Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Terrible ID-ea !

So anyways, I realized that I do not have any ID photos, or any formal photo for that matter. Oh, actually I do have one, but they photoshopped my piercings with their low photoshop skills, and I looked like I have a bald white patch near my ear, I don't really dig the look, to be honest. So, I asked my sister to take a DIY id photo for my CV. The picture on the left is what we finally got.

Turns out, ID photo isn't my forte. Look at how unorganized my hair is. I can't even add or edit more of that. My boobs look like they're about to burst out of my blazer, and if you noticed, my shirts have holes on em. HAHA! I look so big and overall, it's a terrible photo.

So we took bunch of other random photos instead. I've given up trying to look smart, I just can't. 

Saturday, June 15, 2013

A Lantern in the Darkness - A day in Qurotunnada

Okay, I'm currently at Starbucks, and I think I've told you that the smell of coffee, vanilla and caramel seduce me to write every time. I am not even capable to explain that, they just do.
I've actually been wanting to write about this for a week or so, but due to sickness and some wifi and homework problem here and there, I just couldn't do any of my wishes justice. 

-I'm sorry this i out of context, but the cutest kid just wen't behind me as I was trying to fix my hair on photo booth. He wants to be on the photo, okay? there he is.. 

I look like shit, but he's so adorable, we just need him here. 

Let's go back. 

A few weeks ago, my friends and I were frustrated. We were assigned a CSR project by our professor, Mrs. Amelia Naim. It's actually a sustainability project to teach us to 'give back'. The due date is in two days from now and honestly, we couldn't plan too much with the availability of each member and the short due date. Mrs. Naim then gave us a lovely option of going to see one of her mates in Bogor, a foundation called Qurotunnada. I contacted the man a couple of times and with my group's super desperate measure, Shidqi Dwi Prasetyo, William Vacher and I decided to go there. 
Another three of my classmates, Tanya Tumbelaka, Cedric Adruin and Phil Djaelani tagged along as they were too, short of options. 

The road to Bogor is not short. I stopped myself from expecting too much. Often, I set my hopes up just to have them shattered. I don't know if I was doing it only for the sake of the project, but I knew deep inside that I personally need it. I've been blowing papers way out of proportions, sometimes just for the sake of looking like I'm capable. I've realized that I don't, in fact, fucking care what other people think of me. I now know that whatever I do from now on, the only one I need to impress is myself. I don't have the courtesy to say this, but I feel like the lesson is needed also by my friends. Going to an International School that costs $5000/semester might get into you sometimes, we can afford most of things we don't even need, we don't think about how much we spend on lunch and going to Qurotunnada might've showed us why we should.

Qurotunnada is a foundation that holds schooling program that helps to manage kids from below the poverty line all over Bogor. The founder, Mr. Avi, is a geologist that divides his time between work, family and managing the foundation. The most amazing thing about the foundation is that, while holding the Islamic Values, it doesn't force the kids to follow all the stereotypes that most Islamic Schools and Foundations have, they manage the ambitions of each kids and help them pursue it. For example, when the kid is really into Soccer/Football, then they won't sent them to a normal school, instead, they would be sent to a Football School and English Courses. I find it so amazing how they do that.
Upon our arrival, I noticed how I have expected way less than what was presented. These kids were very civilized, they were clean and lovely. They welcomed us with open arms, they performed for us and asked us to sit with them while having lunch. 

it's one of those sundays I woudn't have traded for anything. Usually my weekends consist of wasting money on things I don't look good after putting on the second time, and wandering around malls looking for things I regret buying afterwards. I'm glad my weekend money was given to make sure some talented kids will have, at least, the courage to go after what they dream of. 

So Long Qurotunnada, Thank You!

x, Nessie

Friday, June 14, 2013

Can't Breathe

Been having the darkest days,
I can't tell if it's the rain or the sun-rays.
Feels like all is lost and over,
Everything I know frosted over.

I feel bad for you, you see,
You've fallen way too quickly.
I never meant to drag you down,
But in your eyes I could only drown.

I can't breathe,
Your bright eyes and what they see.

I can't breathe,
You wipe the tears, push the fears away.

I can't breathe,
Your dimples, your smile, and the joy they bring.

If I only know
how I could be the one you need.

Saturday, June 8, 2013

Dad's 56th Birthday - A Hawaiian Party

Happy 56th Birthday to my Ol' Man!
For a couple weeks now, Nazneen has had the idea of throwing him a Hawaiian Party. Indonesia's pretty exotic all by itself, so she'd thought it'd be perfect to have a barbecue by the pool.
I didn't know what I was going to wear, but I found my old jumpsuit and it looks lovely.
We had a lot of dishes, but since it was an intimate party for 7 people, we didn't finish everything.
I believe I had a whole fish to myself, yep, I nearly died.
 Preparation; I set up the candles and Kak Kemal's the chef of the night! with those fabulous Grill Machine!

 Everything was set up beautifully. 
My dad came home expecting to see a small dinner, but instead, my mom has found her long lost grill set and set it up for my meat-expert cousin to cook. He did wonderfully well! It was really delish.


All and all, it was a successful party.
Great, maybe one day if I have a family on my own, they would not forget my birthday and left me crying the whole day. Maybe. Just maybe. (: 

X, Nessie

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

A Wedding Singer (not really)

T H R O W B A C K  T H U R S D A Y
Mr. Edward Fujie-Button 's Wedding. 
The best wedding I've ever been to. 
Eddie was my English Teacher/ Soccer Coach,
He's absolutely lovely and he called me Posh. 
Eddie asked Sarah and I to sing at his wedding, 
we were absolutely thrilled and honored, 
So, with the amazing Mr. Hendra Timothy, we chose "The Only Exception - Paramore"
It was a big intimate wedding at a fancy hotel where everybody had a table for 5, so when someone's performing, everybody watched and listened. I was so honored.
He now has a lovely daughter about 3 years old or so, 
I can't believe these pictures was taken that long ago.

I haven't been able to find the picture with the groom and bride, I'll add to this once I find it!

Monday, June 3, 2013

Sunday's (Face) Hide and Seek

 Yesterday, Sunday, June 2, 2013, Neen and I were told to go to Citos by our bosses at the Social Media team of IPMI IBS. Me, being the careless child that I am, ignored completely the updates on this mission and went there without confirming first with them. Tough luck, the event was cancelled. I don't really mind the fact that I went around with my IPMI (International) Business School cap on, I quite liked it to be honest. Showing my IPMI IBS pride anytime. So anyways, all was well and we contacted a radio station and asked them how do other schools promote and things like that. It was quite fun. I also had a lovely meal at my favorite, Pep-L (ain't gonna advertise! no matter how good they are.) Have a peaceful week loves! Xx

Ocean Deep

Her eyes see blue,
and so do his. 
There are different shades, 
the darker the deeper.
Life is short, but it's way too long,
For lonely souls, all just seems wrong.
He searched deeper,
He'd never find her.
As the pain presses onto their chest, 
In loneliness they prepare to rest.

© Nasreen A Judge 2013. 
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