A bit late to go over this, but I went to Singapore around 2 weeks ago. I thought I could start the great 2010 by seeing one of my favorite bands playing live right before my eyes, but turned out, The Killers ain't feeling my vibe. They canceled the gig. Sure, the promotor promised refunds and the band promised to reschedule. Yeah sure. Like I can pull plane tickets and hotel out of my ear anytime.
Anyway, since plane tickets had been bought and hotel had been paid for, Pedhe, Bangun and I went anyway. We totally pulled off the cliche epitome of tourists. Do things that I don't think locals want to do. We went up to see the whole town from the Singapore Flyer, went sightseeing on land AND water with the expensive/tacky/cool Duck Tour, and went wild...life, that is, on a Night Safari trip. Shopped a little between this and that. Well, you know, a getaway always feels nice.
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On to lately. New lives are in the horizon for some friends. Some are facing (hopefully good) separations, some are facing (hopefully great) matrimonies. Which brings me to,
One of my dearest, best, besties is getting married! Just like Hector, the first of the gang! Feeling very excited, and well, a bit surreal.
Thanks to her plan, the gang was reunited last Saturday at my place. We spent a few hours catching up. Not too long, because that's what you get when you grow up--a timed friendship. However, it was still endearing. I missed the feeling so much.
Anyway, the rest of us were blasting this friend of mine with questions about wedding and stuff. At some point, Ped and I were giddily browsing through a throng of bridesmaid dresses on the web.
And man, have we grown up or what.
We've traded choosing prom dresses for bridesmaid dresses. Surreal. I feel happy, excited, and a slight pang. Will we ever count points for yellow cars again? Will we ever squeeze ourselves into a little booth and take pictures again--ones that perhaps will last longer than habits. Will we ever count down for the new years and awkwardly hug it out afterward?
But other than that, I've found the fabulous design for my dress. Yayy!
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The nitbits of lately would involve:
- Me, being able to say, "I'm with the band". Seriously. My musically-gifted friends, Ingga, Bangun, Ebonk and Bapet are forming a band. We... well, THEY, have practiced twice so far. Heheh. Me? Ped and I are looking closely for any crack to squeeze ourselves in. I want to sing and keyboarding--but I think the guys ain't feeling my vibe. So for now, I'm the self-proclaimed photographer of the band. Tee-hee.
- I wrote something a while ago, lyrics, if you may. And a dear friend of mine has composed a cool song out of it. I really want to post the song and the name of my friend, but she's shy (yeaaah, right).
- Working on doodles to illustrate a friend's work. Really excited, but very uninspired. I've been browsing through some illustrators' websites these few days for inspiration. But maaan, I feel small. I still have a lot of learning to do! And while I really, really want to spend hours and hours sketching and erasing and crumpling papers til I get it right, I can't afford to do so. Mwew.
- I finally bought a TLR camera I had always wanted. Secondhand, from Sophan. Still haven't got the hang of it, though. But, yeah, again, excited!
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I wrote many "excited" in the post, but somehow I feel bottled up. I better go and open the shade of my window,
Toodles,
-R.
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
Monday, January 04, 2010
i'll stop the world and melt with you, you've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
Time for 2009 year in review!
- Got into a quarrel with someone significant. It was prolly my lowest low of 2009. But then things were patched up, and we're still learning to make it work. It's all about making it work.
- Several Kota Toea trips in 2009. Let's recap. First one was when Ima was in town. Took pictures, rode old bikes, and wasted money on the pretentious Kafe Batavia. Second one was the night tour with Gem, Imel and Achel. Visited old buildings and had some late afternoon tea on the rooftop of Bank Mandiri museum, overlooking the giant-jukebox-like Stasiun Kota. Third one was the bike tour. This one was held during a hot, sunny day, but it was less tiring because we were on bikes. And the last one was the rijstaffel thing. Dinner and watching fireworks from the rooftop. Super nice.
- Concerts of 2009: Jason Mraz at the Java Jazz Festival. Good, but pretty forgettable. And I still can't say that I've found a soft spot for Java Jazz. Then there was Coldplay in Hongkong. This one was one of the highest highs of 2009! Beautiful, beautiful night! Next was Jamiroquai at Sentul...something. Pretty good, but still so-so. Last ones were Mew and Third Eye Blind at the Javarockinland Festival. Mew was mesmerizing. Stephen Jenkins was kinda idiotic, but he had me at "I'm packed and I'm holding" so I was smitten.
- Nilam gave birth to the mischievous-looking Eijaz!
- Organizing a welcome-back, mustache-themed hoopla for Sindro!
- JW Marriott and Ritz Carlton bombings in July. Very uncalled for. One of the lows of 2009. I had to give up my long weekend to work 8 days straight! Juggling journalists, policemen, and one evil boss.
- The Department of Foreign Affairs recruitment. I flunked the 1st test. But Imel passed all tests! Hooray! I'm so going to make her save a spot for me there! Hahaha.
- The Kampung Utan clan tradition of pesta liburan on the 3rd day of lebaran.
- Cooking and baking and concocting a Monas picnic for Gem's birthday. Fun!
- Turning 25. What the...
- Reuni geng komplit. Twice. For 5-45 minutes at people's weddings.
- I need one more reconfirmation, but according to one doctor, I am cured from that... lung-infecting disease. Yay!
- Watched Teater Sastra UI performed Macbeth at Taman Ismail Marzuki. One of the longest 4 hours in my life. Thank god, meeting some people made it worth the while.
- Watched the oriental circus at Margonda! Happy pills in the middle of the week.
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Overall, 2009 was full with ups and downs. I had some highlights but can't help feeling like I haven't done enough. Howeverrrrr. I did have the best closure for 2009 and a good start for 2010.
I spent last week backpacking to this beach in West Java called Ujung Genteng, then off to Jogjakarta. To be honest, I also brought a quite large travel bag aside from my backpack. But still.
There were obstacles, like people cancelling on us and trying to get a permission from mom. But eventually, on Tuesday, Gema and I ditched this tired town and off we went.
We took a bus to Sukabumi from Lebak Bulus, but we got off in Cibadak, because supposedly it was easier to get a bus to Surade. See, Surade is the closest thing you get to civilization around Ujung Genteng. The bus to Surade showed up about an hour after we got to Cibadak. But it was lunch time anyway, so we knew what to do to kill time. The bus to Surade was AC-less, and jampacked. We had to sit on a cushion, on the floor. Yep. Just cushion. On the floor. For four hours. Fortunately, I still had some energy and excitement to get me through the ride. The rollercoaster-like ride, if I might add.
When we got to Surade, it was already late in the afternoon, and the minibus to Ujung Genteng was nowhere to be found. Soooo, ojek was our chariot to get to Ujung Genteng. I never thought I'd say this, but turned out, traveling more or less 20 km on a motorcycle with the wind and subtle drizzle on your face, with no dust and no exhaust from metro minis, plus the promise of a beach not far ahead, felt really liberating.
We finally got to the hotel, Pondok Hexa, and checked in to the cheapest room we could get. It was Rp 200,000/night, peak season. To tell you the truth, it was crappy. No blankets, there was only one light in the room--which was dimmer than a candle, I think, no trash can, and the bathroom was... meh. But I had expected the worst and I was pretty gutsy then, so it was the Bahamas Hilton for me.
A little tip, don't eat at the hotel's restaurant. We spent Rp 60,000 on too-sweet fried rice, fried noodle and very weird-tasting calamari dish. From that moment on, we chose to eat at some warung across the street from the hotel. It cost us Rp 13,000-22,000 for tasty homecooked meals.
There were many offers from the local guides-slash-tukang ojek to go to the near tourist spots. But since we were on a budget, and there was no ATM around, we had to carefully picked our destinations.
Confused from figuring out how to spend our money, we took a walk on the beach. And man, a very long walk it was! The beach was very serene and the water was very clean. You can see small fish swimming below the surface! Prettyyy.
Later that day, after my constant nagging, Gem and I almost agreed to watch a turtle laying an egg that night. You see there was a turtle park not far from my hotel. But then, our plan changed when we learned that aside from watching turtles laying eggs, we could also release turtle babies to the ocean that afternoon. So we opted for the latter.
And maaan, are turtle babies cute or what. I've grown attached to my turtle baby during the 3 minutes I held it--and the name is Kuri, by the way.
The next day, already we should pack up to hit the road once more. But first we made a quick stop at the Cikaso waterfalls. That was my 1st time seeing actual waterfalls, so I was totally in awe. It was like a vast wonder! Now waterfalls enthusiasts kinda make sense for me.
To get to the waterfalls, we needed to take a 5-min boat ride through this wide river with nothing but trees and highlands around it. Again, serene and very relaxing. And there were butterflies! They practically fluttering around everywhere. Very, very nice.
Afterwards, it was back on the road again. Motorbikes, busses... Sucky schedules and timing, sucky busses and ugly traffic made us go to Bogor-Jakarta-Magelang, and everything in between before we finally reached Jogjakarta the next day. My uncle and his family were there, so they took us in their hotel rooms. Yay, free accommodation!
However, our time in Jogja was very limited. So we had dinner at this warung oseng-oseng mercon (good food on a budget). And afterwards, we went sightseeing around on a becak and finally settled on the Vredenberg fortress. Too bad it was closed already. Luckily, there was this Jogja Biannale thing. So we got to see some art installation here and there. There were also street shows! God, I love the atmosphere.
On the last day, we only had time to go to this silver shop with the nicest shopkeepers. And. Thanks to Gema's Jogja-based friends, Ahmad and his girlfriend, we got to see the Prambanan temple! Beautiful and again, a real wonder. Seeing the temples, thinking about the myth behind it and imagining its haydays were magical.
Anyways. Time to go home. This time, we booked a travel minibus, thinking the driver would deliver us back to my home. Not so. There were a problem with the car, and we had to take more bus rides.
What I conclude from the holiday is, after 5 days--including more or less 36 hours on the road, 7 bus rides, 2 distant ojek rides, and 2 minibus rides, my mood was still much, much better than after my daily 45-min comfortable car ride home from the office. Go figure.
As for the last minutes of 2009, I spent it on a bus to Jogja, half asleep.
*20 minutes to midnight*
Me: Is it new year yet?
Gem: In 20 minutes.
*Back to sleep*
*10 minutes to midnight*
Me: Is it new year yet?
Gem: In 10 minutes.
*Back to sleep*
Finally,
Me, awake once more: Is it new year yet?
Gem, looked at the time: It's 12.10, happy new year.
Me: Happy new year.
*And we went back to sleep*
...
But still. Couldn't be happier =)
Here's to the fabulous 2010 to come! *cheers*
- Got into a quarrel with someone significant. It was prolly my lowest low of 2009. But then things were patched up, and we're still learning to make it work. It's all about making it work.
- Several Kota Toea trips in 2009. Let's recap. First one was when Ima was in town. Took pictures, rode old bikes, and wasted money on the pretentious Kafe Batavia. Second one was the night tour with Gem, Imel and Achel. Visited old buildings and had some late afternoon tea on the rooftop of Bank Mandiri museum, overlooking the giant-jukebox-like Stasiun Kota. Third one was the bike tour. This one was held during a hot, sunny day, but it was less tiring because we were on bikes. And the last one was the rijstaffel thing. Dinner and watching fireworks from the rooftop. Super nice.
- Concerts of 2009: Jason Mraz at the Java Jazz Festival. Good, but pretty forgettable. And I still can't say that I've found a soft spot for Java Jazz. Then there was Coldplay in Hongkong. This one was one of the highest highs of 2009! Beautiful, beautiful night! Next was Jamiroquai at Sentul...something. Pretty good, but still so-so. Last ones were Mew and Third Eye Blind at the Javarockinland Festival. Mew was mesmerizing. Stephen Jenkins was kinda idiotic, but he had me at "I'm packed and I'm holding" so I was smitten.
- Nilam gave birth to the mischievous-looking Eijaz!
- Organizing a welcome-back, mustache-themed hoopla for Sindro!
- JW Marriott and Ritz Carlton bombings in July. Very uncalled for. One of the lows of 2009. I had to give up my long weekend to work 8 days straight! Juggling journalists, policemen, and one evil boss.
- The Department of Foreign Affairs recruitment. I flunked the 1st test. But Imel passed all tests! Hooray! I'm so going to make her save a spot for me there! Hahaha.
- The Kampung Utan clan tradition of pesta liburan on the 3rd day of lebaran.
- Cooking and baking and concocting a Monas picnic for Gem's birthday. Fun!
- Turning 25. What the...
- Reuni geng komplit. Twice. For 5-45 minutes at people's weddings.
- I need one more reconfirmation, but according to one doctor, I am cured from that... lung-infecting disease. Yay!
- Watched Teater Sastra UI performed Macbeth at Taman Ismail Marzuki. One of the longest 4 hours in my life. Thank god, meeting some people made it worth the while.
- Watched the oriental circus at Margonda! Happy pills in the middle of the week.
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Overall, 2009 was full with ups and downs. I had some highlights but can't help feeling like I haven't done enough. Howeverrrrr. I did have the best closure for 2009 and a good start for 2010.
I spent last week backpacking to this beach in West Java called Ujung Genteng, then off to Jogjakarta. To be honest, I also brought a quite large travel bag aside from my backpack. But still.
There were obstacles, like people cancelling on us and trying to get a permission from mom. But eventually, on Tuesday, Gema and I ditched this tired town and off we went.
We took a bus to Sukabumi from Lebak Bulus, but we got off in Cibadak, because supposedly it was easier to get a bus to Surade. See, Surade is the closest thing you get to civilization around Ujung Genteng. The bus to Surade showed up about an hour after we got to Cibadak. But it was lunch time anyway, so we knew what to do to kill time. The bus to Surade was AC-less, and jampacked. We had to sit on a cushion, on the floor. Yep. Just cushion. On the floor. For four hours. Fortunately, I still had some energy and excitement to get me through the ride. The rollercoaster-like ride, if I might add.
When we got to Surade, it was already late in the afternoon, and the minibus to Ujung Genteng was nowhere to be found. Soooo, ojek was our chariot to get to Ujung Genteng. I never thought I'd say this, but turned out, traveling more or less 20 km on a motorcycle with the wind and subtle drizzle on your face, with no dust and no exhaust from metro minis, plus the promise of a beach not far ahead, felt really liberating.
We finally got to the hotel, Pondok Hexa, and checked in to the cheapest room we could get. It was Rp 200,000/night, peak season. To tell you the truth, it was crappy. No blankets, there was only one light in the room--which was dimmer than a candle, I think, no trash can, and the bathroom was... meh. But I had expected the worst and I was pretty gutsy then, so it was the Bahamas Hilton for me.
A little tip, don't eat at the hotel's restaurant. We spent Rp 60,000 on too-sweet fried rice, fried noodle and very weird-tasting calamari dish. From that moment on, we chose to eat at some warung across the street from the hotel. It cost us Rp 13,000-22,000 for tasty homecooked meals.
There were many offers from the local guides-slash-tukang ojek to go to the near tourist spots. But since we were on a budget, and there was no ATM around, we had to carefully picked our destinations.
Confused from figuring out how to spend our money, we took a walk on the beach. And man, a very long walk it was! The beach was very serene and the water was very clean. You can see small fish swimming below the surface! Prettyyy.
Later that day, after my constant nagging, Gem and I almost agreed to watch a turtle laying an egg that night. You see there was a turtle park not far from my hotel. But then, our plan changed when we learned that aside from watching turtles laying eggs, we could also release turtle babies to the ocean that afternoon. So we opted for the latter.
And maaan, are turtle babies cute or what. I've grown attached to my turtle baby during the 3 minutes I held it--and the name is Kuri, by the way.
The next day, already we should pack up to hit the road once more. But first we made a quick stop at the Cikaso waterfalls. That was my 1st time seeing actual waterfalls, so I was totally in awe. It was like a vast wonder! Now waterfalls enthusiasts kinda make sense for me.
To get to the waterfalls, we needed to take a 5-min boat ride through this wide river with nothing but trees and highlands around it. Again, serene and very relaxing. And there were butterflies! They practically fluttering around everywhere. Very, very nice.
Afterwards, it was back on the road again. Motorbikes, busses... Sucky schedules and timing, sucky busses and ugly traffic made us go to Bogor-Jakarta-Magelang, and everything in between before we finally reached Jogjakarta the next day. My uncle and his family were there, so they took us in their hotel rooms. Yay, free accommodation!
However, our time in Jogja was very limited. So we had dinner at this warung oseng-oseng mercon (good food on a budget). And afterwards, we went sightseeing around on a becak and finally settled on the Vredenberg fortress. Too bad it was closed already. Luckily, there was this Jogja Biannale thing. So we got to see some art installation here and there. There were also street shows! God, I love the atmosphere.
On the last day, we only had time to go to this silver shop with the nicest shopkeepers. And. Thanks to Gema's Jogja-based friends, Ahmad and his girlfriend, we got to see the Prambanan temple! Beautiful and again, a real wonder. Seeing the temples, thinking about the myth behind it and imagining its haydays were magical.
Anyways. Time to go home. This time, we booked a travel minibus, thinking the driver would deliver us back to my home. Not so. There were a problem with the car, and we had to take more bus rides.
What I conclude from the holiday is, after 5 days--including more or less 36 hours on the road, 7 bus rides, 2 distant ojek rides, and 2 minibus rides, my mood was still much, much better than after my daily 45-min comfortable car ride home from the office. Go figure.
As for the last minutes of 2009, I spent it on a bus to Jogja, half asleep.
*20 minutes to midnight*
Me: Is it new year yet?
Gem: In 20 minutes.
*Back to sleep*
*10 minutes to midnight*
Me: Is it new year yet?
Gem: In 10 minutes.
*Back to sleep*
Finally,
Me, awake once more: Is it new year yet?
Gem, looked at the time: It's 12.10, happy new year.
Me: Happy new year.
*And we went back to sleep*
...
But still. Couldn't be happier =)
Here's to the fabulous 2010 to come! *cheers*
Friday, December 04, 2009
maybe this mattress will spin on its axis and find me on yours
New blog template! Mwew!
Look forward to a change of the picture and wallpaper.
On to my life. The kinds of entertainment I've had lately:
- Macbeth at Taman Ismail Marzuki. Should I be honest or be nice? Can't do both. Let's just say, the highlight was meeting some friends and old faces from college days.
- Twilight saga marathon. It's so bad it's funny.
- 100 Kata book launching. Won myself two 100 Kata mugs. Yay!
- And... Circus! I watched the Oriental Circus in Depok last night! And while it wasn't some fancy schmancy cirque du soleil, it was the best happy pill ever! I was really amused by the animals and acrobats and things. Will post pictures if they come out right.
Mkay, I really can't compose a decent writing right now. So,
See you later! Smooches.
Look forward to a change of the picture and wallpaper.
On to my life. The kinds of entertainment I've had lately:
- Macbeth at Taman Ismail Marzuki. Should I be honest or be nice? Can't do both. Let's just say, the highlight was meeting some friends and old faces from college days.
- Twilight saga marathon. It's so bad it's funny.
- 100 Kata book launching. Won myself two 100 Kata mugs. Yay!
- And... Circus! I watched the Oriental Circus in Depok last night! And while it wasn't some fancy schmancy cirque du soleil, it was the best happy pill ever! I was really amused by the animals and acrobats and things. Will post pictures if they come out right.
Mkay, I really can't compose a decent writing right now. So,
See you later! Smooches.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
both under influence, we had divine scent
Good morning.
I'm 25 now. Well, I have been so for a week now. 25 doesn't have a fun ring to it, does it? Like this is it, *put on scary voice* Welcome to the crappy world of money management hassles, of early bedtime, of stiff bones and muscles, of secretly envying the 19-21 years old.
But at least, it's not 40.
No hoopla this year. Kinda short on cash. But I had a nice joint-celebration dinner with Imel (and her good news to celebrate), Nandia and Nilam. And Eijaz plus Mbak Bar too. Seriously, you can never have too much of girl-talk moments. It's therapeutic. Let's have more of those, girls.
Another highlight of turning 25 is, Gem's gift. He gave me an old fairytale book! Printed in 1985. Just when I discovered my infatuation for old children books. Speaking of which, I found the Me Too Iguana book out of the Sweet Pickles Series at the book fair a few weeks ago. Treasure alert. I used to read the book when I was in elementary school. And you know me, and nostalgic feeling.
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Aaand. Feeling a little bummed, full of expectation and kinda anxious. To make story short, I thought yesterday would be the last time I visited the hospital to have my neck groped. Not so. Took the USG thingy this morning. And... let's just wait for the result. Everybody, please do pray =S I'm tired of going to that cold, sterile-yet-virus-prone place.
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Aand... Speechless. Anybody up for some poems? Or some sort?
A shorty:
And something that I co-wrote with the talented Ms. Sindro:
Enjoy! And remember, make today good. Make today legendary. Or like Barney from How I Met Your Mother always says, make today legend--wait for it--DARY!
Toodles,
-R.
I'm 25 now. Well, I have been so for a week now. 25 doesn't have a fun ring to it, does it? Like this is it, *put on scary voice* Welcome to the crappy world of money management hassles, of early bedtime, of stiff bones and muscles, of secretly envying the 19-21 years old.
But at least, it's not 40.
No hoopla this year. Kinda short on cash. But I had a nice joint-celebration dinner with Imel (and her good news to celebrate), Nandia and Nilam. And Eijaz plus Mbak Bar too. Seriously, you can never have too much of girl-talk moments. It's therapeutic. Let's have more of those, girls.
Another highlight of turning 25 is, Gem's gift. He gave me an old fairytale book! Printed in 1985. Just when I discovered my infatuation for old children books. Speaking of which, I found the Me Too Iguana book out of the Sweet Pickles Series at the book fair a few weeks ago. Treasure alert. I used to read the book when I was in elementary school. And you know me, and nostalgic feeling.
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Aaand. Feeling a little bummed, full of expectation and kinda anxious. To make story short, I thought yesterday would be the last time I visited the hospital to have my neck groped. Not so. Took the USG thingy this morning. And... let's just wait for the result. Everybody, please do pray =S I'm tired of going to that cold, sterile-yet-virus-prone place.
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Aand... Speechless. Anybody up for some poems? Or some sort?
A shorty:
dancing on a trampoline
magpies have got to fold
substituting caffeine
stories waiting to be told
And something that I co-wrote with the talented Ms. Sindro:
kerlip
adalah pendar tutur lagumu
yang kuikuti diam-diam
seperti kepik merah totol hitam
berhinggapan dari bunga melati
kuning labu dan matahari
adalah pendar tutur dongengmu
yang kukagumi diam-diam
seperti kunang-kunang kemerlip
mengedip genit memberi asa
pada malam berdegup resah
lihat, berkilauan air danau
tersiram bulan waktu malam
menari-nari gemintangan
mengikuti lagumu yang terdengar
jauh, jauh sampai hatiku berdebar
adalah itu dan semuanya
menggelembungi kau dan aku
terduduk manis terlibat embun pagi
kembali menanti kepik merah totol hitam
berhinggapan pada bunga melati
Enjoy! And remember, make today good. Make today legendary. Or like Barney from How I Met Your Mother always says, make today legend--wait for it--DARY!
Toodles,
-R.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
you can plan a pretty picnic but you can't predict the weather
Okay, guilty as charged. I've been abandoning the blog. But it's only because I find it difficult to compose words these days. Wonder why.
Anyway. Quick recap.
Department of Foreign Affairs admission test? Flunked it.
In between then and now there was Lebaran, and the oh-so-short holiday my office gave me. But it was still fun. Spending QT with my family, my cousins staying over, my outta-town-for-college cousins coming home... And one would think that my family couldn't get any less traditional on Lebaran in the past. Well, this year we kinda outdid ourselves.
No visit to any relative. No visit to predecessors' graves. I did visit the mall, though. Let's see, 1st day, shopped for jeans and had a Ben and Jerry's galore at Grand Indonesia. 2nd day, shopped for foods and drinks, then went to Grand Indonesia again to tag along with Om Ato, Tante Rika and their Von-Trapp-like kids on their anniversary at Duck King, and had drinks at the pricey and pretentious place that had the prettiest view of Bunderan HI, Social House. Told you, the only thing that was somehow traditional was the lontong. And gulai.
3rd day, after two years, my cousins and I threw our (supposedly) routine Pesta Liburan, which basically is a garden party with snacks and drinks concocted by yours truly and two others, served in the festively-decorated gazebo. Fun!
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Then there was Rijstaffel--one of the many events of Jakarta's old city. Where we sat and dined in a way the Dutch used to do it... when they were taking over our country. Anyway. It was still fun, but a bit too crowded. The quickie highlight might have been watching the fireworks from Museum Bank Mandiri rooftop. Niceee.
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Next, there was me. Cooking. Hahah. Gema's birthday was last week. And not having any idea for gifts and any time to buy it, I cooked. Well, maybe not cook. I concoct things. But I did managed to make Sindro's picnic roll, Nigella's baked macaroni, Nigella's altered marinated chicken and cheese cake. And then I made a kind-of-suprise picnic at the Monas park. Tee hee.
It was a little nerve-racking that day, because it was raining continuously from early in the morning. However, the rain stopped, just few minutes before we got to Monas. Good thing is, it made the air cool. And I never knew Monas park could be that serene. All in all it was nice.
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Been trying to write some more. Even if it's as short as a single tweet. I have a plan--a dream, depends on how soon it will be realized--with Sindro to do compilation of poems. Or some sort. Amen.
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Just got back from a pempek break. Now I'm super full and can't think. I guess that's it for now. A little reminder, my birthday is in 13 days. Time to go gift-shopping, people!
Toodles,
-R.
Anyway. Quick recap.
Department of Foreign Affairs admission test? Flunked it.
In between then and now there was Lebaran, and the oh-so-short holiday my office gave me. But it was still fun. Spending QT with my family, my cousins staying over, my outta-town-for-college cousins coming home... And one would think that my family couldn't get any less traditional on Lebaran in the past. Well, this year we kinda outdid ourselves.
No visit to any relative. No visit to predecessors' graves. I did visit the mall, though. Let's see, 1st day, shopped for jeans and had a Ben and Jerry's galore at Grand Indonesia. 2nd day, shopped for foods and drinks, then went to Grand Indonesia again to tag along with Om Ato, Tante Rika and their Von-Trapp-like kids on their anniversary at Duck King, and had drinks at the pricey and pretentious place that had the prettiest view of Bunderan HI, Social House. Told you, the only thing that was somehow traditional was the lontong. And gulai.
3rd day, after two years, my cousins and I threw our (supposedly) routine Pesta Liburan, which basically is a garden party with snacks and drinks concocted by yours truly and two others, served in the festively-decorated gazebo. Fun!
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Then there was Rijstaffel--one of the many events of Jakarta's old city. Where we sat and dined in a way the Dutch used to do it... when they were taking over our country. Anyway. It was still fun, but a bit too crowded. The quickie highlight might have been watching the fireworks from Museum Bank Mandiri rooftop. Niceee.
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Next, there was me. Cooking. Hahah. Gema's birthday was last week. And not having any idea for gifts and any time to buy it, I cooked. Well, maybe not cook. I concoct things. But I did managed to make Sindro's picnic roll, Nigella's baked macaroni, Nigella's altered marinated chicken and cheese cake. And then I made a kind-of-suprise picnic at the Monas park. Tee hee.
It was a little nerve-racking that day, because it was raining continuously from early in the morning. However, the rain stopped, just few minutes before we got to Monas. Good thing is, it made the air cool. And I never knew Monas park could be that serene. All in all it was nice.
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Been trying to write some more. Even if it's as short as a single tweet. I have a plan--a dream, depends on how soon it will be realized--with Sindro to do compilation of poems. Or some sort. Amen.
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Just got back from a pempek break. Now I'm super full and can't think. I guess that's it for now. A little reminder, my birthday is in 13 days. Time to go gift-shopping, people!
Toodles,
-R.
Monday, August 10, 2009
...when i'm with you i feel like i could die and that would be alright
Boo hoo. My Twitter is suspended (I hope temporarily). And I had been so hooked up on it, I've been like this --> =| ever since. So, since I can't write several irrelevant sentences in several tweets, back to blogger.com it is.
I just had a supernice weekend. It started on Saturday, the day of Sindro's welcome hoopla. I started the day quite early--though I still arrived late, by picking Sindro's up and meeting Bhumi for the first time. Bhumi is a real-life flubber. Aaa aum! I have the urge to take a bite out of those cheeks.
Anyway. Sind and I went to the campus to meet Imel, Nandia, Nissa, Sophan and Yasmin. We had a picnic at one of the mozaic spots near the lake. Not so much a picnic as it was a sit-around-drinking-boxed/bottled-drinks.
After a while, we headed to Loca! for the hoopla. The guests turned out to be less than I expected, but that's okay (is it, Sind?). By the by, boo you who did not come (Ayu, Ovi, Nilam, Andrei) and double boo you who could not even be contacted (ahem, Monikk).
There were the anak-anak Inggris, Sind's Al-Izhar friends, Nisaa Belanda and Gema. We all had to wear fake moustaches that Sind made. Coolness. After some snacks and drinks and games (big, big, massive thank you Nandia & Imel to come up with the games), off we went to Nav Karaoke at D'best, naturally. Then the last destination was Nasi Uduk Mang Dikun (?) at Fatmawati.
It was always fun hanging out with them, and I hope I've lived up to my Project Officer title that Sind appointed me with =D
Moving on to Sunday, there was the Java Rockin' Land festival at Ancol. I had my heart set for Mew and Third Eye Blind. Mew was cool, but I only knew like 1/3 out of the playlist. So. But the visuals on their backdrop were awesome though. And of course, the reason why I like Mew in the first place, Comforting Sound. Beautiful. Pity they didn't perform She Came Home For Christmas and Symmetry. I like the songs, especially the first one.
Then after about an hour, along came Third Eye Blind. My oh my. My love for them had just been rekindled. I must say, they were more my thing than Mew, since I used to play and rewind the first sides of two of their cassettes over and over until the sound was nothing more than a hum. Yes, they performed the charmed Semi Charmed Life, How's It Going To Be, Never Let You Go, Graduate, Jumper... What else? Some new songs, some old songs that I didn't recognize (must be on the side of the cassette that I fastforwarded), and The Jackson Five's I Want You Back. Uber coolness. Boo for not performing 10 Days Late, Deep Inside of You, 1000 Julys, and I Want You. But what do you expect from a one-hour-fifteen time slot. Stephen Jenkins was still the love of the youth inside of me--as old and chubby as he became.
Cherry on top, near the end of their performance, there were fireworks shooting above our heads and confettis being catapulted all over the audience. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. That was also the first time I watched a concert with Gema, so it was nice.
A good trip back to 90s, indeed. Speaking of the era, I also caught The Flowers' performance. Unfamiliar? The Flowers was 90s rock band with their hit Tolong Bu Dokter contributed to the local alternative scene back in the days. Hahahaa. Although I was only familiar with one of their songs, it was still cool watching them. Old hasbeens rocking the stage after 10 years of absence.
To sum up, thumbs up for the event. Thank you whoever that was who suggested, "hey, let's bring in Third Eye Blind". I hope the next Java Rockin' Land will be even better with even cooler performers.
Now I'm back at the office, and I'm more depressed than ever. I've had enough of policemen giving statements, I've had enough of health NGOs, I've had enough of any pricing regulation, I've had enough of anything political, I've had enough of newspapers, I've had enough of the sight and the sound of my boss. I've had enough of this place.
...blech.
Grateful & depressed,
-R.
I just had a supernice weekend. It started on Saturday, the day of Sindro's welcome hoopla. I started the day quite early--though I still arrived late, by picking Sindro's up and meeting Bhumi for the first time. Bhumi is a real-life flubber. Aaa aum! I have the urge to take a bite out of those cheeks.
Anyway. Sind and I went to the campus to meet Imel, Nandia, Nissa, Sophan and Yasmin. We had a picnic at one of the mozaic spots near the lake. Not so much a picnic as it was a sit-around-drinking-boxed/bottled-drinks.
After a while, we headed to Loca! for the hoopla. The guests turned out to be less than I expected, but that's okay (is it, Sind?). By the by, boo you who did not come (Ayu, Ovi, Nilam, Andrei) and double boo you who could not even be contacted (ahem, Monikk).
There were the anak-anak Inggris, Sind's Al-Izhar friends, Nisaa Belanda and Gema. We all had to wear fake moustaches that Sind made. Coolness. After some snacks and drinks and games (big, big, massive thank you Nandia & Imel to come up with the games), off we went to Nav Karaoke at D'best, naturally. Then the last destination was Nasi Uduk Mang Dikun (?) at Fatmawati.
It was always fun hanging out with them, and I hope I've lived up to my Project Officer title that Sind appointed me with =D
Moving on to Sunday, there was the Java Rockin' Land festival at Ancol. I had my heart set for Mew and Third Eye Blind. Mew was cool, but I only knew like 1/3 out of the playlist. So. But the visuals on their backdrop were awesome though. And of course, the reason why I like Mew in the first place, Comforting Sound. Beautiful. Pity they didn't perform She Came Home For Christmas and Symmetry. I like the songs, especially the first one.
Then after about an hour, along came Third Eye Blind. My oh my. My love for them had just been rekindled. I must say, they were more my thing than Mew, since I used to play and rewind the first sides of two of their cassettes over and over until the sound was nothing more than a hum. Yes, they performed the charmed Semi Charmed Life, How's It Going To Be, Never Let You Go, Graduate, Jumper... What else? Some new songs, some old songs that I didn't recognize (must be on the side of the cassette that I fastforwarded), and The Jackson Five's I Want You Back. Uber coolness. Boo for not performing 10 Days Late, Deep Inside of You, 1000 Julys, and I Want You. But what do you expect from a one-hour-fifteen time slot. Stephen Jenkins was still the love of the youth inside of me--as old and chubby as he became.
Cherry on top, near the end of their performance, there were fireworks shooting above our heads and confettis being catapulted all over the audience. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. That was also the first time I watched a concert with Gema, so it was nice.
A good trip back to 90s, indeed. Speaking of the era, I also caught The Flowers' performance. Unfamiliar? The Flowers was 90s rock band with their hit Tolong Bu Dokter contributed to the local alternative scene back in the days. Hahahaa. Although I was only familiar with one of their songs, it was still cool watching them. Old hasbeens rocking the stage after 10 years of absence.
To sum up, thumbs up for the event. Thank you whoever that was who suggested, "hey, let's bring in Third Eye Blind". I hope the next Java Rockin' Land will be even better with even cooler performers.
Now I'm back at the office, and I'm more depressed than ever. I've had enough of policemen giving statements, I've had enough of health NGOs, I've had enough of any pricing regulation, I've had enough of anything political, I've had enough of newspapers, I've had enough of the sight and the sound of my boss. I've had enough of this place.
...blech.
Grateful & depressed,
-R.
i believe in the sand beneath my toes
the beach gives a feeling, an earthy feeling
i believe in the faith that grows
and the four right chords can make me cry...
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
here i am with all the pleasures of the first world laid out before me who am i to breakdown?
Okay, so after some mental pushing and shoving, I'm going to write some updates. Thing is, as I get older, I am reluctant to write good things that I hope for, because I don't want to jinx it. And writing bad things is so 2003. Anyway. I'll give it a try!
So, there were more bombings in Jakarta on 17 July. About 9 people died, and godknowshowmany others were injured. The Manchester United cancelled their visit to the town because of it. Blue Bird Taxi would not take any call to public places. As for me? I lost my long weekend. My saturday, my sunday and my national-holiday monday! So my boss had this brilliant idea to open a media crisis center near the ground zero, and I had to work 8 days straight (the previous 5 regular workdays not included). It might sound interesting to be involved in the issue. But not really. I still haven't seen the ground zero until this second. And I'm still coughing cats and dogs right now.
Anyway. That was an ugly memory. I have to get the hell out of this place. Which leads to me applying to this... department, having to compete with thousands others... (I'm not being too subtle, am I?). Yeah, anyway, I'm crossing fingers like I do to other things. So, let's pray together people.
Anyhoo. My highlights of the week include Sindro's coming home. As a matter of fact, I think she's on the plane as I write this. I'm planning a get-together to welcome her on Saturday. So, something to look forward to.
Another thing to look forward to. Java Rocking Land on Sunday. Third Eye Blind are scheduled to perform, and OMG! OMG! OMG! *fangirlsqueal* I'm going to meet Mr.Jenkins! Hooray!
Aside from the above, what's been filling my days lately is Kisah Hidup Paman Gober. Or known as the original title, Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck. It's.. It's.. It's brilliant! As you can tell from the title, it tells stories about Paman Gober's adventures when he was younger. In the 2nd book, he visits Indonesia! To provide cows for the "karapan sapi" at "Madoeras". Coolness or what?
Well, anyway, that's life lately. And oh yeah, begundals were reunited last Sunday. Uber coolness of silver lining or what?
Toodles!
So, there were more bombings in Jakarta on 17 July. About 9 people died, and godknowshowmany others were injured. The Manchester United cancelled their visit to the town because of it. Blue Bird Taxi would not take any call to public places. As for me? I lost my long weekend. My saturday, my sunday and my national-holiday monday! So my boss had this brilliant idea to open a media crisis center near the ground zero, and I had to work 8 days straight (the previous 5 regular workdays not included). It might sound interesting to be involved in the issue. But not really. I still haven't seen the ground zero until this second. And I'm still coughing cats and dogs right now.
Anyway. That was an ugly memory. I have to get the hell out of this place. Which leads to me applying to this... department, having to compete with thousands others... (I'm not being too subtle, am I?). Yeah, anyway, I'm crossing fingers like I do to other things. So, let's pray together people.
Anyhoo. My highlights of the week include Sindro's coming home. As a matter of fact, I think she's on the plane as I write this. I'm planning a get-together to welcome her on Saturday. So, something to look forward to.
Another thing to look forward to. Java Rocking Land on Sunday. Third Eye Blind are scheduled to perform, and OMG! OMG! OMG! *fangirlsqueal* I'm going to meet Mr.Jenkins! Hooray!
Aside from the above, what's been filling my days lately is Kisah Hidup Paman Gober. Or known as the original title, Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck. It's.. It's.. It's brilliant! As you can tell from the title, it tells stories about Paman Gober's adventures when he was younger. In the 2nd book, he visits Indonesia! To provide cows for the "karapan sapi" at "Madoeras". Coolness or what?
Well, anyway, that's life lately. And oh yeah, begundals were reunited last Sunday. Uber coolness of silver lining or what?
Toodles!
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
...would do most anything to get you back by my side.
I'm a bit obsessed with memorabilias.
I have the urge to keep movie stubs. Godawful keychain an old crush gave, a pebble from the hajj simulation back in high school, a stolen toilet paper roll, an apology coupon, a pencil I used for SPMB, notes, journals, text messages, pictures, perfume bottles (yes, I keep scents too).
The list could go on and on. And I know they're more like well, junk. But, people are bound to forget, so unless someone creates a time machine or a time tv (Oh how this world would be a better place with Doraemon around), those stuff are great to remind you that the past do exist.
And just this morning I was reminded about another, um, memento--if you will, from the yesteryears. Lunchies Blog!!! See, Lunchies was one of my genggongs back on the early years of college. It was better than reading my own journals, because there are like, 8 PoVs there. Shout out to Sindro, Nilam (better known as "Unie" back then =D), Nissa, Nandia, Ima, Imel, Pani!
It was funny to see how young we all were. Arguing about friendship, who was "replaced" by who (that's me by Imel apparently--in terms of who was closer to Sind. Really? Like OMG, totally =D). Unloading about crushes, kolor ijo myth (or should I say the the myth?), ditching classes for cyber cafes...
And there was this time when everyone seemed to be having problems of their own. What problems could we possibly have? We got our youth, and more importantly we got each other for almost everyday!
*Sigh* I love stumbling over reminiscing materials. However, the thing with memorabilias is, you can only go so far.
So to sum up this post, I just want to say to "Lunchies", contrary to how I used to act around them, I heart you guys. Can't wait to see you at some lunch time.
I have the urge to keep movie stubs. Godawful keychain an old crush gave, a pebble from the hajj simulation back in high school, a stolen toilet paper roll, an apology coupon, a pencil I used for SPMB, notes, journals, text messages, pictures, perfume bottles (yes, I keep scents too).
The list could go on and on. And I know they're more like well, junk. But, people are bound to forget, so unless someone creates a time machine or a time tv (Oh how this world would be a better place with Doraemon around), those stuff are great to remind you that the past do exist.
And just this morning I was reminded about another, um, memento--if you will, from the yesteryears. Lunchies Blog!!! See, Lunchies was one of my genggongs back on the early years of college. It was better than reading my own journals, because there are like, 8 PoVs there. Shout out to Sindro, Nilam (better known as "Unie" back then =D), Nissa, Nandia, Ima, Imel, Pani!
It was funny to see how young we all were. Arguing about friendship, who was "replaced" by who (that's me by Imel apparently--in terms of who was closer to Sind. Really? Like OMG, totally =D). Unloading about crushes, kolor ijo myth (or should I say the the myth?), ditching classes for cyber cafes...
And there was this time when everyone seemed to be having problems of their own. What problems could we possibly have? We got our youth, and more importantly we got each other for almost everyday!
*Sigh* I love stumbling over reminiscing materials. However, the thing with memorabilias is, you can only go so far.
So to sum up this post, I just want to say to "Lunchies", contrary to how I used to act around them, I heart you guys. Can't wait to see you at some lunch time.
missjudged your limits
pushed you too far
took you for granted
i thought you needed me more
now i...
[the cure]
Sunday, April 19, 2009
you gotta be stronger than the stories
What? There hasn't been any post in 2009? And it's April already. Tsk tsk, shame on me. Okay. So what I'm going to do is write a brief-but-long-overdue review on 2008, aaaand... well, things I want to talk about in 2009. Here goes!
Highs and lows in 2008
1. Taman Safari trip with 2A kids. That was fun.
2. Incubus concert. It was short, but Mr. Boyd was still fuckalicious.
3. Dreading about Sindro's leaving town.
4. Plan to publish a book. With Surils.
5. Batu Karas with Bangun, Ebonk, Pedhe. Had the best 'shrooms delusion ever.
6. First kiss at the wee hours beneath the city lights.
7. Papua trip
8. Bloodspot in my eye, that made me go geeky with that goggle I call glasses for about a week.
9. The long awaited ajakan kabur. Which I refused.
10. Got promoted. Nice paycheck, not so nice tasks.
11. Kalimantan trip. Which includes first time chopper ride.
12. Diagnosed with lung-infecting disease. Which leads to me:
13. Smoking no more.
14. And home-officed (is there an actual term for working from home?) for about 2 months. Yaaay. Those good times...
15. Penggambar Mimpi. All printed out and published! Independently. But still. Something to tell my grandkids someday.
16. One and (I think) only bgundal meeting at Bune's.
17. 24th birthday. A nice dinner with my family and Gema, and a half-baked karaoke session a few days later.
18. Nilam and Memmy (separately) getting hitched.
19. Second Batu Karas trip of the year.
20. New year's eve.
There you go. 2008. Like a wine expert, I'll say that it's a good year. Then came 2009. And here are the highlights:
1. Got very excited and made about 80 paper storks and a hula skirt for a CANCELLED baby shower. Yes, I'm still bitter about it. I don't care. Because I want to make "stop caring" as my belated 2009 resolution. Anyone can have the hula skirt, but I'm going to keep these storks as if they're my own babies. I wrote this point as the first one in the list because I think it's an achievement. Yes I do. Yes it is.
2. Ditched work for a day to go with Imel, Nandia, Pani, Nissa, Ima and Sophan to Kota Tua. It was fuuuuun. We picked up Andrei later on, went to Gadis' office to see Nilam and Tisam, and visited Kansas to do a little reminiscing.
3. Be a concert whore for the last two months. First, Jason Mraz at the Java Jazz Festival. Third, Jamiroquai at Sentul. And in between, there was the oh-so-perfect Coldplay concert, which I watched. LIVE. IN HONG. KONG. As a result, I've gotten myself two first-times for 2009 already. Watch Coldplay and go to Hongkong.
4. Nilam's having a healthy and (people said) very cute baby boy. Congratulation, darling. All my best wishes for you and Eijaz. Really.
Okay, so that's 2009 so far. I'm planning to make my very own Bucket List. I'll make the long term one--where "go to the hot-air balloon festival in France" will go. And the short-term one, to put all the things I want to do before 2009 ends. So far, I've only had the confidence to put "go to Jogja" in it, and "make/buy a pinhole camera". I do hope the list will get longer, and I will have bigger guts to do everything in it. Because I really, really want to be a Yes Man--but maybe not Jim Carrey extreme.
To sum up, a note for myself.
Stop caring so much about the nitbits and just
LIVE.
Yoi! How you doing?
Highs and lows in 2008
1. Taman Safari trip with 2A kids. That was fun.
2. Incubus concert. It was short, but Mr. Boyd was still fuckalicious.
3. Dreading about Sindro's leaving town.
4. Plan to publish a book. With Surils.
5. Batu Karas with Bangun, Ebonk, Pedhe. Had the best 'shrooms delusion ever.
6. First kiss at the wee hours beneath the city lights.
7. Papua trip
8. Bloodspot in my eye, that made me go geeky with that goggle I call glasses for about a week.
9. The long awaited ajakan kabur. Which I refused.
10. Got promoted. Nice paycheck, not so nice tasks.
11. Kalimantan trip. Which includes first time chopper ride.
12. Diagnosed with lung-infecting disease. Which leads to me:
13. Smoking no more.
14. And home-officed (is there an actual term for working from home?) for about 2 months. Yaaay. Those good times...
15. Penggambar Mimpi. All printed out and published! Independently. But still. Something to tell my grandkids someday.
16. One and (I think) only bgundal meeting at Bune's.
17. 24th birthday. A nice dinner with my family and Gema, and a half-baked karaoke session a few days later.
18. Nilam and Memmy (separately) getting hitched.
19. Second Batu Karas trip of the year.
20. New year's eve.
There you go. 2008. Like a wine expert, I'll say that it's a good year. Then came 2009. And here are the highlights:
1. Got very excited and made about 80 paper storks and a hula skirt for a CANCELLED baby shower. Yes, I'm still bitter about it. I don't care. Because I want to make "stop caring" as my belated 2009 resolution. Anyone can have the hula skirt, but I'm going to keep these storks as if they're my own babies. I wrote this point as the first one in the list because I think it's an achievement. Yes I do. Yes it is.
2. Ditched work for a day to go with Imel, Nandia, Pani, Nissa, Ima and Sophan to Kota Tua. It was fuuuuun. We picked up Andrei later on, went to Gadis' office to see Nilam and Tisam, and visited Kansas to do a little reminiscing.
3. Be a concert whore for the last two months. First, Jason Mraz at the Java Jazz Festival. Third, Jamiroquai at Sentul. And in between, there was the oh-so-perfect Coldplay concert, which I watched. LIVE. IN HONG. KONG. As a result, I've gotten myself two first-times for 2009 already. Watch Coldplay and go to Hongkong.
4. Nilam's having a healthy and (people said) very cute baby boy. Congratulation, darling. All my best wishes for you and Eijaz. Really.
Okay, so that's 2009 so far. I'm planning to make my very own Bucket List. I'll make the long term one--where "go to the hot-air balloon festival in France" will go. And the short-term one, to put all the things I want to do before 2009 ends. So far, I've only had the confidence to put "go to Jogja" in it, and "make/buy a pinhole camera". I do hope the list will get longer, and I will have bigger guts to do everything in it. Because I really, really want to be a Yes Man--but maybe not Jim Carrey extreme.
To sum up, a note for myself.
Stop caring so much about the nitbits and just
LIVE.
Yoi! How you doing?
Monday, February 23, 2009
don't you think we should've learned somehow
I know what John meant.
This is not a silly little moment,
It's not the storm before the calm.
I think, dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room.
This is not a silly little moment,
It's not the storm before the calm.
I think, dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
love's an excuse to get hurt and to hurt
As I was browsing through some mailing list, I found these adorable takes on love, by little kids. I only copied the ones I like best though.
And I really love this one,
So. You adults, who probably can't even remember your own real take on love, tell me, what do you think love is?
"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."
Rebecca- age 8
"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."
Karl - age 5
"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."
Danny - age 7
"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss"
Emily - age 8
"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."
Tommy - age 6
"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you."
Karen - age 7
"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."
Jessica - age 8
And I really love this one,
"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."
Billy - age 4
So. You adults, who probably can't even remember your own real take on love, tell me, what do you think love is?
Sunday, November 16, 2008
it's my party and i cry if i want to
Been 24 for 5 days now. Yes, yours truly turned 24 on the 11th. It was great, just like most of my birthdays before. You know, the day when I really count even the littlest of my blessings. The text messages, the messages on my wall (oh, do you even remember life before Facebook, people?), the call from dad, the wishes from my best friends (Nilam, you are so grounded for the 1-day tardiness), the gifts. Made my day. And the little get-together with my family and Gema was a great cherry on top too.
Can birthday charm stay forever?
Things kinda rolled downhill from there. My work, my mood, and... That's it actually. My work has been getting out of hand. And I don't even have the will and the urge to do it decently. And my mood has been... Peachy. Maybe it's because of the work load (come on, at least I don't blame hormonal cycle like every female of the species this time), or maybe it's something else. But, hey, what can anyone do about it?
The bright silver lining would be the birthday karaoke session last night. Beer? Check. Boyfriend? Check. Besties? 90% check. Or was it more like 45% check with all the AWOLness? But still, grateful for the efforts made.
So these are my birthday wishes, not necessarily in order,
+ Sindro to come home.
+ Dreams to not be forgotten (write some more rookie books, travel, travel, travel, carpe diem!)
+ Someone to get a move on his ass and get his life in shape.
+ Someone to get some senses in her head and to friggin' understand that I need her, and, and... I don't know. Just be here now. Not just in concept, because concepts are CRAP unless you make them come true. @#&*@(&#@*(&*(!#*(@&#!!!
+ Everyone to get along for everyone's happiness, no more hunger, no more racism, no more religious conflict, and world peace.
Smooches.
Can birthday charm stay forever?
Things kinda rolled downhill from there. My work, my mood, and... That's it actually. My work has been getting out of hand. And I don't even have the will and the urge to do it decently. And my mood has been... Peachy. Maybe it's because of the work load (come on, at least I don't blame hormonal cycle like every female of the species this time), or maybe it's something else. But, hey, what can anyone do about it?
The bright silver lining would be the birthday karaoke session last night. Beer? Check. Boyfriend? Check. Besties? 90% check. Or was it more like 45% check with all the AWOLness? But still, grateful for the efforts made.
So these are my birthday wishes, not necessarily in order,
+ Sindro to come home.
+ Dreams to not be forgotten (write some more rookie books, travel, travel, travel, carpe diem!)
+ Someone to get a move on his ass and get his life in shape.
+ Someone to get some senses in her head and to friggin' understand that I need her, and, and... I don't know. Just be here now. Not just in concept, because concepts are CRAP unless you make them come true. @#&*@(&#@*(&*(!#*(@&#!!!
+ Everyone to get along for everyone's happiness, no more hunger, no more racism, no more religious conflict, and world peace.
Smooches.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
i somehow see what's beautiful in things that are ephemeral
What?! A whole September passed by without me posting anything? Crazy. I guess I have to spit some current nitbits here. Here goes.
- I've been going out with Mr. Poet for a few months now.
...I guess now that he's officially my boyf, I should start writing his name, huh? So, it's been a few months with Gema. And what started as a not-so-conventional rollercoaster ride, has lived up to its initial trigger. Ups and downs. If it's not one thing, it must be the other. But in a nutshell, I'm having fun. So. Be. It.
- Since Almost Famous, I've been in love with Zooey Deschanel. She's one of the prettiest girls, with the prettiest eyes, with the quirkiest style (in a good way), and the coolest name ever. Too bad, her following movies aren't worth-watching. However, now that Sind introduced me to She & Him, I'm kepincut all over again. The music is old-fashioned but I love it. And puh-leezzeee, to all of you yesterday kids, Zooey is not a Katy Perry's lookalike. Really, Katy has nothing on her.
- After quite a hiatus, Bgundal reunited last Saturday night. We didn't go out looking fabulous for the world too see, we were just hanging around and snorting over stupid things. But that's got to be the best two hours for me this year.
- Friends on their way to getting hitched. All I can say is, I had a good time brocade-shopping for the kebaya.
- I think I haven't been carpe dieming for a while. Uh-oh. Any suggestion what to seize next before the year of the rat is over?
...
Holy bananas. I don't think I have anything else to write here. Ped's right. When you're in love, your writing ability is out of the window. Aaaakyukuwwww. Can I use that excuse for every writer's block I have?
- I've been going out with Mr. Poet for a few months now.
...I guess now that he's officially my boyf, I should start writing his name, huh? So, it's been a few months with Gema. And what started as a not-so-conventional rollercoaster ride, has lived up to its initial trigger. Ups and downs. If it's not one thing, it must be the other. But in a nutshell, I'm having fun. So. Be. It.
- Since Almost Famous, I've been in love with Zooey Deschanel. She's one of the prettiest girls, with the prettiest eyes, with the quirkiest style (in a good way), and the coolest name ever. Too bad, her following movies aren't worth-watching. However, now that Sind introduced me to She & Him, I'm kepincut all over again. The music is old-fashioned but I love it. And puh-leezzeee, to all of you yesterday kids, Zooey is not a Katy Perry's lookalike. Really, Katy has nothing on her.
- After quite a hiatus, Bgundal reunited last Saturday night. We didn't go out looking fabulous for the world too see, we were just hanging around and snorting over stupid things. But that's got to be the best two hours for me this year.
- Friends on their way to getting hitched. All I can say is, I had a good time brocade-shopping for the kebaya.
- I think I haven't been carpe dieming for a while. Uh-oh. Any suggestion what to seize next before the year of the rat is over?
...
Holy bananas. I don't think I have anything else to write here. Ped's right. When you're in love, your writing ability is out of the window. Aaaakyukuwwww. Can I use that excuse for every writer's block I have?
Friday, August 29, 2008
"come down now", but we'll stay
Okay, here's my take on updates.
After trotting the East side of Indonesia, a couple weeks ago I got another chance to test myself in another barbarous area. Well, not barbarous. But any place that doesn't have a five stars hotel, or a mall, or a TV that has more than 4 channels available, is definitely barbarous in my dictionary.
Yea, so I had to go to the island of Borneo 2 weeks ago. First, I flew to Balikpapan. And I had always known that Balikpapan is nice. The place has Nav Karaoke Lounge, for god's sake! That's what I call a civilized city. I also got to stay at the Novotel, which was not too shabby at all.
A day after my arrival in Balikpapan, I had to go to this slightly remote area called Puruk Cahu. First, I had to fly by a chopper to a place called Muara Tuhup, and then ride a so-called speedboat to Puruk Cahu.
It was nice, actually. Because I can add "naik helikopter" to my 1st-time list this year. And to loll around on a small boat, zigzagging one of Kalimantan's rivers (I think it's called Barito. Maybe), overlooking the deep bushy forest, was actually soothing. But that's about it.
What was I doing flying (and boating) there? Well, I felt like I was in some kind of training to be "the new Emily" for my Miranda-Priestly-like boss. Yeah, that was exactly it. Except that in my office, an excellent fashion sense won't do anyone any good without a smart, robotic brain inside of your head.
Anyway.
So, after 4-5 days of the small town excitement and many delays on my flight, I finally got home to this crappy town I love so much. You think I could just throw my head back and relax?
Noooo. See, I had to go back and forth to a doctor, because I couldn't stop coughing. After 2 dreadful shots (!!!), the doctor concluded that no, I don't have malaria. But yes, I do have this lung-infecting disease. Fortunately, it can be cured. Unfortunately, I have to be on drugs for the next 9 months or so.
Anyhoo, the silver lining of it all is, when I told people at my office about me not being well, they showed some concern about my (or their?) health. Whichever, what mattered is, they sent me hoooome. I get to work from home for the next few weeks. Yeew-hooww!
More good news:
- This isn't that fresh from the oven, but Sind's in town! Wee-hoow. Please don't go back to SF, Sind, please.
- Penggambar Mimpi is out in stores. Though it might be a tad difficult to find it among other piling titles, but it's there. Haw. Another day is seized. Thank God.
- Speaking of which, book launching Sunday, August 31, 2008! Click here for infos.
...I feel like I have other things to say here, but I can't pinpoint about what. Darn. Owell, until another post! *don't hold your breath* xD
After trotting the East side of Indonesia, a couple weeks ago I got another chance to test myself in another barbarous area. Well, not barbarous. But any place that doesn't have a five stars hotel, or a mall, or a TV that has more than 4 channels available, is definitely barbarous in my dictionary.
Yea, so I had to go to the island of Borneo 2 weeks ago. First, I flew to Balikpapan. And I had always known that Balikpapan is nice. The place has Nav Karaoke Lounge, for god's sake! That's what I call a civilized city. I also got to stay at the Novotel, which was not too shabby at all.
A day after my arrival in Balikpapan, I had to go to this slightly remote area called Puruk Cahu. First, I had to fly by a chopper to a place called Muara Tuhup, and then ride a so-called speedboat to Puruk Cahu.
It was nice, actually. Because I can add "naik helikopter" to my 1st-time list this year. And to loll around on a small boat, zigzagging one of Kalimantan's rivers (I think it's called Barito. Maybe), overlooking the deep bushy forest, was actually soothing. But that's about it.
What was I doing flying (and boating) there? Well, I felt like I was in some kind of training to be "the new Emily" for my Miranda-Priestly-like boss. Yeah, that was exactly it. Except that in my office, an excellent fashion sense won't do anyone any good without a smart, robotic brain inside of your head.
Anyway.
So, after 4-5 days of the small town excitement and many delays on my flight, I finally got home to this crappy town I love so much. You think I could just throw my head back and relax?
Noooo. See, I had to go back and forth to a doctor, because I couldn't stop coughing. After 2 dreadful shots (!!!), the doctor concluded that no, I don't have malaria. But yes, I do have this lung-infecting disease. Fortunately, it can be cured. Unfortunately, I have to be on drugs for the next 9 months or so.
Anyhoo, the silver lining of it all is, when I told people at my office about me not being well, they showed some concern about my (or their?) health. Whichever, what mattered is, they sent me hoooome. I get to work from home for the next few weeks. Yeew-hooww!
More good news:
- This isn't that fresh from the oven, but Sind's in town! Wee-hoow. Please don't go back to SF, Sind, please.
- Penggambar Mimpi is out in stores. Though it might be a tad difficult to find it among other piling titles, but it's there. Haw. Another day is seized. Thank God.
- Speaking of which, book launching Sunday, August 31, 2008! Click here for infos.
...I feel like I have other things to say here, but I can't pinpoint about what. Darn. Owell, until another post! *don't hold your breath* xD
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
nothing is real and nothing to get hung about
Okay, so Sind did it. My turn, now.
People, here it goes, another shameless plug.
Penggambar Mimpi
E. Nandiasari, Nilam Suri, Runi Indrani, Nurkastelia A.
The book consists of 12 various short stories. They're fun, light, and hopefully relatable. You don't have to be a rocket scientist to enjoy it. A nice companion between buses, between appointments, between classes, between convos, and such. In local book stores near you, sometime around this week. So, come on, people, support your local dreamers!
More on Penggambar Mimpi click here and for updates click here.
People, here it goes, another shameless plug.
Penggambar MimpiE. Nandiasari, Nilam Suri, Runi Indrani, Nurkastelia A.
The book consists of 12 various short stories. They're fun, light, and hopefully relatable. You don't have to be a rocket scientist to enjoy it. A nice companion between buses, between appointments, between classes, between convos, and such. In local book stores near you, sometime around this week. So, come on, people, support your local dreamers!
More on Penggambar Mimpi click here and for updates click here.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
here is the church and here is the steeple, we sure are cute for two ugly people
Lord. I've been nagging everyone to post updates, and lookie here, it's been an eternity since I last wrote.
So. What's new (or not so new) with me?
Well, for starters, as Ingga said, I'm offically the first of the gang (in this case, whichever gang) who's ever been to Papua. Yieep. I went on a 5-day trip to Mimika, Papua sometime around a month ago. All I can say is, thank god for Sheraton and this interesting souvenir shop. I really wanted to check out the infamous mining site there. But due to this and that, I couldn't. Well I actually could, but I just didn't have the time. Bummer.
I didn't try the local traditional foods either. And I didn't witness any tribal war. So. I think I have to go back there one day.
Another something new with me is.
I'm in an official something with this someone. Yep, I'm t-t-t... take... taken =p For the past two months, it's been a roller coaster ride with this guy. And I tell you, it's no ordinary roller coaster. Weird. However, I'm still figuring things out, and we'll see.
On not-so-lighter note--work-related, that is.
I just got promoted. It's nothing major, but still. I don't think I've ever been promoted before. But, Ped's moving in two days. Boo-hoo. I'll have no ally to mock people at the office with. Boo.
So. What's new (or not so new) with me?
Well, for starters, as Ingga said, I'm offically the first of the gang (in this case, whichever gang) who's ever been to Papua. Yieep. I went on a 5-day trip to Mimika, Papua sometime around a month ago. All I can say is, thank god for Sheraton and this interesting souvenir shop. I really wanted to check out the infamous mining site there. But due to this and that, I couldn't. Well I actually could, but I just didn't have the time. Bummer.
I didn't try the local traditional foods either. And I didn't witness any tribal war. So. I think I have to go back there one day.
Another something new with me is.
I'm in an official something with this someone. Yep, I'm t-t-t... take... taken =p For the past two months, it's been a roller coaster ride with this guy. And I tell you, it's no ordinary roller coaster. Weird. However, I'm still figuring things out, and we'll see.
On not-so-lighter note--work-related, that is.
I just got promoted. It's nothing major, but still. I don't think I've ever been promoted before. But, Ped's moving in two days. Boo-hoo. I'll have no ally to mock people at the office with. Boo.
Thursday, May 08, 2008
think of me when you close your eyes, but don't look back when you break all ties
You know how I've constantly wanted to run away? To leave things behind? Not forever, because I've always thought that no one can afford forever. You know how I've always wanted to see what's outside this bubble of mine? To add more pictures to my scrapbook. To ditch everything just to crave over coming back.
And then along the way, I've fallen in love with Doves' Pounding. Because I still can't believe a song can fit the state I'm in that well. I even wondered along the way, if Jimi Goodwin (Doves' lead vocal) could take me away, just like in the song. Or maybe someone else would. Ask me to leave at sunrise, and live by the ocean, you know?
And I always thought, when someone did, I'd go. I'd leave in a second. I can always come back, can't I? I'm aware I have too much to leave behind. But I always thought they'd understand, because I know they know I'd come back. It's just something I have to do, to get over with.
Yeah. Running away. Running away to come back. That's like the mount Everest of my carpe-diem resolution. I should reach it when I have the chance, and that's it. I'm on top of myself. I can get it out of my system...
So, why? Why when there really was a midnight call--from someone who's getting to know me too well--asking me to run away, leave the world we know behind, and see the world ahead, I chickened out? Why?
Maybe because of my 'too much to leave behind'. I have my job, my mom, my friends. Having said that, I can find another job. Don't I hate doing this already? Reckless, but that's just me and my 'live for today' madness. My mom would have a hard time trying to understand. But come to think of it, I really think she'd understand. My friends? Ditto. Besides, with some of them (and counting) I already have a platonic fship anyway. What difference would it make?
So, why?
Hggh. Can't help feeling like the carpe diem's out of the window. Did I just miss my now-or-never moment?
And to think I might lose more than just a roadtrip by saying 'I can't'...
ps. On a positive note, here's the space I've been nagging Mr. Midnightcaller for.
And then along the way, I've fallen in love with Doves' Pounding. Because I still can't believe a song can fit the state I'm in that well. I even wondered along the way, if Jimi Goodwin (Doves' lead vocal) could take me away, just like in the song. Or maybe someone else would. Ask me to leave at sunrise, and live by the ocean, you know?
And I always thought, when someone did, I'd go. I'd leave in a second. I can always come back, can't I? I'm aware I have too much to leave behind. But I always thought they'd understand, because I know they know I'd come back. It's just something I have to do, to get over with.
Yeah. Running away. Running away to come back. That's like the mount Everest of my carpe-diem resolution. I should reach it when I have the chance, and that's it. I'm on top of myself. I can get it out of my system...
So, why? Why when there really was a midnight call--from someone who's getting to know me too well--asking me to run away, leave the world we know behind, and see the world ahead, I chickened out? Why?
Maybe because of my 'too much to leave behind'. I have my job, my mom, my friends. Having said that, I can find another job. Don't I hate doing this already? Reckless, but that's just me and my 'live for today' madness. My mom would have a hard time trying to understand. But come to think of it, I really think she'd understand. My friends? Ditto. Besides, with some of them (and counting) I already have a platonic fship anyway. What difference would it make?
So, why?
Hggh. Can't help feeling like the carpe diem's out of the window. Did I just miss my now-or-never moment?
And to think I might lose more than just a roadtrip by saying 'I can't'...
ps. On a positive note, here's the space I've been nagging Mr. Midnightcaller for.
"you turn around
and life's passed you by
you look to ones you love
to ask them 'why?'
you look to those you love
to justify
you turned around
and life's passed you by
passed you by, again"
[Doves]
Monday, April 07, 2008
and with heart-shaped bruises, and late-night kisses, divine
Two weeks ago, on the long weekend, I went on a trip to Batu Karas with geng ngong. That's Pedhe, Bangun, Ebonk, fyi. It started out roughly. I mean really rough. What with a dog being hurt, Ped's car being dented here and there, and the ghostly, eerie aura along the way that got us lost. We spent 12 hours from Jakarta to Batu Karas. That's... that's just wrong. The cherry on top? The hotel we were supposed to stay in, was replaced by this ruin caused by the tsunami. All the decent hotels were fully booked.
However, as time went by, things started to look up again. We got a better hotel, with the nicest service (hello, Mbak Itaa! *never mind the intern joke, here*). We had the time of our lives, just lazing and lounging around here and there. The best part for me had to be the mushroom trip. CRAZY. It was a lovechild of Alice's wonderland with Tinkerbell and her pixie dusts on kaleidoscope. I got more than what I bargained for. Yaiyalah ya, what I bargained for was a cheap crap. Hahah.
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About 12 hours after I got back from Batu Karas, I noticed that there's something in my right eye. A red spot. It looked like when you have a piece of chili stuck on your teeth. I tried to brush it off, but nothing happened. So then I realized, it wasn't a piece of chili at all obviously. It was blood. IN my eye.
I felt like fainting right there and then.
Anyway, I had it checked. And the doctor said it was nothing fatal. It was actually pretty common... for someone who just did bungee jumping, just delivered a baby, has a chronic non-stop coughing, or has constipation. None of those fit me at that moment. Weird.
For a while, I couldn't wear my contact lenses. So, tadaaa, I had to walk around with these big, thick glasses. Here's what I looked like:
I made looking dorky work, didn't I? =D
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On to lately. I have a terrible, yet exciting secret. You know how people always want to make their dreams come true? Well, now let me ask you, how do you make your dream stay... well, a dream? What would you do if it starts to crawl out of your head and into your skin, and feels too real to handle?
Hahah. Visualizing Freddy Krueger, aren't you?
Well, this is more like, Peter Pan. Sneaking out in the middle of the night, going "second to the right and straight on til morning", and on to Neverland. Nice, but still... If Wendy has to go home, I have to wake up.
But anyway. On the bright side, I've beaten Ms. Jossie G. by a year or so! Yeah!!! Shout out to fellow geeks everywhere! Dorks rock! xD
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I've been reckless, aren't I? Mushroom-tripping, Peter Pan toying... Well, apparently my boss doesn't think so. Because she chose me to do this spy job. Hahaha. "Spy job", I made that sound cooler than it really is. Point is, I think it's pretty important. Sure beats my current job at the Stationery Station (again, never mind the intern joke).
Anyway. I'm dead scared, because I will be sent to a place where people still carry traditional weaponry, and tribal wars and alcohol-induced crimes are prime-time TV. But I'm also excited about this. So, please, please, please, pray for my safety sometime around next month, okay? Good.
However, as time went by, things started to look up again. We got a better hotel, with the nicest service (hello, Mbak Itaa! *never mind the intern joke, here*). We had the time of our lives, just lazing and lounging around here and there. The best part for me had to be the mushroom trip. CRAZY. It was a lovechild of Alice's wonderland with Tinkerbell and her pixie dusts on kaleidoscope. I got more than what I bargained for. Yaiyalah ya, what I bargained for was a cheap crap. Hahah.
-----
About 12 hours after I got back from Batu Karas, I noticed that there's something in my right eye. A red spot. It looked like when you have a piece of chili stuck on your teeth. I tried to brush it off, but nothing happened. So then I realized, it wasn't a piece of chili at all obviously. It was blood. IN my eye.
I felt like fainting right there and then.
Anyway, I had it checked. And the doctor said it was nothing fatal. It was actually pretty common... for someone who just did bungee jumping, just delivered a baby, has a chronic non-stop coughing, or has constipation. None of those fit me at that moment. Weird.
For a while, I couldn't wear my contact lenses. So, tadaaa, I had to walk around with these big, thick glasses. Here's what I looked like:
I made looking dorky work, didn't I? =D
-----
On to lately. I have a terrible, yet exciting secret. You know how people always want to make their dreams come true? Well, now let me ask you, how do you make your dream stay... well, a dream? What would you do if it starts to crawl out of your head and into your skin, and feels too real to handle?
Hahah. Visualizing Freddy Krueger, aren't you?
Well, this is more like, Peter Pan. Sneaking out in the middle of the night, going "second to the right and straight on til morning", and on to Neverland. Nice, but still... If Wendy has to go home, I have to wake up.
But anyway. On the bright side, I've beaten Ms. Jossie G. by a year or so! Yeah!!! Shout out to fellow geeks everywhere! Dorks rock! xD
-----
I've been reckless, aren't I? Mushroom-tripping, Peter Pan toying... Well, apparently my boss doesn't think so. Because she chose me to do this spy job. Hahaha. "Spy job", I made that sound cooler than it really is. Point is, I think it's pretty important. Sure beats my current job at the Stationery Station (again, never mind the intern joke).
Anyway. I'm dead scared, because I will be sent to a place where people still carry traditional weaponry, and tribal wars and alcohol-induced crimes are prime-time TV. But I'm also excited about this. So, please, please, please, pray for my safety sometime around next month, okay? Good.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
oh i'll be the one who'll break my heart
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.
As some of you know, my job as a secret agent requires me to read gazillions newspapers every single day. Sounds like a party, right? However, I have my silver lining against the cloudy inky printing of the papers. At first, it was only the Garfield comic strip on Jakarta Post. However as time went by, I'm falling for the Dilbert strip on Kompas. It's about some disfunctional office and it has the quirky, sometime-out-of-the-world dry humour quality to it. If you like The Office (Steve Carrell?) with a cat named Catbert as the Human Resource guy, then you'll like this.
Anyway, I was browsing its website when I found this e-cards section. Then I stumbled upon one that--in my opinion--fits me the best. Click here to see it. Of course I don't do my job in the bathroom. But still, I'm beyond ecstatic to know that Wally (one of the characters)--just like me--understands that it pays to read.
When you relate to a cartoon character, and it makes you ecstatic, is it time to mingle with real people?
As some of you know, my job as a secret agent requires me to read gazillions newspapers every single day. Sounds like a party, right? However, I have my silver lining against the cloudy inky printing of the papers. At first, it was only the Garfield comic strip on Jakarta Post. However as time went by, I'm falling for the Dilbert strip on Kompas. It's about some disfunctional office and it has the quirky, sometime-out-of-the-world dry humour quality to it. If you like The Office (Steve Carrell?) with a cat named Catbert as the Human Resource guy, then you'll like this.
Anyway, I was browsing its website when I found this e-cards section. Then I stumbled upon one that--in my opinion--fits me the best. Click here to see it. Of course I don't do my job in the bathroom. But still, I'm beyond ecstatic to know that Wally (one of the characters)--just like me--understands that it pays to read.
When you relate to a cartoon character, and it makes you ecstatic, is it time to mingle with real people?
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
seize the time, cause it's now or never, baby.
I've realized, I've always been a big complainer. However, in the process I'd like to call "growing up", I also realized that I had to eliminate that bad habit. And I find it refreshing, in a way. You know, trying hard to hold back and swallow the rants and trying so hard not to whine...
But then. Did you notice something? Notice how my blog has been noticeably vacant these days?
Does that mean, when I'm not whining, I don't have anything to say?
Hahah. Just a thought.
Instead of some more rants, let's just recap on lately.
1. About my work. It's been borrrriiiiinnnggg! *So much for not whining* It's really okay actually, because I know it could've been worse. And seriously, I really can't complain. Because this job is what's been paying all my shopping sprees and my night outs. But I need to see what's out there.
Need. To. See. World.
But not from grainy papers that leave ink on my fingertips.
2. About my 2008 resolution. The one with me seizing the day? Carpe diem-ing? Well, I'm all set to do that. To grab the moment, or whatever there is in front of me. But I can't help feeling there's nothing up for grab.
Or maybe, maybee, it has something to do with my being lazy?
Whatever it is, I keep feeling like U-turning.
3. About social life. Or lackthereof. Nandia just had her birthday party Thursday (06) night at Kekun (not sure how it's spelled). It was super nice. Aside from me running late, me trying to drive as fast as I could while fighting the sleep out of my eyes, and that darn corrupted cop milking me for my very last Rp.20000, it was very fun. Seeing people from English dept. 2002 again. Talking, nasty-joking, and laughing with them (highlight: the very jayus Imel and sarcastic Sophan)non-stop until midnight was what I needed these days.
4. Speaking of anak-anak Inggris, Sindro is going awaaaay! Well, not now. But pretty soon. And like I said to you, Sind, I've always known that you were destined to see the world. To stay anywhere but this dreary town.
But. But now that it's happening, I feel weird. How it's going to be without you around? It means for the next more-or-less three years, no self-pirated DVDs, no one to whip my ass to do something, no hanging out in your blackhole-like room, no snacking at Megamendung 11...
Oh my god! I haven't even tried your swimming pool!!! And now I'm too big-boned to wear any kind of bathing suit.
Pesanku, Sind, oleh-oleh. And while you're there, look for some publisher that might be interested in publishing our Balloons. Therefore, don't forget to bring a copy of it (do you still have one?). Heheh, who knoooowwwss kaan?
5. I can't think of anything else now. In the meantime, anyone care to join me for a mental afternoon margaritas and dancing?
But then. Did you notice something? Notice how my blog has been noticeably vacant these days?
Does that mean, when I'm not whining, I don't have anything to say?
Hahah. Just a thought.
Instead of some more rants, let's just recap on lately.
1. About my work. It's been borrrriiiiinnnggg! *So much for not whining* It's really okay actually, because I know it could've been worse. And seriously, I really can't complain. Because this job is what's been paying all my shopping sprees and my night outs. But I need to see what's out there.
Need. To. See. World.
But not from grainy papers that leave ink on my fingertips.
2. About my 2008 resolution. The one with me seizing the day? Carpe diem-ing? Well, I'm all set to do that. To grab the moment, or whatever there is in front of me. But I can't help feeling there's nothing up for grab.
Or maybe, maybee, it has something to do with my being lazy?
Whatever it is, I keep feeling like U-turning.
3. About social life. Or lackthereof. Nandia just had her birthday party Thursday (06) night at Kekun (not sure how it's spelled). It was super nice. Aside from me running late, me trying to drive as fast as I could while fighting the sleep out of my eyes, and that darn corrupted cop milking me for my very last Rp.20000, it was very fun. Seeing people from English dept. 2002 again. Talking, nasty-joking, and laughing with them (highlight: the very jayus Imel and sarcastic Sophan)non-stop until midnight was what I needed these days.
4. Speaking of anak-anak Inggris, Sindro is going awaaaay! Well, not now. But pretty soon. And like I said to you, Sind, I've always known that you were destined to see the world. To stay anywhere but this dreary town.
But. But now that it's happening, I feel weird. How it's going to be without you around? It means for the next more-or-less three years, no self-pirated DVDs, no one to whip my ass to do something, no hanging out in your blackhole-like room, no snacking at Megamendung 11...
Oh my god! I haven't even tried your swimming pool!!! And now I'm too big-boned to wear any kind of bathing suit.
Pesanku, Sind, oleh-oleh. And while you're there, look for some publisher that might be interested in publishing our Balloons. Therefore, don't forget to bring a copy of it (do you still have one?). Heheh, who knoooowwwss kaan?
5. I can't think of anything else now. In the meantime, anyone care to join me for a mental afternoon margaritas and dancing?
Let's leave at sunrise
Let's live by the ocean
I don't mind
If we never come home at all
Steal the morning
So set in motion
In and out of love
And institutions
Cause I know
This can't last for long
[Doves]
Thursday, March 06, 2008
i thought how nice it'd be to follow the sweat down your spine
Last night I watched the Incubus concert. On a work night! Wild. =D
I know when you're 23 and practically have all the freedom in your hand, it's not exactly as exciting as going for booze and weeds on a school night. But still. I'm glad I still can be one of those people who work and go out for some music or such--on work nights!!!
Anyway. About the concert. You know how I always get smitten after watching concerts? Well, this time I was beyond smitten. Mr. Boyd. His hypnotizing moves. Barechested. Pelvic bones. And of course seeing the tsk-tsk-tsk-ahhh part of Are You In live. Tsk, the concert was a total mindfuck! Literally.
And I'm screwed real good.
photo courtesy of PM from rileks.com
I know when you're 23 and practically have all the freedom in your hand, it's not exactly as exciting as going for booze and weeds on a school night. But still. I'm glad I still can be one of those people who work and go out for some music or such--on work nights!!!
Anyway. About the concert. You know how I always get smitten after watching concerts? Well, this time I was beyond smitten. Mr. Boyd. His hypnotizing moves. Barechested. Pelvic bones. And of course seeing the tsk-tsk-tsk-ahhh part of Are You In live. Tsk, the concert was a total mindfuck! Literally.
And I'm screwed real good.
photo courtesy of PM from rileks.com
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
i'm in love with something that i can't see
This is a bit late, but,
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2008!
Please note that this is the year of the rat. And I was born under the sign. A friend once said that when it's our year, we have to take every chance that we got. Because the result will most likely be good. Therefore, my sort-of new year's resolution is... to take more chance, to try more things, to live more. Wait, that's three.
Anyway. The point is, I'm going to seize the day more. Carpe diem. That's sort of thing. Although it'll be a tad difficult, considering my laziness. But I'm going to try anyway.
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For the new year's eve itself, I spent it in Bandung. With Ped and Ngong. We had our countdown moment in a karaoke lounge. 100% alcohol free, for the first time in... what, 5 years? Then we reviewed 2007 over martabak manis and martabak telor, made wishes for 2008, and hoped that we'll spend the next new year's eve together, and maybe with more people.
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Last but not least. My habit of reviewing the previous year. Let's take a walk back to 2007, shall we? I'll make it short this time.
1. The whole I-want-to-sleep-next-to-him butterflies. Hahah. It must've been the lonely air of the holiday season.
2. The whole ship-that-supposedly-can't-sink issue. Still haven't got that sorted out yet.
3. Got a job in a local tabloid, Wanita Indonesia. Got myself some great friends, who taught me a thing or two about life. Like what it's like to be old like them. Teehee.
4. My article about suicide had actually stopped some reader from doing so. Nice, eh? The most rewarding thing so far.
5. Quitted my job. Had two months of a beautiful slacker's life.
6. Got another job as a secret agent.
Quiet year, huh? Well, here's to a more exciting 366 days of 2008. Cheers!
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2008!
Please note that this is the year of the rat. And I was born under the sign. A friend once said that when it's our year, we have to take every chance that we got. Because the result will most likely be good. Therefore, my sort-of new year's resolution is... to take more chance, to try more things, to live more. Wait, that's three.
Anyway. The point is, I'm going to seize the day more. Carpe diem. That's sort of thing. Although it'll be a tad difficult, considering my laziness. But I'm going to try anyway.
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For the new year's eve itself, I spent it in Bandung. With Ped and Ngong. We had our countdown moment in a karaoke lounge. 100% alcohol free, for the first time in... what, 5 years? Then we reviewed 2007 over martabak manis and martabak telor, made wishes for 2008, and hoped that we'll spend the next new year's eve together, and maybe with more people.
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Last but not least. My habit of reviewing the previous year. Let's take a walk back to 2007, shall we? I'll make it short this time.
1. The whole I-want-to-sleep-next-to-him butterflies. Hahah. It must've been the lonely air of the holiday season.
2. The whole ship-that-supposedly-can't-sink issue. Still haven't got that sorted out yet.
3. Got a job in a local tabloid, Wanita Indonesia. Got myself some great friends, who taught me a thing or two about life. Like what it's like to be old like them. Teehee.
4. My article about suicide had actually stopped some reader from doing so. Nice, eh? The most rewarding thing so far.
5. Quitted my job. Had two months of a beautiful slacker's life.
6. Got another job as a secret agent.
Quiet year, huh? Well, here's to a more exciting 366 days of 2008. Cheers!
the wheel is reeling
but such a waste
for i keep u-turning.
Monday, January 07, 2008
she'll let you deep inside, but there's a secret garden she hides
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The Rules:
1. Each blogger must post these rules
2. Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves
3. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight
things and post these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose
eight people to get tagged and list their names.
4. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’ve been tagged and
to read ur blog.
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Here goes. Eight secret (or not) doors opened.
1. I hate people easily. I fall for people easily. And I fall out of love easily too. Generally. So, If you're afraid that I might hate you, don't fret. And if you know that I have a crush on you or some sort, don't be flattered just yet. I do that to everybody else.
2. I have an eternal inner 5-year-old in me. I still watch cartoons, create imaginary friends, adore santa, and go crazy over balloons. I try my best to be mature when needed, but I don't think anyone should let their inner child disappear.
3. I'm a big dreamer/daydreamer. I often take my dreams seriously. And I sometimes can't tell the dreams apart from reality.
4. However, I find it hard to believe in things like happily ever after, marriage, honesty, loyalty, and all the muluk-muluk things. But, I'm willing (if not, dying) to be proven wrong.
5. I believe that we have our options. And I always think that, kalo bisa gampang kenapa mesti dibuat susah. So, I always try my best to avoid difficult, uncomfortable, inconvenient situation. For example, I refuse to take a bus, if I have enough money to pay a cab instead. People often take me for some kind of spoiled brat. Well maybe I am. But I think I'm just living out my options.
6. I don't like people that much. I think some of them are just bad to the bone, and the rest are plainly disappointing. However, I've made some limited exception. There are people I actually care about, no matter what they do.
7. I LOATHE icky bathrooms.
8. I love ice cream. Especially Ben and Jerry's Half Baked Brownies and Cookie Dough!
The next victims are......
1. Pedhe
2. Andrei
3. ...
4. ...
5. ...
6. ...
7. ...
8. ... Told you, I don't like people that much. Whoever want to try this thing, knock yourself out!
The Rules:
1. Each blogger must post these rules
2. Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves
3. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight
things and post these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose
eight people to get tagged and list their names.
4. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’ve been tagged and
to read ur blog.
==========================================================
Here goes. Eight secret (or not) doors opened.
1. I hate people easily. I fall for people easily. And I fall out of love easily too. Generally. So, If you're afraid that I might hate you, don't fret. And if you know that I have a crush on you or some sort, don't be flattered just yet. I do that to everybody else.
2. I have an eternal inner 5-year-old in me. I still watch cartoons, create imaginary friends, adore santa, and go crazy over balloons. I try my best to be mature when needed, but I don't think anyone should let their inner child disappear.
3. I'm a big dreamer/daydreamer. I often take my dreams seriously. And I sometimes can't tell the dreams apart from reality.
4. However, I find it hard to believe in things like happily ever after, marriage, honesty, loyalty, and all the muluk-muluk things. But, I'm willing (if not, dying) to be proven wrong.
5. I believe that we have our options. And I always think that, kalo bisa gampang kenapa mesti dibuat susah. So, I always try my best to avoid difficult, uncomfortable, inconvenient situation. For example, I refuse to take a bus, if I have enough money to pay a cab instead. People often take me for some kind of spoiled brat. Well maybe I am. But I think I'm just living out my options.
6. I don't like people that much. I think some of them are just bad to the bone, and the rest are plainly disappointing. However, I've made some limited exception. There are people I actually care about, no matter what they do.
7. I LOATHE icky bathrooms.
8. I love ice cream. Especially Ben and Jerry's Half Baked Brownies and Cookie Dough!
The next victims are......
1. Pedhe
2. Andrei
3. ...
4. ...
5. ...
6. ...
7. ...
8. ... Told you, I don't like people that much. Whoever want to try this thing, knock yourself out!
Friday, December 07, 2007
take a seat, take your life, plot it out in black and white
It's friday night! Rah-rah!
And yet, I'm not out living the life of gadis metropolitan. This moment is too precious to NOT spend it resting at home. Yes, I'm very much an anti-social slave nowadays. I have no social life whatsoever. And of course, when I have no time for living, I have no time for primping.
So, as I constantly read articles about how three morning star flags were found at Abepura's prison on my Everest-like newspaper pile, I have my very own three morning stars on my forehead known as zits.
Bleurgh.
Well, at least I get paid good. And when I finally have an Everest-like moolah pile instead, I'll buy myself some social life and flawless skin.
On a lighter note, christmas is coming up.
And yet, I'm not out living the life of gadis metropolitan. This moment is too precious to NOT spend it resting at home. Yes, I'm very much an anti-social slave nowadays. I have no social life whatsoever. And of course, when I have no time for living, I have no time for primping.
So, as I constantly read articles about how three morning star flags were found at Abepura's prison on my Everest-like newspaper pile, I have my very own three morning stars on my forehead known as zits.
Bleurgh.
Well, at least I get paid good. And when I finally have an Everest-like moolah pile instead, I'll buy myself some social life and flawless skin.
On a lighter note, christmas is coming up.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
you hate us 'cos we're beautiful, well we don't like you either, we're cheerleaders!
You know, in a typical teen flick, there's always this stereotype towards cheerleaders? That they're popular--on the upside. But on the downside, they're stupid, fake, slutty, shallow... What else, you mention.
See, I myself joined the cheerleader squad back in high school. And generally, the above mentioned assumption wouldn't upset me. Because I know better. What sets cheerleaders apart from... people, is they dance. They do awesome acrobatic maneuvers (not me, though I wish I could).
Generally.
But of course, there are exceptional moments. Like now, when I've just watched a few episodes of Popular, and make myself wonder, why Sam "Spam" McPherson and her pathetic group of friends (excluding Carmen) can be so mean towards the idea of cheerleading--for (sometimes) very irrelevant reasons.
But no perverted act of typecasting has upset me more than what my friend did. See, there was this girl I knew back in college days. She's smart, witty, and unique. Well, at least, she always spoke her--supposedly--unique mind. Of course, to me, she's as unique as someone who tries to be--which is everyone.
Anyvaaaay. Quite many months ago, this girl posted one of those questionnaires in a public posting site. When asked which she would prefer to do, marching band or cheerleading, she answered the first one. Why? Because, she won't have "to act like some slutty idiotic bunnies".
I wish she had said that to my face, just so I could shove her smart-ass brain into her mouth.
Tsk. It furiates me so much to see how a supposedly smart person can be so narrow-minded and rude. Let me ask you all, do you have anything against cheerleaders? If yes, why? Please, take your time in thinking over the answer, before submitting it to ms. Crankypants here.
See, I myself joined the cheerleader squad back in high school. And generally, the above mentioned assumption wouldn't upset me. Because I know better. What sets cheerleaders apart from... people, is they dance. They do awesome acrobatic maneuvers (not me, though I wish I could).
Generally.
But of course, there are exceptional moments. Like now, when I've just watched a few episodes of Popular, and make myself wonder, why Sam "Spam" McPherson and her pathetic group of friends (excluding Carmen) can be so mean towards the idea of cheerleading--for (sometimes) very irrelevant reasons.
But no perverted act of typecasting has upset me more than what my friend did. See, there was this girl I knew back in college days. She's smart, witty, and unique. Well, at least, she always spoke her--supposedly--unique mind. Of course, to me, she's as unique as someone who tries to be--which is everyone.
Anyvaaaay. Quite many months ago, this girl posted one of those questionnaires in a public posting site. When asked which she would prefer to do, marching band or cheerleading, she answered the first one. Why? Because, she won't have "to act like some slutty idiotic bunnies".
I wish she had said that to my face, just so I could shove her smart-ass brain into her mouth.
Tsk. It furiates me so much to see how a supposedly smart person can be so narrow-minded and rude. Let me ask you all, do you have anything against cheerleaders? If yes, why? Please, take your time in thinking over the answer, before submitting it to ms. Crankypants here.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
wake up, kids, we got the dreamers disease
I just saw Peter Pan, the 2003 movie version, yesterday. And here's a quote from it:
While I agree with Wendy who says that 'never' is an awfully long time, but come oooon! Is Peter the man--I mean boy--of my dreams or what? Besides the fact that I've dreamt about flying with him, literally, he also lives in Neverland! And he can teach you to fly, and he promises grown-up-worries-free adventures!
Darn. Why oh why can't he be for real?
"Forget them all. Come with me where you'll never, never have to worry about
grown up things again." -Peter.
While I agree with Wendy who says that 'never' is an awfully long time, but come oooon! Is Peter the man--I mean boy--of my dreams or what? Besides the fact that I've dreamt about flying with him, literally, he also lives in Neverland! And he can teach you to fly, and he promises grown-up-worries-free adventures!
Darn. Why oh why can't he be for real?
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
when did your heart go missing?
I was talking with my aunt and uncle this afternoon, when I mentioned something about how my gram, mom, and another aunt were so good in berbasa-basi, and au contraire in my case. Then my uncle and aunt said that, actually, when I was younger, I was very good at berbasa-basi. They said, I used to say hi first to everyone, I couldn't stop talking in my waking hours, I got along well with new people...
In their word, I was so--prepare to look up your Javanese dictionary--"sumeh".
Wow. I guess none of you readers ever knew that part of me, huh? Heheh. Even I almost forgot that that Runi existed at some point.
Let's review a bit of lately. I--along with some friend(s?)--are said to be "gampang benci orang", there have been complains about me never saying hi first (wink-wink, Sind), and I'm not that excited about new people...
Well, at least, I'm still talkative, right? Every once in a while...
Right?
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This just in: Mr. Dogol, single?
In their word, I was so--prepare to look up your Javanese dictionary--"sumeh".
Wow. I guess none of you readers ever knew that part of me, huh? Heheh. Even I almost forgot that that Runi existed at some point.
Let's review a bit of lately. I--along with some friend(s?)--are said to be "gampang benci orang", there have been complains about me never saying hi first (wink-wink, Sind), and I'm not that excited about new people...
Well, at least, I'm still talkative, right? Every once in a while...
Right?
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This just in: Mr. Dogol, single?
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
falling about, i took a left off last laugh lane
Wee-hoo. It's a few days away from lebaran. While I don't actually like the D-day, au contraire with the few days before. Indra has come home, Khesia and Archie constantly have sleepovers...
With my cousins all around, I have shopping-slash-driving-mindlessly-around-town partners in daytime. And at nights, it's like having my own insomniac club here. Now in the wee hours, I don't have to blind myself out staring at the TV or my PC monitor. I can act retarded, play let's-visit-engkoh-the-fortune-teller, and dance like there's no tomorrow to the 80s songs in the dimmed red light with them, while waiting for the sahur time.
Nice. Being locked in neverland once again.
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From lately.
There are bits and pieces. Like an insignificant (but still butterflies-worthy) reference of my name, a stupefying dream, a brief (but still nice) blast from the past, and...
O yeah, I'll be having a job, two weeks from now... *crossing fingers*
With my cousins all around, I have shopping-slash-driving-mindlessly-around-town partners in daytime. And at nights, it's like having my own insomniac club here. Now in the wee hours, I don't have to blind myself out staring at the TV or my PC monitor. I can act retarded, play let's-visit-engkoh-the-fortune-teller, and dance like there's no tomorrow to the 80s songs in the dimmed red light with them, while waiting for the sahur time.
Nice. Being locked in neverland once again.
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From lately.
There are bits and pieces. Like an insignificant (but still butterflies-worthy) reference of my name, a stupefying dream, a brief (but still nice) blast from the past, and...
O yeah, I'll be having a job, two weeks from now... *crossing fingers*
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
falling slowly. sing your melody. i'll sing along.
These are the things I've spent this entire day for:
- Unsuccesfully tried to write and doodle, and had the results of these half-baked amateur works.
- Demolished my Mt.Everest-like comic/book/mag/note-pile in mom's room.
- Took a shower with mom's scrub salts.
- Succesfully read the first 10 pages out of Lolita. Of course, the story begins from page 7.
- Finished the second disc of the first season of That 70s Show.
- Watched Ugly Betty.
- Painted my toenails pink. And now they look pretty, if I might add.
Phew. Big day.
- Unsuccesfully tried to write and doodle, and had the results of these half-baked amateur works.
- Demolished my Mt.Everest-like comic/book/mag/note-pile in mom's room.
- Took a shower with mom's scrub salts.
- Succesfully read the first 10 pages out of Lolita. Of course, the story begins from page 7.
- Finished the second disc of the first season of That 70s Show.
- Watched Ugly Betty.
- Painted my toenails pink. And now they look pretty, if I might add.
Phew. Big day.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
it's nice not to be so alone, but i hold onto secrets in white houses
The butterflies I felt about 2 weeks ago are no longer here. "What was I thinking" had even crossed my mind.
So, what am I doing now? Two a.m. in the wee time, involved in another conversation with the same person I had a convo with two weeks ago. Listening to him unmercifully unload about everything, when I could've watched Ugly Betty rerun or even better, slept?
It's not a crush, and the butterflies aren't coming back. And no, I'm not in denial. In fact, I know exactly why I'm here.
Because I'm a sucker for this. Yes, I'm a sucker for people unloading to me. Listening to people's deepest secrets, fears, and hopes is somewhat... empowering. Dear lord, I'm a trash bin by choice...
So, what am I doing now? Two a.m. in the wee time, involved in another conversation with the same person I had a convo with two weeks ago. Listening to him unmercifully unload about everything, when I could've watched Ugly Betty rerun or even better, slept?
It's not a crush, and the butterflies aren't coming back. And no, I'm not in denial. In fact, I know exactly why I'm here.
Because I'm a sucker for this. Yes, I'm a sucker for people unloading to me. Listening to people's deepest secrets, fears, and hopes is somewhat... empowering. Dear lord, I'm a trash bin by choice...
Monday, September 03, 2007
i'd tell you sad stories about my childhood. i don't know why i trusted you, but i know that i could
Updates from this past few weeks.
I've left my job, on August 24th, to be exact. It wasn't as liberating as the time I quitted my teaching job. Tears and fears came pouring down. But hey, I think I'm moving on. In fact, I've moved on. It's not like I'm losing my friends there. I still got to see them, especially when I was paying the meals.
Case in point, last Friday, at my supposedly-farewell-dinner. I rounded up the PLUS* guys at Dimsum Festival Kemang. Seeing them turned out to be very, very exciting and overwhelming. Butterflies went wild and they didn't even stop for awhile to catch some air.
Anyway. I actually don't know if the butterflies were there for the little reunion, or for something else...
Moving on to the next subject.
Have you ever had one of those long talks, that stay all through the wee hours? I bet you have. But have you had one that makes you feel... comfortable and a bit giddy, maybe, at the same time? Like you could get lost in the convo right there, right then? And then the butterflies from it actually stay for a few days?!!
Like I've asked a few of my friends before, I'll ask again, what was that? If I feel like the mentioned above, does that necessarily mean, I have a crush on the convo-partner? Nuh, right? Well, whatever that was, my feelings are back to normal now. So, I think it was just some case of momentarily lapse for being an infatuation-prone, right? Rrrrigghht. Inputs are welcome, though.
Okie. I think that's it from moi. I've lost my mood to ramble some more.
See you soon!
I've left my job, on August 24th, to be exact. It wasn't as liberating as the time I quitted my teaching job. Tears and fears came pouring down. But hey, I think I'm moving on. In fact, I've moved on. It's not like I'm losing my friends there. I still got to see them, especially when I was paying the meals.
Case in point, last Friday, at my supposedly-farewell-dinner. I rounded up the PLUS* guys at Dimsum Festival Kemang. Seeing them turned out to be very, very exciting and overwhelming. Butterflies went wild and they didn't even stop for awhile to catch some air.
Anyway. I actually don't know if the butterflies were there for the little reunion, or for something else...
Moving on to the next subject.
Have you ever had one of those long talks, that stay all through the wee hours? I bet you have. But have you had one that makes you feel... comfortable and a bit giddy, maybe, at the same time? Like you could get lost in the convo right there, right then? And then the butterflies from it actually stay for a few days?!!
Like I've asked a few of my friends before, I'll ask again, what was that? If I feel like the mentioned above, does that necessarily mean, I have a crush on the convo-partner? Nuh, right? Well, whatever that was, my feelings are back to normal now. So, I think it was just some case of momentarily lapse for being an infatuation-prone, right? Rrrrigghht. Inputs are welcome, though.
Okie. I think that's it from moi. I've lost my mood to ramble some more.
See you soon!
Saturday, September 01, 2007
seven years disappear below my feet
This is from having too much time in my hand.
7 YEARS AGO
1) How old were you?
* 15-16
2) Where did you go to school?
* SMA 70
3) Where did you work?
* Wherever people needed some pompoms to be waved.
4) Where did you live?
* Jakarta
5) Where did you hang out?
* Blok M Plaza kalo pulang sekolah. Dan mall-mall lainnya.
6) Did you wear glasses?
* I started wearing contacts this time around.
7) Who was your friend(s)?
* Bune, I think. And people from my class.
8) How many piercings did you have?
* None.
9) What car did you drive?
* Couldn't drive at all. hahah.
10) Had you been to a real party?
* Define real party.
12) Had your heart broken?
* Yah, namanya juga anak muda. Dikit-dikit brokenhearted.
13) Single/Taken/Married/Divorced?
* Single
2 YEARS AGO.
1) How old were you?
* 20
2) Where did you go to school?
* English lit, UI
3) Where did you work?
* Chrysolit English Course
4) Where did you live?
* Jakarta
5) Where did you hang out?
* Kansas, and still, malls all around south jakarta
6) Did you wear glasses?
* Still wearing contact lenses
7) Who were your friends?
* Pedbunros, and I think by this time, I had softened up a bit towards people in my campus, and I found a whole new fship in people, especially Sinnilnan.
8) Who was your crush?
* I think this forgetful boy--or should I say Boi. Who was--according to my own words back then--"hard to like, but hard to hate".
9) How many tattoos did you have?
* None
10) How many piercings did you have?
* Six
11) What car did you drive?
* I don't think I could drive back then. But I remember taking sind's car for a few rounds around the campus.
12) Had your heart broken?
* Yaah, I don't know. But I think I learned some time then, that heartbroken is just a state of mind.
13) Single/Taken/Married/Divorced?
* Single
NOW, 2007.
1) How old are you?
* 22
2) Where do you work?
* Actually, I just quitted my job at Tabloid Wanita Indonesia last week.
3) Where do you live?
* Jakarta
4) Do you wear glasses?
* Still on the lenses
5) Who are your friends?
* Pedbunros, thankfully Sinnilnan are still around. And few others whom I hope will stay around.
6) Do you talk to your old friends?
* Which old friends?
7) How many piercings do you have?
* Still 6
8) How many tattoos?
* Still none
9) What kind of car do you have?
* Honda City. Well, it's mom's actually. but I drive it now!
10) Has your heart been broken?
* I hope I'm way smarter now to ever feel brokenhearted anymore.
11) Single/Taken/Married/Divorced?:
* Single. Ahuihuii.
12) Where did you go to school?
* What? "Did"? Didn't I mention that already?
13) Where did you hang out?
* Duh, where there are foods, drinks, my friends and a smoking area.
7 YEARS AGO
1) How old were you?
* 15-16
2) Where did you go to school?
* SMA 70
3) Where did you work?
* Wherever people needed some pompoms to be waved.
4) Where did you live?
* Jakarta
5) Where did you hang out?
* Blok M Plaza kalo pulang sekolah. Dan mall-mall lainnya.
6) Did you wear glasses?
* I started wearing contacts this time around.
7) Who was your friend(s)?
* Bune, I think. And people from my class.
8) How many piercings did you have?
* None.
9) What car did you drive?
* Couldn't drive at all. hahah.
10) Had you been to a real party?
* Define real party.
12) Had your heart broken?
* Yah, namanya juga anak muda. Dikit-dikit brokenhearted.
13) Single/Taken/Married/Divorced?
* Single
2 YEARS AGO.
1) How old were you?
* 20
2) Where did you go to school?
* English lit, UI
3) Where did you work?
* Chrysolit English Course
4) Where did you live?
* Jakarta
5) Where did you hang out?
* Kansas, and still, malls all around south jakarta
6) Did you wear glasses?
* Still wearing contact lenses
7) Who were your friends?
* Pedbunros, and I think by this time, I had softened up a bit towards people in my campus, and I found a whole new fship in people, especially Sinnilnan.
8) Who was your crush?
* I think this forgetful boy--or should I say Boi. Who was--according to my own words back then--"hard to like, but hard to hate".
9) How many tattoos did you have?
* None
10) How many piercings did you have?
* Six
11) What car did you drive?
* I don't think I could drive back then. But I remember taking sind's car for a few rounds around the campus.
12) Had your heart broken?
* Yaah, I don't know. But I think I learned some time then, that heartbroken is just a state of mind.
13) Single/Taken/Married/Divorced?
* Single
NOW, 2007.
1) How old are you?
* 22
2) Where do you work?
* Actually, I just quitted my job at Tabloid Wanita Indonesia last week.
3) Where do you live?
* Jakarta
4) Do you wear glasses?
* Still on the lenses
5) Who are your friends?
* Pedbunros, thankfully Sinnilnan are still around. And few others whom I hope will stay around.
6) Do you talk to your old friends?
* Which old friends?
7) How many piercings do you have?
* Still 6
8) How many tattoos?
* Still none
9) What kind of car do you have?
* Honda City. Well, it's mom's actually. but I drive it now!
10) Has your heart been broken?
* I hope I'm way smarter now to ever feel brokenhearted anymore.
11) Single/Taken/Married/Divorced?:
* Single. Ahuihuii.
12) Where did you go to school?
* What? "Did"? Didn't I mention that already?
13) Where did you hang out?
* Duh, where there are foods, drinks, my friends and a smoking area.
Monday, August 20, 2007
oh and i'll laugh all the way to hell
Turns out, there are other applicants. And I took part in interviewing them last Thursday.
The first one was blah. All I remember from interviewing her was that I said "standar" to my boss when she left the room, and nothing else.
The second one, in my opinion, is the best candidate so far. She used to write for Hai's suplementary Koran SMA. And god knows how my boss is head over heels in love with Hai. She's easy, in terms of, she doesn't mind leaving her classes for work, nor does she mind coming in on weekend to work.
The third girl was... Well, I don't think she can be called a girl. She's about 27, and she already has one child. I think she was too loud, and her appearance was way too tacky for an interview. She might be good in getting the dirt from the local artists, though.
The last one, had the most attractive appearance. By attractive, I mean, she would fit right in among those ABG-ABG PIM. Music and fashion wise, I got the impression that she was an up-to-date person. Not forward, but enough. But she had a difficult time in finishing a sentence. Very, very lenjeh. Ketiup-angin-langsung-terbang kind of girl.
So there you go. Which one do you think is the right one for my replacement? Of course, they're no me...
...Oh, just humor me. I'm about to lose my job.
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About lately.
- I can't believe it's easier to see people from out of town, than people who live 10-30 minutes away from me...
- Try wearing kebaya and kain--with a supertight bustier that only enables you to sit in one position, straight up--and try driving as fast as you can through saturday night's traffic. I did. And I must say, as a woman, I never felt so empowered before.
- Currently trying to compile some of my doodlings for the book plan. Crossing fingers, amen, amen, amen!
-Talking about plans, I'll be an unemployment in about 2 days or so. I need to have some plans! Anybody knows where I can rent a decent car with the lowest price?
- Anybody knows where I can get some info about master degree scholarship in New York?
- And FYI, I'll be as easy as cheap hookers soon. So, anyone wants to get together (to hang out, of course), call me. And if anyone has any job offering (aside from hookering, that is), call me.
The first one was blah. All I remember from interviewing her was that I said "standar" to my boss when she left the room, and nothing else.
The second one, in my opinion, is the best candidate so far. She used to write for Hai's suplementary Koran SMA. And god knows how my boss is head over heels in love with Hai. She's easy, in terms of, she doesn't mind leaving her classes for work, nor does she mind coming in on weekend to work.
The third girl was... Well, I don't think she can be called a girl. She's about 27, and she already has one child. I think she was too loud, and her appearance was way too tacky for an interview. She might be good in getting the dirt from the local artists, though.
The last one, had the most attractive appearance. By attractive, I mean, she would fit right in among those ABG-ABG PIM. Music and fashion wise, I got the impression that she was an up-to-date person. Not forward, but enough. But she had a difficult time in finishing a sentence. Very, very lenjeh. Ketiup-angin-langsung-terbang kind of girl.
So there you go. Which one do you think is the right one for my replacement? Of course, they're no me...
...Oh, just humor me. I'm about to lose my job.
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About lately.
- I can't believe it's easier to see people from out of town, than people who live 10-30 minutes away from me...
- Try wearing kebaya and kain--with a supertight bustier that only enables you to sit in one position, straight up--and try driving as fast as you can through saturday night's traffic. I did. And I must say, as a woman, I never felt so empowered before.
- Currently trying to compile some of my doodlings for the book plan. Crossing fingers, amen, amen, amen!
-Talking about plans, I'll be an unemployment in about 2 days or so. I need to have some plans! Anybody knows where I can rent a decent car with the lowest price?
- Anybody knows where I can get some info about master degree scholarship in New York?
- And FYI, I'll be as easy as cheap hookers soon. So, anyone wants to get together (to hang out, of course), call me. And if anyone has any job offering (aside from hookering, that is), call me.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
pretty eyed, pirate smile, i'll marry a music man
Just like my friends before me, I'm back to filling this sort of thing.
Name your 15 favorite songs and then answer the questions below.
1. Tonight Tonight - Smashing Pumpkins
2. Shiver - Coldplay
3. Ordinary World - Duran Duran
4. Strange And Beautiful - Aqualung
5. Warning Sign - Coldplay
6. I'll Stop The World And Melt With You - The Cure
7. The Middle - Jimmy Eat World
8. When I'm Thinking About You - The Sundays
9. Read My Mind - The Killers
10. Fade Into You - Mazzy Star
11. On Your Own - The Verve
12. Ocean's Breathes Salty - Modest Mouse
13. Let Down - Radiohead
14. Cut Here - The Cure
15. Tiny Dancer - Elton John
*Where's the first time you hear the song number 9?
I think in Ped's car, since she has the CD.
*What do you feel when you hear song number 4?
Heartbroken.
*You'll give number 14 for?
Old friends I run into.
*You'll hear number 10 when you feel so........Melancholily bottled up. "fade into you, i think it's strange you never knew".
*Do you like the singer number 2?
I like the bass player even better!
*Who will you dance with while you hear number 3?
Young John Taylor. Hahah, with semi-mullet, ruffled collar and shoulder pads. That or someone who knows or is able to sing the song ;)
*Your fav lyrics of song number 1?
"Believe in me as I believe in you tonight"
*Do you listen song number 7 when you're broken heart?
No. But maybe when I'm in need of some mood-boosting.
*Miss number 5?
No, 'cos "the truth is I miss YOU".
*Who will you remember if you hear number 8?
You, naturally. Since I'm thinking about you.
*What's the unique side of number 12?
Its lyrics. I don't really get it, it might be about some afterlife (or the lack of it). But listen to the words, and tell me it's not magical and beautiful.
*If someone sings number 15 to you?
If this someone is Billy Crudup or Dave Grohl, well then, hello! But if the someone is Elton John himself, then, thanks but no thanks.
*Number 6 makes you happy?
Sometimes. Because the song is kinda upbeat. It actually makes me go aww.
*Why'd you love number 13?
Because it's Thom Yorke singing genuine Radiohead's mournful tunes about "the emptiest of feelings" and "disappointed people" called Let Down. I mean, you can't get any more depressive than this. Nice.
*If a street musician sings number 11?
Wondering why he/she still stays on the street.
Name your 15 favorite songs and then answer the questions below.
1. Tonight Tonight - Smashing Pumpkins
2. Shiver - Coldplay
3. Ordinary World - Duran Duran
4. Strange And Beautiful - Aqualung
5. Warning Sign - Coldplay
6. I'll Stop The World And Melt With You - The Cure
7. The Middle - Jimmy Eat World
8. When I'm Thinking About You - The Sundays
9. Read My Mind - The Killers
10. Fade Into You - Mazzy Star
11. On Your Own - The Verve
12. Ocean's Breathes Salty - Modest Mouse
13. Let Down - Radiohead
14. Cut Here - The Cure
15. Tiny Dancer - Elton John
*Where's the first time you hear the song number 9?
I think in Ped's car, since she has the CD.
*What do you feel when you hear song number 4?
Heartbroken.
*You'll give number 14 for?
Old friends I run into.
*You'll hear number 10 when you feel so........Melancholily bottled up. "fade into you, i think it's strange you never knew".
*Do you like the singer number 2?
I like the bass player even better!
*Who will you dance with while you hear number 3?
Young John Taylor. Hahah, with semi-mullet, ruffled collar and shoulder pads. That or someone who knows or is able to sing the song ;)
*Your fav lyrics of song number 1?
"Believe in me as I believe in you tonight"
*Do you listen song number 7 when you're broken heart?
No. But maybe when I'm in need of some mood-boosting.
*Miss number 5?
No, 'cos "the truth is I miss YOU".
*Who will you remember if you hear number 8?
You, naturally. Since I'm thinking about you.
*What's the unique side of number 12?
Its lyrics. I don't really get it, it might be about some afterlife (or the lack of it). But listen to the words, and tell me it's not magical and beautiful.
*If someone sings number 15 to you?
If this someone is Billy Crudup or Dave Grohl, well then, hello! But if the someone is Elton John himself, then, thanks but no thanks.
*Number 6 makes you happy?
Sometimes. Because the song is kinda upbeat. It actually makes me go aww.
*Why'd you love number 13?
Because it's Thom Yorke singing genuine Radiohead's mournful tunes about "the emptiest of feelings" and "disappointed people" called Let Down. I mean, you can't get any more depressive than this. Nice.
*If a street musician sings number 11?
Wondering why he/she still stays on the street.
Thursday, August 02, 2007
when i say out loud i want to get out of this, i wonder, is there anything i'm going to miss
Yesterday, I saw a girl. About my age. Nothing unusual, jeans, tee, and cardi if I'm not mistaken. And aside from her bag, the only thing she carried was a big brown envelope. She was passing me, S, and another guy from the artistic on her way in. She had that fearful-slash-jittery look. You know, like she couldn't bring herself to look directly at us, so instead she tried her best to nail her eyes to her shoes. She went in for like 30 seconds, came back out again, and the envelope had gone.
S and I looked and smirked at each other. And almost simultaneously said "my (/your) replacement". And sighed.
My prejudgement about the girl? As Phoebe Buffay might say, I think she's "vanilla". I wonder what the other applicants look like. I wonder if there's any other applicant.
S and I looked and smirked at each other. And almost simultaneously said "my (/your) replacement". And sighed.
My prejudgement about the girl? As Phoebe Buffay might say, I think she's "vanilla". I wonder what the other applicants look like. I wonder if there's any other applicant.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
i think that i'm throwing, but i'm thrown
So, there you go, bandages have been ripped off. One went well, and will stay well (hopefully).
The other...
Well, it's about me resigning. Mini boss took it well (he's a zen kind of person), than I imagined. But I think--and this will sound very egotistical of me--I THINK, he was this close to crying. His eyes were glassy and all. Hahah.
I shouldn't laugh, though. Because lately, I've been living in a near-tears state. I don't know if it's because my works keep piling up, and I loathe them. Or my 5-or-so months crying-celibacy has finally ran out its route. Or maybe because no matter what, it's still kinda hard to part with this place.
And of course. Now that I've said, this is it, I'm really quitting, the good things are coming back to the surface. Just two days ago, mini boss, S (big-bully-like artistic guy/occasional big brother figure), and I went to get late night ice cream. And as always, they were acting embarassingly stupid on our way there and back. That was kind of fun. It's been a while since we did that. And after few incomplete meetings, yesterday, all of us were there. That was also fun...
I'm still leaving. But somehow it feels as hard as staying.
Unexpectedly, my inside was really squeezed last night. When I saw S doing layouts and putting this ad: PLUS* Wanted, Jadi Reporter Yuk! I know, I know I shouldn't complain. I was the one who ask mini boss to go look for my sub. But it just felt so... final.
Well, I'm still leaving. And if I change my mind, I know I'll regret it. So, bye-bye.
Darn, this one bandage is ripping itself off oh-so-slowly.
The other...
Well, it's about me resigning. Mini boss took it well (he's a zen kind of person), than I imagined. But I think--and this will sound very egotistical of me--I THINK, he was this close to crying. His eyes were glassy and all. Hahah.
I shouldn't laugh, though. Because lately, I've been living in a near-tears state. I don't know if it's because my works keep piling up, and I loathe them. Or my 5-or-so months crying-celibacy has finally ran out its route. Or maybe because no matter what, it's still kinda hard to part with this place.
And of course. Now that I've said, this is it, I'm really quitting, the good things are coming back to the surface. Just two days ago, mini boss, S (big-bully-like artistic guy/occasional big brother figure), and I went to get late night ice cream. And as always, they were acting embarassingly stupid on our way there and back. That was kind of fun. It's been a while since we did that. And after few incomplete meetings, yesterday, all of us were there. That was also fun...
I'm still leaving. But somehow it feels as hard as staying.
Unexpectedly, my inside was really squeezed last night. When I saw S doing layouts and putting this ad: PLUS* Wanted, Jadi Reporter Yuk! I know, I know I shouldn't complain. I was the one who ask mini boss to go look for my sub. But it just felt so... final.
Well, I'm still leaving. And if I change my mind, I know I'll regret it. So, bye-bye.
Darn, this one bandage is ripping itself off oh-so-slowly.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
sometimes you just have to walk away, wishing today was yesterday
Random. Random. Random.
- Saw KT Tunstall's old vid--Other Side Of The World--yesterday. The guy in the video is zsazsazsu-inducing. And I still don't know who that is. Anybody knows?
- Anyone knows where to get a heart-shaped glasses? And I'm not talking about Marilyn Manson new single. I literally mean, sunglasses with heart-shaped frames. Me wanna very much. Please suggest something cheaper than Topshop's Rp. 239000 one, or Mango Rp. 299000 one. Much much cheaper.
- Isn't Shirley Manson just gorgeous in Garbage's Tell Me Where It Hurts video? Red head and all.
- Current favorite catchy song: Rooney's When Did Your Heart Go Missing. Basically, it sounds the same like their other songs, but something about this one that sticks more. I dig the end part, when the vocalist starts to converse the words rather than sing them? And the lines are: "I don't know where your heart went/ It was here just the other day/ Now it's gone/ I'm gonna call the police/ Call the investigator, the heart investigator". Muwahahah. It's so tacky, it's gooood!
- I like Badly Drawn Boy's new video, Promises. It looks like a lamp shop. You know, similar to KoC's Cayman Island. And just like I love balloons, I love lamps.
- Have you been through this: You have to have a serious talk with someone (/people). And you rehearse it in your mind over and over. You even prepare some worst-case scenario. But when it's getting closer to that talk, you're afraid everything you've prepared to say, won't make any sense at all. Either today or tomorrow, I have to tell my midget boss that I won't renew my working contract next month. Scary. And I have to have the "we need to talk" kind of talk, with people I never thought I would have one with. *sigh*
- I'm hungry.
- Saw KT Tunstall's old vid--Other Side Of The World--yesterday. The guy in the video is zsazsazsu-inducing. And I still don't know who that is. Anybody knows?
- Anyone knows where to get a heart-shaped glasses? And I'm not talking about Marilyn Manson new single. I literally mean, sunglasses with heart-shaped frames. Me wanna very much. Please suggest something cheaper than Topshop's Rp. 239000 one, or Mango Rp. 299000 one. Much much cheaper.
- Isn't Shirley Manson just gorgeous in Garbage's Tell Me Where It Hurts video? Red head and all.
- Current favorite catchy song: Rooney's When Did Your Heart Go Missing. Basically, it sounds the same like their other songs, but something about this one that sticks more. I dig the end part, when the vocalist starts to converse the words rather than sing them? And the lines are: "I don't know where your heart went/ It was here just the other day/ Now it's gone/ I'm gonna call the police/ Call the investigator, the heart investigator". Muwahahah. It's so tacky, it's gooood!
- I like Badly Drawn Boy's new video, Promises. It looks like a lamp shop. You know, similar to KoC's Cayman Island. And just like I love balloons, I love lamps.
- Have you been through this: You have to have a serious talk with someone (/people). And you rehearse it in your mind over and over. You even prepare some worst-case scenario. But when it's getting closer to that talk, you're afraid everything you've prepared to say, won't make any sense at all. Either today or tomorrow, I have to tell my midget boss that I won't renew my working contract next month. Scary. And I have to have the "we need to talk" kind of talk, with people I never thought I would have one with. *sigh*
- I'm hungry.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
not seeing the rest of you is getting the best of me
Has anyone listened to Justin Timberlake's I Think She Knows/Love Stoned? Not my favorite, but maaan, I love the end part. When the music suddenly gets very serene? Enticing.
And aside from that, I have nothing to tell here.
Except that I miss some people, some moments in time, some conversations,
Somewhere.
And aside from that, I have nothing to tell here.
Except that I miss some people, some moments in time, some conversations,
Somewhere.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
shoot me in the head
Come to think of it, I've always wanted to be a journalist because I like to write. But interviewing people? That's another story. Well, I actually don't mind interviewing people. But interviewing local artists that I've never heard before and I don't care anything about... There's something about it that I loathe. Yes, LOATHE.
And what I loathe more than interviewing them?
Having to interview them with my mini boss around. Ugh. Why doesn't he let me patronize these wannabes by myself???
Iwantout. Iwantout. Iwantout. Bwaaaahhhh!!! x'0
And what I loathe more than interviewing them?
Having to interview them with my mini boss around. Ugh. Why doesn't he let me patronize these wannabes by myself???
Iwantout. Iwantout. Iwantout. Bwaaaahhhh!!! x'0
Friday, June 22, 2007
can we start this again?
I've been trying to be optimistic for quite a while. But the feeling is phasing out. And it's just like we are, from where I'm standing right now.
So, tell me you're not phasing us out.
Please.
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So, tell me you're not phasing us out.
Please.
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Someone turn me around
Can I start this again?
Now someone turn us around
Can we start this again?
We've all been changed
From what we were
Our broken parts
Left smashed off the floor
I can't believe you
If I can't hear you
I can't believe you
If I can't hear you
[Editors]
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
killmenow. killmenow. killmenow.
I bought a bottle of Nu Green Tea one day, and noticed that they (whatever company that produces the drink) gave away prizes depending on what was written on the inside of the bottle cap.
So I opened the bottle, and took a look. There it was, written in the same shade of orange as the bottle cap...
BELUM BERUNTUNG
Of course.
Now, the bottle-opening scene and the image of that bottle cap always haunt me everytime things don't go my way.
Yes, belum beruntung, indeed.
So I opened the bottle, and took a look. There it was, written in the same shade of orange as the bottle cap...
BELUM BERUNTUNG
Of course.
Now, the bottle-opening scene and the image of that bottle cap always haunt me everytime things don't go my way.
Yes, belum beruntung, indeed.
Friday, May 25, 2007
i can't be losing sleep over this
So, so far I've been working in this place I'd like to call the sinking ship office for 3 months and 4 days...
3 months!!! I thought I had went through 3 lifetimes here. I still have some more 3 months to go before my contract expires.
And just like normal people, I'm starting to loathe my job. No more eager, idealistic, optimistic fool. I've come to realize that my job is not well paid, nor it has the professional working ethics. This is a joke.
And I hate my boss, because he's stupid. He always insists on giving teenagers the coolest and hippest pieces. When really, aside from his girlfriend, he's even further from the word 'teenagers' than I am. And seriously, he's not cool and definitely not hip.
I don't know if I'm telling the exact facts or if it's just some 3-months-crisis talking.
Point is, I have to get out of here. But there's always that dreadful point of getting started. In this case, getting started to quit.
3 months!!! I thought I had went through 3 lifetimes here. I still have some more 3 months to go before my contract expires.
And just like normal people, I'm starting to loathe my job. No more eager, idealistic, optimistic fool. I've come to realize that my job is not well paid, nor it has the professional working ethics. This is a joke.
And I hate my boss, because he's stupid. He always insists on giving teenagers the coolest and hippest pieces. When really, aside from his girlfriend, he's even further from the word 'teenagers' than I am. And seriously, he's not cool and definitely not hip.
I don't know if I'm telling the exact facts or if it's just some 3-months-crisis talking.
Point is, I have to get out of here. But there's always that dreadful point of getting started. In this case, getting started to quit.
Sunday, May 06, 2007
hold on to this kite, just don't let me down
Bits And Pieces.
- I'm gonna be an aunt. Tee-hee. Yes, my sister's a pregger. That is nice and exciting. On the other hand, the pregnancy justifies my sister's being a big spoiled brat for about 9 months. Okay, take a deep breath...
- Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger are so last year. Blake Lewis and Chris Richardson (from AI) make the cutest couple ever. Heheh. No, they aren't going out or something. But I see they have become best friends... And best friends that look good always score high in my book. Too bad, Chris is going home. Maybe he doesn't sing well, but he's easy on the eyes.
*Ps. Blake looks even better with the dark hair!
- Another good-looking besties are Peter Parker and Harry Osborne. Have you watched Spiderman 3? This couple, however, are more likely to pull a Brokeback Mountain routine. I mean with all the Hallmark-channel-material scenes and all. But the movie was entertaining, still.
- Speaking of which, I watched the movie yesterday, with Ing, Bunsya and Pedngun. After I went sushi-ing with Ingga and before we all went karaoke-ing at Inul Vista (my 1st time there!). What a fulfilling day. I mean, first, sushi. Second, a movie with Tobey Maguire, James Franco and Kirsten Dunst in it (I know, I'm such a star-crazed pre-teen). Third, karaoke-ing somewhere new. Inul's was niceee, it has a disco ball and a tambourine that lights up. Of course, being with the most best friends you can scrape together from your life, beat it all.
- Girl friends vs boyfriends. It'd make an interesting topic for the inside us column on my tabloid, wouldn't it? It just that, it seems to be the universal theme of the moment. What to do, what to do? And I can keep being the optimistic fool and thinking to myself, "it shouldn't be this hard with us, and whatever this is, it'll phase out". But the reality is, it is this hard with us now, and I haven't seen any way out.
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- I'm gonna be an aunt. Tee-hee. Yes, my sister's a pregger. That is nice and exciting. On the other hand, the pregnancy justifies my sister's being a big spoiled brat for about 9 months. Okay, take a deep breath...
- Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger are so last year. Blake Lewis and Chris Richardson (from AI) make the cutest couple ever. Heheh. No, they aren't going out or something. But I see they have become best friends... And best friends that look good always score high in my book. Too bad, Chris is going home. Maybe he doesn't sing well, but he's easy on the eyes.
*Ps. Blake looks even better with the dark hair!
- Another good-looking besties are Peter Parker and Harry Osborne. Have you watched Spiderman 3? This couple, however, are more likely to pull a Brokeback Mountain routine. I mean with all the Hallmark-channel-material scenes and all. But the movie was entertaining, still.
- Speaking of which, I watched the movie yesterday, with Ing, Bunsya and Pedngun. After I went sushi-ing with Ingga and before we all went karaoke-ing at Inul Vista (my 1st time there!). What a fulfilling day. I mean, first, sushi. Second, a movie with Tobey Maguire, James Franco and Kirsten Dunst in it (I know, I'm such a star-crazed pre-teen). Third, karaoke-ing somewhere new. Inul's was niceee, it has a disco ball and a tambourine that lights up. Of course, being with the most best friends you can scrape together from your life, beat it all.
- Girl friends vs boyfriends. It'd make an interesting topic for the inside us column on my tabloid, wouldn't it? It just that, it seems to be the universal theme of the moment. What to do, what to do? And I can keep being the optimistic fool and thinking to myself, "it shouldn't be this hard with us, and whatever this is, it'll phase out". But the reality is, it is this hard with us now, and I haven't seen any way out.
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New York, New York
And I almost dance in the middle
Of shopping housewives and
Snobbish perfume-sales ladies
And I know it's raining outside
But still, I celebrate
For I will be seeing you
And you, and you
And you, and you
But still,
I wish I'd be seeing you too.
Thursday, May 03, 2007
you don't have to worry, 'cause there ain't no need to hurry.
5-ish. Try driving across (well not exactly 'across') Jakarta, see people start their day as you end yours, while listening to the hypnotizing tunes. I did. I was on my way home, the moon was full and shining brightly and at the same time, I saw the sun rising.
Surreal.
Now the sun is up, and the strangeness I call my moment on the daybreak has gone.
Alright. Time to butcher the keyboard with my teens'-lingo-filled writings I call work.
Surreal.
Now the sun is up, and the strangeness I call my moment on the daybreak has gone.
Alright. Time to butcher the keyboard with my teens'-lingo-filled writings I call work.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
i never really gave up on breaking out of this 2-star town
I'm still at my office. With nothing to do. Just waiting for one of the drivers in my office to take me home. Well, compared to last week, this is nothing. Then, I actually stayed at the office until 7 am the next day, and the internet connection was cut off in the wee hours--just when I wanted to rant in my blog.
And now, is one of those nights when I feel so hollow, and yet my head is heavy from I dontknowwhat. The idleness, perhaps. I could've been home by now. Wrong day to decide not to bring my own car.
Maybe I've been smiling too much these days and I'm tired. I want to stop acting all nicey-nicey. I want to pass people by and give them the cold shoulder. I want to shrug ignorantly when they ask stupid questions. Blaaaah. I need my used-to-be-frequent libur semester.
Yes. I know the word 'semester' is no longer in my vocabulary.
I wish I could channel this... what, angst? into writings, or something. But I can't even pretend to be creative right now. All out of cigarettes, and I only have my half-empty carton of teh botol to fiddle.
Like that girl Juliette Binoche played in Chocolat, I want to leave everything behind. And go somewhere else. Or like always, I just want to hide behind those--whom I consider the best people alive.
Is it time to run?
And now, is one of those nights when I feel so hollow, and yet my head is heavy from I dontknowwhat. The idleness, perhaps. I could've been home by now. Wrong day to decide not to bring my own car.
Maybe I've been smiling too much these days and I'm tired. I want to stop acting all nicey-nicey. I want to pass people by and give them the cold shoulder. I want to shrug ignorantly when they ask stupid questions. Blaaaah. I need my used-to-be-frequent libur semester.
Yes. I know the word 'semester' is no longer in my vocabulary.
I wish I could channel this... what, angst? into writings, or something. But I can't even pretend to be creative right now. All out of cigarettes, and I only have my half-empty carton of teh botol to fiddle.
Like that girl Juliette Binoche played in Chocolat, I want to leave everything behind. And go somewhere else. Or like always, I just want to hide behind those--whom I consider the best people alive.
Is it time to run?
Sunday, March 25, 2007
woke up and wished that i was dead
Bits and pieces of lately,
I've let go the possibility of a better job with better paycheck. Which left me with no more option to run to.
Lately, people told me their secrets. And I feel like my hair is getting bigger from keeping and digesting all of those.
Been missing geng, ngong, and suril like crazy. However, time isn't exactly on my side these days.
Those and little things, that somehow lead to...
Can't help feeling scared. For I don't know what. Maybe for entering the grown-up world. I don't think I've ever been this scared. I don't think I've ever wanted to cry this bad. Wait, yes, I have, but that's another story. But I don't think I've ever held my tears inside this long. I wish I could just hide behind my friends, and stay in the moment for a while or ever. Yes, I want to mematung, again. That, or run.
Mygod. I'm terrified.
I've let go the possibility of a better job with better paycheck. Which left me with no more option to run to.
Lately, people told me their secrets. And I feel like my hair is getting bigger from keeping and digesting all of those.
Been missing geng, ngong, and suril like crazy. However, time isn't exactly on my side these days.
Those and little things, that somehow lead to...
Can't help feeling scared. For I don't know what. Maybe for entering the grown-up world. I don't think I've ever been this scared. I don't think I've ever wanted to cry this bad. Wait, yes, I have, but that's another story. But I don't think I've ever held my tears inside this long. I wish I could just hide behind my friends, and stay in the moment for a while or ever. Yes, I want to mematung, again. That, or run.
Mygod. I'm terrified.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
je ne veux pas travailler
I'm in need of major mood lifter and some big-time ego booster.
Please gimme some. I'll pay you back someday, when I am rich and can afford to be reckless.
Please gimme some. I'll pay you back someday, when I am rich and can afford to be reckless.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
je veux seulement l'oublier, et puis je fume
I wonder, would people in my office know if I smoked weeds secretly?
Oh how I want to. Badly.
Oh how I want to. Badly.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
a million ancient bees began to sting our knees
Told you I'll be back.
When it rains, it really does pour huh? Aside from the flood issue lately, it's raining job offers for me. The IT thing, then I heard MRA has an opening for a copywriter position, HiScope called me back (yeah, like I would go back teaching toddlers), Ditie called me and said there's an opening in Maverick the comicbook publisher or something, and Tisam just called me to offer a job--something to do with event organizing.
Except for Tisam's offering, none of them is a sure thing. But it would be fun to try, right?
My lorrrd! Omaygad, idle fingers are typing prone but I have nothing to type! I'll be back to smoking one of these days.
Bleuwgh.
When it rains, it really does pour huh? Aside from the flood issue lately, it's raining job offers for me. The IT thing, then I heard MRA has an opening for a copywriter position, HiScope called me back (yeah, like I would go back teaching toddlers), Ditie called me and said there's an opening in Maverick the comicbook publisher or something, and Tisam just called me to offer a job--something to do with event organizing.
Except for Tisam's offering, none of them is a sure thing. But it would be fun to try, right?
My lorrrd! Omaygad, idle fingers are typing prone but I have nothing to type! I'll be back to smoking one of these days.
Bleuwgh.
this is how it works, you're young until you're not
Just three hours ago I signed my working contract with Wanita Indonesia. Yes, the tabloid I mentioned in my last entry. My tummy's churned, I'm committed.
Just three days ago I was sitting in an IT company's meeting room--up there on the 7th floor, with a big window and tall buildings as its view. And I was thinking about giving up my idealistic dream of working in a media, learning my brain out about IT and eLearning and such, and becoming a power-suit-wearing corporate slave. IF, they want to hire me.
However, that's bye-bye now. At least for the next 6 months.
I really hope this will go well. The last 2 days has been a nervous-fest for me. I have to socialize, and so far so good in that department. I work with an all-boys team, that's a plus. But there's this girl who looks like she won't look at my direction and I'm afraid she hates me. And another girl who looked at me funny when I said I wanted to make a cup of coffee just minutes ago. What?
O my. I start thinking too much.
My boss isn't here yet and it's almost lunch time now and I don't have anything to do. Crap. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind the lazy days, if only I had someone to talk to. AND if only those girls I mentioned above didn't keep passing me by on their way to the kitchen.
*major sigh*
Maybe I'll be back in an hour or so.
Just three days ago I was sitting in an IT company's meeting room--up there on the 7th floor, with a big window and tall buildings as its view. And I was thinking about giving up my idealistic dream of working in a media, learning my brain out about IT and eLearning and such, and becoming a power-suit-wearing corporate slave. IF, they want to hire me.
However, that's bye-bye now. At least for the next 6 months.
I really hope this will go well. The last 2 days has been a nervous-fest for me. I have to socialize, and so far so good in that department. I work with an all-boys team, that's a plus. But there's this girl who looks like she won't look at my direction and I'm afraid she hates me. And another girl who looked at me funny when I said I wanted to make a cup of coffee just minutes ago. What?
O my. I start thinking too much.
My boss isn't here yet and it's almost lunch time now and I don't have anything to do. Crap. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind the lazy days, if only I had someone to talk to. AND if only those girls I mentioned above didn't keep passing me by on their way to the kitchen.
*major sigh*
Maybe I'll be back in an hour or so.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
i hear in my mind all this music and it breaks my heart
Happy belated Valentine's Day!
By the way, I spent the 14th with my ex. Hahahah. He invited me to go play at his house. And yes, like Nilam said, how very anak SD of him, ngajaknya main. It wasn't bad though, we talked, he curhat-ed about people and I gossiped about people, and I got to draw creatures and he said he'd put it on his wall... It wasn't bad, but it was somewhat weird and I kept on feeling like bolting out of there ASAP and seeing my friends.
Which I did. See my friends, I mean. Geng Suril plus Tisam and Nand's boyf got together for a while at Kansas. Too bad Nandia didn't stay that long because, I'm not sure, either a plan with her mom or a Valentine's day plan with boyfriend. But that's ok, namanya juga lagi anget-angetnya, ya gak? Anyway, I, NilSindTis went karaoke-ing later on. I've always thought karaokeing is fun, but what's even more fun is dancing the songs away! Eheheh.
So, yesterday was OK and yet, tiring.
As for today, I had to wake up early because I had this writing test and an interview for one of the local tabloids. This certain tabloid isn't really my thing, but I really have to have a job (let's not ever go back to those last seven words again) and I have to start somewhere. I hope I did well on the test and I hope I've dazzled the interviewer with my charm. Ahahah.
On my way home, the cab driver kept on making conversation that sometimes felt like a debate session and asking me questions about education, journalism, job fields, economy, local policemen, and our country basically, that required me twisting my brain out so that I could give the whatsoundedlike-best answers. Weird. And tiring. It felt like I was being interviewed twice today.
As for the random stuff:
Back then when the movie Moonlight Mile was playing on theaters, there was this song that was played during its trailer, and I never knew what song it was. I had checked the movie soundtracks and listened to each song, but I couldn't find it. One day, it was played at the Starbucks and I even pushed myself to ask the mas-mas Starbucks what song that was. But of course the stupid mas-mas didn't know. Anyvaaaay. Now, years later, I found out what song that was. It was Elton John's Someone Saved Me Tonight. Now that I've heard the whole song, I don't even like it that much, I just like the ending (the part they played for the movie trailer). But mygod, it's so satisfying to finally find out something like this. Next task, that "superglue" song, Dro.
Random things #2. I had a... sort of came-too-late crush. Ahah. See, there's this guy I know from campus. Back in the college days, I had noticed him, but there was always someone I liked better. So he was kind of forgotten. But lately I've been reminded of him again because of small stuff. Few days ago, when I was drowned in the word heartbroken, I checked out his friendster profile and found this on one of his who-I-want-to-meet list--more or less:
kamu yang hatinya patah dan gak tau mau dilem pake apa
Haw. Don't I just want to raise my hand.
Anywho. I've graduated, so has he, and it's a bit too late to even like this guy. So there'll be nothing out of this. Barely a crush.
Okie. Runi, out.
By the way, I spent the 14th with my ex. Hahahah. He invited me to go play at his house. And yes, like Nilam said, how very anak SD of him, ngajaknya main. It wasn't bad though, we talked, he curhat-ed about people and I gossiped about people, and I got to draw creatures and he said he'd put it on his wall... It wasn't bad, but it was somewhat weird and I kept on feeling like bolting out of there ASAP and seeing my friends.
Which I did. See my friends, I mean. Geng Suril plus Tisam and Nand's boyf got together for a while at Kansas. Too bad Nandia didn't stay that long because, I'm not sure, either a plan with her mom or a Valentine's day plan with boyfriend. But that's ok, namanya juga lagi anget-angetnya, ya gak? Anyway, I, NilSindTis went karaoke-ing later on. I've always thought karaokeing is fun, but what's even more fun is dancing the songs away! Eheheh.
So, yesterday was OK and yet, tiring.
As for today, I had to wake up early because I had this writing test and an interview for one of the local tabloids. This certain tabloid isn't really my thing, but I really have to have a job (let's not ever go back to those last seven words again) and I have to start somewhere. I hope I did well on the test and I hope I've dazzled the interviewer with my charm. Ahahah.
On my way home, the cab driver kept on making conversation that sometimes felt like a debate session and asking me questions about education, journalism, job fields, economy, local policemen, and our country basically, that required me twisting my brain out so that I could give the whatsoundedlike-best answers. Weird. And tiring. It felt like I was being interviewed twice today.
As for the random stuff:
Back then when the movie Moonlight Mile was playing on theaters, there was this song that was played during its trailer, and I never knew what song it was. I had checked the movie soundtracks and listened to each song, but I couldn't find it. One day, it was played at the Starbucks and I even pushed myself to ask the mas-mas Starbucks what song that was. But of course the stupid mas-mas didn't know. Anyvaaaay. Now, years later, I found out what song that was. It was Elton John's Someone Saved Me Tonight. Now that I've heard the whole song, I don't even like it that much, I just like the ending (the part they played for the movie trailer). But mygod, it's so satisfying to finally find out something like this. Next task, that "superglue" song, Dro.
Random things #2. I had a... sort of came-too-late crush. Ahah. See, there's this guy I know from campus. Back in the college days, I had noticed him, but there was always someone I liked better. So he was kind of forgotten. But lately I've been reminded of him again because of small stuff. Few days ago, when I was drowned in the word heartbroken, I checked out his friendster profile and found this on one of his who-I-want-to-meet list--more or less:
kamu yang hatinya patah dan gak tau mau dilem pake apa
Haw. Don't I just want to raise my hand.
Anywho. I've graduated, so has he, and it's a bit too late to even like this guy. So there'll be nothing out of this. Barely a crush.
Okie. Runi, out.
Friday, February 09, 2007
can you hear me? are you listening? this is the sound of my heart breaking
Here are some random thoughts:
- It's February already. Time flies, eh? There goes the 1/12 of this year already.
- Therefore, I'm going to stop lazing around. Yes, that's right. Right after writing this.
- I'm in love with Al Pacino's mugshot.
- Current top 3 favorite ice cream: Sushi Tei's, Ben and Jerry's, and Cold Rocks'. Me really wanna right now.
- Sasquatch is a funny word. I like it.
- It's that time of the month. When I want to rant, or cry, or wallow in something. And just like other females of the species I blamed PMS for it; but PMS stands for Pre-Menstruation Syndrome which should've been over once the menstruation started. And it didn't.
- And at time like this, there's nothing I want more than to put the puzzle pieces together and I don't know, recollect my soul? But recollecting the puzzle pieces together is haaarrrd. And it's sad. It shouldn't be this hard. Not with us. But it is. Ugh.
- Speaking of sad, did you watch--I believe his name is--Sherman Poe on the American Idol audition? The old guy who sang You Belong To Me? Touching, touching, touching. Gimme my very own Sherman Poe!
Nyeh. Contrary to what I wrote in my curriculum vitae, I can't compose a distinctive piece of writing.
Toodles.
- It's February already. Time flies, eh? There goes the 1/12 of this year already.
- Therefore, I'm going to stop lazing around. Yes, that's right. Right after writing this.
- I'm in love with Al Pacino's mugshot.
- Current top 3 favorite ice cream: Sushi Tei's, Ben and Jerry's, and Cold Rocks'. Me really wanna right now.
- Sasquatch is a funny word. I like it.
- It's that time of the month. When I want to rant, or cry, or wallow in something. And just like other females of the species I blamed PMS for it; but PMS stands for Pre-Menstruation Syndrome which should've been over once the menstruation started. And it didn't.
- And at time like this, there's nothing I want more than to put the puzzle pieces together and I don't know, recollect my soul? But recollecting the puzzle pieces together is haaarrrd. And it's sad. It shouldn't be this hard. Not with us. But it is. Ugh.
- Speaking of sad, did you watch--I believe his name is--Sherman Poe on the American Idol audition? The old guy who sang You Belong To Me? Touching, touching, touching. Gimme my very own Sherman Poe!
Nyeh. Contrary to what I wrote in my curriculum vitae, I can't compose a distinctive piece of writing.
Toodles.
is it glue that you're offering
or maybe the beat of your drum
i'll take it, i'll take it all
save me from feeling numb
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