The growth

We've all heard this millions of times:

"There is no comfort in growth, there is no growth in comfort"

That is true though. I sincerely agreed.

Why?

Because I've experienced it.

So, before I went here in Medan, I was asked by my superior about where I will end up when I finished my MT program, what position will I choose.

I told her my career aspiration, and duly picked 2 positions which I wanted.

Luckily, these 2 positions is currently vacant. One is very comforting for me, while the other one is challenging.

Before I answer that, let me write something about my past.

I'm a geek.

No doubt about it.

I'm more of a gamer geek. When I was 4, I had my first Nintendo, which I still keep until now. That soon follows to PS1,PS2,PS3,Game Boy, DS, you name it, I have it all.

I also have big interest in computer and programming, which is why I decided to be a computer or game programmer.

Self taught, I even went to HTML course when I was in australia. Even proficiently writing program in C.

Disaster struck when I went back to Indo. You see, the standard of mathematics in australia is very low. I was struggling to keep up with science stuff in SMA, and was adjudged to be "sucks" at it by teachers.

Nevermind, I chose social as my concentration in year 11. And that means burrying my dream to go to any computer related subject in university.

Because my mom is a lecturer in Communication, I got into habit of writing and public speaking. Which I enjoyed rather nicely. That's when I decided I'll be good at it, and will go to Communication studies in university.

Sadly I was wrong. I got into Management by accident.

Nevermind, I went through all the suffering phase to re learn and re adjust myself to Management. And eventually, I fell in love with Marketing.

What happen then? I did a Microsoft project, a competition which our team came 3rd in Indonesia. It combines my geekery of computer skill with communication and writing skills that I previously have. And of course, Marketing.

After this, another disaster struck.

I work in HR.

Accident or not, that means I have to adjust myself. Re learning everything from scratch again.

And again

And again

Now back to the question, what was the position that I chose? Did I finally succumb and pick the one that I'm comfortable with?

Well...

I didn't.

Stuff it, I chose the one that is opposite of me. Opposite of what I like.

Maybe its destiny, maybe its already written.

But the way I see it, its just part of myself that will always be growing, looking for growth.

Even though I will have no comfort :)
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Till death do us apart

To be frankly honest,

I'm sick of wedding.

You see, what is the purpose of wedding? Yes, it is essentially a unification of couple. Mark the word, couple.

I don't know why, but every time I come into wedding, all I see is not about couple. More like families, flexing their muscle. Big buildings, lots and lots of food, countless of plethora other things which I deemed unnecessary.

Look, if its a unification of a couple, does party really necessary? Its always more to the family side, wanted to look good, look awesome in front of the colleagues, wanted to look awesomely rich. The usual indonesian stuff.

So back again, who's event is it? The couple? Or the bloody families?

Why can't people think into future. Instead of IDR 100 mio party, why not use that money to get house instead? Or a nice honey moon (and rest can be used for houses).

Have just a nice lil dinner, or just private function which doesn't take more than IDR 20 mio.

Why can't this happen?

Afraid of people think that families are poor? Not respecting tradition? Cut the crap. Party is just a waste of money.

Second thing is, why the hell the bride is always overly done in makeup? I mean, they always looks so damn white by putting so many of magic powder on their face and they ended up looking like a....

Clown.

Excuse me, if I want to marry a clown, I'll go to a circus.

I'm always amazed every time I come to someone's wedding and see the woman. My thought is always, "what the f* have you done to your face?". They look as fake as ifumie in medan.

Apparently people calls it beauty. People don't want they looks like the same, on their special day, as their any other day. Well, they don't. They looks just like....

Clown.

If it was me, I'll wear my best tuxedo in my wedding. I'll have a small private function, nothing biggie.
I'll hold my glass up, tells people that I love my wife as it is and that she is as beautiful as it is. I want her to looks as beautiful as that when she wokes up next to me in the morning, and therefore, forget about all the silly makeup thing.

Lastly before I end my speech, I'll tell them thank you for coming. Wish us well, and now they must f* off, because we are now leaving for Japan.

Aint that sweet?

Or f* I'm just crazy.



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4th of March, Medan

So, for some (not so odd) reason, here i am in Medan.

This is the start of a series of out of Jakarta assignment that i have. This time, its more of a sales orientation where i'll be watching, joining, learning, and looking through the HR eyes on the operational stuff here.

I have no idea what sales is. I have no idea where this is. I have no idea where i'll find a boarding house, and i basically have nothing on this city.

Which will make things lot more fun :D

Expect some crazy post ahead.

Cheers