Dont judge by it cover

Reflection of the flair from the processing plant on the cloudy night guide my every step with 3 pack of Ice cream bought from the shop in hand. Trying to remember what I was told of the exact location of this gathering will be. Once I passed the gate, it wasn't that difficult to guess that a small group of people sitting on the asphalt road are those that I am looking for. the bright white teeth from a welcoming smile seen from a distance bring warm inside. I am at the right place.

As I approached, I saw all the familiar faces under the street light. I am so thankful that I did bring something to the gathering. How awful I look like, if I just come with empty hand. The cheers of welcoming me bring joy to my heart and sweat to my forehead, as I felt like was the center of attention and as if, there were thousand of them. Stage fright slowly emerged but once I was sit and blended in the group, its slowly drowned again. This is not my night... It is their night and I am just happy to be with all of them.



How time flies so fast unnoticed. I felt like, it was just yesterday that I arrived here, and now after more than a year, its saying goodbyes time! oh dear. I get to know this people personally, understand them and shared their struggles. Hearing their struggles, makes me realize how lucky I am.



Looking at their long 'rocker" hair style, their choice of clothing to wear, If I don't know them myself, I would have guess that they are not a good influence to me. Don't be fool by their appearance. This common phrase "Don't judge a book by its cover" applies. Our first impression always cloud our perception of a person. For all this time spent here, I come to know the persons behind those long hairs, torn jeans. behind those cheerful smile hide their struggles in life. Accepting what they have and doing the best they can with what they have. All these .. I call "good things" that I see in them can't be describe in words.

Goodbyes... It all I that I said. I shake, I thank and plead them to take care of themselves. I hug few, which seems like a joke to them. I too did it partially as a joke, but it is my hiden desire wanted to give them a little comfort, to let them know that I do care. Their shaky laugh stop me, for fear of the walls that they've come to know as their comfort for years to fall. Perhaps its best to leave it that way... it never fails them so far...

Dear friends, I pray that you all have a safe journey. I treasure our memories and time here... I wish we meet again someday...

Pictures Randomness

My current picture I uploaded on my profile Picture. This is taken by my friend Tesna while were were having our dinner in the Camp. We both agreed the apple juice that I'm having very much looks like beer. Its alcohol free here remember? ;p

Another cheerful faces that brighten up your days on site. This is Sibron Tua, and I called and purposedly teased him "pak tua", which means.. er.. mr. Old. and he really don't like that.. ;p

This is Pak Johari.. he asked me to take his picture and he wanted to pose as such. No forced needed.. silly dude. and I willingly take such silliness shot! ;p I like to think that he's proud of the works that the team has shown here.



A group photo, just taken yesterday night while we waiting for documents to start a work. What a great team!

Do you spot whats behind the bush? let me give you a clue... its my favourate meat for Barbeque.. nyum nyum! ;p


This is my friend Tesna... er... actually he was holding the mug like that for a few second for me to take. hehehe... it does shows in this photo yeah? He's back in Jakarta for a week.... must be drink a real beer now.. oh wait, he don't drink beer! Man.. I would switch place with him.. I want beer! just a cup or two..

Calender Model

Well... I think its best for me not to apologize for not having my blog updated regularly. I don't aspect you to understand, but I aspect that you know why.

Anyway, I want you to know that I am one of many proud owner of the cool iPhone! I bought it from someone at work for RM2K. Considered how hard it was for me to find them back home when I was on my home leave, its consider cheap lah. Its the 8GB, the first introduced iPhone in the market (I think). Besides, they sell it a lot higher than the suggested price I read from the magazine. I like it when scrolling the list of songs or my contact just by gentle finger touch on the screen.

Anyway, here's a photo I take using my iphone...


Karen kan? (Its mean "cool huh" in Indonesia)... by the way, do you have any idea how many megapixels does my iPhone have?

Yep... these two are of few boys that I'm working with. It was just after a hard work under hot a blazing sun, and they took of their shirt during that break. And I was happen to be there and took their picture for fun... These two kids even pose for me!!

They have no idea that I have posted their pictures in my Facebook, and now in here!!! hahaha.. naughty boy! Anyway, they kinda make the cut for model for the Calender photos-.. Girls probably dig it!... Well, I know girls dig my cool iPhone, but there ain't any chick here for me to "show off". hahaha....

Last Sunday was Indonesia's 63th Independence day (Indonesia & Malaysia's Independence day in the same month!), And we celebrate the historical day for Indonesia with sport activities and Concert. It was really great to have a day off. In the morning we had Flag Ceremony which I missed because the "XL" shirt they gave me to wear was too tight. :-(

I'll post few photos of the HUT RI - 63 (Hari Ulang Tahun Republik Indonesia) that we celebrated here in West Papua in my next posting. How soon? ... depend on hows our Internet connection when I have time to post.

Ayo...

Here goes another update

At last, I manage to do a little update on my blog. I know, its kinda lame for me to updates after such long hiatus.

Here I am... adapting to my new environment and a new place. I am now in West Papua, working for the "sun rising" company in the 3rd/4th largest population in the world... and basically.. out of nowhere.

Its been more than 3 weeks now. The familiar faces working with me does help me a lot adapting to this new environment. I event start to grow beard! Missing the simple thing back home and missing my friends and family... not to mentioned I am in the 1% minority in this place. Naturally, I tend to make friends with those 1% minority group of people. Not that the local are not that friendly, they are in fact very warm and respectful people. And very competitive on Badminton I must say.

So... how do I look like? Tze Ee comments on my photo in the facebook that I updated, said I look like a Japanese. I take that as a Complement. And Vincent said.. I look like a man now! hahaha.. Probably I look like a boy before than. Or maybe its something to do with my beard. Or the Safety measures that I need to put on every time I go to site. You know what they say.. walk the talk. Can't ask your man to wear something when you, yourself don't wear them, right?

10 long working hours everyday (thats include Saturday and Sunday) qualify you to be a workaholic. And 4 months or 6 months (in this case for the local) without booze and an opposite sex relationship qualify you to be a monk! Seriously, this place is like a prison... and staying in a dorm like Camp. Well, probably a little higher than a dorm standard. Its feels the same. And your main priority after finished that long working hours is to have enough sleep. I know.. its kinda boring lame life. But this is the choice I make. As long as I get big buck huh? I guess, in a way... He answered my prayer. Let just say... I only need to work 6 months and I get the same sum of 3 years working in KL before. Not to mentioned, I need not to spend a single cents the whole time I'm at this place.

The only reason I talk about that $$ is because, it is my motivation to stay on.. no matter how hard it is. No matter what I'm missing back home during these whole 4 months.. or how badly I miss everyone... or how I'll be alcohol free for the next 4 months... Thats what encourage me. Forgive me if thats offended you... I am just being truthful.

Basically... its not that bad. I try to make something different in my life. To prove to myself that I can do this. I try to take it one day at a time... If I try to think about it the whole time.. I'll probably be soo stress and crazy. My motto is.. If they can do it, Why Cant I? Simple, yet its enough to give me the confidence... for now. Ok. I think, this is enough for now... cant use too much of my 10 working hours... well, actually I have to work 11 hours everyday, so I can earn 1 hours overtime. Not by choice ... just that everyone goes back to camp at the same time. My site Manager asked me to take more overtime these couple of days.. i.e.. working till 10pm... I don't know.. I dont want to sound greedy by agreeing or lazy by refusing at the same time. Complicated huh? Well.. probably just in my head.

Its me ... signing off for now.
Safety 1st! ;)