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My name is Hanif Adinugroho Widyanto, a final-year undergrad student at President University, Jababeka, majoring in International Business study. I was born at St. Boromeous Hospital, Bandung, on October 23, 1987. In the early years of my life, my father got a scholarship to continue his master's at Curtin University so our family moved and lived at Perth, Australia for about 3 1/2 years. That's when my brother born. I remember that I was just a couple of months away before I celebrated my 5th b'day when we returned to Indonesia. Having spent the year after at my granny's house at Tebet, our family finally settled (until today) at a decent house in Melati Mas Residence, Serpong, Tangerang. My educational background from kindergarten until junior high school was dominated with one name: Al-Azhar BSD. I had such fond memories back then, but it was when I finally got accepted at Taruna Nusantara Senior High School, a semi-military boarding school at Magelang, Central Java, that my life hit its critical u-turn and started to drastically change. I started to realize and identify my 'purpose' as a person in this ever-competitive life, a Moslem in such a changing society, and an Indonesian in a globalized era. Today, I'm currently working on my thesis regarding "Analysis of Major Due Diligence Determinants to Attract Foreign Direct Investments (FDI) on Toll-Road Public Private Partnerships (PPP) Projects" , which has completely drained my very-limited-capacity-when-it-comes-to-doing-thesis brain, to the extent where I'd rather sleep than working on it (huhuuu,, lousy procrastinator me as always,, I know T_T). On the other hand, I'm also involved with the "International Symposium in Commemoration of 100 Years of National Awakening Day" in Berlin, Germany; an international event which is hosted and organized by my friends at the Indonesian Student Association (PPI) in Germany. This blog is just a snapshot of my life's chronicle, and while "I" am naturally gonna be the dominant 'force' in this blog, but my story could also be about you. About the challenging yet amusing life that I always cherish and adore (and hate sometimes ^^;). About every step that I have to take, decisions that I have to make, options and alternatives that I've got to choose (sometimes at a spur-of-the-moment notice!!). But mostly, it's about life in general and how I put things into perspective. This could easily be my story, but one in which (hopefully) you could relate and share with me and the rest of the readers. "We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because we're curious and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths."Now you've heard my A-B-C, so what you think of me? ^__^ |
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It’s such a thrill to finally getting myself exposed to the so-called “working environment”, although later that week I started to realize how wearisome it was (and IS) to go back and forth from my dormitory at Cikarang, Bekasi to the office at Menara Batavia, a high-rise somewhere alongside the Sudirman St., Central Jakarta (about one-and-a-half-hour riding distance) – the very reason that I had to wake up before 4 o’clock in the crack of dawn to iron my clothes, take a shower, pray Shubuh, and all those dreary routines (except for the last mentioned of course *lol*) to catch up the 5.20 AM school bus from my campus heading to Jakarta. In the evening, I usually get home (to my dorm) at about 8.30 PM, but particularly for the first two working days every week (ie. Monday and Tuesday), I have to struggle even more for by the time I finish my shift at work, there would be no more “official” transportations available en route to Cikarang unless if I could be a little “creative” and “plucky” enough to get a ride (paid one of course) to my place. I still remember I’ve once got home at 1.30 AM in the morning because there’s no transportation left -_- huhuu,,,
particular round and to eventually point out my review and judgment on who’s winning the debate along with the valid reasons. At first, it was a total devastation. I’d say so because I wasn’t very much prepared for adjudicating – yet I was put in a room with Permata Harahap who is no other than one of the very co-founding fathers of debate in Indonesia!! I was very frantic at the time (kinda exaggerating laaah,, :P) that I blew my first chance of showing my aptitude and first impression in the competition,,|
let's tag along!! |
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