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Paspor dengan anggukan dan kedipan mata

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Written by Veriy

January 27th, 2010 at 3:26 pm

Posted in jakarta,life

My Plan in this year

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In July last year, I defended my thesis in front of two professors: Prof. Matthias Jarke from Informatik 5 RWTH Aachen and Prof. Marcus Specht from Open University, Heerlen. After defending my thesis, I encountered another crossroad of my life. Would I continue my degree to higher level, e.g., pursuing Ph.D. degree or working in industry.

Then, I applied to several companies, from small to big enterprises. And you know what, they rejected me ^^ With several reasons, like:
1. Due to visa problem. They expected me to have a working visa. However, I can not give them one since I only have temporary visa. I could have a working visa, if I could show a working contract to Germany Foreign Ministry. So its like chicken-egg problem. I cant get working visa since I dont have a working contract, and I cant have a working ontract since I dont have a working visa.
2. Financial crisis. A company manager has promised me a position within his company. He really needs a capable (ehemm.. :p) programmer to work in a project in his company. We have discussed the project and almost came to a conclusion. However, suddenly global financial crisis came and suddenly the project got canceled and he could not offer me the promised position.
3. German languange. Naturally, if you want to work in german company, you need to be able to talk and write fluently in german. Or at least you could communicate using german language. And that is my weakest point. I hardly could talk german at all. I know several words and idioms but I have difficulty to use it fluently. My grammar sucks
4. Found another more suited candidate: Na ja...can not complain about this ^^

Wow..suddenly I already wrote a lot. Anyway, after encountering problem to go into industry, I tried to do Doktorand or Ph.D. I applied to some university and I received some rejections. There is one professor who eagerly asked for someone to work on his project and naturally I applied for that position. He and his colleagues interviewed me then said that he would give me an answer within 2 weeks. Four weeks passed by without any news. When I asked him again about it, he said "I would talk to my colleagues about you". What the!!!!! I got disappointed and I stopped pursuing the position within his project.

If Allah has decided, then it'll happen. I applied for Ph.D. position again..this time, I applied to outside Germany, Austria. I was accepted with condition: I need to have a scholarship. Alhamdulillah, I got it. I would start my phd career on november 2009. I hope I could succeed. I am still anxious n afraid of what would come. I could only pray for the best and strive for the rest ^^

Written by Eka Afrina

May 18th, 2009 at 2:08 am

Posted in life,phd,plan

My Plan in this year

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In July last year, I defended my thesis in front of two professors: Prof. Matthias Jarke from Informatik 5 RWTH Aachen and Prof. Marcus Specht from Open University, Heerlen. After defending my thesis, I encountered another crossroad of my life. Would I continue my degree to higher level, e.g., pursuing Ph.D. degree or working in industry.

Then, I applied to several companies, from small to big enterprises. And you know what, they rejected me ^^ With several reasons, like:
1. Due to visa problem. They expected me to have a working visa. However, I can not give them one since I only have temporary visa. I could have a working visa, if I could show a working contract to Germany Foreign Ministry. So its like chicken-egg problem. I cant get working visa since I dont have a working contract, and I cant have a working ontract since I dont have a working visa.
2. Financial crisis. A company manager has promised me a position within his company. He really needs a capable (ehemm.. :p) programmer to work in a project in his company. We have discussed the project and almost came to a conclusion. However, suddenly global financial crisis came and suddenly the project got canceled and he could not offer me the promised position.
3. German languange. Naturally, if you want to work in german company, you need to be able to talk and write fluently in german. Or at least you could communicate using german language. And that is my weakest point. I hardly could talk german at all. I know several words and idioms but I have difficulty to use it fluently. My grammar sucks
4. Found another more suited candidate: Na ja...can not complain about this ^^

Wow..suddenly I already wrote a lot. Anyway, after encountering problem to go into industry, I tried to do Doktorand or Ph.D. I applied to some university and I received some rejections. There is one professor who eagerly asked for someone to work on his project and naturally I applied for that position. He and his colleagues interviewed me then said that he would give me an answer within 2 weeks. Four weeks passed by without any news. When I asked him again about it, he said "I would talk to my colleagues about you". What the!!!!! I got disappointed and I stopped pursuing the position within his project.

If Allah has decided, then it'll happen. I applied for Ph.D. position again..this time, I applied to outside Germany, Austria. I was accepted with condition: I need to have a scholarship. Alhamdulillah, I got it. I would start my phd career on november 2009. I hope I could succeed. I am still anxious n afraid of what would come. I could only pray for the best and strive for the rest ^^

Written by Mohammad Ridwan Agustiawan

May 18th, 2009 at 2:08 am

Posted in life,phd,plan

Suddenly Racist

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Wew....what a terrible day. I just realized that sometimes I can became an ugly, hatefull racist. What I mean with racist? In my own definition, Racist is someone who thought the difference in race as a bad thing, like what I did yesterday.

I went to my campus to work on my master thesis. However, most of my plan (to work there) were ruined, since I could not meet with the network and computer administrator. I really needed to create an (UNIX) account to work in my institut's laboratory. It was a bad day. And then I logged in using my windows account. When I was working, suddenly a chinese student entered the lab room and spoke not really loud to two of his friends. Since I was concentrating on my work, I felt annoyed. In my mind, I shouted "WTF, you just came in here, disturb my concentration and speak the language I dont understand (chinese...I think). Huh..chinese!". Felt distrubed, I did not feel like to work anymore and then I decided to go home.

In halte bus (bus terminal?), I found three people talking. When I stood near them, I acknowledged their languange, its english. But when I heard them talking, I felt something weird in their conversation. Basically, they argued about the stupidity of Steve Jobs to share the codes of Mac to his rival, Bill Gates, in the beginning of PC history. OK, that's not the problem. But then again, I heard an indian (or pakistan person?) who argued really hard almost without giving any chances to his friends to talk back. I felt really annoyed with his accent (why the accent? maybe because it is very funny) and his behaviour. Then I shouted (again...only in my mind), "Indians!!!".

When I think again, I felt really bad. I threw all of those words just because my day was really bad. However, it was not a good reason to just throw all bad words and become a racist. Actually, I should also think my own condition. If in a bus, I talk with my fellow Indonesians, I think other people would also think "what kind of languange is that?" and perhaps they will also think that the Indonesian language and accent are very funny.

Written by Eka Afrina

November 21st, 2007 at 10:51 pm

Posted in aachen,life,opinion

Suddenly Racist

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Wew....what a terrible day. I just realized that sometimes I can became an ugly, hatefull racist. What I mean with racist? In my own definition, Racist is someone who thought the difference in race as a bad thing, like what I did yesterday.

I went to my campus to work on my master thesis. However, most of my plan (to work there) were ruined, since I could not meet with the network and computer administrator. I really needed to create an (UNIX) account to work in my institut's laboratory. It was a bad day. And then I logged in using my windows account. When I was working, suddenly a chinese student entered the lab room and spoke not really loud to two of his friends. Since I was concentrating on my work, I felt annoyed. In my mind, I shouted "WTF, you just came in here, disturb my concentration and speak the language I dont understand (chinese...I think). Huh..chinese!". Felt distrubed, I did not feel like to work anymore and then I decided to go home.

In halte bus (bus terminal?), I found three people talking. When I stood near them, I acknowledged their languange, its english. But when I heard them talking, I felt something weird in their conversation. Basically, they argued about the stupidity of Steve Jobs to share the codes of Mac to his rival, Bill Gates, in the beginning of PC history. OK, that's not the problem. But then again, I heard an indian (or pakistan person?) who argued really hard almost without giving any chances to his friends to talk back. I felt really annoyed with his accent (why the accent? maybe because it is very funny) and his behaviour. Then I shouted (again...only in my mind), "Indians!!!".

When I think again, I felt really bad. I threw all of those words just because my day was really bad. However, it was not a good reason to just throw all bad words and become a racist. Actually, I should also think my own condition. If in a bus, I talk with my fellow Indonesians, I think other people would also think "what kind of languange is that?" and perhaps they will also think that the Indonesian language and accent are very funny.

Written by Mohammad Ridwan Agustiawan

November 21st, 2007 at 10:51 pm

Posted in aachen,life,opinion

Mother

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Mother...

I used to think that you are too strict to me. You are often mad at me. You always thought of me as careless kid. Still, I can not hate you. Especially, when my religion says that I need to respect my parents, especially my mother. I also thought that you were too hard-headed (or block-headed?), like my self. Of course I inherit that personality, because both of my parents are hard-headed. But, I still respect you.

Then, I knew that you seldom bought things for your own because you always think about me. You concern about my future, about my wedding ceremony (later...), about my life which often distract your good-night-sleep. Moreover, my brother had to tell a lot of things just to encourage you to buy somethings for yourself.

I just realized that it is so nice of you, Mother, to worry and think of meabove yours. I also regret now when I remember those times I made you cry and hurt your feeling. I take back all my bad words of you, Mother.

I love you...

Cirebon, August 4th 2007.


If only today were mother day, then I would present this writing for you.

Written by Eka Afrina

August 4th, 2007 at 3:28 am

Posted in contemplation,life

Mother

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Mother...

I used to think that you are too strict to me. You are often mad at me. You always thought of me as careless kid. Still, I can not hate you. Especially, when my religion says that I need to respect my parents, especially my mother. I also thought that you were too hard-headed (or block-headed?), like my self. Of course I inherit that personality, because both of my parents are hard-headed. But, I still respect you.

Then, I knew that you seldom bought things for your own because you always think about me. You concern about my future, about my wedding ceremony (later...), about my life which often distract your good-night-sleep. Moreover, my brother had to tell a lot of things just to encourage you to buy somethings for yourself.

I just realized that it is so nice of you, Mother, to worry and think of meabove yours. I also regret now when I remember those times I made you cry and hurt your feeling. I take back all my bad words of you, Mother.

I love you...

Cirebon, August 4th 2007.


If only today were mother day, then I would present this writing for you.

Written by mridwana

August 4th, 2007 at 3:28 am

Posted in contemplation,life

Home Sweet Home

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At last....after two years (In fact, only 1 year 11 months) in Aachen, I came home. Now, I surfed internet using my father's computer and internet connection ^^. Wow, I just realized that there's been a lot of changes to my home town and also my house. Still, I really love them.

I remember that one time, I accompanied three of my best friends in Aachen (Ija, Indra n Jafir) I thought who would accompany me later when I would fly back to Indonesia. Would I be alone? or would there be other friends to accompany me? I also remember that my friend, Astrid, told me that if I could not be accompanied by them, I could still ask them to pick me up. Hehe, nice one

However, bad thought did not happened. When I was going to go to Frankfurt flughafen (flughafen = airport), I was accompanied by many people, even though they accompanied only till Koeln. I was really happy and touched, since I've never known that it would not be happened. I really appreciate of what they did.

Even when I reached Jakarta, I also encountered another surprise. Not only all of my family are there to pick me up, but also some of my best friends. They came even though they knew that I would be picked up by my family. Thanks a lot guys and girls.

Thank you my friends.....

PS: if you found out that I rarely updated my blog in August 2007, you knew right away why I do that right? ^_^ I am on holiday....


Cirebon, August 4th 2007


at 3 am in the morning, remembering you:
all my friends...Ai, Inov, Ilma-Widya-Naura, Ankandri, Astrid, Newin, Agus, Ija, Jafir, Irfa, Tammy, of course you too my best friend, Willy.
and of course, my family....

Written by Eka Afrina

August 4th, 2007 at 3:13 am

Home Sweet Home

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At last....after two years (In fact, only 1 year 11 months) in Aachen, I came home. Now, I surfed internet using my father's computer and internet connection ^^. Wow, I just realized that there's been a lot of changes to my home town and also my house. Still, I really love them.

I remember that one time, I accompanied three of my best friends in Aachen (Ija, Indra n Jafir) I thought who would accompany me later when I would fly back to Indonesia. Would I be alone? or would there be other friends to accompany me? I also remember that my friend, Astrid, told me that if I could not be accompanied by them, I could still ask them to pick me up. Hehe, nice one

However, bad thought did not happened. When I was going to go to Frankfurt flughafen (flughafen = airport), I was accompanied by many people, even though they accompanied only till Koeln. I was really happy and touched, since I've never known that it would not be happened. I really appreciate of what they did.

Even when I reached Jakarta, I also encountered another surprise. Not only all of my family are there to pick me up, but also some of my best friends. They came even though they knew that I would be picked up by my family. Thanks a lot guys and girls.

Thank you my friends.....

PS: if you found out that I rarely updated my blog in August 2007, you knew right away why I do that right? ^_^ I am on holiday....


Cirebon, August 4th 2007


at 3 am in the morning, remembering you:
all my friends...Ai, Inov, Ilma-Widya-Naura, Ankandri, Astrid, Newin, Agus, Ija, Jafir, Irfa, Tammy, of course you too my best friend, Willy.
and of course, my family....

Written by mridwana

August 4th, 2007 at 3:13 am

Take initiative

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Sometimes I think that there exists people who in my life I consider as weird ones. One example of them is a person who always blames others.

In my opinion, these people are weird. I think that all people are responsible for their own actions and for their own decisions they took. So it is an absurd thing, weird, nonsense and outrageous if someone blames the others for anything he/she did (or did not do).

The easiest case I encounter and see with my own eyes is my self, used to be. Once, my informatics friends (Informatics ITB 99) planed to camp in Manglayang (a camping base near sumedang-bandung, Indonesia). Hearing the news, I gave no cares and only thought "Camping is boring. It only brings pain to my feet and no great experiences can be achieved by doing it.". However, I was wrong.

Based of my participants' story, they experienced some hearth-throbbing adventures, between life-and-death to be exact. Hearing the stories, the first thing I thought is "Damnit! Why did they not ask me to join them? I'd like to obtain those kinds of adventures and experiences.". Weird, huh! I think that my thought that time is really weird. Just think, did I really want to experience such horrible adventures? Did I really have the guts to face them?

I think, if I have the chance to experience them, at that time I will blame everyone who've asked me to join the expedition. So, in whichever condition (join or not join the expedition), I would still blame others. If I joined and faced the situation, I would blame the inisiators. If I rejected (and I did) then I heard the stories, I would blame the one who asked me to join but not asked me more forcefully. Huheueuhe

Anyway, after some contemplation, I realized that basically the one to be blamed is my self. When the invitation is received, rather than actively pursued the detail information and registered, I only waited to be asked (like an important person ^^). I have no initiatives to actively participate. So, if I missed an important and heart-throbbing once in a lifetime moment, that was my own mistake. I had no rights to blame others.

In one of important event in my life, SIAWARE 5, I realized that everything in life is a choice. To be success (with any kind of definition of success or whether Allah SWT grants it) is a choice. To become a failure in life, on the other hand, is also a choice. If I want to become a fluent writer but don't have initiative or want to allocate time to learn writings, that is my own mistake. If I want to become good orator but too timid and passive to learn to elaborate ideas, thats also my own mistake. If I took a hard,difficult thesis topic and not diligently study and do heartfully, of course it's my own mistake.

Then, if I heard a similar story, which reminds me of my old self case, I will say "Take initiatives, please!!!!"

Written by mridwana

July 28th, 2007 at 1:51 am

Posted in contemplation,life