I have found four so far. And I can only shudder imagining how many there are that my eyes missed.
Here's the little guy that proves that beautiful creatures can come from an icky, wiggly, yellow lumps.
Friday, February 12, 2010
I have always liked the butterflies that constantly flutter around outside my office. They are the prettiest (if not the only) sight for sore eyes here. But my mom always said, "di mana banyak kupu-kupu, di situ banyak ulet."
I have found four so far. And I can only shudder imagining how many there are that my eyes missed.
Here's the little guy that proves that beautiful creatures can come from an icky, wiggly, yellow lumps.
I have found four so far. And I can only shudder imagining how many there are that my eyes missed.
Here's the little guy that proves that beautiful creatures can come from an icky, wiggly, yellow lumps.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
now the sky could be blue, i don't mind, without you it's a waste of time
So today, I decided to open the shade of the window right in front of my desk, here at my office. I decided to live brighter. Since it's a narrow window, the only thing I see is 40x40 blue skies, a green mush of tree top on the bottom right corner, and a chihuahua-like cloud on the top right corner of the square.
Oh. Wait, the chihuahua is floating to the center. Oh wait, to the left. Yep, the chihuahua is running, because it's being chased by a flea-like cloud! Oh. Now the clouds are gone...
But hey! There's you, on Miss Earheart's plane waving at me. Oh, now there's you! On a hot-air balloon dancing away (or swatting away) with the magpies. And there's the rest of you guys, floating around with umbrellas Miss Poppins-style!
Oh! Now the butterflies are knocking on the window, inviting me to join the fun! I gotta run!
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My name is Runi and yes, I'm one of those cubicle rats who daydream about the world outside. This is the 1st of my 12-step program. Blogging about it.
Oh. Wait, the chihuahua is floating to the center. Oh wait, to the left. Yep, the chihuahua is running, because it's being chased by a flea-like cloud! Oh. Now the clouds are gone...
But hey! There's you, on Miss Earheart's plane waving at me. Oh, now there's you! On a hot-air balloon dancing away (or swatting away) with the magpies. And there's the rest of you guys, floating around with umbrellas Miss Poppins-style!
Oh! Now the butterflies are knocking on the window, inviting me to join the fun! I gotta run!
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My name is Runi and yes, I'm one of those cubicle rats who daydream about the world outside. This is the 1st of my 12-step program. Blogging about it.
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
a moment, a love, a dream aloud, a kiss, a cry, our rights, our wrongs
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.
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.
-----
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!
-----
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!
-----
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.
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.
-----
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!
-----
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.
-----
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.
-----
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.
-----
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
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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.
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