In the middle of city hectic of studying and working, I got this homework from my lovely friend, Rani. She is very understanding and fun, and also responsible of her job. Thank you for tagging me, I am soo feel loved <3

The homework do not have to do with making presentation or workgroup projects just like in college life. A simple homework to get to know of yourself, either from your point of view or people’s point of view. 10 Things about yourself:
I’ll start with questions. And I try my best, ma’am!
1. What’s your name, my lady?
I am Irene. Irene Renaldy. A Chinese-born 18-year lass. Indonesian people often call me as ee-renn instead of eye-rene. It is quite difficult to recognize my name sometimes when it comes to the spelling since they know my name’s pronunciation as eye-reen. My close friends often call me as simple as a-b-c. It is Ai. A name consists of 2 letters but has a deep meaning. In Chinese the word Ai refers to Love. And when people call me Ai, they are just like acting that they call their own sweetheart. “Hey, Ai! Hey, Love!” =]

2. I love music
Before 2006, I knew nothing about music. All I knew was just all the everlasting stupid slow love songs. Since I was stumbled down in Radio world, I am forced to keep updated either by the world/national/celebrity/music news or various kinds of music: the past, the present, and the hottest. That raises up a new soul in me. I love the beats when it goes to my heartbeat, the rhythm, the voice, the dance, the spirit. I start to love until now. And still, music never dies.

3. Fight for existence
I am struggling for 16 years for me to accept myself the way I am. It is hard to love ourselves when something you think do not feel right in yourself. I think myself so bad. I keep fighting for my existence in social world. And a numerous of ‘Why’ questions are rising each day I live. Why can’t I socialize? Why people don’t want to talk to me? Why can’t I make people laugh? Why can’t I make people feel comfortable around me? Why can’t I adapt myself easily in a new environment?
But finally, the last 2 years, I found myself that there is nothing wrong with me. This is just another personality that human beings do have in themselves. Unique. Different. Like no other.
4. Multiple Intelligence
I am more into intrapersonal intelligence rather than interpersonal intelligence. I know what I feel and think, I know why I feel and think that way, I know what I need, I know what I want to do. I know when I want to socialize. I know when I want to be with myself. I keep both balance. And I enjoy myself very much.

5. A Good Communicator
After talking about my ego and individualism, I am also quite a good communicator.
I make friends easily. I can talk in front of people with confidence. I can do something that people will not think that I will do that thing, [such as doing extreme Metal Dance for Talent show in Leadership In-house Training 2008] But those only apply when my sanguine personality on the top of my melancholy personality.Which means, I have two opposite personalities. People who own this kind of personalities, have difficulties to face the world if they have not understood of what and why they are. Yes, it is hard.
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called Homework: 10 Things About Yourself

Plugs:

“When I got on my way to MYC Lounge North Meeting Room at 4.35PM, I found Hansen and his friend were sitting down on a 4-couched table. The Journalistic Student Activity would not work if there were only 4 members in it. Ha-ha!
The meeting lasted 2 hours with chatting, talking, sharing, lots of girls stuff included. Hansen is my senior colleague, such an active and dedicated guy to campus. Has so many connection and linkages, know a lot of people.
Once my friend shared, she talked about her conversation with her brother. Her brother asked: “What are you looking for in a university?”. She answered, “Studying to get smarter and smarter.” And her brother replied, “silly dumb girl,” her brother continued, “the thing you are looking for in a college is to build a LOT of relationship with people, make a LOT of friends. You’ll know the advantage really soon.”
Hansen commented, “Obviously that is true. Make a lot of friends…” and he started to share his business deal experience with friends: from clothes buying and selling, multilevel marketing, sea trading / Black Market, until illegal drugs distribution…oh, he was not doing it, luckily.
Then I started to think.
No, I have started to think since the first day my feet stepped on Pelita Harapan University.
Continued tomorrow. I think I need some sleep right now. It’s 11:14 PM. Cannot think of anything. Got headache.argh.
Continued in October 31th, 2008.
“I should make a lot of friends”
But in reality, it is not that easy as said. A lot of friends or few of close friends? When the answer is a lot of friends, you’ll get puzzled. People from ‘group 1’ will hang out together and you belong to ‘group 2’, if you still keep your principle as “I should make a lot of friends” you need to divide your time for both groups, but that results for friends, not close friends. Because having close friends is hard to do, and you need to sacrifice quite a lot of time together.
So.. what should we do? Acting like a fool just like we want to know people for the whole campus to make a LOT of friends?

I have heard a long long ago when I still in web-designing world. Some webmistress stated this in her affiliation application requirement:

“Quality over quantity. What does it mean when you make a lot of bad layouts when there is no one good?”

I know the answer. And you should know.

Plugs:

Geez,

I did stupid things. I broke up my boyfriend last saturday and I regretted it so much..

Argh,

The most beautiful thing in this life is to love someone, even the one that you love doesnt love you back..

I have a poem.. it’s written in Indonesia.. It’s nice..

permen rasa rasa manis
manis rasa rasa permen
melingkar-lingkar ku berlari
di warnamu putih ini
temui titik yang termanis

permenku
kuterjatuh di lingkaranmu krn kelalaianku
kubangkit lagi, kubertahan lagi. lagi
tetapi kutetap jatuh
jatuh jauh dari lingkarmu
memisahkan lingkar merahku dari lingkar putihmu

rasa sakit sakit kurasa
rasa sakit sakit kita rasa
mengiris kelamnya
merahku jadi gelap
putihmu jadi gelap

tanganmu tak terulur untukku
kugagal menggapai hatimu

maafkan aku merahku
kuteriak dan kumenangis
tiap malam
masih adakah harapan yang tersisa

manis rasa rasa harapan
menikmati bersama rasa baru
menyatukan kembali merah putih itu

Plugs: Jenn • Cindy •

I wasn’t be able to update yesterday cause I had a fever, but till today the fever won’t go away and I cannot stand sleeping in bed all day, I try to blog something to excite myself for the entire boring day.

With a pre-fever symptons I had, I still went to Taman Anggrek Mall yesterday with my younger brothers, brought a 7th Harry Potter book with myself to accompany me while sitting in Starbucks cafe. I bought Mocca Frappuccino + Whipped Cream + Caramel Sauce + Grande Size for Rp 44.000,00 ( US$ 4.7). It’s a very tasty drink and very addictive. Every gulp is so stunning, I felt I didn’t want to miss a single thing. I remember the last coffee I purcased in Starbucks Coffee was the same coffee I bought last year, June 2006 in Bali island.

I sat for nearly 2 hours before my brother joined with me. He is a 8th-year old boy, fat but funny and fun just like Po in Kungfu Panda. He then purchased another drink: Caramel Macchiato + Tall Size for Rp 36.000,00 (US$ 3.6). It was also tasty, but still, Mocca Frappucino is tastier!

Some people especially teenagers tend to sit around Starbucks Cafe just for their own prestige, for showing-off… I dislike those people.

Anyway, I heard from my friend  Sophia, Starbucks Cafe is not too popular in America? Or in your country?

Tell me a bit about it. Do you like coffee as much as I do?

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called Coffee Addiction

Plugs: Halley • abby • Christine • Joanna • Scholasticapaige =) • Lissy • Katy • Jenn • christian •

“She has beautiful eyes.”

Those words came out from a married bloke’s mouth when he first saw his first baby girl’s eyes. They were all black and deep. The baby then closed her eyes when she cried, sometimes she blinked while her little mouth opened. Looked innocent and stunning, he thought, she would become a beautiful young lass someday.

As the time flew by, the baby grew up to a little girl. A fun girl to play with. Laughed with her friends and her family, loved by her schoolmates, but she seemed could not manage to interact well with the other friends. She was way too kind and friendly that her schoolmates liked to tease her.. or even made fun of her. Was it because of the eyes that the girl had? Too innocent to play with.

When she stepped in the 3rd grade, she was almost totally bullied, especially by a 1st-ranked student that sit next to her. Pity for her.

With the beautiful black eyes she had, she finally finished her primary school, with feeling no burden with her sight when she had to deal with reading, watching, seeing, and writing. The world seemed so beautiful and bright.

But everything changed when she first entered Junior High School.

At the Optician
“Can you read those letters by your left eye?” asked the optician.
“H V I O P .. U… W .. Q.. S… ah, getting smaller!” she said.
Then the man examined the girl’s right eye.
“And for this time? What can you read?” asked the optician once again.
Silent before them.
Seconds later, she broke the silence.
“I cannot read anything.”
The man added some lenses, thinking the girl’s myopia was higher than the left eye, “How about this time?”
The girl replied plainly and innocently,
“I cannot see a thing.”
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called Everything Comes From Your Eyes

Plugs: Jess •