone to drive you home? do you have a boyfriend? oh dear have a boyfriend! so you can call him at times like this! do you have one? call him! ask him to pick you up.
Believe me, it sounded funnier in Bahasa.
I just laughed and slowly excused myself. Yeah right, even if I had one here in the same city I'd probably not and not ever call him just to pick me up and drive me home while I'm struggling with the soul-wrenching pain from the tummy. Nah, I still can make my way home. Well, even with a lot of chill cold sweats and the urge to cry over the pain. I'm tough! I did it!
But following the incident, I literally and really was unable to move. The pain lasted for nearly three days long and for the two first days I had to keep laying on something. Eating, brought my food to the warm couch and laid there while eating. Watching TV, laid in a blanket and lots of pillows. Anything else just being done in my bed. The third day, I could walk but very gently. I managed to go outside but mum drove me. Even my walking looked like a pregnant woman. No kidding.
Today is the fourth day and I still have to walk slowly, gently. Oh and Ruby (my car, I named it. I mean who doesnt?) is so dirty. I'd probably have to wash my car as soon as I get home later. But it rained a lot. But it's dirty and I cant stand dirty cars, but I also would prob get pissed when it rains again on my newly-washed car, you see my problem?
The post got too long I think I'm gonna have to end it up here. Moving on to another post!
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