Le Journale

I have been assigned a new job. Guess what?  Nope. I won't tell you. Hahaha. But this job is interesting. It doesn't make me a lot of money, but it has good prospect in the future. I would have my brain polished every single day by only doing it. I guess I have realized about being productive. It is divided into two apparently: physical and intelligence productivity. I have been doing the latter one, indeed, thanks for this job. Guess the need to take everything on the floor is what I've got (only), really, what I'm capable doing for these days. I've decided to leave teaching world. Like I've known lately, my passion is not teaching. It is always writing, editing texts, translating, and other on-desk job, well, pretty much stuff like that. 

 

I like to believe you've been dreaming of me... Guess the song? Try squeezing time to find my own escape. Did some fit and proper test to know the quality of the materials all for my upcoming project. Excited!

Date started reading: Early 2015 Date finished reading: 12 February 2015 Ebook version (free) This book does not do that much to my life. I am a girl with straight sexual orientation. It does not mean I can't read it, right? I read this book months ago when I was compiling my thesis, which is entitled An Analysis of Gender Stereotypes and Performativity in Brave Movie. This Gender Performativity is a new phrase, spoken by Judith Butler. And this book helps me to see better about patriarchal system, which has already prevented women, or matriarchal system to rule. Then why do we see gay people then? If these cavemen think women should be submissive, weak and fragile, while men are built to be the strong, bold, and brave ones, then what about these people who were born as male (genitally) but they tend to cry and have more sensitive feelings compared to women? Aren't they counted as 'normal' people too? Because we know, this gendered people also come with a set...

Just had a brief conversation with this good friend of mine and when she mentioned about job opportunity at our own Uni, I became mute. Apparently, teaching is not my passion (yet). And I've been living my life to cheerfully walk the path towards it; my passion. Some lecturers at my Uni also asked about me taking part in teaching there. Neither I reject nor accept it until now. I replied them with a smile (as long as I remember). This lecturer also asked the same thing to my brother, so that the conversation was easily passed on to another topic. We both did not have a clue about teaching, like at all. We're both geeks who love reading and socializing computers for almost 24 hours in every single day. We're not sociable enough to be faced by these clueless eyes gathered their ass around waiting for us to talk, although we fastly become mute in no time. Although we certainly have something to share (of course).  However, my parents are let down by {my} decision because ...

I told you in the course of this paper that Shakespeare had a sister; but do not look for her in Sir Sidney Lee’s life of the poet. She died young—alas, she never wrote a word. She lies buried where the omnibuses now stop, opposite the Elephant and Castle. Now my belief is that this poet who never wrote a word and was buried at the cross–roads still lives. She lives in you and in me, and in many other women who are not here to–night, for they are washing up the dishes and putting the children to bed. But she lives; for great poets do not die; they are continuing presences; they need only the opportunity to walk among us in the flesh. -- Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own (1929) I've been reading some various feminist articles as I am going to compile some feminist perspectives that I found in Mad Max movie with the help of some of my goodreads friends. The feminist issue is all over the place if you ever watch it. And I am sure I once read this remarkable piece of Woolf's,...

Date Finished Reading: January 2013 Ebook Version (Free) Finally I have time to rewrite my old review of The Secret Garden from my Goodreads account. This book review is important. Apart of a must-read book, The Secret Garden plays important role in enriching classic works at the time. So I am sure some of people who are keen into literature wouldn't miss this one. And I feel the need to make its review. Let's begin! I read the ebook version of it. *sobbing* I need to save a lot of money to buy the hardback version of it. It is so expensive, yet so beautiful I want to cry. T-T But the ebook version was fine. Well-edited. For your information, if you happened to have an ebook reader application on your smartphone, the ebook version of The Secret Garden is given for free. I am amazed (always) by the beautifully-written lines this book offers you. They give you this idyllic feeling that you would never find in any modern or young-adult genre of books (exactly). That is the...

Firstly I want you to take note this: I'm a (single) lady who is interested in User Interface, as well as User Experience of a new websites or applications. And... why you should be ashamed for being single? We get to experience a lot of things without being worried as fuck for your man to leave you with another woman. The thing that I honestly hate to know, especially when you are in the halfway of 50 years of age. There is this custom in Indonesia, women should get married before they are 24 years old. And I was like, what the fuck? Do you think it is easy for deciding to get married and living the rest of your life with another person you even haven't felt that 'click' yet. It is not an easy peasy thing to do, of course. It always needs some serious considerations before deciding to settle down. Lucky them who get married easily, faster than me. And honestly, I don't even put this 'commitment' in my last name, which also means I'm not up for such com...

Date started reading it: August 04, 2015 Date finished reading it: August 09, 2015 Sometimes, people can go missing right before our very eyes. Sometimes, people discover you, even though they've been looking at you the entire time. Sometimes, we lose sight of ourselves when we're not paying enough attention.  ........

What's up world...  Have been away for so long I forgot this blog existed... Now I have time to chit chat a bit, all I want to do is writing a lyric... of songs that I have been listening to. This is wrong. I feel too weak for that. Anyways... I have learnt a new life lesson that some of you may have known about this for a long time. Well, please bear with me, I am always a little too late for almost everything. To keep seeing what life can bring you with, you need to stay alive. And I don't mind with the changing hopes, passions, and so on, as long I still have this positivity-'I got this'-feeling. It takes guts to be bold and brave. I really am enjoying the upside down life could bring as if I am sitting in a rollercoaster. Because that is how life works. We only need to stay a little longer, have a faith a little stronger, and keep standing a little sturdier.  Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the e...