2016 and its sad and unfortunate events.
Close the book.
Let the universe heal your wound.
I’d like to end 2016 and start 2017 with this question:
What would you rather have: a happy life or a meaningful life?
I just read an article in NYMag arguing about the difference between happy life and meaningful life and why we should chase upon meaningful instead of ‘just’ happy life.
Our goal this coming year shouldn’t just be happiness. Our goal should be meaningfulness. Instead of picking projects, hobbies, and relationships based on how happy they will make us, let’s focus on those things that make our lives more significant and worthwhile. If happiness ensues, great. But if it doesn’t, we can still take comfort in knowing that our lives matter and are contributing to the world in some way.
At some points, I agree with the writers on how we should make our life impactful for other people lives. However, I don’t think we need to distinct between being happy and meaningful because we surely can get both. I think genuine happiness will come only when you don’t feel sacrifice just to make other people happy.
And that’s exactly what I will do in 2017.
I don’t make any New Year Resolution this year since I realized that nothing’s worked with those useless lists. All that matter is my self-determination and somehow I feel burdened not achieve those goals within given time limit.
I think I will just do everything that I love and live a meaningful life by arranging priorities and being fully present in every moment in my life.
Cheers for the 2017,
Tonight I’d like to write about one of my hobbies. I actually want to write it via The Journey but my phone ran out of battery so I took this conventional way (LOL! it is because I am so in love with that app and its features!)
When people ask me what my hobby is, most of the time I just said reading or writing. I seldom am too specific or give an extra attempt to explain it. Back in college, I was astonished with the big exposure of research world, specifically in psychology and social science research. For me, research is more than just a mere scientific activities but it also philosophical side. The process of exploring your curiosity regarding a social phenomenon or attempting to answer inquiries in your complex mind through systematical way and various and infinite methods to avoid any bias and error, always makes me feel alive and enthusiastic.
Research is not just about numbers and charts, if you dig deeper you will get the story about something. Human is always irrational and from this irrationality, you will get many insights.
Third Planet From The Sun
Unlike the other netizens who constantly post the picture of partial or total solar eclipse (or their selfie wearing special eye glasses while watching the eclipse), I just want to write about my appreciation towards the rarest galaxy phenomenon (those three friends need to wait for 26 years to meet face to face again!).
I woke up at 5.40am and straightly run to the loo for wudhu’ and completed the late Subuh prayer. Then, I opened the website which broadcasted the solar eclipse moment in Palu . For this year, the solar eclipse happened in Indonesia and the total eclipse can be seen from particular island mostly in east part. The count down bar showed that the eclipse would happen in 7.21 and I looked at the window, the sun still shone very brightly.
Bored of waiting, I browsed the internet and suddenly felt the euphoria of this eclipse. Almost all tv stations had their own special program for this moment and visited some sites where the people gathered since the early morning to see this rarest event. The LAPAN (kinda Indonesia’s NASA) used this opportunity to educate people with scientific explanation regarding the eclipse. At first, I thought that was a so-so but yeah very good efforts. Until, I strucked the article that wrote about the solar eclipse which happened in 1983. On 1983, the total solar eclipse also happened in Indonesia. In contrast with this time, no one celebrated it. Everyone was terrified, they locked their family at home and closed all the doors and windows in order to block the sun ray. The government declared the warning that the eclipse is very dangerous for health and instructed the people to stay at home until the eclipse ended. No scientific explanations, no special tv broadcast, that moment was just passed. The researchers and tourists wondered why people locked themselves at home because there was nothing to be afraid of. It’s just natural. I felt bad for the people who actually had a big curiosity about the space things but had to be locked at home and did not get any logical explanation about that. In that time, Indonesia was lead by the militer regime. I wondered that they were not afraid of the eclipse but afraid of the government instead!
But what happened today was amazing, I just wonder how many children are educated about the solar system and galaxy and dreamed that someday in the future they will learn about those things or doing advanced research about this universe.
After lost in thought for a moment, I stared at the window and see that the sky was already darker like in the dawn yet the sun’s corona was very very bright. Unfortunately, i was not equipped with advanced tech so i couldn’t capture the eclipse clearly. Maybe 26 years later, I will!
Compared with January, this month has passed faster. Weather’s colder. My future? Still blurred. But, I collected as many as possible happy memories this month. The first and second week theme was (still) looking for job. I passed some tests for oto company. There’s only one test left yet they haven’t contacted me for the next step yet. The third week was the happiest, Mam, Pap and I took a short vacation to Bali along with Pap’s friends. Because the moment is special, I will dedicate one special post about this vacation. The third week is about challenging myself. I went to Balikpapan, East Kalimantan to ‘lead’ a potential review project there. I experienced a lot of exciting adventures and learned a lot about managing a project. I will talk about it later. I’m too tired now and feel a lil bit gloomy…
I’ve been wanting to write about the recent situation I encountered yet I was too shy even with myself to write on this blog. I just wanted to drown in a pool of tears and blamed anyone because of this failure. Several weeks ago, one of my friends suddenly contacted me and ask whether I would like to join the special staff of Ministry of Education. Actually, I was curious about how he found out my passion and who recommended me to him. But, I hesitated to ask and just focus on the selection process.
After I passed the first test, I’d got to meet other participants and I couldn’t help myself wow-ing all the time. They came from the different education background, mostly with a master degree from abroad. They had many experiences in education and public policy. In the second stage, I also met some of my friends and they also had amazing work and organizational experiences. Nevertheless, I was confident that I would pass the test because I think I did well on LGD and interviews. A week has passed and I got the letter. I failed. I was really sad and depressed. I prayed a lot to pass the test yet God didn’t grant it. But what happened after this is really slapped me….
The day after the depressing day, I met up with my best friends A, N and M. At first, I hesitated to meet them because I didn’t want to share the news that I failed the test. But then N revealed the truth behind the selection. It turned out that N the one who recommended me to participate in the selection. She knew that I had a passion for working the for government. And also, she helped the selection team to make the form and so on. I was surprised and very thankful at the same time. Actually, I have accepted the failure and see the positive side of all the experiences I’d done the past few days. I got a chance to meet amazing people and also expanded my social network. Some of the participants are LSE graduates and they said that they were willing to help me to check the motivation letter, one of the requirements to be the LSE student. N finally explained about the plus and minus side of working on the team that surprisingly give me insight that statement of ‘rezeki tidak akan tertukar dan Allah seadil-adilnya pemberi rizki’ is 1000% true. Yes, I’m still sad even when I read the news about MoE but I believe that someday I will when the time is right. Thank you, God, you give me such wonderful best friends who cherish this fluctuating life. Alhamdulillah..
안녕하세요. 나는 이름은 디나입니다. 이 게시물은 한국 문화에 관련된 아무것도하기 위해 최선을 다하고 있습니다.
Hello. My name is Andina. This post is dedicated to anything related to Korean culture. Well, i am not a big fan of Hallyu/Korean Wave like thosand other people in my country. Particularly, i am attracted to the Korean and their culture. It began when my beloved best friend, Listy showed me reality show in korea named The Return of Superman (TROS). (okay, I admit that I am a big fan of this show).
TROS captures the relationship with father-children when the mother is away from them. The celebrity fathers and their children have to spend two days without their mother. This show makes me laugh, cry, feelin’ annoyed at the same time. Moreover, this show makes me realize the love of father is also as big as the love of mother. Yes they are clumsy, 바보, full of worries when they have to take care of their children’s needs. But, somehow they always find the way to comfort their children. They give their best effort just to see their children smile. The most important is this show reminds me a lot of my father. After watching this show, my relationship with my father become closer. Because now I know that he loves me unconditionally and he will try his best to protect me.