JavaJazzFest 2012

whoaaa this is so a postponed post!


so, March 4th, cindy and I was so thrilled to attend the Java Jazz Festival 2012, and that brought us to an adventure where we got lost in Stasiun Sawah Besar, got an iPad but got no direction, got a will but got no sufficient knowledge.



that just proved that a strong will is never not enough to reach whatever destination. lol

well, little did I know about jazz and its musician. okaaaay, nothing did I know about 'em. LOL. it's just, well it's something to do with my (so-called) NewYear Resolution. to answer to everything. to say 'yes' to anything. to do anything. to go everywhere. I could write a whole post bout that. LATER. haha

so, our first show to watch is of Trio Lestari.
they're awesome and funny, I was familiar with very few of their songs but it's worth to watch anyway.
sorry for the pic-- I didn't bring my DSLR, I was using a pocket camera. I thought a DSLR would be a lil overwhelming to brought, and I kinda regret that .

next was, Dave Koz. *drumroll pleaseeee*
this guy, is overwhelmingly charming. -no pic-, we're too far from the stage you know, a pocket camera won't do so I didn't waste.
actually I was not really in the situation to write now, homework is piling, so I'd suggest extremely charming and sweet is enough to describe the performance.
I'll write about it some other time. lol.


we saw several other shows I didn't manage to recognize nor remember the name so I guess this is it.
what an useless post. hahah. I just feeling like I should write about this event.


oh and, if we ever want to eat in the festival (which is impossible to resist), we must have a BNI Prepaid card, which I at first gladly purchase, but now dunno where else to use. I still have about 50k in that card. waste!!


okay this is the end of the post.
pointless? I know.
so, pictures, pictures.
they tell a thousand lies of how we wish things should be.
bye!
*acak2 rambut, buka buku, get back to work. MAIN WORK. fokussss!!*

..just for once in a while

it's February the 29th!
dunno why I should get that excited.

well things have been tough these times.
if I had time to post so intensely, like 4 posts a week, then something's wrong with me. haha.
I've been lazy when everything is right.
maybe that left me with nothing to write.
but now that something's wrong,
I finally could find something that may sound.

----

well as mere human I'd like my life to be perfect.
all rainbows and butterflies, waking up to roses and the chirping of the birds,
feel the morning breeze upon the perfect skin, get dressed with the finest,
a guy with deep brown eyes to drag you around every corner you needed to be,
just, flawless.
but I've learned that perfect is not healthy. nope.

rainbows and butterflies, they get you nowhere.
they left you stare, amazed with their beauty, and waking up the other day still being the one mesmerized.
no. we just can't sit there and watch the butterflies hover around the flowers.
WE GOT TO FLY FOR OURSELVES.
now that the butterflies are gone, excuse me I've got some flying to do.

yes, and I'm talking to myself.

who is supposed to tell me

well sorry blog, life's business, tasks even bliss take you away from me.
blame 'em.

okay so this is the many-eth time i dumped my bf over.
yes, that same boyfriend since the first of my story begin. he, that same guy.
that same guy makes me laugh then cry.
makes me love then leave.

well that's not the problem.
at some points everybody has to face it anyway.
the problem indeed, is,
this breaking up scene has been some kind of habit to me.
we go through something, i don't like it, i mad, we mad, i gone mad, thinking better off is without him, become sure of it,then break up.
and then i become lonely, wish he was here, text him, pick up his call,then make up.
this become like some kind of a painful goddamn cycle to me -to both of us.

"When you are single all you see is happy couples.
When you are in a relationship all you see is happy single people"
@DamnItsTrue

and i was like "Damn, it's true!"

WHAT DO I WANT?

. . my absence . .

hey there.
so i assume u notice my absence this few months. lolz. (sok penting banget gw wkwk)
even i can't believe that i could make it through, months without even a post!

so here goes the story.
in a quiet evening, with no sign of chaos, everything was peaceful and well.
suddenly some1 who had been using my laptop from the day before knock the dormitory door, reluctantly, i can tell.
and yea she said shrilly -no doubt- that my laptop is not working anymore.
idk what's wrong, and now my dad has even replace the motherboard with the new one,
it worked for a few days and then it's not anymore.
so that's the reason for my absence.
and that's it.
lolz
i'm not in the mood of writing now.
mayb later i'll edit this one

lolz

(post ga berguna wkwk)

H O M E and R E G R E T S

. . HOME sounds more complicated than it should,
it's confusion got me hooked,
cz yeah i'm not as tough as i wish i am,
and not any smarter than ppl said i am..

. . WHAT I WANT isn't show up clearly on my mind
clouded by obstacles, doubt and pain
challenge, then, is another chance to quit
not realizing that TIME is something to catch up with,
..until i miss it.


gw pulang, stlh 6 bulan bertandang k tmpat asing dmna gw SEHARUSNYA blajar layaknya seorang ank sekolah.
tp trnyata 6 bulan itw gak bs gw pertanggung jawabkan bahkan ke diri gw sndiri, sama sekali.

THEN ALL THE PROMISES TO GET BETTER EVERYDAY IS JUST ANOTHER NONSENSE TO REGRET.

GW BENCI PERASAAN INI.










penyesalan.

lahir - hidup - mati

gw adlah manusia hidup yg sering memikirkan kematian.
kapan gw akan mati, dgn cara apa, gimana nasib gw setelah mati (apakah ke surga atau neraka atau bukan keduanya alias gentayangan), dan yg paling penting, gimana reaksi orang2 ketika gw mati.

Jumat (23/10/09) malem, gw dpt kabar, ayah dr guru mate gw meninggal dunia.
gw nggak tau sepenting apa bapak itu di kalangan sekitarnya, gw bahkan nggak kenal.
pas gw dtg ke rumah duka hari Sabtu malem, nggak terlalu banyak orang datang melayat.
tapi waktu acara pemakaman Hari Minggu (25/10/09), AJIGILE bnyk bgt orgnya..
rumah duka penuh, tetangga-tetangga rumah duka penuh, jalanan di depan rumah duka penuh, jalanan di samping tetangga-tetangga rumah duka penuh, halaman kosong 4 meter dari rumah duka juga penuh, pokoknya kepala2 orang memenuhi rumah duka sampai radius 10 meter pd bagian2 tertentu.

BUSET.
dan seketika itu jg, gw langsung bisa menilai reputasi bapak yang baru aja meninggal itu.
dia bkn s org anggota DPR, bukan dokter, bukan pilot (halah gk nyambung), bkn model, bkn presenter acara gosip,
tp gw tau dia berharga di mata org banyak.
gw tau bgmana dia hidup.


gw pernah baca nih,
"when u were born, u were crying and everyone around u were smiling,
live ur life the best way, so when u die,
you'll be the one smiling and everyone around u crying

kira2 bgitulah.

*lebay mode on*
dan saat itulah gw bertekad utk menjadikan kematian gw EVENT INTERNASIONAL (halaaah), dan berita kematian gw akan dipampang di 1 halaman penuh koran KOMPAS halaman pertama, bendera setengah tiang akan dipasang di semua kantor2 bahkan kedutaan besar, dan pemakaman gw akan dihadiri oleh jumlah org yg lebih bnyk dr jumlah org di konser Black Eyed Peas.


-YA ENGGAK MUNGKINLAH-

INTINYA,
gw pgn hidup gw skr berarti di mata org,
gw pgn jadi org yg bakal dikenang dan diinget,
gw pgn kehadiran gw disyukuri org lain,
and when it comes the time for me to die,
all that's left to do is DIE..

homesick.

HOMESICK.

plis deh, maksud gw bukan rumah sakit. lolz
sakit rumah, scra harfiah.
mgkn dgn sdkit pnataan bahasa, scra definitif bs brarti suatu keadaan dmna seseorang mrasakan krinduan akn "rumah" atw kampung hlmannya

gw trmasuk slh stu org yg mndptkan kehormatan utk mrasakan homesick d usia yg cukup muda, yaitu ps SMA.
dan maksud gw adlah homesick yg s'bener2nya,
bkn homesick gr2 kangen boneka aligator u d hari k 3 perkemahan pramuka,
atau homesick gr2 nggak bs ng'net pas lagi liburan d kampung neneknya nenek.
skr, utk k'sekian kalinya, gw mrasakan homesick (lagi).
scara gk bynk ank SMA yg hidup d tmpat yg berjarak 2242km dr org tua -dan dlm hal ini rumah- mrka,, gk bnyk org yg bs gw curhatin dan bs ngerti prasaan homesick gw..
"yh, itulah gk enknya d asrma, eh, mknan apa d dining?"
"hmm, itw c gw jg pernah.. udah bikin pe er kimia blom?"
"ooh, kirain apaan. eh tau gak si anu ng sms gw loh.."
"homesick? haha, u nggak nangis kn? eh, ultah gw bentar lagi mih, mo ngasih ap?"
"ah, biasa itw ank asrma, ntr jg ngilang ndiri.. eh, pinjem kamus, dong.."
hah.
apaan sih.
gw nggak apa2 kq kalo u gak pura2 pduli. cpd.

gw kangen rumah.
gw kangen kamar gw-yang kalo ada wartawan nyasar, psti headline yg kluar d beritanya, "Terjadi Gempa Lokal Berkekuatan Tinggi di Kamar Seorang Gadis"
..tp yg jg adlah tmpat gw nangis, ktawa, duduk d jndelanya & ngeliatin langit dan sgla isinya, marah2, snyum2 sampe nyanyi2 sndri slma lebih dr setengah umur gw skr..
gw kangen nyokap gw -yang hdup dgn kata2 brkeliaran bercampuran melayang2 gentayang d kpalanya, smpe kalo mo nyuruh ap2 nih, psti prntah yg k'3 atw 4 bru bener nyebutnya..
..tp yg jg adlah pribadi super unik-nyentrik-menarik yg d balik kekacauan susunan katanya menyimpan kecintaan besar thd keindahan dan estetisitas kata.
gw kangen bokap gw -s'org komputer geek yg hampir nggak punya wktu tidur kcuali d pagi hari..
..tp yg jg adlah s'org bokap yg rela stuck stgh jam bulak-balik buku buat nyelesaiin soal operasi aljabar gw, dan stgh jam lg utk ngejelasin dan bkn gw bnr2 ngerti..
gw kangen ade (gede) gw yang hampir gk ada krjaan laen slain nonton video beatbox seharian, maen fm ato kliaran entah kmana..
..tp yg jg adlah ade yg bs d'sruh nganterin gw ngembaliin dvd k LG Movie, beliin makanan padang, es kelapa dan -ah, udh ah, jd laper, lolz
gw kangen ade (kecil) gw -c maniak hotwheels yg (wktu itw c) tiap pulang dr TKnya ngomel krna bosen duduk trus..
..tp yg jg adlah ade yg sukses bkn gw ternganga dgn PR Kumon, EF, dll nya yg bhkan lbh numpuk dr PR liburan gw..
gw kangen temen2 smp gw -yg gilanya nggak ketulungan..
gw kangen ekalokasari, pangrango plaza, btm, botani square, Wr. Jambu, bahkan Warung Bu Joko deket rumah,
gw kangen angkot yg ijo, dgn bumper warna-warni yg seringkali nggak matching,
gw kangen pulang skolah jalan ujan2an sambil tutup mata & dgrin suara ujan,
gw kangen tukang jual pulsa berjilbab d sebrang tukang ojek,
gw kangen setiap sudut rute Bantar Jati-Pajajaran gw,
gw kangen tukang2 ojek d perempatan dkt rumah,
gw kangen tukang rujak bawel d dpn skolah,
gw kangen ngeledekin Andrian,
gw kangen d kasiin tissue b'leho,
gw kangen lomba tahan ktawa rame2,
gw kangen d lap'in keringet ma rQ & Pince,
gw kangen pang lama2 & pang gede2 teureup,
gw kangen bikin pe er bareng d rumah ny cindy,
gw kangen digangguin d rmh sore2 sm team kiwil,
gw kangen kebingungan nyari2in kata aneh d kamus sunda-indonesia,
gw kangen mojok k sudut kamar, diem, mikir, cri inspirasi atau skdar cengo,
gw kangen tukang jualan susu murni nasional yg stiap sore ngider2 kompleks,
gw kangen semua,
gw kangen SEMUA,
S-E-M-U-A.

dan skrg,
d sudut kamar yg baru,
gw diem, gw mikir dan gw cengo.
gw ad d tmpat yg nggak gw harapkan skrg..
TAPI,
tapi nih,
nggak kbayang c,
tp,
suatu saat,
I'll miss THIS place, as much as I DO miss my hometown now.

The Moral Of The Homesick:
be grateful for where are u now.
believe me, u'll be missing it..
mgkn skrg gw ngerasa ad d tmpat yg salah, and i wish i could be somewhere else..
mgkn gw kangen trlalu bnyak hal d tmpat gw yg lama dan nggak suka trlalu bnyak hal d tmpat yg baru..
tp, gw gak akan prnah tw sbrpa bsr gw bkl kangen tmpat gw skr, suatu saat nanti.
gw nggak prnah tw bakal segitu kangennya sm tmpat yg dulu jg agk sdkit gw -yah- nggak sukalah,
bahkan sampe k tukang rujaknya segala..
kalo aja gw tau bakal harus ninggalin dan ngangenin mreka, (untg aj gw gk prnah tau smpe saat ini akhrnya),, kalo aja gw tau sblmnya,
bkn nggak mungkin gw mintain tuh satu2 nomer hape tukang ojek dan tukang pulsa..
haha, ya enggaklah.

INTINYA,
syukurin ap yg qt pny skrg,
hargai stiap momen & ksmpatan,
krna 2 hal itw seringkali nggak pernah terulang.

bkn knangan sbanyak mungkin,
supaya bukan cm gw aj yg homesick,
tp mama, papa, ade2, temen2 SMP, tukang ojek, tukang pulsa, tukang rujak, pengamen, sampe tukang susu murni juga ngerasain shirasick.
yeah,
SHIRASICK.

plis deh, maksud gw bkn shira sakit.
lolz XD

penyakit di hari minggu

kemaren malem nih,
di saat lampu-lampu kota masih gemerlap di tengah gelapnya malam,
saat makhluk2 hidup hilang dlm mimpi (slain jangkrik yg malah berisik),
dan makhluk2 halus berkeliaraaaan,
gw malah kebangun di tengah malem,
krna ngerasa dingin gilaaaaa..
akhirnya gw nyari2in slimut yg udh lama nggak dipake (busett.. absnya Mnado panas c) trus gw pake.
pas besok paginya, gw bener2 nggak bisa bangun, padahal niatnya mo bangun buat doa subuh jam 4 pagi.
menurut tmn skamar gw, c tangan termometer, suhu badan gw skitar 37-38 drajat Celcius. mantap.
gw benci sakit.
yah, lebih dari itu, gw benci sakit d hari minggu.
hari yg sempurna buat maen2, keliaran, makan ini-itu, kesini-situ, tp gw malah tepar d tmpat tidur, dari pagi sampe malem. damn it.

gw nelepon nyokap.
oke, nyokap yg nelepon gw.
gw blg klo gw lg sakit.
"Propolisnya diminum tiap hari nggak? kok masih sakit ajah?"
"itu diminumnya 3-4 tetes setiap sebelum makan, loh.."
"trus, vitamin Acerola nya? itu AMWAY pny, loh.."
"itu jg penting, buat nambah vitamin.."
"banyak minum dong,,"
"istirahat, jgn keliaran dulu.. kaki gatel.."
"jangan lupa, minum! minum!"
"JANGAN jajan-jajan!"
"blablablabla"
"blablablabla"
TUT..TUT..TUT..TUT..
saking keselnya gw tutup teleponnya.
bahkan tanpa pura2 koneksinya putus-putus, kyk biasanya.
langsung tutup. tanpa basa-basi.
abis kesel, org lg mnderita, mlh d crewetin.. sorry yh, Mom..
nyokap nelepon lg.
gw reject.
nelepon lagi.
reject lagi.
nelepon lagi.
reject lagi.
gw matiin hp.

sorenya,
suhu badan gw diperkirakan 38-39 drajat celcius.
perfect.

kemaren ultah oma gw..
tp krna sakit-penyakit-karma-kutukan yg bersarang di badan lapuk-rapuh-usang-lemah-uzur gw,, malah oma gw yg dateng k asrama, bawain buah2an meni buat sekampung..
gw kira c oma ng bawain buah sbanyak itw tuh buat nyuruh gw ngasih sesajen ke dewa apa gitu, supaya cpt sembuh..
trnyata buat ngebujukin sel darah putih gw supaya tetep smangat ngelawan virus2, hahahh..

KENYATAANNYA,
kynya sel darah putih gw lebih prefer mknan2 yg lbh 'nambah semangat',
dan pd akhrnya, gw mlh mkn Crispy Crakers dan Richeese..
kesian.. haha..

ALHASIL?
hmm..
bentar lg udah mo masuk skolah,,
mungkin abis pelajaran Seni Budaya yg super boring..

gw nelpon nyokap sorenya,
boro2 marah ato ngambek, nyokap bhkn nggak sadar klo gw sengaja putusin telponnya dan matiin hapenya..
dikutip dr buku Harry Potter yg trakhir, d bab trakhir, paragraf trakhir, tpatnya kalimat trakhir. All is well. (apaan c. lolz)

THE MORAL OF THE ILLNESS:
obat2, vitamin2, propolis lah, acerola c, buah2an, dsj., akan sangat mmbantu proses pnyembuhan..
sebaliknya, crispy crakers, richeese, kliaran2, angin sore, nyeker, ngenet, bakal bikin pnyakit tambah smangat ngeganggu..
tp gw msh percaya kata Alkitab,
"Hati yg gembira adalah obat yg manjur [..] "
Amsal 17:22

orang2: "nggak nyambung lo, dir.."

PEMBELAAN DIRI:
nyambung, ah..
kalo kita lg sakit, nih,, dripda msti minum obat pait smbil manyun2,
mkn mknan yg nggak bisa kta makan ky msalnya bubur tanpa cita rasa yg ngliatnya aj bkn keringat dingin bercucuran,
yg mlh bkn tmbah stress dan nggak nafsu makan,
saran gw nih, (turutin JIKA DAN HANYA JIKA pengen sesat)
mnyendiri k tmpat sepi, dan dengarkan kata perutmu.

orang2: "aneh lo dir, biasa denger "dengarkan kata hati", ini "dengarkan kata perut" dasar tukang makan"

PEMBELAAN DIRI:
ih apaan sih lo,
pada dasarnya kan perut itu juga bagian tubuh yg nggak kalah pentingnya ma hati..
kalo nggak ada perut, kita nggak bakalan butuh hati,
krna hati itu kan sebenernya tmpat nyimpen racun yg nggak boleh masuk ke perut.

orang2: *angguk2* "oo..gitu, ya. tp tetep ajah nggak nyambung ah cerita lo sama moral nya.. kebiasaan, deh"

dan kali ini, saudara-saudari sekalian,
SAYA TIDAK PUNYA PEMBELAAN DIRI.
lolz xD

inspiring commercial

gw baru aja liat ni iklan d YouTube,,
suerrrr inspiring banget..
tetang s'org gadis tulis & bisu yg akhirnya brhasil maenin Canon in D pake biola..
Canon in D bukan lagu yg susah2 amat klo mnurut gw,
tapi,, dgr suara biola ny aj gk bs, HOWCOME she can play it?! wew..
ni iklan Pantene yg d'siarin d Thailand,,
yg dpt medali perak d New York Festival (NYF), Feb 2009.

walaupun ad adegan rambut terbang-melayang-indah-halus-kemilau ala iklan shampoo dan ktauan banget pas itu adegannya violin-sync (haha, ngasal yh gw.. mksd gw teh ky lip-sync tp ini kn biola, jd violin-sync, wkwk),
tp buat gw, tetep ni iklan inspiring & motivating bgt^^
so check it out:


The Moral Of The Commercial :
nothing is impossible.
see the invisible, hear the silence,
all u gotta do is BELIEVE,
and strike ur best :)