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September 2, 2014

Ogilvy Bunny

I know perhaps it's kinda odd to write a farewell letter to your previous company on your personal blog. And I know it IS very odd to write it after you resigned for more than 4 months ago. It's not like I didn't write anything back then. I did, one day before my last day. With the famous email-blast method haha. And also the hugs and hand-shakes I gave and received from my colleagues. However, I reckon that I still need to make a writing on my blog solely dedicated to my former chic, multinational employer. So here it is, an ode to Ogilvy.
Hmm... Where do I begin? Probably let's start from the moment I knew about the name, Ogilvy, itself. So throwback to when I was still in my last year of uni, I met my good friend Ari and caught up about what she had been doing lately. She was like, "Oh yea I work as a PR (Public Relations) at this advertising agency called Ogilvy." I honestly still didn't get what she said at that point, because my final thesis was the only thing floating in my head. Fast forward to the period after I graduate...

June 29, 2014

Happy Birthday

I walked down full of uncertainty
Searching for a form of a remedy
Then when you looked at me
It's the second I knew exactly

We build this fort hand in hand
Trying to figure out what is God's plan
I predicted our future like a mad man
You brought me down on my own stand

I, then, finally came to a sudden conclusion
A conclusion that wasn't meant to be a finale

I lost
You found me
And I thought I found you
But not really
I keep blinding myself
Although the answer is 'eventually'

It hurts
I can feel the pain
But I know
This won't come again

You make me happy
You're a burst of joy to me
I cherish every moment with you
And yes, I enjoy to roll with you too

So let's fly
Together to the sky
I'll go with our flow
Till the time for us slow

And until then
This isn't the end
I merely want to say
Hey, Happy Birthday

June 19, 2014

New Vlogs and Tag Videos

Recently I have been editing old videos containing some vlogs (video blogs) I did in several occasions. Also, I tried to shamelessly participate in a 'video tag' that has been going round on YouTube for years now.

Here they are:





If you wanna see more of my mediocre videos, you can visit my channel here.

March 17, 2014

"Mother Nature is a serial killer. No one's better. More creative. Like all serial killers, she can't help but the urge to want to get caught. But what good are all those brilliant crimes if no one takes the credit? So she leaves crumbs. Now the hard part, while you spent decades in school, is seeing the crumbs for the clues they are. Sometimes the thing you thought was the most brutal aspect of the virus, turns out to be the chink in its armor. And she loves disguising her weaknesses as strengths. She's a bitch."
- Andrew Fassbach, 23, Virologist from Harvard - World War Z

January 5, 2014

Sketch

Just found out that I was featured in a blog of my friend from France way back in Feb 2013. He took one of my pics on Facebook and made a twist by adding a creepy hand pretending to choke me or something from behind. So talented. Check out his blog: Claudiu Cornea.

December 30, 2013

Shake me!

Another weird ass shit from Japan. Very fun.

TRY IT AND SAY WHEEEEEEE!

December 27, 2013


"And that is how Wisteria Lane became my final resting place. My ashes were spread over grass I had once walked on, beneath trees that had once given me shade, on top of roses I once admired, and beside fences I once gossiped over. And after my friends had finished saying goodbye, a wind came along and took what was left of me into the air. As I looked down on the world I began to let go of it. I l
et go of white picket fences, and cars and driveways, coffee cups and vacuum cleaners. I let go of all those things which seemed so ordinary, but when you put them together, they make up a life, a life that really was one-of-a-kind. I’ll tell you something: It’s not hard to die when you know you have lived. And I did. Oh, how I lived."
Edie Britt, A Former Desperate Housewife