why? because there was a moment that is soo awkward for me and it was not only me. haha
yes, yesterday I and my new team work went to a place for break-fasting or iftar before we’re going to run our own holiday. so, yesterday we’ve planned to go to tokyo skipjack! I was so excited because my friends told me the steak there is not joking.
okay, gotta go.
but, suddenly we’re not really sure to go because piot wasn’t in the office, meanwhile he came afterward and rushingly said “go go go”
men, itu udah setengah enam.
my imagination to get my iftar at skipjack was already ruined. horrible traffic at dawn and we’ve decided to go to plaza senayan. okeh, teserah bae.
everybody searched the available restaurants with available seats in there. sampai ketika kita naik eskalator menuju marsche…
me to clara : *liat bistro and bar yang gelap eksotis penuh mbak-mbak bergaun* siapa coba yang mau buka puasa di bar?
clara : *seeing around to where I was pointing*
and we’ve arrived to marche but the reservation is not available. balik lagi nang ujung.
meanwhile I came back from toilet to my friends who already got the place
me : *ini kan bar tadi* ………………………………………………………..
gue masuk dengan perasaan tak menentu. a-re yo-uuu su-reee bosssss??
morover, I just decided I will not ever eat risotto again in my life! NEVER!
altough I feel like manusia paling ngga bersyukur di dunia setelah marshanda, I still regret why I ordered that plain thing instead calamary set. dasar lu kaga bersukurrr
that night I was so hungry, today too
gak kebangun sahur, mama :’(
yesterday, when I was in miserable face - wearing miserable pajamas - and no desire to do anything, I realized that the day I hate the most will come. yes, it’s you monday. it’s you.
before I work here, I didn’t hate the monday this much. you know why? IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF WEEKLY REPORT AAAAGGGH
I hate making report. ANYKIND OF REPORT
I’d rather do something like :
report is actually simple. you just put the numbers and all datas you have from your excel topline. but I have no idea why it all matters pffft
so I realize (again), I am not kind of person who stand to do all tasks behind the desk. I am an outside person.
I’ve decided, my future full-time job are writer and photographer.
this monday feels better than prev. monday at least
haloo! aku mau nyapa nama tapi kamu anonymous sih ya hehe
bingung kenapa? aku jadi ikut bingung deh soalnya post yang sama banget kayak kamu itu yang mana ya? :)
I’ve been telling this story to some friends in Jakarta and I am still feeling this way even now. haha
the first : yesterday I was in horrible pain because of my very first period cramps. I feel like dying and decided to go home early. then I planned to send the email to tell that I am leaving early.
I accidentally (without knowing anything, means I was so stupid) clicked the internal email, which means I send my email to VML around the world. means, not just Indonesia but ALL OVER THE WORLD
well done, dina. you just told the people about your cramps.
and pete said to me through wassap like : bad news dina, ceo sg even knows now you are having your first period.
and I feel like
I was on my kost and ready to come out because putri haryanti binti boyem keep talking and asking me when I will go when I will go approach her like whatever. I went downstair and I’ve seen many girls having iftar with semangka. then someone said “mbaak, semangkanya!” I suddenly said “makasih” while smiling.
I noticed right away it was not for me.
and I feel like
whenever I feel like I want to go to flower field
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