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Keberanian itu [tidak pernah] ada?

2009-04-10T09:43:00.000-07:00

I am in between crossroads,
When I look at my right side, there’s not much different than what’s on my left side,
The only difference is either way I look, I still fear the choice that I am supposed to make…

Seorang teman baik gw dulu pernah bilang kalau:
“Hidup itu pilihan, Ries.” Titik. No further explanation.
Ya, emang enggak perlu dijelasin lebih rinci juga, karena kalau mau dibreak-down, akhirnya malah memperlambat proses pengambilan keputusan. Kata orang (siapa ya yang mulai dengan frase ini?,anyway), semakin bertambah umur, semakin jelas pilihan hidup kita. Makanya, kalau mau jadi pemimpi di masa kecil, silahkan, pemberontak di masa remaja, udah ada alurnya. Dengan harapan, ketika dewasa kita bisa melihat lebih jelas apa yang jadi pilihan hidup kita.

Turns out, things were much simpler before we reach adulthood.

Tanpa mencoba menghantui atau menakuti konsep dari “dewasa”, tapi gw ngerasa semakin kesini kok ada saja cerita dan kondisi dimana mengambil sebuah (ya satu doang!) pilihan dan keputusan menjadi hal yang sulit. Dan ujung-ujungnya, kita jadi diapit sama situasi yang membuat kita gerah, geram, gila deh!

Contoh paling sederhana dari situasi kehidupan cinta manusia yang tidak sesederhana bikin simpul tali sepatu:

Mari kita coba re-cap, sudah seberapa sering kamu mendengar, melihat, menimbang, menganalisa, dan juga [mungkin] dimintai pendapat atas kehidupan percintaan orang-orang terdekat kamu? I bet, plenty of time [kecuali kalau kamu orang yang sangat apatis, buta cinta dan anti social!]. Dan, dari sekian banyak cerita cinta ada enggak satu cerita yang bisa bikin kamu desperate? The possibilities are, desperately clueless in giving more advices or desperately sick from jealousy?

In my case, it would be the first possibility.

Gw berada di ujung tanduk of giving up and being so completely clueless dengan satu cerita cinta one of my dearest friend…Bohong, kalau gw enggak mau dia bahagia. Gw mau banget!Dan cuma itu dasar dari waktu-waktu gw untuk cerita-cerita dia. A HAPPY ENDING. But, life ‘aint the fairy Disney’s princesses tales. So does a love life. Ada yang emang gampang bahagia, ada juga yang harus ‘keseleo’ dulu sebelum berhasil sampai ke finish line [kok terdengar seperti mau metong ya daripada cerita cinta yang bahagia?ooh well..].

Dearest friend: “… I don’t know what else am I supposed to do with this relationship, Ries?”

Riesa: “Do you know what you want? Do you know where are you going with this relationship?”

Dearest friend: “I know what I want, that is at the beginning of the relationship. But now, I am not sure.”

Riesa: “Why so?”

Dearest friend: “Because, he leaves it in a blur. It’s like he leaves me to cross the road and I am not sure whether I have to look right or left first before I cross.”

Riesa: “Lah dia dimana pas lo mau nyebrang?”

Dearest friend: “Gak tahu, Ries.”

Riesa: -speechless-

Bukan sekali ini gw bingung harus menanggapi apa. I have given some advices before, [hopefully] objectively, karena bagaimana pun juga one’s life is his/her own call, not merely ours – even if we claim to be their best buddies. Ditambah dengan kenyataan belum tentu yang kita pikir benar, berarti benar buat orang lain juga. Dan sekarang, gw ‘ gagu’. Gw gak tahu harus merespon apa atau bereaksi bagaimana. Gw ngerasa jenis pendapat dari mulai yang standar (“sabar, bla, bla..) sampe sefrontal mungkin – dan pastinya tidak objektif, sudah gw sampaikan. Kok, ya ceritanya bersuara sama?

Sempat terlintas, apa mungkin this time around I should just sit nicely and listen? And the horror hits me, how about while I play a role as [supposedly] a good-best friend slash listener, ada ketakutan kalau gw sampai melihat sahabat gw ‘keseleo dan jatuh’ dengan hubungan percintaannya. Gak berani gw!!! I have no heart to even imagine that happening…bukan mau terdengar berlebihan atau pesimis, tapi ya gimana…apa boleh gw berpendapat “Don’t you have any guts in telling what you really want and how things have been really confusing for you, and that you are bloody unhappy?”. Kalaupun sampai ada keberanian untuk gw ‘berteriak’ seperti itu, apakah sahabat gw punya keberanian untuk ‘berteriak’ yang sama?

So, I guess whichever way you look, it’s not about what choice we make,
At the end of the day, it’s all about the courage.

Jadi, pilihannya adalah: keberanian itu ada atau tidak pernah ada?

-rie

"APA APAAN INI?!?!"

2009-04-10T09:34:00.000-07:00

Beberapa hari terakhir ini, gw mendapati diri gw 'mencoba' menikmati acara-acara suguhan televisi lokal negeri kita tercinta, Indonesia raya. A bit of the rundown >> Sinetron:skip and lots of them too, News: stayed for 30 mins and then changed channel, Cooking shows: cuma nyatet resepnya aja and then skip, Talk Shows: only Kick Andy yg bisa gw nikmatin, last but not least; Reality TV shows: hmm....

Sebenarnya, gw sadar (dan yakin semua orang sudah menyadarinya juga) kalau reality TV shows sudah menjamur dan menjadi 'tren' sejak, mm.. let me see, 6 to 7 years ago. Seinget gw, awal mula reality TV shows jadi bahan pembicaraan banyak orang adalah ketika sebuah reality shows bernama "SURVIVOR" mulai ditayangkan di stasiun TV, CBS, USA selama 60 menit pada tahun 2000. Everyone seemed to be hooked by it. The plot, the games, the conflicts, etc. And suddenly, the media industry was all about Reality TV shows, including in Indonesia. Dari mulai konsep yang bantuin 'nyatain' cinta, mbuntutin kemungkinan perselingkuhan, make-over rumah, menangin rumah, ngasih duit lalu dikejar waktu buat menghabiskannya dan masih banyak lagi. Dari sekian banyak konsep reality TV shows yang 'dijejelin' ke penonton, kadang-kadang gw ngebatin "ini beneran apa gak sih?are things really that sad?". Gimana gak menyedihkan, ada orang-orang yang dengan sadar dan sukarela mengekspos dirinya dan, well for instance, hubungan cintanya di TV untuk konsumsi seantero negeri cuma pada akhirnya buat dimaki2 sama pacarnya, disiram air, jambak2an sama 'gak tahu siapa gak penting juga gw tahu'.

salah satu temen gw pernah bilang, "Well, Ries, it's all simply about entertainment, being entertained and how to entertain others. And perhaps,some people do think it [Reality TV show] as the last option in finding honesty in their lives."

Gw bilang: "Maybe, but everything seem to be a bit blurry and just simply sad, don't you think, and why on earth do you have to find honesty at the mercy of being exploited and humiliated?"

Kita berdua diem. Gak tahu mau ngerespon gimana lagi. I have dropped the thought of "[Bad] Reality TV shows are actually pathetic" a long time ago. Until the last couple of week, it bothers me again.

Mungkin gw termasuk penonton pasif dan telat banget untuk 'ngeh' kalau sekarang banyak banget reality TV shows yang menfokuskan pada relationships. Entah itu hubungan keluarga, hubungan percintaan, hubungan cinta lama, dan hubungan cinta terlarang (baca: selingkuhan atau backstreet). Lalu, ada kata kunci lainnya "Klien", sebagai orang yang meminta 'jasa' si reality TV shows untuk 'membantu, menginvestigasi dan syukur2 mencarikan solusi atau paling enggak kebenaran' dari masalah yang dihadapi si "klien". Okeeee, gw pikir hal-hal tersebut standar.Sampai akhirnya gw memutuskan untuk nonton beberapa reality TV shows ini. Gw udah imun dengan pikiran-pikiran "ini beneran apa gak ya?", karena buat gw jadi gak penting mikir kayak gitu while it seems I'm the only one who believes some plots are just fake.

Then it hits me, the one fact that once again drags me to the "is this even real" question..gw ngeh hampir di setiap adegan dimana si 'target' akhirnya tahu kalau dia diinvestigasi, dibuntutin, trus melihat sorotan dari banyak kamera (dan orang2 tentunya), dia akan bilang 'Apa apaan ini?!". Biasanya kalimat ini terucap dengan penuh emosi, mata melotot sambil menunjukan jari ke arah "klien", presenter dan kamera yang menyorot mereka semua (hal-hal diluar ini gak penting juga buat dijabarkan). Tapi entah kenapa gw ngerasa, ada aja gestures yang terasa palsu.Tone bicara dan tatapan mata seakan dibikin seolah2 si target emang beneran 'emosi'.And I mean c'mon if you were busted doing something that you don't want people to know yet the entire country is watching you, will "APA APAAN ini?!?!" be the one only sentence that come out off your mouth???

Despite the confusing facts which I just mentioned, I am [still] trying to convince myself that it's all about entertainment (damn it!).

note:ada usulan mungkin buat kalimat 'kegap' lain?mungkin "IIIIYYH INI GW MASUK TV YA?NASIONAL YA?IIIYH APAAAAN SIIIEEYH?!?!?!?!" (LOL)

cheers,

-rie

TTP 3 HARI

2008-07-19T01:08:00.000-07:00

Bukan tebar-tebaran pesona 3 hari ya…tapi Terapi Tidur Paksa 3 hari ☺

Mungkin akan lebih masuk akal kalau kepanjangan dari judul tulisan gw kali ini adalah tebar-tebaran pesona 3 hari (walau jujur aja gw sendiri gak yakin istilah itu ada, tapi istilah mana sih yang ada..hari gini semuanya buaataaan..heheh). Tapi ya emang itu kenyataanya, cerita gw kali ini tentang pengalaman terapi tidur paksa 3 hari (dan ya…istilah inipun secara medis ataupun terapi alternatif belum bisa dicek kebenarannya).

Semuanya berawal dari suatu hari, lebih tepatnya di hari Selasa sore di bulan Juli ketika cuacanya gak jelas sama gak jelasnya sama kondisi badan gw. Dari paginya aja gw udah heran, kok males banget bangun (ya ya..gw tau semua orang juga paling males bangun pagi apalagi tahu kalau hari itu harus masuk kerja ☺). Tapi gw beneran males banget bangun, nyokap tersayang udah nemenin sarapan dan nyemangatin gw kalau bangun pagi itu bagus buat badan (cuma masalahnya anak muda sekarang think the opposite mom…so ironic huh? how can today’s generation be a better generation ya?heheheh). Berangkatlah gw menuju aktifitas harian gw, pas waktunya gw siaran…mata dan badan gw sama sekali gak bisa bekerja sama dengan tuntutan kerjaan yang mengharuskan penyiar siap sedia selalu. Mata gw ngantuk gila-gilaan dan badan lemas tak berdaya. Ada apa gerangan batin gw…I know that I have not been having a good quality of sleep lately but dear GOD that just can not be an excuse! Dengan segenap usaha (and I mean this!), gw coba kontrol rasa kantuk dan lemas badan juga ditambah kepala yang tiba-tiba pening! (peniiiing…pusing aja kenapa sih nyebutnya ries!heheheh). Siaran yang berdurasi dua jam saja berasa lamaaaa banget kayak dengerin lagunya Guns n’ Roses-November Rain on your iPod and repeat it 20 times…yes it felt that long…(but just to clarify this, I love November Rain to death…so in a different circumstances I wouldn’t mind repeating the song up to 20 times ☺).

Selesai siaran, gw harus balik ke kerjaan gw yang satunya lagi (tanpa bermaksud berlebihan..tapi ya beginilah kenyataan anak muda jaman sekarang, kalau gak dilihat sok sibuk atau dianggap workaholic rasanya gak afdol hidupnya, istilah awamnya not into the hype!). Dan sesampainya gw di tempat kerja gw yang kedua inilah, apa yang gw rasain dari pagi mulai terasa unbearable alias gw gak bisa nahan ngantuknya, lemesnya, pusingnya. Gw bilang sama diri sendiri “ayo tahan 2 jam-an aja lagi, kayak pas siaran tadi aja bisa…ayoooo…aayooooo”. Setengah jam berlalu, satu jam, satu jam 15 menit, satu jam 35 meniiit…(perubahan size font menandakan perubahan motivasi gw buat bertahan) That’s it! I told my self. Gw harus pulang kerumah daripada ke-gap tidur di atas maja kerja dengan kondisi yang sama sekali gak direkomendasi buat dilihat atau disaksikan orang banyak (gak kepikiran juga buat langsung ke dokter, takut tengsin kalau ternyata gw cuma masuk angin :p). Akhirnya gw pulang kerumah, Bokap dan Nyokap heran seada-adanya kenapa gw pulang ‘pagi’. Masuk rumah langsung lari ke kamar dan tepar di tempat tidur, at this point I can no longer care if my entrance to the house surprised others. Lanjut….

Karena gw gak kuat jalan, ke toilet aja harus nyeret-nyeret kaki daripada diambilin pispot and pee from the bed (please note that I am not even that desperate). Nyokap gak mau maksa gw buat kedokter, alhasil pak dokter cuma ditelpon dan diminta arahan penanganan sementara untuk gejala-gejala yang gw rasain. Pada saat ini, badan gw udah demam dan terasa kaya ditusuk-tusuk pake lidi yang disiapin buat bikin sate dadakan. That whole evening I forced myself to sleep, in between pain and a massive headache that made me wish “please someone just knock me hard with a baseball bat so I can go to sleep” (a bit extreme I know, and now I am glad the silly wish didn’t come true). Pagi keesokan harinya, gw harus ambil darah dan hasilnya sedikit nyebelin (karena udah sakit gila diambil darahnya, hasilnya gak bikin rasa sakit ambil darah itu membaik juga ☹). Level trombosit gw mendekati level terendah, pendeknya trombosit gw turun drastis dan dikhawatirkan kena demam berdarah (ini sih bukan “pendeknya” ☺).

Akhirnya, turun perintah dari dokter kalau gw harus istirahat dan ambil darah lagi besok (nooooooo!!!). Menurut dokter ambil darah perlu dilakukan kembali buat memastikan kalau gw gak perlu dirawat di rumah sakit. The doctor’s explanation gave me the ultimate horror, jadi gw memutuskan untuk cuma dikamar dan [maksain] tidur. Ironisnya lagi, (nyanyi: hidup ini memang penuh dengan ironiiiii..lagu siapa ya ini?tau orang ngarang juga sih ☺) dalam keadaan sakitpun masalah kerjaan, masalah percintaan, masalah rumah ada aja yang nyamperin…bikin gw tambah semangat maksain diri buat tidur (just sleep on it intinya sih!). Terapi tidur paksa ini berlanjut sampai tiga hari, apalagi setelah pengambilan darah kedua kalinya level trombosit gw membaik. Dan jujur aja, terapi tidur paksa 3 hari ini bikin gw berasa kayak Carrie Bradshaw di Sex and The City, The Movie. The part when she was on the lowest point on her life (read: complication of Mr. Big and Marriage). She cried and cried and [perhaps] had to force herself to sleep to forget all the misery. Bedanya ama kondisi gw adalah I was not in Mexico and I still wanted to eat everything that were offered to me ☺. Terapi tidur paksa 3 hari ini berbuah kesembuhan yang signifikan, badan gw gak terlalu lemes, kepala gak pusing lagi yaaaa walaupun urusan ruwetnya hati masih belum sembuh-sembuh amat (yes, just like Carrie..and please I am not even trying to condition myself as her). Orang sering bilang: tidur itu obat mujarab and I have to agree with that, the fact that if you are sick and you need to have all the best rest you can get, if you can’t then force yourself to having it. On the other hand, people say you have to stand up to any kind of problems in your life, which is very true. However, there’s no harm to just sleep on it for once, hoping that by the time you wake up, you know exactly what to do and start fresh. Gimana kalau gak ries? Well, that’s just life isn’t it? It never sleeps on you…So, it means it is time for you to wake up!

Ps: kalau berniat melakukan TTP 3 hari ini, diajurkan anda berada dalam keadaan yang benar-benar sakit (dimana dokterpun sudah menyatakan anda harus istirahat dan tidak melakukan aktifitas untuk sementara waktu). Lalu, diwaktu yang bersamaan mengalami masalah entah itu di keluarga, percintaan, pekerjaan atau pertemanan. Diperingatkan: hasil berbeda pada setiap individu dan tidak ada jaminan dari siapapun akan hasil yang diharapkan, bahkan tidak dari penulis. Terima Kasih. ☺

Luv
-rie

WHEN I GROW UP…

2008-07-19T00:42:00.000-07:00

Singing…

When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star
I wanna be in movies

When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies

When I grow up
Be on TV
People know me
Be on magazines
(When I Grow Up – Pussycat Dolls)

Waktu kita kecil dulu, kita percaya kalau kita bisa jadi apapun yang kita inginkan. Menjadi apapun yang kita cita-citakan, menjadi orang yang paling bangga di dunia karena kita berhasil meraih apa yang kita harapkan. Diawali saat kita mulai belajar bersosialisasi di tingkat taman kanak-kanak, pertukaran cita-cita dan impian datang silih berganti…bahkan pada hitungan menit ☺

Let me refresh your mind….

11:00 (jam istirahat sebuah TK)

A: Aku kalau sudah besar mau jadi dokter dooong

B: Kalau aku mau kayak papaku, jadi pilot
C: Ah kalau aku mau jadi penyanyi aja, kata eyang suaraku bagus

11:08 (masih di jam istirahat sebuah TK)

A: Mmmm…kalau gitu aku mau jadi dokter sama penyanyi juga…aku kan juga bisa nyanyi
C: Kok gitu?
B: Aku juga..kalau jadi pilot terus mau jadi astronot juga

C: Bisa gitu ya?
A&B: (optimis) pasti bisa laaaah!!!

And that was it, a simple conversation during a very much simple time. No pressure, no one tells you that the journey is not going to be so simple after all.

I may warn you that there is a slight possibility you may think I am being silly or pessimistic or whatever the word is. But hey sometimes you have to be silly or pessimistic at one point in your life to understand and also remind yourself that is just how life goes kan? (mencoba mencari pembenaran nih gw..heheheh). Well, whatever the thought that may come in your head after reading this my purpose is as simple as = being realistic.

Semua impian dan cita-cita ini masih bertahan dalam benak kita sampai kita melewati masa-masa SD, masa-masa adaptasi di SMP dan masa-masa menyenangkan tapi juga menyebalkan di SMA. Mungkin ada yang merubah cita-citanya dalam proses peralihan masa-masa sekolah itu daan semuanya menjadi lebih jelas ketika kita mulai melewati masa-masa kuliah. Tentunya masih ada yang mencoba bertahan untuk mempercayai kesempatan meraih impian itu semakin dekat (walaupun harus pake ‘menampar’ diri tiap malam untuk juga membuka mata sama realita sekitar, yaitu kompetisi dan juga harapan orang lain).

And there you go, the complication starts.

Either the competition, your own dreams or other’s expectations seem to overwhelm the whole process of ‘reaching your dreams’. Nevertheless, at some point you want to please all simply because YOU BELIEVE YOU CAN. Some of my closest people say that this is actually ‘my problem’ of trying to please everyone (and with all the sanity I have left, I admit that) and postponing my own dreams (while at the same time still believing I’ll get to it). Then, these closest people of mine started to tell me again that I am taking things to seriously, that I can not stand up on my own ground, that I should just stop and back off, that I am not up for the challenge…and more…(I bet you have also been into this situation when you are in doubts, all of sudden people around you start making speeches as if they’d know exactly what to do). But they forget something, I AM NOT THEM, and THEY ARE NOT ME. Then, you want to scream, want to break things, want to escape, – ways to feel ‘good’ and in peace with yourself. Then, hoping people give you space to ‘breath’ for yourself (especially if they can not bear hearing your stories or ‘gundah gulana’ any longer – please refer to them giving speeches). With all due respect, I thank the concerns and the ‘solutions’ they brought in…Ironically, adults forgot that life and choices are no longer ‘that simple 11 am break conversation during kinder garden’.

So now, you probably wonder…does this mean I am giving up my dreams in this confusing times. Well, I fully realized things ‘aint going to be easy and I am not going to pretend otherwise. But I’d be a mad girl if I give up now….However, I wish that I’ll make it through and believe that ‘simple’ thought because others may not (and in that case, I don’t force you to but just believe in me --- bingung kan lo? ☺)

-rie

THINK!

2007-09-05T06:31:00.000-07:00

Quoting one of my best friend…and I want YOU to think of the answer for yourself (because I did):

“sejauh apa elo bisa membatasi bahwa.. kita ini being to picky... or berhak mendapatkan that perfect person the way we expected him [or whoever that close to you] to be.."

xo
-rie
Ps: Thanks a lot fray, for the most deep - hit - you - right - on - the - face- question for the past 3 months! ;)

[TOO] GREAT EXPECTATIONS

2007-09-01T22:19:00.000-07:00

The title above seems to indicate that I’m referring to a movie back in 1998 – Great Expectations, starring (the kinda-still-famous) Gwyneth Paltrow and (the not-so-famous anymore) Ethan Hawke. Yes, I am referring to that movie, which basically is a story about a guy who fall in love with an ’unreachable’ woman (yep…ladies and gentlemen, that’s what we call great expectations! ☺). However, just because I am ‘inspired’ with the movie, I am not planning to write a review about it (since I couldn’t really remember much *putting my best honest look*).

If you guys don’t mind, please rewind the time to at least 10 years ago (this only applies to those who actually was a teen 10 years ago ;)). When we were young, most of us would have so many dreams and wants. And when we were young, some of us might found a way to get things that we want (or for some spoiled brats, they got it easily anyway). Picture this:

Lebaran, Christmas, and birthdays: if you want something, either you save your pocket money in your chicken bank (yes….Indonesian rarely keep a piggy bank ☺) and buy it yourself or you get it as a present (because you deliberately scream it out loud for people to know).

Then, we grew up..or should I say…the most-exciting-yet-traumatizing moment: being an adolescent. At this time, we [thought you] fell in love for the first time, had your first [so-called] relationship. And during these relationships, if we want something (let’s admit this), we still use the same formula – get it yourself or though not as loud as before, mention what you want (most of times just giving out hints). Let say, on your birthday you may want to get that Esprit shirt (bear with me, this is 10 years ago *wink*) or you want to get a call (first call) from your boyfriend (c’mon!just admit it!!). Actually, up until now I still don’t understand what’s the big deal of getting the first phone call from your boyfriend. Yes, I believe all of us simply puzzled by the idea. Some said because it means more special (???So in other words, if you don’t get the phone call, your b’day will not be special?), others said that it means those who give you ‘the first phone call’ (or whatever) really mean it and think of us as a special person. OK!I know I am getting even more confused (not to mention making you as confused as me).

As we reach our 20s (or mid 20s for me..hehehe), I can’t help but to wonder "Are we still using the same formula?". Expecting gifts, expecting first phone call (at this era, ‘first’ text message, email and Friendster testimonial also counts *wink*). Then, what happened if those expectations just slipped away? Mind your friends or best friends, but do you get really pissed off if your boyfriend was not the person who made the first phone call?

I know [once upon a time] I did. I also know some of you may have experienced the same (not trying to be the girl who knows all). When it happened, I couldn’t help to think that how could he forget my birthday? Then, it lead to other (yes…stupid) thoughts, like he did not make the effort and bla bla…Ironically, at the same time I felt that I was being completely childish. I began to think that my reaction was formed to what society and perhaps all these years habit of having ‘too great’ expectations? What happened to the fact that nobody is perfect? And that having ‘too great’ expectations mean that you put pressure to other people to be perfect for us. Or are we simply find it hard to actually grow up and pull away from all those ‘too great’ expectations? For the case of birthdays, maybe it’s time for us to make a new formula: let times roll without having ‘too great’ expectations and just let life pull its best surprises. Who knows…it will turn out even far better that your ‘old formula’ of ‘too great’ expectations (and if it doesn’t, have a good laugh until your belly hurts – and you add another memories to remember).

xo
-rie
[letting the times roll and surprise me..]

7 hours to ¼

2007-07-07T00:13:00.000-07:00

‘am trying to reflect
past the ¼
Reminiscing the good memories
And even the gloomy days

Can’t help to feel fulfilled
Can’t help to hold the tears
Of longing the old crowd
The old routines
Yet [still],
Being thankful
[of] Every second
Every breath
Every sweat

Have had
And always will
Be goofy
Be crazy and loud
Being in love and loved
Yet [sometimes],
Be hysterical and pessimistic
Be a selfish bitch
☺

Above all
This whole lot of ¼
Never make way for any regrets
Or surrender to a full stop....

Ps: Happy ¼ Birthday!!
*wink*

‘KATE MOSS-sssss’

2007-03-28T00:08:00.000-07:00

Scanning through Oxford dictionary:
[Kate Moss]
Not Found

Well it seems that I am looking through the wrong type of dictionary.Hehehe. I admit that it was quite stupid of me, thinking that I would find any definition of Kate Moss from an Oxford dictionary (just because she’s English…so I beg you pardon). Instead, I might try “Fashion Big Dictionary” a.k.a FASHION MAGAZINES (hei..for some people -especially fashion fetish, it is considered dictionary even as a bible too! So don’t “But” me!).

Scanning through Vogue, Cosmopolitan, Marie Claire, Cleo and some gossip tabloids :p (well, it is called research!)
[Kate Moss]
Pick subject headings:
Kate’s Fashion
Kate’s Lifestyle
Kate’s Love Life
Kate’s Diet Menu
Kate’s (latest) Topshop collection
Bla..
Bla…
Bla…

There you go, without even having to put too much effort, you would find plenty of ‘Kate Moss’ – from ‘fashion definition’ to the latest scandal for at least 2 pages on every magazines and tabloids. And to be honest I am not so surprised, since she has been in almost 300 magazines cover (and I do think she is not planning to stop yet).

Most people know Kate Moss as today’s hot fashion guru*slash*most wanted headlines*slash*stylist and sexiest mum*slash*rock and roll lifestyle (please bear the fact that this includes the not-so-exist- but-he-is-anyway - Pete Doherty). It seems like girls around the globe (I am just assuming, since I haven’t really meet those girls :p) worship and want to be just like Kate Moss. She started the whole-skinny jeans and ballet flats thing (which I don’t mind the ballet flats, they’re cute! but Omigod those skinny jeans are hard work!), then followed by leather jacket and ankle boots and many more…To make things even bizarre, most girls around the world gone crazy and copy her on the next morning! Now, with the fact that she will be designing a new collection for Topshop, I just can imagine how CRAZEY the opening edition would be (screaming girls “you biatch I saw it first!” –yeah I know, we girls can be extremely absurd). I read a newspaper article on this latest Kate Moss-Fashion-Conquer-Hit, the collection will be available on May 1st (not yet world wide though). But those who are dying to know can get a peek of the fashion range on UK Vogue April Edition (gila mau ngintip aja bisa sampe berasa mau mati…).

What makes her so interesting though? Is it because whatever she wears, it looks too damn GOOD? Is it because she was claimed to be the anti-supermodel icon in the 1990s (so long Cindy Crawford!)? Is it because of her way too cool attitude, even when the whole world busted her cocaine scandal, she still can do the I- ‘aint- nobody’s-shit-cat walking? I did mention that I am not surprised about her fame (i think she does have that great talent in making a fashion trend,though I still don’t get it why is she still sticking around with that Pete dude). I still wonder…why so many girls are becoming “Kate Moss-ssss” (a word I use to describe that there are too many Kate Moss around). I do think it is not only about her fashion taste or personality (although it begins to annoy me when people wear ankle boots and they even cant walk in it, damn they should get a walking stick instead!). I suppose people on every generation need to have an icon, someone to look up to (because some of us simply have no clue about what is a wardrobe-malfunction). For instance, Audrey Hepburn or Twiggy was a fashion icon (though nowadays people seem to go back to the old days for fashion reference…geez, talk about some identity crisis). Maybe some girls and women now are looking up to Kate Moss (or some want to be her twins instead :p).

Whatever the reason is, I could not care less. However, I think the term “don’t worry, just be yourself” in fashion department is almost fading away or simply full of shit (oh c’mon am I being too cynical?). Nope, just look around you…there are “Kate Moss-ssss” all over the place…which one are the “yourself” you? Let it be then, it is better looking at my mum’s not-so-fashionable- taste. It is too simple yet it kinda ease my eyes..(muach muach luv u Bu!)

Year 2025
Scanning through Oxford dictionary 80th edition
[Kate Moss]
Not Fou….oh wait…
FASHION [extreme] ICON

It could be possible..
☺
-rie

Friends Fureva?

2007-03-22T05:19:00.000-07:00

Apa sih yang mendefinisikan persabahatan?

Gue sendiri bingung kalau harus ngejabarin definisi dari persahabatan. Kalau dipikir-pikir pas kita masih kecil, ‘sahabatan’ atau ‘temenan’ adalah konsep yang simpel, malah cederung sangat sederhana. Kalau mau diinget-inget konsep ‘sahabatan’ bisa dimulai dari main permainan yang sama sampe janjian pake baju kembaran (I know now it sounds corny, but I am sure everybody have once experienced it). Kita suka main gundu, sahabat kita juga main gundu (waaaah gunduuuuu!!!!! :D), sahabat kita punya kaos inisial Superman, kita tergoda ikutan beli sampe soal curhat pacar baru (atau putus dari pacar ☺) bisa berjam-jam (dan bikin tagihan telpon bengkak seada-adanya). Beberapa hal tersebut (kayaknya) bisa menggambarkan sebuah persahabatan yang ideal – enggak lupa dengan berkoar-koar slogan “Friends Forever!”.

Tapi konsep ini berubah seiring dengan waktu yang juga ikut ngerubah orang. Tadinya gue yakin banget kalau gak ada yang bisa merubah ikatan persahabatan. Pacaran boleh berantakan, tapi persahabatan bakalan terus bertahan. Mau nangis darah karena putus sama pacar, ujian gagal total, skripsi gak kelar-kelar, ketahuan selingkuh, atau dipecat dari kerjaan – pasti sahabat bisa jadi ‘tempat pelarian’ yang bakalan siap sedia buat dengerin curahan dan luapan perasaan (yang bertubi-tubi dan kadang gak tau diri). Gue yakin banget sama konsep kalau persahabatan yang solid dan sejati gak bakalan bisa mati karena apapun. Kalaupun ada slack…still it can be solved…Ya… gak bisa mati karena apapun…

Semua pemikiran dan keteguhan itu mulai berubah pada saat gue sadar kalau persahabatan juga bisa ada diujung tebing – yang tinggal dicolek dan jatuh babak belur. Persahabatan bisa mati karena persahabatan itu sendiri (bingung kan loe?). Let me further explain (tanpa ada maksud sok tau atau mengguruin ya sodara-sodara ☺), pada saat kita yakin sama pola pertemanan dan persahabatan kita, biasanya kita udah ada dalam zona nyaman. Beberapa orang mungkin berpendapat kalau zona nyaman itu dah pualing top, karena hati dan pikiran juga udah dalam kondisi ternyaman sama keadaan yang bersangkutan. True? Not entirely…what some people may forget is that when they are within their comfort zone, they most likely justify whatever happens in their friendship – in short, in DENIALS. To add to the confusion (because I am pretty sure, I am getting people more confused here :D) sometimes we are so stuck within that comfort zone, we (pretend to) avoid things that might jeopardize our friendship. Agh no! first the sweet belief, then the comfort zone, then being in denials and now stuck in those (aha!welcome to the real world!).

So, having to read this so far you might:
1.Getting too confused and decided to stop reading,
2.Still confused but out of curiosity or full of pity, decided to hang on reading a little while,
3.F*@K IT! This is getting nowhere (yeah I know it is similar with number 1 but in a more aggressive way),
4.You sort of nodding and might be agreeing with me and continue reading,
5.You are agreeing and sick of me making this options….(LOL!)

And then, come the moment when you are tired of compromising, tired of being supportive, tired of avoiding problems, tired of living in ‘old friendship forever moments’, because you simply realized you are not being true all along. Gue bukan mau meragukan konsep “Friendship Forever”, tapi kadang kita jadi lupa ama “diri kita sendiri” dan lebih mau jadi “orang yang bisa bikin persahabatan ini sempurna dan terus sempurna”. Well, I hate to break it down to you (again probably in the most typical way) NOBODY’S PERFECT!

Kenapa sih kok gue terkesan terlalu sinis sama pola persahabatan? Sebenernya, semua terjadi kayak alarm bangun pagi buat gue. Suatu hari (dikala kita duduk ditepi pantai.STOP!jayus!) gue baca artikel tentang tanda-tanda bahaya yang nunjukkin kalo persahabatn lo mulai BASI. Ada beberapa tanda, tapi gue gak perlu sampe baca ke tanda nomer dua, gue langsung tahu persahabatan gue emang udah basi..Kok bisa baru sadar? karena ya itu tadi., gue terlalu lama stuck dalam comfort zone jadi kerjanya nyangkal terus. Apakah tanda bahaya yang gue baca itu? Baca baik-baik siapa tahu lo juga lagi ngalamin ini: “Your friendship is in danger when all you do is just reminiscing back to the old GLORY days.” Gak ada pembahasan soal situasi sekarang, gak ada argumen, gak ada curhat soal percintaan, gak ada obrolan soal ketakutan…semuaaaanya cuma mengenang2 masa ‘kejayaan’ persahabatan lo. Pas gue pikir-pikir, bener juga ya…berarti sahabat gue juga mungkin stuck dalam comfort zone yang sama dan juga gak nyadar. Time to re-evaluate!

It was definitely a wake up call, though at first I tried to deny it but now I am learning to accept it. Emang sih kalau mau memperbaiki semuanya berarti harus mulai lagi dari awal (walo tanpa main gundu bareng ya)…pasti susah (mana udah terlanjur basi pula)..karena kalau gampang…ya ngapain juga gue nulis ini..hahahahahahha. Basi ya basi deh, sahabat lo gak mau ikutan ‘benerin persahabatan ini’ ya sabar (kecuali kalo bener2 dah ngelunjak ya…lets have a cat fight instead!kidding). Tapi namanya usaha kan gak boleh berhenti di langkah pertama, karena menurut gue yang ngejadiin hal sempurna itu, because there has been a bumpy ride. Nonetheless, if you don’t wanna fix it then live with it!You don’t wanna live with it…then its YOUR BAD!!!-not mine…☺

GOOD LUCK!
-I believe when there is “Forever” there is always process, not “Forever.Full Stop” – dream on!

FINDING A SOUL-MATE?

2006-12-05T06:18:00.000-08:00

I know...i know...by the time you read the title, you must have been thinking "Geez...that's new." - of course in the most cynical way. Or perhaps you might say "This writing is surely going to be corny." But, hey...i am not going to reject whatever you think about this title (or the whole writing at the end..:).

As corny as the title could be, i have to say i could not even believe i am writing about it right now. But then i told my self there would be no harm trying to write about it (hahaha..hopefully!).

I believe most people at a certain stage in their life get fed up about the whole-finding-a-soul-mate concept. Some of us have been told at early age that there is a soul mate for each one of us. I actually believed that sacred concept, especially when you were at tender (not to mention foolish) age of 15ish-when things were seemed to be simple back then :). Plus...some people have told me or in the most correct way 'brainwashed' me with the thought of: "Finding your soul mate is about someone that can complete you.", in which for a foolish age (no not naive but foolish..if i may say again..hahahah)that would mean finding a perfect-kind-of-soul-mate.

Ironically, as we get older this concept has not been simple after all. We messed up and even fucked up (oops!) during the whole 'finding' process. We (or i shall say me :), eventually realized that finding the perfect-soul-mate is not like having a luck to bump onto one right around the corner. It definitely involves a lot of hard works, and just to be precised, these hard works include:
1.For love relationship:heart broken, messed up Saturday nights and even desperado lonely nights out - where you tried to get drunk but not drunk enough :).
2. For friendship: a hell of stupid awkwardness!not to forget a significant decrease of loyalty and trust.

Some of us might thought that finding a perfect-soul-mate that will complete you is about finding someone that shares similarity with ourselves. Enjoy the same lifestyle, support the same political parties (yeah right!as if!), collect similar CDs and DVDs and more. That perfect-soul-mate is someone that reflects you as perfect as the mirror reflects yourself. And then, this whole similarity would come down to... same (irreplaceable) ego. Then, you would face yourself in the mirror and wonder "How can the perfect-soul-mate end up to be the perfect headache?".

I, once, met someone that reflects "me" so close i couldn't hardly believe. It's like having a mirror everywhere you are, it's like meeting your lost twins...and that was the scary bit. Finding your lost twins could be really tricky; you're happy because you finally found the perfect match or you're simply get more lost because you may not really share anything, especially if the ego has taken place and things could go horribly wrong and weird - imagine what kind of nightmare in having two-complicated you!.

Now, I begin to wonder whether this finding-a perfect-soul-mate has become more complicated compared to our parents' time? Could the concept has quietly evolved to being more "finding-your-missing-match?". Because as I think of it, having a-not-so- perfect and a-not-so-similar 'soul-mate' would not do much harm. So by the time we look at the mirror, instead of one person, there would be two people that fit just fine...and we can actually share those different kind of DVDs and debate our different choices of political parties :D.

One more thing, you shouldn't be worried about not finding your 'soul-mate' yet...if anyone (annoyingly) ask you "Have you find your soul-mate?", optional answers:
a. "Look, i am having a ball in finding them..so why rush?"
b. "Funny you mentioned it...but hey,who knows they will come around in ten minutes! (LOL)"
:)
-rie

..............

2006-11-17T06:09:00.000-08:00

01.10am
what's up?
Cant sleep
though want to lay down and dream
badly
what to do?
only observing the clock clicking
through distance and times
through new routines
new roads
new paths
will everything be the same
unanswered or simply 'no one knows the answer' kind of question

have i not be good?
have i not be thankful?
have i been forgetful?

Missing piece
missing hearts
missing you
wishing you
longing home

when things are beyond my reach
beyond my control

01.12am
what's up?
.............

-rie

The Bright Side of Sorrow?

2006-11-17T05:35:00.000-08:00

Iya..iya..gue tahu gue dah kelaman gak update blog gue..pasti pada mikir kalo alesan gue "MALES"..but nope..not this time...

Something had happened..something that changed things i never imagine before... One of my cousins had a car accident..kejadiannya tanggal 30 October 2006 jam empat sore, sepupu gue mau dianter pulang sama temennya...tinggal beberapa meter nyampe rumah, a four wheel drive car hit the car.Her condition was so bad, that they needed to put her into coma. Pas gue denger beritanya gue gak percaya....gue gak MAU percaya...apalgi malem sebelumnya gue masih telpon2an sama dia. i lost my strength, i couldnt stand on my feet...ketakutan yang luar biasa kayak gerogotin badan gue, hati gue gak bisa nahan ledakan emosi yg juga gerogotin isi kepala gue. Semua rasa itu semakin hebat pas sempet ada yg ngabarin kalo sepupu gue gak bisa diselamatin...which turned out the news was wrong caused by misunderstanding. Semua rasa itu harus gue kontrol pas gue harus nenangin ibu dan adik2nya yang shock banget sama berita itu. My cousin got multiple injuries that require her to undergo several surgeries to save her life.Setiap detik dari operasi2 itu kayak nyayat urat nadi dan ngetes kesabaran gue.

Sekarang sepupu gue masih dirumah sakit setelah ngejalanin tiga operasi yang cukup serius.Keadaan dia membaik, perkembangannya berjalan baik sedikit demi sedikit..dia udah sadar, udah bisa komunikasi..she still has a long way to recover fully..tapi gue selalu berdoa dan ngedukukung dia...because i believe God has his own plan.Pas gue lagi nulis ini gue juga lagi ngeliatin Friendster account dia atas permitaan sepupu gue sendiri...

Gue terharu banget ngebaca testimonial and messages from her friends, wishing her well, nyemangatin dia biar cepet sembuh. So many people showed their concerns, love and attention,Yang gue yakin bisa nambahin semangat sepupu gue buat cepet sembuh.

Kadang gue gak percaya kalo ada kejadian kayak gini, makin gak percaya because she just turned 17 a couple of weeks before the accident happened.Tapi gue gak bisa gak percaya, karena kehidupan gue 2 minggu terakhir ini berhubungan dengan rumah sakit. Bokap Nyokap gue bilang ini cobaan buat keluarga besar gue...kejadian ini nyoba ingetin kita kalo things can happen beyond our control, beyond our expectation. Mau siap gak siap, enak gak enak, we eventually have to face it, deal with it...

Kejadian ini ngebuka mata gue, kalau rencana bisa berubah ditengah jalan...and seriously im learning a lot from it.Kalo kita bisa belajar dari kebahagian..gue percaya kesedihan pun punya sisi positif. naif ato klise ya kedengerannya? mungkin....tapi kdang lebih baik kedengeran klise daripada enggak sama sekali...because u only understand if uve experienced it.

Get well soon Yas...i know u'll be fine...
Love
-rie

Do You Smell Toilet?

2006-09-12T04:09:00.000-07:00

Kalo orang baca tulisan gue kali ini..antara komen "ih males amat", "ih gak jelas" atau "ih jorok" or whatever it is, jatoh2nya enggak bakalan bagus deh komen yg keluar pertama kali..

And i am not even gonna deny it...karena emang itu juga jadi pikiran gue pertama kali,

Cerita ini berawal udah agak lama..sekitar sebulan yg lalu. Gue dalam perjalanan pulang..mmm..dari kampus atau dari mana ya lupa...Anyway, i took the train home just like usual...dan gue duduk dengan manisnya dideket jendela..supaya berasa kayak di video klip gitu...cewek manis sendiri ngelamun menghadap jendela (antara manis or simply a loser..hehehehehhe). Pas kereta berhenti di Melbourne Central, ada kakek2 yang udah tua (ya iyalah!), pakaiannya lusuh, kotor dan jalan tertatih2..Si kakek ini duduk pas didepan gue..berhadap2an...PAS....*batin gue:kenapa harus kakek2 sih?!?!?!?*. Kereta mulai jalan lagi...enggak lama...lamunan gue mulai terusik...jadi agak enggak konsen...jadi resah....karena....gue mencium bau yang aneh...yang ENGGAK LAZIM!!

Gue sempet belagak "ah perasaan doang..paling bentar lagi ilang", tapi ternyata "TIDAK SODARA SODARA!!!!"..bau aneh itu tambah sreeeeeeeeng....menyengat parah....parah banget sampe gue harus nahan napas selama 45 detik..buangnapas, tahan...buang...tahan...panik..nyari tissue...tapi sial tissuenya gak ada scentnya *dalam keadaan kayak gini gue nyesel kalo sok organik!*.

Kereta berhenti lagi, kali ini ada ibu2 yg duduk sebelah gue...cukup ramah karena dari awal senyum terus...Tapi as the train went on...the lady's smile faded away...mukanya jadi menciut...duduknya gak tenang...Dan gue pun menduga kalu dia mencium bau yang tidak lazim....Yes! jadi gue gak berhalusinasi..*mana ada orang halusinasi bau aneh2*.

Tanpa saling kenal tanpa saling bicara..gue ama si ibu2 ini kayak punya kontak batin kalo bau itu berasal dari si kakek2 depan kita berdua...tapi enggak tau kenapa gue sebenernya bisa aja pindah tempat duduk...tapi sampe sekarang gue mikir apa segitu 'magis'nya sampe bau itu pun 'maksa' gue buat stay on my seat...

Sampe akhirnya...si ibu2 cant hold it no more..

Ibu2: *sambil niup hidungnya dan berekspresi "GILA BAU BGT"*
Gue: *idem*
Ibu2: "Do you smell toilet?"
-keheningan bubar jalan-
Gue: *melongo sejelek-jeleknya, ga percaya dia baru aja ngomong itu dengan lantang*
Ibu2: "I think its from that man" *dengan mata menunjuk*
Gue: *dalam hati: IYA!IYA!* " maybe mam*>>suara pelan dampak dari hidung yg tertutup rapat sama tissue

Kakek : *ngeliatin intense!*

Walalupun, pertanyaan itu agak memalukan buat didengar orang lain tapi gue lega...karena itu juga berarti jawaban dari 'kesengsaraan 20 menit', enggak lama setelah pertanyaan itu was my stop and i definetely raced home.....hehehehehe...

Sambil jalan ke rumah..gue mikir...Si ibu2 ini gokil juga...punya nyali buat 'mengungkapkan' pendapatnya...dan sangat jitu, karena bau enggak lazim itu did smell like toilet!!

-rie

11 Bulan kemudian....

2006-09-11T07:44:00.000-07:00

Well..well...

This is definetely crazzzzey....:)

Terakhir gue nulis di blog ini tanggal 17 Oktober taun 2005...dan sekarang dah tanggal 11 september 2006....males sih males...tapi ini sih kelewatan *menurut gue*...

"Ikrar" awal mau rajin nulis juga gak terlaksana *memalukan kau!memalukan*. padahal kan sebuah ikrar itu bearti janji mati 8iya gak sih???kok gue jadi serem sendiri*.Setelah 11 bulan kemudian terlewati...banyak banget kisah-kisah *alagh* yang harusnya gue tulis buat ngingetin gue "how bizzare my life is". Tapi ya itu...malesnya gak ketulungan.....sampe gue minta tulung pun masih gak terbantu...heheheh...

Tapi ternyata..bantuan itu datang juga setelah gue ngebaca blog salah satu teman baik gue...*thanks do!*. gue baca....gue baca...gue baca....teresapi...termaknai....akhirnya terasa KEINGINAN membara buat nge-aktifin blog gue lagi *termasuk lupa account, pasword dan all the hassle*.

11 bulan kemudian....'kecupuan' cerita akan kembali dimulai *keeping my fingers crossed*

ps: Beware of the unexpected stories!!!!hiahahahahahahaha!!!!

SO MUCH FOR A WORD…

2005-10-17T23:35:00.000-07:00

I just don’t get it why people can be so harsh with their words and not realizing it. Some words are meant to be said, some are judgmental, some are cynical, and some are just rubbish! What confuses me the most, is to know that there are people who claim themselves to be people with democratic rules, but just can’t have the brain and heart to know what can be said and what can not.

Words are said to be heard, to get feedback or simply just to be ignored. And in my case, I listen and respond to them - well as normal people would do, right? (or am I beyond the level of normal perception?).

Then, one day a friend of mine came up and said that I should stop my words and it’s better for me to keep silence. In other words, as a best friend I just have to listen. Personally nothing wrong with being a good listener but you also gotta have words..or else you are not a best friend, you just simply a dummy (or maybe I am just a dummy for some people :). But then, I realize that this friend of mine also said too much in such a short time, judging other for being self centered and at the same time having so much for a word just to hurt other people’s feelings (call that pathetic!).

Now, after isolating my self from words :), I am beginning to realize that some people just saying so much with less meaning (=rubbish..sorry :)). And I just simply don’t care about those who not appreciate others words.

Been there, Done that? :)
-rie

YOU THINK YOU KNOW A PERSON

2005-08-11T22:46:00.000-07:00

Today’s catatan mumi(mulamungil): my cousin Atu’s 14th bday. Work is fun. Others? Sucks.

Hehehe…here I am again, sitting nicely in front of my computer and still in my lovely crowded full of decoration cubicle. While others are on their way home, though i’m not planning to stay longer in the office..apalagi nginep…hehe..but something has forced me, my brain and my soul (cieeh..) to write on my blog today.

Kemarin, gue kumpul dan makan malem bareng temen-temen deket gue. It was fun, secara susah banget ketemuan dan bisa ngumpul bareng. Entah ada yang emang sibuk, sok sibuk sampe yang susah dicari – ngilang enggak tau kemana. We had such a good chat..sampe memutuskan buat bikin arisan. Kalau soal duit pasti langsung cepet nyambung deh otak semua orang :).

Gue sempet kepikiran, sometimes we claim that we know all the people connected to us, we are so sure that we know them better than anybody else. We are assured that nothing can be hidden from us…but then as time goes by, people changed, everything is changed from feelings to physical appearance.
Some is good, some is not.
Sometime we like the changes; sometime we just hate it…

Those changes also take part in changing ourselves, our way to understand, our way in seeing things…like I said before things changed so quickly.. without us realizing, without us noticing. To be honest, I am the type of person who has to adapt on changes and it takes some time. However, lately, I am learning to show people that I can accept changes in a positive way (although, it’s still hard, but I am trying damn hard). It just hurt when you feel like left behind those changes. You think you know a person, but you don’t. The world still keeps on turning and you can’t expect people to be exactly the same like the first time you met them. Karena seberapa kecil perubahan itu…orang dan segala sesuatu pasti berubah. Sekarang, tinggal gimana caranya ngadepin semua peurbahan itu…

Pilihannya:
Ikut berubah, atau
tetap sama dan coba nerima perubahan

it is our own call..
-rie
written on 11th/8/2005

KATA PAK TAKSI…

2005-08-09T23:41:00.000-07:00

Percaya atau enggak, gue udah ngalamin semua pengalaman yang berhubungan sama kendaraaan umum bernama TAKSI.

Mulai dari supir yang nyetir gila-gilaan, tempat duduk yang basah kuyub dan elo enggak bisa duduk ataupun rebahan (ya iyalah!), harus ‘bertahan’ dengan keberadaan satu keluarga besar kecoa (bapak, ibi, anak, tante, om, aki, nini…pokoknya komplit) yang enggak tahu adapt mulai nempel2 kaki sampe tangan gue. Juga pas ketiban sial dapet taksi yang supirnya agak psyco tiba-tiba ngirain gue Desi Ratanasari dan ngajakin ngobrol soal sinetron terbaru abis itu berhenti dipinggir jalan dengan alesan turun borok! Can u actually believe that! (I don’t even think I look like Desi Ratnasari…mungkin lebih mirih Jennifer Love Hewitt J..). Alhasil, gue udah imun ngadepin ‘keanehan’ yang terjadi di dalam taksi dan sekarang hanay percaya sama satu merk taksi.

Nah, yang terakhir adalah gue naik taksi setelah ngedropin mobil kebengkel dan mau ke rumah tante gue di bilangan Cempaka Putih (alaaaaaah..bahasanya). Ada satu taksi lewat dan langsung gue stop, sambl ngecek ‘kelengkapan’ fisik taksi gue langsung bilang ke supirnya tujuan gue kemana. Seperti yang diketahui ada berbagi macam tipe supir taksi, tapi ada dua tipe dasar supir taksi 1. Adem Ayem Cuwek Beybeh dan 2. Suka dan mencintai interaksi komunikatif bersama penumpang alias they just cant stop talking :).
Awalnya, si supir cuma bermodalkan senyum ramah nanya ngapain ke cempaka putih dan emang dasarnya gue orang yang baik budi, gue pun menjawab,

Gue: ke rumah tante, pak.
Pak Taksi : darimana mba tadi?
Gue: oh..ngedropin mobil bokap ke bengkel.
Pak Taksi : rusak mobilnya?
Gue : (sambil nyari buku yang baru gue beli)..mmm..servis biasa aja pak.
Pak Taksi : kuliah mba?
Gue : (mulai ngerasa kayak interview lowongan kerja), udah lulus pak alhamdulillah.
Pak Taksi : wah hebat doong..udah kerja mba?
Gue : (bertanya dalam hati masih harus ramah nih?) udah, baru koq.
Pak Taksi : dimana mba?
Gue : di radio pak
Pak Taksi : wah keren doong..
Gue : (senyum dan ngasih tanda mau baca buku)

*perjalanan terasa teramat panjang..padahal cuma dari tebet ke cempaka putih di hari Sabtu pagi!*

Pak Taksi tersebut mulai cerita tentang dirinya sendiri..perjalanan hidupnya tepatnya. Kalau dia baru aja dateng ke Indonesia setelah lama tinggal di Filipina dan nyambung-nyambung ke niatnya bikin bisinis perusahaan taksi baru. Makanya dia riset dan observasi lapangan dengan jadi supir taksi (niat yang tangguh). Tapi, lama kelamaan, it really gets to my nerve..coz he kept on talking ngalor ngidul enggak jelas…I was starting to get really annoyed..
Pak Taksi : seharusnya semua orang Indonesia itu semangatnya kayak orang-orang di Filipina..
Gue : (bingung koq engak ada angin enggak ada hujan dia ngoceh kayak gini)

Pak Taksi : Iya khan mba, orang Indonesia tu cuma bisa boong, korupsi dan pemalas, Enggak tau rasanya berjuang buat keinginannya.
Gue : Ah enggak semua gitulah pak.
Pak Taksi : Berarti mba enggak tahu banyak
Gue : (lha lantas menurut loe..loe tahu banyak? Emang loe ikut perang jaman penjajahan dulu? Emang loe ikutan demo mahasiswa?) Masih ada koq pak, yang punya semangat survive.

Tapi terus gue sadar…enggak ngaruh juga gue ngomong..karena di teteup keukeuh gila..Sampe akhirnya nyampe dirumah tante gue dan gue liat argo nunjukkin Rp 21.120,-. Gue masuk mau nuker duit karena enggak ada duit pas, dan nitipin ke orang rumah buat ngasih Rp 22.000,- ke si Pak taksi. Sementara gue ngacir ke toilet setelah nahan buang air kecil *sopannya bahasanya*. Eh, pas keluar toilet gue kirain taksinnya udah cabut.
Asisten rumah tangga : Mba..katanya duitnya kurang..
Gue : hah?kan aku tadi kasih 22 ribu..argonya 21 ribu 120..kurang berapa lagi…
ART : kurang 1.300
Gue : (melongo jengkel!) hah!

Kata Pak Taksi orang Indonesia pemalas, tukang boong dan korup..lha kalau kata gue Pak Taksi tadi tukang palak!
Eniwei..fine with me..jengkel bentar, abis itu mikir..gila..this is another experience in the world of taxi driven.

-rie

FANTASTIC FOUR!

2005-07-19T04:07:00.000-07:00

Masih ada hubungannya sama nonton film terbaru di bisoskop 21 “Fantastic Four”. And for the rest of the day, film ini jadi menggambarkan apa yang gue laluin selama satu hari, Minggu kemarin (17/07).

Fantastic Four Indeed!

1.Siaran pagi buta (eh..jam enam ding.red), setelah semalam harus berjuang melawan hujan deras dan kemacetan Jakarta nan Jahanam. Bayangkan saja! (duh ngebayanginnya aja males) yang biasanya cuma 15 menit nyampe rumah tanteku didaerah cempaka putih…semalem sepupu gue harus bertapa dalam mobil selam 3 jam saja! Eniwei, siaran went just fine, topik gue direspon cukup baik dan sms yang masuk seru-seru semua…(how I love this job!)…trus ke bengkel….piece of cake...done it really well….(apaan seh!)

2. Trus pulang kerumah…nunggu dijemput sahabat gue yang bakalan tes toefl bareng dan mau ngajakin lunch di Setyabudhi…(gaya banget ya gue :). Akhirnya sahabatku datang, kami pun melesat pergi. Sampe di Setyabudhi ternyata sahabat2 gue yang lain juga berencana berkumpul mau ngasih kejutan kado ulang tahun (AGH!SO SWEET!). Gue terharu sejadi-jadinya…(hehehehe)…got a brand new shoes..the ones ive always wanted…Makan siangpun terasa sangat menyenangkan…

3. TES TOEFL di Menara Emperium. Buset deh…ive been trying the similar test for twice but this one is really boring…secara gue ngantuk dan gak banyak persiapan…setiap detik berjalan serasa menertawakan seisi ruangan yang duduk anteng dan serius . Walhasil (bahas apaan nih?!?!?red), di bagian terakhir listening test gue dan sahabat gue (tanpa janjian atau apapun) ketiduran!!!Hahahahah!!! Fantastic!!!! Enggak lama sih cuma tidur ‘kepeleset’ yang 2 menitan gitu…hehehehehe….

4. Selesai TOEFL, kami kembali menuju Setyabudhi karena dah janjian mau nonton Fantastic Four. Beli dan nalangin tiket dulu karena rombongan yang lain belom dateng dan ngopi sambil nungguin jam filmnya. Dan pada saat inilah gue mengetahui sebuah cerita yang mana sahabat2 gue yang lain udah tahu keclali gue doang. Sahabat atau orang yang ‘mengklaim’ kenal gue lama telah menjalin cinta kembali dengan seseorang. Not a big deal actually…im happy for him..tapi yang bikin kejadian terakhir ini fantastic adalah cara dia menutupi dan coba berbohong! Fantastic kan?! (So much for a bestfriend!).

Inilah yang membuat hari minggu kemarin pantas disebut Fantastic Four…coz its all mixed into one..tapi bukan untuk menyelamatkan dunia..tapi Cuma jadi bagian dari satu hari lagi dalam bulan ini yang penuh dengan kejutan…Pada akhirnya gue memutuskan untuk enggak ambil pusing sama kejadian nomor empat (walau air mata sempat lewat)…its his life, its his choice, responsible and its none of my f*&#in’ business… :)

Life is indeed full of fantastic surprises!!
-rie

HEPI B’DAY TO ME?

2005-07-12T04:03:00.000-07:00

That’s rite! All the people in the house say “HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!”…hehehehe…

No need to mention how old I am today…but I’m proud with the number (honestly!)…though sometimes it freaks me out and cant believe my self that I actually get to this number…hehe..Alhamdulillah…Tuhan masih ngasih kesempatan gue buat ngalamin another birthday…berarti gue harus lebih baik dari hari kemarin dan belajar lebih banyak lagi…(cieeeeh…red).

I’m blessed with what God has given me until now…
I’m blessed with such a wonderful and lovely family
I’m blessed that I’m surrounded with caring people (which I care most also..)
I’m blessed to have another birthday with them
I’m blessed that today is my birthday :)

Its not a very special day, but yet its not so ordinary day (bingung enggak loe? :)red). More or less I’m still the same person I used to be…but I hope I can be wiser (older for sure u mean?….hahahaha). I’m still surrounded by people who I care dearly and they mean a whole world to me….

It’s another birthday..another aging day..another day to prove yourself to be abetter person….(gaya banget ya gue…red). One thing for sure I’m gonna share this happy feeling to all of you….by saying “HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!”-hehehe…aksi memaksa…teuteup…

Happy b’day to me then?
:)

-rie

UNCONDITIONAL LOVE

2005-07-07T18:54:00.000-07:00

Mmmm…is there such a thing?....Cinta yang enggak ngarepin apapun in return…Cuma minta dicintai kembali. Am I being naïf? Karena gue sempet berpikir Unconditional Love itu ada, sampe gue diledekin sama temen-temen gue kalo gue kebanyakan nonton film….
Trus…
Kadang, gue mikir apa enggak mungkin jaman sekarang orang masih percaya sama konsep Uncoditional Love. Pure Love. Cinta Sejati...apapun itu sebutannya….Gue mikir karena jaman makin ‘menggila’ dan orang juga tambah edan..sampe dibilangin kalau kiamat udah makin deket..apa iya orang-orang diluar sana enggak itung-itungan..bahkan dalam soal percintaan (bahasanya mana kuat deh..red). Masa’ sih ada cinta yang bener-bener tulus tanpa mikirin hal-hal kayak “dia setia enggak ya sama gue?”, “dia boongin gue ya?’, “apa gue cek aja rumahnya?”, “gue mau nuntut keseriusan dia?” ….pokoknya hal-hal yang malah bikin parno dan juga kadang-kadang enggak jelas maksudnya.

Emang sih, biasanya hal-hal kayak gitu naturally nyamperin pikiran kita walaupun kita udah usaha banget buat ngebatasin itu semua. Sampe akhirnya, ada satu kejadian yang bikin gue mikir lagi (hehehe..kebanyakan mikir nih…J).
One of my friends, actually showed me apapun yang terjadi sama percintaannya, dia akan selalu mencintai pasangannya dalam kondisi apapun (atau tanpa kondisi apapun?) – jadi bingung gue.

No matter how hard it is, no matter how hurt it feels, no matter how screwed up life is..pokoknya dia akan selalu percaya kalau cinta yang enggak
mengkondisikan apapun will end up good…Walaupun pada saat cinta itu sendiri enggak berpihak padanya, dia akan selalu percaya.

Geez…such a good hearted person…

Sekarang, gue bisa bilang…there is such a thing called Unconditional Love, tapi enggak ada disetiap orang…karena yang percaya sama hal ini cuma orang-orang
yang punya faith in life and in love….

Nah, sekarang do you have the faith?

-rie

HELLO AGAIN….

2005-07-07T18:51:00.000-07:00

Halo! It’s me again…and I’m back…nulis lagi di blog yang udah sempet ‘ditelantarin’ selama 1 bulan lebih. Alesannya?? Mungkin enggak percaya kalo gue bilang gue sibuk banget akhir-akhir ini…tapi ya emang gue sibuk…
Dan…
Ada satu alesan lagi…yaitu:
Males. Males gue kumat sejadi-jadinya. Gak ada kompromi. Pokoknya males.
Padahal banyak banget (and I mean A LOT) kejadian yang terjadi selama 1 bulan terakhir. Dari yang konyol, bodoh, nyenengin sampe bikin mangkel (=kesel.red..sok-sok bahasajawa nih J ). Herannya…kenapa ya enggak tergerak sedikitpun hati, pikiran, tangan dan kesadaran gue buat nulis itu semua..sekarang kan jadinya cuma bisa bilang “yah…kenapa enggak gue tulis ya…” alias nyesel (berat!).

Klise emang kalau bilang penyesalan selalu dateng belakangan. Tapi nasi udah jadi bubur..dan gue lagi pengen banget makan bubur Ayam Enggal di Lembang, Bandung..enak deh…(?!?!?!). Well, anyway…I do regret it but im gonna pay it off…
Caranya?
Dengan mulai lagi, memantapkan hati, mata, telinga, otak dan tangan untuk rajin nulis…yah paling enggak sebulan nulis 4x…hehehehe..itu itungannya rajin apa enggak…? J

Jadi, sekarang gue mau menyapa kamu yang mungkin baca blog gue, my parents, my sisters, my bubu, my bestfriends, my friends…(emangnya pada baca ye???Geer loe!!!). Gue juga mau menyapa waktu – yang makin hari running just too fast and I wish I could stop it just for 5 seconds and let myself say...”Waktu…maap ya..tapi u r ticking too fast…” hehehehe…enggak mungkin ya? Well, though time is running so damn fast…its up to me to keep up even faster….cieeeeeeeeeh!!!!!!!!!!!!

:)
-rie

MORNING TO EVENING CUBICLE (06/05/05)

2005-05-10T22:56:00.000-07:00

[ini sudah ditulis dari 5 hari yang lalu...]

Kayaknya ngerasain bt seharian gak cukup buat gue...[pitty me here..pleaseeee.]
BTnya dilengkapin jadi 6 hari berturut-turut [sambil meminjam slogan Austin Power:Yeah Baby!!].
Gue mencoba berfikir 6 hari kebetean ini hanya sekedar untuk 'mewarnai' minggu gue kali ini. Agak susah sih menjadikannya postive outcome..
Especially knowing the fact that your stuck in your 'quite' cornered cubicle from the morning till the evening.

And then it makes me thinking
it gets me wondering
it takes me imagining
how if...

How if in one day you are really stuck in your cubicle and cant step out off it.
How if nobody is around or even if there's one near by cant see you in your cubicle. Morning to evening.
How if [whether u like it or not], to make it more ourageous...you cant do anything in your cubicle.
Your whole world is stuck in one place but you are forced to stick around with [almost] nothing to do.
How if everthing turns to black and white
How if...
How if..there no more 'if'...
For me, it would be definetely a NIGHTMARE!

Thanks GOD, though i despise my cubicle this week [especially my computer...DAMN IT...Why does it have to be so stuborn!]...
At least i am not alone
from morning to evening
-rie

DEAD CONNECTION

2005-05-04T04:55:00.000-07:00

DAMN IT!
[excuse the languange and the rest of this writing]
FOR 2 DAYS IN A ROW
BAD
WORST
DEAD CONNECTION

TECHNOLOGY SUPPOSED TO BE HELPFULL, RIGHT?
NOPE, NOT FOR THE LAST 2 DAYS
WHEN YOU NEED THEM THE MOST

DAMN IT!
ARRRRGHHH!
IT'S DEADLY
SERIOUSLY
BOTHERING

WHEN YOU STUCK IN YOUR CUBICLE
AND
THE COMPUTER [is]
'IN LOVE' WITH DEAD CONNECTION

[S.O.S!!!]
-rie

SING A LONG SONG

2005-05-04T04:42:00.000-07:00

Gathered together
In the middle of the unknown crowd
up on stage
with pink blush
and not so important standing appearance

Numb
Clueless
But our parents were happy
agh..what the hell!!
this is the least thing we could do
to make them stay happy
tonight

curly came foward, start singing
such a beautiful song
such a beautiful voice
while the rest two
the geek and the chubby
[more fascination and more confused on what to do]
began to sing a long

unbelievaby [but please do believe]
once it was beautiful
came the most annoying sound of all
but we were still hanging on
sing a long song
for our most lovely parents

not bothering what the crowd think
[though they applaused]
the song finally end
[fuih]
our parents face were remain happy
no matter how bad we sing
[except for curly]
glad, we sing a long song
for our parents

[love you always mom & dad!]
-rie

FRESH FROM THE OVEN!

2005-04-27T06:01:00.000-07:00

Barang baru, film baru, pacar baru, temen baru, kerjaan baru, lingkungan baru dan pastinya a whole new experience.

Is it a big deal?
Tergantung orangnya. Apakah dia tipe yang sebodo amat dan emang ‘haus’ akan semua hal yang baru [jadinya bawaannya santaaaaaai banget]. Tapi ada juga yang ‘rusuh dan ribet’ sendiri khawatir sama apa yang harusnya dia lakukan pertama kali [gak tercekuali gue].

But I am a lil bit of both [wah plin plan nih]. Beneran! Gue suka banget sama hal-hal yang baru, knowing that I will get a new experience [saelah!]. Tapi, gue juga suka ‘bersorak-sorak’ sendiri [ribet maksudnya] waktu dihadapkan sama hal-hal baru itu.

Jadi inget waktu kuliah dulu [wah…ketauan umurnya nih], angkatan gue harus bikin seminar tentang tren film indie dan dengan tidak sukarela [voting yang tidak adil, tidak menggubris gue, dan yah…akhirnya] jadi wakil ketua koordinator. Seneng karena dipercaya, tapi gak kalah ribet mikir “Eh..mulai darimana ya?”. Harap maklum angkatan gue adalah angkatan pertama yang disuruh bikin seminar untuk umum, jadi masih belum berpengalaman [bangga +sombong.red].

Dan……

Semuanya emang gak gampang, dari perencanaan, bikin proposal, nyari sponsor, follow up sama calon sponsor [yang emang selalu banyak delaynya…] dan hari H-nya. Semua persiapan itu bikin mood panitia naik turun, rambut keriting bundet dan muka yang gak enak dilihat. Tapi, alhamdulillah semua bisa dilaluin berkat kerjasama yang solid [namanya juga sama-sama susah bo!]. Selain jadi wakil ketua [yang ternyata posisi sekertaris dan notulensi lebih njelimet…hai Maya..], gue juga jadi MC di Hari-H [kalau yang ini menwarkan diri..mau jadi banci tampil]. Gak taunya…

[sadly.unfortunately]

On the D-day. There’s no voice. Silence….Damn.
Gak bisa ngomong, gak ada suara yang keluar…
[pitty me…pleaseeeeeeee]
Semua rasa excited, rasa ribet, jadi rasa sebel.

Setelah gagal memaksakan diri dan suara untuk keluar dan penonton tertawa [antara kasian dan melihat kekonyolan]. MC dadakanpun ditunjuk. Thanks to God, everything went well. The whole seminar. Alhamdulillah.

Like food fresh from the oven…baru, panas tapi enak. Semua yang baru pasti bisa bikin kita ‘panas’ karena excitementnya dan juga ribetnya. Tapi, rasanya legaaaa dan top banget kalau semua berjalan sesuai rencana.

[miss those fussy college days. miss you guys. miss the canteen. miss Rojikin…hehehehe]
-rie

CHERIO!!!!

2005-04-21T02:34:00.000-07:00

When he showed up
I couldn’t be happier
Couldn’t be more excited

When he showed up
The night smiles at me
The tress whisper in happiness

Above all
I’m glad he showed up
CHERIO!!!!

-rie

GELAP LALU TERANG LALU GELAP LALU TERANG, LALU?

2005-04-21T02:27:00.000-07:00

Kenapa malam gelap dan orang cenderung jadi larut dalam kesedihan malam.
Walaupun kadang-kadang bisa juga jadi terhayut dalam aura romantis malam
Dan keheningan malam………….

[cieeeeh……………]

But its true, people intend to get more emotional
More sensitive when the night falls

Habis gelap terbitlah terang [Ibu Kartini quoted]
Pagi itu cerah, siang terang dan panas tentunya
Mood orang juga bisa jadi gak stabil sih, kerjaan numpuk, tugas nambah terus dan
macet yang makin menggila di ibukota kita tercinta ini.

Gelap
Terang
Gelap
Terang
Satu hari berganti warna
Berganti suasana
Berganti rasa
Bergantikah saya?
Berganti rutinitas gak?
Lalu?
Masalahkah kalau semua itu berganti?

[ada yang iya ada yang gak, but we all trying to cope, right? Selamat Hari Kartini ya!]

-rie

3 on 3

2005-04-20T02:08:00.000-07:00

Ini jadinya kalau kita gak pernah mau disiplin sama diri kita sendiri,

Kemaren kantor bikin acara gathering
Dimana kita harus tanding basket 3 on 3
Sebenernya, gue gak perlu khawatir
Gue satu tim sama Junas dan Dita
[yang notabene dua-duanya jago dan bisa main basket]
[sementara gue gak ngerti apa2]

Sebenernya, gue bisa memaksimalkan kaki buat berlari
Dan merebut bola lawan
Tapi, ya itu tadi gak disiplin, gak pernah olahraga
Jadi napas, kaki dan otak gak bisa kerjasama
[terakhir olahraga rutin pas SMA]
[lari-lari pagi 1 tahun yang lalu..dah gak sehat banget nih!!!!]

Banjir keringet (lengket)
Rambut lepek (yuck!)
Muka kucel (jelek)
Dan….
Alhasil, tim gue kalah
[karena salah seorang pemainnya yang lebih mirip kayak pemanis lapangan.gue.red]
Walaupun kalah,
I had fun and
It reminds me to have more exercise
To be discipline on our health

[Don’t wanna to get sick easily]
[and to loose some of these fat..hehehe..]
AYO OLAHRAGA!!!

-rie

HILANG - Part II

2005-04-20T01:20:00.000-07:00

Have you ever feel lost?

[nyasar mungkin contoh yang paling simple...]

Pernah gak ngerasa kehilangan?
kehilangan sesuatu
kehilangan seseorang

Biasanya kalau kita meresa kehilangan, kita diam.
Bukan karena sengaja diam
Bukan karena gak mau ngomong
Tapi lebih karena gak bisa

[pada saat kehilangan]

Karena 'diam' langsung datang tanpa diminta
tanpa minta ijin
tanpa permisi

Ini jadi lebih menyakitkan karena dalam satu bulan belakangan ini gue bisa ngerasa kehilangan,
juga karena temen-temen gue lagi ngerasa kehilangan (entah itu seseorang atau sesuatu)

[lagi musim ya?]

Sedih
udah pasti
tapi kalau terus bertahan pada diam dan ratap
gue yakin gak ada abisnya

People say life moves on
People say time heal our pain
Ada benernya juga...
Because we cant always keep what we have,
We have to be prepared in loosing something

[Its all about take and give and people do come and go, right?]

Jadi, kalaupun pada saat kehilangan kita hanya bisa diam
Ya udah, diam aja dulu
Hopefully, eventually..
we will know
what to say
what to feel

Will be missing you all
[you know who you are]

Thank you for everything
;)
-rie

BLANK.EMPTY.KOSONG.BASI

2005-04-17T23:49:00.000-07:00

[gue] blank!
Its empty
Semuanya kosong
Rasanya basi
[better throw up, rite?but strangely I cant]

it’s like a disease
it’s just won’t go away in seconds
DAMN!
DAR!
Kalo bisa, gue maunya tereak sekeras-kerasnya
Dan bilang ‘WHOAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
Tapi, sayangnya harus ditahan [lagi]

[well, I don’t really have the choice. Do i?]

-rie

MENJELANG MALAM (14/04/05)

2005-04-17T23:23:00.001-07:00

Masih di kantor, the clock is pointing at 18.50
Jakarta menjelang malam

Sakit kepala, sakit mata
Laper, pengen tidur
pengen pulang, tapi jalanan jakarta pastinya jam segini lagi desek-desekan gara-gara macet.
Nunggu bukan pilihan
Karena emang harus nunggu
And the clock is keep on ticking
Gak apa-apa deh

Karena Jakarta menjelang malam gak selalu indah
Setuju?
:)
-rie

SEPI

2005-04-15T03:44:00.000-07:00

Sepi deh hari ini
Biasanya nih ramenya saingan sama pasar pagi..beneran deh!
Semua pergi rapat
And im left alone in my corner..

Its not a big deal actually..
Suasana sepi gak selamanya ngebetein koq
I can write about it, like now.. :)
I can concentrate more on my work
(yang juga gak jauh dari tulis menulis)
Apa ya yang biasanya orang pikirin kalo sekelilingnya sepi?
Kalau gue sih kepikiran “nanti lunch apa ya”….(dasar!)
Mungkin ada yang kepikiran kerjaan yang numpuk
Dosen yang ngasih nilai jelek
PR yang gak ada abis-abisnya
Mungkin ada yang kepikiran pulang,
Kepikiran belom bayar utang, belom mandi
Belom makan, belom nonton film-film terbaru [gue nih! :)]

So many things getting around our head when we’re alone
And some its good, it’s a reminder
That we have things to do
Sepi…seru juga ternyata..

[and im not so bothered by the fact that im alone rite now..]
-rie

PERDANA

2005-04-15T03:34:00.000-07:00

Its my own blog
[finally!]
been wanting to make it for so long
[but been lazy also at the same time :) ]

Senengnya kayak baru dibeliin sepeda BMX yang baru
[jaman SD dulu kala]
Senengnya kayak mau lebaran sebentar lagi
Senengnya kayak menangin tiket nonton konsernya Alanis Morissette
[ yang belom pernah kejadian tapi kebayang aja]
Senengnya kayak baru beli kartu perdana promo
[dan abis buat smsan doing]

Senangnya nulis perdana
In my own blog!

-rie