I’ve deliberately decided not to watch the final game of Euro Cup on Sunday, even though that means I’ll miss my one and only chance of watching Germany plays in the tournament, ‘cause… I’m going to Vitória!!!! Yippeee! Finally I’m taking my days off and will spend my weekend there. I am leaving today 4.30 pm and will be back on Sunday night.
I’m going alone, that’s the not so interesting part about the trip, but I won’t let that ruin my mood. Bought my bus ticket, booked my hotel, packed my bag… and now I’m waiting impatiently for the time for me to leave….
Not sure what I’ll do there. Shopping (for sure), have a walk on the beach; go to the movie (maybe)… whatever.
I’ll post some updates later.
Well, for now, have a GREAT weekend everyone!!!
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
Windows Live Writer
Lagi ngetes bikin postingan dari Windows Live Writer. The program is already in my comp when I bought it. So, daripada cuma bikin lelet, mendingan sekalian dipake :p
Denial
A line in this movie: Never underestimate the power of denial.
Been there, done that. For 3 years and 6 months. I don’t know if I were too much in love, too naïve, too young and stupid, or was being a coward. Maybe all of them. Maybe I just couldn’t face the truth that things were not as beautiful as it may seem at that time. That what I thought to be my happy ending was not real.
Since then, I always hope that I won’t make the same mistake again.
Ouch, it hurts just to remember these things, opening pages of a long forgotten chapter of my life.
Anyway, as I think about things… am I living in denial once again? Oh I surely hope not.
When will I finally accept that to end this solitude I must go home and stay there and embrace whatever life has in store for me there… That “on an ordinary sunny day Prince Charming suddenly show up in front of my door and rescue me“ is not gonna happen…
Am I living in denial? Am I being a foolish dreamer? Am I being a believer that miracles do happen?
Been there, done that. For 3 years and 6 months. I don’t know if I were too much in love, too naïve, too young and stupid, or was being a coward. Maybe all of them. Maybe I just couldn’t face the truth that things were not as beautiful as it may seem at that time. That what I thought to be my happy ending was not real.
Since then, I always hope that I won’t make the same mistake again.
Ouch, it hurts just to remember these things, opening pages of a long forgotten chapter of my life.
Anyway, as I think about things… am I living in denial once again? Oh I surely hope not.
When will I finally accept that to end this solitude I must go home and stay there and embrace whatever life has in store for me there… That “on an ordinary sunny day Prince Charming suddenly show up in front of my door and rescue me“ is not gonna happen…
Am I living in denial? Am I being a foolish dreamer? Am I being a believer that miracles do happen?
Monday, June 16, 2008
This weekend has been a little bit different than usual. It’s been a calm week at the base; I didn’t go the field at all. On Friday afternoon, I went with PC and Robo to buy parts for the cementing unit we’re currently mounting. We stopped to eat ice cream at a place called “Boca doce” (literally means: sweet mouth), which according to Robo is the best place to eat ice cream in São Mateus. The ice cream is really delicious and so thick, and it was a hot day… hmmm nyummy…
Stayed at the base until 7 pm, then went to have dinner with the guys at Robertinho. Had very funny moments with PC (the mechanic) and Marco Lino (the electrician). It was fun. Some of the guys went to a music show afterwards. But not me; decided that I love my bed more than staying up all night listening to Forro music (a type of music famous in this region of Brazil).
Saturday, got surprising news in the morning that Marcia’s sick and PC took her to hospital earlier. As recommended by Robo and approved by Alexandre, I went there to accompany her. It turned out that she’s not staying there, but just there to see the doctor. Alexandre came and picked both of us up from the hospital. He seemed very worried, I kind of understand though; He’s the one responsible for both of us here.
Back to the base. Talked to my favorite operator Georgito who just returned after 3 days away doing a cementing job in Bahia (a state north from Espirito Santo), about 4-hour drive from our base. He told me how there they managed to find a house with a small farm where the lady who owns it agreed to let the guys pay her and in return she cooked for them. So, during the time they were there, they had fish and turkey and chicken and beef… :))
I went to the city centre with PC and Marco Lino in our dirty cover-alls for the sake of buying pen drive with discount; 2 GB and 39.90 Reais (It’s cheap, isn’t it?)
Stayed at the base the whole afternoon, helping the guys with this cementing unit. There goes my Saturday afternoon. Some remarks: It’s a really elaborate job, so many details, so many things that should be fixed and taken care of. Should really appreciate the work the guys are doing here.
Left the base at 5.30 pm with taxi. We stopped at Robertinho to take some food for Marcia, then stopped at the supermarket to buy chocolate cake for Marcia too (yeah sick person must eat well :P) then back to Robetinho to have dinner. (Gosh, I gotta stop having dinner in Robertinho like this, I'm going to gain kilos! :D)
Sunday, I worked too. Had a very nice lunch in Restaurante Bernini (first time here, very good food, and most importantly, it is FAST). Back to base and it seemed that everybody just had enough of work. Robo went home. PC, Marco Lino, and I walked back home too. Stopped first at a small place that sells Açaí ice cream (more info about Açaí here).
Back in the hotel about 4 pm and the first thing I did when I arrived at my room: sleep. Woke up around 5 and watched the movies I rented yesterday. The movie Shall We Dance was a good one. Like it a lot.
At this point I just don’t wanna think about what’s going to happen in 1.5 months from now. What would I feel, where would I go, what’s going to happen, and so on. The people here are nice, and I feel close to them now, and I just can’t imagine the day when I have to say goodbye to them. It’s going to be very sad. Sounds familiar, huh? I cried when I left Aracaju, I cried when I left UK, I cried when I left Macae… the list may grow longer…
But don’t get me wrong, I’m very happy (dan merasa sangat bersyukur) that I feel this way. Cause this means that I’m enjoying my stay in this base (and in Aracaju, and in UK, and in Macae) and that I’m having good relationships with the people here. Hmm… Good times… Sweet memories… I’m going to cherish the rest of the days I’m going to spend here.
I pray that everything is going to be alright…
Stayed at the base until 7 pm, then went to have dinner with the guys at Robertinho. Had very funny moments with PC (the mechanic) and Marco Lino (the electrician). It was fun. Some of the guys went to a music show afterwards. But not me; decided that I love my bed more than staying up all night listening to Forro music (a type of music famous in this region of Brazil).
Saturday, got surprising news in the morning that Marcia’s sick and PC took her to hospital earlier. As recommended by Robo and approved by Alexandre, I went there to accompany her. It turned out that she’s not staying there, but just there to see the doctor. Alexandre came and picked both of us up from the hospital. He seemed very worried, I kind of understand though; He’s the one responsible for both of us here.
Back to the base. Talked to my favorite operator Georgito who just returned after 3 days away doing a cementing job in Bahia (a state north from Espirito Santo), about 4-hour drive from our base. He told me how there they managed to find a house with a small farm where the lady who owns it agreed to let the guys pay her and in return she cooked for them. So, during the time they were there, they had fish and turkey and chicken and beef… :))
I went to the city centre with PC and Marco Lino in our dirty cover-alls for the sake of buying pen drive with discount; 2 GB and 39.90 Reais (It’s cheap, isn’t it?)
Stayed at the base the whole afternoon, helping the guys with this cementing unit. There goes my Saturday afternoon. Some remarks: It’s a really elaborate job, so many details, so many things that should be fixed and taken care of. Should really appreciate the work the guys are doing here.
Left the base at 5.30 pm with taxi. We stopped at Robertinho to take some food for Marcia, then stopped at the supermarket to buy chocolate cake for Marcia too (yeah sick person must eat well :P) then back to Robetinho to have dinner. (Gosh, I gotta stop having dinner in Robertinho like this, I'm going to gain kilos! :D)
Sunday, I worked too. Had a very nice lunch in Restaurante Bernini (first time here, very good food, and most importantly, it is FAST). Back to base and it seemed that everybody just had enough of work. Robo went home. PC, Marco Lino, and I walked back home too. Stopped first at a small place that sells Açaí ice cream (more info about Açaí here).
Back in the hotel about 4 pm and the first thing I did when I arrived at my room: sleep. Woke up around 5 and watched the movies I rented yesterday. The movie Shall We Dance was a good one. Like it a lot.
At this point I just don’t wanna think about what’s going to happen in 1.5 months from now. What would I feel, where would I go, what’s going to happen, and so on. The people here are nice, and I feel close to them now, and I just can’t imagine the day when I have to say goodbye to them. It’s going to be very sad. Sounds familiar, huh? I cried when I left Aracaju, I cried when I left UK, I cried when I left Macae… the list may grow longer…
But don’t get me wrong, I’m very happy (dan merasa sangat bersyukur) that I feel this way. Cause this means that I’m enjoying my stay in this base (and in Aracaju, and in UK, and in Macae) and that I’m having good relationships with the people here. Hmm… Good times… Sweet memories… I’m going to cherish the rest of the days I’m going to spend here.
I pray that everything is going to be alright…
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
I am so happy today! A few months ago, before I arrived here, the guys ordered company’s travelling bags (to be used when going to field). Everybody should get one, with his/her name sewn on it. And since I was not here yet, I am not on the list, and am not supposed to get one. But my boss decided not to have one and instead gave his to me, and had my name written on it! I think he’s being really nice. Appreciate that a lot! Thanks, thanks, thanks!!
Other thing, about the Euro Cup, let me make myself clear: despite talking too much sometimes and making not-serious comments about many things, to be honest I only support one team in the competition: Deutschland ueber alles! Heheh...
On a slightly different mood, well, I know this is a bit cheesy… But, if listened in the correct situation, the lyrics are just so true...
No air – Jordin Sparks and Chris Brown
…
I walked, I ran, I jumped, I flew
Right off the ground to float to you
There's no gravity to hold me down for real
But somehow I'm still alive inside
You took my breath, but I survived
I don't know how, but I don't even care
So how do you expect me
to live alone with just me
'Cause my world revolves around you
It's so hard for me to breathe
Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air
Can't live, can't breathe with no air
there's how I feel whenever you ain't there
there's no air, no air
Got me out here in the water so deep
Tell me how you gonna be without me
If you ain't here, I just can't breathe
there's no air, no air
…
Monday, June 09, 2008
I went to field again. Left on Friday night 9 pm and was back on Saturday 4 pm. Everytime I finish pumping in a job, I feel worried and stressed out. Gimana ngga, I’ve been here 3 months, with 1 month experience of pumping cement, and I’m still pumping a mixture of merde into the well. In a month I should be doing this breakout thing, and I feel that I’m still so far away from a being an accredited supervisor.
However, what can I do about it? The only way to cement better is by practicing more, and the only way to practice is by cementing more wells. In other words: It takes time and experience. The thing is, I have no idea, am I doing okay? Or is my development too slow?
Anyway, as the job was considered done and we were returning to base, I started to feel easier again. I’m not gonna let this feeling ruin my weekend.
And I was so glad, cause Georgito – one of the equipment operators here – invited me to his nephew 1st birthday party on Saturday night, right after the job. How very nice of him. I think he understand that this weekend Marcia went to Macae and I have no friend to do anything here.
My first time to a kid’s party in Brazil, and I was not sure what it would be like. I thought it would be like a family gathering in his brother’s house, so I decided to bring a box of chocolate. I think both the birthday boy and Gabrielle (Georgito’s son, one-year-nine-month old) should like it.
It turned out that the party was held in a building, with lots of people (and kids). Good thing I was not underdressed! (Thanks to the black dress from Tante Rina :D) They hired an E.O for the party, they hired a clown… In the beginning of the party, there’s a priest (Evangelic) that led everybody to pray for the future of the birthday boy.
And I was introduced to Georgito’s family, his wife Priscilla, his mom, his brothers and sister… I am totally impressed with Brazilians' hospitality, I will never forget this. I tried some Brazilian food, ate a lot of sweets :p, and had a good time. Gabrielle is soooooo cute, and his eyes are sooo adorable.
However, what can I do about it? The only way to cement better is by practicing more, and the only way to practice is by cementing more wells. In other words: It takes time and experience. The thing is, I have no idea, am I doing okay? Or is my development too slow?
Anyway, as the job was considered done and we were returning to base, I started to feel easier again. I’m not gonna let this feeling ruin my weekend.
And I was so glad, cause Georgito – one of the equipment operators here – invited me to his nephew 1st birthday party on Saturday night, right after the job. How very nice of him. I think he understand that this weekend Marcia went to Macae and I have no friend to do anything here.
My first time to a kid’s party in Brazil, and I was not sure what it would be like. I thought it would be like a family gathering in his brother’s house, so I decided to bring a box of chocolate. I think both the birthday boy and Gabrielle (Georgito’s son, one-year-nine-month old) should like it.
It turned out that the party was held in a building, with lots of people (and kids). Good thing I was not underdressed! (Thanks to the black dress from Tante Rina :D) They hired an E.O for the party, they hired a clown… In the beginning of the party, there’s a priest (Evangelic) that led everybody to pray for the future of the birthday boy.
And I was introduced to Georgito’s family, his wife Priscilla, his mom, his brothers and sister… I am totally impressed with Brazilians' hospitality, I will never forget this. I tried some Brazilian food, ate a lot of sweets :p, and had a good time. Gabrielle is soooooo cute, and his eyes are sooo adorable.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
...
ÉOWYN:
Women of this country learned long ago: Those without swords may still die upon them. I fear neither death nor pain.
ARAGORN:
What do you fear, my lady?
ÉOWYN:
A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them and all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire.
...
If someone asks me, what do I fear the most?
Before, my answer would be more or less similar to Eowyn.
But now, the answer would be: solitude, a lifetime solitude.
Feeling lonely, not just when I’m physically alone, but also when I’m in the middle of colleagues, friends, and family.
Suddenly I remember this film: Lost in Translation.
ÉOWYN:
Women of this country learned long ago: Those without swords may still die upon them. I fear neither death nor pain.
ARAGORN:
What do you fear, my lady?
ÉOWYN:
A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them and all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire.
...
If someone asks me, what do I fear the most?
Before, my answer would be more or less similar to Eowyn.
But now, the answer would be: solitude, a lifetime solitude.
Feeling lonely, not just when I’m physically alone, but also when I’m in the middle of colleagues, friends, and family.
Suddenly I remember this film: Lost in Translation.
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Hari ini pengalaman pertama harus presentasi pake bahasa portugis.
Presentasi sama colleagues di base aja, tentang salah satu topik masalah safety. Ceritanya giliran, hari ini dimulai dari aku, besok Marcia, terus 2 trainee cowok yang baru masuk.
Hihihi... Alhamdulillah, it was ok, not too bad... at least orang-orang bisa nangkep what I was talking about. Seneng soalnya mereka kelihatannya menghargai usahaku.
Well, good job! :p
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