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Friday, December 30, 2005

525,600

They say the memory capacity of human being is not really different with that of gold fish. That explains why I can only list four good things occured in my life within 2005: Getting married, buy a house, the trip to New York, and Janji Joni. See? It wasn't all about me :)

Yes, I've listed new year's resolutions, like always. But on the top of the list is my sincere hope that no more people I care die in the coming year(s). I know it's not my decision, let alone it fits as a new year's resolution. But let's just give it a try.

I hope I don't lose another family member. If my sister wanted to breed, I'd let her be, as long as she's healthy and alive. I'd let parents be parents, cause they're, you know, parents.
And I hope all my friends would be just fine. After all, they are my family too.

As with the rest of the resolutions, I don't wanna say. I don't wanna jinx it :)
So, Happy New Year, everyone.
And everybody sings!:

Its time now to sing out though the story never ends..
lets celebrate remember a year in the life of friends

Seasons of Love..

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

To Ibu Sri

Don't know why, but I've always looked for people to look up to, to be inspired.
"Grow up," someone smirked at me.
"We have to rely on ourselves. We're all going to end up alone, anyway," my father said.

They maybe right. Sometimes, the ones who suppose to inspire failed me big time.
But I've also found dozens of people who did, and still do, give inspirations. One of them named named Sri Sadeli Kuhns.

I met Ibu Sri around three years ago, during her visit here. She was an Indonesian journalist based in Washington DC.
Her warm and outgoing personality, as well as amazingly high spirit really caught me.
She was still a delicate Javanese woman, but was much more progressive, moderate and open minded. Ibu Sri was such a hard working and energetic woman, and a real fighter with a positive attitude and deep strength. It never occured to me that she was four decades older than me, as she treated younger people like her peer. In short, she was truly an inspiration for a girl who always looks for it.

After she got back to the States, we emailed each other occasionally. It stopped, however, in the past couple of years, as we both got busy. But I still think about her from time to time, and I hoped she thought about me too.
So, it came as quite a shock to me when I got an email a couple days ago, that Ibu Sri had a car accident and passed away on Dec. 11. Fuck, why didn't I give her a ring when I was in New York? :((

I'm sorry for not calling you Ibu. But God knows how much I care about you and admire you. I even still keep your email like this one, which dated back in Feb. 2002. Remember how I whined about life like always, and how I wanted to travel and changed jobs? This was your reply:

Dik Hera:

Ada kertas dan pena? Tulis saja di kertas itu apa mau anda. Semuanya.
Dari A sampai Z. Yang muluk boleh, yang simple boleh.
Dari daftar itu masa depanmu akan tersusun! Percayalah!
And go from there. Traveling is the best thing that ever happened to me dik Hera.
It made me feel so little. And because of that I am willing to listen.
And because of that I heard a lot. And because of it I learned a lot.
Oh if we only listen.

You will let everything out on that sheet of paper.
Place names. Countries. Schools. Embassies. Find out all about them.
Then make a chart or charts. Planning. Ini makan waktu njlimet.
Kayak cari kutu rambut. Your dreams WILL come true, dik Hera. Trust me.
It all starts with a sheet of paper, and an active mind.
So, whatever you do, do not stop thinking! Whatever it is you do not like,
you can do something about it. You can change to suit your dreams.

Regards,

Sri Sadeli Kuhns

Goodbye, Ibu. 'Til we meet again. I love you.

Sri Sadeli Kuhns (1938 - 2005)

Friday, December 02, 2005

Math schmath

A good friend, a business journalist, popped up at Yahoo Messenger this morning and asked "How much is 0.00775? Is it the same as 7.7 percent? Or can we say less than 1 percent?".

As an engineering graduate, I'm often asked to solve numeric problems encountered by my fellow journalists while covering stories, mostly business coverage. Nothing complicated, mostly are percentage, conversion rate and so on. It's basic math, indeed, but I totally understand that not everyone is good with numbers and math. That include my little brother, who really sucks at math that it becomes my weapon everytime he makes fun of my cooking ability (or inability). (Sexist and immature Bro: "You can't even make sambel and you call yourself a woman?". Me:"Hey, but I can count!").

However, as the cry-for-help is quite frequent, I begin to wonder why it is so hard for my friends to solve such basic math problem. Because all of them are really smart, and some are even brilliant. I mean, IQ sure is not a question here.

It's probably the way of teaching math in school. Educational system in this country basically sucks. But math teaching in particular is awful, with countless stories of 'killer' teachers who turned the class into a military camp, complete with physical torture, seriously. No wonder people hate it so much. So, unless you get good teachers or take personal interest in math, you will most likely end up like my colleagues, which is very unfortunate.

I was lucky I always got good math teachers, or at least not strict. It's different with physics, though, which I never liked. Although, I regretted it at college because civil engineering faculty, which I didn't apply for because it has lots of physics classes, was packed with cute guys! :)

Anyway, I actually love to help solving my friends' math problem. No, I don't take pride in it, it's just simple math. It's just that I love math, and there has been moments when I miss it so much after I graduated.
I don't miss college at all. But I never regret picking engineering over social science, although the latter is more in line with my job now. But so is science, especially when covering health.
In hindsight, I wish I wasn't such a slacker in college (blame it on teenage angst :P) and worked harder to get better GPA.

Now, if I really miss math ... No, I don't grab my college books and do the problems (because I left all of the books in Bandung hehe). I just bought Intisari magazine, filled out the figjig and solved the teka-teki that requires math solution (perkalian silang, persamaan kuadrat and all that) to solve it.

I still keep my formerly sophisticated calculator, which I bought only for Rp 200,000 but cost over Rp 1 million when I graduated 5 years back. I just wanna keep it as a memorabilia of working on problems of not just math, but physics, thermodynamics and so on; of those long nights spent in the labs, and of that dream of getting filthy rich working at a big oil company hehe. I even thought of passing it to my niece/nephews or maybe children. But by then, that calculator would be totally obsolete.

I love what I do now. But , I sometimes wonder what would happen had I chose the other path.

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