If one of your collegue accuse you with misdemeanor conduct, what would you do? If i know that the accusiation is false and sounds like a cheap tricks, i will punch him/her on his/her stomach and spitting over his/her face. You should do that Sir*. He** has two wives and recently being unemployed, so he tries to attract public attention in order to become popular again.
Lame.
* Refers to current national president of Republic of Indonesia
** Refers to ex-Indonesia public officer. His initial is ZM.
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
Confirmed!
I present my research proposal in front of panel team members yesterday and they commented my economic model, partly because they are quite unfamilier with my model. They suggested to add several variables, which i had not anticipated before, and ask me to explain my hypotheses. The problem was, i did not prepare my self to explain my economic model in meticulous way, i thought we were going to discuss it only in general terms, so our discussion-turned-out-to-be-like-a-comprehensive-exam was done with myself spent most of the time with an open mouth like a hungry dog. In the end, the said that they will confirm their HR division to confirm my appointment with starting date in the end of this month. Thank God. Alhamdulillah.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Managers Mambo Jambo
If any of your family members ask you about job vacation for them, tell them to be a manager in Saudi Arabia. My prediction, they compensate a high degree of temperature with a generous amount of salary. Oops! that was a joke.
Here is the complete figures:
After i read the figures, now i know why Arabians have an enormous volume of beard. They have a lot of savings to buy a new medical treatment, just like Firdaus oil. *lol*.
The figure shown here is a cross-posting from The Economist's latest publication.
Here is the complete figures:
After i read the figures, now i know why Arabians have an enormous volume of beard. They have a lot of savings to buy a new medical treatment, just like Firdaus oil. *lol*.
The figure shown here is a cross-posting from The Economist's latest publication.
Updates !!!
I know that you, readers, are confuse with my absence. I am very sorry for putting you in such feelings. Many things happened in the last two months, and this time, i am going to let you know. Here is my excuse for you,
1. After three weeks exiling myself in the jungle of desperation, (OK, that’s little bit exaggerating…) she came to me and asked if she can start all over again, in different circumstances and conditions. I said yes. So, I’m fully attached right now.
2. I sent my research proposal to one of local firms. I applied for internship programs as their researcher in macroeconomics subject. They are now still discussing my proposal, but I got the impression that they are interested in the topic that I had proposed. I hope I can get through it. I really do.
3. My colleagues are graduating this week, 33% of my whole class. I envy them and somehow I regretted myself for being unable to control my mind in the last six months.
4. My sister was accepted in Junior High, the same one with mine. Despite her above average General Test score, she chose not to apply to national favourite Junior High. I must appreciate her decision and I do hope that she can take responsibilities for being on her own.
I guess that internet connection in my home plays an important role in the issue of frequency of posting in mmy blog. *lol* what a lame excuse*.
1. After three weeks exiling myself in the jungle of desperation, (OK, that’s little bit exaggerating…) she came to me and asked if she can start all over again, in different circumstances and conditions. I said yes. So, I’m fully attached right now.
2. I sent my research proposal to one of local firms. I applied for internship programs as their researcher in macroeconomics subject. They are now still discussing my proposal, but I got the impression that they are interested in the topic that I had proposed. I hope I can get through it. I really do.
3. My colleagues are graduating this week, 33% of my whole class. I envy them and somehow I regretted myself for being unable to control my mind in the last six months.
4. My sister was accepted in Junior High, the same one with mine. Despite her above average General Test score, she chose not to apply to national favourite Junior High. I must appreciate her decision and I do hope that she can take responsibilities for being on her own.
I guess that internet connection in my home plays an important role in the issue of frequency of posting in mmy blog. *lol* what a lame excuse*.
Monday, June 04, 2007
Well Sir, You Are Simply Lost Your Mind
Saturday, June 02, 2007
What's Wrong With My IVLE account?
I tried to access my IVLE account in order to find out my final score in NUS but somehow i couldn't obtain the results. They didn't show any of my modules and it made me confused. I need to see my final score!
Summary of Her
Started from inside your car and ended on your terrace,,well it's ok and fun too.
Make it up til' 11 pm? i'd love to repeat it again..just make sure to turn our cell phone off, because I don't tolerate any disruption..hahaha..
I did enjoy that time.
---------------------- End of part I.
Those foods is tingling on my mind, still. If we kept continue eating that time, i think our stomach will blew over inside my car. hahaha..Never imagined before that it was our last lunch together.
The screen was so damn large and the sound system was really outstanding. I tried my newest trick, "the candy things" and voila! you ate the bait and i got u. Hehehe. God played a trick on me to make it was our last one.
That time, your terrace was not as comfortable as it used to be. We had our last fight, beside the one inside my car, and it turned out really bad. Well, sometimes we can't control everything and we can only hope to get everything not turning out as "a series of unfortunate events", like the one we had.
----------------------- End of part II.
Time passes by and i just can't get you out of my mind. Everything went terribly out of control and i just can't pulled myself out of the stormy weather. Luckily, i still have my buddies. They helped me a lot.
------------------------- End of part III.
I got my fifth premonition and it turned out to be a great one. I just can't believe that i felt those things once again. I was very happy and i just can't wait to feel it again in the real life. Someday. But i'm willing to fight for it.
--------------------------- End of part IV.
--------------------------- End of The Journal.
--------------------------- Beginning of my journey.
Make it up til' 11 pm? i'd love to repeat it again..just make sure to turn our cell phone off, because I don't tolerate any disruption..hahaha..
I did enjoy that time.
---------------------- End of part I.
Those foods is tingling on my mind, still. If we kept continue eating that time, i think our stomach will blew over inside my car. hahaha..Never imagined before that it was our last lunch together.
The screen was so damn large and the sound system was really outstanding. I tried my newest trick, "the candy things" and voila! you ate the bait and i got u. Hehehe. God played a trick on me to make it was our last one.
That time, your terrace was not as comfortable as it used to be. We had our last fight, beside the one inside my car, and it turned out really bad. Well, sometimes we can't control everything and we can only hope to get everything not turning out as "a series of unfortunate events", like the one we had.
----------------------- End of part II.
Time passes by and i just can't get you out of my mind. Everything went terribly out of control and i just can't pulled myself out of the stormy weather. Luckily, i still have my buddies. They helped me a lot.
------------------------- End of part III.
I got my fifth premonition and it turned out to be a great one. I just can't believe that i felt those things once again. I was very happy and i just can't wait to feel it again in the real life. Someday. But i'm willing to fight for it.
--------------------------- End of part IV.
--------------------------- End of The Journal.
--------------------------- Beginning of my journey.
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