Brian

Terakhir saya menulis tulisan di bawah tentang begitu cepat nya waktu berlalu. Sekarang tak terasa sudah 6 bulan sejak akhir tahun itu. Whoaa… Saya baca di suatu buku: “time flies by as you get older”. Saya kira saya pun sudah bertambah tua.

Waktu saya untuk menulis sekarang sudah semakin berkurang. Kenapa? Karena kerjaan semakin banyak. (*Gaya lu Bul!) Etapi ya memang begitu pemirsa. Pekerjaan saya banyak travelling dari satu kota ke kota lain dalam waktu singkat. Kadang melelahkan. Tapi kadang juga menyenangkan karena dapat kesempatan buat melihat tempat yang baru. Sementara diantara waktu travelling satu ke travelling berikut nya itu saya mengejar ketertinggalan saya dalam kehidupan saya di Jakarta ini. Waktunya sedikit sementara banyak yang mesti dikerjakan.

Selain karena kerjaan saya yang semakin lucu, sekarang pun sudah ada twitter. Kalau ada hasrat ingin menyampaikan saya biasanya menulis singkat di twitter. Dunia semakin mengarah ke jaman praktis. Tidak perlu menulis blog panjang2 cukup dengan 140 karakter di twitter.

Alasan lain kenapa saya tidak menulis di sini adalah karena tempat duduk saya di kantor sudah pindah. Dulu saya dapat tempat di pojok, komputer saya tidak bisa diintip oleh siapapun kecuali dia sengaja datang ke pojok meja saya. Sekarang saya pindah ke tengah2 dimana setiap orang masuk ruangan, liat kanan langsung line of sight dengan monitor saya. Agak enggak enak gitu kalo ketahuan nulis blog pada jam kerja. Jadi ya gitu deh. hehe

Ya suda lah, sekian update dari saya. Semoga semua makhluk berbahagia.

Sudah akhir December 2010.. Rasanya baru kemarin saya berangan-angan membangun rencana di awal tahun tiba-tiba tahun sudah mau berakhir saja. Memang benar kata orang, manusia berencana Tuhan yang maha esa.
Sepanjang tahun ini banyak kekecewaan yang saya alami. Sedih, sakit, marah, kecewa, patah hati, dan penyesalan selalu datang nya kemudian. Hingga akhir nya saya berkesimpulan tahun ini, saya merasa gagal… dalam banyak hal.

Tapi ternyata di penghujung tahun 2010 ini saya belajar suatu hal yang sangat penting. Sesuatu yang sepertinya terlambat saya pahami. Sesuatu yang sangat penting. Sesuatu yang seandainya saya sadari sejak dulu akan membantu saya mengatasi kekecewaan dan sakit hati ini. Di akhir tahun ini saya belajar bahwa ternyata saya kurang pandai bersyukur.

Bersyukur hanya bisa dipahami dan dilakukan oleh orang yang punya ilmu saja.
Dialah yang tahu maksud fungsi, lokasi, situasi, penggunaan secara optimal dari sesuatu nikmat pemberian.

/selfnote>

Rasa kantuk langsung berganti pusing begitu masuk mobil Dave. Sepertinya Dave baru saja pulang berbelanja bahan pangan sebelum menjemput kami. Potongan sayur tertinggal di bangku belakang, bau ikan segar masih menusuk di hidung, berputar putar di dalam mobil Mitsubishi Adventure nya. Jendela tertutup rapat, AC mobil berhembus kencang. Barangkali panas terik matahari pagi di luar yang membuat anak-anak di dalam mobil lebih memilih mencium sisa bau ikan daripada ketek basah dan malah bau ikan sendiri.

Sepuluh menit perjalanan saya berpikir, apa cuma saya saja yang jadi korban bau ikan ini? pusing sungguh kepala. tapi rupanya setelah saya lihat lagi, teman-teman sepertinya bukan tidak membaui. Sesekali mereka memegang hidung. Saya kira mereka lebih memilih menikmati nya. Semua tertawa riang bercanda, tak sabar ingin bertualang bermain perahu saya kira. Sudalah, saya coba nikmati juga saja.

Salah memilih duduk di kursi paling belakang, bersama Chris. Obrolan kami terlalu serius. Tentang kerjaan, masa depan, investasi, dan bahkan tentang negara. Seperti bapak memberi nasihat hidup kepada anak. Usia nya hampir sama dengan usia bapak saya. Benar-benar membuat saya teringat akan bapak saya, kecuali tentu saja bapak saya tidak berlogat chinese-english. Untungnya perjalanan dari hotel ke dek kapal sewaan kami ini tidak jauh. Cuma sekitar 30 menit.

Memang tidak ada yang jauh di dalam kota Cebu ini. “Saya suka disini,” kata Abs, “tidak seperti Manila yang macet dan sumpek”… Astaga. Saya teringat Jakarta, yang menurut saya lebih parah dari Manila. Mau bilang apa dia kalau datang ke Jakarta..

Abs juga lah yang memesan perahu untuk kita. Perahu nya terbuat dari kayu. Ada “sayap” penyeimbang di kanan kiri nya. Ukurannya cUkup untuk sekitar 10 orang duduk menyamping di kanan kiri. Lebar nya cuma sekitar 2 meter. Tidak besar memang. Tapi bunyi motor nya memekakkan telinga. Awal berangkat kami masih mencoba mengobrol sambil berteriak mengalahkan lengkingan motor perahu. 10 menit kemudian kami sadar sia sia saja berteriak. Kami hening menikmati laut, mengambil gambar, dan ngemil.

Pit stop pertama. Saya langsung nyebur

asin..
Menyenangkan, berenang bersama ikan. Its been a while since I did this. Air cukup jernih. Ikan banyak warna warni. Karang hidup masih banyak… Tapi saya terbakar matahari. Heheh. Sun block SPF 30 saja kurang cukup sepertinya. Akhirnya saya pakai yang SPF 50.

Perjalananan dilanjutkan. Si Dave bercanda saya harus ngedorong perahu karena perahu kandas. Saya yakin dia cuma bercanda. Yakin dia bercanda, toh semua nya juga pada ketawa. Tapi ternyata betul oi.. ada satu bagian yang dilewatin tiba-tiba kapal gak gerak. Lawakan si gemblung jadi nyata.

Ngedorong perahu

Sejak itu si Dave dilarang anak-anak bercanda. heheh.

Pit stop kedua, pulau aneh.

Pit stop ketiga gak jauh dari pulau aneh. Pokoke bocah bocah cuma pengen maen aer. Cari tempat yang airnya jernih trus pada jumpalitan di aer. Heheh.
It was a fun day that day.

ah, jiwa saya masih tertinggal di laut…

saya baru baca bahwa indomie dilarang di taiwan karena kandungan bahan pengawet di dalam nya. wah, saya sih sudah sering dengar bahwa indomie itu mengandung bahan pengawet. namun tak saya kira bahwa akan sampai dilarang begitu di sana.

lalu banyak lagi diskusi tentang bagaimana BPOM di negara kita begitu tega nya membiarkan indomie berpengawet ini beredar di negara kita sendiri. ah, entahlah.. sekali lagi sebenarnya saya sungguh ingin percaya sama para penguasa. sungguh dengan naif ingin percaya bahwa tak kan ada yang begitu tega. tapi mereka yang selalu memperlakukan saya seperti anak kecil, memberitahukan saya bagaimana sebaiknya bersikap dan bagaimana saya bertindak. seakan akan saya keterlaluan sekali bodoh nya.

ah sudalah, apapun.. saya cuma ingin menyampaikan kalau ada pembaca yang tau indomie itu dikemanakan tolong beritahu saya. kalau boleh kirimkan juga ke tanah rantau ini. rindu sekali rasanya “selera nusantara” itu. heheh

Selamat idul fitri semua nya.. mohon maaf lahir batin…

Ini oleh2 lebaran, poto dari kampung saya..

As a young handsome engineer who travels the world, sometimes I feel embarrassed being Indonesian. Eh, don’t get me wrong. I love my country. I once studied in military high school and got free education and free meals. Indonesia runs in my blood, literally. It is just things that happened in my country makes me feel ashamed of being part of it.

1. Politicians. We have heard enough of absentee parliament members, their millions rupiah salary, and their other materialistic behavior. I am beginning to despair them because there is no indication that they are really representing people in the parliament. They are growing the distance with the people by their selfrighteous act it’s hard to believe they are not kids.
2. Police. To serve and to protect. How many of you feel secured when you see a police officer? I never do, especially when I see traffic police. I often find them so intimidating they want to stop me giving tickets and telling that I did wrong while it’s obvious what they want is money. This is an old story.
3. Unsolved traffic jam problem, bad public transportation. Again, empty promises are brought to the people. No improvement in the traffic arrangement. Politicians always sit in their luxurious Toyota Crown and guarded with vorijder they never know what they are talking about while saying people should use the damned Trans Jakarta, metro mini, kopaja, and others. My friend says those buses are not for human.
4. And this thing that just happened recently: fighting and hatred over religions. I am a devoted moslem. I was taught “Unto you your religion, and unto me my religion”. Beautiful, my religion taught me to accept difference. I don’t know what had gotten into them having so much hatred towards Christians. I am embarrassed for the faith. Or could it be that I am the one who don’t get it?!
5. Even in football. I am speechless now. PSSI, the highest organization of football is lead by a convict, how much damned could it be?

There is so much potential and so much good will in this country. But I just see too many wrong people doing the wrong things.
I guess someone has to start fixing these. But then I remember a quote from one of my favorite movie, “Before sunset”:
What’s sad in a way is that the people that are the most giving, hardworking, and capable of making this world better, usually don’t have the ego and ambition to be a leader.

God bless Indonesia.
I really don’t know what to tell when people ask how is the people my country like.

missing someone? this video will tell you how it feels..

It is football fever now. People are celebrating the World Cup everywhere no matter their country are playing or not. Marvelous atmosphere in my country as well. But do you know that Wimbledon is also playing now in London? I am torn between these two events now, changing channels on my TV like every 5 minutes. I like football as much as I like tennis.

If I really had to choose one live event to watch in my room, hmm.. I would surely think of world cup, its one in 4 year event! But I am not surprised if later I decided to watch Wimbledon, the annual event.

World cup has already been the phenomenon. It has enough media covering it, some matches are even re-broadcasted the next day. So it does not really matter if I didn’t have live match in my room. I can also easily sneak out downstairs to watch in the family room, or maybe run outside of the house to the security post in my neighborhood and watch with the guards there. It is practically everywhere. Stay quite and you can even tell when the goal happens as the silent is broken by the people cheering the goal scoring.

But Wimbledon? aah, not much people really care about this. I know my bro will kick me on the ass if I change the channel to tennis match. So I better do not share the channel with anyone with no mutual interest.

So why I like tennis eh? For some people tennis are boring. For me it does not. Just like football, it has a lot of tenses, tricky skills, physical intensity, beauties (remember sharapova, kournikova? :p) and also lots of drama. Everybody enjoys a bit of drama in life no?!

Lets see tennis into some details as the situations during the game can be grouped into some shots: serve, returning the serve, baseline rally, drop shots, approaching, passing shots, volleys, and lob.

Serve is the only shot in tennis game you have full control of the ball. You do not depend on your opponent shot; you toss the ball then hit it. Thus it is considered the most important shot in tennis that unfortunately turns out to be the least practiced shot, usually.. Tall guy has the advantages on shooting a very sharp and hard serve, while the less tall guy should add more side spin on the ball to give a bit “kick” effect on the ball giving the opponent a bit difficulty hitting an early return. IMHO, players with big serve are boring.

Then comes the shot of returning the serve. Well, if you can not do anything else just make sure that you keep the ball play hoping the opponent will make mistake.

Baseline rally is really the most interesting part for me. How you make selection of your shots -deep down-the-line, or cross court, or drop shot, or lob- during the rally tells the quality of your skills, your intelligence, and your consistency.

Then approaching and hitting volleys. When your opponent hit a shorter ball you have the chance to come closer to the net and play a volley while your opponent is still out of position. This could be fun! Then be prepared when your opponent hit back with lob or just a decent passing shot.

Really tennis is a metaphor of a real life. You have some moment in life to play your “serve”, everything is under control; you are the man; you decide how to start with your own selection based on whatever quality you have. Then there are moments when you have to be ready to return serve, you have no idea what’s coming, how fast its coming and which direction you should react, but you know its coming and you have to be ready and play your best to keep the ball played. Some moments in life could be a baseline rally. Going long, down and low; straight or cross court making you run here and there. Then suddenly something comes as a drop shot. You have to run fast to catch it. Then you see some opportunity to make some approach and hit the volley closer to the net to produce some winner. Life could be such a drama as in tennis game.

So what makes a good tennis player? Some say raw talent. I agree. But prior to that, I think the foundation for a good game is the love for the sport. Ones can have the talent but with no passion to the game, they can never be Federer or Nadal. When you watch the last Wimbledon Final in 2008 between the two gentlemen, whenever something extraordinary happens on court - a volley duel, a dive volley, a passing shot curving around the net post, the shot between the legs - you see them come to life. Did you ever see them look at each other at such a time sharing their joy of being in that moment? The tense was high, but you can feel the joy within.

My point: if life was a tennis game, you have to love the life first. Enjoy the moment, try to observe things rather than judge them, and then you are on the right track to be the next Federer or Nadal of life, whatever you are.

Ah crap
ps: John Isner and Nicolas Mahut are making history while I am writing this.
10 hours match! That is unreal!

a beat to kick start the day!

1. I am back in Jakarta. ho.. ray!
2. I just watched the overrated report on bokep by LM and A. Lebay selebay-lebaynyo, especially those so called pakar telematika. Who actually gave that title huh?
3. Tomorrow is my best friend wedding.
4. I am happy for them I am doing everything I could to make myself useful.
5. Turns out I feel so tired that I just sit and browse the internet.
6. And I found out that Nadal and Soderling will be in the French Open Final. must be a good game.
7. Itu saja dulu. tschuess!

Yesterday I took one day trip to Bohol Island, Philippines. It is one of the island located near Cebu, the main island at the center of Philippines, only 2 hours from Cebu using fast ferry.

I do not know the way around in Bohol Island nor Cebu itself so I took a guided trip from a travel agency in my hotel. Actually if only I spoke a little tagalog, I wouldn’t have taken any guided tour. I like being more engaged to local people and take the road less traveled just to experience something more than just what lonelyplanet has.
Here people are always mistaken me as a local. I do look like a pinoy though. So anytime I say “sorry I cant speak tagalog” they have this certain look. heheh… Then I have to spend another couple of minutes explaining who I am, what I am doing here, bla bla which sometimes could be too much if you do it for several times in a day. The people here are so nice that you feel bad even just for being heedless.

Overall, the trip was good. I only missed the beach. Maybe later I will come back to stay overnight and enjoy the beach, if I had money! haha

Here’s some pictures, the view of Chocolate Hills. Stunning.

The view from other side. The blue sky made it all better.

Cruising the river on the floating restaurant.

Tersier. Don’t get fooled, this tiny little monkey is a strict carnivore. It eats insects. Heheh.

The tricycle in Bohol. I like the text on the back, “May God bless our journey”. Bohol is a small island you can never go far. But who knows whats gonna happen, no?! Heheh

Ich screibe auf Deutsch heute. Warum? Ich habe nicht viele dinge im buero zu tun heute. Tatsaechlich, gibt es einige dinge zu tun, aber sie sind nicht dringend. Es ist okay, die dinge zu aufhalten. Ich brauche einen urlaub. Also habe ich im internet surfen, liest News ueber Bayern Muenchen gewinnt gegen Manchester United gestern abend. Dann ploetzlich wurde ich angewiesen, Sprache Deutsch Seiten.
Ich fuehle mich deja vu. Ich habe diese Sprache studiert, wie fuer 3 Jahre jetzt.
Aber ich bin immer noch nicht gut. Ich benutze es selten. Eigentlich mein Chef ist Deutsch, aber ich will ihn nicht zu wissen, dass ich Deutsch sprechen, damit ich ihn auszuspionieren. Ich habe Deutsch Buch, und ich fernsehen, DWTV. Aber sie nicht ausgestrahlt pornos, wie in Deutsch. Hehehe.
Okay, Ich will jetzt arbeiten. Tschuss.

Dari dulu gw suka Bon Jovi. Salah satu band yang menurut gw apapun yang mereka mainkan akan terdengar keren. Harmoni antara suara macho si John Bon Jovi sama cadasnya cobekan gitar Richie Sambora, plus groovy bass di lagu-lagu nya dapat gw dengerin dengan nikmatnya. Jauh banget sama band indihe mendayu-dayu ala 4L4y yang menuh2in chart nya Derings, Inbox tiap pagi di tipi.
Gw bahkan percaya sekalipun si Bon Jovi ini manggung ngebawain single nya Kangen band dengan chord PUSPA ala ST12, bakalan tetap sangar bo. With all respect, masih jauh lah sama band local sekarang yang lagi rame di tipi.

Padahal kalo diperhatiin, lagu mereka sendiri sebenarnya rada ballad, cengeng, cheesy (coba aja perhatiin lagu kayak Always, Bed of Roses, I’ll be there for you, etc) tapi yang penting menurut gw adalah gak terdengar putus asa (kecuali lagu “Lie to me” sumpah ini mbikin hopeless banget). Yah, minimal beat nya bikin semangat lah.
Dan kadang lyric-nyo brilliant. Coba deh dengerin lagu ‘These Days”

…
No one wants to be themselves these days
Still there’s nothing to hold on to but these days
…

…
Don’t you know that all my heroes died
And I guess I’d rather die than fade away
…

thats true! well said, John, nobody wants to be themselves these days.
I think somehow anybody can relate themselves to this song, termasuk gw *curcol.
Lagu ini menurut gw underrated. Gw sendiri gak pernah terlalu merhatiin lagu ini, sampai kemarin waktu di kantor seharian gw cuma bengak bengok males kerja bolak balik ngedetik sama youtube gw nemuin versi accoustic dari lagu ini. Damn, those guys nailed it, it hit me.

Satu yang gw sayangkan adalah kenapa ya mereka gak punya bassist yang legend juga. Gw coba mbandingin mereka dengan salah satu band rock favorit gw lainnya, mr. big. Disana ada Eric Martin, Paul Gilbert, sama bassist nya Billy Sheehan. Mereka semua legend, known as one of greatest musician ever. Kalo bon jovi terlihat sangat didominasi sama si John dan Sambora. Ah tapi tak apa lah, walopun cuma additional player tapi main nya oke juga lah.
Dah ah, mari kita lanjut nge-Bon Jovi lagi, gw lagi malas kerja!

Nonton beritanya si Suneo Asuaji, gw serasa nonton cerita silat Saur Sepuh yang diproduksi sama indiahe bersaudara. Ceritane sebenarnya apik penuh intrik, tapi sayangnya diproduksi sama mereka, akibatnya seng main pasti ra mutu, seng mbikin dialog pasti gak nyambung, plus alur nya mbulet. Buat mereka yang penting mah pake Karce, tung itung itung pake Karce pasti untung.

Gw juga ngbayangin si Suneo itu jadi Brama Kumbara nya, sosok yang gagah, tampan, dan karismatik banyak menarik perhatian wanita, punya kekuasaaan dan membawa kebaikan kepada kerajaan Madangkara. Si Brama Kumbara ini juga punya jurus ajian ajian super sakti, sekali tepok semua orang bisa lewat.

Nah, di episode kemarin dia abis ngeluarin ajian sakti tingkat rendah, salah satu saja dari ajian nya. Tapi akibat ajian tingkat rendah itu semua negeri heboh karena ternyata ada satu orang jadi korban, si Jayus. Sebenarnya si Jayus ini bukan siapa-siapa, dia cuma prajurit rendah Madangkara, gak ganteng, bukan selingkuhan siapa-siapa, gak ada hubungan apa apa sama sinden KD, gak ikut Madangkara idol juga, pokoknya gak penting lah. Tapi tetap saja negeri heboh karena efek dari ajian si Suneo ini.

Dahsyat memang tepokan si Suneo, sekaligus mbikin gw hilang harapan sama negeri Madangkara ini. Gimana enggak, ajian tingkat rendah aja mbikin satu negeri geger. Gimana kalo si Suneo ini ngeluarin Ajian Serat Jiwa tingkat 10 nya ya?
Masih ada gak ya mahapatih kerajaan Madangkara ini yang gak kena efek nya?!
Semoga Tuhan mengampuni.

Tipikal sinetron produksi indiahe, sekarang fokus cerita pun berubah. Si Jayus sekarang jadi bintang utama. Peralihan pusat cerita dari Suneo sebagai si gagah Brama Kumbara ke si Jayus sang abdi Madangkara yang cupu ini nya cukup bagus menurut gw. Banyak yang bilang sebenarnya si Brama Kumbara cuma melepeh saja, tak ingin menyerang siapa-siapa. Si Jayus mah jauh, ilmu nya gak sebanding sama si Brama. Cicak lawan buaya, meminjam istilah dari negeri seberang.

Tapi akibat lepehan ajian si Brama, si Jayus sekarang jadi tampan. Sekarang dia sudah terkenal, omongannya jadi perhatian orang dan mudah saja baginya memikat hati para wanita. Semoga Jayus yang sekarang gak kalah gagah dan ganteng nya itu gak ngefek sia-sia karena ternyata positif homo dan impoten. Ayo tunjukkan pesona mu, Jayus, bernyanyilah. Buat cerita silat ini semakin menarik (dan menyedihkan). Gw menanti kisah selanjutnya -__-

kita cuci mata keliling Dhaka

“It’s okay, you have plenty of exams, but you only have one father.” Rancho said to Raju when they were about to miss an exam after taking Raju’s dad to hospital.
This movie has touched me, somehow reminds me of what really matters in life. It’s not the grades, marks, wealth, or whatever people say; stops caring what people say, life is about chasing your dreams, and is about loving your family and friends.

The movie -which is light, entertaining, a fine combination of emotion that sometime brought you to tears after laugh- has something bigger. It’s not necessarily the new thing that it carries, but sometimes you do need people to tell you what you have already known. This movie has successfully done it well, reminding us of what is really important in this short life. I won’t spoil here, just watch it and you will bless me for giving you this advice.

The characters are strong, played well by the actors and flourishingly ended leaving you satisfied. The plots are good, but still some scenes were being overplayed so to say. I know… I know, most of viewers tend to know better than the directors and the movie crews. Just be patient and try not to be critical. At least this movie is faaar much more better than movies from my country. Sad.

Anyway, like rancho and friends, I was an engineering student myself. Thus I can tell you that those scenes from the engineering schools were close to real shit. haha.. Cold-hearted professor, frustrating final-year project, job interview, those rebellious acts, nonsense classes, all of those still felt so fresh in my memories. Loved it.

Yeah, this is an awesome movie. Thanks for recommending to me.

whoah.. slept late last night watching Youzhny vs Gasquet. This quality of tennis was too early for 1st round of Australian open. They should meet minimum in quarter-final, or maybe semi-final. But the rankings spoke. One can not be a high seed without a high ranking. Poor Gasquet, banned for several months now ranked fifty something. I preferably wanted Gasquet to win. But Youzhny pulled the trigger, saving some match-points, winning some heroic points. This will be remembered as one of the classic encounter.
May the tournament bring more great matches for the next two weeks time.

You have a mobile phone, no? Is it connected to the network everytime? How often do you use your phone? Do you speak over the phone everyday? Do you keep your phone in your pocket all the time? Do you even sleep with your phone under your pillow? Then you might want to ask, why do I want to know?!

For the last couple of days, I have been thinking about the sophisticated world we are living in now, and the reality that builds it. We all know that the wireless telecommunication is based on the radiation of electromagnetic wave in microwave length. This radiation is now all around us, at practically every space we live in.

You also might have already known that electromagnetic radiation in microwave range is absorbed by human body. It’s actually a kind of energy.
While the first law of thermodynamic says:
“Energy can neither be created nor destroyed. It can only change forms.”
where does this absorbed energy go?
I believe something is happening in our body receiving this radiation. Although some studies have already stated that cancer is unlikely to be caused by cellular phones or their base stations and that reviews have found no convincing evidence for other health effects bla bla bla…
read wiki on mobile phone radiation
and that could not be hazardous yada yada… depending on mobile type that you have.
read article on mobile phones radiation level

I still can smell the gimmick here. I mean, why would anybody use a mobile phone that in fact could be such a huge business for millions of people while it is widely informed that a mobile phone is dangerous for health?! Money rules, business is prominent. That is the concept of the world today.

Then let’s move around a bit. Go to the mall, before entering the mall some security guys will put some lame checking stick over your bags and sometimes your body. Those security guys usually give you the best smile they have as well as the warmest regards they can probably say, “hallo good morning, may I check your bag please”. Beep beep, done, you’ve just got more radiation to your body.

The same thing happens in airport. I am a frequent flyer myself. Each time I enter the airport I have to pass several microwave check points. Whoa.. another radiation! But the good thing is that in Indonesia, the checking system is still using the old one, unlike In US, after a failed bomb-attack trial in Dallas had increased security awareness, so to say, by using full body scanner. More like an X-ray system used for medical purpose. There are already also some discussions about this full body scanner with regards the personal privacy. Leave the privacy things, what about the health concern? Is it that necessary to use the X-ray like tools to scan every passenger? lebay!

Now as we move around more, we will find some hot spot areas. Wi-fi! Dang! more electromagnetic radiation. Then you see people sitting next to you in the food court are changing files through Bluetooth.

Really, you just can’t escape radiation nowadays. It’s everywhere, and I think people are being sooo ignorance of the threat caused by the radiation. I will let the experts do the math; they can suggest how much radiations are acceptable.

I was ill yesterday. Lying down was all I did; got my laptop on my bed next to my pillow just to accompany me. Then I got a severe headache. I think there’s a chance that it was caused by the radiation both from my phone (acted as modem and access point) and my wireless computer. Darn.

So, for the sake of my own health and the people around me, I will now lessen the use of my own phone, change my connection in room back into wired connection. More primitive, but healthier I think.

I just read a theory that the more you write, articulate, and verbalise things, the better you become at understanding yourself.

I once endeavored to write at least one post a day.
I failed. Then I lower my expectation, a post in a week.
Still failed.
Okay, then a post in a month. So far I manage to do so, no matter how shallow it is.
If any of you come to this unimportant rambling thought of me regularly (which I believe none of you are since you are sooo using your time unwisely if so) and not finding any update in one month time, please call my family.
Tell them I love them.

May the new year bring joyful and prosperous for all of us.
I know we couldn’t expect things to be all on track all the time, but as long we can stay strong and focus, I am sure all others follow.
Rephrasing an old famous praying for all of us: “God please grant us the serenity to accept the things we cannot change, the courage to change the things we can, and the wisdom to know the difference”.
Yeah, to accept things as it is sometimes could be difficult, albeit we don’t know what to do to change it!

I had done some thinking early this year, about my achievements and mistakes in the past one year, and my plans a year ahead with regards to my long term plan in my life. Good things happened in 2009, so does bad things. But if I sum up I should always be grateful. Yes God, I am very grateful, forever.
For the next year, I can only plan; God will do the rest having my biggest faith that whatever happens would be the best.

So, what are my resolutions this year?
1. …
2. …
3. hoah… after typing and deleting several times, I decided to keep these for myself :p
You know, in general, just like everyone else, I am planning the best in life, love, family, friends, career, etc. Wish me luck!

And as the soundtrack of my early days in new year, I started humming this song out of nowhere, hard to find out. Maybe my subconscious music-mind automatically relates the song with whatever I am going through now. heheh… drama!

Here is “Don’t Dream It’s Over” performed by Crowded House, there also the later cover version by Sixpence None the Richer.

There is freedom within, there is freedom without
Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
There’s a battle ahead, many battles are lost
But you’ll never see the end of the road
While you’re travelling with me

Hey now, hey now
Don’t dream it’s over
Hey now, hey now
When the world comes in
They come, they come
To build a wall between us
We know they won’t win

Now I’m towing my car, there’s a hole in the roof
My possessions are causing me suspicion but there’s no proof
In the paper today tales of war and of waste
But you turn right over to the T.V. page

Hey now, hey now
Don’t dream it’s over
Hey now, hey now
When the world comes in
They come, they come
To build a wall between us
We know they won’t win

Now I’m walking again to the beat of a drum
And I’m counting the steps to the door of your heart
Only the shadows ahead barely clearing the roof
Get to know the feeling of liberation and relief

Hey now, hey now
Don’t dream it’s over
Hey now, hey now
When the world comes in
They come, they come
To build a wall between us
Don’t ever let them win

I am not whining nor complaining.
I am just… fyoh, sooo tired.

But thank God its December.
I can already smell the holidays

Whatever you are, be a good one.
- Abraham Lincoln

Gw suka banget sama quote yang ini, karena berbau duniawi padahal dilandaskan pada konsep yang spirituil.
Maksudnyo.. buat gw quote ini berarti bahwa mau jadi apa gw nanti itu adalah sudah ditentukan oleh nasib, sudah ada yang mengatur, tinggal gw lah yang menentukan level nya nanti.
Misalnya..: nasib membawa gw jadi engineer, ini misalnya loh yaa… maka pilihan gw adalah:

1. engineer baik yang kere.
2. engineer cupu yang kere.
3. engineer telo yang kere.
4. engineer ganteng yang kere

*kenapa semua kere? karena engineer juga takdirnya adalah kere. Tinggal milih lagi jadi kere yang baik, kere yang cupu, atau kere yang gimana terserah.

Oke, jadi misalnya garis tangan gw saat ini adalah jadi engineer, tapi mau jadi engineer kayak apa, itu adalah keputusan gw.
Dan gw sudah putuskan bahwa gw akan menjadi engineer yang baik. Efeknya, gw tahu bahwa semua perbuatan ke-engineering-an gw harus baik. Karena gw udah tau tujuan gw adalah “baik”, maka gw harus konstan di jalan “baik”, kalau nggak ya gak kan sampai-sampai. Sama seperti di jalan raya. Lo udah tau tujuan lo mau kesana, tapi malah memilih untuk berbelok-belok. Suatu saat mungkin saja akan sampai, tapi gw rasa hidup terlalu singkat untuk dibawa berputar-putar terlalu jauh.

Balik lagi ke yang baik-baik. Nah, sekarang gw tanya diri gw lagi; apa gw udah cukup baik belum ya? sumpah gw bingung.
Gw yakin ukuran baik pastinya beda-beda. Bisa aja menurut gw baik tapi kata lu kurang asik; menurut lo baik belum tentu kata si dia baik.
Sama seperti kalo lo baik ke cewe cantik sama lo baik ke cewe jelek juga pasti beda, bukan?!
*he? sama?! gay!

Karena itu lah kadang gw berpikir walaupun gw udah mati-matian jungkir balik ngerjain kerjaan gw tapi masih aja belum dianggap baik sama orang lain itu adalah wajar.
Gw kerja dengan baik supaya orang senang. Karena gw percaya mbikin orang senang itu baik, tapi ya… susah. You can’t please all of the people all of the time.

Karena dengan gw berpikir bahwa gw adalah engineer yang baik bukan berarti gw tiba-tiba bisa menjadi superman, then suddenly I am damn good in this area. Kalo aslinya cupu ya tetap cupu saja, kalo dulu nya gak bisa ya bukan berarti tiba-tiba kalo gw mikir gw mo jadi baik ah, lalu tiba-tiba bisa. Ya tetep saja cupu. Tapi gw percaya kalo gw udah set pikiran untuk jadi engineer yang baik, at least gw tau engineer yang baik mestinya bisa nyelesaikan itu, maka gw akan belajar menguasainya. Dan yang paling penting menurut gw, itu akan datang dari diri sendiri, it comes from the heart. Sesuatu yang pake hati pasti akan meninggalkan kesan yang dalam (termasuk patah hati). Huee…

Kata-kata si Abraham ini memang maut! Mengingatkan gw bahwa its not about what you do specifically, but how you do it. Gak peduli lu cuma peran figuran atau peran utama. If you are not a good person, what does your skill really matter to the rest of population?! nothing. You are just making it worse.
So please please be good everyone, whatever you are; engineer, doctor, policeman, KPK, jaksa, uztad, boyfriend, girlfriend, mafia, stripper, gambler, whatever. I am trying hard myself. I promise.

*Sumpah, ini bukan curhat kerjaan karena abis dimarahin boss.

This has been viewed 39-milions times by people whom I think mostly are away from his or hers.
This song makes you happy, yet sad in someways; if that’s possible

Hey there Delilah
What’s it like in New York City?
I’m a thousand miles away
But girl, tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can’t shine as bright as you
I swear it’s true

Hey there Delilah
Don’t you worry about the distance
I’m right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it’s my disguise
I’m by your side

Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
What you do to me

Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me, girl
Someday I’ll pay the bills with this guitar
We’ll have it good
We’ll have the life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey there Delilah
I’ve got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I’d write it all
Even more in love with me you’d fall
We’d have it all

Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they’ve got planes and trains and cars
I’d walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we’ll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you’re to blame

Hey there Delilah
You be good and don’t you miss me
Two more years and you’ll be done with school
And I’ll be making history like I do
You’ll know it’s all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here’s to you
This one’s for you

Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
What you do to me.

Someone has just recommended this menu to cook.
Love the part when it says “cara membuat: campur semua bahan”. ehehe… as simple as it is. And there are only 2 lines on “cara membuat”. Love it!

Bahan:
150 gram kentang, kupas, potong besar, goreng, haluskan
2 butir bawang merah
2 siung bawang putih
2 sendok makan kornet sapi
1 butir kuning telur
Garam, merica, pala secukupnya
1 sendok makan irisan daun seledri
1 butir putih telur, kocok
Minyak untuk menggoreng

Cara membuat:
1. Campur semua bahan. Bentuk bulat gepeng.
2. Celup putih telur. Goreng.

Karena di sini kornet sapi itu susah nyari nya, maka kornet diganti dengan ikan sarden yang dihancurkan. Lalu minyak goreng diganti dengan margarin. daun seledri juga gak ada disini.
best food I ever cooked!
sumber: http://resepbunda.wordpress.com/2008/04/14/perkedel-kentang-kornet-sapi/

I’ve been in the search of my future phone and wife. Love my current Diamond, but its getting old. Aside Windows Mobile 6.1 doesn’t seem good enough anymore and it is getting a bit slow. Too much running program I think, while it doesn’t have that big RAM. While my other stupid phone is getting more stupid everyday. Countless wrong addressed SMS, dropped calls, proof of stupidity.

So! I’ve been hunting this freaking cute Iphone 3GS for the last couple of months. You know I am not sooo buying the Iphone from Telkomsel. Too damn expensive. Plus if I had an Iphone I would use that as my first phone that doesnt come with a Telkomsel card. I have my second phone with Telkomsel but I don’t want too much (money and work) on that. Fcuk, too complicated.

So anyway, actually I am not that much of an apple fanboy, but since I was using this seductive lustful cute Iphone couple of months ago for testing purpose I’ve been in love with it. perfect perfect perfect. Umm, well actually I did find some defects on it but it has been reported and now they are coming with OS3.0. They would be a total idiot if they hadn’t had it fixed. So now it would be a perfect 100gr toy of joy.

Then now I have to find one that is factory unlocked. It’s not easy. I’ve been in search for this everywhere. Actually a friend of mine offered me a black-marketed one. Yea, you know dude; mangga dua is the place for this. But if I really really want something, I want it to be special. I don’t want that easy way. Plus I am not buying cool (and expensive) stuffs without guarantee.

So here I am, as my job requires me to travel A LOT, let me emphasize, A LOT, so one thing I look for in a place I visit (except the local chick*) is the apple reseller.
I have checked in Australia, AU$900. dammit!! They have rich Telkomsel fucker in their blood.
Then there are also Italy, Belgium, Hongkong, but still haven’t checked the price. France, buy the phone and then request for an unlock at 100 Euro charge. Dammit. Technology (and joy) is truly expensive. Let’s see let’s see whether I have to bury my dream of having an Iphone deeply or I stupidly buy one and go hungry with no money for food for the next one year.
Or maybe I this dream will end happily.. crossing fingers.

update 14.01.2010
hoah, still too much, not a smart spending.
Hence now I decide to bury my dream of having iPhone deeply for indefinite time.
Until then, bye iPhone!

I couldn’t stop listening to this guy. He’s great, singing a great song.

Man in the Mirror

Gotta make a change
For once in my life
It’s gonna feel real good
Gonna make a difference
Gonna make it right

As I turned up the collar on
A favorite winter coat
This wind is blowin’ my mind
I see the kids in the street
With not enough to eat
Who am I to be blind
Pretending not to see their needs

A summer’s disregard
A broken bottle top
And a one man’s soul
They follow each other
On the wind ya’ know
‘Cause they got nowhere to go
That’s why I want you to know

I’m starting with the man in the mirror
I’m asking him to change his ways
And no message could have been any clearer
If you wanna make the world a better place
Take a look at yourself and then make a change, yey
Na na na, na na na, na na na na oh ho

I’ve been a victim of
A selfish kinda love
It’s time that I realize
There are some with no home
Not a nickel to loan
Could it be really pretending that they’re not alone

A willow deeply scarred
Somebody’s broken heart
And a washed out dream
They follow the pattern of the wind ya’ see
‘Cause they got no place to be
That’s why I’m starting with me

I’m starting with the man in the mirror
I’m asking him to change his ways
And no message could have been any clearer
If you wanna make the world a better place
Take a look at yourself and then make a change
…

Sudah hampir akhir Ramadhan. Kalau dievaluasi seperti IPM, semua nilai saya di Ramadhan ini need improvement; kalau IPK paling cuma satu koma; kalau nilai rapor pasti banyak merah nyo. Gak ada bagus-bagusnya blas. Mungkin saya termasuk orang yang puasa ne cuma ndapat haus dan lapar, plus kepala pusing.

Sekali-kali nya datang ceramah tarawih saya cuma ngedumel-dumel kecil dalam hati kok yang dibahas ini lagii ini lagiii. Bosan. Sambil browing kaskus, ceramah tarawih cuma masuk telinga kiri keluar telinga kanan.

Tapi jika saya renungi lagi, beruntung lah karena yang dibahas cuma itu-itu saja saya jadi hapal: tentang esensi puasa yang bukan lah cuma menahan haus dan lapar. Puasa seperti training center untuk hidup ikhlas, menahan emosi, tolong menolong menjadikan dunia sebagai tempat hidup yang lebih baik untuk semua.

Dari awal saya sudah salah berharap pada makhluk Tuhan.
Saya bekerja berharap kerjaan saya dilihat, dipuji lalu naik gaji
Saya ke mesjid berharap bisa ketemu jodoh anak pak Haji saya juga sudah pasang ring back tone Tombo Ati
Saya datang ke Masjid Pondok Indah berharap masuk tipi.
Saya memberi kepada orang miskin dengan tinggi hati.
Saya sudah salah asuhan.
Saya lebih mementingkan kuantitas daripada kualitas. Semakin banyak saya memberi semakin banyak saya berharap kembali. Tanpa saya sadari setiap saya memberi saya hanya akan menambah kekecewaan saja nantinya.

Begitulah, prinsip dasar puasa yang diulang-ulang setiap ceramah saja saya belum paham. Gimana mau lanjut ngebahas yang lain. I think I have been misled.

And people tend to regret something they have lost.
I have lost a lot. I mean A LOT… I don’t know how to get them back.
I can’t change the past, but I hope am sure I will get better.
Karena itu walaupun saya elek-elekan dalam puasa kali ini, saya tetap memohon untuk diluluskan. Doakan saya.

In the name of Allah, the most Gracious Most Merciful
I would like to take this opportunity to wish all my Muslim friends and families “Happy Fasting” in this Holy month of Ramadhan.
I wish and pray that we all will manage to fast and keep up the prayers

Untuk sahaya, puasa kali ini sepertinya harus di rantau lagi, sahur, puasa, dan berbuka sendiri.
Dan hari pertama sahaya sukses tidak sahur. eheh…
Mari mari kita nikmati puasa Ramadhan ini

I was very impressed by this superhero kind of movie; not necessarily the plot or the story of the entire movie. It was an action movie, so why bother the story too much. I was just enjoying the silat fighting in it. They have action sequences that leave me gasping and squirming in my seat. Better than Jackie Chan’s movies. All hail to the film’s fight coordinator.

Then talking about the story, I am quite familiar with the tradition of Merantau. I am a Minang-nese myself, a young man from West Sumatra who leaves his village to fulfill the coming-of-age rite of passage, Merantau. Here’s an old related post about merantau. Well I am not trying to relate myself with the furious Yuda on the screen. I am nothing like him of course, the Silat Harimau and stuffs. I was raised mostly influenced by modern era, thus I master Karate, a Japanese martial art that I practiced for years and still no good in it rather than Silat, the tradional one.

Being raised in the “modernization”, still I find it implausible that Yuda decides to trespass on a construction site to stay nights when he could look for a nearby mosque. I surely know that in kampuang (village) in Minangkabau, males have been raised with religious neighborhood. Males are even sometimes being asked to leave house just to stay in the mosque deepening the religious and cultural material. In the earlier scenes, it was also shown that Yuda and his family are religious. So I just don’t get it why Yuda leaves all his religious way of thinking in Jakarta.

Aside from that one there are also some more scenes bringing more questions to me, such: why the hell the blood are pink on their shirts; how Yuda manages to beat all of them without catching his breathe; why there were shooting in the lift, … so on and so forth. But I think I will keep it for myself. As I told you earlier, this is an action movie, he?! Why bother the story too much
Just enjoy the fun

I can’t concentrate.
This presentation slide that I have been working at for the last couple of days is still having no progress.
I am having new project next week but I still haven’t prepared any documentation yet.
I can’t think, I can’t read. I also haven’t finished any book yet.
My body is here but my soul is not.

This is so sick, man.

Where have all the spirits gone?

Something is wrong.

Shite

I don’t get it.

Ini cerita udah lewat beberapa hari yang lalu. Hari itu biasa aja. Hari kerja, cuman besok nya libur, karena mo berangkat outing cerita nya.

Sudah jam 6 sore. Gw masih di kantor. Masih ada juga beberapa orang di meja masing-masing. Tapi secara umum lantai 8 ini udah sepi dan masih dingin karena hembusan AC plus siraman hujan. Dan pergilah gw ke toilet untuk pipis lanjut sholat maghrib.

Pas jalan keluar ruangan pun juga masih biasa aja, di lorong ke toilet juga belum terjadi apa-apa, lalu pas buka pintu toilet; masyaAllah bau nyaaaaaaaaaaa… (huruf a nya masih kurang banyak sebenarnya.. *lebay) pesing gilo! Biasanya tak begini. Abis makan apa tha orang-orang aneh gini bau kencing nyo?!
Tak tahan gw langsung keluar lagi. Tapi masalah belum selesai. Kebelet tho yo, mesti pipis. Dilema jadinya.

Lalu tiba-tiba setan idiot berbisik “ayo kencing di toilet wanita saja, itu pintunya di sebelah, sudah malam, sudah sepi.. hayo sana”. Dan tiba-tiba juga gw jadi lebih idiot dari setan idiot itu dengan mengiyakan bisikan maut itu. Maka masuklah ke toilet wanita… untuk pertama kali dalam hidup ini.

Pengalaman legendaris… tak pernah sebelumnya gw masuk toilet wanita, this is a place where not all real men have gone before.

Ternyata di dalam nya ASYIK .
Warna dominan nya pink, ada wastafel, ada tempat ee’, ada… apa lagi ya?!
umm, oke ralat…
ternyata di dalam nya BIASA AJA…
Warna dominan nya pink, ada wastafel dan ada tempat ee’ di 3 bilik. That’s it.
Gw bingung kenapa kadang cewecewe di kantor kalo ke toilet suka rame-rame. Apa sih yang dicari di dalam toilet BIASA AJA begini.

Memang ada satu perbedaan mencolok dengan toilet laki-laki, yaitu kebersihan nya. Di sini bau nya harum, lantai nya juga bersih, kering. Kalo di toilet cowo kan kadang becek, plus yang paling bikin naik darah adalah orang yang pipis di tempat pipis (apa sih namanya ini? tempat pipis yang nempel ke dinding itu? tau kan?) pipisnya berantakan. Pada bececeran di lantai. Jorok pisan.

Maka dengan melihat tempat bersih seperti itu semangat pipis gw pun bangkit kembali. Gw langsung masuk ke bilik tempat ee’ dan (maaf) kencing berdiri.

Tiba-tiba waktu gw lagi pipis ada suara sepatu masuk toilet. Lalu terdengar suara wanita-wanita. Gw kaget! Asem, mana gw masih pipis. Sambil tangan gw masih memegang sesuatu yang ukuran nya cukup lumayan itu (halah pesan sponsor) gw berusaha menutup pintu bilik. Alhasil pipis gw sukses bececeran menodai lantai kering.

Selesai pipis gw bimbang, keluar gak ya. Tapi daripada bikin kehebohan gw tungguin aja. Semenit… dua menit… tiga menit… lima menit… asem, kok lama?! Cewe-cewe itu masih kedengeran suara nya.
Setelah hampir tertidur akhir nya terdengar juga suara pintu tertutup. Yes, keluar juga mereka akhirnya. Gw pun menyelinap keluar bilik. Dan ternyata.. Jeng jeng!!! Ternyata masih ada satu.
Hening…
krik krik…
krik krik…

tanpa aba-aba dia teriak …
gw masih pura-pura bego, bingung antara mau berlagak jadi banci atau menyatu dengan pintu.
…
akhirnya gw cuma bengong.
…

Jadi gini ya, sebenarnya di toilet cowo gw juga kadang-kadang suka ngelihat ada cewe. Tapi bedanya dia pake masker dan pegang tangkai pel.
Gw jadi bertanya-tanya apakah kalau ada cowo pakai masker dan pegang tangkai pel di dalam toilet cewe akan tetap diteriaki?

D’oh! gw bingung dari sekian banyak kejadian di hidup gw beberapa waktu terakhir kok gw malah nulis yang tentang ginian ya?! Bukannya cari apa gitu yang lebih bermanfaat. Ra mutu emang kowe, Bul!

my first published post using my (not so) new gadget.
it is qwerty
…
and it is NOT blackberry

I wrote this note on my flight back to Jakarta from Padang.

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Alone on this cold flight, I am looking back on how the holiday was. It was short and tiring, but surely unforgettable; coming back home, feeling the warmth and enjoying every breath in it. Not to mention the super duper delicious home made food by my mom. (it was only 4 days, I think I gained weight already) Then, meeting old friends in Padang. Getting around remembering some old good old days with my sister.
To make it better I was accompanied by a group of my closest friends whom to some of them were their first visit to Padang. Perfect.
Maka nikmat Tuhan yang mana kah yang kamu dustakan?

My main reason going back to Padang actually was to attend my best buddy’s wedding. He marries his long time girlfriend. I knew they would be together. I just knew. Sometime you just have the feeling that people are meant to be together, don’t you? Eventough their journey was not easy but you know they would be together. You just know.

This kind of thought also came to my mind when I observed this other couple. You know what?! at first you wouldn’t believe they have been together since forever. They scream to each other, they fight everyday. Not just everyday, but everytime, on everything. I might sound exaggerating, but believe me the smallest simplest most basic thing could have been the source of argumentation by them, e.g. the way he responsed to her statement. She didn’t like the lazy and mocking sound of his sentences. They fought. Loud voices, high tone, furrowed forehead, but you could never see hatred. She mentioned “nyebelin” many times. But that’s it. That could never go further. They are really into each other, no pretending, and no need other people to come to their relationship.
I would have to say that I couldn’t imagine anyone better for each other rather than themselves.

Let’s relate this with the president election. We all know that the candidates come in pair. The President candidate will choose his/her vice president candidate. Some said that Boediono will be SBY’s weakness. I think that could be proven wrong. They lead the race with more than 50% votes. Ando some said that Prabowo could have been the dark horse on this race… IF he was not paired with that brainless self oriented big lady. Eheh… enough of nonsense talking.

Back to the holiday, next friday I am going to Jogjakarta. My other best buddy will get married there. Yeah, it is mating season Everybody gets married.
Best wishes for you guys all for your new lives. May your loves last forever and you live your lives to the fullest.

Some say follow your heart, some say think logically otherwise you will get lost.

Me? how about me? heh? are you asking me? marriage? umm… ahaha… next year, maybe. Still searching.. eheh.. searching the sign that could convince me…
I know You are reading, help me.

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*eventually I did not make it to Jogja

Sedang tidak terlalu punya waktu untuk menulis, tapi sedang tidak terlalu punya niat juga untuk kerja. Jadi gw mau menulis tahvava saja yang ada di kepala hotak gw beberapa hari terakhir

1. Gw mau gondrong lagi. Rasanya lebih enak gondrong. Kalo lagi naik sepeda bisa berkibar-kibar, kalo lagi main gitar bisa dikibas-kibas, kalo lagi kurang ganteng bisa jadi alasan, kalo lagi ngantuk bisa buat nutupin mata, dan kalo lagi pengen bisa dipotong.

2. Cost saving di company gw mulai mengesalkan. Biasa dapat bintang 5 sekarang cuma dikasi bintang kejora. Hotel pertama yang tak ado gym dan kolam renang. Mengesalkan

3. Merasa hidup sangat tidak sehat beberapa minggu terakhir. Kombinasi double combo maut KFC + indomie berkontribusi besar.

4. This area I am staying now, has one of the best mangoes ever. They can be creative as hell. Love the local dried mangoes.

5. Ternyata gw gak punya baju. Foto2 facebook yang di tag temen2 dari acara kawinan, baju gw cuma itu-itu aja.

6. Gw juga gak punya celana. Nunggu diskon levi’s lama betul… Kata teman, levi’s mah gak pernah diskon. I doubt that. Margin mereka besar sekali, akan tiba masanya mereka ngasi diskon.

7. Miss home, terribly. Meskipun begitu, terkait dengan point 5 dan 6, gw jadi ada kekhawatiran sendiri pas mau pulang in 2 weeks time. Siap mental saja lah menghadapi si mama.

8. I still have to put first things first, make priorities. Time is clicking. I have to use the time wisely. No more “24-hours-in-a-day-just-isn’t-enough-for-me” feeling.

9. Roger Federer has finally made it, 14th title and first Roland Garros title. Can’t wait to see his great but humble rivalry with the great but humble Rafael Nadal. Wimbledon 2009.

Sudah.

meaning:

A) A phrase that seems to simply state the obvious but actually implies helplessness.

B) A phrase that seems to simply state the obvious but actually means “it will be what it is,” as in “it ain’t gonna change, so deal with it or don’t.”

C) Used often in the business world, this incredibly versatile phrase can be literally translated as “fuck it.”

by urbandictionary.com

Woohoo… Alhamdulillah.. Akhirnya sepeda gw jadi! Ingat tulisan analisis SWOT gw yang dulu buat beli sepeda lagi? Akhirnya minggu kemarin dengan gagah gembira gw menyambangi toko sepeda yang dari dulu udah gw ancer-ancer.
Awalnya niat gak niat gitu, masih jelas terbayang di kepala gw trauma kecelakaan di Bandung dulu. Tapi setelah melihat barang-barang di toko nya, darah cyclist di dalam diri gw mendidih… :p
Udah lamaaa banget rasanya gw gak ngobrol-ngobrol dengan orang yang tau apa kekhasan MTB hard tail, kenapa v-brake tetep gak phased out walopun udah ada disc brake sekarang, track downhill yang mantap, so on and so forth.
Bagaikan mendapat hidayah, setelah itu gw langsung merancang spec sepeda gw sendiri.

Frame: Master M Pro 17″
Front fork: RST Gila
Groupset: Shimano Acera
Brake: Shimano V-brake
Handlebar: Zoom
Headset: Zoom
Headstem: Zoom
Handle grip: Soft
Saddle: Velo Plush
Seatpost: Zoom
Tyre: Kenda 26” x 1”95
Wheelset: Alexrims EN24 (Black Edition)
Speedometer: Cat Eye velo 8

Untuk frame sebenarnya gw lebih milih cari yang generic, tapi ternyata sudah susah barang nya sekarang. Si koko nawarin Master M pro hitam dove. Cinta pada pandangan pertama ukuran nya 17″ sebenarnya agak kegedean dikit sih buat gw, tapi tak apa lah masih acceptable. Lalu group set ya suda lah, mau pilih apa lagi selain Shimano Acera ini. Mau beli XTR duit tak ado. Handlebar, seatpost, dll semua gw percayain ama merk Zoom. Singkat cerita toko sepeda yang satu ini emang bangke. Barang-barang nya menggoda iman mengguncang nafsu, berpotensi besar bikin gw jatuh miskin.

Oke, main sepeda di usia “belia” seperti gw ini bisa bagus bisa juga buruk untuk kesehatan :p. Lutut kiri gw pernah geser dulu waktu gw masih di Bandung gara-gara sepedaan ke Lembang. Butuh 3 bulan untuk kembali normal. Gara-gara itu selama 3 bulan gw cuma bisa olahraga renang kayak orang sakit asma. Sebenarnya Tuhan sudah mengingatkan kita, segala sesuatu yang berlebihan itu tidak baik. So sekarang gw harus bisa mengkontrol supaya kejadian seperti itu gak terulang lagi. Gw harus bagi-bagi jadwal sepedaan, jadwal tennis, jadwal berenang, dan lain-lainnya.

Untuk sepedaan tentunya gak bisa cuma dijadwal sejam-dua jam. Apalagi kalau sepedaan nya ngambi track cross country (xc). Dan gw udah punya rencana XC minggu ini ke hutan nya UI. Track cupu memang, tapi rasanya gw mesti pemanasan dulu lah sebelum nanti kembali menjajah Lembang-puncrut-dago just like the good old times. Demi rencana ini, udah beberapa hari terakhir gw bangun jam 5an, bersih-bersih, sholat (alhamdulillah sepeda gw bawa kebaikan, biasa subuh jam 6 mepet :p), then langsung berangkat sepedaan track ringan keliling Pondok Indah, sambil cuci-cuci mata liat ABeGe berangkat sekolah.

So far so good, all good…
Hanya saja nyokap gw belum tau. Kalau nyokap tau, gw yakin ceramah panjang e.g. “ondee bujang… bilo lah ka gadang, bantuak anak-anak juo, cari lah bini lai”

Gw cuma bisa pura-pura budek.

*kereta angin=sepeda, sebutan dari nenek

… I have to put first things first

Love Don Henley and The Eagles

…
I got the call today, I didn’t wanna hear
But I knew that it would come
An old true friend of ours was talkin’ on the phone
She said you found someone

And I thought of all the bad luck,
And all the struggles we went through
How I lost me and you lost you
What are these voices outside love’s open door
Make us throw off our contentment
And beg for something more?

Reff:
I’ve been learning to live without you now
But I miss you sometimes
The more I know, the less I understand
All the things I thought I knew, I’m learning them again
I’ve been tryin’ to get down to the Heart of the Matter
But my will gets weak
And my thoughts seem to scatter
But I think it’s about forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if, even if you don’t love me anymore
…

These times are so uncertain
There’s a yearning undefined
And people filled with rage
We all need a little tenderness
How can love survive in such a graceless age

And the trust and self-assurance that lead to happiness
They’re the very things we kill, I guess
Pride and competition cannot fill these empty arms
And the work they put between us,
You know it doesn’t keep us warm

Back to Reff
…

All the people in your life who’ve come and gone
They let you down, you know they hurt your pride
Better put it all behind you; cause life goes on
You keep carrin’ that anger, it’ll eat you up inside

I wanna be happily everafter
And my heart is so shattered
But I know it’s about forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if, even if you don’t love me anymore

I’ve been tryin’ to get down to the Heart of the Matter
Because the flesh will get weak
And the ashes will scatter
So I’m thinkin’ about forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if you don’t love me anymore

alah makan?
alah mandi?
lalok lah lai…
jago lah lai…
antah heh! lalok ka lalok se karajo
alah sembayang?
jago lah katiko adzan subuah tu
kamehan lah rumah ko ha
kamehan kain di sampiang, hari ka hujan

Ungkapan khas nenek umi waktu aku masih tinggal bersama nya. Kadang semua ucapan nenek terdengar begitu mengesalkan buat ku karena mengganggu keasyikan ku membaca komik Dragon Ball atau menonton Ksatria Baja Hitam di RCTI.
Sekali-kali kau bisa dengar aku berdecak kesal.. “ck.. ah!”
Cukup pelan aku yakin, tak akan terdengar oleh nenek. Tentu saja aku tak mau dianggap anak durhaka oleh nenek karena berdecak kesal pada nya.

Ingat betul aku waktu itu kelas 3 SD, di rumah di Suka Berenang. Setelah berkelahi dengan si uda, aku menangis meraung-raung. Nenek berusaha menenangkan ku, memegang kedua tangan ku dari depan, seakan-akan ingin berkata “jadi laki-laki jangan cengeng”. Aku meronta-ronta, menangis semakin jadi, tanpa kusadari kaki ku naik menendang nenek. Tidak keras memang, tapi sudah sangat sangat keras untuk menyakiti hati nenek. Ampuni ya Tuhan.. cucu durhaka macam apa yang telah dibesarkan nya ini.
Itu pertama aku melihat nenek menangis.

Kemarin siang aku ke tempat nenek. Nenek sudah 3 hari susah makan, kata tante. Tidur nya pun gak bangun-bangun. Aku duduk di samping nenek yang tertidur. Biasanya begitu jemari tangan nya kugenggam nenek akan balas menggenggam kuat, sangat kuat, sambil membuka mata nya melihat kepada ku.
Kadang nenek bercerita tentang orang-orang atau kejadian apa yang entah aku sedikitpun tak mengerti.
Tapi kemarin tidak.
Tangan nenek lemas. matanya terus terpejam. Kubelai-belai kepalanya, ku kecup keningnya, sambil ku bisikkan kata-kata ke telinga nya, tetap tak ada respons.
Tak satu kata pun, tak sekedip pun nenek membuka mata. Hanya nafas nenek yang terdengar berat.

Entah kenapa aku menangis.

Nenek sudah lupa sama aku beberapa bulan terakhir. Pikun mungkin. Kadang nenek bertanya “sia ko?’ kadang nenek cuma melihat dengan tatapan orang asing. Aku pun terbiasa bercerita tentang diriku pada nenek. tak mengapa kataku. sedih, tapi tak mengapa. aku makin sayang malahan.

Kemarin aku sudah siap mau bercerita lagi sama nenek. Tapi nenek sepertinya tidak siap.
ah, bodo’ ah. aku tetap mau cerita. “nek ko ian nek, cucu nenek. lai takana dek nenek?”
dan biasanya nenek akan merespon “oo, iyo.. bilo tibo? lah lamo di siko?”
Tapi kemarin nenek tetap diam…

diam-diam aku menangis lagi.

Aku tatap wajah nenek yang semakin kurus.. aku lihat diantara kelopak mata nya yang tertutup, terdapat genangan air mata…
Aku rasa nenek menangis..
Untuk kedua kali nya… di depan aku..

Sore menjelang magrib, di pangkuan aku dan si uda, sambil disuapi tante, nenek dipanggil Allah.

Innalillahi wa inna ilaihirajiun..

Selamat Jalan Nenek.
Ampuni aku, nek.
Cucu nenek ini akan berusaha agar doa nya untuk nenek bisa diterima.
…

My killer forehand

My effective backhand

oh, I miss the good game…

proyek anak kampus gw

as much as I like the idea, I think I would love the movie as well
no matter how sad it could make me
so good luck guys.. semoga film nya sukses

suatu ketika
di tengah hidup yang biasa saja
cinta menuliskan cerita dongeng nya

hari yang panas dan gerah
aku memainkan gitar
kamu menyanyikan lagu nya

bunyi gitar ku sumbang
suara mu cempreng
gak ada bagus-bagusnya

tapi tetap terdengar indah
karena ada cinta
antara kita

biarlah orang berkata apa
karena cint…

bletak…!! woi! lalok se karajo! bantuak wa’ang lai bul bul.. tangah hari malayang-layang juo pangana.
karajo banyak tu ha..

or maybe not…

I don’t know…
I just hate knowing what I know.

1. Deket sama tempat tinggal gw. enough said.

2. The most important -> musholla di PIM adalah salah satu yang terbaik dari moll-moll yang penah gw kunjungi.
Gw jelas jauh dari alim, gak ada bau-baunya malah. Bejat bangsat? lumayanlah tapi setidaknya gw masih gak nyaman ngerasa guilty aja kalo gak sholat.
Sekali di moll gw bisa berjam-jam; makan, ngobrol ngalor ngidul, baca komik di gramedia, nonton, cari2 gadget diskon, all that stuffs yang membuat hati tenang dan jiwa senang.
Tapi yang mengganggu justru pas bertemu dengan waktu sholat. Di beberapa moll yang pernah gw kunjungi gw terpaksa ke musholla yang tak jauh lebih baik dari sebuah gudang kecil di pojokan basement parkir, pengap, karpet dan sajadah bau, becek karena bekas wudhu. Dan untuk mencapainya kadang gw mesti turun tangga secara manual karena the so called musholla tersebut gak bisa dicapai dengan lift saja. Hati yang tadinya tenang dan ingin berterima kasih lewat sholat malah jadi gundah gulana.
So thanks yo PIM udah nyediain tempat yang enak, lega dingin, wangi, dan nyaman untuk gw laporan ke BOS besar.

…Maka kecelakaanlah bagi orang-orang yang shalat, (yaitu) orang-orang yang lalai dari shalatnya,
orang-orang yang berbuat riya, dan enggan (menolong dengan) barang berguna.
QS. Al-Ma’un, 4-7

Long wiken lagi, dan di rumah lagi saja. Setelah perjalanan jahanam ke Bromo minggu lalu yang tanpa terasa telah menghabiskan jatah duit hura-hura gw untuk bulan ini makanya gw bertekad minggu ini mo di rumah sajo lah. Bersantai, bersih2 rumah, baca-baca buku yang belum kebaca, nonton-nonton DVD bajakan yang belum ditonton, berpikir merenung2 mencari makna hal2 yang telah terjadi, mengerjakan sedikit kerjaan yang masih tertunda, mempertajam skill guitar yang kok segitu-gitu ajo, lanjut belajar masak bersama si mba, dan pokoknya semua kegiatan go green dan bersahabat dengan dompet.

Sampai Jumat malam rencana ini sepertinya akan berjalan mulus lancar bebas hambatan.
1. Godaan Java Jazz gw tahan. Telpon kawan2 menanyakan: lu dateng jam berapa ama siapa?” gw jawab “aduh gw gak nonton deh tahun ini” padahal sebenarnya gw mo bilang “kalo duitnya ado gw juga udah pergi nonton dari siang kalee.” eheh. maaf yo teman2.
Btw, gw juga ngerasa esensi java Jazz sedikit agak gimanaa gitu. Orang2 pergi kesana cuma karena ya semua orang pergi kesana. Gak semua yang datang suka Jazz. Tapi ya itulah yang namanya festival. Orang datang dengan alasan berbeda.
Ditambah lagi pengaruh pop yang sudah makin besar di festival ini. Jason Mraz pulak yang datang. semua orang ngerasa the biggest fan of Jason Mraz, padahal tau apa ABeGe2 itu.. gw udah denger si om jauh hari sebelum ABeGe itu belajar membaco di sekolah… (lebay)

2. Untuk rutinitas tennis Sabtu pagi gw udah siap dengan sebotol besar aqua, jadi ndak perlu beli air di lapangan lagi. Tinggal bayar iuran lapangan sajo. sip.. lumayaan… bisa hemat. Dan si Sahadud juga ternyata bawa roti enak. Alhamdulillah.. sarapan gratis. Gw merasa benar-benar direstui Tuhan menjalankan misi berhemat ini.

3. Sabtu siang gw ingat motor biadab gw masih di cibubur. Sudah disuru ambil karena kalo gak diambil mau dijual kiloan ke tukang loak, hadeuh.. Telpon si uda minta fasilitas antar jemput, dengan agak terpaksa si uda mengantarkan. Lumayan hemat lagii.. gak perlu ongkos. eheh… makan siang juga nebeng disana dulu. eheh.. lumayaaan.. makan enak. Pas agak sore sebelum pulang makan lagi, siapa tahu bisa tahan ampe malam gak perlu makan lagi. Trus liat-liat isi kulkas untuk ngembat kecil-kecilan. Lalu dengan dalih lupa bawa ATM dan duit udah abis, minta dibekelin duit buat beli bensin. ahaha…

Tapi ternyata Tuhan maha tahu. Sesuatu yang berlebihan itu tidak baik. Sejujurnya gw juga udah mulai ngerasa kalau penghematan gw kali ini rada biadab, udah kayak orang padang pelit :p

1. Pas mo pulang dari Cibubur langit gelap banget, suara guruh sahut menyahut, angin cukup kencang menerbangkan jemuran dan menyingkap rok anak sekolah (halah, paan sih).
Pokoknya tanda mau hujan besar sudah lengkap lah. hadeuh.. macam mana mau pulang ini. Lalu semua orang menyarankan sudah lah, bawa mobil saja, minggu depan baru ambil motor. umm, nehi nehi. Sekali bawa mobil pengeluaran akan berlipat tiga kali: bayar tol, trus bensin 2 kali lebih banyak dari motor, dan waktu di jalan 2 kali lebih lama dibanding motor. pemborosan.
Dengan gagah gembira gw tetap mengendarai belalang tempur gw pulang. Hujan sedikit gw terobos, hujan makin besar tetap gw terobos, hujan makin besar celana dalam gw basah; gak konsen jadi nyo. Dan untunglah hujan gede cuma bentar. Tapi macet nya, bok. macet abiss.. mana orang2 pada ngeklakson2 norak pulak, bikin naik darah ajo. Raso-raso nyo pengen berhenti bentar trus naik ke atas kap mobil orang itu sambil buka kolor basah dan diputer-puter diatas kepala sambil bilang “woyy.. norak.. sabar nape.. kalo mo cepet naik motor ajo.. biarin kolor basah yang penting kagak perlu norak kayak lo” huff..
Sampai sini penghematan masih berlangsung lancar, dengan sedikit pengorbanan.

2. Sore hari Vian yang lagi di jakarta minta dianterin beli raket. oh sip lah. Berangkat kita ke toko langganan di Blok M, sekalian kami jemput Ikhsan, dia mao nginep di tempat gw.
Proses beli raket lancar jaya… sesuai rekomendasi gw si Vian beli Babolat Aero Drive nyo Nadal. Padahal gw sudah berniat dari tahun lalu mo beli raket ini untuk hadiah tahun baru atau hadiah ulang tahun untuk gw sendiri. huhu.. suda lah, sabar dulu, penghematan dulu. patience.. patience.. jangan rusak program penghematan minggu ini.

3. Malam hari gw liat Ikhsan was not in a very good mood. Ah daripado gw ikutan senewen gw putuskan malam itu gw akan jadi pria penghibur saja. So it was bro and bro’s night out. dan tentu sajo sebagai anak PIM sejati gw bawa ke dia PIM. Ado live music nyo Ireng Maulana and friends, kami nonton dari coffee shop. Good music, good singer, good atmoshpere, good companion, good conversation, good coffee, good food, it was all good, kecuali duit nyo. sedikit merusak program penghematan gw.

4. Minggu pagi tennis samo Vian dengan raket baru nyo. (duh duh.. makin pengen beli gw) gw lupa bawa air minum. program penghematan gagal. Terpaksa beli air di lapangan.

5. Minggu malam samo teman baik lain nyo, Pida, yang lah lamo tak bersuo dan taragak bana raso nyo, kami ke PIM sajo. Pida dengan poni baru ala mamanya Cinta Laura. ahaha… good companion, good conversation, good dinner, good ice cream, it’s all good. kecuali bagian bayar nyo. PIM emang gak bersahabat dengan dompet. Kami berdua setuju dengan ini.

6. Senin diajak makan samo Vian, istri, adik istri beserta pacar. Gw seneng ajo, kirain diundang berarti dibayarin.
Tapi ternyata memang kita tak boleh terlalu berharap, sodara2. Budaya yang belaku sekarang adalah budaya global yang dipengaruhi kapitalisme barat. Selesai makan bon nya diputer sajaa… omaigot. bayar masing2. mana gw pesen makan yang mahal pulak. ya suda lah, makin rusak upaya berhemat gw kali ini. poll nyesel nya.. ahaha..

Overall program penghematan gw gagal, tapi gw tetep senang, karena kegagalan gw ini bukan sesuatu yang gw sesali. maksudnya gw coba liat sumber kegagalannya, semua untuk bayar makanan. gw adalah food lover, dan gak perlah perhitungan dalam pengeluaran untuk makanan walaupun kadang gw berpikir emang harga makanan di moll emang gak masuk akal. eheh

So, moral of the story:
1. manusia berusaha Tuhan menentukan
2. berhemat itu susah.. apalagi kalau di Jakarta.
3. diundang makan belum tentu dibayarin
4. harga makanan di moll gak realistis
5. … bebas

The one thing I regret was that my work required an enormous amount of my time, and a lot of travel.
Neil Armstrong, Astronaut

Yeah, to certain extend I have to agree with this gentleman. Sometimes I hate my job because it steals time from my life. Also I’ve had my words about my immense need of traveling for my job, hate it! But this guy, he traveled to the MOON! It IS a lot. eheh..

Monday morning, I was still busy with the never ending project. That project was really like a torture to me, day by day. All the sweats, bloods, and tears of hardworking (yeah, rock!) have never been as much as this before. Okay, I am exaggerating.
Actually the days in Jakarta were really so boring that I could sleep all day as long as the job didn’t mind.
So as soon as my boss asked me to go to Surabaya, 1000% percent yes, I’ll do it, boss! Whatever it is.

That’s how the trip started; vacation during job assignment, what could be better than this. eheh..
I’ve heard so much about how beautiful the sunrise is in Bromo. The beauty of the dawn as the sign of new hope coming through the freezing foggy dark night, fresh air with some mist forming water drop on the edge of the leaves, the view of the big savanna spread out as the sign of the big ocean of life. All can be seen from the large concrete mountaintop viewpoint accessible by paved road. We reached there by our rented jeep.

We left Surabaya around 10pm arrived in Bromo area around 3am. It was raining quite a lot during the journey, but as soon we arrived in Bromo area the rain stopped. Unfortunately the fog stayed. We could not see much until 6am. we missed it, the great sun rise view from Bromo.

A bit disappointed, we moved. Bromo is in fact only one of many peaks inside the massive Tengger Caldera, but it’s easily recognized as the entire top has been blown off and the crater inside constantly belches white sulphurous smoke. The inside of the caldera, aptly dubbed the Laut Pasir (Sea of Sand, pasir berbisik, EVERYBODY said “Dian Sastro was here”, norak) is coated with fine volcanic sand and the overall effect is unsettlingly unearthly, especially when compared to the lush green valleys all around the caldera. We took picture there, a lot. Eheh… We were such a poser.

Then we went to Bromo crater. To reach it on foot, pick the left fork at Cemoro Lawang’s solitary crossing, then head down the ramp into the caldera and then across the caldera to the Hindu temple at the foot of the mountain. From the temple a steep path of 250 steps leads to the edge of the crater and a precarious meter-wide ledge from where to gaze into the volcano.

Beautiful… beautiful.. I love every aspect of this Bromo thingy, except the annoying local people with their horse begging to much for us to ride their horse. Felt sorry for them and thanks for the offer, but please understand, I am young and active, I can still walk to the top and I love it more like that.
Oya, another thing: horse shit.. hate it.

It was a good trip overall.
We missed the sunrise. But I will come back someday in the future, for the sun-rise watch experience, probably with my wife just like these romantic couples do. *crossing fingers

It’s been a while.
I am on a training.
See my newly installed lappy with Windows Vista.
Beautiful but confusing.

He could have just shut up, let it all flow.
But he spoke his mind, until he realized
no need to argue.
His words did not come out right.
It was flat, cold, and hurting.
He wishes he had done these hadn’t done those.
He is failling himself as a man.
the worst kind

Today is not my very favourite birthday:
- Could not sleep well last nite; and the day before, and the day before the day before, and the day before the day before the day before, and…
- My late-night-birthday contemplating brought me to the fact that my life was a little bit of “out of track” lately.
- This morning after upgrading my laptop to Windows Vista I lost most of my old emails. The IT team insisted I accidentally deleted the emails. Yeah, whatever. I just see them needing an excuse for their ignorance.
- Some tools won’t work on my newly installed vista.
- My AMEX card payment went so wrong, nowhere to find US $. And the rate against IDR were so high that I lost quite amount of money. The queuing was so long that I could not make it before 11am. I was late, another penalty bill will come, I think.
- This running project thing; I still could not find out what should I do to make it works. I am not used to feel relax until problem solved.
- It’s 10.02 pm and I am still here on my office desk
- Thank God I still have my friends. The surprise cake and the small party made it all a lot better. Thank you all

So the Australian Open 2009 dream final was happening. It was really the best for the last, Rafael Nadal vs. Roger Federer, another 5-set classic match.
Two great champions were at their best. But too bad somebody had to win and the other had to lose, that’s how the game works.
Congratulation to Rafael Nadal, this time he won.
Actually I wanted more Federer to win this grand slam, to equal Sampras’ record of 14 grand slam titles. But watching the level of Nadal’s game as well as Federer’s, I didn’t care anymore who would win. They are the “bestest”. Both of them are the true champion. As Nadal said in his acceptance speech, the time will come for Federer’s 14th title.

Nadal played a 5 hours game against Verdasco on Friday, and Federer got an easy winning a day before. Nadal should be the one who’s tired and exhausted, but the great champion never gave up. He fought every point so tenaciously that I worried something will break from his body. He outplayed Federer. Not that Federer played badly. Federer himself had also given his best game. He practiced every possible tennis shots on the theory perfectly; service, forehand, backhand, volley, half volley, lob, overhead. It’s a game anyway, somebody just had to lose.

On closing ceremony, the emotion had taken over Federer. He cried. Yeah, boys don’t cry but real men do cry. He couldn’t even say a word on his speech. His lips were trembling. He came to tears and needed some times before he calmed himself down and said a couple of words while sobbing.

And yes, I also almost came to tears with him; I am not ashamed to admit that. Every tear falls down for a reason. I cried a lot this week. I thought no more tears left, but the emotion had brought me there. These two humble role models deserved my tears. I can learn a lot from them even tough just over the media.
So congratulation gents, thanks for the lessons.

A:

When I was in my secondary, physical beauty and attraction is the prime choice.
When I was in my university years, I look at those girls whom I can click with - for the reason of having a good chat partner of course.
And now, I look for those whom I can rely on to have a family, and also to take care of each other. Of course, she’s to be someone I can talk to all the time. She must also be tolerable with me, just like I would with her. Physical beauty doesn’t seem to play a major role anymore - I’m honest here because sometimes when a beautiful girl show signs of attraction to me, I can’t seem to develop any special feelings for her. I feel bad for her, but at least I’m honest with her and myself.

quoted from Ika

yeah, Ika. You made it
ahaha…
Thanks anyway

For those who were wondering what was I thinking about Rafa’s game last night.
Awesome!
Yeah, Nadal crashed his opponent Cristophe Rochus of Belgium with an easy victory 6-0 6-2 6-2
Nadal was on another level to him.

Rafa commmenting his easy winning:
“That is the sport, sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, but you can never count anybody out.”
All right..
Go Rafa go…!! Stay humble and meet Federer in the Final.

Today is the day 1 of the Australian Open 2009. Phew, This whole week will be all about tennis…
I am sure the competition will be tough.
Can’t wait to see the “Fedex” Roger Federer reaches for his record breaking grand slam title while the youngsters like Nadal, Murray, Djokovic are trying to give their best shot.

Djokovic will come with his new Head racquet, and Nadal will come with his new look.
It’s good that Djokovic signed the contract with Head racquet, but Nadal’s new look?! oh come on… Nadal used to look like a rockstar, sleeveless shirt and capri-style short. But now with ordinary polo shirt and shorter short, he’s just like a copy-carbon of the classic Federer.
I think we still need the rebellious Rafa with the pirate look, it was iconic.
So let’s see tomorrow which outfit Nadal will wear, and on what level his game will be.

Selamat tahun baru 2009
Semoga di tahun baru ini semua menjadi lebih baik.

So, 2008 secara umum: good times and bad times. Life’s always like that.
Ada hal-hal yang tetap sama sepanjang tahun, ada hal-hal yang membuat hidup gw menjadi begitu semarak dan bergairah, ada juga hal-hal yang bikin gw lemah letih lesu tak berdaya. Ada juga milestones dalam berbagai hal yang seharus nya bisa gw maknai lebih dalam, ada lagi saat-saat gw berpikir kenapa ini jadi begitu sulit buat gw?! Begitulah hidup.

Namun segimana pun baik dan buruk yang terjadi sepanjang 2008 ini, kalau dijumlahkan, gw masih bersyukur. I should always be. Gw percaya dalam keadaan seperti apapun pasti ada hal yang bisa disyukuri. Paling tidak hidup itu sendiri adalah sesuatu yang patut kita syukuri.

So, liburan akhir tahun gw kali ini adalah ke kepulauan seribu. Liburan ini tidak semegah dan sebodoh (financial wise) liburan tahun baru 2008 yang lalu, tapi tidak kalah menyenangkan. Bersama teman-teman biadab dari EL 02 ITB yang pernah dikira sebagai putra-putri terbaik bangsa tapi ternyata sangat jauh dari itu.

Dengan motto “petualangan pria tangguh” kami berangkat menuju pulau Pramuka. Cobaan pertama adalah kapal yang goyang dangdut karena ombak besar, pengap, penuh sesak, dan sesekali tercium bau muntah entah darimana. Namun karena kami memang tangguh, cobaan ini berhasil kami lewati. Baju basah keringat, perut seperti diaduk2, kaki kesemutan serasa dipelintir, dan kepala seperti ditoyor-toyor bukti perjuangan kami. Oh salahkah kami mengusung motto liburan pria tangguh? Kami hampir patah semangat karena ini.

Setelah sampai dan melepas lelah, kami bersiap untuk cobaan berikut nya. oh terima kasih ya Allah, ternyata cuma itu. Yang terjadi selanjut nya hanya cerita seseruan, bebegoan, keketawaan, cecandaan, and all the holiday should be.

Ini benar-benar the sweet escape, 2 jam dari jakarta tapi gw bisa lepas dari pikiran pelik tentang masalah kehidupan, kerjaan, percintaan gw, semuanya..
Disana yang kami pikirkan cuma:
- abis ini kita ke pulau mana ya?
- nanti berenang lagi gak ya?
- kalo mancing di sini dapet gak ya?
- si cina (maaf) yang cakep tadi kemana ya?
that kind of questions.

Permasalah besar yang kami (atau cuma gw) temui:
- ntar malem makan apa nih?
- siyal, kok gw kalah mulu maen cap sa
- gimana biar ngalahin si nyanyut maen WE karena dia curang pake tim yang punya babi hutan (Ibrahimovic)
that kind of questions.

satu lagi masalah kami: “nanti kita pulang ke Jakarta pake apa ya?!” trauma karena kapal keberangkatan begitu terasa sehingga beberapa anggota geng pria tangguh ini rela menodai makna petualangan tangguh ini dengan berniat mau naik speed boat mewah ke Marina, Ancol. Cih… memalukan!
Untung lah pria tangguh itu kere, tak punya duit mo bayar boat. Kami balik ke jakarta tetap dengan kapal perahu rakyat.
Dan sekali lagi Tuhan menunjukkan bahwa Dia sayang sama umat Nya sebiadab apapun kelakuan umat ini. Setelah siap mental dan fisik (antimo, aqua, kantong muntah) kami berangkat ke pelabuhan. Siap mental untuk 2 jam perjalan kembali ke Jakarta. Kapal datang dan syukurlah kami kebagian duduk di dek atas, sirkulasi udara lancar, gak ada bau muntah, gak ada keringat dingin, yang ada hanya senyum2 dan renungan kecil memaknai perjalanan kali ini.

Selanjutnya liburan pulang ke Padang.
Home sweet home… What is home actually to you? For me it’s the place where your heart belong to. And since the journey started, on the plane, I felt like I am home already
My biggest home is my family. We are small family living in a small house located in small town but having a big time. I always love the noise in my family. My big brother always starts arguing about anything with anybody in the family. My sister do not like the arguing-thing of my brother without knowing that she has the same thing; and that makes them two come to the endless and unimportant argumentative conversation. Noisy but I love it.
I am the quite type, si bodoh yang lil bit more of a thinker.

foto di rumah makan Talua Barendo, Bukittingi

Deuh, bahasa endonesiah lagi dah. Di Padang walaupun cuma 4 hari tapi sangat menyenangkan. Kata Barney dari “How I met your mother”: “it’s going to be LEGENDARY.” btw, you should watch the show, Tommy recommended the show to me.
Okay, tentang liburan di Padang, seperti kata seorang teman baik ku, “biarlah gw dan on* saja yang tau”. Ahaha… *inside joke

Sekarang tentang 2009. Tahun baru lagi. Resolusi baru lagi, rencana-rencana baru walaupun umm, sebenarnya ada beberapa harapan-harapan di tahun 2008 yang belum tercapai. Satu hal itu tu yang kapan ya bisa gw wujudkan?! Tetap lah itu gw masukin dalam resolusi tahun 2009 ini.
Rencana lain selain itu:
- read more books
- watch more movies
- work harder
- play harder :p
- better tennis game
- better guitar skill
- more swimming lap
- more treadmill session
- healthier food
- more new places to visit
- become the better man
- so on and so forth.

Dengan kata lain: menjadi lebih baik.
So that’s it, my new year in recap.
Dah ah

a blast from the past.
does this bring you back to the simpler times?

I never moved my lazy ass before the sond ended.

Hi everyone. How are you? I hope you all are doing fine.
My life’s been good lately. Umm, well not so good actually, I got a fever last week and have been coughing this whole week, but if I sum up with all the good things that have happened I am still thankful. I should always be.
And I choose the word “ambivalence” to describe the sad and happy that I feel at the same time, umm, but I also think that “bittersweet” is a strong word of this particular time of my life.

Things turned out quite good, you know. I got back to Jakarta earlier after the tough time back there in Dhaka. Then I met the people I love, spent my days with them, played tennis, swimming, have the “proper meal” so on and so forth. That just feels so damn good. Although I had no gym-sessions anymore and less protein-charged meal, my inner part is healthier. And yes, I only had 5-6hours of sleep in average, pretty much violating my 8-hour sleep policy. (ahaha I kid you not, I have this policy but I break it all the time. Yet I still consider that my policy) I worked my ass off, smartly, and I managed to finish things on time. Ya, some stuffs are still left, I am pretty sure I can finish it before my New Year holiday.
And then here comes the holiday in 2-weeks time. Can’t wait for it. I am going home. It’s going to be another good time with good people that I love.

So it’s all good. I am feeling fine. I hope this lasts for long.

The only thing that I just can’t quite understand is those people. I believe as an adult we do not bitch. But there are some people who irritate the hell out of me n I can’t stop bitching about them.
My boss once told me “Sometimes you’d better not ask the question”
You spill the question, you want the answer. When the answers are in contradiction of your expectation you are screwed, big time. Then you bitch not, because they are your customer. I should have listened to my boss.

Pardon the title of the post. If you are trying to make a connection between the title and the post, there isn’t any.
Well umm, okay. As I am learning to appreciate honesty I will tell you that polar bear is one of the good things that happened to me in its way. I am learning.

I have spent half of my entire life in school to learn things I don’t really want to know. The more I know the more I don’t understand. And now I am stuck in this working environment doing my working things. What I mean by ‘working’ here is going to a 9 to 5 job in a corporate world where you are required to do silly things and abide stupid rules made by stupid people who are only skilled in kissing other’s asses.
Okay, I am exaggerating, it’s a cynical (although parts of it are true).

The truth is that I am now seeing that Kiyosaki might be right. You know Kiyosaki, right?
Kiyosaki speaks often of what he calls “The Cash flow Quadrant,” a conceptual tool that aims to describe how all the money in the world is earned.
He depicts this concept in four groupings form diagram, split with one vertical and one horizontal line. In each of the four groups there is a letter representing a way in which an individual may earn income.
E: Employee — working for someone else -> this is what I am now
S: Self-employed or Small business owner — where a person owns his own job and is his own boss.
B: (Big) Business owner — where a person owns a “system” of making money, rather than a job to make money.
I: Investor — spending money in order to receive a larger payout in.

Okay back to my random thoughts, not that Kiyosaki was wrong, but I just realized that I should have known that knowing the financial statement is as important as reading the nutrition label on the chocolate bar. Someday I will need to read it. It started several times ago when I and my colleagues discussed the reality of life. We talked about many things, about jobs, economics, hobbies, war, peace, love, marriage, kids, houses, cars, monthly bills, and later we found ourselves agree on one thing, being involved in stock exchange is cool. Ehehe.. So shallow! Pardon our stupid unpredicted thoughts.

Yeah, that’s how it’s started. I have been reading a lot of basic economics thingy ever since. Now I rewrite these financial things that I know just to give myself more understanding.
Financial statements (or financial reports) are formal records of a business’ financial activities. Usually it consists of:
1. Balance sheet,
2. Income statement, (profit and loss statement)
3. statement of cash flows
4. statement of shareholders equity

Please come to finance.google.com or finance.yahoo.com or other sites to check financial report of a company.
There, you should be able to find tables containing below information respectively for every company listed:

Income Statement
Total Revenue
Gross Profit
Operating Income
Net Income

Balance Sheet
Total Current Assets
Total Assets
Total Current Liabilities
Total Liabilities
Total Equity

Cash Flow
Net Income/Starting Line
Cash from Operating Activities
Cash from Investing Activities
Cash from Financing Activities
Net Change in Cash

For more detail of each component, just google it!!
Come on… you know it will too much for a light reading material, guys. This is just a blog anyway.

This financial report briefly tells you the condition of the enterprise. It should provide information about the financial position, performance and changes in financial position of an enterprise that is useful to a wide range of users in making economic decisions, internally within the enterprise as well as for external user.

My first use of the financial report is for my first $100.000 investment in stock exchange. Phew… yo it is just a game, virtual stock exchange. (of course you dumb ass, why would I be still sitting here if I have those 100 grants).
You can play the game here
Although it is just a game it follows the actual facts in the stock markets, NYSE, NASDAQ, or even stock listed in Jakarta.
Here I can learn that supply and demand in stock markets is driven by various factors which, as in all free markets, affect the price of stocks. I can learn what to buy, when to buy, and when to resell again the stocks.

Although financial statement seems to be prepared separately, they are all related. The changes in assets and liabilities that you see on the balance sheet are also reflected in the revenues and expenses that you see on the income statement, which result in the company’s gains or losses. Cash flows provide more information about cash assets listed on a balance sheet and are related, but not equivalent, to net income shown on the income statement. And so on. No one financial statement tells the complete story. But combined, they provide very powerful information for investors. And information is the investor’s best tool when it comes to investing wisely.

Fyuh, enough for this opening writing crap about finance. My boss is coming.
More will come. (if I had time )

on my mind:
- This running project thing
- The next coming project thing
- Why do HBO and starmovie keep playing the same movies?! I have watched those movies before
- No more books to read
- That’s why I become a youtube rapist the last couple of days
- More exercise; 5k run every 3 days, 20-lap swimming in between. Is it too much? no, right!?
- On that call; should I be happy or what?
- ummm, sometimes I see, sometimes I don’t
- I’m so hungry. Why do people feel hungry after midnight? or is it just me?
- I think this so called insomnia is just a state of mind
- I’m going to bed right now. Well, not actually going because I’m already on my bed

sigh..

*gak bisa tidur

Iklan sabun Mariana Renata diputar lagi
Dari awal aku sudah merasa
Mar kelihatan beda
Tidak bercahaya
Awalnya tak percaya
sebelum liat matanya
Tapi ternyata benar begitu

Cuma Mar pengganti
bukan yang asli

Let’s have lunch, guys

Transportasi irit bahan bakar

Go shopping and wanna try your size? Come here

Yeah, I am getting nuts here.

I might look naive
But I am not stupid

I knew it
since the first time
It hurts

I will wait for you to tell me
what happened
and what will happen
even if I told you not to

Abis mandi Mariana Renata bilang: “there’s always a first time in everything we do”.
Yeah, right honey.
Adegan sebelum dan selanjutnya cukup gw dan Mariana Renata yang tau.
Skip skip skip sampai akhir nya gw merenung akibat kata-kata nya itu, akan ada saatnya lu merasa bahwa “your first time” harus jadi “your last time” at the same time. Kalau lu beruntung, sekali dalam hidup lu akan merasakannya, atau kalau lu lebih beruntung lagi lu akan merasakan “your-first-time-should-be-your-last-time” ini sebanyak dua kali atau lebih. Semakin banyak lu merasakan rasanya semakin beruntung rasanya, karena gak semua orang di dunia punya banyak pengalaman dalam hidupnya dan merasakan berbagai first-time.

Sampai tahap tertentu gw rasa gw cukup beruntung. Ini pengalaman pertama gw ke Bangladesh, negara yang secara kasat mata dapat gw liat jauh tidak lebih baik daripada negara bobrok kita tercinta, endonesiah. Dan sekaligus gw berharap ini adalah pengalaman gw terakhir kesini. Yeah walopun status expat dan dimanja dengan kemewahan hotel bintang tujuh, sopir pribadi, dan segala macam kenikmatan duniawi lainnya, gw rasa gak lah. Money can’t buy happiness. Mending gw kembali ke dunia nyata di endonesiah, jadi engineer cupu yang kere. Lebih baik begitu..
Ini alasan-alasannya:

1. Di Dhaka, Traffic nya parah abis. Macet dimana-mana. Sounds familiar huh? Tapi sini lebih parah dari jakarta. Mobil butut2 kabeh. Mental orang di sini lebih egois daripada orang kita, (bahkan jika dibanding (maaf) orang medan, seperti yang pernah gw tulis di postingan lain). Prinsip mereka siapa cepat dia dapat, peduli amat yang laen. Seruduk sana seruduk sini, klakson sana klakson sini. Kalo di Jakarta mending cuma MOBIL ama MOBIL doang yang tipis, disini MOBIL ama ORANG pun tipis. Jadi mo nyebrang aja rasanya udah kayak John McCain di Die Hard menerobos bahaya maut peluru maut yang simpang siur. Naudzubillah.
Hampir setiap mobil pasang bemper besi depan belakang karena kayaknya senggal-senggol ala bumbum car udah lazim aja gituh disini.

2. Disini gw susah makan. Sebenarnya rasa makanannya ya bole laa, aneh sih rasanya, tapi masih acceptable bagi gw si pemakan segala. Yang jadi masalah adalah kebersihan. Jorok pisan euy. Jorok lah pokoknya. Peraturan pertama tentang makanan di sini kalo lu mau survive: jangan pernah makan di street vendor. Bisa kena diare menahun lu. Mungkin karena jorok ini juga banyak burung gagak berterbangan di tengah kota.

3. Banyak pengemis. Sounds familiar again, huh? Tapi beda ama jakarta kita, cui. Di sini mereka lebih “terlatih”. Mereka yang anak-anak kecil bisa ngikutin lu sambil narik-narik baju sampe jauh banget. Mereka bisa juga ngetuk-ngetuk jendela mobil lu sambil narik-narik pegangan pintu. Kasian gw ngeliatnya. Mo nangis rasanya. Gw bukan gak mau ngasih tapi gw takut, takut dikerubungi ama yang lain. Gw gak tau apa ini karena para pejabat terhormat mereka juga hobi korupsi, tapi masalah ini adalah tugas kalian, wahai para pemimpin. Semoga Tuhan mengampuni.

4. Kagak ada yang enak diliat ;p Gak bisa ngeceng, bro. Yang model Aishwarya Rai ato Pretty Zinta itu bohong belaka, atau bukan untuk umum kayaknya. Mostly yang banyak keliatan di tempat umum adalah para pria. Gw gak tau apa yang terjadi dengan kaum wanita di sini sehingga mereka enggan keluar rumah dan punya sense of fashion yang buruk. Beruntunglah kita punya Mariana Renata.
Dandanan orang sini kebanyaan ala abang-abang blok M. Satu lagi yang khas di sini adalah make sarung. Make sarung di jalan tempat umum itu biasa. Bahkan semua abang becak berdandan seperti gambar berikut: pake KEMEJA dan pake sarung.

Dan temen gw yakin banget si abang-abang beca ini gak pake daleman (kancut) dibalik sarung itu. Biar bisa semliwir angin gitu katanya. Sintiang.

5. Selain kagak ada yang enak diliat juga kagak ada tempat yang bisa dikunjungi. Pariwisata disini adalah nihil. Nuff said.

6. Kagak ada lapangan tennis, bo. Gilee, susah banget sih hidup orang disini ampe lapangan tenis aja kagak ada yang tau dimane.

7. Khutbah sholat jumat nya gw kagak ngarti. Biasanya gw selalu nulisin isi khutbah di log catatan pribadi gw, maksudnye biar ada motivasi ngedengerin gitu, gak tidur. Yah, kalo disini apa boleh buat, gak ngerti gw. Udah gitu lama pisan pulak. Rasanya udah tidur-kebangun tidur-kebangun ampe 2 kali belum beres-beres juga. Gelo. Eh tau-tau mereka adzan lagi, ternyata tadi cuma ceramah sebelum khutbah, belum khutbah nya. ckck…

yeah, gitu lah, gak betah gw. Kecuali Mariana Renata disini bersama gw.
Sebenarnya ada sih beberapa hal positif disini, tapi gak usah lah gua tulis, biar kesannya gw di sini lebih heroic dan challenging.

ps: yang merasa tersaingi Mariana Renata gak usah ikutan cembokir ya, cukup sini aja lah yang mauruik dado seharian kemarin, situ gak usah ikut-ikutan. haha.

Sarua jeung postingan saacan ieu.
Blog urang isina lagu kabeh,
Ah sabodo lah, blog urang kumaha urang.
Jiga aya nu maca wae…
:-)

Jason Mraz - I am yours

Well you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you’re so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks
and now I’m trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I’ll be giving it my bestest
Nothing’s going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it’s again my turn to win some or learn some

I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I’m yours

Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you’re free
Look into your heart and you’ll find love love love
Listen to the music of the moment people dance and sing
We’re just one big family
And It’s our God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love loved

So I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I’m sure
There’s no need to complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate, I’m yours

do ya do ya do ya did
Scooch closer dear
and i will nibble your ear

I’ve been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
My breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and laughed
I guess what i be saying is there ain’t no better reason
To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons
It’s what we aim to do
Our name is our virtue

I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I’m sure
There’s no need to complicate
Our time is short
this is our fate, I’m yours

Well no no, well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you’re free
Look into your heart and you’ll find the sky is yours

No please, no please, no please
there’s no need to complicate
Cause our time is short
This is our fate,
I’m yours

…
ps: ini buat kamu, dek

Well the title is sort of plain.
But seriously, I play this song many many times this entire week
During my endless paperwork…
I really like it when they sing in falsetto “Don’t worry baby…”
Like it is really going to be alright
A timeless harmony..
Enjoy

- Don’t worry baby, by The Beach Boys

Well its been building up inside of me
For oh I don’t know how long
I don’t know why
But I keep thinking
Something’s bound to go wrong

But she looks in my eyes
And makes me realize
And she says “Don’t worry baby”
Don’t worry baby
Don’t worry baby
Everything will turn out alright

Don’t worry baby
Don’t worry baby
Don’t worry baby

I guess I should’ve kept my mouth shut
When I started to brag about my car
But I can’t back down now because
I pushed the other guys too far

She makes me come alive
And makes me wanna drive
When she says “Don’t worry baby”
Don’t worry baby
Don’t worry baby
Everything will turn out alright

Don’t worry baby
Don’t worry baby
Don’t worry baby

She told me “Baby, when you race today
Just take along my love with you
And if you knew how much I loved you
Baby nothing could go wrong with you”

Oh what she does to me
When she makes love to me
And she says “Don’t worry baby”
Don’t worry baby
Don’t worry baby
Everything will turn out alright

Don’t worry baby
Don’t worry baby
Don’t worry baby

Sukaduka menjadi seorang working level engineer salah satunya adalah lu mesti siap dikirim kapan saja kemana saja karena apa saja.
“Kapan saja” artinya bisa saja jam 4 sore lu masih telpon-telponan janjian sama gebetan ntar malem mo ngedugem bareng, tiba-tiba semua rencana mesti batal karena lu dikasih tiket berangkat besok pagi jam 6 pagi. Sintiang, mana boleh begadang kalau jam 4 harus udah berangkat ke bandara.

“Kemana saja” bisa seperti ini:
boss: “kamu pulang saja sekarang, ketemu keluarga kamu. Besok pagi siap berangkat ke Nauru ya!?”
engineer: “he? paan tuh boss?”
boss: “ntu negara deket pulau Kuanu, dari Tuvalu rada kebawah dikit.”
engineer: “anjiss, boss nyang bener!? visa segala macem gimana?”
boss: “coba visa on arrival aja. Ntar kalau ternyata lu masuk penjara kita bantuin”

Lalu “karena apa saja”, akan tiba waktunya lu berpikir mo protes karena penghinaan atas skill lu: “gini doang kok mesti gua sih yang ke sana!?”

Oke, lebay, gak satupun contoh di atas nyata, fiktif semua, tapi keberangkatan gua kali ini gua rasa cukup mencerminkan sukaduka tersebut. Jam 3 sore gua dikasi tau mesti berangkat ke Medan, ngerjain kerjaan yang tertunda walopun sebenarnya udah bisa selesai dari dulu. Oh God, kenapa gua?! kenapa Medan?! kenapa sekarang!? kenapa NT* lagi!? I am not complaining..

Nasib sebagai engineer telah membawa gua beberapa kali ke kota Medan ini. Dan sumpah, gak ada enak-enak nya kota ini. Dengan segala hormat kepada seluruh penduduk Medan, sebagai pendatang gua dapat impresi bahwa penduduk Medan ini termasuk salah satu yang paling egois di dunia, pendapat gua loh ya… Mengalahkan egoisme orang2 Jakarta yang gua rasa juga sudah cukup tinggi.

Mulai dari bandara, begitu sampai di bandara dan menunggu bagasi keluar melalui ban berjalan itu. Memang tipikal orang Indonesia juga, mereka akan berpacu mencari tempat paling dekat dengan ban berjalan itu, mengamati setiap orang jangan sampai mengambil tas dia, seakan-akan tas nya berisi hal yang lebih berharga dari nyawa mereka. Di Medan ini, rasanya kompetisi mengambil bagasi ini lebih berat daripada di bandara-bandara lain.

Selanjutnya keluar dari bandara memasuki lalu lintas, rasanya setiap 5 detik, gua akan mendengar bunyi klakson dari arah yang berbeda.
Menurut gua bunyi klakson ada 3 macam, pertama bunyi klakson peringatan, bunyi nya pendek, sebagai pemberitahuan doang kalau kita mau mendahului, atau lawan kita sedikit terlalu ketengah dan menghalangi. Klakson model gini bunyinya pendek dan tidak terlalu mengganggu.
Kedua, gua menyebutnya klakson persahabatan. Setelah gua dikasih jalan untuk mendahului atau dipersilahkan duluan melalui jalan sempit, gua membunyikan klakson pendek; makasih, gitu maksudnya. Yang model begini sering dipake di jalan antar kota dengan lawan bus/truk gandeng gede2. Mereka tahu bahwa mereka lambat macam siput, begitu jalan kosong mereka akan melambaikan tangan isyarat silahkan duluan. Setelah berhasil mendahului mereka biasanya gua ngebunyiin klakson singkat, dan yang lebih menyenangkan lagi, biasanya mereka akan membalas juga dengan klakson pendek. Hmmm komunikasi 2 arah… Karena itulah klakson model kedua ini adalah adalah klakson favorit gua.
Dan yang ketiga, klakson ini bunyinya panjaang, mengagetkan, dan dibunyikan berkali-kali. Pokoknya bisa ketauan bener lah kalau ngebuyiin klakson disertai rasa marah dan kesal. Model klakson ketiga ini lah yang setiap 5 detik gua dengar di Medan. Tak peduli bulan puasa atau bukan bunyi klakson ini tetap saja terdengar dari mobil-mobil mewah sampai becak motor, menandakan tinggi nya tingkat emosi orang Medan.

Lalu selanjutnya sore hari gua buka puasa di Ramadhan fair, deket Mesjid Raya Medan. Model pujasera (pusat jajanan serba ada) dadakan di lapangan terbuka gitu.
Semua jenis orang ada di sini, mulai dari abang-abang muka berminyak sampai ke cewe kece tipikal putih, sekel, hotpants, pake kaca muka, sepatu teplek. Tapi kenapa ya segimana pun cewe kece Medan ini bergaya, teteup aja gw langsung ilfeel (ilang feeling? gimana seh spelling nya? maksud gw ilfil, ngerti kan?) pas mereka udah ngomong. Jutek abis bo, logat Medan yang (maaf) kasar. Jadi sore itu basa-basi gua dengan ramah minta ijin minta lewat karena kursi mereka nutupin jalan gak diwaro. Gua rasa gua udah bersikap wajar, gak seperti om-om berkelakuan bocah ngegodain cewe. Tapi menatap gua pun mereka tidak. Jual mahal kalii.. Biarlah, gua pikir, jarang2 gua ditolak cewe.

Selesai buka puasa gua menuju mesjid raya. Judulnya Mesjid RAYA, gua kira waduh bakal susah nih gua dapet tempat ntar. Tapi entah kenapa setelah masuk mesjid aneh rasanya sodara2.. Kontras dengan ramainya bazar di sekitaran mesjid, peserta maghrib berjamaah gak sesuai ama keramaian di sekitarnya. Lebih ramai orang2 di luar berebutan (catet ya, REBUTAN sampe berantem) buat ngejual dagangannya ke orang2 yang lewat.

Karena itu, terkecuali karena Bolu Meranti, Soto Medan dan Mie Aceh, rasanya tak ada yang bisa menarik gua kembali lagi ke kota ini untuk liburan. Ini bukan kota yang gua harapkan kalau gua pergi liburan. Lebih baik gua mencari tempat lain, yang lebih tenang dan orang-orang lebih bersahabat. Menurut pendapat gua loh ya…

Sebenarnya ada satu hal yang bisa bikin Medan bisa gua kunjungi lagi, yaitu my great old friend Hendar yang jauh-jauh rela dateng nyamperin gua ke hotel cuma buat sekitar 30 menit ngobrol2 trus nganterin ke bandara. Thanks, Gapuak. Karena kau Medan jadi lumayan menyenangkan. Bilo-bilo basuo awak baliak!

Today I declare that I am no longer in peace but awaken and ready to fight.
I will put the best efforts to convert retreat into advance.
I have nothing to fear.
Now my first combat mission is against myself.
May the force be with me.

Happy fasting for those who embrace Ramadhan season

Wishlist:
1. A better fasting season
2. A much better fasting season
3. A cheap ticket for flying back to padang.
4. A qwerty so that I can write more easily on bed
@mybed with opera on K770i.

I spent my last weekend in my hometown, Padang, a small city with “nothing” to see. Yeah, compare to Jakarta with its gigantic upscale high level shopping malls, high rise office building, and other landmarks that intimidate the people live within, Padang has almost nothing.
Almost 10 years ago I left the city and now it still looks the same. It even become more desolated nowadays after the rumor of tsunami will hit Padang. Pantai Padang which used to be the most famous now are being left. People whose house is close to the sea coast are selling their house. Economic growth is nothing significant. Nuff said. I won’t go any further describing my unrightfully feeling of my hometown.
I can only say that the most responsible poeple for this backward development is the government. Yeah, same old story. God, please tell me something new, like that comes to me as a surprise.

If you reader happen to be on the same side with the government, yeah please tell me that I am apathetic and complaining way too much. I just write about it, and still I have people accusing me of not doing fucking anything but protest in my blog. Like it is a crime to protests about our government. They are really doing nothing!

Anyhow, the reason I went back to my hometown was not just to say bad things about the city. It’s the wedding of the brother of my best buddy. They chose 8 August 2008 as their wedding date. I don’t think that they are really into the 080808 symbolic number. (Yet in both Chinese and American cultures, the number eight is symbolic and lucky).
But it’s always nice to have your most important day in your life to be well remembered.
So there will be another 090909, 101010, 111111, and the last one 121212. Which one will be yours? ehehe…

right to left: bang Udin, Ikhsan, Bang Bob, Uni Ami, me, Harry

ps: I am not that short. Those pricks were wearing minimum 5cm shoes, I wasn’t. That Shrek beside me heights 190something. So blame him for making me looked so short

Apa buah-buahan paporit lu? Kalo gua nomer satu nya mangga, nomer dua pisang, nomer tiga apple.
Walopun nomer satu nya mangga, tapi kali ini gua gak akan bahas tentang mangga karena… males.
Haha, corny excuse.
Gini, selain pake prinsip save the best for the last, menurut gua buah mangga udah terlalu terkenal. Buah apa coba yang dijadiin nama halte busway (mangga besar), buah apa juga yang dijadiin nama tempat belanja (mangga dua), buah apa yang udah jadi merk baju terkenal (mango), buah apa yang dijadiin komik (manga), buah apa yang jadi kebutuhan pokok (mangan). I can not imagine a day without mangga.

Jadi cerita sekarang adalah tentang pisang, bukan mangga, bukan juga tentang apple, buah nomer 3 gua. kenapa bukan ? soalnya masih sakit hati gak kebagian iphone 3G edisi perdana, yang ada masa harganya udah dinaikin 2 kali lipat, cih.
(Apple dan steve job rock, distributor not)

Pisang ada macem-macem. Ada pisang ambon, pisang kecil (yang kecil2 sekali lahap langsung abis), pisang cavendish yang banyak dijual di moll, pisang mas, pisang batu, pisang kepok, dll. Beda pisang beda cara penggunannya. Ada pisang yang bisa dikonsumsi langsung. Ada juga jenis pisang yang harus diolah dulu sebelum bisa dikonsumsi. Contoh makanan hasil olahan dari pisang: banana split, banana kayang, dan banana tiger sprong (oke oke, I just made it up). Contoh yang lebih nyata: keripik pisang asal lampung, sale pisang dari bandung, pisang molen bogor, es pisang ijo makasar, dan the famous pisang goreng.

Dari kesemua pisang ini favorit gua adalah pisang cavendish, pisang yang paling banyak dijual di moll. Biasanya merk dagangnnya pisang sunpride. Pisang ini paling enak kalau didinginkan dulu di dalam kulkas. Rasanya tidak terlalu manis dan gak bikin eneg, asalkan dimakan pada saat belum terlalu kuning. Well, sebenarnya tergantung selera juga, ini gambar tentang pedoman warna pisang cavendish gua ambil kemarin di carefour lebak bulus.

he? gak jelas ya? ini keterangannya disalin dari gambar:
1. warna hijau segar dari perkebunan
2. hijau berwarna terang perubahan awal warna dalam proses pematangan
3. hijau semburat kuning siap diambil toko/ideal untuk dikirim ke toko
4. kuning semburat hijau bagus untuk dipajang (?)
5. kuning dengan kedua ujung hijau siap dikonsumsi
6. kuning seluruhnya enak untuk dimakan
7. kuning sedikit bintik cokelat aroma & rasa yang manis dengan kandungan gizi terbaik

Ada juga pisang yang jarang dijadikan makanan manusia. Contoh nya pisang batu, yang makan cuma burung beo. Sebenarnya pisang yang tergolong jenis seperti ini (pisang kepok, pisang siam, pisang tanduk, dll) bisa saja dimakan oleh manusia, tapi biasanya setelah digoreng, direbus, dibakar, dikolak dan diproses lainnya. In my humble opinion, pisang paling enak adalah pisang yang dikonsumsi secara segar, tanpa diolah dulu. Pisang segar mempunyai kadar gizi yang paling bagus, tidak mengalami proses pengolahan makanan yang justru kadang mengurangi kadar gizi.

Selain memberikan kontribusi gizi lebih tinggi daripada apel, pisang juga dapat menyediakan cadangan energi dengan cepat bila dibutuhkan. Ini tentu saja sangat membantu gua sebagai seorang atlet (wannabe). Ketika sedang seru2 nya main tennis, nafsu main masih gede, tenaga udah abis, pisang bisa jadi sumber tenaga tanpa bikin badan jadi begah kekenyangan. Pemain profesional pun begitu. Lihatlah betapa cantik nya mbak sharapova mengulum pisang di tengah2 break antar game. Atau di saat berenang, target total lintasan 2 km per sesi demi mengurangi lemak2 di pinggang susah rasanya tanpa bantuan ekstra tenaga dari pisang. Termasuk ketika otak mengalami keletihan di tempat kerja. Pisang sangat bermanfaat untuk ini.

Kalau mau bicara tentang pisang tak ada habis nya.
Tak cukup lah rasanya curi-curi jam kerja seperti ini untuk menulis semua manfaat dari pisang (plus bertentangan juga dengan postingan sebelum ini tentang bekerja dengan sebaik2nya).
Jadi ini list manfaat dari pisang secara singkat yang gua kumpulkan:
- pisang daun nya bisa dipakai sebagi pembungkus nasi padang, manambah raso, pambangkik salero
- pisang kulitnya bisa buat alat bantu untuk film komedi slapstick (adegan kepleset kulit pisang, hei oom Dono Kasino Indro, miss you guys)
- pisang untuk kecantikan, oles kulit pisang 3 kali sehari setelah mandi
- pisang mengurangi berat badan (jika dimakan terus menerus tanpa variasi lain, pisang thok, cukup 3 bulan)
- pisang membantu mengatasi stres, depresi, anemia
- pisang membantu memperbaiki mood pas lagi PMS
- pisang membantu orang yg berusaha berhenti merokok
- pisang menyembuhkan ‘luka’ gigitan nyamuk (usap bagian dalem kulit pisang langsung ke daerah gigitan nyamuk)
- pisang keramat, bahan sajen
- pisang alat sosialisasi (dengan monyet)
- pisang alat bantu kenalan ama cewe (neng, punya pisang? … nggak? kalo nomer telpon punya?)
- pisang mencegah korupsi
- pisang bahan bakar alternatif pengganti bensin,
- pisang mencegah global warming
- pisang mencegah perceraian di dunia artis
- pisang mencegah kehamilan, sebagai alat KB, fiesta rasa pisang
- pisang alat bantu di film bokep,
(the last 4 or 5 are lies, damn lies)

But I tell you something real. Sebagai sebuah buah, sudah jauh melampaui kodratnya sebagai bahan makanan. Aplikasi konsep pisang telah melebar ke berbagai bidang.
1. olahraga
- flying banana & banana boat: olahraga rekreasi yang mesti dilakukan di bali
- the famous tendangan pisang, by om David Beckham

2. entertainment
Bananaman, a superhero like superman, spiderman and batman. I am not kidding. It really did exist back then in 80’s. Just wait for the movie.
Wiki

3. politik
Partai Pisang Bangsa
(another damn lie)

Begitulah pisang. Enak rasanya, banyak manfaatnya. But I am not interested to be involved in banana business any further.
Gua lebih bercita-cita suatu hari bisa menjadi pengusaha mangga muda, yang bisa kerjsa sambil golek-golek, punya kebun mangga di Indramayu, dan ber-istri-kan penjual mangga yang arum dan manis.

Dan katakanlah (hai Muhammad), “Hendaklah kamu bekerja! Allah, RasulNya dan orang mukmin akan melihat (hasil) kerjamu (itu). Nanti kamu akan dikembalikan kepada Yang Maha Mengetahui yang ghaib dan yang lahir, lalu diberitakanNya kepadamu apa yang kamu kerjakan.” (At Taubah 105)

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Karatau madang di hulu babuah babungo alun, marantau bujang dahulu dek di rumah paguno alun.
(Keratau medang di hulu berbuah berbunga belum, merantau bujang dahulu karena di rumah belum berguna)
Begitu kata orang minang, berharap anak-anak nya bisa jadi khalifah di bumi. Menjadi orang yang lebih baik selaras dengan menjadikan dunia yang ditinggali nya menjadi lebih baik juga.
Bertahun-tahun gw ninggalin rumah gua kira gua udah bisa berguna. Well, let’s see. Walopun gua udah gak nungguin kiriman dari bapak gua lagi, tapi gua bisa apa? Nothing. Gua cuma bisa ngoceh nyumpahin orang2 tiap kali denger berita orang-orang demo, kerusuhan, korupsi, Punjabi bersaudara merusak lewat sinetron, anggota DPR plintat plintut, dan segala macam berita (buruk) lain yang semua nya dengan datar ditulis di detik.com

Renungan malam gua kali ini membawa gua mengingat seorang kawan yang melakukan jihad dengan cara nya. Jihad bagi dia adalah bekerja dengan baik dan tidak meninggalkan kewajiban kepada Tuhan dan keluarga nya.
Bukan jihad dengan pukul-pukulan, bawa bambu, teriak2 mengkafirkan orang merasa paling suci dan benar, lengkap dengan jenggot dan kostum gamis.
Well he is one of the best in telecommunication world now whilst still be able to spend some of his time di forum2 dan khutbah jumat dengan bacaan yang fasih dan pengetahuan Quran dan hadis sahih. Pembicaraan dengan dia selalu menarik sehingga gua yakin kalau dia jadi khatib jumatan gua yakin gak akan tidur.

Senang rasanya punya orang yang bisa kita look up to, orang dengan karir cemerlang juga dengan kehidupan pribadi yang mantap. Well everbody has their own problem so does him. Tapi se tidak nya dia bisa jadi orang yang berguna di bidang pekerjaan dia.

Karena itu penulis berwasiat kepada diri penulis sendiri untuk segera bekerja dengan sebenar2 bekerja supaya tak menjadi lontong sayur, basi, lalu jadi sampah.
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I am really against slavery. I don’t like people looking down to others, as well as the other way around. We don’t need to look up the other people too much. That is really unnecessary.
Some people do deserve some respects, but it doesn’t make they have more power on you. We are living in democracy, we do have our rights we must pay our dues. Each of us has different role in this life.

Speaking of slavery, I used to see the concept of ball-boy in tennis game as one of the “veiled” slavery. In every tennis match there are group of people whose task is to collect the ball after a point is won. They run as fast as they could to catch the loose ball, then go back to their position, in the corner of the court, stay unseen of the fancy camera. Unlike the linesmen who wear fine clothing even sometimes a complete suit, usually ball-boys wear a simple sport uniform to ease themselves in running back and fort collecting the ball. That is so uncool.
Another task of a ball-boy is to keep a towel for the player as the player want to sweep his sweat. The ball-boy will again run towards the player as the player give a sign that they want to sweep his sweat over his face. And the player doesn’t even look at the ball-boy’s face when he returns the towel. I think this just disgraces the spirit of sportsmanship in tennis. What a menial job, right?

Until I see the great Roger Federer in one of his final in his hometown, Basel (sorry I forget the event, it was a recorded match) against a good friend of him (sorry I also forget name, I am really bad with names ). At the end of the match he was being interviewed by Georgina Chang from Star Sport (I remember her name, this girl has one of the best job in the world, lucky b*#ch). Federer mentioned remembering his time with this good friend while they were still a ball boy, hoping someday will be able to play at the same level the game they were taking care of. He said it was one of the greatest moment of his life being a ball-boy, and now another great moment of his life: winning a match against a great ball-boy mate. Ball-boys are playing their role to make everybody happy. He said he wanted to share the moment with all the ball-boys.
“Definitely pizza for ball-boys after this” as he said.

A small act of him making good impact. And he truly changed my point of view of a ball-boy. Although the ball-boy seems to be unnoticed in the game, they still play a very important role. It is just about how we see them and it’s our choice as player about how to treat them.

Always treat people with dignity.
That is the quality you must have.

Nadal trashed Federer to win fourth consecutive French open title this week. And it was also Federer’s fourth consecutive loss to him in the same tournament since 2005.
Both player did very well, but in the end there was only one man, Nadal, who seized the day.

Is it the end of the FedEx era?
The aura of invincibility of Federer has truly left him. The “unstoppable” has gone as well. It is also said that his number one crown will soon be handed over to Nadal. But I confront that.

Heck I am a fan of Nadal’s brutality, but Federer is not over yet. The clay court season is over. Nadal is the king of clay, but who can beat Federer in grass court? The 5 times Wimbledon champion will back in action. And not even Nadal can stop him easily like in clay court.
With all due respect to all other competitors, I am thrilled at the prospect of these two meeting again in Wimbledon final. To see how the great mutual respect and sportsmanship will be shown by both.

These 2 guys are at their best.
Let’s give them their due.

Check out my new minicity.

http://bedeng.myminicity.com/

Here you can create your own own. The town grows the more people that visit
:-D

Hey kamu,
apa kabar?
Sudah baca buku itu?
Aneh ya!?
kadang aku merasa kita seperti itu
padahal penulis buku itu tidak kenal kita
tentu saja
apalagi khusus menulis tentang kita
aku rasa tidak
apa semua orang begitu
padahal sebenarnya
dia menulis tentang dirinya sendiri
…
kalau memang benar begitu
berarti kita akan baik-baik saja
tapi aku rasa tidak
mari kita bicara
kamu beritahu aku
aku terlalu bodoh untuk mengerti

Harga BBM sudah naik. Demonstrasi dimana-mana.
Jadi sedih dan kasihan karena demo nya pake kekerasan.
Semoga orang-orang yang demo dengan kekerasan itu sudah tahu bahwa polisi yang mereka lempari itu akan sama saja menderitanya dengan mereka saat harga BBM naik.
sigh…

Satu hal yang gua suka dari weekend adalah jalan raya gak rame bego macet dimana-mana. Minggu pagi gua diundang main tennis di Gran Melia, dari rumah ke sana cuma 15 menit karena jalan sepi. Gak banyak bus dan metromini goblok yang suka brenti seenak nya, gak ada om-om kantoran naek motor yang suka klakson sana sini trus nyerobot lewat trotoar, tapi sayangnya gak ada mbak-mbak kantoran yang wangi dan lucu-lucu yang biasanya banyak berseliweran

Satu hal yang banyak gua liat di hari minggu pagi adalah orang bersepeda. Apalagi pas lewat sekitar Senayan. Gua mati-matian menahan mupeng melihat rangka soft tail Kona hitam dengan set gear Shimano XTR terbaru yang lewat di sebelah gua. Modelnya pas dengan selera gua, simple but sophisticated.

Dari dulu gua adalah penggemar sepeda. Sejak pertama kali gua dibeliin sepeda sama papa waktu masih SD. Gua masih punya memori tentang dulu pertama kali belajar naik sepeda roda dua. Gua ngikut main sama abang gua, as always. kalo lu jadi anak kedua dan punya abang yang punya jiwa pemimpin, lu mestinya ngerasain gimana rasanya jadi pengikut setia. Kemanapun abang gua pergi, apapun yang di mainin, gua selalu jadi sidekick nya dia. Seperti batman dan robin. Dan entah kenapa gua tetap bangga dengan peran gua sebagai sidekick abang gua.

Oke, sepeda beneran gua yang pertama adalah MTB Federal warna merah ngejreng. Dibeliin pas gua udah pindah ke Padang. Hmm, sebenarnya bukan sepeda gua, tapi mesti gua share sama abang gua. Inilah awal awal saat dimana gua mulai main sendiri gak selalu bareng abang gua. Sepeda cuma satu, mana bisa pergi main barengan. Setelah beberapa konflik kecil rebutan main sepeda akhirnya papa gua beliin satu lagi MTB merk Genio warna hijau. Gak sebagus Federal merah yang langsung diklaim abang gua jadi punya dia. Sumpah kalau gua udah ngerti gimana kondisi keuangan papa mama gua waktu itu gua gak akan minta dibeliin sepeda itu.

Sejak punya sepeda hijau itu, segala medan persepedaan gua tempuh, jauh-dekat, naik-turun, hampir seluruh kota Padang sudah gua jelajahi dengan sepeda hijau gua. Tapi level nya masih cupu… paling banyak lewat jalan raya, atau jalan kampung, gua belum kenal track outbond semacam puncrut, lembang, dkk. Masih belum tau tips and tricks bersepeda.
Masa SMA gua suram, tanpa sepeda. Nuff said.

Nah, pas kuliah di bandung, dunia persepedaan gua meningkat pesat. Bermodalkan sepeda rakitan, rangka batang hard tail Big Cat, Shimano Deore, dll, menurut gua waktu itu spec nya udah cukup, tinggal tambah cakram depan belakang juga gua udah puas. Tapi sayangnya gua lebih milih ngabisin duit gua buat beli buku An Introduction to Analog and Digital Communincation, mouse-pad paling mahal gua sampai saat ini.
Dengan sepeda itu hampir setiap minggu pagi gua ke lembang, turun downhill di puncrut, atau naek lewat taman hutan Bung Hatta, turun lewat jalan raya di lembang. Benar-benar bersepeda!
Dan karena sepeda itu juga gua cedera, lutut gua geser! Akibatnya gua gak bisa tennis dan tentu saja gak bisa sepeda. Selama 2 bulan lebih olahraga gua cuma berenang kayak orang sakit asma. Pyuh!. Setelah lutut gua normal lagi persepedaan gua berlanjut sampai saat suatu “hari itu”, sepeda gua hilang.

Trus sekarang bagaimanakah persepedaan gua? Nol besar…
Ini lah yang sekarang sedang gua pikirkan secara keras. Haruskah gua mulai lagi? Berbagai pertimbangan melarang gua untuk bersepeda lagi. Termasuk ntar apa kata mama gua: “buat apa sih beli sepeda? kayak anak2 aja! mending duitnya dipake untuk yang bermanfaat”
Selain itu gua sendiri juga mikir, kalau misalnya gua punya sepeda ntar kapan gua make nya ya? Gua bakal bingung ngatur jadwal sepeda, tennis dan berenang, dan kalau ada ajakan futsal. Gelo, lebih pusing daripada mikirin kerjaan nginterkoneksi Ericsson-Huawei mikirnya. ahaha…

Summary analisis SWOT gua terhadap project pengadaan sepeda:
Strength: Enthusiasm, energy, imagination, expertise dalam persepedaan, dukungan finansial lebih baik dibanding saat masih mahasiswa
Weakness: tak punya waktu untuk pakai sepeda nya, masih mempertimbangkan bahwa sepeda is just a waste of money
Oportunity: udah punya beberapa kenalan orang klub sepeda yang bisa rekomendasi toko2 termurah
Threat: tak didukung oleh keluarga

Jadi gimana nih? Haruskah gua mewujudkan mimpi-mimpi basah gua punya sepeda keren?

Q. Why you should never fall in love with a tennis player?
A. To them ‘Love’ means nothing.

The origin of the use of “love” for zero is also disputed; it is possible that it derives from the French word for an egg (l‘oeuf) because an egg looks like the number zero. “Love” is also said to possibly derive from “l’heure” or “the hour” in French. When stating the score, the server’s score is stated first. If the server (or the umpire) announces the score as “thirty-love,” for example, it means that the server has won two points and the receiver none.
Taken from Wikipedia

Maybe I should stop playing tennis…
:-(

Wahai tennis lover,
This is how you can rate the level of your play, based on United States Tennis Association system.

To place yourself:

A. Begin with 1.5. Read all categories carefully and then decide which one best describes your present ability level. Be certain that you qualify on all points of all preceding levels as well as those in the level you choose.
B. When rating yourself assume you are playing against a player of the same gender and the same ability.

General Characteristics of Various NTRP Playing Levels

1.5
You have limited experience and are working primarily on getting the ball in play.

2.0
You lack court experience and your strokes need developing. You are familiar with the basic positions for singles and doubles play.

2.5
You are learning to judge where the ball is going, although your court coverage is limited. You can sustain a short rally of slow pace with other players of the same ability.

3.0
You are fairly consistent when hitting medium-paced shots, but are not comfortable with all strokes and lack execution when trying for directional control, depth, or power. Your most common doubles formation is one-up, one-back.

3.5
You have achieved improved stroke dependability with directional control on moderate shots, but need to develop depth and variety. You exhibit more aggressive net play, have improved court coverage and are developing teamwork in doubles.

4.0
You have dependable strokes, including directional control and depth on both forehand and backhand sides on moderate-paced shots. You can use lobs, overheads, approach shots and volleys with some success and occasionally force errors when serving. Rallies may be lost due to impatience. Teamwork in doubles is evident.

4.5
You have developed your use of power and spin and can handle pace. You have sound footwork, can control depth of shots, and attempt to vary game plan according to your opponents. You can hit first serves with power and accuracy and place the second serve. You tend to overhit on difficult shots. Aggressive net play is common in doubles.

5.0
You have good shot anticipation and frequently have an outstanding shot or attribute around which a game may be structured. You can regularly hit winners or force errors off of short balls and can put away volleys. You can successfully execute lobs, drop shots, half volleys, overhead smashes, and have good depth and spin on most second serves.

5.5
You have mastered power and/or consistency as a major weapon. You can vary strategies and styles of play in a competitive situation and hit dependable shots in a stress situation.

6.0 to 7.0
You have had intensive training for national tournament competition at the junior and collegiate levels and have obtained a sectional and/or national ranking.

7.0
You are a world-class player.

So where are you?

:-) I am somewhere between 6-7
nah.. just kidding

yang bener itu “mengubah”, bukan “merubah”

cari aja di google pake kata kunci “mengubah merubah” udah banyak yang bahas

bukan gw sok2an, wong dulu jaman sekolah bahasa indonesia gw sering dapet nilai 6
tapi cape de…
ganggu aja denger nya

My life lately…
:-(
I want to go home,
but where is home?
I have had enough of this lonelyplanet.
I am pretty much screwed up.
*sigh

Hi Pete, you were right about those fcuking locals

Kata orang di Indonesia sekarang lagi perang.
Perang nya perang tarif.
Walau tanpa peluru, tapi tetap saja akan membunuh banyak orang. Termasuk saya yang terlibat langsung dalam bisnis telekomunikasi ini
Dan juga walopun katanya perang tarif ini pada akhirnya yang untung tetap konsumen, tapi tetap saja rasanya ada yang tak tepat.
Saya khawatir dengan masa depan telekomunikasi Indonesia (masa depan saya juga).
Kalau begini terus bisa-bisa bisnis telekomunikasi bukan lagi menjadi bisnis primadona, orang-orang gak mau investasi di sini.

Menurut BRTI (Badan Regulasi Telekomunikasi Indonesia) tarif seluler saat ini adalah promosi dan gimmick marketing, belum merupakan tarif tetap.
BRTI akan melihat dan memantau tarif seluler apakah akan turun setelah pemberlakuan skema tarif interkoneksi oleh pemerintah pada 1 April mendatang.
Mari kita nantikan tanggal 1 April ini. Moga2 aja gak ada april mop.

Satu hal yang saya sadari dari perang tarif ini adalah semuanya untuk pelanggan prabayar. Dan juga lebih banyak untuk menarik pelanggan baru. Lalu apa kabar pengguna pascabayar seperti saya.
Hello operator, kamu masih sayang aku?
Ah ternyata kamu gitu. Mentang-mentang kita sudah lama, kamu mau cari yang baru lagi. Tak tahukah kamu betapa aku setia pada mu? Tak cukupkah 6 tahun kebersamaan kita?
Kalau begini terus aku juga mau selingkuh saja…

Hi, I have new favourite TV show!

The truth is: I can not answer some questions.
Ahaha.. Funny
But I think some of the questions might not fit to 1st-5th grade question. It is more like general things.

And for sure, it’s ok to forget some random trivia in life.
When someone goes to college to be an Electrical Engineer do you think they are dumb because they don’t remember some random factoid about history? Of course not!

Michael Crichton terkenal karena buku fiction, e.g. Jurassic Park, The Terminal Man, The Lost World, TImeline, etc.
Tapi buku nya yang ini bukan fiction, lebih semacam otobiografi. Catatan perjalan hidup nya dan halhal yang terjadi dalam hidup nya.

Pada bagian awal Michael menceritakan tentang masa sekolah di Medical School. Juga tentang kenapa dia keluar dari dunia kedokteran.
Lucu, penuh kenangan, berdarahdarah, dalam sudut pandangan dia. Bagian ini juga membuat saya terkenangkenang lagi dengan masa sekolah saya yang berlalu belum terlalu lama. Kangen euy!

Keluar dari Med School mungkin diaggap bego, gila. Atau paling buruk dianggap cemen, gak mampu bersaing. Med school nya salah satu yang terbaik di dunia: Harvard, tapi itu bukan yang dia ingin lakukan dalam hidup. Dia tak peduli apa kata orang (bukan dengan nada sombong, setelah dia sukses di Hollywood dengan buku, script dan film nya)
Untung lah ternyata dia keluar dari Medical School nya, kalau tidak belum tentu saya bisa punya buku seperti ini, dan belum tentu ada Jurassic Park =D

Lalu bagian kedua buku ini tak kalah seru. Tentang bagaimana dia memulai petualangan nya. Setelah SEMUA yang didapatnya dalam hidup, pertanyaannya adalah selanjutnya apa?
Tema umum, pencarian jati diri. Hampir semua orang menjalaninya, tapi tentu saja dari titik awal dan sudut pandang yang berbeda.
Dalam buku ini, bagi Michael Crichton titik awal nya saat itu adalah saat dia memutuskan untuk bertualang.

Dimulai lah cerita petualangan nya ke berbagai belahan dunia. Mendaki Kilimanjaro, ketemu gajah ngamuk di Malaysia, menyelam di Carribean, dan lain2. Walaupun dalam beberapa cerita seperti nya sudah tidak terlalu relevan lagi dengan tahun sekarang, (perjalannya terjadi tahun 1971-1986), ada beberapa tempat yang dia ceritakan di buku saya coba kunjungin ternyata sudah berubah, tapi yang terpenting dari cerita nya adalah tentang “Journey to his inner self “.
Saya suka gaya menulisnya dengan banyak humor yang self-deprecating (mengutuk diri sendiri). Seperti monolog dengan diri sendiri, yang saya lakukan 100 juta kali sehari, mungkin.

In conclusion, buku ini cukup membantu saya yang sedang berusaha menjadi open-minded pragmatist daripada sceptic.
Great writer, great story, good to know who he is.

Awalnya gw kira gak bakal begini
Nasi sudah jadi bubur
Pak haji sudah kecebur
Apa mau dikata
Mau bilang sorry juga percuma
I am surely not forgiven not forgotten

I am losing it
At least don’t lose the lesson, katanya

Sintiang…

Hari ini 13 haribulan, harijadi aku. Genap 24 tahun sudah umur aku.
Happy birthday to me!

Harijadi aku kali ini aku sorang saja kat negeri ini, kat bilik tidor ini.
Karena itu aku nak kasik diri aku hadiah.
Setelah aku fikir2, tak payah lah beli benda yang bukan2. Aku nak gunting rambut sahaja!!

Aku dengan bersemangat kental pergi ke Sunway mall untuk gunting rambut petang ini. Orang cakap ada tempat gunting rambut bagus kat sana. Tapi mahal sikit. Tak kesah lah aku fikir.
Berbekalkan duit saving aku, serta gaji bulanan aku yang seto’et itu, dapatlah aku bergolok gadai potong rambut model baru ini. Selepas rambut aku dipotong mereka beri aku sisir, percuma, tak bayar. Sudah lama sangat rasanya aku tak punya sisir.
Semoga rambut comei ni tahan panas mentari dan angin puyoh.

Untuk aku: selamat hari jadi.
Bagi siapa yang baca blog ni tak payah susah-susah nak kasik hadiah, memadai sekadar ucapan do’a selamat. Tapi kalau nak sedekah geran tanah beserta rumah, aku sedia terima dengan hati terbuka.
Lepas kerja, pukul 6 petang, parking lot Subang Hitech, aku tunggu.. Beri aku call dulu, atau hantar message =D

00.20, 13 February 2008
Dari pusat perbandaran Sunway

Sahaya punya banyak uang logam, atau koin, atau recehan.
Dari yang paling besar pecahan Rp 1000 sampai yang paling kecil Rp 25 sahaya punya. Sahaya kira gak banyak orang yang punya pecahan Rp 25 sekarang ini.

Uang-uang tersebut biasanya sahaya dapet dari:
- kembalian jajan di Hero PIM
- kembalian belanja di Carefour lebak bulus
- kembalian jajan di Gramedia PIM
- kembalian jajan sarapan pagi di bedeng
- kembalian makan siang di kantin supir Basement 2 PIM 2
- kembalian jajan sore di Starmart basement kantor
- kembalian makan malam di chinese food simpang Radio dalam
- kembalian makan di warteg andalan
- kembalian jajan bengbeng, choki2, dll dari warung depan rumah
- kembalian naek metro mini, kopaja, angkot
- kembalian dari belanja di tempat2 lain

Jadi, semuanya dari “kembalian”.
Tapi lihatlah jumlahnya.
Ketika sahaya pindahkan koin2 tersebut ke timbangan berat badan, jarum menunjuk angka 3. Memang sih timbangan badan seperti di gambar punya ketelitian yang tak terlalu baik.
Tapi bayangkan ada kumpulan uang logam bisa menggeser jarum timbangan badan!

Uang ini terus bertambah hampir setiap hari. Laju pertambahan uang ini dari sumber yang disebut di atas jauh diatas laju pengurangan:
- beli Bengbeng di warung depan
- beli Taro di warung depan
- beli choki2 di warung depan
- beli Gery salut coklat di warung depan
- beli shampo sachet di warung depan
- beli barang lain2 di warung depan
- Hermana nginep di kos terus minta ongkos pulang
- Ikhsan nginep di rumah trus minta ongkos metro mini
- Agus nginep di rumah terus minta ongkos metro mini
- Teman2 lain nginep di rumah terus minta receh untuk ongkos pulang
- Si xxx minta di kerok pake koin (koinnya mending dibuang abis kerok daripada disimpan lagi, soalnya yang dikerok bukan jadi merah, tapi jadi putih, daki nya keangkat semua)

Tapi coba perhatikan, kas pengeluaran di atas juga bisa juga jadi kas pemasukan untuk uang logam sahaya. Contohnya:
- beli bengbeng di warung depan Rp 1200, saat beli cuma ada 3 receh Rp 500, kembalian 3 koin Rp 100.
- Hermana dateng ke kos bawa receh kembalian metro mini ditaruh di tempat koin.
Jadinya koin sahaya sepertinya semakin bertambah tiap hari.

Sahaya bingung mau diapakan ini uang.
Beberapa hal yang sempat terpikirkan:
1. koin2 ini susah dibawa, (baca: malu bawa nya), kalau dikantongin gemerincing, ngilangin harga diri, ganteng2 kok recehan. ahaha.
2. mau disumbangkan, tapi malu sama Tuhan, mau nyumbang kok recehan, nanti dikasih pahala juga cuma recehan sama Tuhan.
3. mau dituker ama abang2 metro mini. tapi kembali ke hal no 1.

Dah ah!

A: “Masih gelap gak?”
B: “Masih…”
A: “Kapan terang nya ya?”
B: “Ntar kalau matahari bersinar”
A: “Gimana caranya biar bersinar?”
B: “Ya dia mesti bergerak terbit”
A: “Harus gitu?”
B: “Iya”
A: “Bukannya bumi yang harusnya berputar dari barat ke timur?”
B: “…”

Australian Open udah mulai satu minggu terakhir ini. Dan karena waktu di Melbourne lebih cepat 4 jam daripada waktu di Jakarta jadinya sahaya masih ada waktu untuk pulang cepat2 dari kantor trus nonton di Star Sport. Hoho… bahkan sejak dari kantor sahaya sudah cekcek nanti siapa yang main.

Sejauh ini yang paling berkesan adalah pertandingan antara Roddick vs Kohlschreiber (pemain gak terkenal dari jerman tapi kok jago ya!?). Pertandingannya lima set, dan Roddick yang dulu pernah jadi pemain paporit sahaya kalah… ah.

Tennis emang bukan masalah siapa yang bisa mukul kenceng. Yang kenceng belum tentu menang. Perlu ketenangan jiwa dan konsentrasi untuk tetap bisa mengkontrol jalannya pertandingan.
Kemarin itu si Kohlsrei-siapagitu emang lagi bagus dan Roddick walopun cukup bagus tapi kalah konsisten ama si lawannya. Kenapa ya si Roddick makin bego? Kasian juga uy, mantan no 1 dunia gak pernah juara lagi. Ntar deh jadi juara di US Open aja ya, mau dibilang jago kandang juga gapapa.

Dan kemarin ada juga pertandingan Federer vs Tipsarevic. Pertandingannya seru, lima set juga, dan Federer akhirnya menang setelah hampir lima jam bertanding.

Yang menarik dari pertandingan para gentlemen ini adalah: dua-dua nya punya sikap yang positif di lapangan, gak pernah protes2 yang mengganggu lawan atau wasit, atau juga bilang sorry kalau bola ternyata kena net tapi malah masuk. Hal2 ini memang wajar terjadi dalam satu pertandingan, tapi mereka berdua terlihat sangat saling menghargai. Keduanya punya kedewasaan emosi yang terlihat dari ketenangan mereka di lapangan.

Federer menang bukan kebetulan. Di level tennis dunia seperti mereka dengan skill tennis yang gak jauh2 beda, konsistensi dan sikap mental juara adalah yang paling penting untuk menang. Federer emang no 1.

Kalo pertandingan bagian cewek, sejauh ini yang paling keren Chakvetadze vs Kirilenko. Cantik vs cantik siapa sih yang gak betah nontonnya. Ahaha…

Semoga Australian Open tahun 2009 depan saya bisa ikutan.
Bukan ikutan tanding, tapi ikutan nonton langsung. haha. Gimana mau ikut tanding, lah-wong lawan bapak2 di kantor saja sahaya masih kalah.

Jadi kesimpulan tulisan ini adalah: bakat doang gak cukup, attitude and confidence is the key to success.

Gini ceritanya…
Baru seminggu masuk kerja besok udah long weekend lagee. Tanggal merah nya kan cuma besok hari kamis, tapi dasar si boss suka main cantik dan gak mau rugi, kita semua disuruh ambil cuti bersama. Ah padahal gua kan pengen nabung cuti. Ntar-ntar ambil cuti yang banyak sekaligus biar bisa pigi jalan2 lagi.
Jadinya menjelang jam 5 ini gua menyusun rencana long wiken ini.

Trus ada satu lagi nih.
Jadi gini… Pernah gak sih lu merasa terganggu dengan ringtone orang lain?
Awalnya sih gua juga biasa aja.
Sekali-kali denger ringtone “ooo uuooo uooo yeeeaa…. oooo uuooo uooo yeaaa” gak masalah. Tapi ini tiap 5 menit, coy. Si Bapak kerjaannya emang stand by nerima complaint lewat HP, tapi kok malah ring tone nya begitu sih, pak? mending yang menyejukkan hati gitu.
Please pak, gua gak enak mau ngomong langsung. Tapi hari2 belakangan semakin menyiksa dengan polusi suara itu…

First day at the office after happy holidays. Not much to do (that’s why I can write this )
oya, happy new year 2008 guys. Hope your wishes come true.
The journey through year 2007 has enriched me with things I will never forget. And let’s hope the next a year ahead will also brings us more enlightening to our lives.

Selama 2007 udah lumayan juga apa yang saya alami:
Jadi engineer yang kerjanya wuenak.
Punya jadwal tetap olahraga.
Hidup teratur dan sehat lahir batin =D
Punya temen-temen baru yang manis-manis dan menyenangkan.
Mengunjungi tempat-tempat baru dan seru.
Liburan-liburan menyenangkan.

Selama 2007 juga ada ups and downs.
Selalu dalam “ups” saya lupa Tuhan, sedangkan setiap “downs” saya cenderung menyalahkan Tuhan.
Tapi pada akhirnya saya lah yang menjadi malu sama Tuhan karena sebenarnya Tuhan itu baik dan yang menjadi halangan sebenarnya datangnya dari manusia ini.

Harapan 2008 (bukan resolusi loh ya?! Kalau resolusi kan mesti! =D
Ngebahagian orang tua (abstrak banget ya?! tapi I know what to do *kedip kedip*)
Makin dekat dengan keluarga
Makin dekat dengan diri sendiri
Makin dekat dengan Tuhan
Lebih baik dalam urusan asmara
Kerjaan lancar
Promosi jadi manager (harapan boleh aja tho? namanya juga berharap)
Tetap hidup teratur dan sehat lahir batin
Tetap punya jadwal olahraga tetap
Tetap punya liburan-liburan yang menyenangkan =D

Omong-omong tentang vacation, my last vacation could be one of the best experience of my life. I visited great places, great view, I met great people with great heart, easy to laugh and fun to be with. Special thanks to Agus and his family who allowed me to stay at his house. Thanks Tante, ampun tante saya jangan disuruh makan terus; thanks Om; thanks Ci Monik dan Koko (smoga ntar bayinya sehat kayak Koko); thanks Novi “Jino” nanti aku beli pulsa lagi.
Also to my fellow Ikhsan for such a good companion; Teguh for being such a nice person; Tato’ for being the best guide ever,
And this list could be very long… You guys I met in Bali, thanks ya!

And for you, my friends, my brother, my sister, whoever you are, I really hope the next years ahead could be very meaningful for the story of our journey through life.

Happy New Year 2008!

This post will not contain any complaining sentences like several previous posts tend be =D
Because I am happy now.

Happy holidays!

Setelah dibaca-baca lagi…
Sorry ya bahasa sahaya yang di postingan di bawah. Lagi esmosi berat sama NEWSLINKsmc
…
Tapi hari ini lebih esmosi lagih karena ternyata ya ada gituh orang yang hypocrite sangat…
dah ah!!

I have some people I admire in this life. I mean living people, not the people I know just by story and history.
And I met one of them last weekend.
She is very friendly, easy to laugh, and very fun to be with. I love to see how she enjoy her life.
She dedicated her life to something greater than herself. Don’t even think about great things, revolusionary idea, or something like that. What she’s been doing is just a small thing, but really can make this world better.
And she is so humble that I am sure she doesn’t like me writing about her

Then I just realize, what really sad is that people who are the most hardworking, care about people and environment, and have the ability to make this world better don’t have the ambition and ego to be a leader.
They just enjoy helping others and they don’t care their name never coming on the media.
Fcuk superficial rewards.
Fcuk politician.

Kepada yang menelepon sahaya hari Sabtu 3 November 2007 kemarin, maafkan sahaya…

Begini ceritanya
Sahaya bersekolah pindah-pindah sejak kecil. Karena itu sahaya tak punya teman yang besar di lingkungan yang sama. Apalagi puppy love yang berkelanjutan sampai sekarang, lalu kita hidup bahagia ever after, seperti di pelem2 gituh. haha. Tak ada…
Tapi karena pindah2 itu gua punya teman agak banyak. I am grateful for that.
Lalu masalah timbul karena otak gua yang kecil, gua gak bisa menghapal semua teman2 gua.
Pembicaraan seperti ini pernah terjadi:
Teman: “Eh Bul, apa kabar lu? Lama gak jumpa ya?! Gimana kerjaan lu?”
Sahaya: (rada bingung) “Oh, hai. Baek2. Apa kabar juga lu? Kerjaan gimana?”
T: (dahi bekernyit, mata mendelik intimidatif) “Kerja??? Lu lupa ya ama gua?!”
S: “Wah sori2.. tapi gua bener2 lupa”
T: “Anjirr… parah lu lupa ama gua. Sombong banget sih jadi orang”
S: “Iya sori nih..sori lupa gua.. Siapa ya? kita ketemu dimana ya dulu?”
T: “wah gini nih, sombong sekarang…”
Ya gimana cuy, lupa ya lupa. Jadi begitulah pembicaraan selanjutnya sampai gua harus pergi. Dia tetap bersikeras gua itu sombong sampai melupakan dia dan gua tetap bertanya dia siapa karena ya gua emang gak ingat. Sampai sekarang gua gak tau siapa anda hai misterious man. Situ gak ngasi tau sih. So siapa yang sombong?! Sori ya misterious-man, saya memang tak ingat siapa anda. Maafkan sahaya.

Hal yang sama terjadi sabtu kemarin. Telp gua berbunyi
Gua: “Halo”
Teman: “Halo apa kabar?”
G: “Eh hai. Baek2. Ini siapa ya?”
T: “Wah, tuh kan gak disave nomer gua..!”
G: “Oh sori2. Gak ada display nomer nya…”
T: “Wah gini nih sekarang sombong banget”
G: “Iya sori2… Ini siapa ya?”
T: “Ah parah lu, gak inget ama gua”
G: “Iya siapa?”
T: “Tebak lah. Ingat2 lagi dong…”
G: “Mas, saya terima telpon lagi mahal nih, intl roaming. Kalau ada yang penting sms aja ya”
T: “Ah gitu banget sih lo. Tebak dulu dong”
Telpun langsung gua tutup. Ditunggu-tunggu SMS tak datang. Gua mau ngehubungi balik pun tak tau kemana.
Hal ini sering terjadi dan lama-lama bikin pusing juga.
Sori ya buat yang nelpon gua kemarin sabtu. Sori teman.
Entah darimana gua dapat, tapi friendship adalah salah satu value yang gua hargai dalam hidup.

Dah ah…

Right.
Do not work!
It is a big time robbery

*It’s a joke of course

Ahaha…
Funny things to do sebelum mudik.

Here’s with another picture (who is Daniela Pestova?)

Selamat hari raya idul fitri 1428H, mohon maaf lahir & batin
=D

Currently listening to Ermy Kulit.
Top of the list: Kasih
maaf temans, sahaya membelot jadi eighties =D

I know her songs because I listened to them when I was very young. My mother played the tape.
Yesterday I saw a new album CD of Ermy Kulit. I was thinking about buying it (IDR 99.000) before I remembered that I have to be thrifty.
Lebaran sebentar lagi, and it is costly indeed.

Dah ah

Sebenarnya kejadian ini sudah lewat seminggu yang lalu. tapi ya karena selalu tak ada waktu untuk menulis ya baru sekarang ditulis. (haha, as if gua rajin aja nge-update si blog ini…)
hari itu hari kerja biasa, datang jam 8 pagi, buka detik.com, buka yahoomail, buka gmail, buka milis, buka sepatu, dan ritual pagi lainnya.
Masih belum ada yang aneh.

Jam 9-an kantor mulai rame, ketawa ketiwi di kubikal2, gosip2 mulai terdengar. Ada juga rekan kerja yang ibu2 muda cantik (cantik loh beneran… tapi sayangnya udah ibu2) lagi nelpon anaknya sambil ngomong bahasa inggris.. bapaknya bule.. (asumsi)

Masih belum ada yang aneh kan?
Memang sebenarnya gak ada yang aneh. =D
Sampe akhirnya gua melihat satu wajah yang sepertinya pernah kenal, yaitu rekan kerja satu divisi di divisi lama. muka nya mirip pisan-san-san.

Dengan gagah gempita gua samperin dan gua sapa dong si Mas yang lagi duduk.
Gua: “Mas, lagi main ke sini ya?”
Mas: “……..”
cuma dahinya yang berkerut, abis itu celingak celinguk ke belakang
asumsi: dia mencari2 dengan siapa gua bicara, siapa tau ada di belakang dia.

Gua: “loh, mas kan dari divisi X ya? lagi main ke sini?”
Sepertinya si mas mengerti bahasa indonesia dan mengerti bahwa gua memang lagi bicara sama dia
Mas: “oh bukan, pak… saya memang di sini, saya lebih duluan daripada bapak di lantai 6 ini”
Gua: “speak speak bla bla bla…”
Mas: “ya ya ya dudu du da da dam”

ang eng ong…
singkat cerita… tiba2 muka gua panas… udah SKSD ternyata salah orang
maluuu banget hari itu. malu nya karena memang orang yang pemalu *blushing dan yang lebih parah ada yang ketawa ngakak ngeliatin gua… thanks ya for making me feel worse. dan kenapa si Mas manggil gua “bapak”. ah sial ternyata dia memang tak gaul.

Hari itu gua gak berani ikut2an ketawa ketiwi ngegosip (selain karena puasa gak boleh gosip)
Hari itu, gak berani pulang cepat karena takut diliatin orang trus dibisik2 trus diketawain. begitulah sodara-sodara, cerita yang sebenarnya menjadi aib tapi malah gua tulis di sini. karena apa? karena cerita itu mengantarkan gua ke hari berikutnya.

Gua yakin gak salah orang, gua coba main kembali ke tempat kerja yang lama. Eh beneran ketemu sama si Mas. Kalo ini gua yakin orang nya, gak salah lagi. langsung jurus SKSD keluar lagi. ternyata si mas memang tidak pernah lupa ingatan trus main2 ke lantai 6. (eh tapi kalau lupa ingatan gak akan ingat ya dia ke lantai 6, ah ntah pa pa)

Lalu di hari yang sama gua balik ke meja di lantai 6, kembali melewati si Mas-yang-mirip-pisan-sama-rekan-kerja–dari-divisi-yang-lama (MYMPSRKDDYL). ternyata mereka memang mirip. si MYMPSRKDDYL wajahnya serupa tapi tak sama. percaya gak? harus percaya karena apa yang dituliskan di sini adalah fiktif belaka. kesamaan tempat dan nama pelaku hanya kebetulan belaka. lho?

Jadi pembaca harus percaya bahwa yang namanya teori orang berwajah serupa itu ada. Teori itu berkata di dunia ada 3 orang yang wajahnya serupa.

Hari ini pertama puasa. Mau pulang saja rasanya.
Tapi di rumah pun ngapain? Tak ada siapa-siapa dan tak ada yang bisa dikerjakan.
Jadilah sahaya bertahan di meja ini.

Pengumumam perubahan peraturan jam kantor ditempel dimana2:
Please be informed that for employees who will undertake fasting activities during the Ramadhan month, which starts based on Government announcement, the break time / lunch hour will be reduced by half an hour and employee can choose the following working hours:
1. Start from 7.30, break time 12.00-12.30, and leaving 16.00.
2. Start from 8.00, break time 12.00-12.30, and leaving 16.30.
3. Start from 8.30, break time 12.00-12.30, and leaving 17.00.

Karena tadi pagi datang jam 7.30 harusnya sahaya bisa pulang dari tadi. Tapi ya itu, seperti sahaya bilang tadi, pulang trus ngapain? Mending di sini, paling tidak menghasilkan satu tulisan tak tentu ini.

Dari kemarin ada berita gempa di rumah di padang. Syukurlah orang di rumah gak kenapa-kenapa walaupun sempat ngungsi ke Unand karena takut tsunami.
Tapi katanya toko showroom mitsubishi tante Reni hancur-cur dan ada yang tertindih runtuhannya. Innalillah..

Ok thanks for reading
mau pulang saja rasanya

I can’t believe that Federer used to have temper.
He is so cool now.
Is it what he need to be a champion?

I will tell you my kinds of problem that can happen anytime. I get paid to overcome these.
Enjoy

at RBS:
PlugInUnit_BoardSwitchCoreFault
Synch Reference Path HW Fault
AiDevice_ExternalUnitFailure
AiuDeviceGroup_ExternalUnitFailure
AuxPlugInUnit_PiuConnectionLost
Carrier_RxDiversityLost
TmaDevice_LnaFailure
Rbs_NodeSynchronizationFailure
TU Synch Reference Loss of Signal
System Clock Quality Degradation
Loss of synchronisation

at RNC:
call_establishment_error
MTP3b RouteSetUnavailable
NbapDedicated_RncRbsControlLinkDown
UtranCell_NbapMessageFailure
CchFrameSynch_TimingAdjCtrlFrame
UtranCell_RBSLocalCellNotAdded
NodeSynchTp_Initial_Phase_Difference
Remote Defect Indication on IMA Link
PDH Degraded Signal
CchFrameSynch_TooLateDataFrameDiscard
Degraded Signal(degraded_signal_m3100)
NodeSynchTp_Threshold_Exceeded

Wahai engineer telekomunikasi, I found this while blogwalking this morning:
Carriers Now Required To Allow Roaming
Mungkin kah terjadi di Indonesia?

Pernah
Kita sama-sama terluka
Karena ketololan ku
Tapi ketika tergores
Meninggalkan bekas
Kita tetap tersenyum
Seolah tak merasa apa-apa

Sekarang lukaku lukamu
Sudah kering
Walau tak pernah
Kita bicarakan
Lukaku masih membekas
Lukamu sudah dioperasi plastik
… bagus lah!

CONFUSED
CONFUSed
CONfused
Confused

My life is about choices. So are yours.
The more choices are available the more difficult to choose.
I always thought back then that there is only one correct choice among those available.
Then I realize that whatever decision I made, nothing is wrong.
It’s not like a paper school test; one wrong answer and I will never make a perfect score.
My life is not a test. Once I made a mistake, I am sure I still can have a perfect life.

pembenaran

kemarin kesempatannya ada
menyesal gua tidak berbuat
penyesalan ketika tidak-berbuat lebih besar
daripada penyesalan setelah berbuat
pertanyaan hati tidak terjawab

Orang orang suku Jawa paling gampang dikenal; tanya aja dia dari mana. Kalau kota asalnya di Jawa berarti dia orang Jawa.
Hmm, selain cara cepat seperti itu ada cara lain untuk mengenal suku Jawa; suruh dia baca tulisan berikut: ”dudidudidam dam dudidudidam”. Perhatikan tekanan pengucapan pada setiap huruf ”d”. Begitulah suku Jawa.

Kalau orang Padang perlu trik berbeda (selain dengan cara nanya asalnya dari mana), ajak aja makan ke restoran Padang. Tapi pastikan dulu restoran itu adalah benar-benar milik orang Padang yang bisa bahasa Padang. Kalau tiba-tiba dia akrab berbicara bahasa padang sama si abang jualan berarti dia orang Padang.

Tapi jangan terlalu cepat percaya juga… Ada tes lain yang mesti berhasil dilalui seseorang jika dia mengaku orang Padang. Lihat jumlah sambel yang dia makan. Kalo sambelnya cuma seupil itu tandanya dia (mungkin) orang Jawa yang transmigrasi jadi orang Padang sampai lancar bahasa Padang. Teori yang sama juga berlaku sebaliknya. Terdapat beberapa komunitas Padang murtad yang udah lama di jawa dan dapet cengok nya bahasa jawa.
Mereka akan berpikir keras ketika ditanya ”bapak asli Jawa?” padahal buyut mereka orang Padang.

Belum lagi kelompok yang dibilang ”orang cina”. Kalo yang ini biasanya udah keliatan langsung dari ciri-ciri fisik mereka; mata rada-rada ceper dan tidak punya lipatan kelopak mata. Tanpa bertanya ”anda keturunan cina?” pun kita sudah tahu.
Tapi ini juga tidak mutlak. Ada temen gua, Kukun berpenampilan sangat cina, lengkap dengan aksesoris mata sipit, tapi sama sekali gak ada darah cina, tapi jawa medhok tulen. Nah lo… gak ada satu pun di dunia ini yang mutlak.

Bukan pilihan manusia untuk dia jadi orang Padang, Jawa atau cina. Jadi gak ada gunanya lu berbangga diri karena lu terlahir sebagai orang Padang. Benar benar maha tolol itu.

Gua menulis ini karena lagi kesel ama orang-orang rasis tolol yang merusak hari gua.

Udah gak jaman bung lu perlu tau gua orang mana sebelum lu ngerjain kerjaan lu.
Banyak hal yang lebih penting yang perlu lu tau, seperti gimana caranya buang sampah di tempat yang bener.

*) tak ada maksud menghina suku apapun
Gua lagi memimpikan kehidupan masyarakat yang ideal dengan tatanan sosial yang baik, berazas pada prinsip moral yang menjamin keseimbangan antara hak dan kewajiban individu dengan hak dan kewajiban sosial dengan prinsip persamaan tanpa pembedaan. (ck ck ck bahasanyaa…)

Have you ever done some quiz like this.
http://www.41q.com/index.asp
I found this in my high school mailing list.

Somehow they can find the right words for those who take the quiz.
Here’s my result.

Your personality type:
Warm-hearted, popular, and conscientious. Tend to put the needs of others over their own needs. Feel strong sense of responsibility and duty. Value traditions and security. Interested in serving others. Need positive reinforcement to feel good about themselves. Well-developed sense of space and function.

Careers that could fit you includes:
Home economics, nursing, teaching, administrators, child care, family practice physician, clergy, office managers, counselers, social workers, bookkeeping, accounting, secretaries, organization leaders, dental assistants, homemakers, radiological technologists, receptionists, religious educators, speech pathologists.

btw
In this lazy time I am listening to Disco Lazy Time by Nidji
Nidji is good. They are having the britpop sense; Keane + a little Coldplay + a little more Starsailor. Tapi Disco Lazy Time ini lebih “The Killer”
Go bloody brit!

Namanya Chen Dan. Asalnya dari China.
Dia bilang nama kota asalnya, tapi gua gak tau meng-eja nya gimana.
Gak bisa bahasa Indonesia. Bahasa Inggrisnya kayak di film2 Jeki cen, bikin pusing.
Tapi sekali ngomong, lanjut terus.
Dulunya gua kira gak bisa ngomong. Soalnya datang kantor gak nengok kanan kiri, duduk depan laptop, yang lain teriak2 gak jelas dia tetep gak nengok, abis itu langsung pulang.

Ternyata dia cuma tau 3 kata dalam bahasa Indonesia: kanan, kiri, lurus.
Dipake waktu dianter pulang ama driver.
“Lurus” dia bilang “lulus”. Marah-marah waktu gua tanya kok gak bisa ngomong “rrr”.

Maafkan selama ini salah sangka.
Silahkan nikmati Indonesia…

I love to observe people. And then usually I relate their behaviour with my own life. I mean not like sitting somewhere in the middle of nowhere and then staring at people passing by. (Hey, but this can be one of a way to fill the time please read my previous post).
You can actually learn something from anyone, anything, anytime.
And today’s lesson is coming from the former tennis champion Andy Roddick.

Let’s discuss Roddick’s performance at the Artois Championships 2007 and see if we can learn something from him.
I accidentally bumped into the sport channel Star Sport. There was a review of the final match between Roddick and Nicolas Mahut. Roddick finally won after saved one match point. Good to see that Roddick is back though.

Let’s have a look at the winner/unforced error ratio.
O iya, let me define the term “unforced error” first. It is a mistake made on an incoming shot that presented no difficulty in placement, depth, pace or spin/rotation, and allowed for enough time to produce a good return/stroke if one had moved, concentrated and/or chosen better stroke.
Confused? Haha, intinya pukulan yang harusnya gak “out“ atau nyangkut net tapi malah salah sendiri.
Kalo winner ya pukulan yang masuk dan gak bisa dikembalikan lawan. Ok let’s continue.

Roddick always plays aggresively. This time also. He applied a lot of pressure and hit the ball deep and very hard, especially when he had chances to hit forehand.
But as usual, he had more unforced error than a winner. He had a negative margin for his aggressive style of playing.
Not lika Mahut who played consistently with minimun unforced error. I could say that it was just lucky that bring Roddick to become champion there.
Haha… No lah, he’s great indeed.

So, lets summarize the unimportant lesson we can learn here :
Attacking should win points, not lose them.
Watch the aggressive movement of your life!

You see now ha? Terkesan maksa kan? haha
Ah at least I got my lesson of life today.

1. Sebentar lagi Wimbledon akan mulai
2. I need a hair cut
3. I found these cute Toilet signs in Pasar Festival Jakarta


4. Saya kehilangan sebuah benda penting kesayangan turun temurun sejak nenek di Belanda
5. Saya semakin kesal melihat polisi, karena tanpa berkata-kata saja muka mereka sudah berbicara “Uang administrasinya sepuluh juta, Pak”
6. Saya tidak bermaksud menghina
7. Tapi itu beneran
8. Mata mereka (oknum) berbicara
9. …
10. Mata dia juga berbicara
11. Tapi saya tak mengerti
12. This is crazy
13. I am currently listening to “Kembalilah Kasih”. Dulu dinyanyikan gaya rock oleh Anggun sebelum go Internasional sekarang Gigi + Indra Lesmana membawakan dengan penuh ratapan kesedihan
14 . HSDPA USB modem is fantastic (Huawei modem+ Indosat card)

Satu hari dalam minggu kemarin sahaya tidur xx jam. Tidak sahaya sebut nominalnya, karena emang udah sangat kelewatan dan sahaya sama sekali tidak bangga.
Rasanya tidak banyak orang yang bisa tidur xx jam lalu pas bangun bingung, ini siang atau malam.
Luar biasa kemampuan ini.
Mengapa selama ini sahaya merasa bakat sahaya adalah bermain tenis. Keliru besar!

Selain pengalaman tidur yang luar biasa itu, saya mencoba beberapa hal yang dilakukan orang untuk menghabiskan waktu.

Menghabiskan waktu tidak sama dengan mengisi waktu.
Menghabiskan waktu = anda punya banyak waktu, tidak tahu ingin berbuat apa dan melakukan hal untuk melanjutkan hidup anda.
Mengisi waktu = anda sudah punya rencana dalam hidup anda, antara satu rencana ke rencana lain anda melakukan sesuatu bermanfaat untuk melanjutkan hidup anda.

Bahkan padanan bahasa inggrisnya pun sudah ada, menghabiskan waktu = to kill time; mengisi waktu = to fill time.

Apakah sahaya seperti orang yang sedang killing time dengan menulis tidak jelas ini?
Haha… sahaya kira tidak demikian. Apalagi jika anda bekerja 8 jam lebih sehari untuk vendor telekomunikasi, main tennis 2-3 kali seminggu, berenang sekali seminggu, jalan-jalan sekali seminggu dan lain-lain kegiatan yang benar-benar sudah membunuh waktu anda.

Berikut sahaya kutip langsung dari http://www.galactic-guide.com/articles/2R110.html
Top Twenty-Six Ways To Kill Time
Top 26 Things To Do When Time Is Plenty
1. Organize. It never hurts to prepare for dealing with the lack of time.
2. Work. It never hurts to get money to spend for the next time time is plenty!
3. Clean dryer lint filter. This may be why you have soggy towels.
4. Buy postal stamps. Every time I need a stamp, I just thank myself for stocking up on them when I was killing time.
5. Write a Guide article. New field reporters accepted daily!
6. Stock up on weather forecasts. Instead of wasting a few hours looking for a weather forecast, why not stock up on them? They usually last for 3-5 days, if kept refrigerated.
7. Wax your automobile, if you have one. Preventative maintenance.
8. Clean your GuideNET Terminal. Preventative maintenance.
9. Remove arachnid webs from dwelling. They are known to annoy even the most unsanitary hitchhiker.
10. Grease your lunchbox hinges. Squeaky hinges ruin appetites.
11. Clean your air conditioner filter, if you have one. Allergies go bye-bye.
12. Spend a day pushing buttons in an elevator.
13. Learn CPR. You never know when your ticker will tick out.
14. Learn the Heimlich Maneuver. You never know when you’ll bite your last bite.
15. Learn First Aid. You never know when you’ll get a fatal injury.
16. Get a GuideNET Update. Preventative maintenance.
17. Ride the bus. Also good for killing money.
18. Give blood. H+ is in demand.
19. Cuddle your cat. Cats have feelings, too.
20. Shoot your clock. That will defiantly kill time.
21. Empty your rain gauge. Mine accumulated 4,000 centimeters one time.
22. Watch television. Educational programs spawn more and more time, though.
23. Read a book. You could actually LEARN something.
24. Dip into public baths. Look for signs that say “Swimming Pool”. (Note: some hitchhikers should pay special attention to this suggestion.)
25. Observe vehicles traverse by. Watch out for city lawn mowers.
26. Organize your lint collection. ’nuff said.

Anda juga bisa bikin list anda sendiri, sahaya juga sudah bikin tapi tentu saja tidak akan sahaya publish di sini

I still love my old phone Nokia 8250, easy to use and has perfect size.

Too many memories over 5 years we have spent together.
Although it’s not in its best condition now, still I dont want to replace it yet.

The fast changing world also changes our needs. My old phone can no longer support everything I need to do with cellular networks. But I rather buy new phone instead of replacing it.

Selamat datang perubahan. Aku akan mulai menerapkan kebijaksanaan finansial yang teratur.
Cashflow ku akan diatur dengan rapih, sesuai pelajaran dari Robert Kiyosaki dkk.

Aku akan mulai memikirkan masa depan, memulai investasi hari tua, asuransi kesehatan, KPR dll.
Dan juga persiapan nikah.
Gak mau jadi bujang lapuk penumpuk harta.

Tapi bingung, produk2 yang ditawarkan sangat beragam, harus mengedukasi diri sendiri dulu. Kalo udah jago ntar mo ikutan reksadana, main saham, properti dan lain-lainnya.
But the point is semua ini harus dimulai.
There’s always the first time in everything we do.

Hi Blog,
If I see the last date I wrote here, It has been xx months
So many things happened in between.
So what now? I really don’t know what to write. But I still want to write. Haha…
It’s your choice now to stop reading here or continue wasting your time because what I am going to write is nothing.
I am going to talk about love, especially cinta antara dua insan manusia (berbeda jenis kelamin) cie.. hue hue… suit suit…
…
…
…
no no,
after several times trying to start writing, I couldn’t do it. Love is just unavoidable, undeniable.
And I just dont know how to start talking about this.
Better to write about something else now.

Let’s talk about sports, whatever your sports are. Tennis, football, basketball, or anything. Or any other hobbies you do, music, gardening, travelling, or anything.
There will come times when you do your hobbies it become very frustating. The thought of “What am I doing here!?” will have came to your mind occasionally as well. Am I right? Iya kan?
(No? ya tenang aja, just beware because there’s something lurking in the dark waiting for an opportunity to start coming. haha)

My hobby is tennis. I love playing tennis, but I sometimes experienced the feeling “what am I doing here?!” while playing.
I do tennis just for fun, just for fun, just for fun. No business intention at all. Apalagi keinginan terjun ke pro… hahaha… no way laa, too late already. And I am also not that good.

Since I am not professionals it should not all be about winning with me. (Not that winning isn’t nice…it’s great!) To find the proper attitude we should be playing tennis with, we might have to go back over a 100 years in time to the early days of tennis. A time where tennis was played by rich people with big lawns and grass courts in their backyard. A time where good sportsmanship was actually normal. The games were alternated with drinking tea, the latest gossip and probably some decent betting. There was no television, no computer, nothing else to do really. They played for fun.

For pro player, it is a business. It’s their life. Sometimes they will behave like someone who is forced to play it. But when something extraordinary happens on the court - a volley duel, passing shot, smash - you will see the players come to life.
The same in football match. Do you see the look in the player who just score?! They come to life…

These are the moments where those top players temporarily forget they are in business and become like little kids. As a kid you understand that when you play the ‘perang-perangan’ and the other kid sneaks up on you and ’shoots you’, you can have lots of fun anyway by playing a death scene of Shakespearian proportions.

AC Milan were having more fun while they were defeating Manchester United last night.
Rafael Nadal are having more fun playing in clay court than Federer so that Federer couldn’t defeat him.
When you are having fun you tend to be in the moment. When you are in the ‘here and now’ you will start observe things rather than judge them.
The point is that you will be at your best when you are having fun.

*terinspirasi dari berbagai sumber

Yup the title is sort of plain. I could not think of anything witty to call it. These are just songs I can’t get out of my head during the last few days, or keep thinking about, or humming for good or for bad.

Swithcfoot - This is your life –> a friend of mine bring back the memory of this song
Gita gutawa - Bukan permainan –> lucu
Keane - Somewhere only we know
Rent - Season of love –> sung at my graduation day
Ipang BIP - Sekali lagi –> thanks Bud lagunya
Kerispatih - mengenangmu –> dinyanyikan ama ampir semua pengamen Metromini jurusan 72 Blok M - Lbk Bulus
Justin Timberlake - What goes around-comes around –> have you seen the video clip?
Lisa Loeb - Stay
Sarah McLachlan - Angel
John Mayer - waiting on the world to change
Hillary duff - Someone’s watching over me
Dewa - Hidup ini indah
Dewa - Hadapi dengan senyuman

The idea of writing this come from the previous posting about dangdut.

Daripada sakit hati,
lebih baik sakit gigi ini
biar tak mengapa

I thought that was just a song, a great song that everybody knows.
I was wrong.

Gua akan bercerita tentang beberapa hal maha penting yang terjadi in the last few days yang mengubah cara pandang gua terhadap kehidupan:

Dia masuk ke kamar gua, “Wow, rapi banget kamar lu.” Katanya pas baru masuk.
(seriusly, gak ada niat sombong nulis kayak gini. Biasanya kamar gua juga ancur tapi dia datang beberapa jam setelah gua gotong royong di kamar)
Lalu dia bilang: “Gua suka kebersihan dan kerapihan, tapi malas melakukannya.”
A statement controversially come from my friend. Hey dude, yang bener aja dong?! ada gituh orang yang gak suka ama kebersihan? even ikan gua yang tidak beriman juga lebih memilih hidup di dalam air yang bersih dan mati di air kotor.

Beberapa hari selanjutnya, temen gua (still my controversial friend I mentioned above) bilang gini: “Lu kan ganteng, tapi kok masih single?”
Again, pernyataan kontroversial dari dia. Kontroversial bukan karena gua gak ganteng tapi dibilang ganteng, (jujur juga gak ada niatan sombong di sini walopun gua tau gua ganteng), tapi adalah karena gua tidak melihat relasi antara ganteng dan being single.
Jawabannya adalah D, pernyataan benar, alasan benar tapi gak ada hubungan sebab akibat.

Lalu setelah beberapa kali jeda iklan, dia sambil liat2 majalah di ruang makan tengah ngomong :”Gila ya, keren banget ototnya, pengen deh gua pasang gambar gini di kamar.”
Heh?! Gua langsung terjaga.
Majalah yang dia liat adalah majalah kesehatan pria. (Di kos gua ada yang langganan) Tapi yang dia liatin ke gua adalah gambar cowok pake kolor doang lagi ngeden kayak pengen boker.
Setelah melihat gua shock, dia cepat2 bilang: “maksud gua, gambarnya dipasang biar jadi penyemangat gua dalam mengurangi berat badan.”
“oooh…” kata gua tak percaya.

Ya Tuhan, ampunilah hamba mu yang telah salah pergaulan ini…

Here is the display on my computer for the last couple of days

1. Winamp tetap bernyanyi (see the top of the main window), top list: Stolen-Dashboard Confessional, Dare you to move-Switchfoot, dan tentunya lagu2 Dewa.
2. Yahoo Messenger is always active, also for fun
3. IE, Electrical Engineering ITB Class of 2002 - Inbox (199) –> no time to read junks, haha…
4. I use Moshell to config the nodes (yang latar nya hitam). I was logging to RXI1 in Indosat 3G network to help transmission guys uprade E1 link in several sites.
5. I use dual monitor on my computer, on the other monitor I run Citrix Program Neighborhood to handle Indosat Network.
6. I also read some .pdf files about Node B Ericsson implementation in the UMTS network.

looks like nothing, but somehow I feel tired
I am not complaining, (manusia tangguh pantang melenguh, haha…)
but just to remind myself that I cannot do anything at the same time hoping everything will be perfect

satu minggu lagi
masih akan tetap begini
masih akan terus berwacana
tak tau mengapa bagaimana
satu minggu lagi
tak akan pernah sampai
satu minggu lagi

In my seeking of the deep understanding of the art of doing nothing (baca: bengong), I have my song of the week. Lagu lama, beat nya agak-agak party gitu. Gak sengaja denger lagi pas nonton 4 mata di Trans7 dibawain ama band di acara itu.
Why the sign? Karena liriknya “menarik” (define menarik? heh?!) dan beatnya yang bikin kaki menghentak dan kepala bergoyang-goyang.
anybody have your song of the week?

The Sign, By Ace of Base

I got a new life
You would hardly recognize me
Im so glad
How can a person like me care for you
Why do I bother
When youre not the one for me
Is enough enough

I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
Life is demanding without understanding
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
No ones gonna drag you up
To get into the light where you belong
But where do you belong

Under the pale moon
For so many years Ive wondered
Who you are
How can a person like you bring me joy
Under the pale moon
Where I see a lot of stars
Is enough enough

I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
Life is demanding without understanding
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
No ones gonna drag you up
To get into the light where you belong
But where do you belong

I saw the sign and it opened up my mind
And I am happy now
Living without you
Ive left you all alone

I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
No ones gonna drag you up
To get into the light where you belong
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign

Udah beberapa waktu setelah kecelakaan itu. I finally run a normal life again. But there are always people calling me scarface (codet). heh?!
I am telling everybody now that my face is okay, walopun ada beberapa bekas luka kecelakaan tapi tidak terlalu keliatan lah. tapi yang lebih penting lagi adalah, note this ya…: I don’t really care about my scarface. heuheu…
so stop giving advice about going to plastic surgeon.
I don’t need plastic surgery.

This issue emerged several times ago, maybe years. There had been some discussion about it. But it is still disturbing my mind.
Some days ago while I was filling up gas at SPBU (Stasiun Pengisian Bahan bakar Umum, right?), my phone rang. I was about to reach it on the dashboard when si neng said “bang, tabaka wak sadonyo beko bang. jan diangkek bang.” (in bahasa: “bang, bisa kebakar kita semua ntar bang. jangan diangkat bang.”)

heh?! I know that there is prohibition to use cellphone in gas station.
Is this a rule issued by government? Or just some hoax over gas stations?
Still I can’t find any official research about this. Some minor research reported that there are no documented incidents of fires caused by using a mobile phone while filling up a car with gasoline.
I also found this article with Adhy by using google. It is from mailing list in UGM.

[Geologi UGM] Listrik Statis, HP dan Pom Bensin

* From: Minarwan
* To: geologiugm@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
* Date: Wed, 28 Sep 2005 12:12:25 +1000

Semalam di sebuah acara TV, ada pengujian apakah HP yang berdering
ketika berada di ruangan berisi uap bensin akan menyebabkan kebakaran.
Enam HP diletakkan di sekitar sebuah jeriken berisi bensin, bensin itu
juga disiramkan ke meja dan kursi di dalam karavan mobil tempat
pengujian itu. Lalu 6 orang masing-masing memegang sebuah HP
mengirimkan sinyal panggilan dari luar karavan. Ledakan ternyata tidak
terjadi.

Kemudian ada pengujian lain, kali ini menggunakan kawat yang
disambungkan dari jauh ke jeriken dan karavan tadi. Seorang penguji
menggunakan pakaian berbahan nilon lalu menggosok-gosokkan tangannya
ke baju nilon untuk menciptakan listrik statis. Lalu dia memegang
kawat yang tersambung ke karavan tersebut, duaaarrr…….karavan itu
meledak dan terbakar.

Ternyata listrik statis jelas dapat menyebabkan ledakan di ruangan
berisi gas bensin, sedangkan dering telpon belum tentu menyebabkan
kebakaran. Cuman pada pengujian dering telpon itu, tidak ada orang
yang menjawab panggilan dan berbicara dari dalam karavan berisi uap
bensin. Seandainya sinyal deringan tidak sama dengan sinyal transmisi
pembicaraan, maka tes ini tidak konklusif untuk membuktikan penggunaan
HP di sekitar pompa bensin tidak berbahaya.

Hati-hati, jangan menciptakan listrik statis ketika sedang mengisi
bensin di pompa bensin…….

***
okay, udah lama juga gak nulis lagi. I am not a very open person. ya karena itu lah I choose not to publish some of my writings.
heuheu

Enjoy! Life is not always good.
Gak semua orang bisa jadi kaya, cakep, sukses dan bla bla other good qualities. Itu udah dari sono-nya.
Tapi semua orang bisa bahagia.
bersyukurlah…
(inspired by article in book titled “Etnik Tionghoa”)

My favourite tennis player was Andy Roddick. Yes, it was. and now he wasn’t anymore. Roddick showed unconsistency in his playing. He kept losing from world no.1 player Roger Federer. His performance goes down and loses several matches since he focused too much on defeting Federer. Roddick relied too much on his explosive serves and powerful forehand. At first those will impress you. But his style of play needs good stamina since he hits all kinds of stroke with very much spin. My other dislike is that Roddick lacks diversity and aggression on his backhand side and relies too much on his forehand. That makes me feel like “This is not my favourite anymore.”

Then come Roger Federer, a Switzerland. Federer employs a versatile, all-court playing style and can hit all of the fundamental shots very well. He is an adept volleyer with two of the finest hands on tour, and an excellent baseliner who can dictate play with precise groundstrokes. He also uses one handed backhand -Like I do ^__^-.

Federer tends to hit his groundstrokes early after the bounce, while the ball is still on the rise, much like Agassi did. While this requires excellent reactions and footwork, it means that Federer hits his groundstrokes closer to the net than most of his opponents. This reduces the reaction time of his opponents and allows him to hit the sharply angled winners that are a trademark of his game.

But I don’t really like him anyway. Why? because he is too calm. Yes, just like zombie, no expression of satisfaction after hitting a winner or winning a match. Destpite of his excellent cool calm playing style I would call him boring. huhuhu… I read somewhere that as a boy, Roger was very emotional on the court. He admits to being kicked off the practice courts very often.

Then I see Rafael Nadal. A young player with “construction worker arms” referring to his sleeveless shirts which show his big biceps. Huhuhu… He is younger than me. He was born on 1986. And now he is the fiercest rival to world no. 1 Roger Federer. Only Nadal who can beat Federer consistently. Nadal is Famous to be ‘clay court specialist’. He hold the record for clay court winning streak for 62 matches. One overlooked aspect of his game is his stamina. This is compounded by the fact that opponents will often run and serve much more than him during a game. Just like Roddick, he hits all balls with such a spin that requires a lot of power. His top spin forehand is somehow I see have more spin than Roddick’s. I read his biography telling that although Nadal plays left-handed, he is naturally right-handed. When he was younger, his coach decided that his two-handed backhand would benefit from a strong right arm, so he taught Rafael to play with his left. I also read that Maria Sharapova did this too, she was actually lefty but now plays right handed. Once she plays her WTA tour with her left hand.

So now, I don’t really have a favourite player. But those three players are great. I would certainly come to watch they play someday.

Thanks for reading. Huhuhu… gak penting ginih tulisan…
Daripada nothing mending gak penting  quoted from Achai

Enjoy, life is not always good

makin dekat tanggal mudik, makin homesick rasanya
huhu… walopun kalo udah di rumah sehari juga udah ilang kangennya. malah bisa-bisa gua yang jadi kesel gara-gara frequently asked questions yang sekarang jadi makin gencar dilontarkan oleh papa mama and the gang
those FAQs are:
1. kapan lulus?
2. mau kerja dimana?
3. kapan nikah? –> the hardest question, huhu… gara-gara sepupu2 pada nikah cepet

huhu…
dicopy langsung dari detik.com:

Kontroversi Akses Lokal Dengan Mobilitas Tanpa Batas
Penulis: Achmad Rouzni Noor II - detikInet
FlexiCombo versi lama (Telkom)
Jakarta, Belum lewat dari sehari FlexiCombo versi baru resmi diluncurkan beberapa waktu lalu, beragam kontroversi akan kehadiran layanan itu langsung mencuat. Bagaimana tidak, layanan yang ditawarkan bisa dibilang berkemampuan mirip seluler, dalam artian bisa dibawa ke mana-mana.

Padahal, Flexi milik Telkom hanya diberi izin untuk menggelar layanan telepon tetap nirkabel dalam cakupan mobilitas terbatas. Artinya, pelanggan mestinya hanya bisa berkomunikasi dalam satu kode area saja. Di luar itu, segala fitur telekomunikasi (seharusnya) tak bisa berfungsi.

Bila merujuk pada Keputusan Menteri Perhubungan Nomor 35 Tahun 2004, jika satu nomor bisa dipakai ke mana-mana, maka layanan fixed wireless access (FWA) tersebut dianggap melanggar aturan. Namun, Telkom jeli melihat kelemahan regulasi di atas. Dibuatlah satu inovasi yang kontroversial, yang diklaim tetap berpegangan pada regulasi.

FlexiCombo baru pun dilahirkan, versi yang lebih mudah dari yang sebelumnya. Tak harus mengganti kartu, hanya dengan cara mendaftar lewat SMS. Maka, hadirlah FWA antarkota yang fleksibel dan bisa digunakan di kota dan kode area mana saja layaknya seluler, namun memakai nomor yang berbeda-beda secara temporer dengan satu nomor induk.

Namun demikian, kontroversi dan polemik akan layanan tersebut tetap mencuat. Dipanggil-lah para direksi BUMN telekomunikasi itu untuk dimintai keterangan. Awalnya, mereka bersikukuh tak ada pelanggaran.

Badan Regulasi Telekomunikasi Indonesia yang melakukan investigasi akhirnya menemukan sejumlah penyimpangan, seperti adanya tiga nomor aktif sekaligus dalam satu waktu dan di luar kode area nomor induk. Lainnya, aktivasi call forwarding hanya bisa dilakukan di satu kode area. Telkom pun akhirnya mengakui kesalahan tersebut dan berjanji akan memperbaikinya.

Namun di luar itu semua, layanan tersebut tetap diperkenankan pemerintah untuk jalan terus. Karena, FlexiCombo bukanlah seluler dan tidak memiliki kemampuan roaming. Layanan juga diakui sebagai bentuk inovasi di bidang telekomunikasi.

Mungkin Bermanfaat

Dalam layanan FlexiCombo, setelah mendapatkan nomor temporer di kota tujuan, pelanggan tetap bisa menerima panggilan telepon ke nomor kota asal karena ada fasilitas call forwarding. Pelanggan tersebut akan dikenai biaya Rp 500 per menitnya untuk penerusan panggilan (call forwarding) saat menerima panggilan.

Memang, banyak keluhan tentang mahalnya tarif penerusan panggilan bila dibandingkan penerimaan panggilan biasa pada SLJJ (sambungan langsung jarak jauh). Serta, masalah penggunaan nomor temporer yang belum optimal dan sinyal yang masih belum begitu lancar.

Namun, bagi pengguna yang hanya menggunakan satu nomor layanan Flexi dan hanya punya satu ponsel berkemampuan CDMA, layanan tersebut bisa jadi sangat bermanfaat.

Terlepas dari itu semua, laku atau tidaknya inovasi layanan tersebut, berpulang lagi pada pelanggan. Namun yang pasti, Telkom sudah diuntungkan sejak awal karena mendapatkan publikasi gratis gara-gara fenomena dan kontroversinya.

Satu hal lagi, setiap inovasi yang berorientasi demi kepentingan publik, semestinya terus didukung, bukan dikukung atau dikurung. (rou)

GSM jadi makin gak populer, mahal = gak populer…
huhu…
salah satu alasan kenapa Hermana ama Vian selalu bilang pengen beli hp CDMA

huhuhu… sudah berbulan-bulan blog ini tidak diupdate…

Karena cuma saya yang bisa mengupdate nya –> untuk “who” nya
Sejak saya mulai mengerjakan tugas akhir secara serius sampai hari ini, beberapa hari setelah saya sidang –> untuk “when” nya
Karena saya sibuk dan malas –> untuk “why” nya, sebenarnya dua alasan ini mempunyai bentuk sebab akibat, saya sibuk sehingga saya malas mengupdate ini… huhu…
sekarang saya jadi malas juga sok-sok an melakukan analisi 5 W 1 H untuk keadaan blog saya yang terlantar ini. maafkan blog ku…

sekarang adalah waktunya memikirkan masa depan secara serius.
what will I be 5 years from now?
saya sendiri punya harapan, juga mama, papa dan orang-orang terdekat sepertinya juga punya harapan tertentu. bisa kah saya memenuhi harapan mereka? I’ll try my best. semoga saya tidak mengecewakan mereka dan juga tidak mengecewakan diri saya sendiri.
saya selalu ingat kata papa: “manusia berusaha, Tuhan yang menentukan”
kalimat itu membuat ku berkesimpulan: yang terpenting adalah tidak ada penyesalan atas kurangnya usaha dalam pencapaian tujuan dalam hidup. huhu… malas bukanlah alasan, wake up! seize the day!!

There are things that cannot be hidden in this life. Top three of them (according to Song Hye Kyo) are cough, poverty and love
As you try to hide harder and harder those three appears more clearly. Sometimes you want to hide it, don’t you?

I was at my lab when I saw my friend watching TV with bad reception. The picture on the TV was not clear at all, not making an appropriate figure of someone or something. It surely could cause a sore eyes.
But why did he still watching that TV? Maybe because he was already in his best position, lying down on matress in front of the TV with pillows on his head, and he thaught that if he move he wouldn’t get that cozy position again. wahaha… So, position when watching TV is more important than the TV itself. The TV’s antenna is indoor antenna, placed above the TV, not an outdoor antenna.
Thinking about that, lead me to the condition which is called “post power syndrome”. I don’t say that what my friend is doing above is one of that, it is just a kind of lazyness. Post power syndrome is more like you don’t want to handover the power you have because of your position to other people who replace your position.
I am in my last year in my college year now, is it a post power syndrome to have a feeling don’t-want-to-leave-this-university?
hahaha.. of course not.

FAQ:

Q: Sebenarnya apa yang dimaksud dengan post power syndrome itu?

A: Arti dari “syndrome” itu adalah kumpulan gejala. “Power” adalah
kekuasaan. Jadi, terjemahan dari post power syndrome kira-kira
adalah gejala-gejala pasca kekuasaan. Gejala ini umumnya terjadi
pada orang-orang yang tadinya mempunyai kekuasaan atau menjabat
satu jabatan, namun ketika sudah tidak menjabat lagi, seketika
itu terlihat gejala-gejala kejiwaan atau emosi yang kurang
stabil. Gejala-gejala itu biasanya bersifat negatif, itulah yang
diartikan post power syndrome.
—–
Q: Kumpulan dari gejala-gejala apa sajakah syndrome itu?

A: Bisa dibagi menjadi beberapa gejala:
1. Gejala fisik, misalnya orang-orang yang mengalami post power
syndrome, kadangkala tampak menjadi jauh lebih cepat tua
dibanding pada waktu dia menjabat. Tiba-tiba rambutnya menjadi
putih semua, berkeriput, menjadi pemurung, dan mungkin juga
sakit-sakitan, menjadi lemah tubuhnya.
2. Gejala emosi, misalnya cepat tersinggung, merasa tidak
berharga, ingin menarik diri dari lingkungan pergaulan, ingin
bersembunyi dan sebagainya.
3. Gejala perilaku, misalnya malu bertemu dengan orang lain,
lebih mudah melakukan pola-pola kekerasan atau menunjukkan
kemarahan baik di rumah atau di tempat yang lain.

Beberapa hari terakhir ini saya gak tau mau nulis apa. (termasuk sekarng ini, saya gak punya ide mau nulis apa di sini)
Kalau boleh mencari apa yang salah, maka saya akan menunjuk “to do list” gua yang begitu banyak. Tugas akhir, tugas kuliah, presentasi dan bla-bla-bla lainnya tentang kuliah membuat saya malas. Ya ya saya tau, kalau mau malas sih bisa sampai 1001 alasan muncul agar malas tersebut dapat terlihat rasional.
Berikut daftar kemalasan saya beberapa hari terakhir dan akan saya ubah:
1. Gak pernah bangun pagi. Biasanya abis subuh tidur lagi sambil melanjutkan mimpi (untuk jadi orang besar kita harus punya mimpi).
2. Jarang mencuci pakaian. Alhasil ketika kemarin saya memutuskan mau pakai jasa pencucian per kilogram, timbangan menunjukkan angka 8 kg.
3. Beberapa kebodohan lain yang sepertinya tidak perlu diceritakan di sini.

Hohoho, I don’t even write in English now. I disavow my own statement that I will write in English here.

Yesterday I watched Derailed. Clive Owen and Jennifer Aniston are cool. It is a suspense thriller about adv executive and family man Charles Schine (Clive Owen) who meets business woman, Lucinda (Jennifer Aniston), on the commuter train to Chicago. Flirtation quickly escalates, but their fling turns dangerous when a violent criminal, LaRoche (Vincent Cassel), enters the picture. With their lives now thrown terrifyingly off-course, they must figure out how to turn the tables on LaRoche and save their families.

I also couldn’t stand beng-beng…. lately. I already ate 5 beng-beng today… Yesterday, I ate more. Because it was saturday and I spent most of my time recovering, I kept going to warung Mas Wono to buy beng-beng… Oh God help me…

Regarding Hermana don’t you think that this blog is getting personal in every post made?
I think yes, this blog is getting more and more personal, thus will make it boring to read.

Quoting Hermana: “I really think that this kind of posts are represent a phase of a character transformation in blogwriting. As i ever mention on my post before, Ikko, this blog, is expected by me to be my (sort of) shareable private diary. Therefore i dont have any problem with those personal posts.
“untukku, dan hanya untukku, yang ingin berbagi denganmu..”

So, I am really sorry for you who get dissaponted for wasting your time to access this blog for no use, then regret it and say things like “apa ini…!!!!”

I love my class with Firman. This is one of our discussion material in the class.

Attitude
The longer I live, the more I realise
the impact of attitude on life.

It is more important than education,
than money, than circumtances,
than failure, than successes,
than whatever anyone might say or do.

It is more important
than appereances giftedness or skill.
The remarkable things is that
we have the choice to create
the attitude we have for that day.

We cannot change our past.
We cannot change the way people act
We cannot change the inevitable.

The one thing we can change
is the only thing we have control over
and that is our attitude

I’m convinced that life is
10 per cent what actually happens to us
and 90 per cent how we react to it.

(unknown source)

So what does this mean? My latest book is a book by Andrea Hirata titled “Laskar Pelangi”.
The book is about his childhood. That include his teachers in elementary school, and most of the story is about his friends. You can read the synopsis from his blog.
Then, what is the relation between this book and “Attitude”? hahaha…
I cannot tell you straightforward, but attitude is one thing that really exist among them.
I am sure, when you have gift and talent and skill, they are nothing without attitude.
haha.. That’s all today.

Seringkali beta bertanya-tanya
Apa yang harus beta lakukan saat ini?
Mesti belajarkah? Istirahatkah? Atau bekerjakah?

Pilihan ini bisa jadi penentu jalan hidup seseorang
Sebegitu pentingnya pilihan ini
Masih adakah kesempatan untuk bermain?
(quote from Bram)

si Ucok waktu di kuliah Kapita selekta bilang, “budaya orang Indonesia lah yang bikin Indonesia susah bangkit menuju keadaan yang lebih baik. Orang Indonesia hanya menghargai hasil akhir. Orientasi utama hanyalah materi. Orang yang kaya adalah orang yang paling dihormati, disanjung-sanjung. Makin kaya orang makin tinggi pula lah kedudukannya di mata orang lain. Tak heran orang berlomba-lomba menjadi orang kaya, bagaimana pun caranya. Ini lah awal dari segala malapetaka. Segala cara dihalalkan agar menjadi orang kaya demi mencapai derajat sosial tertinggi di masyarakat. Korupsi, penggelapan, penipuan, kolusi, kongkalingkong, apapun lah namanya… semua yang haram dihalalkan.
Demikian juga di dunia pendidikan. Hasil akhir adalah nilai. orang yang nilainya paling tinggi adalah yang paling hebat menurut mereka. Maka setiap siswa berlomba-lomba memperoleh nilai terbaik, apapun caranya. termasuk mencontek.. Jika sekolah yang merupakan awal dari kehidupan sosial seseorang dimulai sudah begini, ya wajarlah jika di masyarakat terjadi korupsi dkk… orang yang berjuang dengan cara baik tidak dihargai. perjuangan mereka tidak penting. yang penting adalah hasil akhir..”

kurang lebih begitu lah kata si Ucok..
hebat lu, Cok..
gua dulu pernah mencontek, tersadar gua bahwa yang gua kejar hanyalah seperti yang lu bilang, Cok..
Mudah2an gua gak plintat-plintut bau kentut

So many things happened in a day in my life. It’s up to me how to respond it. I can just let it happened, of I just can regret it, or like people say I can take the good side of the things heppened in my life. It’s choice. Naahh.. what am I talking about.. :p:p:p

Actually it is all about my friend’s statement, (it’s an old quote I think, I don’t know who started this..)

My happiness is someone else’s sadness

I think about this and yaaaa, he’s right. If am happy, means that I make some achievement, maybe someone fail to achieve the same goal as me.
So, what should I do? Should I pretend to be not happy? or just ignore him or her who fail (can be someone you know or not, but he/she should know you, because you achieve what he/she doesn’t and he/she watches you…)
I remember another quotes saying (naahh… is this all about quotes..? but sometimes quotes really make me “think” )
hmm.. I forget the exact line, but the point is do not profuse (is this the right word for “berlebih-lebihan”? ), jangan berlebihan…

Did you ever read books which ending is not like what you expected?
Or movie? You enjoyed reading and watching it, but at the end of the story you felt like: “kok begini sih… jelek banget ending nya…”
That’s why I usually do small research before read or watch movie about its ending.
If it is a good ending -don’t have to be happy ending, sad ending is OK, but it must be good- I will buy that book or I will watch the movie…

This book is an exception. The Curious Insident of the Dog in the Night Time.I read Indonesian Edition.
I like this book because it has several things about logic in math and science. Although the language itself is unsual -the storyteller is an autis who is weak in social relationship and emotional-. The ending of this book is not like what I expected. But I recommend you to read this.

Naah…
nothing to say now. It’s been a long time since the last time I wrote here.
Now, I will just put a poem from Mr. Firman which I got yesterday.
He made me think. haha… Not because I don’t think everyday, but this is really something, you know.

The Man in the Mirror

If you get what you want in your struggle for self
And the world makes you King for a day
Then go to the mirror and look at yourself
And see what that Man has to say

For it isn’t a man’s father, mother or wife
Whose judgement upon his must pass
The fellow whose verdict counts most in his life
Is the Man staring back from the glass

He’s the fellow to please, never mind all the rest
For he’s with you clear up to the end
And you’ve passed your most dangerous, difficult test
If the Man in the glass is your friend

You can fool the whole world down the pathway of years
And get pats on the back os you pass
But your final reward will be hearthache and tears
if you’ve cheated the Man in the glass

Research is what I’m doing when I don’t know what I’m doing

I read this quote when I was browsing the internet. I am very confused about my final year project. I hope I can find any solutions soon.
I am also confused about my social relationship. hahaha… I will not tell you. Everybody has a secret, you know. hahaha, actually who cares.., ya?

I played tennis from 2 til 5 this afternoon. It was tiring but a lot of fun was there. I only took brake between games I played, no need to queue because there were only 8 people attended. Exactly suit for the 2 court in Sorga (Sasana Olahraga Ganesha).

Hmmm, talking about my racquet, the same model is being used by so many players, pros and those who play just for fun. It is a great racquet I think. Andy Roddick use this racquet. It is not great just because Roddick use it. I can feel the great balance of power and control. Its weight also suits me, give me free movement to hit topspin from baseline or to do a volley near net. Haha.. do I sound like someone who really understand this thing? )
Despite of those all, I love this racquet also because of its colour. Here’s the picture:

Tomorrow I’m going to have a hair cut. Every day since December I’ve been thinking about getting my hair cut! But I won’t be doing anything “crazy” like a few years ago when I had very short hair - I don’t think my friends would recognize me. )

there’s no such thing as “worthed”. the right one is “worth it”.
please don’t go around saying “worthed” anymore, it gets tiring to read it after a while.

that’s the first thing come to my mind as I open this computer and read my emails, he kept saying that words. I found it weird then I try to find any explantion in my dictionary.

ngomong-ngomong, now after a while, my knee are getting better. Thanks God, Alhamdulillah. I played tennis again yesterday and I can use my beloved bicycle again. I really missed my babolat-racquet and my bike. Once again I can only say Alhamdulillah… aku menemukan sensasinya kembali…

Two days ago was my birthday. Again… I can only say Alhamdulillah, thank God for giving me this life, for giving me my family, my friends (oh.. I don’t know how can I live this life without all my friends…). Thank you my friends. I really hope I can be something for you all, I promise I would do all I can for you, friends. Thanks for the present, bro

Today I learned a lot about knee. Doctor Ahmad taught me about the structure of knee: the bones and the muscles that move the knee joint. He told me about harmstring, quadriceps, patela, tibia and the rest that I can’t remember. Here’s some picture from internet:

picture above is about harmstring, the next one is about quadriceps

the problem comes when the unbalanced power exist between those muscle…
ah, so difficult lah ya!!?

Beberapa orang bertanya, kenapa blog ku pake bahasa inggris? heu heu…
sebenarnya ini bukan gaya-gayaan (saja), hahaha… tapi blog ini hanya sebagai sarana ngisi waktu, curah mencurah, latihan diri, dan tempat ekspresi diri. daripada sudah belajar bahasa inggris gak pernah dipake mendingan dicoba di sini sadja… sileee yang punya komentar dan kritik disampaikan, malahan ditunggu komentar dan kritiknya…

minggu kemarin saya ke luar kota Bandung dua kali, tentu saja untuk alasan yang berbeda. pertama untuk menghadiri pernikahan temen saya, Afi. ini ada photo nya … afi yang ditengah yang pake baju pengantin

kayaknya agak gelap ya fotonya, tapi thanks to Aleem yang udah ngambil foto ini,
lalu perjalanan luar kota yang kedua adalah murni jalan-jalan. ini ada fotonya juga waktu di dufan

thanks to Pida yang ngambil foto ini…

sekarang, akibat dua perbuatan saya di atas, keadaan keuangan saya berada dalam keadaan terburuk dalam beberapa tahun terkahir… hiks
kalau sudah begini jadi pengen punya kebebasan finansial kayak yang dibilang Kiyosaki

oya, FYI, ada dokter rehabilitasi medik yang sudah membantu kaki saya pulih lagi di Jl. Kawung Hilir, terima kasih dok, terapi nya sangat membantu pemulihan cedera lutut saya. semoga waktu dekat saya bisa ikutan olahraga lagi yo!
sekian dulu hari ini

I am a big fan of tennis since I was about 9 or 10. Of course it was too late to be a pro in this. I never heard any tennis champion who start playing tennis at the age of 9 or more. Even Kournikova (who never wins any grandslam title) started playing tennis when she was 4. haha… (gak ada relavansi nya ya?) But I still love this sport. I play every week. but because my knee are still hurt, I didn’t play this foe almost 3 weeks… I miss tennis, really…

Nah, this week, started 16 Januari 2006, the Australia Open grand slam is being played. The great players from countries all over the world are taking place in this competition. Roger Federer are seeded number one. As the last year champion Marat Safin is absent, Federer si predicted to be easy to win this competition. Andy Roddick, my favourite player also lose before quarter finals to unseeded player Baghadatis (or somethign like that sorry I can’t really tell his name because he is so unfamous). Come on, anybody… defeat federer!!!!
In the women, I choose Kim Clistjer to be this year winner. Her spirit this year after coming back from several injuries. Go Kim….

I like simple plan’s song, untitled:
I opened my eyes I try to see but I’m blind
…
how could this happened to me
…

nothing to do with that song, I feel so much pain in my right knee now. Two weeks ago, on Sunday morning I went bicycling to lembang. somewhere in Lembang suddently my knee is hurt. untung nya jalan dari Lembang balik ke kos turunan semua. jadi tanpa banyak make kayuhan kaki bisa aja sampai di kos.
I took a rest for about a week, also preparing for my exam. then yesterday after all my exams, I played tennis, then it happened again…. aaarghhh my right knee is painful….

I bought my first usb flash about a year ago. I paid Rp 320.000 or something close like that. hah, that was a big amount of money I think. here’s the picture

but now… you only have to pay about Rp 120.000 for the same thing. hah, only one year and the price went very low.
not just my usb flash disk, my computer which I bought about Rp 6.000.000 almost 2 years ago, only cost about Rp 2.000.000 nowadays.
hahaha, it’s not a good idea to invest your money on electronics. just buy electronics only when you really need it.

I promised to write this blog at least once a week, but after a very long time, this is my second post. haha..
the weather nowadays is very unfriendly. no days without rain. I love to bike, or to play tennis, or jogging, or just do some sport in open air, but the weather makes me can’t do it in the afternoon anymore. I hate situation like this. but I can do nothing about that. The One up there is controlling and making plan for all of us, ada makna dibalik semua pertanda. I have to believe that this is the best for us.

talking about plan, I read in someone’s blog recently:
“I think I spend half my life planning things and spend the other half making them come true. I’m not the type of person who let things flow and let life surprise you. I hate that. There’s no hardwork (something everyone can do) in it and too much luck (something not everyone always have).”
hah, this statement reminds me about my dreams dan my plans in my life. then I remembered what I have done to make those dreams come true.. fiuh… masih jauh dari what people say hardwork..
have you ever felt like so-little-time-so-much-to-do? kayak yang dinyanyiin ama arkarna. sebenarnya hal seperti ini bagi orang-orang seperti “kita” sih biasa aja, tapi kalau ini terjadi setiap hari, hahahaha, there’s must be something wrong here. This is all about time management.
enough for now, I have something to do

Ini adalah kali pertama saya menulis lagi di blog. Seteleh sekian lama blog saya tidak pernah dibuka dan diupdate lagi sampai-sampai saya sendiri lupa passwordnya. halah halah…
memang sebenarnya sejak dulu saya hanya memakai satu password untuk semua account saya di dunia internet, mulai dari email, forum, sampai friendster. semuanya mamakai password yang sama. Tapi entah apa pula pikiran saya ketika mulai menulis blog, saya memakai password yang lain. jadinya ketika beberapa waktu lalu akan mengupdate setelah sekian lama aku jadi lupa….