Taking Our Time

Just 2 days ago, I found out that Lisa would go to St. Cloud on the 7th. So yesterday, I packed my bags and went to St. Cloud. Now, here I am, in my sister's room, typing up happily imagining the fun I'll have here. St. Cloud-ers wouldn't understand how I could be so happy, "stuck in St. Cloud." But in my heart, St. Cloud has become my home away from home.

Well yesterday, while transfering in Minneapolis, I met up with my cousin and her boyfriend to kill the 7 hours wait. First we headed to Quang, a famous Viatnemese restaurant in Minneapolis. Everyday, it would be packed with people that you would have to wait to be seated, especially during lunch hour. Luckily, we came just an hour before it started to get crowded. But then the waitress seems to get lost because there were too many empty seats. She took about a minute to decide which one she would point us to.

Finally seated, we ordered and had a good meal. Throughout the time we ate, there was one waiter that kept asking us if the meal was good. Everytime he passed our table, he would ask. It was so annoying!! I mean once or twice is expected. But no more! But seriously, this waiter had a problem. After we finished, he brought us our bill and said, "Take your time... don't go yet." And we were like, o_0 "Ooo... kay...." We did talk some more and didn't leave immediately. Then he passed our table again and filled our water glasses and said again, "Oh, still here? Take your time, take your time." So we laughed and decided to leave. My cousin thought the waiter was being rude and sarcastic. Oh well... interesting waiter.

We then went to Ikea and walked around. Their designs are so amazing, I hope one day I'll be able to have my house decorated with Ikea stuffs. From Ikea, we went to the IMAX theatre to watch "A Night at the Museum." Highly recommended! This was the first Ben Stiller movie I trully like.

And now I have to shower and get ready for a wonderful week ahead. Oh, and wake my sister up :P

Christmas Presents

This what I got for christmas...

Thank you guys!

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays

Merry christmas and happy holidays to all of you readers! Hope you have a good break to get ready for the next year.

Since this year's winter has been really mild, there's no white christmas here. Not even a trace of snow is visible. I'm not crazy for snow or anything. It's just that I felt christmas in the US doesn't feel like a big holiday at all. Especially in a small town like Duluth. When I walked home from the church this evening, I looked around and it's really just the same as any other day. I walked by 2 big hospitals and no extra lighting at all! There's a balcony with christmas light saying "Happy Holidays", not turned on by the way, and that's about it. Sad isn't it. Moreover, no snow... so really doesn't feel like holiday at all.

In the church I feel the christmas spirit a little bit as it is full and some people dressed up. But still not as grand as the celebration back home. I remember one time my friend and I lead the offering procession during christmas, dancing wearing special costumes. And we practiced, seriously for it. Today's mass, the people leading the procession don't even dress up. They just wear jeans and sweater. So boring!

Oh well. One of my dream is to spend christmas in a big city, New York maybe? Stay at a nice hotel. Oh how I wish I'm rich... :P

7 reasons why single women are single

I got this from a drama series where a group of single women are complaining about their single status. These are their claim why they haven't got boyfriends yet. I thought I'd write it here for fun. :D

1. Good men are ugly.


2. Cute guys have lousy personalities.


3. Cute guys with good character are married.


4. Cute single guys with good character are poor.


5. Cute single rich guys with good character aren't interested in them.


6. Cute single rich guys with good character who are interested in them are playboys.


7. Cute single rich guys with good character who are interested in them and aren't playboys are gays.

Quality vs. Quantity

In his diary, Soe Hok Gie once wrote

"Seorang filsuf Yunani pernah menulis... nasib terbaik adalah tidak dilahirkan, yang kedua dilahirkan tapi mati muda, dan yang tersial adalah umur tua. Rasa-rasanya memang begitu. Bahagialah mereka yang mati muda."

which translate to

"A Greek philosopher once said... The best fate is that of the unborns, the second one is that of those who die young, and the distant third is that of those who die in the old age. I feel that this is right: Happy are those who die young."

But how do you feel?

"Long monotone life or short exciting one?" has been attached to my nickname for several days now and I've gotten calls from my friends letting me know their preferences. As you probably expected, 100% preferred the short exciting one. Well actually, several said they wanted long AND exciting life. Hahaha, don't we all?

If I have to choose between the two, I honestly can't pick between the two. Borrowing the term from one of my friends, is quantity more important? Or is it quality? I'd like to say I want exciting life cause my life's pretty boring now. But having it short doesn't sound that great either. What if it is too short? As a human being, people always wants more. More money, more time!

Say you know you can only live for another 3 months. Wouldn't you wish you can live longer? The quality of life you're having, in terms of excitement, wouldn't matter so much anymore. Even if it's just a usual everyday life, you'll take it. Because when you know it's going to be taken away from you very soon, the little unimportant things that you've taken for granted before becomes important then. So in this situation, quantity becomes more important.

So it seems most people agrees with Gie. But I think it's a tough balancing act...

As a side note, I didn't specify the word monotone. So it doesn't mean that it's an unhappy monotone life. This has something to do with presumptions and expectations, right? Well, that's a different topic. It just popped into my mind so I thought I'd write it down.

Stray Cats

I've been living in the US for almost 6 years now and one thing that's different from Indonesia is the matter of stray cats (and dogs). Back home, stray cats are an every day eyesight. But here, there are no such things as stray cats. Wild deers... lots, squirrels... Everywhere, but stray cats? Nada!

However, in the past 4 weeks or so, I've seen 4 stray cats and they're all different cats. I saw 2 running across the street towards my apartment building, 1 at an old shack by my apartment's back door, and 1 in St. Cloud, crossing the street from Coborns. What is happening here?? o_0

November Rain

I can't believe it's raining outside... It's November, supposed to be snowing! But I don't mind the warm temperature... Yeah anything above the freezing point is considered warm for Minnesotans! heheh.. Although I'm sure if Kumiko hears what I said, she's say that it's bad!! This means Global Warming is in effect, right this moment. It should be snowing and cold and freezing! It's November!

Hishashiburi~

Haih~ tonight is one of those night where I can never seem to manage to fall asleep. Had those nights before? It sucks right? And this happens when I had planned to wake up early tomorrow. I might as well not try to sleep at all.

The thing is there's a sign on my apartment's entrance that tomorrow, there will be a fire drill sometime between 8 am and 10 am. Was planning to leave before that starts. But what can I do, I probably will be asleep in an hour or so and won't be able to wake up then. Sigh...

Haven't updated this blog for a while. Kinda lost interest to write lately. No particular reason, just can't seem to find any topic to write about. But anyway, I have one now. Well, more like a question...

You've must have heard that there has been so much protests on cosmetic products tested on animals. So now if you look at, say, your lotion. Most likely you'll find a statement that says, "This product is not tested on animals." So I was wondering, how are they sure that the product is safe? What do they tested it on?

Okay, don't mind me, just rambling here. Since this is me not being able to sleep after tossing and turning on my bed for 2 hrs or so...

First snow of the season falls down today. Winter has arrived...

The Weekend

Just finished watching Meteor Garden 2. Finally! I think it's the best TV series I've ever watched. Great quality, unlike the Indonesian sinetron (electronic cinema) back home, so lame... Anyway, if I were Shancai, I would pick Lei instead of Daomingse. But that's just me :P

This weekend is pretty good for me. Not just wasting time by myself as I usually would. Went to Nicaise's son's 1st birthday party yesterday. The food were awesome! And plenty... I was so full coming home from the party. And what was even more wonderful is that all of us who were present represents the entire world. Well... maybe I'm exaggerating a little bit. But seriously, the countries represented were Cameroon, Peru, China, Srilanka, Indonesia, and of course, United States. Very cool!

Today is the most productive weekend of mine this semester. I met with Natasha to study together. She was working on her thesis and I worked on my Linear Models homework. Although we started off by talking about Grey's Anatomy for a while, we did get some work done. Oh, by the way, don't forget to read my other blog about Grey's Anatomy!

Tomorrow, is Sunday. So sad, cause it means the next day would be Monday... Oh well, I'll think of it as a day closer to the next weekend. Till next time!

Starbucks

Pulang gereja hari ini males rasanya masak untuk makan siang. Akhirnya karena kebetulan udaranya juga lagi enak banget, gue jalan menelurusi downtown Duluth, menuju Starbucks. Gue sih berharap soup ada di menu list mereka, eh ternyata nggak ada... Akhirnya gue pesen Iced Caramel Latte sama Blueberry Coffee Cake. A treat once in a while should be good, right?

Sambil menikmati jajanan ala bule, gue duduk disamping jendela, sambil baca buku. Sesekali gue perhatiin mobil2 yang berenti di jalan raya depan Starbucks soalnya Starbucks letaknya tepat didepan lampu lalu lintas. Lalu pemandangan didepan gue menarik perhatian. Ada 2 costumer Starbucks yang juga lagi ngopi, duduk di 2 meja yang berbeda nggak jauh didepan meja gue. Yang satu bapak2 lumayan tua, rambutnya udah 50% uban. Yang satunya lagi perempuan muda, anak kuliahan. Si Bapak keliatan jelas dari meja gue, tapi si cewe ketutupan pintu masuk. Si Bapak nggak bawa bacaan apa2, jadi ngopi sambil ngeliat aja keluar jendela. Rupanya si cewe juga nggak ngapa2in, soalnya gue lalu ngeliat si cewe mindahin barang2nya ke meja si bapak, trus mereka salaman.

Gue heran, kok bisa yah mereka kenalan gitu aja. Coba di gue tiba2 disapa bapak2 di coffee shop. Palingan gue senyumin aja, trus ngabur ato pura2 sibuk sendiri. Takut kale...

Time According to Meredith

The notion of time has always facinated me. Eventhough time runs in a constant manner for everyone in the universe (otherwise, clocks and watches wouldn't work the same way all over the world), time can feel different to any of us in any given time. 5 minutes seems to be such a short length of time most of the time but sometimes, 5 minutes is such a long time to wait.

Grey's Anatomy season 3's premiere episode is titled "Time has Come Today". As always, Meredith's voice over in this episode is something I can relate to. After digging through the internet for the exact words, I finally found it in Wikipedia! Hah! My favorite online encyclopedia.

So here it is...

Time takes pleasure in kicking our asses.
For even the strongest of us it seems to play tricks.
Slowing down... hovering until it freezes.
Leaving us stuck in a moment-
unable to move in one direction or the other.

Time waits for no man.
Time heals all wounds.
All any of us can want is more time.
Time to stand up.
Time to grow up.
Time to let go.
Time.

If you like it and you want more, I've created another blog which documents the voice overs of Meredith from each episodes of Grey's Anatomy. Click here to check it out.

Mr. Curiosity

Jason Mraz - Mr.A-Z

Hey Mr. Curiosity
Is it true what they've been saying about you
Are you killing me?
You took care of the cat already
And for those who think it's heavy
Is it the truth
Or is it only gossip
Call it mystery or anything
Just as long as you'd call me
I sent the message on did you get it when I left it
See this catastrophic event
It wasn't meant to mean no harm
But to think there's nothing wrong is a problem

I'm looking for love this time
Sounding hopeful but it's making me cry
Love is a mystery
Mr. Curious...

Come back to me
Mr. waiting ever patient can't you see
That I'm the same the way you left me
In a hurry to spell check me
And I'm underlined already in envy green
And pencil red
And I've forgotten what you've said
Will you stop working for the dead and return
Mr. curious well I need some inspiration
It's my birthday and I cannot find no cause for celebration
The scenario is grave but I'll be braver when you save me
From this situation laden with hearsay

I'm looking for love this time
Sounding hopeful but it's making me cry
And love is a mystery
Mr. Curiosity
Be Mr. please
Do come and find me, oh
Find, find me, find me

I'm looking for love this time
Sounding hopeful but it's making me cry
Trying not to ask why
Cause love is a mystery
Mr. curiosity
Be Mr. please
Do come and find me

Love is blinding when the timing's never right
Oh who am I to beg for difference
Finding love in just an instant
I'm outta my mind, at least I've tried
Well I tried, I tried...

Love

During my vacation at my parents' house, I dug through our family old photo collections. Unexpectedly, I found a photo album of my mom and dad's photos while they were still in college. When I told them about it, we looked through the pictures together. It was so much fun seeing their reactions as they flipped through the pages and remembering old times.

There was one particular picture that is so special. It was the picture of my mom and dad's group of friends, the ones they hang out with then. The picture is in black and white. My mom asked if my dad remembers the color of the dress that she was wearing in the picture. Amazingly enough, he remembers it still with such great details.

I thought it was sooooo romantic! Isn't it great how you can remember all the little things about someone you cared about so much.

Ketika seseorang menyatakan bahwa kini ia single tanpa kau bertanya padanya, apakah hal tersebut sebuah undangan untuk masuk kedalam hatinya?

Finally, nice weather

In a catholic church mass, there is a part where you offer a sign of peace to the people around you by shaking hands while saying "Peace be with you." Back home, whenever I extend my hand, I received a hand shake. It was always a fun time for me. We had a special song for it and I always had my family to shake my hands with. When I was in St. Cloud it felt a bit lonely because I didn't know anybody there but it's still fine because most of the time, the church is packed with people and we offer each other peace gladly.

Today was different. The church I attend here is never packed. Instead of a choir, there is only 1 lady (always the same lady) singing and 1 person playing organ/piano. During the offering of peace today I turned back and saw a woman standing straight. I extended my hand to her while smiling. She saw it, looked up to me and said peace. I still have my hand extended, hoping she would grab it. But no, she just turned her gaze forward, ignoring me. I was shocked. How could someone attending the church, home of the loving God, be so cold?

Anyway, after 2 days of nonstop raining, today's weather was very nice. I even decided to have a walk around my block after I threw the garbage outside. Hopefully it'll stay this way for a while.

Bowling

Went bowling with some friends today. Haven't done that for a long time. And by this I meant bowling, as well as socializing. It was so great! This weekend was a blast, sushi yesterday and bowling today? Heavenly...

Anyway, I bowled badly, which didn't really matter because all of us are beginner. So no pressure whatsoever. But in 2 games, I scored a strike once, played inconsistently, my scored ranged from 0 to a strike each time I threw the ball, and my total were a low thirties and a low sixties. Crazy!!

Just got back with some friends. We have an early dinner, in the Zen House Duluth. We had sushi and tempura. For pictures, I have it all in Flickr so just click the link on my side bar!

Now, for some laugh, check this out!

This is what a frustrated mathematician might do...

While someone who doesn't really understand the trigonometry might do this...

Have you ever done something like this in a math test before?

Now this one cracks me up the most since this is real...

My version of the Devil Wears Prada

She doesn't exactly wear Prada or any of the expensive brand. But you can say she is one of the stylish people in where I am now. Her looks differ by the day. My first impression of her was how nice she was. I also noticed that she likes to tell stories.

However today I realized, she doesn't just like to tell stories. She likes to tell stories that compliment herself in some ways. Someone she knows made a mistake and she blab all about it to everybody about how awful it was and how she would never do that. Now once maybe acceptable. Nobody's perfect. But she did this over and over again, it made me think if she realized that she was giving bad impressions out...

5.30 pm, perpustakaan.
Menghabiskan waktu sambil membaca novel bestseller.

Sejak pindah ke Amerika, gue suka ngabisin waktu di perpustakaan. Enak aja gitu, tenang nggak ada yang ngganggu. Tapi juga luas jadi selalu aja ada bagian yang bisa gue eksplor. Mau main komputer sepuasnya bisa. Kalo udah bosen tinggal cari2 aja buku untuk dibaca. Kalo bosen, cari yang lain.

Tapi tiba-tiba aja barusan, suasana hening terpecah oleh suara seorang perempuan tertawa terbahak-bahak. Bukan.. bukan kuntilanak kok (Ih.. syerem!) Tapi ada seorang bule pirang tak tau diri, entah lagi baca apaan, ketawa seenak udelnya. Nggak cuman sekali, berkali-kali! Sadar dong mbak, ini perpustakaan, bukan kafe....

Wonderful Saturday

As I usually just stayed at home on Saturdays, today is a special day. The international club had their annual tour and picnic for the new students to meet up with the returning students. The tour wasn't all that impressive since we went through the same routes as last year. And we didn't even stop on the sites this time so no picture op...

Anyway, the volunteer that drove us was a very nice gentleman. Talks a lot too, which I don't mind because I find it hard to find topics to talk about when I'm not in my comfort zone (i.e. close friends all around). After the tour, we went back to UMD for some foods. The usual burgers and hot dogs, typical American outdoor party foods, vegetarian lasagnas, and several types of currys with the roti pratha (or whatever it is called :P). And, sodas and cookies.

I met with an Indonesian adopted Swedish! Too bad she doesn't speak Indonesian anymore, that would have been nice.

After that I went to watch the students from India played a couple games of cricket. I ended up talking with the girls instead of watching the game though. What can I say, I don't enjoy watching sports that much so talking is definitely better.

By the time I got home and cleaned up, it was already 7 pm. My day's almost up. And it's such a nice feeling thinking, "Hey, I can be social, at least once in a long while... "

Stop This Train

John Mayer - Continuum

no, I'm not colorblind
I know the world is black and white
try to keep an open mind
just can't sleep on this tonight

stop this train
I wanna get off and go home again
I can't take the speed it's movin' in
I know I can't
but honestly won't someone stop this train

don't know how else to say it
don't wanna see my parents go
one generation's led the way
for findin' life out on my own

stop this train
I wanna get off and go home again
I can't take the speed it's movin' in
I know I can't
but honestly won't someone stop this train

so scared of gettin' older
I'm only good at being young
so I play the numbers game
to find a way to say that
life has just begun

had a talk with my old man
said help me understand
he said turn 68
you renegotiate
don't stop this train
don't for a minute change the place you're in
don't think I couldn't ever understand
I tried my hand
John, honestly
we'll never stop this train

once in a while when it's good
it'll feel like it should
and they're all still around
and you're still safe and sound
and you don't miss a thing
till you cry when you're driving
away in the dark

singing
stop this train
I wanna get off and go home again
I can't take the speed it's movin' in
I know I can't
'cause now I see
I'll never stop this train

And today I feel homesick again....

My countdown towards graduation has begun. Approximately 8 months from today I'll have the title MSc. following my name. Excited? Not really... Rather, I feel anxious about all the things I have to do this year. My comprehensive exam that I took after my first year at UMD wasn't that great. My mentor got access to it AND expressed her dissapointment to me. Boy does that absorb all the good feeling in you! And then the project report that I'll have to write! That's the one I fear the most.

So, with all these happiness-depriving-feelings inside of me I'm homesick yet again.

DEMALSIN???!!

Apa nama penyakit yang paling merugikan didunia? Menurut gue jawabannya bukan AIDS, bukan juga flu burung ato penyakit2 mematikan lainnya. Menurut gue jawabannya adalah kemalasan...

Rasa malas bisa bikin orang menunda-nunda pekerjaan. Murid-murid yang seharusnya belajar keras demi menimba ilmu merasa males. Akhirnya nilai pas-pasan asal lulus. Waktu ngelamar kerja, wawasan kurang, nggak diterima kerja di perusahaan impian. Akhirnya cari kerja asal keterima. Kerja ngerasa nggak enjoy jadi males-malesan. Bukannya nyelesaiin laporan malah browsing, chatting nggak jelas. Akibatnya jadi karyawan yang nggak produktif, gaji nggak naik-naik (abis gak dapet2 promosi, kalah melulu sama yang rajin-rajin). Yang ada jadi orang nggak bahagia banget.

Maaf, bukan maksud hati menguliahi, justru ini lagi curhat. Lagi males banget nih... Semakin dikit kegiatan gue, semakin parah aja rasa malesnya. Kenapa juga nggak ditemukan "DEMALSIN: obat mengatasi rasa malas." Halah!

Film Indonesia

Dalam rangka mendukung perfilman Indonesia, kalo lagi pulang ke Indo, gue suka nontonin film2 yang kira2 bagus. Biasanya sih referensi gue adek gue yang paling kecil. Jadi kadang yah gak sesuai selera. Tapi tetep aja, namanya juga perfilman Indonesia baru aja mulai berkembang, wajar lah kalo sekarang itu masih dalam tahap belajar.

Tapi ini bukan tulisan untuk ngebahas dengan serius perfilman Indonesia. Gue cuman mau ngasih tau satu hal yang menurut gue lucu. Tadi barusan gue nonton VCD film Indonesia. Di bagian credits seperti biasa dimulai dengan daftar nama Produser, Co-Produser, Pemain, dsb, dsb, dsb... Kemudian muncul nama PAWANG HUJAN. Kocak! Bisa dijamin, yang kaya gini cuma ada di film Indonesia aja tuh.

Back to Duluth

Habis sudah liburanku di Jakarta. Yang namanya liburan, mau seminggu kek, sebulan kek, setaon kek, kayanya kalo udah berakhir pasti akan buat kita mikir, "Gila, cepet banget nih liburan abisnya..."

Dan selama di Jakarta, males banget yang namanya main internet. Pertama, koneksi lambat banget, kedua, misalnya mau gue sabar2 nungguin koneksi yang lelet itu juga, tagihan telpon nyokap gue bakal melambung tingiiiii.....

Setelah balik shoutbox blog gue kena spammers gitu, males benerinnya... Trus dapet 1 komentar anonimus...

hellow.. i've been enjoying ur blogs for so long.. where r u now?
update dongg.. :D

Duh, ternyata ada yang rajin bacain tulisan2 gue yang seringkali gak ada gunanya... Aku Tersanjung! (Sinetron abis... :P) Thanks yah! Makanya sering2 kasih feedback yah, bias gue nggak ngerasa nulis buat diri gue sendiri aja.

Once Upon a Time in IKEA

I have comitted a terrible crime!

Waktu lagi jalan2 di IKEA, ada sekeranjang penuh boneka buat model gambar dari kayu.

Temen gue nanya,
"Buat apaan sih boneka kaya gini?"
"Buat model gambar lah! Kaya misalnya..."

Sambil ngejelasin ke temen gue, gue ambil satu boneka. Maksud hati gue mau bikin boneka itu ke posisi split. Lalu, "KRAK!" Kaki kanan boneka itu terpisah dari seluruh badannya... I literally gasp! Waktu berhenti sejenak di dunia gue. Terus temen gue bilang, "Cil, taro pelan2, ayo kita kabur!" And that was exactly what I did. Kaget bo!

Tega

Orang lagi susah, kehilangan harta benda gara-gara gempa, masih ada juga orang yang kurang ajar. Dari Kompas, gue baca berita kalo warga Klaten keracunan nasi bungkus yang dibagikan oleh seseorang yang tidak diketahui identitasnya. Kok ya tega...

Update: Hari ini baru kepikiran... ada kemungkinan yang ngebagiin nasi bungkus gak tau juga yah kalo nasi bungkusnya dah basi ato gak tau lah kenapa sampe bisa nyebabin orang sedesa keracunan. Kali aja ketuker sama yang punya kemaren...

So You Think You Can Dance?

Pepatah bilang, "Coba-coba bertanam mumbang, siapa tahu jadi kelapa" - tetap berusaha walaupun peluang keberhasilan tidaklah besar. OK, gue tau, mungkin ini pertama kalinya elo ketemu pepatah kaya gitu. Tapi gue nggak ngarang kok, gue kutip pepatah tersebut dari Wikiquote.

Intinya, entah barusan atau suatu saat di masa lalu, elo pernah dapet nasihat yang senada. Versi bokap gue: "Kalo nggak dicoba, mana tau?" Tapi kalo gue tau hasilnya 100% pasti gagal, apa perlu gue tetep nyoba? Masalahnya, gue baru aja nonton So You Think You Can Dance? Show tentang kompetisi dansa a la American Idol. Dan kaya American Idol, peserta harus audisi untuk lanjut ke babak final. Dari sekian banyak peserta yang masuk TV, gue bilang cuman 10% yang beneran bisa nari. 90% lainnya ampun deh!! Ngeliatnya nggak tahan...

Dua hal yang bikin gue mikir... Pertama, diantara 90% yang nggak bisa nari itu, banyak yang ngaku kalo mereka pelatih (ballet, tap dance, swing dance, dan berbagai macam jenis tarian lainnya). Kalo beneran, kasian amat yah murid2nya diplorotin... Ada juga yang di aplikasi bilang kalo dia anggota semacem Ballet Company. Dan waktu gue liat dia audisi. Omaigutnes... Dari gerakan tangannya aja gue bisa tau kalo dia bukan penari. Jadi, dia bo'ong, atau dia emang anggota Ballet Company tapi bukan penari? Bodyguard mungkin (abis badannya berotot...)??

OK, hal yang kedua, gue liat terutama di audisinya American Idol, banyak yang dapet dukungan solid dari temen atau anggota keluarganya walaupun suaranya cuman cocok untuk nyanyi di lingkungan keluarga deket. Hmmm... kalo gue mendingan temen2 gue ngasih tau suara gue sumbang daripada gue dengan pedenya mempermalukan diri didepan orang banyak, lebih parah lagi, national TV bo!

Berita Duka

Gempa besar berkekuatan 6.2 skala Richter mengguncang Yogyakarta dan daerah sekitar Sabtu pagi saat banyak orang masih terlelap. Dari berita terakhir yang gue baca di CNN, bencana kali ini memakan 3000 korban jiwa, dan pastinya angka ini masih akan tumbuh lebih besar lagi.

Coba lihat berita foto dari CNN, menyayat hati banget...

Ironisnya, fokus bencana alam belakangan ini ditujukan ke meletusnya Gunung Merapim bukan gempa bumi.

pupuk?

Baru selesai nonton Monalisa Smile, nyalain MSN, dan seseorang memanggil. Kirain mau ngasih tau, "Eh, ada gempa di Yogya loh barusan..." Ternyata pesannya adalah, "Harga pupuk naik..." -_-

Coba...

"Coba telpon itu bisa dipake dimanapun kapanpun yah..."

Begitu kata mamiku ditelepon tadi sewaktu kita harus udahan ngobrol karena si mami harus siap2 pergi. Kirain mamiku itu masih pengen ngobrol sama anak pertamanya lebih lama. Eh, ternyata maksudnya ditujukan buat anak keduanya yang baru lepas landas dari Hong Kong menuju Jakarta

Sebenernya bukannya nggak bisa sih. Dengan perkembangan teknologi jaman sekarang gitu loh. Komunikasi antar negara, bahkan antar benua sih, kecil! Tapi kalo cuma gara2 adek gue transit 3 jam di Hong Kong, terus kita mesti set up biar HP dia bisa nelpon dari sana sih, ngapain repot2?

Anyway, kalimat senada imaginasi nyokap gue diatas yang paling sering muncul dipikiran kalian semua apa? This one's mine: Coba gue punya pintu kemana sajanya Doraemon. Heck, coba gue punya Doraemon!

Nasionalisme

"Masa sih untuk meningkatkan rasa nasionalisme perlu ke luar negeri dulu??"

Mengutip pertanyaan seorang teman blogger. Bener nggak sih?

Buat gue pribadi, setelah pergi meninggalkan Indonesia, gue sadar kalo gue cinta Indonesia. Budayanya beragam banget dan menarik. Lalu tumbuh keinginan untuk belajar lebih banyak tentang Indonesia. Dan gue jadi bangga banget sama hal2 yang berkaitan dengan Indonesia. Denger berita kalo SBY nominasi nobelis, bangga dong! (kapan sih seleksinya?) Liat liputan CNN tentang aktivitas Gunung Merapi, hati gue gembira. (Indonesia masuk CNN loh!) Ketemu orang yang tau sesuatu tentang Indonesia juga bisa buat gue seneng. (Kaya advisor gue yang bisa nyanyi Bengawan Solo!) Dan gue berangan2 Indonesia dalam waktu dekat bisa dikenal di mata dunia dengan reputasi yang bagus.

Gue tau banyak orang yang keluar dari Indonesia dan 100% meninggalkan Indonesia. Nggak mau berurusan dengan segala hal yang berbau Indonesia. Sampai2 ada yang lupa caranya berbahasa Indonesia. Sesuatu yang traumatis mungkin pernah menimpa orang2 seperti itu yah dulunya. Sayang...

Banyak juga orang yang meninggalkan Indonesia dan nggak mau balik lagi karena kondisi hidup di tempat mereka sekarang lebih menjanjikan. Hidup di Indonesia itu besar pasak daripada tiang. Gaya hidupnya mahal, tapi pendapatan orang rata2 dikit banget! Alhasil Indonesia banyak kehilangan orang2 yang bisa buat bangsa ini maju. Soalnya ya itu, mereka lebih baik nyumbang keterampilan dimana kerja mereka dihargai besar.

Gue pengen pulang dan kerja di Indonesia. Gue pengen keterampilan gue bisa dipake untuk kemajuan Indonesia. Gue pengen Indonesia maju. Tapi usaha satu orang apa artinya? Apa ada cukup orang yang tumbuh nasionalismenya setelah tinggal di luar negri dan mau pulang ke Indonesia? Jadi keinginan gue itu mungkin cuman jadi mimpi indah belaka.

Gue pernah berandai2; Nanti kalo gue udah jadi orang kaya, gue mau ngasih beasiswa buat anak2 Indonesia untuk sekolah ke luar negri minimal setaon. Maksudnya buat menumbuhkan rasa cinta Indonesia deh intinya. Bisa terwujud nggak ya?

Hard Rock FM Jakarta Online

oh senangnya gue baru nemu kalo bisa streaming radio HardRock FM Jakarta. Selain makanan, yang gue kangenin dari Indo siaran radionya. Walaupun penyiarnya suka jayus, walaupun penyiarnya suka sok2 berbahasa inggris pas2an, gue sukaaa... Apalagi kalo lagi iklan, suka banyak yang lucu2. Radio disini kalo pasang lagu diulang2 terus, programnya sangat tidak bervariasi.

Tapi satu yang ganggu gue waktu lagi denger siaran barusan. Pendengar boleh sms untuk jawab quiz yang lagi berlangsung. SMS itu harus berisi nama, jenis kelamin, dan jawaban quiz. What has gender got to do with the quiz?

Minggu Finals

Final week semester ke-dua gue udah beres separo. Harusnya mau diberesin sekalian hari ini dua2nya. Tapi berhubung seperti biasa, sindrom "bersih-bersih saat rasa malas belajar" menyerang, gue putusin hari ini satu aja deh yang gue kerjain. Kemaren bukannya belajar gue soalnya malah bersih2 dapur. Hmm... sekarang waktunya koreksi final anak2 freshmen gak tau diri itu. Males.....

Iklan Master Card

Lagi buka Kompas.com, gue liat ada iklan Master Card versi Indonesia.

Serunya berbelanja di Bangkok: 20,000 Baht
Pijat ala Thai: 3,300 Baht
Melakukannya dua hari berturut-turut: priceless

Loh kok priceless? Mestinya versi Indonesia ya 100% bahasa Indonesia yah...

Serunya berbelanja di Bangkok: 20,000 Baht
Pijat ala Thai: 3,300 Baht
Melakukannya dua hari berturut-turut: tak ternilai

Nggak mantep yah? :P

Random Thought: Kecap

Siapa yang nggak suka kecap manis? Kayanya nggak ada deh. Enak banget gitu loh. Tapi sesuka2nya gue sama kecap manis, gue nggak sampe gila segala macem dikecapin sampe item...

Waktu lagi ngobrol2 sama Asti dan Ninda, kita sampe ke topik makanan dan ngebahas kecap manis. Lalu tercetuslah ide makan spaghetti pake kecap manis. Ha?? Nggak banget deh! Tapi Ninda ngotot spaghetti kecap manis itu enak. Hmmm... Kebetulan gak lama setelah itu, Asti masak spaghetti. Pertamanya Asti yang pengen nyobain idenya Ninda, akhirnya semua kepingin dan semua setuju kalo spaghetti kecap manis itu enak! :P Bukan spagehetti Italia lagi sih jadinya, lebih kaya mi Jawa...

OK, ngomong2 soal kecap, pada penasaran nggak sih apa hubungan antara kecap dan ketchup (saos tomat bahasa kerennya)? Dulu gue sempet mikir, apa istilah ketchup dibawa oleh kaum Belanda kali yah, trus kupingnya orang Indo nangkep, dan dipakelah istilah kecap(cara baca ketchup) untuk saos2 berwarna kecoklatan, misalnya kecap manis, kecap asin, kecap ikan dan kecap2 lainnya kalo ada.

Ternyata kenyataannya kebalik loh bow! Justru istilah ketchup itu diperkirakan berakar dari istilah kecap kita! Nggak ada yang tau pasti sih. Tapi menurut Wiki, kemungkinan kecap asalnya dari bahasa Malay, yang nggak lain adalah akar bahasa Indonesia. Oke deh!! :)

Cheaters!

Hari ini hari gue ngasih quiz untuk murid2 ter-(gak ku)sayang gue. Seperti biasa, gue bawa bahan bacaan buat ngabisin waktu. Biasanya sih gue sekali2 angkat mata, patroli pandangan kesekeliling kelas, just to make sure everyone's doing their own work.

Hari ini, gue yakin banget ada 1 murid gue yang nyontek. Namanya orang lagi test kan biasanya serius ngerjain. Ini orang satu matanya nggak bisa diem. Dia lirik kiri, trus lirik gue, trus liat ke mejanya sendiri. Lirik kiri, lirik depan, lirik bawah. Hmmm... dikiranya gara2 dia pake topi, gue gak bisa liat kali yah kalo matanya lagi belanja.

Jadi gue yang biasanya konsen ke buku bacaan gue kalo lagi nungguin kuis, kali ini gue berdiri didepan, pasang posisi siap siaga.

Yang dicontekin anak pinter sih. Jadi gue peduli. Kalo yang dicontekin geblek sih, salahnya sendiri nyontek... hehehe...

Masih Seputar Telur Paskah

~ Awesome

Happy Easter!

Paskah. Kalo natal dikonsumerisasikan dengan pohon natal berhiaskan segala pernak-pernik bernuansa merah, valentine dengan bunga mawar dan warna pink, paskah adalah waktunya mendekorasi dengan telur warna-warni dan sang kelinci paskah. (Si Easter Bunny mungkin cuman di Amrik aja sih...) Apa yah hubungannya kelinci sama paskah? Apa juga hubungannya telur sama paskah? Ada yang tau? Hubungi gue.

Ngomong-ngomong soal telur paskah, dulu jaman-jaman masih ada pelajaran prakarya, agenda kita di minggu menjelang paskah pasti menghias telur. Tapi, lain dari hiasan telur paskah di sini yang biasanya hanya diwarnai dengan motif totol-totol kaya macan tutul, polos satu warna atau lebih, bergaris-garis zig-zag, sampe corak-corak kreatif tergantung sang penghias. Hiasan telur ala Indonesia adalah dengan menyulap si telur jadi karakter ciptaan kita. Paling populer sih biasanya telur sarjana. Kenapa yah?

Favorit gue juga sih, entah kenapa. Kalo nggak salah pernah juga gue buat telur santa klaus. Mungkin malah beberapa kali, gampang sih. Tinggal gunting kertas merah bentuk segitiga, gulung sampe berbentuk kerucut, jadi topi deh. Untuk jenggotnya, pake kapas dong. Tinggal gambar mata, dan hidung, jadi deh. (Mulutnya kan ketutup jenggot putih tebelnya...) Pernah niat banget, gue buat telur cewek, dan untuk rambutnya gue tempelin benang wol, terus dikepang dua... hihihi...

Sayangnya karena nggak pernah terpikir untuk diabadikan, gue nggak inget lagi tuh pernah buat karakter apa aja. Boro-boro difoto. Sampe rumah biasanya cuman gue tunjukin ke orang-orang rumah, trus langsung dimakan! Tapi seniat-niatnya, nggak pernah gue sampe seniat orang ini...

My advisor: Did I tell you that someone called me asking about you? Someone is interested in hiring you. But I told her that you're not graduating this year and to consider you for next year instead.

*senang*

Dedicated for my best friend

Before leaving Jakarta, I didn't know what it means to "maintain a friendship." I took the people around me for granted. I was so happy to be constantly surrounded by my beloved family that I don't think I needed a friend outside of them.

You know how parents usually complaint about their daughters spending so much on the telephone it nearly send them to bankruptcy? Well, not my parents, or should I say, not this daughter. I rarely call my friends just for the fun of it. My friends usually were the one who called, and often times our conversations were filled with homework questions. And badly enough, I remember that when someone called just to chat, I often times thought, what a waste of times! So as you might guess, I didn't have a lot of real friends back then. Didn't feel it was any problem though, 'cause hey, I've got mom or dad or my sisters who was just a shout away. I realized that at the worst, it made my social skills nearly ZERO.

Then I left for the US. The first couple of years was still full of fun. I lived with my cousin. Her friends became my friends. Lively! The next year wasn't too bad. My cousin left for Seattle, but I still have a few friends that I made the first couple of years. The fourth year my sister came to town. Then I made new friends, her friends became my friend. See the pattern now? Yep, I always knew someone from somebody else. I think I probably made only one real friend on my own during my stay in St. Cloud. Pathetic!

I started having problem since I moved to Duluth. This time, I moved to a completely new place. Didn't know anyone and no Indonesian (which if there had been any would have made it a lot easier...) I pushed myself, I wanted to know people. But still it's so hard! My conversations with the people I knew here is as far as, how are you, what kind of class you're taking, stuff like that. NOW I finally feel I have a problem.

But at this time, I started to get close again to my childhood friend. We started emailing each other about our problems and life story. We used to do everything together. Our moms are friends. We went to the same school for 12 years, we went to the same church, we took the same extracurricular activities, we both were kind of antisocial, me because of the reasons I've put above, her because of her attitude problem she used to have.

She considered me her best friend. Me? I didn't. If you would asked me then who I considered to be my best friend, I don't think I would have mentioned her name. But I'm grateful that we're still friends until this moment. Now I will proudly say that I'm lucky to have a friend like her.

She's become this wonderful person. Her life is not problem free, but she has so much faith in God. The way she talks now is different, very wise. When I went back last winter break, I hang out with her a lot. I brought her when I met with my high school friends. The most fun part we had was when our family spent about 4 days in her mom's hometown.

Now she's preparing for her wedding next year. I hate it that I know I wouldn't be able to make it. I was so happy when she gave me the big news. I couldn't stop smiling that day. This is for you cha... My confession and my apology. May we always be the best of friends.

'everything' or everything?

Spring break kemaren gue nyobain toko bagel baru di SCSU. Tempatnya dari luar menarik perhatian. Dindingnya dihiasi warna-warni ceria. Kok nggak kepikiran ngambil fotonya yah... Anyway, gue nyobain beli salah satu menu mereka, bagel dog.

Waktu itu, satu2nya bagel dog yang tersisa cuman plain, tanpa topping. Jadi kita tanya,

"Ada yang pake topping nggak?"
"Kalo mau dibuatin baru, tunggu 15 menit."
"15 menit? Gak masalah... Pilihan toppingnya apa aja?"
"We have 'Everything and Cheese'."
"Everything itu apa aja?"

Sejenak sang tukang jaga pasang tampang bingung. Trus dia nunjukin setoples topping yang gak jelas bentuknya. Akhirnya kita manggut2 aja.

"Ok deh, I'll take that one."

Saatnya makan! Kita buka bungkusnya, dan... bagel gue bertopping 'everything and cheese'. Oooo... 'everything and cheese' itu nama toppingnya toh! Gue dan Feli baru ngeh saat itu. Kirain tadi mereka ada topping everything, i.e. Semuanya tersedia, nggak ada yang kosong, dan keju. Jadi ceritanya yang jual dan yang beli sama2 geblek...

Sunset

Taken on the way to St. Cloud

Spring Break 2006, St. Cloud

• Ngobrol ngalur ngidul sama Asti.
• Jalan2 tanpa tujuan muter2 St Cloud gara2 udah waktunya pulang tapi belom selese ngobrol.
• Makan di Pho San.
• Maen sama Kara & Keila.
• Hang out bareng Feli.
• Makan di Garvey (Makin parah...)

Futton

God works in His own mysterious way. Dan hari gue ngerasa ungkapan itu emang bener. Sejak kemaren, apartemen gue panas dan pengap. Radiator pemanas di kamar mandi dan ruang tamu kenceng banget nyemburin uap panas. Alhasil didalem apartemen rasanya udah kaya dikukus. Untungnya kamar tidur gue nggak ada radiatornya, jadi semalem gue tidur buka jendela sedikit udah serasa tidur pake AC kalo di Jakarta.

Gara2 kemaren gue baru pulang malem, gue nggak langsung telpon landlord gue. Lagian heater gue itu mulai kerja keras mungkin sore, jadi sepanas2nya, masih bisa tahan lah gue.

Hari ini seperti biasa bangun pagi, berangkat kuliah. Pulang2, wuih~~ baru kerasa pengapnya. Serasa di sauna. Jadi langsung gue telpon landlord gue minta tolong... Abisnya radiator gue dikasih ruji2 gitu. Maksudnya biar keren kali, nggak keliatan radiatornya. Sebenernya sih nggak perlu landlord buat ngecilin heater, cuman butuh obeng. Tapi dasar gue baru sekarang ini ketemu sama heater model lama, nggak ngerti cara gede kecilin gimana... Gue taunya yang tinggal geser mau temperatur seberapa...

Abis ngecilin heater, dia cerita. Ada tenant yang baru keluar, ninggalin futton masih bagus. Dia tanya gue mau nggak. Ya mau lah! hehehe... Katanya waktu mereka lagi mikir mau diapain itu futton, mereka inget ke gue. hahaha.. maklum, graduate student dengan pendapatan seret, ruang tamu apartemen gue nggak ada sofanya. Gue cuman kasih matras dari busa, gue lipet dua, ditutupin bedcover sebagai tempat duduk. Cukup empuk buat duduk maksimal 1 jam.... Kok ya mereka nyadar gue butuh sofa :D

Shakespeare

Kemaren adalah hari yang lain dari biasanya buat gue. Dalam sehari, gue ketemu sama kata Shakespeare 4 kali.

Pertama, waktu gue lagi maen scramble di MIRC...

Kedua, di kelas probability models, guru gue ngasih contoh soal,

How long does it take a monkey to type the complete work of Shakespeare, given that the monkey types randomly?

Ketiga, di kelas inference, guru gue yang satu lagi juga ngasih contoh yang berhubungan sama Shakespeare. Lupa... apaan yah ceritanya?

Keempat, gue pergi ke colloquium math. Guest speaker kali ini cewek US pertama di tim olimpiade matematikanya Amerika. Di presentasinya, dia juga refer ke Shakespeare untuk analogi Matematika dan Literatur.

Apakah kemaren hari Shakespeare nasional di Amerika...?

Polar Bear Plunge

Let me show you how Minnesotans spend winter time...

Last Saturday, I went to my first Polar Bear Plunge. Well, not my plunge... I just came to watch!

This event was to raise funds for the special olympics. The slogan for the event: "Freezin for a reason." Well, I was freezing while watching them jumped into Lake Superior. It was around 20 F I think. It was amazing watching those people do it. Some of them even jumped in several times... The event was held for 2 hours and there were almost always people jumping in every 5 minutes.

Anyway, Grey's Anatomy is my new fave tv show. Today episode's closing sentence was:

If you know today's your last day in the world, how would you spend it?

I know for sure, I won't be plunging into Lake Superior...

It's February already?!

Rasanya perayaan taon baruan belom lama. Hari ini digereja, buka buku misa, tertera "5 February." Gila, waktu emang salah satu misteri hidup yah. Disaat yang sama, satu orang bisa ngerasa kalo waktu itu lambat banget kaya siput sementara orang lain ngerasa waktu berjalan terlalu cepet. Aneh tapi nyata! Mestinya waktu jadi salah satu objek di museumnya Ripley's Believe It Or Not yah. Pajang jam dinding dengan keterangan,

Time, constant and yet different to each of its travellers.

Hari ini puas gue nonton Charmed. Lumayan, TNT lagi seharian pasang back to back episodes of Charmed. Akhirnya gue nonton beberapa episode yang ketinggalan2, to fill in the gaps. :D

Okay, time for me to hit the bed!

Presiden kita calon nobelis loh!

Presiden kita, Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono, SBY panggilan populernya, dinominasikan untuk Nobel Perdamaian 2006. Nah gitu dong sekali2, ada berita positif tentang Indonesia. SBY dinominasikan oleh anggota senior komite Hubungan International Kongres Amerika Serikat, Robert Wesler (Kompas, 30 Januari 2006). Intinya sih nominasi didasarkan atas tindakan SBY untuk mengatasi konflik GAM di Aceh.

Sebagai orang Indonesia, bangga dong yah!!!

Tapi namanya orang pasti ada yang sirik aja deh. Di artikel yang ini, ada yang protes dengan alasan dasar nominasi SBY untuk dapet nobel perdamaian kurang relevan. Katanya kondisi Indonesia sekarang masih "carut marut." Whatever that means. Yah mas, yang positif dong! Gue sih berharap aja event yang kaya gini bisa memotivasi lebih banyak orang Indonesia untuk berprestasi gitu loh.

Pengen mooncake!

Let's say sayonara to the chicken...

and welcome the dogs!

Gong Xi Fat Chai! Angpaonya donks!

My long lost baggage is back!

Selasa kemarin akhirnya gue bertemu dengan koper gue lengkap dengan semua isi yang gue bawa dari Jakarta. Nambah satu, surat keterangan dari Custom kalo koper gue udah diperiksa dan bebas masuk ke US. Seneng banget waktu dapet telpon dari Duluth airport kalo koper gue ada disana. Lebih seneng lagi waktu bongkar2 koper. Tapi bete waktu excitement dah ilang, diganti rasa males mesti ngeberesin semua barang2 yang udah dibongkar dari koper... :P

Tapi gue kecewa sama American Airlines (AA). Waktu lagi panik soal koper gue, gue baca artikel ttg situasi gue. Disitu ditulis kalo kita naik connecting flight, airlines yang bertanggung jawab soal koper kita adalah airlines terakhir yang ngebawa kita ke tempat tujuan. Jadi dalam kasus gue, AA tanggung jawab mesti nyariin koper gue dan ngembaliin tuh koper. Mestinya, koper itu kan juga pake tiket waktu gue check in, paling lambat 2 hari lah udah ketemu dong. Eh, ini sampe seminggu lebih bo! Dan mending gue bisa tau status koper gue gimana, lagi dikirim kek, lagi di transfer kek, apa kek... Ini nggak, nggak ada yang tau koper gue kemana. Mana customer servicenya payah. Masa mau ngomong sama operator nggak bisa!! Bikin gue tambah stress.

Waktu akhirnya ketemu, gue minta tolong temen gue anterin ke airport buat ngambil koper gue. Gue dikasih tau harus ambil di counter Northwest (NW). Sampe disana, mas2 di counter NW ngajak gue masuk gudang untuk cari koper gue. Baru dia buka pintu, gue liat koper gue. Saking senengnya gue langsung bilang, "That's mine!" Tanpa ragu2, si mas2 NW langsung ngeluarin koper gue dari gudang dan dikasih ke gue, "Here you go." Gue nggak dimintain ID, nggak dimintain tag ID koper gue.

"Do I have to sign a release form?"
"No, you're free to go."

Gile yeh! Kalo gue salah ambil koper orang gimana??

Sebaliknya, gue pernah ketinggalan pesawat waktu lagi pulang ke Jakarta. Jadi gue ganti pesawat. Hasilnya, koper gue nyangkut di Taiwan, nggak sampe ke Jakarta. Setelah gue lapor, 3 hari kemudian, koper gue sampe dengan selamat di rumah. Dianterin!

Iya sih, cuman dengan 1 contoh kaya gitu gue nggak bisa bilang Indo is better than US. Tapi tetep aja gue mo bilang, AA sucks! :P

ngantre laundry

Hari ini waktunya mencuci baju! Rencananya pulang gereja gue mau taro baju di mesin cuci. Trus masak 'n makan siang. Lalu pindahin baju dari mesin cuci ke dryer. Tunggu sejam sambil nonton tv. Disetrika rapi, masukin ke lemari. Ternyata, 2 mesin cuci yang ada di basement dipake. Oke deh, ngalah... 2 jam kemudian gue coba lagi. Baru gue mo nutup pintu apartemen. Eh didepan gue ada cewek turun bawa sekeranjang baju kotor. Yeh... giliran gue!! Karena gue butuh dua mesin, satu buat cuci sprei, gue batal nyuci lagi deh. *Inget2 jangan nyuci baju hari Minggu, ngantre!!*

First Weekend

Baru selese minggu pertama... Kayanya teori akselerasi nggak berlaku di fisika aja yah. Hidup pun gitu. Waktu kita ada di awal sesuatu, semuanya terasa lambat, tapi begitu deket akhir, waktu yang kita abisin buat ngejalanin dari awal sampe akhir nggak terasa.

Koper gue belom sampe juga!! Huhuhu... padahal udah ngebayangin makan cemilan2 yang gue bawa dari Jakarta. Katanya kalo lebih dari 5 hari masih belom nyampe juga tuh koper, prosesnya bakal ditransfer ke central baggage service. Tapi hari ini gue telpon, ternyata tetep juga gak nyambung ke operator. Recorded msg cuman bilang gue bakal dikirimin questionnaire yang harus gue kirim balik paling lambat 45 hari dari hari gue nyampe di US. Buset deh, 45 hari!! Di Koper gue ada bandeng presto sama bumbu pecel bo!! Jadi apa itu nanti yah...

Di kelas Statistical Inference gue, orang yang duduk belakang gue suka duduk selonjoran gitu. Jadi gue kalo liat bawah bisa liat sepatunya dia. Dan sepatunya itu mengeluarkan bau tak sedap, ugh! Gue dah tau waktu hari pertama kelas. Gebleknya tadi gue nggak inget dan duduk didepan dia lagi. Silly me....

Terlalu cepat...

Liburan 3 minggu, habis sudah. Memori2 di Jakarta itu menggoda air mata untuk mengalir. Huh, coba aja kondisi keuangan Indonesia masuk akal, gue kan nggak harus ngebuat hati ortu bangga dengan mengadu nasib di negeri orang.

Semalem gue tidur 12 jam dengan jeda 1 jam waktu mata terasa ingin melotot jam 2 pagi. Sekarang, jam 1 siang, efek jetlag mulai terasa lagi. Rasanya nyaman memejamkan mata.

Lonely...