cyanism

mari berjoget

2007-04-16T02:18:00.000+07:00

(katanya) hari kasih sayang

2007-02-14T01:43:00.000+07:00

Selamat Tahun Baru

2007-01-22T00:46:00.000+07:00

Maaf sekali postingan ini terlambat. Semoga tahun 2007 ini membawa harapan bagi kita semua.

-nonaCyan,2007-

Tepat rasa

2007-01-19T01:54:00.000+07:00

Minggu kemarin kebetulan jadwal saya cukup disesaki pertemuan-pertemuan sosial. Kebetulan saya bertemu dengan mantan salah satu sahabat baik. Dia bersama dengan istrinya. Kaget juga melihatnya setelah bertahun-tahun tidak berjumpa, masih keren juga.
Saat bercerita ke teman-teman, saya tidak ingat muka istrinya. Ditambah lagi saya TERHERAN-HERAN, karena dia memilih wanita itu, yang memiliki wajah mudah dilupakan (ya, saya kadang-kadang KEJAM atau pikun), dari pada teman baik saya, yang nota bene cantik sekali. Ketika saya mengutarakan keheranan ini, salah seorang teman baik berujar,"Ya dia lebih memilih vanilla".
Waktu itu saya sempat tidak habis pikir...Mengapa ada orang yang bisa memilih es krim rasa vanilla dari pada coklat-kacang-moka? Masa mau pilih bajigur dari pada es teler dengan ekstra susu dan alpukat?

Kemudian saya sadar, bukan masalah RASAnya, tapi rasa yang TEPAT dan sesuai dengan kenyamanan. Saya sendiri memakai vanilla, berupa wewangian. Tanpa terasa sudah satu dekade dipakai, dan terasa paling tepat dibanding bebauan lainnya. Walaupun diberi parfum yang berharga 5 kali lipatnya pun, pilihan saya tetap sama. Karena rasa nyaman dan aman yang saya rasakan.
Buat orang lain, suatu hal mungkin terasa "biasa" atau "membosankan", tapi ketika hal itu adalah amat tepat, maka kita tidak dapat hidup tanpa hal itu.

Ya, saya mengerti pilihan dia sekarang.
(foto diambil dari CORBIS)

mari hiduplah dengan sehat kawan.

2006-11-20T22:06:00.000+07:00

Beberapa minggu yang lalu saya melayat teman. Bukan orang tuanya yang meninggal, tapi teman sayalah yang sudah menjadi almarhumah. Miris sekali, padahal dia baru menikah bulan April yang lalu.
Sebenarnya saya malas untuk menanyakan sebab kematiannya, tetapi ibunya sudah bercerita sebelum ditanya.
"Dia meninggal karena kanker paru-paru, setiap hari memang merokoknya seperti kereta api.
Ditambah lagi ususnya lengket, karena diet ketat".
Ha...saya jadi teringat betapa bencinya saya akan benda keparat bernama rokok.
Apalagi setelah setiap hari menceritakan kejahatan rokok kepada anak-anak SD. Minggu depannya, saya mesti menjenguk seorang kawan baik di rumah sakit karena ususnya sariawan. Alasannya, karena makan tidak teratur. Kemudian kemarin saya bertandang ke nyaris Bogor, karena sahabat yang lain infeksi usus, dengan sebab pola makan amburadul juga.

Semoga cepat sembuh kawan-kawan.
Saya akan mencoba hidup lebih sehat dan menyayangi tubuh ini.

Nona Cyan belajar dari rubah kecil

2006-08-24T10:56:00.001+07:00

Apa jadinya jika kemampuan melihat,mendengar dan mencium hilang? Dunia bagaikan penuh musuh dan duri tajam...
Apalagi jika ketiga indra itu amat penting untuk bertahan hidup bagi seekor rubah? Saya amat tertarik untuk menonton film ini di bioskop. Kemungkinan tipis jika di Jakarta, maka saya menyempatkan diri untuk menontonnya sendirian 2 hari yang lalu.
Sama sekali tidak menyesal.
Sinematografi yang ciamik dengan didukung oleh pemandangan alam indah Hokkaido ditambah soundtrack yang lengket di otak menambah keharuan.
Lho kok terharu?
Film ini menceritakan tentang seekor bayi rubah (apa bedanya ya dengan serigala? beda warna doang?) yang ditemukan Taichi, seorang bocah lelaki.Taichi tinggal bersama seorang dokter hewan dan anak perempuannya. Ketika diperiksa, si bayi rubah ternyata tuli, buta dan rusak indra penciumannya, sehingga dia tidak bisa menyalak. Keadaan ini membuat pak dokter hewan yang lumayan ganteng, menyarankan agar bayi rubah ini lebih baik mati saja. Taichi protes, dan meyakinkan pak dokter bahwa dia bisa merawat bayi rubah ini agar cukup kuat untuk dioperasi. Kemudian mereka menamai bayi rubah ini : Helen, karena Hellen Keller dahulu juga memiliki nasib yang sama tapi tetap berjuang untuk hidup.
Buat saya, film ini menarik sekali karena 4 orang manusia belajar banyak tentang hidup dari seekor bayi rubah yang rentan. Ironi hidup (yang katanya film ini diambil dari kisah nyata). Ditambah satu manusianya, saya juga belajar dari rubah kecil itu, bahwa tidak perlu takut jika ada yang menyayangi kita.

Ah,tonton saja filmnya,saya cukup yakin DVDnya sudah ada di ambasador.
Jangan lupa sapu tangan.

Mas Marsden....sedih amat peranmu...

2006-07-24T19:49:00.000+07:00

Pernahkan Anda mengkategorikan pemain film berdasarkan peran yang pernah mereka mainkan?
Misalnya Steven Seagall dan Barry Prima dengan lihainya meringkus para bromocorah dengan jurus jitu di film laga, Meg Ryan dan Dian Sastrowardoyo berjalan dengan anggun selayaknya seorang wanita sedang diliput cinta dalam sebuah komedi romantis atau Keanu Reeves dan Nicholas Saputra sebagai pemeran utama pria yang bisa melelehkan hati para wanita.

TAPI sebagai Sang Pria yang jatuh cinta sedalam samudra Indonesia tetapi pada akhirnya tidak dipilih oleh Sang Wanita?

Sabtu kemarin saya baru menyadari bahwa ada seorang aktor yang (sengaja atau tidak) mengambil spesialisasi ini. Hari itu saya menonton "Superman Returns" dan "The Notebook",dan sempat melihat poster Xmen3 segede HOHA . Kemudian sadar...kalau Mas James ini bernasib "kurang" beruntung dalam peran-perannya.

Mas..mas..mbok ya o..

tercapai!

2006-06-30T03:17:00.000+07:00

Salah satu cita-cita saya adalah memanjangkan rambut..sehingga dapat menggelungnya seperti nona-nona pemain silat (dengan sumpit) dan seniman (dengan pensil atau kuas). Sering saya dikecewakan dengan benda-benda itu yang meluncur turun dengan suksesnya. Kemudian komentar orang,"Rambutmu belum cukup panjang Nona!". Atau,"Padahal rambutlo ikal ya?kok nggak bisa?".
Ternyata semua tergantung TEKNIK!
Berkat teman serumah yang berambut panjang,saya jadi tahu tekniknya! YEAH!
Tapi ya tetap..harus panjang dulu..
akhirnya..salah satu cita-cita tercapai.

are all women born wishy washy by nature?

2006-06-27T18:42:00.000+07:00

alia : I've been having second thoughts..

olio : woman,if you've said no then you DID not mean NO?

alia : ummm..it WAS NOT really a "no"..it was...I wasn't sure

olio : and? What the hey are you trying to say now?

alia : nothing

olio : WOMEN! you just don't understand YOURSELVES!!

alia : we don't, thus we are beautiful creature ^--^

(to my two beloved cancerians who turned 29 and 27 today.
One in States and one in Jakarta.
You ladies always knew what you've wanted.
Miss you both)

fell from my wall

2006-06-26T11:30:00.000+07:00

This lyric was derived from Glenn Miller orchestra's version. My favourite versions are the one from Xavier Cougat (used by WKW in 2046 and Days of Being Wild) and Luis Miguel's.

Happy 64 Sir Paul!

2006-06-19T20:58:00.000+07:00

Hari ini saya memakai kaos Beatles,karena kemarin Oom Paul McCartney berulangtahun ke-64.
Pas sekali dengan lagunya "When I'm 64"

SELAMAT ULANG TAHUN OOM!

horor deh

2006-06-17T14:38:00.000+07:00

Jamie Cullum Concert

2006-06-15T15:47:00.000+07:00

He'll be spreading pepper and vinegar all over my wounds tonight

inspired by "Where are you going" by Dave Matthews Band

2006-06-06T15:43:00.000+07:00

nonaCyan's review on Timeless by Sergio Mendes

2006-05-29T15:00:00.000+07:00

folks..
it's samba + hiphop and if you just don't have the ability to mix them...surely won't sounds as classy as this album.
Might as well listen to this such a gem for ears
^--^

Signor Sergio Mendes has featured a some hot line up fot this album fom Will I Am (well,if you can't get "My Humps" out of your head nowadays,blame it to this guy. Truthfully,this lad knows how to brainwash people), JT (hmm,i wanna see the video), three very-very good R&B singers : Erykah Badu, Jill Scott and India Arie , John Legend, etc

Although I didn't quite get the cover design (very hip hoppy though)...
Brasilian Green?

enjoy some of the tunes

nona cyan's review on Casshern

2006-05-17T03:26:00.000+07:00

This Japanese sci-fi movie was released in 2004,and based on anime with the same title from 1973. This poster almost-kiss version of the movie is quite interesting i think. The soundtrack was quite good actually, Shiina Ringo's Kuki - is a well-written song, i've listened to this before watching the movie...built some expectation indeed...

Umm..this time i'd let alia and olio to review this movie..

alia : Oh wow! look at the production designs! Soo detailed! The helicopters,trains,interior and architectures...

olio : uhuh..and what an ordinary 20's car were doing there? a bit misplaced don't you think?
but WHY they're using those Russian alphabets? Is this some Leninism thingy? and What about that Mao-styled holograms of the general? This movie is about communism in the future!

alia : Umm,i guess they just want to emphasizes the dictatorship of the general? But, Olio, the costumes and the color...SOO POETIC!

olio : poetic my [censored]! is just gothic meets those harajuku girlz. the only thing that make sense is the villain's robe. RED,inspired by the flag.

alia : HEY! the costumes ARE wonderful! especially Casshern's white bodysuit and mask!

olio : Since he's the lead,he should wear the best costume don't cha think? Personally i don't get the half mask...looks weird... And what about him being confined in that jar then suddenly gifted with super-human strength?
Well okay,fair enough, if the mutated himself after his resurrection. BUT, Yusuke Iseya just can't ACT, after the fight he went numb...yea rite!

alia : hum..ok...but he can fight..

olio : Yea,the fighting scenes were cool. Good special effects. Well, there is something very cool in this movie though..

alia : which part?

olio : the body-parts pools! With all the manufactured bodyparts in pools of BLOOD!

juju julukan

2006-05-15T03:13:00.000+07:00

yak mungkin nggak penting buat sebagian orang.

Karena bisa membuat orang lain berasumsi macam-macam,atau kalo sial, kenalan sama saya pas iseng,pasti kena tanya hal-hal yang super nggak penting bernada menggoda.

Menurut saya nama panggilan itu PENTING.
Masa iya dari kecil lebih senang diberi nomer punggung dari pada nama?
(kecuali nomer punggung Liverpool mungkin)

Sebagian suku di Indonesia sudah punya nama panggilan untuk anak-anak seperti: buyung,nduk,tole,ucok,butet dkk. Beberapa orang memilih untuk memelihara nama ini sampai dewasa,alhasil ada beberapa teman saya yang bernama Ucok.

Sebagian teman saya punya nama panggilan yang sudah berkaliber profesional,sehingga kalangan industri mereka kurang mengenal nama aslinya. Sebagai contoh eMTe,ilustrator handal Indonesia. Tahun lalu dia mendapat undangan : untuk Saudara Mohamad Thohir (apa Takdir te? lupa..pokoknya bukan Taufik). Ada juga Betmen,Jimi Forres,oom Mamang koboy dkk yang lebih terkenal dengan nama-pseudonya.

Banyak pula di kalangan pergaulan yang kadang-kadang saya sampai lupa nama aslinya. Misalnya Badak, Batu, Lolang, tikus,kloset,sayur,kuping,baskom dkk. Entah mengapa mereka semua jebolan/lulusan sekolah homogen yang berisi kaum adam atau sekolah yang dulu homogen. Kebanyakan mendapatkan julukan dari senior mereka.

Sejak kecil saya juga punya julukan. Di kalangan Eyang-eyang,Oom-tante, sepupu,sampai sekarang masih sering memanggil "baby".Mungkin karena dahulu saya dinilai paling muda di antara sepupu yang lain.(nggak direken kalo bahasa Londonya). Sedangkan di rumah,titel "adek" selalu valid (yang ternyata berlaku untuk nyaris semua anak bungsu di indonesia).

Sejak bergabung dengan grupo bahia,saya menemukan kebiasaan di grupo2 capoeira sedunia untuk memberikan apelido/julukan. Sebagai contoh nama mestre yang sebenarnya Alex,ber-apelido "cicatriz" yang artinya codet. Memang ada codet panjang melintang di perutnya. (kereeeen)
Ketika pertama kali bertemu dengannya, saya langsung mengajukan diri minta diberi apelido. Nama yang harus berhubungan dengan babi,itu membuat dia bingung...
Mungkin pikirnya "aneh bener ni cewek...kok pengen di kasih nama babi". Kemudian penjelasan bahwa hobi saya memelihara babi eh mengkoleksi barang babi, membuat dia mengangguk-angguk. Ya sudah,namamu sekarang: PORQUINHA, yang berarti babi kecil.

Saat capofest kemarin,mestre yang lebih senior dari M.Cicatriz mempertanyakan apelido itu. Menurutnya tidak bagus bagi saya,tidak membuat percaya diri dan merendahkan dan apa lagi ada lah,penjelasan M. Cabeca cukup panjang....(termasuk babi binatang jorok yang suka mengais-ngais sampah) Maka sisa capofest.beberapa kali saya lihat bisik-bisik dengan mestre lain sambil menunjuk-nunjuk saya.

Maka 2 hari sebelum capofest usai beliau memanggil saya. Dengan panjang lebar dia menerangkan sesuatu dengan bahsa portugis,yang berujung : kamu sekarang saya kasih apelido : VOVULA! 2 teman yang duduk di samping saya langsung tertawa terbahak-bahak..secepat kilat saya langsung protes : NAOOO! (coba bayangkan jika yang mengucapkan cadel huruf "V",maka menjadi majalah semi esek-esek..)
Untung masih boleh protes...jadi M.Cabeca mencari lagi...

Pada hari terakhir,menjelang penutupan beliau memanggil saya lagi. Bla bla bla bla (panjang deh pendahuluannya kalo dia ngomong) sekarang kamu bernama :"FORMOSURA"
yak..terdengar lebih baik...dan berarti bagus pula,jadi agar tidak memperpanjang urusan lidoapelido ini, saya OKeh!

*foto para mestre,professor,instutor dan alunos formados*

to wed or not to wed,that's THE question.

2006-05-05T00:41:00.000+07:00

Some of my friends are getting marry next coming months, this tendencies lead to others questioning their own relationship and yea,off course me being single questioning some issues as well.

I mean like, is it THAT complicated?

After some observations, most of them are having problems with insecurities.
Okay,who doesn't has this such thing?

You? are you SURE you're a human being?

Turned out this feeling is sooo damn common. Even the ones that seems to have "everything" (maybe not EVERYTHING,but you get what I mean) got it big time. I was amazed, when I've founded them out.

Pheww...the older we got, the more problematique this issue...All the "what if"s and "I'm afraid that he/she is going to ......"s.
Dear God!
Can it be as simple as,
"yea i love you too let's elope to europe"???

On the other hand...insecurities can also makes a person rather more attractive. Which I've just found out and still consider this interestingly funny.

Jakarta International Capoeira Festival

2006-04-05T01:54:00.000+07:00

GRUPO INTERNATIONAL SINHA BAHIA DE CAPOEIRA
presents:

"CAPOFEST"
The 1st Jakarta international Festival

Plaza Semanggi 10 -16 April, 2006
"OPEN RODAS, MACULELE, BATUCADA, SAMBA de RODAS, WORKSHOPS

International Guest:
Mestre Cabeca, Mestre Cicatriz, Mestre Binha, Contra Mestre Coelho,
Professor Tata, Instrutor Nilson, Alunos Formados Soquete & Felipe.
Others Capoeira Grupos from Malaysia, Singapore, Thailand, Australia.
International Sinha Bahia de Capoeira Cordially invite other Grupos in Indonesia.

For more Information:
click here official site

Maluquinho/Ryan +62 817 733 177
Boquinha/Wingky +62 21 302 91 177

Ramalan tahun kambing

2006-04-02T09:59:00.000+07:00

Ini owe ada sedikit nasehat dan lamalan gelatis buat
lu olang semua di taon Kambing.
Kalu bisa, pelhati'in baek2 yaa ...:

Lu olang jangan banyak2 makan kambing guling,
ental kena dala tinggi.
Kalena itu, bagi elu olang yang kolestelolnya udah
tinggi, sebaiknya banyak2 makan lumput bial sehat...

Bisnis ada bagus taon ini kalu lu olang dagang sop
kaki kambing.
Jeloannya dibikin gule, jual jadi obat kuat
(taisennya makan kambing).

Bisnis laennya ialah lu olang bisa buka bioskop yang
kalcisnya Ceceng (kelas kambing),
atawa lu dagang kopi (biji kopi 'pan kaya tai-kam)...

Musim keling bakalan panjang woa, itu disebabkan
pengaluh kambing yang takut ael.
Bagusnya lu nimbun ael yang banyak dah.
Sebisanya mandi jangan seling2,
ael mahal woo...

Taon ini, banyak olang bakal di adu domba. Jadi lu
olang kudu lebi ati2, jangan suka macem2 atawa
deket2 sama itu tukang adu.
Lu nonton aja juga bisa kebawa-bawa.
Tapi kalu lu kagak punya pilihan, ketimbang lu yang
diadu, mendingan lu yang jadi tukang adu laa.

Kambing item juga taon ini bakalan banyak dicali
buat jadi kolban...

Koluptol sepelti Kambing Bandot ada kemungkinan
bakalan di sate secala "Welldone".
Wakil2 lakyat yang kaya' Kambing Congek, bakalan
digiling masuk ke pejagalan ...

Shio yang cocok untuk lu olang yang cali patnel
bisnis di taon ini:
Kuda, kelbau (makannya sama2 lumput).
Ayam ('pan sate ayam & sate kambing seling akul
bedampingan di satu meja dan didalem pelut)

Akil kata, owe tulut bedo'a buat keselamaten lu
olang dan kita semua.
Kalo lu dapet coan yang banyak, lu musti ada bagi2
itu lejeki ke hopeng2.
Kalo lugi telus2an, lu musti coba buat bagi2 angpau
untuk buang lu punya sial...
Haiya.....!!!!!

Kiong Hie, Kiong Hie ...

m'pe Wong Kam Pung
Professional Astrolog Certified
Ijin praktek : No. 234/6969/APTNI
Asosiasi Paranormal dan Tidak Normal Indonesia

haven't complitely understand God's mysterious deed

2006-04-01T12:13:00.000+07:00

Yesterday was a cloudy friday, but I decided to reverse the grey mood.
So, I opened my wardrobe,and chose one of the most "happy mood" shirt. It was the bright yellow,"Ice cream please" shirt.Kept my thoughts in track,"I'm going to church,I'm going to train today,I'm going to forget,I'm going to walk further...and THERE'S NOTHING TO STOP ME!".

Then as usual,another God's mysterious deed, just as i entered the church,the rain poured heavily."Oh well,might as well do some novenas before the stations of the cross started".
This ritual has bees such a conundrum to me. It's a remembrance of "via dolorosa",Christ's sufferings before he was put on the cross. So this is one of the most sacred ritual. And yet,I always cried whenever I do this.

Perhaps because of the visuals?

Perhaps the sympathy?

Maybe because this ritual concern a lot of kneeling?
(ah yes,my right knee didn't complain yesterday,another God's mysterious deed)

Or the prayers which most of the times are so different than the usual ones?
They usually use those reflective prayers,with "smack on your face" language. Each and every station does makes you think about stuffs you've did. Most of the times they use literal language. So maybe I wept in remorse.

Then in the following mass,the response was : "God is closer to the brokenhearted".
Oh...i felt a bit pang in my chest. And yea,afterwards the gloom just swept away.

wham..bam...nothing ma'am

2006-03-31T01:19:00.000+07:00

such and such heartache from merely fugly perpretrator is unnecessary
and yet
still
why?

nona cyan's review on Mrs.Henderson presents

2006-03-28T00:34:00.000+07:00

Been wanting to watch this movie since I saw the poster,however didn't had the chance (and everyone's just doesn't seem interested)
British movie + cabaret + tons of 40's songs + Dame Judi Dench = Nona Cyan's kind a movie! In addition, Will Young's character bear the same name as me.
Taking WWII as the time frame, it was feast for my eyes. The wardrobe (Viva L'art Nouveau!) was fantastic. The cinematography wasn't bad,but i guess they can do better (since the maker made Amelie).

Judi Dench acting was flawless (no wonder for the Oscar nomination),as a widow who wanted something to do after her husband passed away. So she decided to give a go in entertainment bussiness. The chemistry between Dench and Hoskins (he was butt naked in this movie,wonder was it a stand in?) was compellingly sassy. Quite amusing script, very british comedy, so, if you don't like British jokes,well, this movie won't be enjoyable.

When a friend got the DVD, my initial reaction was playing it and sing a long with any song that I recognised (that include "Goody-goody" and "All The Things You Are"). Come to think of it,it was better for me to watch it on DVD,guess those other people will throw their drinks and pop corn all over me if i saw this flick in the cinema.

nona cyan's review on Transamerica

2006-03-23T00:32:00.000+07:00

My initial comment about this movie was Felicity Huffmann SHOULD won the Oscar for this!
Gosh...she looks really authentic! The gestures,the face,the make up,the dressing style,the voice and the wee wee (does it looks like that when guy's peeing?).

Back then,my (personal) explanations for men who wants to become women were :
1. Women simply just have better looking bodies.
2. Lotsa-lotsa wider choice of wardrobe,make up and accessories.
3. All men are obesessed with boobies.

This movie just gave another (yet more reasonable) explanation,because psychologically, they're just : women. Stanley-turns-Sabrina (Felicity Huffmann) just wanted eveybody else,especially his/her family to see him/her as a whole woman. To turn himself into one, he had to overcome his issues first. That includes getting closer with his son (hence i can't helped imagining Chandler in Friends).
Toby (hot-hot young lad Kevin Zegers), his son has been living in dumpsters, and Sabrina's instinctively wants to get him a better life. I really admire her for letting him to pursue his career (even if his ambition is to becomes a porn star). This father-son relationship is weirdly heartwarming.
Some satirical humor are slipped here and there, like how's Sabrina sits with thighs opened wide and the GG (Genuine Girl) who dressed like transexual.

Can't agree more with the tag line:
LIFE IS MORE THAN THE SUM OF ITS PART

different tunes

2006-03-22T23:25:00.000+07:00

At first I had no idea what genre this album should fall into. Luckily ITunes is equipped with "genre" section,so it's classical.

I'm a soundtrack junkie,especially for James Newton Howard's,John Williams's,Shigeru Umebayoshi's and off course, Ennio Morricone's works.
To listen Morricone's piece in cello played by Yo-yo Ma has given me a different dimension. Morricone's compositions have always been my favourite since "Cinema Paradiso",but the composition for "Legend of1900" was incredibly moving. The deep stringy sounds from Yo-Yo Ma, just make those compositions slit deeper into my veins.

does enough means more?

2006-03-19T20:55:00.000+07:00

alia : Goodness Gracious! I just don't want to feel worry ANYMORE!
olio : so basically,you wanna die? Let me see....what's the most painful way to kill you.
++thinking++
olio : well,i can chain and starve you to death,with feasting on ice cream in front of you.
Or stab you with tooth picks all over your body,then let you bleed to death.
Then again there always be those KNVB team who can beat you up.
--silence--
olio : hey? SPEAK woman!
--long pause, about a hundred sighs later--
alia : Missing you is enough.

The One That Got Away

2006-03-13T15:21:00.000+07:00

Source: The Manila Times
By: Mark J. Macapagal

In your life, you'll make note of a lot of people. Ones with whom you shared something special, ones who will always mean something. There's the one you first kissed, the one you first loved, the one you lost your virginity to, the one you put on a pedestal, the one you're with ...and the one that got away.

Who is the one that got away?

I guess it's that person with who everything was great, everything was perfect, but the timing was just wrong. There was no fault in the person, there was no flaw in the chemistry, but the cards just didn't fall the right way, I suppose. I believe in the fact that ending up with someone, finding a long time partner that is, does not lie merely in the other person. I can actually argue that an equal part, or maybe even the greater part, has to do with the matter of timing.

It has to do with you being ready to settle down and commit to someone in a way that goes beyond the little niceties of giddy romance. How often have you gone through it without even realizing it? When you're not ready to commit in that mature manner, it doesn't matter who you're with, it just doesn't work. Small problems become big; inconsequential become deal breakers simply because you're not ready and it shows. It's not that you and the person you're with are no good; it's just that it's not yet right, and little things become the flashpoint of that fact.

Then one day you're ready. You really are. And when this happens you'll be ready to settle down with someone. He or she may not be perfect, they might not be the brightest star of romance to ever have burned in your life, but it'll work because you're ready. It'll work because it's the right time and you'll make it work. And it'll make sense, it really will. The day comes when you're finally making sense of things, and you find yourself to be a different person. Things are different, your approach is different, you finally understand who you are and what you want and you've become ready because the time has truly arrived. And mind you, there's no telling when this day will come.

Hopefully you're single… but you could be in a long-term relationship, you could be married with three kids, it doesn't matter. All you know is that you've changed, and for some reason, the one that got away, is the first person you think about. You'll think about them because you'll wonder, "What if they were here today?" You'll wonder, "What if we were together now, with me as I am and not as I was?"

That's what the one that got away is. The biggest "What if?" you'll have in your life.

If you're married, you'll just have to accept the fact that the one that got away, got away. Believe me, no matter how fairy tale you think your marriage is, this can happen to the best of us. But hopefully you're mature enough to realize that if you're already with the one you're with, that this is just another test of your commitment, one which will just strengthen your marriage when you get past it. Sure, you'll think about him/her every so often, but it's alright. It's never nice to live with a "might have been," but it happens.

Maybe the one that got away is the one who's already married. In which case it's the same thing. You just have to accept and know that your memories of that person will probably bring a nice little smile to your lips in the future when you're old and gray and reminiscing.

But if neither of that is the case, then it's different. What do you do if it's not yet too late? Simple... find him, find her. Because the very existence of a "one that got away" means that you'll always wonder, what if you got that one? Ask him out to coffee; ask her out to a movie, it doesn't matter if you've dropped in from out of nowhere. You'd be surprised, you just might be "the one that got away" as well for the person who is your "the one that got away." You might drop in from out of nowhere and it won't make a difference.

If the timing is finally right, it'll all just fall into place somehow. And it would be a great feeling, if in the end, you’d be able to say to someone, "Hey you, you're the one that almost got away."

ternyata?

2006-03-11T13:07:00.000+07:00

gerah
tapi aku tak ingin terbangun
karena sebentuk dirimu bertandang dan menetap

di alam sadar rindu berkadar nihil
di bawah
dirimu hadir dengan kaos berkerah setrip-setrip

ramalan (kurang) tokcer Djeung Susy

2006-03-10T12:03:00.000+07:00

Ibu saya memang seorang pribadi yang suka mengejutkan dengan kelucuan-kelucuannya. Entah mengukur mobil dengan sapu (jangan tanya ijuk apa lidi) atau "menjebak" saya untuk mengukur peruntungan ke orang pinter.
Saya tidak bakal lupa,saat itu dia meminta saya menjemputnya di suatu rapat di hotel Sahid."Lagi males nyetir sendiri kali doi",pikir saya. Jadi sebagai anak yang berbakti,saya menebeng motor rekan sekantor,kemudian menyambung bus way,demi menyetiri ibu saya pulang.
Ternyata eh ternyata...
Begitu kelar rapat,dia langsung menggiring saya ke suatu stand pameran. Papan yang terpampang di depannya : JENG SUSYLOWATY keturunan bla bla bla,ahli dalam mencari barang hilang,peruntungan dan jodoh dan bla bla yang lain.Lengkap dengan foto ukuran 5R.
ASTAGA!
Begitu melihat saya,seorang ibu-ibu berumur 40an yang Njawani berat (untung waktu itu dia nggak pakai kain) langsung berkata,"ooh ini toh anak ibu. Ayo mbak sini,duduk". Begitu duduk dia langsung menanyakan tanggal lahir lengkap dengan jam (ibu saya mikirnya lamaaaaaaa banget,pas ditanya,"pokoknya dia lahir sore-sore,waktu itu aku lagi belanja di supermaket"). Kemudian Jeng Susy ini mengambil semacam lingkaran tabel (sundial?) lalu mencocokkan dengan unsur-unsur.
"ooh,mbak ini unsurnya tanah,jadi cocoknya kerja di bagian perkebunan" (kenapa nggak sekalian jadi makelar tanah aja?). Demi kesopanan dan kestabilan jagat,saya cuma menggangguk-angguk.
"sekarang kerjanya opo tho?",tanyanya.
"desainer".
"baju? atau interior?"
"bukan,grafis"
"ooh..ndak pa pa,percetakan tho? masih berhubungan sama kertas. Kertas kan dari perkebunan juga".
*gubraak* iya aja deh,pikir saya.
"Haduh,bukan itu dia masalahnya Jeng!",kata si Mamah,"dia ini kok seret jodohnya".
buset...sekalian aja dipampang di billboard bunderan HI Mah...tapi saya sudah pasrah,mengenal ibu saya sejak lahir.
Karena banyak yang mengantri Diajeng,maka ramalan disambung ke sesi ke dua...dia datang ke rumah..

Lalu si Mamah bilang,"biar tokcer kamu mengobrol berdua aja sama Jeng Susy yaa!". Untunglah Jeng Susy cukup asik,jadi saya juga nggak terlalu berkeberatan.
"Nah,kamu mau nanya apa?",katanya.
"Apa ya? masa kode buntut? yaah,studi saya aja deeh",secara saat itu saya belum tahu diterima atau tidak di sekolah yang sekarang.
"ooh,tenang aja..pasti kamu keterima kok".
okeh,bolehlah yang ini bener tebakan Diajeng.Kemudian dia bercerita tentang klien-kliennya,mungkin karena saya bingung mau nanya apa lagi.
"Ada yang lagi kamu suka?"
"umm ada..."
"Coba diceritakan ke saya"
Saya cuma bilang satu jawa satunya cina (nggak rasis lho,cuma biar membedakan saja).
"ooh,jangan khawatir,nanti mereka akan mengejar kamu sebelum studimu kelar"
*nggak mungkin banget deeeeh!* kecuali gue ngutang gede sama mereka

Kemudian ibu saya dateng (sumpah,saya curiga sebenernya dia nguping)
"terus kapan anak saya kawin?",tanyanya ujug-ujug.
"ooh,jangan khawatir bu,nanti sebelum kuliahnya selesai,dia tinggal milih. Nanti malah dia kemungkinan besar milih yang bule. terus punya rumah di sini dan di luar,bla bla bla"

BULE???? astaga dragon panjangnyaaaaaaaaaa......
Djeung yang baik hati...seumur-umur (kecuali Keanu,itu juga campuran) saya belum pernah naksir/ditaksir BULE...selera masih orientalisme.
Reaksi saya cuma cengar-cengir monyet...

Saking nggak ada ide buat majang gambar,saya pilih kartu tarot "magician" dengan gaya Saturday night fever ini. Mungkin maksudnya infinite disco?

nona cyan's review on Pepper Lunch

2006-03-10T08:10:00.000+07:00

Setiap lewat restoran yang menjual bistik gaya jepun ini selalu ada antrian...jadi penasaran dong ya..jualan apa sih? Lada? Jadi semalam saya dan tandeman nyoba hal-hal baru bertekad bulat untuk mencoba.
Dari luar terlihat isi restoran tidak terlalu ramai,tapi kok masih ngantri ya?
Di depan pintu dipampang menu gede yang amat informatif (this joint is smartly designed indeed). Ternyata sistem restoran ini adalah memilih dan memsan makanan di pintu depan,lalu mengambil minuman dan side dishes (penganan sampingan?) di counter. Kemudian ada yanto yang mengantarkan ke meja.

Kemudian pesanan diantar ke meja.Lucu sekali bentuknya,hot plate steak dipagari dengan kertas bertuliskan cara memanaskan. Jadi begitu pesanan datang, kita harus membolak-balik makanan agar mentega dan saus yang di tengah bercampur.
Baunya....ENDANG gulindanggg nendang!

Agar rasa lebih gurih,saya menambahkan kecap. Ternyata kecap mereka adalah garlic soy sauce! nyam! Lucu juga nih kalo bikin buat masak di rumah.

Pesanan saya; Hitokuchi cut steak,lumayan empuk dan sesame chicken shake salad ENAAAK! Salad dengan udon secuil di bawahnya.
Sedangkan Detta memesan Combo cut steak with hamburger. Enaaak juga! pas matengnya. Soft ice cream with caramel "kuromitsu" juga nyam nyam!

Teuteuup...ketika pesanan meja tetangga datang...beef pepper rice terlihat begitu mengundang. Kelihatannya menu itu bakal kami coba lain kali.

Wara laba ini berasal dari Jepang dengan cabang di Taiwan dan Singapura

bon menunjukkan $ 35

Walk the Line

2006-03-02T12:40:00.000+07:00

Actually, in my opinion,this movie didn't fully covered The Man in Black's life.
I was expecting a movie as dark as his lyrics.
But hey,it's a terrific love story between Johnny and June. Although the movie explained why Johnny got hooked on drugs and mixed up. It's was all about Jack's death and his father's attitude.
Good casting...very good indeed. Phoenix (Ladies,another drool control when he wears singlet and unshaved chin) and Witherspoon really got the chemistry there.
No wonder those two leading role are among Academy Award nominations.
The costume is well designed...make me wanna wear black and bold coloured prints skirt.
Here's the bold movie official site .

Here Johny Cash proposing June for the 40th time (is that LOVE or psychotic??),well if you wanna do it big, do it in front of public i guess.

Feel the Southern love y'all!

nona cyan's review on Spielberg's MUNICH

2006-02-26T19:59:00.000+07:00

Actually this movie should fall into Drama - comedy (hey,this sounds like a category in Golden Globe,or was it Musical - Comedy?)
Spielberg has tactfully placed some silly yet deep joke in some spots,so when I was in verge of tears,I laughed instead...Can't forget the radio joke..and the song was Al Green's "I'm so in Love with You"....What the *&^% a song from an AMERICAN PREACHER can bring peace to an Arab an A Jew (fighting over a radio channel)? This song also used as a background for one of the most intense conversation in the movie...between Eric Bana and "the Arab guy who looks like Enrique Iglesias".

Umm yea,I was also made some racist comment about Jews...especially when financial guy from MOSSAD keep saying,"I want to see the receipt". He got a point though,when he said "For everything you do,there's someone else who's paying for it".

Hence I can't help but wondering why on earth Steven Spielberg choose Eric Bana for the leading role. Bana is Ban-tastic for sure (ladies...bring a bucket,he is HOT in this movie and still looks damn cool in those 70's tight shirt and pants. O yea,i addition he cooks amazing dish) but he doesn't look Jewish at all. Zach Braff from "Scrubs" looks more Jewish and he can act as well. Well, turned out he was chosen because ...well you'll see in the movie.

The cinematography is a feast for eyes and John Williams's composition adds just nicely. GREAT art direction, wonder where the art director shops? Those clothes...cars...lamps..basically those COOL 70's props. Well-picked European locations also gives more vibes into this movie.

For some people this movie is just another attemp from Spielberg to demand justification over holocaust (i.e to promote Jewish heritage). After watching this movie, I surely DO NOT agree with this.

Instead of screaming "HEIL SEMIT",Spielberg is telling how humane a spy can be. The pressure is HARD on being one...and Bana had successfully potray that in a role. A (hella hunk) simple man with life-risking task..can be seriously frustrating. I can personally understand about him being paranoid and sleep inside the closet.

Should this movie win an Oscar? I vote for best pic,but haven't seen Capote nor Brokeback yet..so my vote is not yet final. Here's Bana and Rush arguing about who should finish the baclava. Specially for ladies,here's Bana in shades...

excitedly waiting for Mr. Pat

2006-02-25T11:37:00.000+07:00

I've been an avid jazz listener since primary school (yea,i'm THAT geeky).My first ever CD was "Brazil" from Manhattan Transfer,but I've donated it to my cousin *regret that a bit* While all my friends were crazy about NKOTB,I was too,but still keeping my sanity with Ritenour and Gershwin.
So when I heard about Java Jazz is coming to Jakarta...all i can do was weep... bad timing for now. The line up sounds enticing : Lee Ritenour, Mezzoforte, Bob James, well have already saw them,but more live shows won't hurt my jazz-lovin-ear. I surely miss Patti Austin, The Brand New Heavies and Kirk Whalum.

However, Thank Goodness...Esplanade will be having mosaic music festival! Well, it won't be all about jazz,(and the prices are quite dear) but PAT METHENY will be playing! yea yea yeaaa! His works are amazingly good,up until now I still can't decide which album should i buy...most of my friends are advising to buy We Live Here . Humm..since lime wire has provided me down load access to this album...have to consider buying another one.

Man....a guy who can play guitar THIS GOOD is just too heavenly to be true and definitely worth to watch!
*if he can photograph too..that'd be a berry-nice addition :P*

OSK green tea

2006-02-24T03:49:00.000+07:00

Sebagai mantan pecandu kopi...
dan ternyata sekarang 2 gelas kopi membuat telapak tangan saya berkeringat dingin dan jantung dag dig dug (kayak mau ketemu Jake Gylendhall aje)..
.maka demi mensukseskan malam2 begadangan yang memerlukan konsentrasi tinggi (sementara godaan kasur bertahtakan guling dan bantal-bantal babi amat sangat santer)..

teh menjadi pilihan selanjutnya.

Berdasarkan survey teh hijau berkantong (yang bubuk lebih mahal) yang dijual di Singapur.
Saya memutuskan merk OSK adalah yang paling TOP.
Dari segi rasa,setelah 4 kali seduhan (pakai mug bukan karaf lho ya) masih terasa.

lay them there

2006-02-17T23:35:00.000+07:00

so you think you're different?
far more unique than the others

Well,turned out all have wounds
scars that still drips blood

lay them there
where all savage can peek
and imagining
which part can they savour most

too rare to bare
lay them there

HAPPY V DAY!

2006-02-14T11:12:00.000+07:00

wanna b

2006-02-13T10:01:00.000+07:00

are you reading this from far away?

2006-02-05T13:06:00.000+07:00

oh,do you know?
such a brute feeling this is.
Pulsing all over my body.
Each and every pulse spells a letter.
They're conjuring your name.

Floating.

The whirling wind will bring them to you.

Put your specs on.

Yes,there they are.

See them dancing in front of your nose?

You've perfected your ability of being invisible.

(riverwalk,2 am)

picker upper

2006-02-03T00:31:00.000+07:00

bland
bleak and darkness just blankets me
this bloody sulky air
can we just sweep it away?

it sticks
glued on my skin.
every centimeter of it's surface are suffering

drag this lump of remains

then my soul started dragging
Picking up one carcass after another

a spark lights up the sky
then another
then some others

Well darlings,we won't see the sparks on sunny day will we?

(thanks people,for all the sparks you've given me)

first sigh for this year

2006-01-31T01:00:00.000+07:00

Communication
by the Cardigans

Click to listen

For 27 years I've been trying to believe and confide in
Different people I've found.
Some of them got closer then others
Some wouldn't even bother and then you came around
I didn't really know what to call you, you didn't know me at all
But I was happy to explain.
I never really knew how to move you
So I tried to intrude through the little holes in your veins
And I saw you
But that's not an invitation
That's all I get
If this is communication
I disconnect
I've seen you, I know you
But I don't know
How to connect, so I disconnect

You always seem to know where to find me and I'm still here behind you
In the corner of your eye.
I'll never really learn how to love you
But I know that I love you through the hole in the sky.

Where I see you
And that's not an invitation
That's all I get
If this is communication
I disconnect
I've seen you, I know you
But I don't know
How to connect, so I disconnect

Well this is an invitation
It's not a threat
If you want communication
That's what you get
I'm talking and talking
But I don't know
How to connect
And I hold a record for being patient
With your kind of hesitation
I need you, you want me
But I don't know
How to connect, so I disconnect
I disconnect.

sayang mamah

2006-01-28T21:34:00.000+07:00

Malam ini,sepulang jalan-jalan bersama salah seorang teman,satu hal yang terpikir di kepala :
"Seluruh dunia pacaran..kecuali gue".
Sampai di rumah,kamar tepatnya,semua orang pergi mudik ke rumah masing-masing.
Makin males aja.....seluruh dunia bareng keluarga mereka.
Jadi mulai bersih-bersih kamar. Melegakan tempat untuk lebih leluasa ber-ginga.
Akhirnya nggak tahan...sms si Mamah,"Mah,aku kangen rumah.Semua lagi mudik lebaranan di sini".
Jawaban yang ditunggu biasanya adalah pesan-pesan sponsor berupa peringatan untuk konsentrasi pada studi bla bla bla..

Ternyata : "L H O ? aku lagi ngerayain imlek di Dharmawangsa".

Ealaaadalaaaah!
Ternyata..Si Mamah lagi pesta dansa Imlekan....
Ibundaku tersayang...kamu AMAT menghibur...jadi tambah kangen dan ketawa2 sendiri.
(untung rumah kosong)
Yeah,this one 's for you Mom.

the bone

2006-01-27T16:23:00.000+07:00

Here's the bone extracted from my right knee.
Isn't it pretty?

men in tights..what a terrible sight

2006-01-23T22:39:00.000+07:00

There is one crucial reason on WHY I'm not keen to eat in my school canteen.
Because there are some guys from PA (performing arts or KSP/seni pertunjukan, kalo bahasa IKJ mah) who ALWAYS wear TIGHTS,not the long one..the ultra short (as short as those hotpants).
Trust me...it will make your eyes sore.

Today,such a conundrum...
PA people invites us for lunch (YAY it's free),because their new batch of masters students are having their orientation.
FYI, those tight-lovin'-guys are wearing grey and skin coloured spandex today...
*sigh*

Even getty images doesn't cater a pic for guy in tights,so this guy's pic'll do.
And no,I don't want to draw the illustration,thanks.

Serendistupidity bus

2006-01-18T08:38:00.000+07:00

Tuhan bekerja dengan caraNya yang misterius dan kocak

Have you ever ever thought that chances are so slim that sometimes they are invisible?

Last week,Thursday for exact, I woke up with weird feeling on my eyes. Yea, stupid thing to left my contacts intact. What can I say? I was too tired after got soaking wet the night before. So I sms my friend who's also an eye doctor. He didn't reply.
I took off those contacts and pro long my sleep (hey,my class was suppose to be at 2 pm). 2nd time waking up..my eyes were watery and even too sensitive to see light. Feeling desperate, I called my friend,luckily he was in the hospital and told me to come ASAP. So I went and became his first patient in 2006 (will that suppose to bring good luck?). Few yellow icky-looking solution and eye drops then I felt much better.
Then I went to one of my best girlfriend here, Nona Hoegaarden,whose place is my fave crashing spot. (We love to watch those Indonesian gossip shows on week ends). I need a company for finishing some banking duty. Turned out it was quite a day for her as well. So, we went for a dinner, and I was listening to her burden. Afterward, we were heading to the MRT station, when she suddenly change her mind.
Nona Hoegaarden : "The number 65 bus pass Lucky Plaza right?"
Nona Cyan :"Yea...we just went there for dinner...Are thinking of taking that instead of the train?"
NH :"The rain stopped and that bus will pass your place and mine, so let's go".

So we reroute and wait for the number 65 at that bus stop. Feeling more relaxed, we chat about a sad looking chap.
Nona Cyan : " He is soo damn quiet, and talks to me only if you guys not around. That's really unnecessary,I think."
Nona Hoegaarden : " He is quiet, and he feel brokenhearted because.. bla bla bla (she filled me with his love life history)
While listening to her story, I was thinking, this guy is pathetic. Man, come on! Those girls left you surely for some reasons!
And you use that as an excuse to sink in sadness? Just get up and get a life!
Love and life can be mean sometimes, but that's not an excuse to stop living your life.
Then again,I kind of envy him because he lost a lot of kilos. Yea,and women tend to gain some.

Nona Hoegaarden : "UUUH..if only we got more time with him! I'm sure we can cheer him up!"
Nona Cyan : "Yea" and I silently pray for him,since some of my friends suffers greatly from brokenheart.
Then that bus came,she was rushing before me to find some seats.
Suddenly I heard a voice beside me.
Mas Sadness : "Are you girls going back?"
And there he was,the poor chap we've been gossiping about LOUDLY in the bus stop...
OK, he was pathetic, but I was twice more. Got humiliated twice,and we've only met 3 times.

Those "What ifs" just keep ringing inside my head....
"What if we took MRT that day?"
"What if my eyes were ok,so I don't have to go to doc and went to Orchard alone?"

Well, well well....and some may call this "serendipity".

cyan is tons more beautiful than orange

2005-12-01T22:16:00.000+07:00

Friends and my family members really know about my hate-despise relationship with this colour. Ever since I can remember, I HATE this color..don't ask me why (a lot of people has asked me the reason,and i've been pondering).
I remember in high school,we were chosen to perform some dance for the opening (SEA GAMES? PON? not Olympic for sure). The costume was a very cheesy white tights with blue and red ribbons,and that thing is much more preferable than the shirt we have to wore during practice. It was an orange t-shirt with "Jazz dance" written on the front. I gave the shirt to my mom afterward...
Actually,it wasn't such a big deal then. I can always hide my loathing against that particular colour. Only people who were really-really close who knew how i just find that colour ultra-blah. Catherine Rahadi,one of my friend since elementary,gave me a striped guess? shirt...it was pink and orange. I love the pink,but HATE the orange...since she gave it to me..i had no choice..i had to keep it. Thank Goodness...one of my best pal in IKJ was collecting that kind of shirt,so with gladness,that shirt was his.
I'm not the kind of person who stated their dislikes. However,since my working days were started.....God knows why...this colour has been popped into my life more frequently...
Then i realised how much this color discomfort me.
No idea why my friends keep flashing something orange in front of my face and I shrieked " EEEEEEK!" or lately "mongeeek!!". In one of my late office,ALL (except my boss) of people in my floor wore orange shirt...it was my b'day. Ha ha ha..so funny?!? I felt a bit nausea..

Other not-so-entertaining experiences with this colour:
- IKJ's colour is orange, wish i could burn down the "jaket almamater".
- Went to some function sponsored by..Orange telecom.
- Everytime we go to Thai Express, i choose the seat with less orange-view.
- Ryan a.k.a Maluquinho has always threats to lock me inside his orange-inside-out car. (gue nggak bakal nebeng mobil lo Ry!)
- Been closing and blurring my eyes whenever i drink orange or carrot juice,or drink them as fast as i could.
- Had a NIGHTMARE...trapped in an elevator with whole KNVB team.
- There's an orange sofa (big and orange...huh) in my studio.
- I thought i'll never-ever fly with Adam Air,but my mom took it and she told me,"don't worry,the interior is not orange.". So,i'll be home next week,using that airline.
- Last week, introduced to an interesting guy who looks like Ikang Fawzi...All i can remember was Ikang's face...because I can't remember the guy's face..he was wearing an ALL orange t-shirt. OMG!!

I don't care if Keanu Reeves or Ken Hirai wears orange...still tasteless for me!
So,why this abhorrence colour disturbs my conscience so much?

harus terus diingat jika..

2005-11-30T10:30:00.000+07:00

Terima kasih!
Sudah memimpikanmu semalam,
sehingga aku ingat.
Bahwa besok masih ada langit biru.
Mari kita bersiul bersama.
Kamu di sana bersama cintamu.
Aku di sini, mengingat langit biru yan g menunggu.

(Aozora- Shiina Ringo in repeat mode)

porquinha got a knee prob

2005-11-25T01:47:00.000+07:00

ok...i've been dislocating my knee since...like junior high?
So,i'm quite familiar with Sinshe,tukang pijet and those kinds of profession.
HOWEVER...I've never ever want to see a doctor. I dunno,just thinking about a doctor....especially a specialist.
Dunno,my smart-ass-miss-know-it-all attitude has been helping me to hinder from a specialist's examination room.
My first visit to Sports medicine doctor was on January this year,when Instrutor Rafael from grupo Banthus tackled me and I (stupidly) still tried to land on my foot.
There was my first ankle ligament tear...and i still remember what the doc said :
"You better play soccer than capoeira, Brazilians also good at it".
OMG! yeaaaa rite???! And all i had to do was waiting for my ligament to grew back (wish Panoramix could give me a magic potion for it to grew back FASTER).

That was January...
On August,I've tried to train with local grupo,who got very different style of kicking and stuff.
My knee (perhaps it was too tired after dragging 40 kilos of luggage and my bodacious body) got dislocated. I wasn't too worry (hey,it happened like sooo many times before SWGTL).
Then it was swollen for 2 weeks and PAINFUL..so i went to an acupunturist.
She gave me acupunctures and some horrid tasting chinese medicines.
Porquinha used umberella for walking for....a month,because she was too bold and cheapskate to buy a walking stick. The umberella gave up to support my weight after Michael Buble's concert.
So i was...YAY! me can moonwalk again baby!
Tried to ginga and quiexada and armada for a while..the knee felt a bit painful..
I thought it was just the recovery thingy, so I did some swimming.
Wednesday morning..i woke with a start...my knee just got cramp and SO DARN painful..
Oh God..what have I..what have i..what have i done to deserve this? (Pet Shop Boys)
My initial reaction was,trying to sleep again.

Then went to NUS to return books after some silly hours with Askar (yea,i wasn't that entertaining as usual because of that nagging pain). My doc friend (who suspected that my knee was suffering a ligament tear-->huh...not again..on the same leg...) suggest i should go to an emergency.
No I won't,that sounds waaaay tooo serious (i thought).
Today,Dr Aria (thank you bro'!) made me an appointment with some specialist in NUH. I went there with my dear second cousin,who put her children in Orchard and American club,to give me moral support. And mostly directions within NUH..
Dear God! there's a FREE-gratis bus ride to NUH from Buona Vista mrt! soowww cool!

10 mins before the appointment,we've already seated before the doc's door...
I was expecting an aged-looking-thick-spectacled-professor waiting inside.

hooo....
instead,there was a smiley-GANTENG-tall with hair sticking on its ends guy...
"ok,tell me about yourself",this guy said with smile soo wide.

.....then i was blushing when he touched my legs...
If i knew all along..that there's such doc...hum pa pa...
He told me to go to x-ray,so he can be sure what makes my knee nags.
Those huge negatives hang on his light box...my eyes caught something weird..
Doc Ganteng told me,"Your knee cap seems ok,it has returned to it's place,but you see this?". He pointed at a small thing near my knee cap..which i'm sure wasn't mentioned in biology class. "Seems like your knee has brushed against your "a-part-of-my-leg-which-i can't remember-since-i-was-thinking-about-why-he-cuts-his-hair-like-Tongki" and produced a chip of bone that has been floating around inside your knee".

HA??? a piece of BONE?
.....we're not talking about Jeff Smith's famous comic....
Been swimming (sounds more convincing than floating) in my knee?
So,ladies...go to NUH and check this doc out.

Antony Gormley..swarms of terracotas

2005-11-22T23:37:00.000+07:00

http://www.antonygormley.com/
One of the prominent British Sculptor is having his exhibition at my school (until December 6).
Actually,this is more like a "project" to him,because he ordered these terracota sculpture from China,so each and every sculture was made by ONE person (he also shows the pictures of people who made them).

They're quite small,about 15 cm tall,but all of them have the same loose figure looks.

the result?
a carpet of terracotas...

Standing in front of them makes me feel like a performer or queen of the world...

crowds of terracottas with hollow eyes..
Visitors can give their opinion...

And here's mine..

28

2005-11-10T22:53:00.000+07:00

And so this is the song for this year's bird day...

CRYING IN THE RAIN
by Carole King and Howard Greenfield

I'll never let you see
The way my broken heart is hurting me
I've got my pride and I know how to hide
all my sorrow and pain
I'll do my crying in the rain

If I wait for cloudy skies
You won't know the rain from the tears in my eyes
You'll never know that I still love you so though
the heartaches remain
I'll do my crying in the rain

Raindrops fallin' from heaven
Could never wash away my misery
But since we're not together
I look for stormy weather
To hide these tears I hope you'll never see

Crying, crying in the rain

Some day when my cryin's done
I'm gonna wear a smile and walk in the sun
I may be a fool, but til then darling
You'll never see me complain
I'll do my crying in the rain

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Now I Understand the lyric,when I was little,this didn't make sense AT ALL!
I mean like, there's way too much water here...
and I used to prefer to wipe my tears with dry towel.
But,today I've learned my lesson.

YES,he won't see the tears in my eyes in the rain.
My eyes were melting, for missing that silly monyong.

Mind you,I AM grateful for everything that have happened to me...
No regret...
none at all.
Being 28 is just like any other birhday,I rejoiced it with my best friends
(thanks to Michelle,Suryo,Deta,Askar and Nelly for coming to Brewerkz and sing a heartily b'day song for me!
and for Hazel,Aria and Femmy at bakerzin,o yea,and Yoko for Kenny Rogers! YUM!)
I guess my life is like a fine wine,it gets better with perfect blend and has to sit inside a barrel for ....quite some time.
Well,since my dough is not enough (yet) to buy wine,we just toast with beer.

Happy Lebaran Ye All!

2005-11-02T08:06:00.000+07:00

please forgive all tresspasses...

mann & hillard wrote :

2005-10-28T02:35:00.000+07:00

in the wee small hours of the morning
while the whole wide world is fast alseep
you lie awake thinking of the girl/boy
never even think of counting sheep

while the whole wide world has learned it's lesson
He'd be yours if only he would call
in the wee small hours of the morning
it's the time i miss her most of all

(instrumental)

in the wee small hours of the morning
while the whole wide world is fast asleep
you lie awake thinking of the girl
never even think of counting sheep

while the whole wide world has learned it's lesson
he'd be yours if only he would call
in the wee small hours of the morning
it's the time i miss him most off all

bolehlah babette

2005-10-22T23:42:00.000+07:00

ini Djeung Babette sedang naik lambretta...
Pekerjaannya Djeung ini adalah detektif privaat,jadi dia pake kaca mata kuning,biar nggak ketahuan identitas sebenarnya.
Djeung Babette juga jago ngider dan ngibing pakai lambretta pink.
Mau ke mana?
Mau investigasi apa?
Tinggal tilpun Djeung Babette!

Mengapa namanya "Babette"?
Jadi...sebenarnya saya rada sebal...karena sejak sampai di sini,semua (kecuali sesama orang Indonesia tentunya) mengucapkan nama saya dengan lafal seperti Bert & Ernie...karena mereka tidak bisa mengucapkan "r" setelah "e" (seperti "e" dalam pesta).
Lalu saya berjumpa dengan nona ini dan ayahnya. Entah kenapa,Si Oom demen menggonta-ganti nama saya,hari ini bisa "berta",besok bisa "betty",nah kebetulan favorit saya yang ini : "Babette".
Kebetulan nama ini juga bersahabat untuk lidah cadel. Jadi,yah bolehlah panggil saya Babette sekarang...
Ini putri semata wayang Oom Babette dengan saya di geylang serai (yang seprti pasar tenabang sebelum lebaran,lengkap dengan jeritan2 YAKKKK DIPILIH-DIPILIH-DIPILIH,pakai TOA)

crotch grabbing crooner

2005-10-18T04:13:00.000+07:00

Ok,when i bought the ticket for this show,I expected some classy performance.My anticipation mounted when i saw people all dressed up,like going to a cocktail party instead of concert (or Singaporean always dress like that for a jazz concert? geez..like going to watch London Philharmonic or s'thing). The Singapore Indoor Stadium is GREAT,i mean compare to the ones i've been to. It's clean and our seat wasn't so bad afterall (although Michael Buble was the same size as my thumb).
Actually,I'm not a fan,really,his CDs weren't worth my dough.
HOWEVER,since most of my favourite crooner are dearly departed (yea,IF i can get a hand on a time machine,i'll watch O'l blue eye,Bobby Darin and Nat) and there's a teeny-weeny chance i can watch Tony Bennet,Van Morrison or yea well,if he's selling cheap,Rod Stewart (just keep him singing the greatest american songbook),Michael Buble is better than nothing...
Buble started with "Try A Little Tendernes" and some songs from his CD,then...
He sings Moondance, one of my favourite piece from Van Morrison. Really,this Buble sure got some taste! He interprets Ray Charles (You Don't Know Me), Stevie Wonder (You and I) and Maroon 5 (This Love). Yea darling,this guy rocks!
Not just a crooner,he is a trus performer as well...his MJ impersonation...laugh me off my seat. He also dared to run among the audience,up until the 2nd class row (i sure regret didn't buy THAT row).
And yea,suddenly during one of his monologue....HE GRABBED HIS CROTCH...really,that wasn't expected.Yet still entertaining as he tried to sing operatic (move over Groban) and still sounds good.
This concert also made me found out that i can write in the dark. Mind my writing,it was DARK.

For all the ladies pleasure..here's my youngest crooner (so far)

dasar...anak-anak haree genee

2005-10-13T22:07:00.000+07:00

Sebenarnya saya tadinya hendak menceritakan konser Michael Buble,apa daya tugas menumpukk hingga tertunda.
TAPI..kejadian barusan benar-benar berkesan...dan membuat saya terpingkal-pingkal...
---
2 anak remaja pria tanggung duduk di samping saya di bis. Dari percakapan mereka,jelas..sesama pemakan gado-gado...
Mereka mulai mengobrol ngalor-ngidul,dari masalah pacar hingga dunia perbasketan. Kemudian mulai bergunjing tentang orang-orang di dalam bis.
Begini percakapan Si Tole dan Si Bedul:
Bedul : Eh,liat tu cowok pake pink! Bisa ditabok kali gue kalo pake pink sama pacar gue!
Tole : Hahaha! orang sini cuek aja,cowok2 pada pake pink.Banci kali
Bedul : Eh liat tuh cewek seksi bener mukanya
Tole : Yang mana?
Bedul : Itu yang pake orens. (ada seorang gadis yang berdiri di dekat kami)
Gue nggak keberatan yang kayak gitu di tempat tidur gue!
Tole : Wah! gue nggak bakal bangun-bangun kalo ada yang kayak gituan di kasur gue!
mereka berdua tertawa terkekeh-kekeh.
Bedul : Liat tuh cewek,bibirnya seksi juga! (merujuk seorang gadis yang duduk di sebelah saya.
Tole : Boleh juga tuh!
dan mereka membicarakan ukuran-ukuran vital gadis tersebut.Kemudian arah pembicaraan mereka makin membuat kuping saya panas...
Duh,SOK TAU banget 2 anak ini!
Lalu.
Tole : Sebelah gue juga lumayan.
Bedul : Apaan,joget-joget sendirian,dasar orang sini,gak liat tempat.
HADOOO! mereka membicarakan saya! Tanpa malu-malu dengan suara KERAS. Mengalahkan New Order yang menghentak di kuping. Makin sebel dong...udah sok teu...nyela pula...HIHHH! dalam hati,saya sudah menyusun rencana..sebelum turun saya akan mengeluarkan sumpah serapah yang INDONESIA berat,jadi cuma mereka yang ngerti.
Tapi,kelihatannya mulut saya memang bukan keranjang sampah.
Tiba-tiba Si Bedul menyodorkan uang $2. Astaga...uang itu memang selipan yang saya taruh di dompet kartu e-z link.
nona cyan : Thanks
Bedul : it's ok.

Lalu saya diam...

Bedul : Haduh,cobaan tuh barusan. Pas bulan puasa pula.
Tole : Iya, dia nggak sadar lho duitnya jatuh.
Bedul : Mana sadarlah lagi joget-joget gitu.

Kemudian saya memasukkan uang itu ke dompet (biar nggak jatuh). Tapi mulut sudah GATEL setengah mati,jadi:
nona cyan : Terima kasih yaaaa
Tole : Lho ? orang Indonesia ???
(SUMPAH!!! muka si Bedul dan Tole kaget seperti melihat Rhoma Irama pake kebaya)
nona cyan : Iya.
Tole : Dari mana? Aku dari Bandung!
Bedul : aku dari Aceh (dengan suara yang keciiiiiiil sekali)
nona cyan : Oh,aku dari Jakarta.
Tole : Sekolah di mana?
nona cyan : La Salle,duluan yaaaa!
Karena bis sudah mulai minggir di halte saya.
Tole : Wah..manis juga ya dia...
Bedul : EH! dia bisa denger kita BEGO! Dari tadi dia bisa ngedengerin omongan kita!!!
Dan saya turun dari bis sambil tertawa terbahak-bahak....kemudian melambaikan tangan pada mereka.
(Si Tole dadah-dadah balik,rada lemot mungkin dia,atau super baik hati,sementara si Bedul tidak terlihat)

homage to those who's been suffering

2005-10-07T04:01:00.000+07:00

1.10.2005
Just minutes after it blew up, I was in the taxi with my friends when my dear brother called,"Dek,there's bombs in Bali. One in Kuta Square,one in Jimbaran". My first response was,"My Godness! two in a night?". Then my bro just told me to stay calm and sms my host family in Bali,just to make sure they're ok. Turned out they are.
After I've told my friend,their first reaction was:
A : I bet it's the JI! The government is not lenient enough to them! They should sent some intels to tap in JI's movement..bla bla
He also generated some theories,one includes Malaysian ex-prime minister ("His son is Azahari's classmate..bla..bla..bla..) and some others theories,which quite rational.
B: Oh my god! Is it true?
Then he started to sms his pals. He pointed out that most ticket and hotel bookings will be cancelled,especially the ones from Australia and Japan. He works in the department of culture and tourism.
The last guy was Pakistani,He was curious about Indonesian gobernment and popped some political questions.

While I was flashing back....

2002
10 minutes...
If I stayed 10 minutes more in Kuta that Saturday night,you won't be reading this post.
I was there,so I knew how crowded that place was. I was chaperoning some high school girl,they begged for me to stay longer,but I promised their parents that I'll take their daughters back on time.
Turned out 10 minutes made them back in whole,safe and sound.
The local tv showed everything,un-edited that sunday morning.
People queued around Sanglah hospital on the next days.
Some to identify the remain of their relatives,
some just to see parts of bodies scattered in boxes.
Weeks,
months after that...
I've met people who complains about their job loss...and how the bombs impact on hotel occupancy.

Ah,
why we mortals hurt each others?

u gotta be kidding?

2005-10-05T17:47:00.000+07:00

yea...it is tasteless. Not bad though for something that considered as "low fat". I doubt the "no msg" sign though...still tastes like instant noodle...Forget the "curry" flavour..

nocturne with bits of moon

2005-09-28T23:36:00.000+07:00

why this trio keeps singing cheesy ballads?

Who am I kidding?

2005-09-27T00:03:00.000+07:00

Just me?

Or the whole wide world who’s going to laugh their sorry arses Off?
Knowing he has such a picture perfect profile.
For I just a midget who curl in the corner of this abysmal box.

I kid myself
For over and over again fall for ones that can’t love me back

I kid myself
For pouring all of these unconditional care for man that doesn’t even realize my existence

I kid myself
For these tubby hand won’t ever make him happy,
Though how weary it shall be.

I kid myself
For knowing he won’t lift a pinkie to colour my day.

I kid myself
For realizing this

I kid myself
For continuing to believe that this unbeatable ability to fond

Yet

I cannot boast anything

Can’t
Just can’t

another movie that promotes Paris

2005-09-19T01:20:00.000+07:00

"Sometime Linus,more is just more,not better"

Can't agree more to this.
The 1995 version was critizied as a lousy attempt to remake the original Sabrina 1954 with Audrey Hepbrun. Well,i think Julia Ormond (or Harrison Ford?) has dazzeld me to watch this movie for the 4th times. I mean, the idea about choosing to be a chauffeur for the sake of reading more? (Fairchild/Sabrina's dad) is still UNBELIEVEABLY brave,romantic and wise. The look also still relevant to this day (hey it's over a decade ago). One point (on the style part) that i admire most is Sabrina cuts her hair...contrast to the usual style for ugly-duckling-turns-princess was letting a long (most of the times,very) hair down. Instead she looks more independent,sassy,and stylish. In addition,the soundtrack was flawless...off course with STING in it, what can goes wrong?

am no filipino

2005-09-18T01:44:00.000+07:00

Trust me,really,i'm not racist. I don't have anything against Filipino either. I've met some cool capoeirista from Filipino,who ensure me that being pregnant is not a hinderance for training. Most people in church also Filipino too (they sure really got a big population of Chatolic there).
Hoever,since i've got here people have been asking me,"Filipino?" and i'd answer,"no,Indonesian".
I'm fine for the the first times,but it's quite tiring for the oomph times.Seems like my look is not remotely "Indonesian" or even "Malay". Numerous times i've been asked as Filipino (no sir/madam I DO NOT understand Tagalog and have whatsoever intention on attending mass in tagalog) or Thai or (this is different a Mac D employee just asked my order in whatever language they're using) Myanmar. Well, at least they're still South East Asian. My friends said it's bad, because being Filipino here is identic as being a maid,and Indonesians as well. Well, i don't really care,since maid is just another profession to me.
I remember on my first year in IKJ, some people thought i was chinese (not the chinese though). I happened again here...I hope i'll get some mandarin soon,it sure can become handy. There's this lady (auntie for exact) at the eating place across my school who spoke to me in Mandarin,but when she knew i'm indonesian..then she speaks Malay.
I was really DELIGHTED. I mean it, when a new friend guessed i'm from indonesia. When i asked why, he told me it's the "r", seems like i "curled" my "r" when i speak in english (oh Mom, i think these Singlish is getting into me).
Truthfully...i miss converse in Indonesian especially in "lo-gue" manner...gimans dong?

september nan ceria

2005-09-01T01:57:00.000+07:00

Since september 1998,I've always got goosebumps. Not really a nice kind of goosebumps,but the scary kind,everytime i hear the "September Ceria" song from Vina. Why? Because that song has permeated in my brain ever since i experience mata seni. Or you can say hazing a la IKJ.
My past campus has quite a reputation for this mata seni. It's a tradition,indeed,and still being done as you read. Mind you, i'm not 100% against it,because it gets softer and milder every year. I've heard that they don't use physical contact anymore.
Really,eventhough it's not a sweet memory. I still can't believe that i've survived it. ( Well, it was compulsary for socializing with everyone,especially the seniors back then) First time in my life i got slapped ( on the face that is) by strangers, got stripsearched (again by strangers,luckily they're all women), heared every obnoxious,super-rude swearing words every minutes (most IKJers swears A LOT, apparently), squat walk hourly, ate lunch from my fellows knee length socks ( don't ask), and other bizarre stuff they can even think of. Some of them are hilarious and well-thought though, so i learn to appreciate their efforts.
Turned out it wasn't so bad afterall....that week, and the rest of 4 years there has mold me in to a rather though person. More durable in life.
Nah, nona cyan has taken part in Mata Seni or Penerimaan Siswa baru, but always take the nice senior role. I dunno, i don't have any revenge intention towards my juniors. To me they are simply new friends who needs extra guidance. In addition,arranging those kind of things is very-very TIRING!! I can't believe those siepam ("the bad guy role") still got energy to scold,mock,yell or drag 7 days in a row.
Last week, when i went to NUS (National University of Singapore) I saw a line up. Oh my goodness....there's still hazing!
What the seniors made them do? chew gum under a cop's nose? I've found it amusing...because Singapore is such a controlled clean environment,unlike IKJ,which was chaotic and shabby.

luar dalem

2005-08-30T00:58:00.000+07:00

written by the Bee Gees,re-sung by Feist.

si monyong

2005-08-28T01:13:00.000+07:00

tidak boleh
tidak boleh merindukanmu
karena
aku takut kehilanganmu
Walaupun harapan untuk menjadi milikmu
mengiming-iming dengan setia di pelupuk mata
menabung menit untuk melihat senyummu
meski tak ada bunga
aku rela
menyeret tubuh melawan ombak
walau lelah menyiksa
rela juga
tapi
aku tidak boleh merindukanmu
begitu takut rasa ini sia-sia
apakah?

AYO Inul,Oom Rhoma,Deddy Dores,Meggy Z, Atau Glenn sekalian!
Saya buat lagu paling menye-menye sedunia!
tapi judulnya harus "si monyong"

2005-08-26T07:20:00.000+07:00

nah,i won't trade my family for all the chocolate in the world

2005-08-26T00:33:00.000+07:00

Another superb motion picture from the gothic master himself..Sir Tim Burton...This movie is soo dark, yet mesmerizing with smart use of colours. Guess the darker Tim goes,the better he woes us.
Willy Wonka was potrayed psychotically brilliant by Sir Depp,whose gone deepeer into this character.
The production designer (loove the slant house and Factory's interior),costume designer (Wonka's suits and coat...), and the choreographer ( MY GOODNESS! oompaloompas doing the Indian dance,synchronize swimming,glam rock concert,bling-bling dance?? I was laughing my arse off!!)

over and out...i'm craving for choco

mantri dari planet pluto

2005-08-24T00:37:00.000+07:00

Tidak habis pikir....itulah yang membuat saya geleng-geleng kepala. Mengaduk isi pikiran dengan maksud mencari kalimat yang sesuai untuk ber"jogo" ( bermain/mengadu) lidah dengan pria-pria ini.
Menurut mereka istilah "pacaran" adalah suatu ide abstrak yang sekarang sudah tidak relevan,apalagi dengan gaya hidup masa kini. Terdengar terlalu mengikat dari pandangan mereka.
Pikiran saya langsung melonjak (mungkin bukan pikiran,tapi estrogen)
GILA!! pacaran aja dibilang mengikat!
Urutan pacaran-tunangan-menikah itu sudah sangat umum di kalangan masyarakat. Dogma yang membakar semangat virus alergi...

mendengar tahap I (pacaran) aja udah keluar segala bentuk gejala alergi.
Sebagai mantri hati wanita-wanita, saya merasa harus menyuntikkan sedikit vaksin, agar wabah alegi ini mereda.
Atau jangan-jangan dia ingin lebih populer dari flu burung? Sehingga harus mempertajam eksistensinya di kalangan manusia,terutama kaum Adam? Tidakkah virus alergi komitmen ini bisa dijinakkan?

Dari buku catatan mantri,ada beberapa gejala dasar:
1. Menolak istilah "pacaran,"jadian",atau kalau bahasa Friendsternya "In A Relationship".
2. Memberi alasan,bahwa komitmen bukan suatu prioritas. B isa alasan umur,kesibukan,pekerjaan,kesempatan untuk "melihat-lihat".
3. Menganggap bahwa keharusan untuk mempertegas istilah-istilah yang di atas adalah pemikiran wanita yang tidak masuk akal.

Empati para pria ini seperti sudah kering dilumpuhkan oleh virus tersebut. Sudah mulai rabun dengan kegelisahan yang mendera nona mereka. Seandainya mereka mengerti...

Injeksi sudah saya suntikkan dengan ekstra hati-hati.

Apakah bisa melumpuhkan sedikit virus?

Mungkin saya dari Planet Pluto,yang yakin bahwa suatu saat para penduduk Mars dan Venus dapat berkomunikasi langsung, tanpa penerjemah dari Planet Pluto ( atau tepatnya anggota venus yang bertransmigrasi/planetagrasi ke Pluto)

betah ni' naga2nya

2005-08-22T00:22:00.000+07:00

Belum sampai 24 jam di negara singkan (singa ikan), saya sudah merasa bagaikan di kampung sendiri (ta'ela)..
Entah kenapa?

gantungkan setinggi bintang kejora

2005-07-28T16:01:00.000+07:00

Dahulu pada saat masih mengenakan rok kotak-kotak merah di bilangan Wolter Monginsidi, hanya satu keinginan saya : jadi dokter hewan. Atau mungkin jadi detektif karena kecintaan yang mendalam pada Papa Poirot. Rasanya setiap mengisi "buku kenangan" pasti saya tulis sekitar itu ( ada yang masih punya buku kenangan yang saya isi?).
Berubah pada saat penjurusan SMA, dengan rok kotak-kotak yang sama tapi beda model. Saya masih ingat almarhun Pak Pram, guru matematika bertanya, " Kamu mau masuk A berapa? nilai-nilai mata pelajaran eksaktamu kurang untuk masuk A1 atau A2, mau masuk A3? Nanti perlu perbaikan buat matematika". Saya yang keras kepala, cuma berminat masuk A2 (terus jadi dokter) atau A4 (terus jadi desainer). Cukup jelas, saya memilih masuk A4, budaya.
Kemudian perjalanan hidup mengalir sedikit terantuk kerikil dan lahar beberapa kali. Selama darah masih mengalir, jantung masih berdegup, saya jalan terus.
Sepanjang jalan, ternyata mengajar adalah hal yang tidak terbayar. Begitu menyenangkan membimbing anak-anak atau orang lain. Maka hasrat untuk menjadi dosen,merupakan ambisi yang ingin benar diwujudkan.
Seminggu yang lalu, seorang rekan kerja bertanya:
"sebenernya apa sih cita-cita lo?".
DANG
langsung saya flashback ke tahun 1996, ketika belajar menggambar suasana di suatu aula SD di Bandung (apa kabar anak-anak Spektra?). Ketika diminta menggambar cita-cita...kira-kira gambarnya seperti itu.
indah sekali..mengurus suami dan anak-anak...bisa berkarya..kadang-kadang berpameran...beberapa kali seminggu mengajar....bisa latihan capoeira.....
ah
impian

is a 4 letter word

2005-07-15T22:11:00.000+07:00

hey you,dark and lovely over there

2005-07-11T16:53:00.000+07:00

Hellow rainbow!
It's been 9 years
since your glimmering light become visible
yet
I've never has any guts to touch your tail
just flabbergasted by those colors
oh
such a pathetic creature this cyan is

babianbiru here!

2005-07-04T16:31:00.000+07:00

Bagaimana Anda menjawab telefoon?
Beberapa tahun terakhir ini teman saya semakin beragam latar belakang. Masing-masing memiliki gaya mengangkat telpon yg berbeda.Tergantung lokasi, kultur dan kebiasaan.
Lokasi.
seorang teman menjawab telp dengan "Olyviardy!"( nama belakangnya) ketika berada di Jerman, Jakarta atau negara eropa. Sekarang di Inggris dia menjawab dengan "Olyviardy speaking". Di kantor, saya menjawab telp dengan "Yayasan Cinta Anak Bangsa, ada yang bisa saya bantu?", jika menjaga jalur konseling. Ketika bebas tugas : " Meja Bos Ebi di sini...".
Karakter ini membuat saya berpikir, kebiasaan di Amerika sama dengan di Eropa.

Kultur.
Seorang kawan berkebangsaan Brazil menjawab telp dengan "alo!". Mirip dengan di sini,kita menjawab dengan "halo". Mungkin karena sama-sama dari negara beriklim panas? Jadi lebih santai perwatakannya. Setahu saya orang Prancis juga menjawab dengan "Allo?".Untuk orang yang biasa menggunakan bahasa mandarin dalam keseharian,biasa menjawab dengan,"Weei,ping ko?" (halo,siapa itu?).

Kebiasaan.
Mungkin lebih tepat : tergantung orang yang menelfon (caller ID : kemajuan teknologi yang amat berguna). Ada teman yang mengangkat telp dengan : "Ape Loe??". Pertama terdengar kasar, sekarang saya sudah mulai terbiasa. Ada juga yang menjawab dengan ," Apa sayanggg?". terutama jika dihubungi pacar/pasangan. Atau sapaan mesra lain seperti , "Yes honey?". Saya sempat menjawab telp dengan pendek : "ya?" atau "lo?", biar ringkas, cepat dan nggak buang-buang pulsa.
hmmm....ganti ah dengan ini :

Bakal lebih afdol lagi jika tabungan saya sudah cukup untuk membeli ponsel idaman :

psssssttt... Oom Grissom pake ini juga lho! Kerennya POLLL

se habla espanol

2005-06-26T12:09:00.000+07:00

saya mencoba berpuisi menggunakan bahasa Spanyol, berkat mi madre dan Tante Mila, puisi ini bisa rampung.Arti dari puisi ini....AMAT DALAM...

2005-06-15T17:14:00.000+07:00

Sabtu siang itu kami berjumpa, sekumpulan nona dan seorang nyonya. Seminggu sebelumnya kami sudah merencanakan kejutan "baby shower" untuk Nyonya Genit.
nona bos : Eh, Nyonya Genit sudah 8 bulan tuh,masa kita nggak bikin baby shower buat
dia?
nona bir : tapi gimana caranya? dia paling susah diajak pergi.Dipingit melulu.
nona cantik : kita bikin aja di rumahnya.
nyonya galak : atau kita bikin di salah satu restoran gue.
nona bos : wah itu ide yang bagus, jadi kita gampang ngaturnya. Nona ceking, bisa
ngompakin suami nyonya genit?
nona ceking : bisa, gue masih punya no telpnya.
Tapi dia bisa bo'ong gak ya ke Nyonya Genit??

Kemudian mereka mulai sibuk mengatur jadwal dan lain-lain. Sejak pagi Nyonya Galak sudah mewanti-wanti saya untuk datang lebih dulu dan membeli balon. Maka saya mampir dulu ke toys r us utnuk membeli balon (lucu-lucu banget!) dan pompannya 9bentuknya mirip semprotan nyamuk,dan mudah digunakan). Kemudian bertiga dengan Nona Bir, kami mendekorasi meja dengan balon dan pita-pita. Nona Bir kemudian belajar dari pengalaman, bahwa merokok sambil mengikat balon bisa mengagetkan orang-orang di sekitar.
Nyonya galak sudah membelikan kado bottle sanitizer dari kami semua ( dan saya terbengong-bengong melihat isinya, penuh dengan gadget yang belum dikenal). Kami menunggu......... dan menunggu.....
sampai suami Nyonya Genit berhasil mengajaknya ke "makan siang dengan klien".
ketika Nyonya Genit sampai, dia benar-benar terkejut melihat kami yang sudah siap dengan dekorasi, makanan dan kado untuknya.

kejutan berhasil!

Nyonya Genit sampai berlinang air mata saking terharunya. Kamipun jadi berkaca-kaca melihat reaksi Nyonya Genit.Kemudian kami asik bermain permainan-permainan iseng. pelajaran untuk nona cyan : minum dari dot,terutama dot untuk 1st born itu SUSAH!
Mengobrol ngalor ngidul dan Nyonya Genit mengeluarkan foto USG anak, dan memamerkan putra barunya.

Saya jadi ingat, bagaimana kami masih berteman hingga sekarang. Mulai dari kelas 1 SMP hingga tahun 2005 ini. Kok bisa ya masih bareng? Mungkin sampai anak-anak kami kuliah, sampai kami jadi nenek-nenek, sampai rambut kami memutih masih bisa melakukan hal-hal gila bersama.
ah..nona cyan menyayangi CRAZY GIRLS!!

alter ego

2005-06-07T17:30:00.000+07:00

blue
it's just blue all over the horizon
can this be bluer?
ah

bagaimana..............

2005-06-07T14:35:00.000+07:00

Supaya cyan bisa mendapatkan 25 juta rupiah.....biar bisa melihat langsung air terjun Iguassu...Juli nanti....Air terjun ini jua ada di Happy Together...film Wong Kar Wai yang sudah ditonton nona cyan 3 kali.

dan roda di pantai Bahia bersama mestre..Tata dan teman-teman segrupo...

Bagaimana caranyaaaaa???

nona nyonya

2005-06-03T14:44:00.000+07:00

Beberapa minggu yang lalu saya bertandang ke rumah salah satu teman baik yang kebetulan juga masih saudara. Ketika mengobrol, sampailah pembahasan ke topik bayi. Barulah saya sadar kalau kebanyakan sudah memiliki anak atau mengandung. Bertiga dengan teman yang sesama jomblo dan masih mencari, kami saling bertukar tatapan......
"dikejar deadline", menggantung di udara.

nona cantik : Gila! gue 29 tahun ini!! 29 !!
nona pandai : Ah gue udah gak perduli! Emang gampang apa cari cowok?? apa lagi cari suami.
nona cyan : ah...gue pusing.

+++++++++++sabtu kemarin+++++++++++++++++
teman baik saya 7 bulanan,dirayakan dengan adat Jawa yang meriah sumringah.
nona bir : Waduh...lihat, mereka sudah gendong anak semua.
nona cyan : Kita ngambil makanan yuk.

Lalu teringat orang-orang sekitar, terutama Mamanda yang sudah siap sedia memesan gedung untuk resepsi. Mereka semua mengingatkan,mendorong, membujuk, mengenalkan, dan terutama menegaskan...Papanda tahun ini berumur 77.Tentulah ia ingin anak perempuan semata wayangnya menikah secepatnya.

Semalam, sebelum tidur sempat berbincang dengan Papanda.Hal ini amat sangat jarang, biasanya pembicaraan kami hanya berkisar sudah makan apa belum, dari mana, sudah minum obat,sudah mandi ....dan hal- hal dasar lainnya.

Papanda : Nona Galak apa kabar?
nona cyan : baik, anaknya lucu sekali! Sekarang dia sedang melancong, cyan merindukannya.
Papanda : oooh, dia sudah menikah? Sama Siapa ?
nona cyan : Sama bosnya cyan, anaknya lucu sekali!!
Papanda : Suaminya orang Jawa?
nona cyan : ya, Sekarang dia sudah jadi Nyonya.(penting ya?)
Papanda : Nona Bir ?
nona cyan : bagus juga, dia bekerja di perusahaan ibunya. Sering keluar negeri untuk berpameran.
Papanda : Masih pacaran sama yang itu?
nona cyan : masih
Papanda : Kamu sudah punya pacar?
nona cyan : belum, kenapa? Papanda ingin cyan cepat menikah ?
Papanda : Nggak, terserah kamu maunya kapan.

Terima kasih Papanda !

anak sulung Nyonya Galak

nggak perlu

2005-06-03T14:07:00.000+07:00

mertamu
setiap malam kamu hanya datang bertamu
hanya singgah?
tak ingin menetap?

gundah
kamu membuatku resah

karena ini TIDAK MASUK AKAL!

jadi,
tidak perlu justifikasi
tidak perlu klarifikasi
tidak perlu pernyataan basi

serenade me KEN!

2005-06-01T11:32:00.000+07:00

"everyday every nights
wanna kiss on your lips"
--"love revolution" soundtrack -Kiss Of Life
No,
I don't want to accept the gossip (not yet considered as fact) that he's GAY ( yeaaa lucky youuu all gay guys!!).
Although one of my friend told me," yep,he's singing Faith, he's definitely gay".

+++++++++++ a li'l bit addition +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

In my opinion, he is the real visual definition of cool. His voice can really swoon every girl.
Ken can surely sings, writes such melancholic tunes and plays damn mean piano. Never fails me in every song (though I only got Ken's Bar, others just scraps, hopefully ak'sara will stock them again)
My heart skips some (not just one) beat when I found this image of his with spectacle.
I bet when he's just woke up...... still looks amazing
DIG MORe

minggir Brad Pitt !!

2005-05-30T11:21:00.000+07:00

akhirnyaaaa...setelah lama menunggu waktu yang tepat (rumah sepi, semua pada tidur, dvd sudah tersedia) saya sempat juga menonton Y Tu Mama Tambien. Sengaja, biar urut nontonnya dari amores perros - Y tu - La mal educacion - El Crimen de Padre Amaro - diaria de bicycleta lalu The King ( yang lagi heboh di Cannes), Babel ( bareng Brad Pitt, hmmm..apakah mereka akan berpakaian lengkap sepanjang film ??) dan Toto.
Kemudian berjumpa lagi dengan tatapan maut Gael Garcia Bernal, tapi ah, secara keseluruhan dia memang seksi. Bukan hanya dalam bentuk visual, gerak tubuh dan akting yang bagus juga mendukung. Senor Bernal (yang kadang-kadang bermain binal) bisa membawakan karakter dengan lihai dan tepat. Tak sabar rasanya menunggu film-filmnya yang akan datang...

puaskan matamu nona-nona!

Mama tercantik sedunia hari ini 51

2005-05-27T14:46:00.000+07:00

hari ini Mamanda ulang tahun.
Hubungan kami benar-benar seperti roller coaster di himalaya. Dulu ketika masih duduk di bangku tk, setiap Mamanda mau pergi kondangan malem (dengan kata lain tidak bisamengantar tidur) saya pasti menangis sampai kejer (tersedu0sedu mungkin bahasa Indonesianya). Lalu biasanya diberi daster yang masih berbau Mamanda,baru berhenti.
Lalu kemudian kami sering bertengkar sampai rasanya saya benciiii banget sama dia. Kami sama-sama keras kepala luar biasa hingga tidak pernah ketemu kata sepakat.
Seiring dengan berjalannya waktu, kelihatannya kami mulai dewasa.Mulai bisa bekerja sama, dan saling mengerti.
Terima Kasih Mamanda!

kehilangan arah

2005-05-27T14:30:00.000+07:00

alia : aku kehilangan arah...

olio : pegangan dong

alia : itu kan kalo bingung, ini aku kehilangan arah!

olio : terus apa bedanya ? Kamu tetep nggak tau mau ke mana atau ngapain kan?

alia : iya, seperti di perempatan jalan. aku nggak tahu mau terus, ke kiri, ke kanan...

olio : atau diam di tempat, atau mundur ?

alia : benar. Rasanya juga lemaaah sekali.

olio : ah itu karena kamu berdiet.

retak

2005-05-25T12:01:00.000+07:00

mengambang dalam kabut jingga yang menyesakkan
kala ini sinar mentari makin pudar tenggelam dalam warna yang memuakkan
"Mohon beri sedikit oksigen", pintaku bersujud.
relung paruku semakin berat, basah penuh senyawa mematikan.
tengkorak penuh sel abu-abu yang menggembung.
Sebentar lagi pecah, dia ingin memuncratkan semua isi pikiran buruk.
Busuk dan benyek seperti buah kadaluarsa.
Tunggu sebentar lagi.
Sudah retak sedikit.
Tak lama, sabarlah.
Tunggu saja, sampai retaknya tak mampu melekat lagi.

ikutan fotkop2 yukkkk

2005-05-17T16:02:00.000+07:00

ini salah satu karya yang mau saya daftarkan

kecil -kecil cabe rawit

2005-05-17T12:03:00.000+07:00

Sejak masih duduk di bangku tk, saya selalu kagum akan kebijaksanaan mahluk ini.Entah kenapa bentuknya tidak menakutkan atau menjijikan. Jadi ingat, pertama kali nonton Empire Strikes Back, berlinang air mata karena tokoh ini akhirnya meninggal. Untung dia Jedi Master, jadi rohnya masih bisa gentayangan.
Kalau dia minum susu bisa tinggi gak ya?

2005-05-16T12:01:00.000+07:00

create your own visited countries map
or vertaling Duits Nederlands

2005-05-04T15:16:00.000+07:00

Salah satu signature mail teman saya berisi suatu quote :
friends are people who ask how are you and wait for your answer
intinya itulah pokoknya, gak inget secara pas isi quote itu. apalagi yang pertama ngomong.
Pada saat membaca kalimat itu, kebetulan saya sedang chat dengan sahabat lama.
Seorang sahabat yang sempat menjadi belahan jiwa saya. Kami saling mengerti seperti telapak tangan kiri mengerti telapak tangan kiri. seperti mata kanan yang melengkapi mata kiri.
Pribadi kami berbeda 180 derajat, kata orang-orang. Padahal menurut kami, pribadi satu orang seperti dibelah dan dimasukkan ke jiwa kami.
Saya sering sekali rindu setengah modar sama teman-teman baik.
Untuk nyonya yang satu ini, saya sudah sering pasrah. Mau kontak ya sukur..nggak ya..saya tetap menunggu kabar dari dia.
insanely missing you sinta!
i'll just hear this song over and over and over and over again...

rare satorare

2005-05-02T22:14:00.000+07:00

For the past few weeks I've been renting japanese dorama dvd.Due to my lack of kanji recognition (it's been a decade since i have to memorize all that!) I just depend on my luck in choosing them. Last one got "naruni" written in romaji on the cover, but i assume the title is satorare since the opening title is that (and written in katakana).This dorama is quite amusing, lotsa humour a bit slapstick (3 patients who act like 3 stooges, dramatic hospital head, dressed up agents, etc)
What is satorare? To cut this short, you can click the movie's website. The dorama is based on the movie anyway,with a few twist. The reviews are ugly, but that's not my point.

not good if a satorare fall for someone....all people within 10 meters will know it"
I have no idea,whether a satorare is real or plain fiction.Guess if psychic is exist, satorare is possibly real. I'd like to know one.
First, i thought living with a satorare can be mighty difficult. We should act like we can't hear his/her mind. We can hear that person's exact feeling towards us. That's a bummer. We'll also know what they will say or do. That's also a bummer, no suprise at all.
I also thought, by broadcasting hidden thought, the satotare is easier to understand by others. Turned out reversely...
People seems to see satorare as an annoying human being. Being ultra honest doesn't seem to please others (yea, i've been too honest too many times). Satorares are also considered as heavy burden for his/her society.
However, in the end, I'd like to be friend with a satorare. Blunt truth still better for me and people should learn to be more emphatetic towards others.
But what if I'm a satorare?? That should make my teaching job a bit easier..
cute dr. satorare

2005-04-18T15:42:00.000+07:00

MARI MARI MARI.....

serahkan nyawamu dalam karya foto kopian!

Keikutsertaan gak terbatas buat seniman,
desainer ato sejenisnya... Kami menerima
karya dari segala profesi, mau akuntan,
pengangguran berat,karyawan kantor,
office boy, pedagang asongan, pialang saham..
APA SAJA!
Bakalan kami terbitin tahun 2005 ini!
di toko buku toko buku tertentu...

tema : terserah!

teknis: bebas,visual terserah ide dan latarblakang
kamu dan apa aja yang lu mau buat, mau gambar,
lukisan, sastra, foto,dokumen, surat cinta, bebas
aja....(asal jangan malu-maluin aja heheheehe)

untuk ukuran karya asli, bebas mawu segede gedung,
mau kekecil upil tergantung elonya..
(untuk pengiriman cukup format a4+ukuran karya aslinya}

jumlah karya:Maksimal karya 4 halaman kertas Ah4
(boleh 4 halaman 1judul/ 1 hal 1judul karya,
terserah lu maunya gemana)
minimal karya 2 halaman.

yang kirim via e-mail : ke fotkop@gawab.com
yang mau tanya2 tentang
majalah fotkop ini boleh
kirim aja ke alamat diatas,
atou ke friendster... : )

yang mau kirim hard copy bisa serahkan ke alamat ini:
jln haji na'im no.18d
(rumah paling pojok warna pink)

DEADLINENYA : 7 JUNI 2005

ukuran untuk dikirim : 72 - 100 dpi ato dalam bentuk PDF
(ini KUDU HASIL FOTOKOPIAN LOHHH)

HALAMAN MAJALAH SANGAT TERBATAS, MAKANYA CEPETAN KIRIM....

Tambahin juga cuap cuap tentang konsep karyamu, dan
perasaan,kritikan,celaan,pujian,pujaanmu tentang
MESIN FOTOKOPI,yang ga nyambung juga boleh curhat
apa kek....uneg-uneg dah... (maksimum 1 halaman A4
minimal 1 kata, satu huruf juga boleh bebasss,
diketik pakai MS word)

Jangan malu- malu juga untuk menyertakan gambar
dirimu (potret diri yg sudah kamu olah tanganmu
sendiri-gambar sendiri yaa) dan nama yang mau dipasang.

Keikutsetaan kamu GRATIS, jadi tunjukkan segala
kemampuanmu secara maksimal! Jadi , yang perlu diserahkan:
1. karya fotokopi + ukuran asli karya
2. tulisan tentang foto kopi {boleh konsep atau apa..lah
yg ga nyambung juga ga papa)
3. potret diri (yang udah lu gambar ulang ama tanganlu sendiri)
4. nama yg mau dicantum (kalo mau cantumin e-mail
boleh kalo ngga ga papa}

Entri yang tidak lengkap tidak akan kami muat.

SELAMAT BERKARYA, Selamat foto kopi!

forever fascination

2005-04-14T13:28:00.000+07:00

Tadi pagi terkagum-kagum melihat anak-anak kelas 6 SD yang tingginya sudah melebihi saya.
Ada 1 anak yang petakilan berat, tinggi besar dan ganteng, namanya Yang Tzi (kalau tidak salah ejaannya begitu). Kemudian saya baru tersadar kalau sebagian besar siswa memang keturunan Cina. Wah! Pantas saja saat tiba di sekolah itu terdengar koor anak kelas 1 belajar lagu bahasa Mandarin.
Sejak kecil saya kagum sama teman-teman Cina (sorry for being politically incorrect) yang masih ingat atau memakai nama Cina mereka. Apalagi yang masih cas cis cus berbahasa Mandarin (amat sangat berguna untuk menawar barang di kawasan Mangga Dua). Atau yang ber blablabla berbahasa Hokkien ( ini untuk kawasan Glodok).
Dahulu saya hanya dapat membedakan antara bahasa Mandarin atau Jepang. Setelah setahun berkantor di Jakarta Barat yang nota bene mayoritas orang cina, kuping saya mulai lebih sensitif.Ternyata mereka tidak semua menggunakan bahasa Mandarin. Umumnya pedagang dari Kalimantan menggunakan bahasa Khe. Bahasa ini juga umum digunakan oleh beberapa suku Dayak. Salah satu kawan bertunangan dengan gadis Dayak yang lebih jago berbahasa Khe daripada dia. Sekarang pasangan ini sedang berguru bahasa Mandarin. Sedangkan mereka yang berasal dari Pontianak menggunakan Bahasa Kong Hu. Di Jakarta raya ini, biasanya mereka bermukim di Angke dan Jembatan Lima.
Mereka pada umumnya amat giat bekerja, tapi tak pernah melewatkan tradisi. Seperti Sin Cia, Cap Go Meh, Ceng Beng dan Teh Pai. Begitu pula dalam kehidupan sehari-hari, panggilan I'i - Engku, Cece- Koko masih kerap digunakan.
Jadi teringat, saya pernah numpang tinggal di keluarga yang amat sangat hangat. Sang Ibu saya panggil I'i sedangkan suaminya...Arab totok! Wah kombinasi yang teramat langka! Keluarga ini juga menjalankan kedua tradisi secara kuat dan mereka tetap mesra setelah bertahun-tahun bersama. Saya pernah ikut ke acara melautkan abu Kakek dari I'i, lengkap dengan doa-doa menggunakan bahasa Tiongkok. Mereka memiliki anak perempuan yang tak kalah menakjubkan. Saya senang sekali jika menjemput nona kecil itu di sekolah. Karena dengan bangganya dia mengakui saya sebagai Cecenya (sumpah..seneng banget). Selama ini saya juga tidak tersinggung jika ada anak yang memanggil saya dengan sebutan Cece (atau Cici) ketika mengajar. Sementara sebagian besar teman dan saudara non-cina amat tersinggung jika dipanggil begitu.
Pada saat sobat baik saya menikah (Opanya dahulu datang langsung dari Shanghai sehingga dia cukup otentik), dia juga masih mengadakan upacara Teh Pai. Padahal keluarganya (menurut saya) lebih Eropa dari pada Cina. Saya berbahagia menjadi salah satu pembawa baki teh (semoga kali lain saya yang menyuguhi ke orang tua dan calon mertua) . Sedangkan suaminya, Jawa tulen, keling pula. Sehingga putra pertama mereka hitaci, coklat dan sipit.
Salah satu sobat yang lain, seorang perokok berantai dari semarang yang cantik, sering mencela. Saat kami bertemu dia selalu berkata,"Lo itu lebih cina dari gue!!". Padahal mata encik ini nyaris hilang jika tertawa. Nona cina dari Semarang ini juga dengan senang hati mengajarkan seluk beluk kecinaan di kotanya. Dan yang lebih penting lagi, dia mengajarkan etos kerja!

(jadi rindu dengan I'i saya)

mad for madness

2005-04-11T09:48:00.000+07:00

"our house
in the middle of the street"
Nice to know that these 7 lads from London are still together creating music!

Syahrul yang menawan

2005-04-05T13:59:00.000+07:00

Hari ini saya mendapat tugas mengajar di sebuah SD negeri di bilangan Jakarta Barat.
Giliran pertama adalah kelas 4.
ASTAGA...pagi-pagi udah ketemu mahluk-mahluk kecil nan bandel!! (batin saya mengomel)Maka saya memutuskan untuk menggunakan jurus "Nenek lampir judes jutek galak".

Tidak mempan....
rupanya kehidupan mereka jauh lebih keras dari pada jurus pamungkas itu.
Sempat sebal setengah mati juga dengan sikap cuek mereka.
Sepertinya instruksi yang saya berikan (mulai dari: sopan sekali - sedikit tegas - tegas - setengah membentak - GALAK )tidak diindahkan oleh mereka.

Oh....sudah putus asa rasanya.
Ada seorang anak laki-laki (yang berkali-saya tegur karena gemar sekali menggebuk teman sebangkunya) bernama Syahrul, dia duduk paling depan.
Pada saat saya selesai mengajar, tiba-tiba dia menghampiri.
"Pasti anak ini mau minta pin/stiker",batin saya mengomel lagi.
ternyata
Syahrul mencium tangan saya!!
Hadu...menyesal tadi jadi nona judes.
Padahal biasanya saya paling anti bila ponakan-ponakan (yang nota bene sudah BESAR-BESAR) mencium tangan.Rasanya kayak "dituakan" sekali.
Entah kenapa tadi malah jadi terharu.

selesai sudah

2005-04-03T23:20:00.000+07:00

setengah tiga pagi
aku terbangun
karena mimpi
berdoa di atas tempat tidur Mama
mendoakan perdamaian dan dunia mendadak sepi
ternyata
mimpi itu pertanda
tugasnya sudah rampung di dunia
seorang inspirasi :

He has endured physical pain,
emotional torture and great tragedies.
May he eternally rest in peace.

sighsighsigh

2005-03-31T01:29:00.000+07:00

special edition featuring alia & olio

alia : DAMN! what's with you guys!
It's love merely just a chemical reaction and only our looks that counts??
olio : well..looks has the biggest percentage indeed.
alia : why?
olio : If I want to chat about stuff, I still can converse with my friends.
If I want to make L.O.V.E, gotta be with some pretty girl.
The idea of kissing an ugly-fatty-chatty girl is...YEKH!
alia : So? just physical?
olio : Women with brains sure give some extra points.
Still...physical factors counts. So...CALABOCA! (SHUT UP) I'm trying to watch tv here.
alia : but Olio, I'm breaking into pieces and you still won't listen....
olio : You have read the book , and applied into your silly love life...
So stop whining!
alia : Yea, I've tried to rationalize everything, but it' doesn't feel right...
olio : SHIT WOMAN! just make up your mind!
alia : I just don't know what I want now...everything just keep falling apart.
olio : Let them fall. Let everything go!
just LET GO!
Later, we'll patch everything, and it'll look better than before.
alia : When is later?
olio : We'll know when the right time comes.So, can we watch CSI now?
alia : yea...ok.

sighsigh*

2005-03-31T01:00:00.000+07:00

embun merajai kedua lensa di depan mataku
sebentar lagi mereka akan menjajahnya lalu memecahkannya
aduh,
seluruh ruas tulangku menangis
airmata membanjiri otot-otot yang mulai ungu
sekujur badanku bergetar
begitu dingin

sudah di bawah nol derajat?
masih?
masih kuatkah?
aku berlari mengejar sebentuk sampan yang lewat.
mau ke hulu?

ah..
mungkin jalan "paling aman" tanpa tusukan tombak
tapi erangan hatiku akan menggerus jantung

mau ke hilir?
penuh cakaran singa
penuh dentuman meriam
penuh hujatan sanak saudara

satu...dua...tiga....
sekarang musim hujan ke delapan

aku ingin menyerah..
selimut kesepian begitu menyesakkan
membuat gerah setiap jengkal kecamatan pori-pori
jiwa berhasrat membakar kebekuan yang panas ini

perjuangan sepiku belum selesai.

sigh

2005-03-29T15:04:00.000+07:00

2005-03-28T14:48:00.000+07:00

sedikit
tapi membuat bahagia dan mampu melipur lara

2005-03-23T10:56:00.000+07:00

kalau keputusan yang aku ambil itu benar
kenapa rasanya sedih sekali?
kata hati itu maunya apa sih?

minggu palem

2005-03-21T15:49:00.000+07:00

padahal sudah terbiasa
sendirian ke Gereja
kenapa sekarang rasanya sepi sekali?

daun palemku menunduk
dia tahu
betapa sepinya
yah
pilihan untuk berjuang sendirian
memang harus meringkuk dalam sepi

ada apa dengan instrutor saya??

2005-03-21T11:23:00.000+07:00

Asatagha naga!
OH my GOD DRAGON!
dia orang BRAZIL yang nota bene nggak bisa berbahasa Indonesia.
Tiba-tiba kemarin dia menyenandungkan lagu itu!
Lagu dari grup band Indonesia yg sempat heboh gara-gara..yah tahulah,
ngabisin energi aja kalo diketik di sini.
Ini bukti bahwa lagu itu udah kebanyakan diputer di segala pelosok penjuru Jakarta.

darah,keringat dan air mata

2005-03-18T10:21:00.000+07:00

And When I Die (Laura Nyro)
I'm not scared of dying
and I, don't really care if it' s peace you find in dying,
well then,
let the time be near
If it's peace you find in dying,
well then dying time is near just bundle up my coffin,
'cause it's cold way down there,
I hear that it's cold way down there,
yeah crazy cold,
way down there
And when I die,
and when I'm gone there'll be,
one child born in this world to carry on, to carry on
[Piano Solo]
Now troubles are many there as deep as a well
I can swear there ain't no Heaven
but I pray there ain't no hell
Swear there ain't no Heaven
and I'll pray there ain't no hell
but I'll never know by livin' only my dyin' will tell,
yes only my dyin' will tell,
oh yeah,
Only my dyin' will tell
And when I die,
and when I'm gone
there'll be, one child born,
in this world to carry on,
to carry on yeah yeah
[Instrumental Solo]
Give me my freedom for as long as I be
All I ask of livin' is to have no chains on me
All I ask of livin' is to have no chains on me
And all I ask of dyin' is to go natrually,
only wanna go naturally
Here I go!
hey hey
Here come the devil right behind look out children,
here he come here he come, heyyy
Don't wanna go by the devil
don't wanna go by the demon
don't wanna go by satan
don't wann die uneasy
just let me go naturally
And when I die,
and when I'm dead
dead and gone there'll be one child born,
in our world to carry on, to carry on

other songs from them such as : Hi De Ho, Lucretia Mc Evil,You've Made Me So Very Happy,Spinning Wheel, God Bless The Child also can make my spine chills...
Whoever got the CD or mp3...please...let me know...