tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43413237825865150852024-03-13T18:54:31.987+07:00I WANT TO LIVE IN WONDERLANDAnnisa Pramestihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00859742285425948367noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341323782586515085.post-45936607030137971492015-04-15T03:16:00.000+07:002015-04-15T03:16:34.884+07:00Neopolitan Dreams ♫<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Neopolitan Dreams</span></span><br />
by <span style="font-style: italic;">Lisa Mitchell</span><br />
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You'll go and I'll be okay,<br />
I can dream the rest away.<br />
Its just a little touch of fate, it will be okay.<br />
It sure takes its precious time, but it's got rights and so have I.</div>
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<span id="ctl00_cp_lblContent">I turn my head up to the sky<br />I focus one thought at a time<br />I do not let the little thieves under my tightly buttoned sleeves<br />You couldn't be alone, the time I feel like I am walking blind<br />I have nowhere, I'll have time<br /><br />There are no legible signs x2<br /><br />I like the way that you talk,<br />I like the way that you walk.<br />It's hard to recreate such an individual game<br /><br />You wait your turn in the queue,<br />You say your sorry's and thank you's.<br />I don't think you're ever<br />A hundred percent in the room<br />You're not in the room x2<br /><br />Deepest, of the dark nights<br />here lies, the highest of highs<br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Neopolitan Dreams</span>, stretching out to the sea<br /><br />You wait your turn in the queue,<br />You say your sorry's and thank you's<br />I don't think you're ever<br />A hundred percent in the room<br />You're not in the room x2</span> </div>
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<span style="font-size: 85%;">( I'm currently listening to this song over and over again. I like the melody of this song, the voice of Lisa Mitchell, remember me of <span style="font-style: italic;">Frente - Bizzare Love Triangle , </span>and also the lyrics. I don't say this lyric is same with my condition right now. But i like when she said ".. <span style="font-style: italic;">It sure takes its precious time, but it's got rights and so have I</span>.. " :) )</span></div>
Annisa Pramestihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00859742285425948367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341323782586515085.post-65050485908670851962015-04-15T03:14:00.003+07:002015-04-15T03:14:56.190+07:00Bank AccountImagine there is a bank account that credits your account each morning with $ 86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day. Every evening the bank deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day.
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What would you do? Draw out every cent?
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Each of us has such a bank. Its name is time. Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night it writes off as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to a good purpose. It carries over no balance. It allows no over draft. Each day it opens a new account for you. Each night it burns the remains of the day. If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours. There is no drawing against "tomorrow". You must live in the present on today's deposits. Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in health, happiness, and success.
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The clock is running. Make the most of today.
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<br />Annisa Pramestihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00859742285425948367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341323782586515085.post-2515860616708043292015-04-15T03:12:00.003+07:002015-04-15T03:13:04.091+07:005 Things I Want Myself to Know at 25<div>
Inspired by <a href="http://maryschmidt.tumblr.com/post/58728762311/25-things-i-want-myself-to-know-at-25" target="_blank">Schmid Talk</a> blog, these are my version of 5 things i need to know at 25.</div>
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1. Most of the time, I want to achieve what I still don't have. That was true when I was 5 and that will be true when you are 65. However, i need to know to be grateful with what i currently have. Nobody's perfect and perfection is absolutely boring.</div>
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2. Don't go on Facebook, Instagram, Path, Twitter or any kind of those social network too much. Seriously, it's a waste of time. Thanks god, i'm not the kind of person who needs to login everytime, and posts everything happens at the time.</div>
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3. Cooking is not mother's (or in my case, father's) things. Even though, my father's cook is the best in the world, i'll try to steal his secret recipe. Who else will inherit those delicious recipes if not his own daughter.<br />
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4. Believe in something bigger than myself. Something that i will never understand. Because when everything else fails, which is bound to happen, all i have left is my faith that things will get better.<br />
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5. I have wonderful life. Yes, i'm still here, in Jakarta, not New York, or Paris (my dream!). But this is wonderful to be surrounded with people you love.</div>
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Annisa Pramestihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00859742285425948367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341323782586515085.post-61416241131495436552013-08-03T23:31:00.001+07:002013-08-03T23:31:08.946+07:002012: New Year's RESOLUTIONHAPPY NEW YEARRRRRRRR !!!!<br />
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This is a time for creating resolution.<br />
So let's start with.....<br />
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I have so many resolutions, i think<br />
So many room for improvements for myself<br />
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Okay so let's start with personal life:<br />
1. Be Happy everyday, start every single day with smile :)<br />
2. Stop complaining, stop complaining, start to bless everything happens in my life<br />
3. Around my life with an inspiring things, inspiring person, and inspiring lessons.<br />
4. Give more care to my lovely boyfriend, family, friends, colleagues :)<br />
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Office life:<br />
1. Keep the spirit up! and be more proactive!<br />
2. Innovate, innovate, innovate!<br />
3. Build networks and keep an open mind<br />
4. Pursue professional certification by the end of the year!<br />
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Education life:<br />
1. Take IELTS with min. score 7<br />
2. Take GMAT with min. score 700<br />
3. Read 1 paper every week and summarize it<br />
4. Join education network / conference / workshop and be active in it<br />
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Money life:<br />
1. Invest, invest, invest!<br />
2. Do not shopping too much and do not eat too much in an expensive place. It will be better to save the money in the bank<br />
3. Money management. Read and implement money strategies!<br />
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Improve myself:<br />
1. Learn how to cook<br />
2. Get driving certificates<br />
3. Gym at least 1x every week<br />
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It is so excited to create new resolutions every year. I hope it will be excited too to implement all of them. 2012, new year, better life, better me!Annisa Pramestihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00859742285425948367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341323782586515085.post-51147525495595957132013-08-03T23:31:00.000+07:002013-08-03T23:31:03.874+07:00ApprenticeThe word of apprentice brings me back to the TV show "The Apprentice" which brought by Donald Trump. It is about some people who competed each other in order to win and work with Donald Trump. Well, it was really nice to see the competition and it seems very stiring when at the end of the program, Donald Trump had to fire one person with the least grade among others.<br />
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That is quite challenging. Especially when we are one of them. I have experienced once when i have the title as <span style="font-weight: bold;">"Business Apprentice"</span> in my office. This is what so-called the Management Trainee programs. We were accepted as apprentices, rotated in several teams, engaged in projects, participated in several trainings, and graded each other so management can assess who will be accepted in the next year until become permanent employees. The program is quite challenging and individually, i see the program really trained us to become more competent and improve our capability.<br />
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In the end of the program, we have to present our one-year journey in the office. At first, i think the presentation would be scary with all the judges would ask many questions in order to test how good i am in doing my job. It feels like i'm in my final year thesis defense.<br />
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But, when it comes to the real presentation. All of the scary things were gone. The presentation is not as a fearful as i think before. All of the judges were really relaxed and so did I. They did not ask about my tasks and job. Not even one question. They only focused about my personal attitude and how my future will be in the company.<br />
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I got one conclusion with that thing. When we are in entry level especially being an apprentice. Being smart is important, ability to solve problems and manage our own tasks is also important. But they are not the most important things. I think the most important things are our attitudes, our communication skills, our relationship with other people, our ability work with each other and work under-pressure, and also our capability to avoid any conflict. Personal skills level is quite more important than our hard skills in real life.<br />
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And now, i have passed my apprentice program. I'm in my second year in this company. I have to be more competent than when i'm still an apprentice. I have so many goals in my life when i'm doing anything. I don't think this is a competition with my second-year friends. I think this is a competition with myself. How i can defeat my weakness and how i can achieve my goals. I don't know if i can but at least i have to try and give my best efforts in it.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">For all my Apprentice friends, Congratulations!</span><br />
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i know we can do it! You are all the best and the type of person who never give up.<br />
I hope we can continue our journey into the next level until we're gonna be the executives in later years.<br />
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Keep the spirit up! :))Annisa Pramestihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00859742285425948367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341323782586515085.post-58117760238980649512013-08-03T23:30:00.003+07:002013-08-03T23:30:55.937+07:00Plant your own gardenAfter a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul,<br />
and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security,<br />
and you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises,<br />
and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child, and you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans.<br />
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After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.<br />
So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.<br />
And you learn that you really can endure… that you really are strong, and you really do have worth.”<br />
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-Veronica A. ShoffstallAnnisa Pramestihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00859742285425948367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341323782586515085.post-46929584215924979832013-08-03T23:30:00.000+07:002013-08-03T23:30:04.774+07:00Miss who?I miss being written a song.<br />
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I miss to be adored. </div>
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I miss to been cared by someone a lot.</div>
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I miss to have someone sing me a song.</div>
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I miss to have someone to always ask me.</div>
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I miss all the romantic moment.</div>
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I miss the flowers, the poets, the songs. I miss all of them.</div>
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I don't miss someone to have given me all of these things.</div>
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I just miss the moment.</div>
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And my smile and my laugh.</div>
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