conversation

Di restoran khas sulawesi.
saya: koroke apaan sih?
Chubbs: kroket
Saya: kalo jalang kote?
Chubbs: pastel
Saya: kalo ......... (lontong dlm bahasa makasar)
Chubbs: lontong.
Saya: kok kamu tau sih?
Chubbs: kan ada gambarnya say..........
Saya: *kirain jagoan*
Chubbs: *istriku kok lemot banget ya?*

My big sista & her bilingual son.
During lunch, big sista went to the kitchen to get more rice for her son.
Nephew: mau makaaannn
Big sista: iya, mama nambah nasi dulu
Nephew went to his mum: mama, who is nambah nasi?

After potty:
Mama, I’m doooone. Cebok please……
(cebok: sundanese for clean one’s bottom)

Love and War

All is fair in love and war.
Can’t say that I disagree.
But one surely can choose how one’s going to win it. how much one’s willng to sacrifice. How much resource be used. How many casualties and other damages.
And based on that, one can decide whether one’s going to war/pursue the love or not.
I do not believe in war. I don’t think there is ever good enough reason to do it because all the harm done is always greater.
I also do not believe in hurting so many people while getting the love of your life.
how one can be so happy over so many wounded hearts?
Just like war, how can one build something good over something so ruined and spoiled? Europe can heal itself in hundred of years. I don’t think one can remember if there’s ever a peace in Middle East. Some Asian countries are still struggling after all the devastation of war. It is not easy to make something, especially from some rubble. It takes a lot of time, work, more sacrifices, patience, strenght etc. some countries can not recuperate and still live in the ruins. In some ways, this could happen to a relationship.
And to the casualties, do humans live long enough to heal their wounded heart?
Some do, but some just can not get over their pain.
Does one willing to take the responsibility of making some one/people unhappy?
Personally, I don’t think I deserve someone if I have to cause so much pain to so many people to get him. But I’m not a passionate person. So there.

crumbling

sometimes I feel like a parent with my so called clients.
A couple of weeks ago, one of my colleague was talking about them in bad ways and I was quite mad at that person. like a parent, even though what dia said was partially true, it was soooo annoying hearing it from others. It was like you got the sole right to trash your ‘child’ and how dare you judge them kinda thing.

Other evidence occured yesterday. They’ve done quite a big fault and I thought that I really really had to be serious because ignoring it will cause a bad example to present and future ‘clients’. So I got them together, told them what’s wrong and explained what are the consequences. Some of them quite mad, some of them accept that they’ve done wrong and willing to make it better. I had to confront ‘kicking and yelling child’, ‘kicking and crying child’, ‘kicking and swearing child’, ‘silently grinding their teeth with anger child’, ‘I-don’t-give-a-poo-child’, ‘I’m-innocent-why-are-you-punishing-me child’ etc. I had hurt their egos and I had to deal with each and everyone of them with special-customised-care.

boy, was I exhausted!!!!
it took a lot of energy to stay focused, be rational, saying what’s necessary and holding your tounge. It took even more energy to stay calm, not letting yourself carried away and talk back to useless ranting. Even came to a point where I almost lose my head and had to do ‘the-don’t-mess-with-me’ glare and tone to one of them. I’ve never been in a room with more than 20 people looking at me with utmost hatred and frustration. I guess I have to congratule myself for trying to be a good parent and a bad cop for these kids. As I walked out of that room, I could still feel their furious glare. Even felt it in the hall.
And then I felt guilty. Then there’s these questions popping into my head. Did I do the right thing? Did I say the right words? Was I pushing them too far? Did I expect too much of them? what they did was unacceptable, but was I too hard on them? was all this necessary? BLAH.
Oh well. I got to do what I got to do.

I also wonder, is it their upbringing? Does their behavior have somehting to do with always getting what they want, when they want? always being the most popular among their friends and families. Always got away with it. is it true that people always adore them because they are rich and beautiful and that makes them rarely use their head? Did it pained their ego so much because I caught them red handed? Because I gave the notion of bigger authority than them? because I gave the notion that they can’t wiggle it? because I can but don’t want to give what they want? Why? Why?
What can I do to make these better?

What I hate about being in a confrontation was that my head kept remembering it. what I said, what I supposed to say to make my point better and how I felt back then. So hours (sometimes even days) after it happened, my head still kept reliving it. and that made me restless and depressed.
This past week was quite hard and I don’t get enough rest. Moreover, I had to finish some report. Then yesterday. Last night I literally fell into pieces.
Thank god I have chubbs to cuddle me.

Forgive & Remember

Holiday’s officially over. Coming back turned out not as bad as I thought it would be. Free internet surely helps. Heh heh heh.

Anyways.
About forgiveness.
According to this month’s theme, this is supposed to be the month of forgiveness.
Saya jadi ingat seseorang yang sangat saya benci. tidak secara langsung, tapi ia telah menyakiti orang2 yang sangat saya sayangi. Karena dia, saya menyadari bahwa seeing your loved ones being hurt is much more painful than if you yourself being hurt. Karena dia, saya menyadari betapa berharganya orang2 yang saya sayangi.
We survived.
Karena dia, saya menyadari bahwa kami kuat. Karena dia, saya menyadari bahwa kami lebih baik dari dia.

Sampai hari ini saya tidak bisa memaafkan dia.
Don’t even know how to define that word.
How do you know if you have forgiven someone?
Menerima dengan rela hati apa yang telah dilakukannya?
I did that, but I know that I haven’t forgiven.
You forget about it? Then how come there’s the ‘forgive but not forget’ phrase? I forget about it often, but remembering them still pained me.
Quit being angry? Haven’t done that either.

mungkin saya belum bisa memaafkannya karena dia telah membuat saya sadar akan kelemahan saya. Karena dia, saya menyadari I’m capable of hating someone so much that I’m almost consumed by that.
Probably.

Saat saya semakin jarang teringat akan dia, saya terpaksa berhadapan lagi dengan orang yang sejenis dengan dia. Tidak langsung, tapi cukup untuk membangkitkan kenangan lama. I tried so hard not to judge this person, thinking that I can not compare them, they are totally different people. But time passes, and the more I heard about that person, more symptoms are confirmed. Like seeing a movie remake. You know the characters and the ending, but still hoping that it won’t be the same. But the more you watch, the more horrified you are because you know that it is.
orang ini membuat teman-teman saya saling mencurigai. mereka saling berprasangka sehingga nice gesture considered to be an offense. From both sides. It’s somehow frustrating to see them not talking to each other. Yeah, throw away years of friendship over this person who may not be worth it. Nice.

Some people are born to cause you harm.
It’s up to us to stand up and get stronger or be a loser.

'klien'

hm. everybody's gone. had to wait for chubbs to pick me up. how peaceful.
anyways.

tadi siang ada 'klien' yang memaksa mendapatkan 'hak'nya. saya bilang tidak bisa sebelum dia memberikan 'dokumen' yang menjadi persyaratan. lalu mencak-mencaklah dia. 'gak asik!!!' katanya. wah, bukannya saya ga mau bantu, tapi kalo kewajiban belum dipenuhi, masa saya kasih haknya? di benak saya langsung terbayang sebuah tangan besoaaarrrr yang membawa cap 'spoiled brat' melayang ke jidat 'klien' saya itu. hehehehe.....
kalo dipikir, sebetulnya saya ga mau ga fleksibel kaya begitu, kaya tentara aja. tapi berdasarkan pengalaman, sepertinya memang harus begitu perlakuannya. kalo dibiarin lama-lama malah kerjaan saya yang kacau. enak aja.
yah begitulah kalo punya 'klien' yang belum dewasa.

museum

The Met, my all time favourite.

I remember the first time I went to a museum. My one and only little sis wasn’t born, I was still in elementary school, and my big brother was still into dinosaurs. The whole family went and all I can remember was the dust, the bones, the eerie weapons and the weird looking stones. My folks took us to several museums after the first one. The one that I remember was The National Museum or Musium Gajah, with all the same characteristics as the first except that the items were displayed in the dark rooms. Thus the image of museum imprinted in my mind: scary and boring.
Then I was blessed enough to go to London and my uncle took me to the National Gallery. I was not impressed because he took me to see all the paintings of rich people from the past, paintings of battles, fat naked lady bathing, dying old man, gods and goddesses, torture etc. It was interesting but the only paintings I could digest is impressionism (I found out later that The Gallery hold quite a huge collection of that era, but my uncle didn’t took me there because he didn’t like them. boohoo……) so I didn’t enjoy it too much. And then he took me to British Museum and it was so much fun!!!! I no longer remember what’s on display but the image of old, boring and scary museum was all gone. This museum is bright, the display looked old but they were properly maintenanced. No more boring museums.
Ever since that trip, I always look forward to go to the museum whenever I had the chance to travel abroad. I’m not into history but I love to picture how people in different era lived. I imagined how this particular items on display have survived, events they had gone through, people who used them. Going to the museum for me is like window shopping to this giant store but I don’t have to worry that I’ll want anything on display because it’s not for sale. Go to the Museum store, then I’ll start to panic. ;p

blah

waaaaagh….. seems like ages since I last updated this blog.
Got no office time to steal. Heh heh heh.
Can’t concentrate on anything right now.
Hibernating would be nice.

Last week I took a day off. I was emotionally exhausted and decided I need a break just minutes before going to work. Spending one whole day with darling-dearest bubu turned out to be the best break I’ve ever had. I came back the next day refreshed and happy again.
I didn’t know why then. All I know was that I had to be in a cheerful environment if I want to stay nice to some people. I had to avoid some people or I show my anger to them. I had to avoid them or I’ll be hostile.
I guess I was dissappointed because I realized that I was delusional, trying hard not to admit that I too think of some people as spoiled brats. All this months, I was trying not to see them as some people see them, not being judgemental, see them past their status, but look at them as a grown up human being. I keep telling my friends and families that despite their upbringing, they are different.
But some events that occurred a while ago has proven the other way. I was right, the silent majority were this motivated-eager to learn-grown ups (at least they tried to be). But this annoying minority, this fed by a silver spoon lot have just confirmed to me the other way. They showed me just how spoiled they are, showed me that what other people saying about them are true. True-blue-starving-for-attention-drama-kings/queens-no-one-understand-me-always-get-what-they-wanted-spoiled-brats (you, yes you, my dear cuz, am really happy to say, are not among them).
To think that I tried to make those idealistic people change their point of view about them and all I got is this.
Geez…….
UGH STOPPIT!!! I become them it I continue this.
Well I guess it’s all my fault. I expect them to be like the other people here, this motivated people who know what they wanted and not get things so easily. It was shocking to meet the other kind. But I’ll learn.

So, let them bring on all their problems
I'll do better than my best
I have confidence they'll put me to the test
But I'll make them see I have confidence in me
(I Have Confidence, Maria)

chubbs

*sappy mode on*

who smack each coackroach in the bug-invested bathroom so I can peacefully took a bath
who patiently waiting while i tried 10 pairs of shoes and end up buying a pair of trousers instead
who laugh gleefully whenever I sang the wrong lyrics
who answer all my purposedly garing questions, knowing that it’ll amuse me
who gives a perfect rub in the neck (I have to beg for that one)
who gives a big bear hugs
whom I miss.

*sappy mode off*

gender & coffee

i have just found out that people expected women/girls to drink only sweet coffee in my town.

this afternoon i went to starbucks with my brother & sister. he ordered black, espresso con panna for me and espresso americano for her.
the cashier guy said: you guys really do like coffee, dontcha?
me thinking: huh????? yeah.... we do come here for the coffee. its kinda lame for me, but that’s okay ‘cause i dont want to stay up all night anyway.
when we pick up our order from the barista, he said:
have you been here before? have you ever tried espresso before?
it’s like: are you sure?
i was totally puzzled. something is not right here.
of course i can stand some starbucks espresso. i may not a coffee freak, but i drink kopi tubruk at home, and its indonesian variety. java arabican. geez. what’s with all the fuss?

my sister then explained things. she said that she used to that. the waiter always put a cup of her male friend’s cappucino in front of her instead of the espresso she ordered. and when she ordered one, the waiter often warns her that it’s bitter. she said that she often gets the puzzled look when she ordered sugarless coffee.
hmmm.... is that so? how peculiar....

salute

salam ganesa!!!
bakti kami untukmu
Tuhan
bangsa
dan almamater

first learned to do it ten years ago. (yes, i'm that young ;p)
can't remember last time i heard it, but i just did a couple days ago. this time, it's the new students. sounds so ancient, and this old feeling came back again. i never ever proud to salute like that, never ever connected with it, never did it with all my heart.
maybe because it kinda reminds me of how the nazis salute each other.
so arrogant. so full of ourselves. so us.
maybe that's why.....

buruan cium gue

sangat menyebalkan kalo seseorang sudah membawa-bawa agama/moralitas dalam argumennya. pokoknya kalo di kitab suci ada ayatnya pasti dia paling benar deh, pendapat/tafsiran orang lain salah semua. padahal dalam kitab suci agama yang saya anut disebutkan bahwa agama saya ini adalah agama yang rasional. herannya sebagian besoaarrr penganut agama ini di negeri saya sama sekali ga rasional. ga pernah berusaha mengkaji apa yang tersirat, mengkaji konteksnya, bagaimana menerapkannya. terlalu sibuk mengikuti secara harfiah apa yang tersurat.
baru-baru ini, film buruan cium gue ditarik dari peredaran atas desakan beberapa pemuka agama.
gak, saya bukan menyesal karena belum sempat nonton dan emang ga ada niat sama sekali buat nonton karena reviewnya jelek sekali (jika review media lokal udah bilang jelek, berarti memang parah sekali. biasanya media lokal agak berbaik hati dengan film indonesia. mungkin takut dicap ga cinta produk sendiri. heheheh) saya kesel karena para penonton ga diberi kesempatan untuk memilih dan menilai sendiri. belum apa2 sudah main pasung seenaknya aja. persis kaya jaman dahulu kala itu deh. penonton dianggap terlalu bodoh untuk berpikir sendiri.
jadi begini, menurut review yang saya baca (biasanya saya baca review media lokal untuk film2 yang saya ga akan nonton tapi pengen tau ceritanya. aneh deh, reviewer lokal ini kok payah sekali. review film tapi diceritain semua. all the spoilers!!!! totally ruin all the excitement and surprise deh. but thats another story) ceritanya adalah tentang seorang anak sma cewe yang penasaran karena udah lama pacaran tapi belum dicium ama pacarnya. akhirnya dia berusaha dengan berbagai cara supaya bisa dicium sama pacarnya ini. naaahhh... ternyata cerita begini bikin gerah para pemuka agama karena dianggap mengajak untuk berbuat zinah (bukan, bukan kesatria putri nan sakti mandraguna jaman dahulu kala itu loh. BRAAKKKKK.... kena timpuk sepatu adekku gara2 terlalu garing). lah pacaran kok cium-ciuman.... nanti kebablasan jadi sex pra nikah dll dst.
saya jadi teringat betapa tabunya membicarakan sex di sini. mereka kaya ga mau terima bahwa para remaja sudah banyaaakkk sekali yang melaksanakan seks pra nikah.

hellooooo....... did anyone remember kasus date rape bintang sinetron siapaaaa tuh yang akhirnya masuk penjara? terus kasus beredarnya video pribadi mahasiswa yang lagi indehoy di kamar hotel???? belum lagi berita2 infotainment (yang tidak saya lewatkan kalo kebetulan inget & ada waktu. hehehehe....) tentang selebriti anu yang baru nikah sekian bulan tau2 udah melahirkan. doesn't that tell the kids something?

para bapak dan ibu ini tetap keukeuh dengan metode paksaan kaya di atas tadi. pokoknya seks pra nikah itu ga boleh!!!! bahaya!!! tapi ga dijelasin kenapa bahayanya. ga dijelasin gimana pake alat kontrasepsi yang benar. hasilnya? anak2 cari tau sendiri dari sumber2 yang ga bertanggung jawab.
kenapa sih ga dibuka aja, kaya gini:
heh anak2, ini nih bahayanya seks pra nikah:
1. ga ada satu alat kontrasepsi apa pun yang bisa jamin 100% persen bahwa kalian ga bakalan hamil. kalo temen kamu melakukan ini terus ga hamil, belon tentu berhasil untuk kamu.
2. dll dst
nah sekarang kan kamu udah tau bahayanya. kamu kan sudah diberi akal, sudah bisa memilih. gunakanlah karunia itu. begituuuuu...... susah bener.
begitu lah kalo otoriter, dianggapnya karena lebih tua dia yang paling bener.
such fuss over one tiny movie. a rotten one!!!!!
GAK ADA KERJAAN.
jeez, i cant believe i'm this upset. but then again, stupidity & banalities annoys me.

busybee

mak, aye kok kaga ada sempet2nya nge net ye? masa cumen sempet cek imel doang. mana imelnya kaga ada gosipnya lageh. yeeeehhhh..... lama2 bengek aye bise kumat neh......

caillou

i'm just a kid who's four

each day i grow some more

i like exploring

i'm caillou

so many things to do

each day is something new

i share them with you

i'm caillou

the world is turning, changing each day!!!

with mommy and daddy, i'm finding my waaaaay

growing up is not so tough

'cept when i've had enough

but there's lots of fun stuff

i'm caillou

caillou

i'm caillou

THAT'S ME!!!

i dedicated this song to my nephews & niece. mmmmuuaaahhhh......

totally agree with caillou on the verse marked red.

being able to see a doctor when you’re sick is quite a priviledge in my country. Not everyone has the resource to pay the huge bill to receive a few minutes of examination. What i don’t understand is, why do we have to wait hours just to see them? Yes yes, there’s so many sick people out there, there are too few doctors to handle them. But still, are their management skill so poor that they can’t look for, design & implement some system to make the waiting time shorter? Or if they are too preoccupied with their expertise, can’t they hire someone competent enough to do it for them?

It’s so bloody easy really:

1. determine how much time approximately needed for each consultation
2. ask each of the patient to make an appointment first. Ask them to be prompt or they have to wait for next available time.
3. Of course nobody can’t predict when and if one’s going to be sick. So, if the patient’s already sick, they can simply be given time when they’re going to see the doctor, how long they’re going to have to wait, and if they can’t/don’t want to, send them to somebody else.

And the doctor can rest between each appointment so each and every patient could get their best attention & suggestions.

I used to go to my mum’s internist and it’s horrible to see those sick patients waiting patiently (maybe that’s where the word patients come from: patience. Hey, i don’t think that refers to patiently waiting to see the doctor!!!!) for hours in not so comfortable waiting room. I mean, they have suffered strokes and some of them are old fer cryn’ out loud!!!! And what did the doctor do? Poke here, poke there, said ‘you’re all fine’, give some resep dokter, tell us when to come back, take our money and ..... NEXT COW PLEASE!!!!

And most of them never tell us what and why are they going to do us. I think every patients are entitled to know because it’s our body they’re going to mess with. Ohkaayyy.... waaayyyy back then, when most of the people are illiterate and don’t have any access to information, it will be hard to explain to them. But now.... helloooo....... ever heard of internet before? Health Books? Health Magazines? Surely most people could understand what they are talking about. I seriously think that they have to give a communication course in every med school here.

Please doc, treat your patients decently, not like some stupid objects.

idealistic

saya sekolah dan kemudian bekerja di sini yang kebetulan terkenal dengan gerakan mahasiswanya (waaay back where student movement matters). Meaning: banyak mahasiswa yang ‘idealis’ di sini. I like them, without those kind the world wouldn’t be interesting. i just dont like those the idealistic-boastful-judgemental ones. Sejak jaman kuliah dulu (duluuuuuu........ sekali, waktu demonstrasi masih dilarang, waktu soeharto masih jadi presiden) orang2 kaya begini bawaannya ngajak gelut wae (duh apa ya terjemahannya? Pitonjokkeun kali ya..... hahahha.... tambah bingung. kadang2 sunda sayah keluar juga and there’s no descriptive language than sundanese!!!!).
Itu loh...... orang2 yang kalo kita ga ikutan demo terus ngatain kita ga peduli nasib bangsa, ga peduli rakyat kecil, borju dll dst. Kemudian ketika kita ikutan demo marah2 lagi, dianggapnya kita Cuma mau ngeceng doang (duh.... coba ya, mau liat apa sih di demo? Orangnya lusuh2 semua.......)
Orang2 yang bangga nya setengah mati karena baca biografi soekarno (ayah saya yang angkatan ’66 benci setengah mati pada soekarno. Katanya soekarno ga bisa mensejahterakan rakyat, terlalu sibuk pesta dan kawin. Kata2 ini menempel kuat di benak saya), baca buku filsafat/politik atau siapa lah yang bukan textbook atau novel.
Orang2 yang langsung pasang tampang males jika saya tidak tahu blablabla (insert nama penulis buku politik/filsafat).
Saya sampai ga mau membahasakan diri dgn ‘aku’ (padahal di rumah biasa ber’aku’ dengan kakak2) dan memilih ‘saya’ atau ‘ira’ supaya ga sama dgn mereka. Rasanya pongah betul cara orang2 itu membahasakan dirinya dengan aku.
Anyhoo, saya seperti kembali ke masa lalu ketika kemudian bekerja disini. Saya harus berhadapan dengan orang2 seperti itu lagi, yang tidak segan2 menuduh ini itu tanpa tahu apa2 dibaliknya, tanpa mengerti mengapa. walaupun mulut saya sudah berbusa, mereka tetap tidak mau menerima penjelasan saya. Saya adalah golongan kapitalis, golongan borjuis yang hanya ingin bertambah kaya tanpa peduli orang lain.
sudah sekian angkatan lewat, sudah sekian tahun berlalu, tapi masih ada juga yang seperti ini. * mengelus dada*
dan ternyata saya masih harus berurusan dengan mereka *kesel*

ramblings & adam@home

i hate my-under-construction-office. I like working here, i just dont like the building with all the dusts and dirts and noises and the construction workers eyeing me obscenely when i have to walk passed them. I hate that i have to go down 3 levels, up to next building just to go to the loo. And i’m one of those people who happens to have a fast metabolism rate (= beser. Hehehe.....), so imagine my efforts.
Buh. 
 
It would be perfect if chubbs’s office is nearby so he can give those big bear hugs whenever i need them.
 
A perfect way to end a long tiring day is bubulibu welcoming chubbs & me in his diaper with his big smile and his loud laugh saying ‘odaaaannggg........... onchiii..........’
 
Another way to end a bad day is cudlling up with chubbs.
 
What else?
Oh, i’m into adam@home right now. Hilarious!!!!
this one reminds me of 2 of my favorite guys in the whole wide world. mmmuuaahhh!!!!

copyrights belong to Brian Basset

 

wandering mind-information system meeting part II

it's not even started but am bored already. thank god i had coffee with a slightly higher dose earlier.
i think my body's grown accustomed to it.
yay!! it's friday. hope older bro keep his promise to come. kinda miss him.
oops.. they ask me about something. um. huh? what was that again????
it's been too long since i was surrounded by typical-my-campus-student. kinda amusing to see those kinds again, as opposed to students i meet which is those metrosexual-y (well, they are if you compare it with that other kind. heheheh.....) too bad that geeky-boyish one can't make it today. if i had a son, i wish he will grow up like him. you know, bill-gate-ish.
anyways, there are 5 IT guys, 4 wear glasses and all of them geeks. . (not in a bad way, mind you. i prefer geeks than metrosexuals. guys who groom themselves better than i do intimidate me :p). the students on my campus are more trendy these days. they shower regularly, wearing matching shirts and pants, smell nice, look nice, comb their hair etc. it's so refreshing to see those kinds i used to meet when i was a student myself.
ah, 4 o clock! i better excuse myself. todeloo!!!!

another quiz

nothing urgent. bored. took quiz.


you really love inuyasha so do i inuyasha rocks and
its the best tv show ever inuyasha is so cool
_SIT_boy_


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bubulibu

my one year old nephew always amazed me. never looks tired, always bouncing about, playing, doing things he's not supposed to do (i.e: rummaging the trash bin, playing with the water dispenser or any objects laying about, climbing the coffee table and expect us to catch him when he jumps down). sometimes it takes hours to make him sleep. other times, he fiercely fight off his sleepiness by running around the house and make his grandparents dizzy. if i have all his energy, how many projects can i handle? how many work gets done? how many jobs i can hold?
and how fast he learns things!!!! always adding words to his vocabulary. i always warn chubbs not to swear in front of him, just in case. its so hilarious whenever i taught him things to bother chubbs. and also endearing because chubbs loves to be bugged by him. hehehehe..... yesterday, i taught him to pat chubbs bum and give a 'POK' sound effect to it. i had blast seeing his happy face and chubbs annoyed-but-cant-help-it-because-its-also-funny face. the classic is asking him to find chubbs's belly button then he will excitedly lift chubbs shirt and point to chubbs big belly.
he remembers songs too!!!! he remembers all the song his mum and i used to sing when he's just a baby. i remember teaching him this very silly song about tagoning waaay before he learns to talk, and he remembers it. his mum used to hate that song because its so goofy. but now she's really amused when his son sing it with me. his mum always warns me not to teach him silly things because she knows how mischievious i can be to my little nephews. heh heh heh
every day i cant wait to come home and play with him....

this is bubu + me singing silly tagoning song:
abdi rombo? ngan
tago? ning
ti olohe? jooooo
bade minton? keun
rupi-rupi kaseni? aaaannnn
itallic=me bold=bubu happily answers the song

hm, might sound not funny, but anyone who play a lot with their nephews or parents with babies would understand how i feel. ;P

monday whine

went to the office as usual and made my routine trip to the loo. it's locked aaaand after the office boy opened it, no water. then i made my other routine trip to make some tea. no bloody water on the dispenser. my..... what a way to start the day!!!!
everything's upside down with this renovasi going on in my office. last monday, the networking's down so i have to go back and forth with chubb's removable disk just to print out my docs and disturbing my coworker. and no internet either, just when i was waiting for some important emails. aaaarrrgghhhh..... mau marahhhh!!!!!
we moved one level up, so my room is right above the cafeteria on the next building. every now and then i can smell what's cooking down there, which is quite good but make your tummy rumbling and tumbling like pooh.
well, on the bright side, i got a bigger working space.

ah sebel. ikutan kuis aja deh.

Which Season are you?
i do like spring. pretty....


Find your inner Smurf!
at least i'm not gargamel. hehehehe....


~Find Your Inner Supermodel~
heeeyyyy..... i dont like her attitude!!!!


~Find Your Beauty Aura~
yeah right.....

Silly words-part II

another version of silly words inspired by bubulibu: cikipoo!!!

smug newlyweds

i was recently got married dan jauh-jauh hari sebelumnya saya berjanji untuk tidak menjadi smug bride-to-be/bride/newlyweds/marrieds.
smug = telling your single friends to “cepetan nyusul.....”, nanya “kapan atuh......?”, talk nothing else but my wedding plans/married life dan teman2nya. Yep, i’ve been on the other side and it sucks!!!!

entah kenapa, saya merasa pernyataan/suruhan/encouragement/whatever untuk segera menikah dari orang yg baru aja menikah seems so ..... inappropriate.
“Hello..... you’ve been married for a nanosecond and you’re already encouraging us to follow suit? What the hell do you know about married life? You don’t even know whether you’re going to like it! Are you trying to lure us into the same trap?” Hahahahaha...... gosh i wish i could say that......

pernyataan/pertanyaan tersebut, menurut saya, mengandung asumsi-asumsi tertentu yang sangat judgemental. saya mengerti, mungkin mereka hanya ingin para lajang merasakan kebahagiaan-teramat-sangat-(yang mereka rasakan)-akibat-menikah (terjemahan hiperbol dari marital bliss ;p) tapi tanpa disadari mereka berasumsi bahwa yang belum menikah ingin merasakan kebahagian-teramat-sangat oleh sebab yang sama alias seseorang belum merasa bahagia jika belum menikah.

asumsi di atas ada benarnya jika orang tersebut menganut paham bahwa dirinya belum lengkap apabila belum punya pasangan, bahwa dengan menikah, seseorang merasa ‘lengkap’, menemukan ‘belahan jiwa’nya. lalu, bagaimana dengan orang2 yang tidak percaya bahwa ada mahluk bernama ‘belahan jiwa’? bagaimana dengan orang2 yang sudah merasa dirinya ‘lengkap’? memangnya kalau tidak punya pasangan jadi tidak lengkap?

satu hal lagi yang menurut saya menyebalkan adalah jawaban newlyweds apabila ditanya ‘apa kabar penganten baru/how’s married life/and such’ dan dijawab dengan ‘nyesel, kenapa ga dari dulu’ atau ‘enaknya cuma x %, sisanya enak bangeeettttt’ . argh... klise. apa maksudnya gitu loh, karena jawaban itu tidak lantas membuat saya jadi tertarik untuk segera menikah atau ikut berbahagia dengan mereka atau jadi sirik dengan kebahagiaan mereka. bukannya saya tidak ikut senang melihat mereka senang, tapi senyum-turut-berbahagia-atas-kebahagiaanmu (i’m-so-happy-for-you smile) saya langsung berganti menjadi nyengir-penuh-sopan-santun (polite grin) begitu mendengar jawaban yang sangat klise tadi. hehehehehe........ karenanya, saya selalu bertanya ‘apa kabar?’ saja, titik. tapi herannya, some newlyweds selalu menjawab dengan jawaban di atas, padahal sumpah loh, saya gak tanya itu!!!!

so, sejak saya menikah, saya tidak pernah menggunakan jawaban/suruhan klise di atas. jika ada yang memberi selamat, saya hanya tersenyum dan mengucapkan terima kasih dengan setulus hati saya. jika ada yang bertanya apa kabar/how’s married life, lagi-lagi saya tersenyum dan menjawab ‘ya gitu aja’. kadang2 ada yang maksa dengan terus bertanya ‘gitu gimana?’ yang membuat saya maksa juga: ‘ya begitulah. maunya gimana?’ tapi ternyata jawaban (yang menurut saya sopan) ini masih salah, karena kemudian saya disangka menyesal betulan atau merasa tidak berbahagia. walah.....

silly word

aih.... kicipoo!!!!!
hereby stated that i created that word inspired by and helped by my cute and silly nephew: bubulibu. :*

angel

Your a Magical Angel!Out of all the angels, you are
the one most afflicted with magic. You can do
many enchantments as well as sorcery. You cant
do black magic, because even though your not so
"pure" your still an angel. A very
kind and curious one at that. Magical Angels
are always very easy-going with humans, but
intrestingly enough, like to expirement with
them with their spells.


What Kind of ANGEL are you? (For Girls only) This Quiz has amazingly Beautiful Pictures!
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the pic kinda scary, no?

gone

heeeiiiii..... where'd all the pics go?
hope they fix all the problems soon. :(

work's pretty hectic right now. even though i was free last weekend, i was too exhausted to go see those french movies :(. besides, chubbs is so hooked on this other event that he's saving all his energy to be able to stay up all night and watch the match.
guess i'll rent the dvds if i can find them.

working on weekends

aaaarrrgghhhhh........ weekend ini harus kerja dari pagi sampai malem. padahal ada acara ini yang sudah lama kunantikan. erggggggggghhhhhhh.....


update:
ternyata hari sabtu cuma sampe sore *fingers crossed* dan minggu tetap libur. aaahhh.... masih bisa nonton dong. yay!

eric bana

yum.....

pregnancy

i was getting married a couple of months ago and people just can't wait to hear the news of me getting pregnant.

sms my aunt send me:
aunt: have you had cravings (ngidam) yet? i'll make all the food you want if you do.
me: just make them, maybe i'll get pregnant soon.

one day, my boss brought rujak to the office:
co-worker: heeeyyy..... rujak. somebody's pregnant *eyeing me*
me: huh?????

people ask me this questions a lot, actually my co-worker asked one today:
co-worker: are you pregnant?
me: no, just fatter.

one day, i wore a tight skirt to my inlaws:
sis in-law: you have a bulging belly. are you pregnant?
me: no, just fatter.

geeezzz.....

various version of my name

cute name:

My Japanese name is Arisa Fuchida.
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real japanese name:

My japanese name is 藤原 Fujiwara (wisteria fields) 千秋 Chiaki (very fine in autumn).
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anime name:

My cliche anime name is Kira Higurashi.
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bacteria:

My bacterium classification is Abiotrophia Brachyspira.
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meaning of my name:

My name is Your face looks like bart simpsons arse..
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hohoho.....

the day after tomorrow

saw this movie last weekend. frightheningly cool!!! natural disaster movie always frightens and amazed me. especially if it caused by careless human activities. coming out of the theatre i always promise myself to be kinder to nature, try my best not to harm the earth more. but i guess i'm not strong enough. a couple of days later i will drive my car to my cousin's house which is only a block away, forget to turn off the tv, basically wasting the precious energy and polluting the atmosphere. oh well... no matter how many movies we saw, if we are not directly affected then there's no feeling of urgency to do something.

another strip

another strip from mutts



got to remember that these days. work hard and play hard? what a luxury!!!!
and that other thing on my mind? that's not my problems, nor my responsibilities. not worth my time and energy.
yeah, eat drink and be merry. earl + mooch rules!!!!

still there

hmmm.... the picture's still there. the missing picture is coming back. is it for good? or is it luck? lets find out *sok misterius*
anyway, both of them are taken from my favorite strip

persistent

pokoknya harus bisa post gambar!!!!!
ggaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!


copyright belongs to Patrick McDonnell

grateful

sometimes you need to see what other people have or don't have to be grateful.
i luv ya, chubbs.....

coba lagi

hmmmm....... let me see. this time, will it work?

what money can't buy

yesterday i went to buy some groceries in the supermarket near my office. right after i parked my car, a beemer parked beside mine and an ellegant lady who drove it came out gracefully. she walked to the wall in front of the car and then i heard: HHHHHRRRRRKKKKKK............... AAAAARRRRKKKKK............ HHHHOOOOOKKKKKKK............... CHUHHHH!!!!!!!!! no, she's not having a heart attack. she spat, ladies and gentlemen. all the phlegm stuck in her throat was out there, on the grass, near her luxurious car. i was stunned for a milisecond before hurriedly walk to the store. it's not polite to stare, i thought. guess this was one of those good examples of what money can't buy. ;)

oh btw, had a wonderfully long lunch break with me older sister. really enjoyed it. so sad she has to go back to the us the day after tomorrow. i'm definitely going to miss her and her mischieviously cute kids. bwaaaaaaahhhhhh..........huhuhuhu............

kahlil gibran

i am not into poetry, except when there's a song going with it. and kahlil gibran's poems is just the kind that i can not stand the most. i mean it's just ............. GGGGGGAH!!!!! when i read one, my eyebrows become so crooked it looks like 2 intertwined caterpillars in my face. i started to roll my eyes and goes yada yada yada.... the sappiness is just beyond my tolerance limit. for all the gibran's fans out there: sorry folks, i guess i'm one of those brutes who doesn't understand the beauty of his words. :P

change

yesh!!!! blogger change its stuff. more templates & commenting service for a start. so i change my blog again. no more strange things appearing or un-appearing in my blog.... so far. heh heh heh. as for the posted picture, i think i'll give up and must be content with pictureless blog. oh well.....

smoker

most indonesian smokers are the most selfish, ignorant bastards living in the face of the earth. they do it whenever they want and wherever they want, not caring if people around them might caught the poisonous smoke, hatethe terrible odour of tobacco etc. kalo mau bunuh diri pelan-pelan, jangan ngajak-ngajak dong!!!!
but somehow, i can't totally blame them. some smokers just don't realize that their habit is bothering people around them. maybe because we are taught to be tolerant and not to speak up, indonesian non-smoker just let them huffing and puffing like an engine and not telling them what's bothering us. maybe because the society accept their behavior. maybe they are just not aware of the dangerous impact they've caused.
what i hate the most is sophisticated-trendy-hey-i'm-rich-and-educated-smoker but have no smoking manners whatsoever. they do it in malls, in non-smoking section of public places and have this careless innocent look on their faces. and if any non-smoker have enough guts to tell them that they are polluting the air, they gave this 'you are so f***ing RUDE, i don't give a s****, you don't like us, you move' look. i usually give them the 'too bad, you can take them out of the trailer park, but you can't take the trailer park out of them' look. heh heh heh .......

cats & dogs

yesterday i saw a dog, stuck in the fenced lawn, barking wildly and angrily at a walking cat accros the street. the cat was walking gracefully and carelessly, no worries whatsoever. can't help to think: dogs are just stupid. hahahaha.....
i mean, what's the point on barking? you can't do anything to the cat. the cat didn't give any s***t. just wasting your time and energy. but i guess, the dog is just being what he is.
speciesically correct, maybe cats are as stupid as dogs, but they never show it. the example of this can be found in this manga which captures the very nature of cats.
i think i am sooooo cat people.

breathe

aaaargghhhh..... ga konsen!!!!
ga bisa kerja. sebelsebelsebelsebelsebel....
need to breathe. need a weekend just hanging out at home doing nothing. but i guess i won't be able to do that on this long weekend. have this thing called kewajiban sosial. blah. whatever that means. better do it asap.
oh well, at least today i have a lunchdate w me bestfriend.
todeloo....

wandering mind

buzzbuzzbuzzbuzzz....
people talking but am not listening. funny how they talk in my language but i couldn't understand a thing. my mind started wandering about.
think i'll post something about this in my blog. yes yes, my seadanya blog. hehehe..... its simple and full of errors but its mine.
then my hopping mind going someplace else called passion.
it would be really nice if i'm passionate about my current job. how perfect if i could find something. anything.
sounds desperate, ain't i?
blame it on this meeting on information system. hehehehe......
dasar gaptek. :p

bisa

akhirnya bisa posting gambar juga.
the copyright of the strip posted below belongs to Patrick McDonnell. Click here to see the other member of mutts.

coba lagi

kucoba posting gambar lagi....
apakah yang kan terjadi????

nyantai nyantai, my foot!!!!
sigh.....

geh????

and what's that thing beside the date? what's it doing there???? huh? huh? huh?argh.... gaptek deh.
well, anyway, tomorrow everybody's going out for this big event so i can have the office to meself. lots of time to goof off then. heh heh heh.

where's the d*** comments???

finally found some free time to change the interface of this blog.
changed the template thanks to this site and this designer. and finally tried to add the comments but failed and failed and failed.
argh. dang.
think i've done all the steps right, but where oh where is the b***** link?????
well, its not like anybody read this or even bother to give some comments....
but this disfunctionality is totally bugging me. some unfinished thing.
uuuhhh....... getek!!!!

hujan kerjaan

aaaarrrrggghhhh............
kerjaan keep falling on my head!!!!!
padahal sempet kosong sampe tergoda buat bikin blog ini.
mungkinkah ini pertanda gue ga direstui untuk punya blog?
hahahaha....... *apa sih???*
oh well......

firasat

dinyanyikan oleh marcell
ditulis oleh Dewi Lestari

kemarin
ku lihat awan membentuk wajahmu
desau angin meniupkan namamu
tubuhku terpaku

semalam
bulan sabit melengkungkan senyummu
tabur bintang serupa kilau auramu
aku pun sadari
'ku segera berlari..

cepat pulang
cepat kembali, jangan pergi lagi
firasatku ingin kau 'tuk, cepat pulang
cepat kembali, jangan pergi lagi

akhirnya
bagai sungai yang mendamba samudera
ku tahu pasti kemana kan 'ku bermuara
semoga ada waktu

sayangku
'ku percaya alam pun berbahasa
ada makna di balik semua pertanda
firasat ini, rasa rindukah ataukah tanda bahaya
aku tak peduli
'ku terus berlari

cepat pulang
cepat kembali, jangan pergi lagi
firasatku ingin kau 'tuk, cepat pulang
cepat kembali, jangan pergi lagi

dan lihatlah sayang
hujan turun membasahi, seolah 'ku berair mata..

cepat pulang
cepat kembali, jangan pergi lagi
firasatku ingin kau 'tuk, cepat pulang
cepat kembali, jangan pergi lagi

aku pun sadar
engkaulah firasat hati...

duh ......
*klepekklepekklepekklepekklepekklepek......*

mutts

coba coba posting gambar.
i just love mutts!!!!
if you want to know more about mooch and his gang, klik di sini deh.

comments

add the comments from here
got the settings right .... for now
no more reason to be distracted from what i'm supposed to do
heh heh heh

belajar

have to learn more
but work first
this is getting exciting!

converted

oiy oiy
am a convert now
i've become a blogger