the 3rd Box

Actually, I'm on my desk right now in the office. Actually, I got things to do right now. Actually, those things are suppose to be done by few weeks ago. Actually, there's nothing much I could do in this case. Actually, it's more like "waiting and be waited", "wanting and wanted", from one to another. Those that I'm talking about is my work which has been pending for more than a month approximately, just because I'm waiting for someone who deliver all the report to me, and the report should be sent to many parties so that other projects can be started.

Actually, it such an easy thing to do, yea, just wait. But bosses are keep asking how it is. Actually the answer is gonna be the same "wait". Actually they can not wait for too long and I can not ask for more but waiting. Actually this is so confusing but there is none of the thing I can do at the moment, so I write.

Actually I'm kinda bored of this kinda situation, where I can only sit calmly and do little. Actually this sometimes can be relaxing my head, but my mind needs some busy things. Actually I miss my old things at work, was doing huge projects with bunch of people. Actually that was one of my craziest moment in life, but Actually it was mad!

Actually I am now missing my guy. My? Is that "my" stands for "mine"? I don't even dare to call it exactly, but actually he's always there for me, in good, or bad times, even worst times in my days, yea, he just stays there, just for me.

Actually, I just moved myself and my stuff to another desk, Mas Romie's desk. He's away outta here so I use his by the request from a slut of mine named Novi, Bang Novi. She was just asked me few minutes ago to move just right near her, around her, where fake people are around. ups!

Actually there's some reasons why I said those names and those calls in this Box and I'm too lazy to write it all. Actually there's too many. Actually there's too much.

Actually this big room is too noisy and getting more annoying by soon I gues. So I might take my iPod to close my ears down and get the bass down low #nyeh


Regards, Gita.

the 2nd Box

Si Boss tepat di depan muka gw. Di depan meja gw, di depan meja Mamase yang lagi gw tempatin tepatnya. Entah kenapa ya sama Boss yang satu ini ko rasanya semua hal jadi fake. Ya, PALSU. Noted. Udah masuk bulan ke dua si Boss ini baiknya minta ampun sama gw dan beberapa temen gw yang lain. Sayangnya pikiran buruk gw ini ko ya ga ilang-ilang walaupun udah selama itu dia berusaha berubah menjadi sedikit lebih baik ke anak buahnya. Berusaha? yakin amat gw! ahahaha. Anyway, let's see ada apa di bulan-bulan selanjutnya. Jangan sedih, bisa di bulan-bulan selanjutnya, bisa di minggu-minggu selanjutnya, bisa juga di hari-hari berikutnya, atau mungkin besok. BESOK = semua berubah seperti di Boss yg biasanya. Ya, whatsoever.

Kesebut Mamase ya? Abraham Timotius nama aslinya, namanya kadang diacak-acak sama anak-anak di kantor. Versinya banyak, semacam: Pak Bram, Pak Brampy, Mas Bram, Mas Brampy, Mamase, Prikitiuw, dan yang agak kenceng belakangan ini Timitius. lol. Orang ini DaVinci, suka ngasih kue cubit! Mantap!

Ouch, gw lupa, orang-orang di kantor gw memang hampir semuanya DaVinci. Oh no no, tidak semuanya DaVinci, sebagian bisa disebut DaVinci karena personality dan sikap mereka MAHAL harganya dalam hidup gw, tapi sebagian lagi bisa dibilang semacam "antik pinggiran", kenapa? karena murahan dalam hidup gw.

Tersinggung? Ooo Tidak Bissaaaaa kalo kata Sule. Blog gw kan? Suka-suka gw. hehe.

Sesuatu yang mahal dalam hidup (gw) biasanya akan jauh lebih tersimpan, dijaga dengan baik dan penuh effort dari pada sesuatu yang murahan. Sebenernya murahan konteksnya di sini sih bukan murahan berdasarkan value nya ya, tapi mungkin lebih ke "penghargaan" nya. Live Time Achievement kalo kata acara-acara Award, hehe. Dan buat gw, SESUATU sering kali bisa disamakan posisi dan progres nya dengan SESEORANG. Tapi tercatat ya, itu bagi GW :)


Dan untuk orang macam Boss gw ini, mungkin sampe detik ini beliau masih bertahan dalam box murahan gw. Dan ALHAMDULILLAH orangnya udah ga ada di depan muka gw lagi, udah kembali ke ruangannya mungkin, baguslah.

Now time for me to eat. Again????
Yasudahlah.


Regards, GTR.

My First Box

Made at about 11 at night just because I've been talking about some writing stuff with a friend of mine. Writing on blog of course. I heard about blogging and some ways to make blogs ages ago actually I got no interest at all. I have no idea why do I suddenly so interested on making this blog I just had. Well I hope this is good for me, or it could  be bad (in some part of condition) where I have nothing to do and too many things to throw up at the same time, lol. Anyway, just say Bismillah for my blog so hopefully it might be inspiring me and others or at least just stay as my little stories that can be opened by me one day by the time I get old :D

testing

this is the testing process of mine.