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Saya cukup merasa tersanjung ketika mengetahui ada beberapa orang yang sengaja meng-googling nama saya untuk mengetahui kehidupan pribadi saya, entah apa pun itu tujuannya, baik hanya ingin menemukan cacat saya atau pun kebaikan yang pernah saya taburkan di muka bumi ini.
Perlu diketahui kalau blog atau micro blog atau apa pun lah itu adalah cerminan apa adanya saya, gak dikurangi atau ditambahi, dan saya gak perduli dengan interpretasi kalian atau kalau pada akhirnya tulisan saya dipakai untuk menyerang saya.
Tetapi intinya terima kasih yaa sudah menambah visitor blog.. *kutekan*
Salam senyum tiga jari!
.putt.
I'm happy!
Dua hari sebelum Ramadhan saya melakukan kegilaan yang tak diduga. Ya iyalah namanya juga gila, mana ada gila direncanain..
*toyor kepala*
Jadi ceritanya saya sedang dalam misi memusnahkan si doi dari pikiran dan hati saya, tetapi saya mau memunashkannya dengan datang ke Berlin, mengingat masa masa madu kami di sana.
Terdengar masuk akal kan? *nodong pisau*
Tujuan utamanya cukup sederhana. Saya menantang diri saya sendiri apakah bisa mengalahkan "candu" dia ke saya ketika saya berada di Berlin dengan tidak menemuinya :)
Itu dia!
Saya merencanakan trip ini dengan super kilat, tekad saya udah bulat, kalau ga ada yang minat ya memang nasib berjuang sendirian. Tetapi memang untung sudah tidak buntung lagi. Ketika saya mencoba mengajak Rosa, seorang wanita Korea setengah gila, dia menyambut dengan suka cita hip hip hura karean dia pun sedang butuh untuk escape.
Saya tekankan padanya bahwa ini adalah trip murah.
Berangkat dengan naik mitfahr (semacam sistem numpang mobil orang asing tapi sharing bensin), tidur di sofa orang lewat Couch Surfing, dan pulang dengan beberapa strangers dengan tiket kereta akhir pekan yang mana akan memakan waktu 12 jam.
Ya lumayan sih ya bok daripada lo jalan dari Beijing ke Uruqim..*eh, ini apa sik iklannya*
Eniwei, Rosa setuju dengan rencana geblek itu.
Masalahnyaaa adalah semuanya dadakan.
Ketika ente idup di mari dan semuanya gak well planned, akan ada dua kemungkinan. Kalo gak rencana bakalan gagal, ente bakal keluar duit banyak, sedangkan mengingat ane pelit tapi ambisius..ane gak mau dua duanya kejadian..
*nyengir kuda liar*
Kyaaaaa!
Jadilah saya membuat plan A,B,C.
Saya menghubungi beberapa host Couch Surfing malam harinya, tetapi ketika saya mengirim request itu sudah pukul 11 malam, mungkin banyak dari mereka sudah ada di surga ketujuh.
Walhasil tidak ada yang menghubungi kami sampai kami menuju Berlin.
Maka saya memikirkan plan B yaitu menghubungi seorang teman-yang-tidak-terlalu-dekat untuk ngerusuhin kamarnya.
Kalo tidak berhasil juga plan C yaitu pergi ke hostel hostel backpacker. Tapi ini bisa saja gagal karena sekarang adalah musim summer holiday dan lagi banyak buanget turis.
Lalu kalo gak berhasil jugaaaaa....Rosa mengusulkan untuk party sampe pagi sampe club-nya tutup, dan pulang.
*hening*
See. Dia memang wanita binal gila.
Tetapi saya yang ketika itu masih mengaku mempunyai harga diri berkata kurang lebihnya, "Mendingan gw ngetok appartemen si doi, nyopot semua harga diri dan misi, terus tidur di tempat dia.."
Eaaaaa. Modus tercium.. :))
Tetapi kami pun beruntung karena Daniel, seorang host CS yang baik hati, meng-sms dan memberitahu kalau kita bisa menginap tempatnya. Uhuuuu! *cipok Daniel* *eh*
Daniel is such a wonderful guy. He and his roommate, Laura, really tells us about everythin that we need to know. Give us maps and money some flyers about current events or festivals in Berlin.
Singkat kata, saya dan Rosa jalan jalan kek anak ilang beduaan di tengah hujan. Romantis sekali memang.. *menyeka air mata dengan sapu tangan pink*
Pada saat saya dan Rosa mengunjungi beberapa tempat di Berlin, hati saya sering kali mencelos karena ingat dia, bagaimana dulu saya merasa super happy ketika bersamanya.
Saya kangen.
Perasaan itu yang tidak bisa dibohongi.
Saya memang merasa gamang karena masih dalam misi untuk tidak mengajaknya bertemu.
Ok, dia tau saya ada di Berlin karena dia sempat menelpon, tetapi dia pun tidak mengajak saya untuk bertemu :)
Kasian deh lo.. *terdengar suara tawa Rahwana*
Lalu ada bagian dari diri saya yang berteriak teriak,
"Ya udah kalo dia ga ngajak ketemuan, lo yang ajak ketemuan. Kan lo kangen."
Lalu ada bagian diri yang lain berkata,
"Eh udah gila lo Munaroh. Kalo lo ketemuan sama dia, yang ada tar lo bakal mewek mewek, balik lagi ke situasi yang lama.."
Tapi saya berusaha konsisten dan fokus dengan misi saya semula. Saya berusaha untuk melawan candu, walaupun saya harus berdarah darah. Merdeka! *nyanyi Maju Tak Gentar*
Kontemplasi pun semakin besar ketika semakin mendekati jam kepulangan. Sampai akhirnya hari Minggu kelabu saya mengunjungi Mauerpark, dan menyaksikan musisi jalanan ini benar benar membuat saya berpikir
Jujur.
Dari sekian banyak tempat di Berlin, saya paling suka Mauerpark. Tempat yang menurut saya paling istimewa buat saya dan dia, karena kami benar benar bisa tertawa sambil menikmati musik yang dibawakan oleh orang orang yang karaoke lewat Karaoke Bicycle, apalagi ketika orang yang nyanyi benar benar jauh dari Andrea Bocelli atau bahkan Liam Gallagher.
Disana pun akhirnya saya pun memutuskan untuk benar benar tidak akan menemuinya hari itu.
It all depends on my state of mind.
I don't wanna trap in the same labyrinth.
Saya ingin mematikan cinta, dimana mungkin suatu saat nanti akan tumbuh kembali di situasi dan kondisi yang berbeda.
At first I really feel bad and afraid I will regret it, but when I was in the train home...I feel happy. And until now I don't regret it even any single thing.
Ich bin sehr stolz auf mich :)
Dan saya menganggap bahwa saya telah lulus ujian awal Ramadhan yaitu dengan menahan napsu dan ego yang membabi buta :)
Happy Ramadhan, all..
rgrds,
.putt.
Saya baru saja menemukan artikel menarik dan ini kutipannya:
Berbagai penelitian ilmiah telah membuka, walaupun baru sebagian, betapa kompleksnya hubungan antara pria-wanita. Dan kompleksitas itu juga mencakup aspek biologis. Dari hormon yang mempengaruhi bau yang tertangkap oleh pasangan, kekuatan sentuhan dan pelukan dalam menghasilkan zat penenang alami, sampai komunikasi non-verbal yang kompleks yang hanya bisa ditangkap bawah sadar. Dan semua ini memerlukan kedekatan fisik langsung, yang gak bisa digantikan koneksi 1 Gigabyte/second sekalipun.dan ini:
Cinta memang harus mati. Karena dia harus memberi tempat untuk lahirnya sang pengganti, yaitu cinta lain yang tidak memabukkan, tetapi memberi rasa tentram, aman, dan “companionship” (gak ada kata yang tepat untuk menterjemahkan “companionship”, karena ‘pertemanan’ dan ‘persahabatan’ juga kurang pas. Kalo gw boleh bikin kata sendiri, yang pas itu ‘perpendampingan’, dari kata ‘pendamping’)(untuk selengkapnya silahkan baca di sini dan sini)
Untuk situasi dan kondisi saya sekarang, saya cukup membenarkan apa yang ditulis oleh bung Henry Manampiring *hmm, sekilas namanya kedengeran kek pemaen bola* bahwa kita, manusia, membutuhkan kontak fisik dengan lawan jenis, dan kontak fisik di sini yang dimaksud adalah BUKAN sexual intercourse melainkan kontak fisik semacam affection.
Di atas semuanya saya percaya bahwa kedekatan emosi dan fisik (intimacy) mendukung satu sama lain untuk membangun sebuah relationship yang long lasting, tetapi merujuk artikel kedua -- emosi memegang peranan yang lebih kuat.
Mungkin ini salah satu pertanda agar saya mematikan semua rasa dahulu, tidak high lagi, agar semuanya reborn kembali. Another supporting logical reason for my decision.
Sebagai penutup, membaca dua artikel tersebut mengingatkan saya dengan curhat gila semalam dengan seorang teman, Stefani, tentang rasa kangen saya yang membludak dan keinginan untuk menghubunginya bahkan menemuinya,
"It's normal because you're under the spell. Tapi lawan aja, Put. Itu semua emang kayak drugs, tapi kalo gak kamu lawan kamu akan kembali lagi dan kembali lagi dan pada akhirnya kamu yang bakalan menderita karena senangnya cuma untuk sesaat. Everything will be better during the times.."So yea, I'm back on my battle now after taking a 3 years break :)
rgrds,
.putt.
Tanggal 1 Agustus besok, saya akan genap tinggal di sini selama lima belas bulan.
Ermmm.
Kalo di pikir pikir waktu cepet banget berjalan. Saya pun kadang ketika bangun tidur masih ngerasa gak percaya kalo saya masih ada di sini.
Perasaannya sih campur aduk, antara kesel masih terperangkap di sini dan bersyukur.
Artinya udah 15 bulan saya pisah dengan keluarga, sahabat, dan polusi ibukota.
Udah beberapa momen bahagia saya lewatkan, seperti pernikahan dua sahabat saya, kelahiran anak pertama seorang sahabat, dan betapa sekarang si Gendis udah pinter banget ngoceh.
*sigh*
Minggu lalu saya benar benar ada di titik terendah selama saya tinggal di sini.
Patah hati *eh kapan jadiannya?* :D
Kaki yang bengkak segede gaban gara gara jatuh di eskalator Gare du Nord Paris.
Pleus masalah birokrasi di HU Berlin yang berujung pada tidak diterimanya saya di Uni idaman tersebut. Uni yang saya pikir berisikan orang orang kompeten, ternyata..yah begitulah..
Pleus lagi pikiran kalau minggu depan bulan Ramadhan akan dimulai dan awal September adalah Hari Raya Idul Fitri dan itu tandanya saya akan melewatkan lagi kesempatan kumpul dengan keluarga.
Di saat seperti itu saya benar benar putus asa dan sangat ingin pulang ke rumah, karena biasanya ketika saya nge-drop, saya bisa mengetuk kamar ibu saya kapan saja hanya untuk menangis sampai puas di pelukan beliau.
Saya sangat rindu pelukan beliau yang menenangkan dan jika beliau berkata semuanya akan baik baik saja, itu bukan sekedar ucapan penenangan belaka, tetapi memang karena saya yakin dan percaya semua akan baik baik saja.
Hmmfff...
Saya kesepian.
Iyah. Saya akui itu.
Memang saya punya banyak teman dan sahabat baru, tetapi tetap saja ada rasa dimana semuanya tidak lengkap.
Ya. Keluarga.
Tetapi saya akan berumur 26 tahun ini. Sudah lewat seperempat abad, dan sudah sepantasnya saya tidak banyak mengeluh. Sudah sepantasnya saya menelan semuanya bulat bulat dan sepenuhnya sadar bahwa ini semua adalah harga yang dibayar atas sebuah mimpi.
Sudah sepantasnya saya bersyukur bahwa di balik rengekan saya itu, saya masih diberi banyak kenikmatan.
Seperti keluarga asuh saya yang masih mau menampung saya walaupun secara resmi saya bukan Au Pair mereka lagi.
Kemudian saya telah diberi kesempatan menjadi praktikan di even internasional Jakarta Berlin Arts Festival.
Lalu saya telah mendapat admission letter dari dua universitas di Jerman. Satu universitas untuk jurusan South East Asian Studies dan satu universitas bekerja sama dengan Universitas di Denmark untuk jurusan European Studies. Artinya untuk universitas kedua, saya mempunyai kesempatan untuk mendapatkan double degree :)
Ditambah aplikasi beasiswa saya sedang memasuki proses akhir :)
Alhamdulillah.
Sebenernya saya masih menunggu jawaban dari satu universitas idaman saya, dan sejauh ini saya belum memberikan jawaban untuk kedua universitas tersebut.
Tetapi saya tetap bersyukur karena mimpi dan rencana saya satu satu telah bisa saya raih.
Ya semoga bisa terus fokus dan menjalani semuanya dengan ikhlas.
HAHAHAHAHA. Dan sekarang saya terdengar seperti seorang motivator picisan ;)
Rgrds,
.putt.
ps: I have a new homepage here. Just take a peek in my tumblr page if you wanna know about my whole shitty love story..
Yes. Shit happens.
Was. At least not now. Not at this story.
After waiting for about 10 weeks, being an illegal foreigner for about 1 week, I finally got my new Visa. So I'm now officially as a student for a university's preparation. Alhamdulillah :)
I'm happy. Of course.
But thinking I have through another years here without knowing the exact time I will be come home, at least for a holiday, make me feel a bit depressed.
Another thing, I'm kind of take a break from all kind of traveling activity.
Cliche reason. I wanna save my money. I'm also thinking to take a part time work.
Because of one and many things, I'm considering to take a Uni in Berlin.
I'm pretty sure about the chance though, but the still dunno for sure actually..
Shit happens.
Yes it is.
Yah kan dia curhat deh.
Intinya, saya juga ga ngerti deh laki maunya apaan. Giliran dicariin dia ga nongol. Giliran ga dicariin, eh dia nongol. Hajinguk.
Pas dia nongol..eh dia udah punya monyet, cyinnnnnnnn!!! *garuk garuk tanah*
Oia,
Lagu itu lagunya temen saya (3d), lagu yang liriknya nampol sama situasi saya sekarang di atas itu buat si doi. Sengaja emang pake Bahasa Indon biar dia kaga ngarti :))
rgrds,
.putt.
"And I'm so lonely, you're not here with me, that's why I'm gonna be on the next plane home. I've always been a million miles away, and things are gonna change, but I just wanna come home.."(Daniel Powter - Next Plane Home)
Hari ini genap saya setahun tinggal di negara yang...yang...ah ya sudahlah, lupakan saja.
Kangen rumah? Pasti dan selalu.
Saya ingat dimana bulan bulan awal hanya berisi makian, keluhan, plus rengekan ingin pulang karena segala sesuatunya sangat berbeda di sini.
Saya juga sempat berada di dalam fase yang senewen jika orang bertanya "kapan pulang?" sampai akhirnya ada di dalam fase ga peduli lagi klo orang bertanya itu :)
Selama setahun ini saya juga banyak belajar dan mulai merasa betah tinggal di sini. Atau mungkin tepatnya sudah bisa menerima kenyataan.
Ah, entahlah.
But one thing I know.
I promise my family that I'm gonna take the next plane home :)
rgrds,
.putt.
Since I live here, I start to believe that in every thousand bad news there would be at least one good news that could make me smile :)
Do you guys remember my post here?
See. I didn't lie when I told you all I'm gonna do Saman dance ;)
I was quite desperate because all the Uni thingies, almost considering to give up and go back home as a loser.
But then Panji (PPI Duisburg Chairman) told us, the Saman-Ruhr Dancers, that we have a chance to play in a European Competition in Eindhoven on May 21-22. This event itself will be held by PPI Eropa.
I am so friggin excited!
I don't care if I'll have bruises on my palms and feet again.
I don't mind if I have to spend times hours of practicing.
Because at least I find a reason to keep staying here.
Another passion that make me not easily givin up.
:)
rgrds,
.putt.
ps: Now the task is, can you guess which one is me in the video? ;p
If you see me lately with a big grin on my face licking my straciatella ice cream, dance like a mad girl in local clubs, and sleeping peacefully in a tram -- don't trust what you've seen.
I've been tricking you all guys.
Been a month since I gave all my documents away to immigration office in order to prolong my visa.
But..
It hasn't finished yet, and my current visa will end on 30th April.
Hoe to the Ray!
I look at my wallet and there's only 50.000 Rupiahs plus 3.60 Euro.
I haven't found the right way to write clearly my motivation letter and CV, while the deadline is nearer.
Oh yeah, my Professor in my previous Uni also hasn't replied my Email yet.
Makes me wonder, do Profs in Indo really use pigeons to correspondence??
I can't chill.
I also barely can walk slowly enjoying the sunlight while listening to my fav. tunes.
What worst from all, I even lost my appetite to put sarcastic comments on Briptu Norman or 4th month pregnancy of KD.
I'm doomed.
Really.
rgrds,
.putt.
For I have lived and raised in Indonesian culture, I find it pretty hard being a woman in an age 25+, haven't married yet, and still could face everything happily without having a slight thought:
"Who would be my husband next?"or..
"Would he (name it as current boyfie) propose me and ask me to be his only one?"Yes. It must be hard.
That's also one of my reasons --to be honest-- left Indonesia.
Avoiding such questions. From myself, or from people around.
Sad?
I dunno. All I know, I won't be getting marry because of age reason or because of people pressure.
I wanna get marry because I want to. Because I'm ready.
Because I already found my "one" who could stand me in any situations.
And because I believe him by heart that he will take care of me for the rest of my life.
And now I'm still searching.
Not ready at all.
Thanks Mom for understanding me :)
rgrds,
.putt.
lupakan Milan, inget Indonesia karena lagi ditimpa banyak musibah.
saya gak bisa komentar banyak karena udah keabisan kata saking ikut sedihnya. yang saya bisa lakukan cuma numpang iklan:
untuk yang kebetulan baca dan domisilinya deket deket sini, dan mau ngetawain saya nari Saman..well, you are really welcome to come :)
beralih ke cerita selanjutnya..
lupakan cerita tentang Milan, karena saya juga tiba tiba gak ada mood buat ngelanjutinnya, and I realise I'm not a good travel writer. ya..mungkin lain waktu aja kali ya kalo lagi mood.
sekarang saya mau cerita random, tentang..ermm..what I have in mind lately.
Hidup di sini itu lucu, jadi ketemu sama berbagai jenis karakter orang.
contoh: ada satu orang cewe A yang suka banget build image di dunia maya. yea..name it twitter or facebook, supaya dia dibilang keren, bertalenta segala macem, endebra..padahal aslinya.. *pause, mo ngakak gaya saman*
ada juga satu orang cewe B yang keknya usahaaaaaa banget biar bisa diterima di lingkup pergaulan, bela belain sampe gak jadi dirinya sendiri, plus jadi cerita cerita tentang dirinya yang quatsch aka omong kosong aka nonsense.. *ngikik juga di pojokan*
eh ada lagi satu cewe C. dia saking polosnya malah dibego-begoin orang sini, sampe hidupnya keknya meranaaaaaaa banget. I'm not laughing at her, really. tapi cuma heran aja..kok bisa yaaa orang macem gitu sampe ke sini, ke rimba yang kejam nan brutal ini.. *mengheningkan cipta untuk keselamatannya*
hidup di sini lucu, karena selama di sini udah dilamar sama 3 orang lelaki.
gak...bukan mau songong apa norak, bukan. masalahnya 3 lelaki ini bener bener...erm...apa ya...jadi bingung ngomongnya.
jadi lelaki pertama: orang Turki, nguntitin saya mulu pas berkunjung ke Freiburg, dan dia sebelumnya udah ngelamar 2 teman saya yang tentunya diterima ditolak mentah mentah..
lelaki kedua: cowo yang saya kenal di web belajar bahasa. jadi ceritanya sejak saya di sini, saya jadi agak freak sama web belajar bahasa kek livemocha, yang bisa dapet partner belajar.
ni cowo emang freak banget sama Indonesia, tapi keknya dia bukan cuma freak sama Indonesia, dia emang bener bener freak! well, menjurus ke creepy sih. tiba tiba mesej saya di FB yang ga tau dapet FB saya dari mana, cuma bilang tau saya dari web tersebut, ngajak kenalan, minta YM, dan nomor telpon. awalnya saya gak curiga dan nyambut baek karena saya mikir, semakin banyak temen semakin bagus. mulai aneh pas pertama kali nelpon (setelah 2 hari kenal di YM) dia nanya tujuan hidup, visi misi, dan pandangan tentang cinta. yak, pandangan tentang C I N T A *sayup sayup terdengar lagu Kangen Band* la la la la la. mencoba menerapkan sikap orang Indo yang ramah, saya pun menjawabnya apa adanya banget..cenderung klise..dan tiba tiba dia meminang saya?!?!?!
amboi, mak inang! I was like, what the heck? saya tanggepinlah becanda, tapi dia bilang serius dan mulai cerita tentang kehidupan love life-nya yang dulu. HAHAHAHAHA *tertawa miris* perlu dicatet ya sodara sodara, saya sama dia ketemu aja beloman, apalagi cipokan?? *eh*
dia juga bilang bakal dateng ke kota saya dari Muenchen, tempat tinggal dia, kalo saya bilang iya.
intinya...he freaks me out.
apalagi setelah telpon itu dia agak agak "neror" gak jelas sama foto foto porno *eh klo itu saya mah demen* tapi sayangnya, bukan. diteror sama foto fotonya dia sok sok-an gaya. ehhh, lo kata lo mirip Brad Pitt, bang. dan sayang, dia juga bukan pria Jerman berumur 75 tahun, berduit banyak, sakit diabetes, jadi bentar lagi mati. makanya saya menerima pinangannya tolak.
lelaki ketiga: sebenernya ini gak usah diitung, but it's just for fun. saya kenal dia udah lama, sejak 2008. sempet suka juga jujurnya. tapi pas tau dia agak agak labil, songong, plus sotoy berkelanjutan, jadi beringsut menjauh perlahan lahan.
oia. walaupun dia blasteran Indo-Jerman yang kalo di Indo bakal laku parah, dia adalah salah satu contoh konkret alay Jerman. ahem. pasca ultah, di masa masa kekalutannya karena umur nambah tapi masih labil, tiba tiba dia juga ikutan meminang saya. HAHAHAHA. ngakak donk pastinya, udah alay..labil pula. saya sih cuma ketawa aja dan bilang kalo toket saya gak gede *loh* :))
intinya, saya anggap itu becandaan, gak lebih. palingan dia juga melamar wanita wanita lain besokannya.
hahhhh!! freak.
tapi saya juga ketemu sama orang orang baru yang sama sama suka menertawakan penderitaan masing masing, dan menertawakan mereka yang emang patut ditertawakan.
yah, emang hidup itu keras. udah diperkosa, mati, eh masih jadi hantu. kasihan Dewi Persik. *hening*
mau bukti?
temen saya orang Filipina tadi 2 jam yang lalu baru aja nangis nangis di McD cerita masalah rumah tangga-nya. errmmm, bingung mo komen apa. sebenernya saya gak bisa kasi komentar banyak karena saya beloman nikah Jermannya masih limited edition, tapi seenggaknya saya masih bisa jadi pendengar yang baik untuk dia walopun usaha juga ya dengerin dia ngomong Jerman pake aksen Tagalog sambil nangis dan..nonstop -tanpa jeda- *tarik napas*
belom lagi temen saya yang pake kerudung kadang suka dirasisin gak jelas, disangka teroris, padahal tampangnya mirip kek Rafika Duri *eh*
belom juga saya lagi jalan di depan stasiun, dan tiba tiba ditawar 10 euro *&^%$#*&^%$!* cuma gara gara dikira orang Thailand *ngelus dada vickyvette*
saya jadi mikir, emang saya semure apa sih. udah abis dipinang liwat telpon, eh cuma ditawar 10 euro.. *salaman sama Tiffie biar muke mure ilang*
but all the cheapy yet freaky things ended up yesterday with a really good news for me from my host family, about the possibility of staying in their house so I don't have to be worry about where to live after I change my visa :)
another possibility is that I would still "work" for them while I have my study, which I find is great because I don't feel like working for them -they just like my own family anyway-.
so yeah, I hope this good news is the beginning from all the good news that would happen to me. one burden is gone. so I just need to work my ass off, really hard till it bruises, just to complete all of the requirements because this good news means nothing if I couldn't pass the test or whatsoever.
so, wish me luck! *crossfingers*
regards,
.putt.
Senora Senorita,
come sei?
so last week I had a trip to Milan. yes, Milan. the very famous fashion city in the world. the city where Leonardo Da Vinci spent most of his lifetime in. a home city for two famous football clubs, AC Milan and Inter Milan. a city which surprisingly has a down town area that looks like Bekasi, plus a highway that looks like Tol Cipularang. in instance, it's a city that offers both sides. low and high life.
I went to Milan on Friday 15.10.2010 at 12:10 from Duesseldorf Weeze Airport to Orio al Serio Airport with my bestie, Zia. Duesseldorf Weeze is not a really famous airport since it's mostly like the base for an Irish cheap flight company, Ryan Air.
and why I took Ryan Air? well yea, just imagine. other flight company like German Wings or Air Berlin offered their cheapest price for two way flights and it's about 120-18o Euro, while I got from Ryan Air only 63 Euros for two way flights. not forget to mention that I booked the flight a month earlier, and I chose weekend where normally they have this high-price. if I took a flight on Tuesday and back on Thursday, I'd get the ticket only for 23 Euros. it's all including the tax. hah!!
There are two ways to get to Duesseldorf Weeze Airport from where I live, Duisburg. First, by this Mietwagen Taxi and it costs 12 Euro. if you wanna took it, it usually park in front of the Hauptbahnhof (Central Station). Second, by train. We chose to take this anyway since it's cheaper. I have this Bahn Card 25 (it's like a member card from Deutsche Bahn to get 25% discount), and I only need to pay 8,75 euro. but one thing that pissed me off that day was, I was in a hurry and when I went to this automatic ticket machine, it only had Weeze Bahnhof as a place of destination --which later I found that I wrongly typed the keywords-- so I directly ran into Deutsche Bahn Office and book my train ticket there. but apparently..the officer that seemed to know where the airport is, in fact he didn't really know where's that, so he printed me a ticket to Kavelaer Bahnhof and from there I have to take a bus to Airport, means I have to pay extra for 2.20 euro. I knew that I didn't need to pay extra because that's what it's said when I looked for the ticket price through the internet in the night before, but yeah..I was in a hurry, so...no, I didn't have any time to argue about something.
oh yeah, that was my first flight in Europe so I really had no experience before. but one thing I could tell you, even it's a small airport, they're really strict. for example, they even asked me to take off my boots. silly. and another pretty normal thing was when I booked a ticket online, I mentioned that I'd only bring a bag in a cabin, so I must bring ONLY one. not more. not a laptop bag or even a clutch. plus the weight of the cabin bag is no more than 10 kg, width 55 cm, and height 40 cm. they really measure it. believe me. if you failed the "test" they'd tell you to go to front desk and pay for 37 euros. hah!! so you better measure your bags first before you go to the check in counter.
Zia almost pay for 37 euros, while she brought this suitcase and its weight was about 13 kg. but then she threw the unimportant things away, and put some things in my backpack. finally, we safe! yeay!
ah. if you fly with Ryan Air and booked for no seat, just make sure that you come really early to get a nice seat. because of what? because if you booked for no seat then you really have no seat number, even you go checked in 2 weeks before the D-Day like me. I was bit surprise with it, since when I was in Indonesia and booked online with no seat, I could've always choose my seat number when doing the check-in in the airport's counter.
so what happened to me was.. we arrived there pretty late and on my boarding pass ticket, it's written my Seq. Nr was 21, so I thought my seat number was 21. then..I was wrong when I asked the unfriendly stewardess. Me and Zia ended up took any available seats that we saw first, even we have to sit next to a freaky man. pretty hectic and ironic, indeed. but we survived. again. yeay!
The seat in Ryan Air was not really comfortable, I mean..yeah, what do you expect from a cheap flight? there was also bit of turbulence. but one thing for sure that I'd be safe until the plane is landed.
We arrived safely in Orio al Serio Airport at 13:30, and since we haven't book a ticket to go to Milan Central Station, we directly went into the bus connection's counter that's located near the exit, and the nearest one is Austrodale Bus. Usually it costs 20 euro for two ways tickets, but lucky us at that time there was this discount for the bus rate until end of November. if you buy two then you'll get one ticket for free. We need 4 tickets, so that means we only need to pay 10 euro more, and then the total cost was 30 euro! yippie!
Huah! that's all for tonight, I'm gonna write this trip into some posts, so..I'll continue in the next posts including pictures :)
regards,
.putt.
PS: if you're in Germany, put "Airport Terminal 1, Weeze" as your keywords in bahn.de when you looked for the train connection from your city, because if you typed "Weeze" what would be shown up then "Weeze Bahnhof" and it's not the destination you wanna go. plus, if you print the RIGHT one *not the false one like that officer did..* you don't need to pay extra for the additional bus tickets.
and apparently it's kinda hard to manage in masterizing two foreign languages in the same time, because what happen to me is I feel my English is getting worst from time to time --like you can see from my writing above-- while my German shows its slowly progress *sigh*
jadi,
post ini saya buat untuk mereka yang bertanya tanya tentang kegiatan saya di sini selain ngecengin cowo dan kemudian patah hati.. *tertawa miris*
saya kuliah? nope. maybe. soon to be.
nikah? HAHAHAHA. cut my ears, please.
travelling? iya lah..demi mengisi masa muda..dan buang buang duit orang tua.. *dilindes traktor*
dan tebakan terakhir.
kerja? more or less, yea.
kemudian kalimat selanjutnya mungkin adalah kalimat seperti,
"kok bisa? kerja apa?"
jujur. saya ga menganggap apa yang saya lakukan di sini adalah sebagai pekerjaan dan lebih sebagai pertukaran kebudayaan, dimana saya di sini bertugas sebagai Au Pair :)
lalu adalagi pertanyaan,
"Au Pair itu apa ya?"
humm. jadi Au Pair itu kurang lebih sama seperti home stay, tetapi yang berbeda adalah kita diberi uang saku bulanan oleh keluarga angkat kita karena kita menjaga anak mereka.
"jadi sama aja kek baby sitter donk?"
mungkin. kurang lebih. tetapi tujuan Au Pair sebenarnya adalah pertukaran kebudayaan karena biasanya yang menjadi Au Pair adalah orang orang dari negara lain, dan tinggal bersama keluarga asuh selama kurang lebih setahun.
FYI, dunia per Au Pair an sendiri udah terkenal di benua Eropa dan Amerika, dan masing masing negara di benua tersebut rata rata mempunyai UU tersendiri tentang keberadaan Au Pair ini.
seperti di Jerman, semuanya sudah diatur dari mulai uang saku, waktu kerja, dan juga kewajiban kewajiban sang keluarga asuh.
"Terus kenapa mau jadi Au Pair?"atau pernyataan yang lebih pait yang sering dilontarkan ke saya,
"Udah capek capek kuliah S1, ujung ujungnya malah jadi baby sitter.."
kenapa mau?
pertama. karena saya mempunyai goal untuk melanjutkan kuliah S2 di Jerman, untuk itu saya harus mengenali medan pertempuran terlebih dahulu baru bisa menyusun strategi. kedua. saya butuh berkomunikasi, mendengar, intinya membiasakan diri untuk ber-Bahasa Jerman. saya berpikir, apalagi hal yang lebih efektif daripada saya tinggal bersama keluarga Jerman? plus mereka membiayai sekolah bahasa saya :D
ketiga. mimpi. sudah saya bicarakan di postingan awal bahwa mimpi saya adalah menginjakkan kaki di Benua Eropa. bukan Amerika, bukan juga Australia, dan Afrika.
jadi, dengan tinggal di sini memudahkan akses saya untuk traveling ke beberapa negara di Eropa. syukurnya kota tempat tinggal saya ini dekat perbatasan Belanda hanya 1 jam ke Venlo (kota paling dekat perbatasan), 3 jam ke Amsterdam, 3,5 jam ke Brussels, dan 5 jam ke Paris. semuanya waktu tempuh menggunakan kereta.
lalu untuk pernyataan kedua.
HAHAHAHA.
saya hanya bisa tertawa sinis untuk mereka yang sering menyatakan itu karena jujur..bokkk! pikiran lo sempit yaaa sesempit rok-nya Annisa Bahar! :)
sistem kasta di Indonesia ternyata mempengaruhi pola pikir kebanyakan masyarakat kita dan seperti menganggap rendah pekerjaan di bidang social service semacam itu. tapi, apakah kalian tau? saya tau beberapa Au Pair yang berasal dari Amerika Serikat, Kanada, Brazil, Finlandia, Australia, sampe Afrika Selatan, dan setau saya mereka rata rata datang dengan tujuannya masing masing. ada satu teman Au Pair saya yang berasal dari Washington DC, lulusan Virginia Tech University, dan tujuannya menjadi Au Pair karena ingin travelling keliling Eropa. lalu teman Au Pair saya yang dari Ontario, Kanada *yang nampaknya anak gaol abis* tujuannya cuma ingin party sana sini, merasakan kegilaan party di benua Eropa.
so, yeah.
this is what I do now until next year while working my ass off in completing all of the crazy requirements for my Master. in the end, I dunno yet. either I stay here for good or come back home with smile because I've experienced and learned much by living abroad.
tapi satu hal yang pasti.
dengan hidup sendirian di sini, saya jadi lebih menghargai apa artinya keberadaan sebuah keluarga :)
regards,
.putt.
ps: psssst. mo norak sedikit. Ich bin ganz ganz gluecklich weil ich nach Milan am naechste Woche wird fliegen. yeayy!
lima oktober duaribusepuluh.
akhirnya saya memutuskan untuk mengakhiri masa hibernasi panjang saya dan ruang kosong dalam blog ini. dan juga di hati saya.
hari ini genap sudah lima bulan empat hari saya mencari hidup dan penghidupan di negara antah berantah, di kota bernama Duisburg, propinsi North-Rhein Westphalia. sebagai kota terbesar nomor 6 di Jerman, jangan bayangkan jika kota ini penuh dengan bangunan dan gereja tua dengan gaya baroque atau gothic. tidak. kota ini dulu luluh lantak rata dengan tanah sewaktu Perang Dunia II terjadi sehingga tak ada lagi bangunan bangunan tua tersisa. kemudian pada masa pembangunan Jerman kembali, kota ini terkenal sebagai kota industri tembaga sehingga sejauh mana memandang hanya pabrik pabrik semata yang terlihat. kota ini juga sebagai markas ThyssenKrupp, sebuah perusahaan besi dan juga produsen elevator terkenal di dunia.
hanya satu hal yang indah tentang Duisburg.
pemandangan sungai Ruhr dan angsa angsa yang berenang di dalamnya. ditambah ketika malam tiba, lampu lampu temaram restoran sepanjang pinggir sungai Ruhr dan Innenhafen mulai menyala dan mulai menambah suasana romantis. oia, Innenhafen adalah nama daerah dekat saya tinggal, dimana banyak kapal pribadi dan yacht yang bersandar. Innenhafen sendiri adalah satu dari banyak pelabuhan marina di sungai Ruhr.
lalu kemudian orang orang akan berkata,
"Wah gila, enak banget ya Put hidup lo sekarang. bisa jalan jalan kemana mana.."
hahahaha.
ketika mereka berkata begitu, saya akan memilih tertawa hambar dan berdalih bahwa rumput tetangga memang terlihat lebih hijau.
well, mungkin mereka benar benar gak ngerti bagaimana rasanya tinggal jauh dari keluarga dan orang orang yang disayangi. rasa rindu yang tak bisa terlampiaskan, ibarat halnya seperti orang yang kebelet buang hajat tapi gak nemu WC Umum.
mereka mungkin gak ngerti bagaimana rasa stress melanda jika berbicara dengan orang dan kemudian terjadi kesalah pahaman. oh, atau mungkin setelah kita mencoba sekuat tenaga bersusah payah untuk berbicara, kemudian lawan bicara kita hanya mengeryitkan dahi tanda tidak mengerti.
atau setiap hari pada hari hari awal harus berlari lari ke stasiun karena takut ketinggalan kereta, dan kereta berikutnya sudah pasti muncul setengah jam lagi. belum lagi akibat gaptek dengan segala macam jadwal dan tetek bengeknya sehingga salah naek kereta, nyasar, dan akibatnya jam 2.30 dini hari dengan suhu 10 derajat celcius masih nongkrong di stasiun untuk menunggu kereta yang membawa pulang.
belum lagi rasa rindu dengan masakan Indonesia yang kaya rasa. rindu ketokan tukang bakso, ketoprak, mie ayam, bubur ayam, yeah..you name it.
adaptasi yang tak akan pernah berhenti.
hingga satu waktu pada masa libur Lebaran kemarin, malam hari ketika saya berada di kereta bawah tanah di Hamburg perjalanan pulang ke rumah teman saya, melihat orang orang asing berlalu lalang ke luar masuk kereta. suasanan kereta yang hening karena semua orang sibuk dengan diri mereka masing masing.
kemudian tiba tiba saya pun merasa capek dan letih.
merasa asing se-asing asingnya.
sendirian.
saya rindu suasana hangat rumah dan kebisingan kenek metro mini.
sehingga saya pun mulai me re-call impian impian saya terdahulu dan kemudian bertanya ulang kepada diri saya,
"Benarkah kehidupan ini yang saya inginkan?"
saya paham bahwa meraih mimpi memang tidak seindah bayangannya dan semudah ketika mengucapkannya. saya sadar sesadar sadarnya. tapi... *sigh*
hanya satu kalimat dari seorang lelaki paruh baya yang saya cintai, yang terus menguatkan saya sejauh ini ketika melepas kepergian saya di Bandara lima bulan lalu.
"Raihlah mimpi dan cita-citamu, Nak. Bapak mendoakan di sini.."
regards,
.putt.
so. this is it.
in the next 24 hours hour I will be somewhere up in the air heading to Frankfurt am Main International Airport.
I'm gonna leave for good this pollutant city, Jakarta, today..and move to Duisburg.
I dreamt of this since I was in Elementary School. my passion to be somewhere in Europe leads me to what I am now.
and finally. this is the D-Day where everythin seems like a dream come true, where I will be re-born, experience new things, (perhaps) emerge into a new soul.
eventhough I felt sooo scare latelt, but now I'm not try to be.
as far as I can see..life's in Germany would be a real hard and ass, so I try to put aside all sentimental side of me. I try to be more hard than life itself.
sometimes, I'm telling myself this.
I've experienced the most hard difficult phase in life before, so what else would be worst come into my way?
so surely, I will put my best effort to be a real tough girl :D
so yeah, I guess this is my last post in Ciledug Indonesia. I will make sure that the next post will be write in Duisburg, Germany :D
I will definitely try my best to keep posted, share about everythin happen in my new surroundings.
rgrds,
.putt.
Remember my little campaign, and the whole story of Earth Hour in here??
Well, apparently..I'm gonna do the same campaign again.
Tonight, on 20.30 - 21.30, please do turn off NOT in stand by position all the lights and electricity equipments in your place. Hey trust me, it would be so much fun. you could do the candle lite dinner, or even making out in dark. LOL.
I live in Jakarta, so now it's about 8 hours to go to Earth Hour time :D
I'm not doing this campaign for a sake name of trend. I don't care if people who reads Crichton much tell that this global warming thing is a capitalism conspiracy.
I truly don't give a damn thing about conspiracy theory now. I assume we're not gonna lose anything if we do the Earth Hour thing, and probably will regret later if we're not doing it.
I witness deforestation and lack of clean water around me. I feel Bandung and Jakarta is even hotter than before. the important thing is I do aware that our Mother Earth really needs to breathe, even only for 60 minutes.
I do believe the end of day will come based on God's will, where everyone can't run out from. But it doesn't mean we're not gonna do something to contribute of saving this planet. It's not about which country you're coming from or which level you sit in. It's about the planet we're from and the planet we live in.
Turn off the lights, change the world in 1 Hour (60 minutes).
I support Earth Hour in a name of my birth children and grand children, to the brighter future. so, will you join me?? :D
rgrds,
.putt.
ribut-ribut hashag #fq di twitter.
satu pihak (A) menyerang pihak yang lain (B), dikarenakan menganggap B sudah mulai keterlaluan menulis tweet tweet tentang da hottest chef in town, miss FQ, pada setiap show show nya.
A pun meradang, like an old man lose his teeth, dia me-RT mayoritas tweet yang menjustifikasi pendapatnya. sedangkan B, adem ayem aja walopun dijustifikasi kanan kiri dan dianggap telah melecehkan perempuan secara keseluruhan dengan tweet tweet nya.
terus terang saya gak follow A, tapi saya follow B.
saya tau persis apa yang B tulis pada setiap show FQ, dan saya sebagai wanita merasa tidak dilecehkan. I keep my good thoughts. dengan tweet tweet si B, rating FQ jadi naek karena banyak yang nonton. iya tho??
tetapi berhubung saya orangnya pengen tau dan ingin mendapat berita yang berimbang, jadilah saya buka twitter si A, dan saya ubek ubek tweet tweetnya.
and tarraaaaa!! I have my own opinion.
Orang-orang yang bilang itu pelecehan seksual = lebay.
I mean like..hey, FQ probably every guy's fantasy. just don't be naive. I'll probably tweet the same thing about Alex Turner undress me, and we're lying naked on the white sand of Maldives; if I watched Alex every week on screen.
nobody will bring you down without your consent.
jadi jangan bikin diri sendiri jadi korban pelecehan lah dengan sensi yang berlebihan. klo misalkan ada yang ngatain bego, tapi kita ga ngerasa mah ya udah.
lagian I know, deep in our heart..as woman, we envy her and her body. we prepare our stuffs to voodoo her, to make this holy monster creature vanish.
semakin malam pun ketika saya menulis ini, hashtag #fq dipenuhi dengan siapa mendukung siapa. come on...go get a life, dude. it's not a fookin contest like Idol something. it's just a twitter world. if you don't like the person and the tweets, don't wanna know about the person anymore, simply press the unfollow button. selesai perkara.
yea yea yea.
welcome to twitter land, when everyone can be an evil and angel in the same time. when everyone turn into the real self, or probably just wear any make up as they want.
when all the dramas are the main course, and its people busy looking for their part.
and me?? just enjoy my popcorn whilst watching it.
RT @jennyjusuf: Saya menghargai siapa pun yg terangsang dgn penampilan #fq sama spt saya menghargai diri saya sendiri yg berpendapat #fq mirip keong racun.
RT @jennyjusuf: Fanaticism, stupidity, ignorance. Lethal combo. Nuff said.
rgrds,
.putt.
mungkin episode pertama kita telah usai.
seperti pagi yang menggantikan malam.
seperti cangkir kedua yang kita sesap setelah cangkir pertama.
dan seperti sebuah kuantum waktu yang terus bermetamorfosa sesuai irama.
disana pun ada kadaluarsa.
ketika semua diawali dengan nol, dan diakhiri dengan bilangan desimal tak menentu.
melenakan dalam semu bias cakrawala.
hingga akhirnya semua menjadi kaku, bisu, dalam sebuah lagu baru.
lagu kematian yang tak pernah terbayangkan.
ya.
mungkin episode pertama kita telah usai.
seperti izrail mencabut nyawa, dan israfil meniup sangkakala.
menyisakan semua dengan sederhana, perlahan-lahan menguar, seiring dengan langkah lapuk kita.
Ciledug, 20.03.2010
rgrds,
.putt.
ps : picture taken from here
"I kind of see this…all love as this, escape for two people who don’t know how to be alone. People always talk about how love is totally unselfish, giving thing, but if you think about it, there’s nothing more selfish.."- Before Sunrise, 1995.
Dear you,
Nothing beats the feeling of what has happened to me years ago.
You scratch, then you go. left the surprise packages.
But no matter what..I kept demanded you, I foolishly hoped. Silently.
Until I finally wake up and see everything is brighter than before. When the demands and hopes turn into zero, when I simply just don't give any shits about the you universe.
Dear you,
Being a complete ignorant is a nicest thing ever happened to me. Well, call me a douchebag, a bitch, or whatever you like. alles egal, everything's fine. I just don't care. At least I know a thing I don't want in life. I don't want someone to piss me up, cause that's the least thing I need.
Yes. My attitude defines life, and this is how I define life towards you.
Dear you,
Let me tell you something.
You always thought that you're the winner, that you're the one who's not alone. But the truth is you keep running in a same labyrinth. in loneliness.
And yes. Ten years from today, you will remember the days we spent catching butterflies and counting planes. Cause I'm sure about a thing, you will never ever can erase me :)
Enough said.
rgrds,
.putt.
ps: the pic is taken from here
Kalo lagi dihadapin sama suatu masalah, emang semuanya harus dibalikin ke dalam skala prioritas masing masing ya.
Emang sih godaan untuk ini itu pasti ada, tapi yaaaa...kita harus memilih dan memilah mana yang sebenernya jadi skala prioritas kita.
Jangan lupa juga untuk selalu komitmen sama apa yang udah jadi prioritas :)
So, apa skala prioritas kamu?? *yak! dan saya berasa ada di majalah majalah abege ibukota*
regards,
.putt.
pikiran random yang sedang berkecamuk di otak saya akibat susah tidur, dan baru baca postingan tammi:
1. Hamil di luar nikah memang menyalahi aturan norma dan nilai kepatutan *terutama di Indonesia yang kebanyakan RUU apalah itu*, tetapi siapa kita yang berhak melabeli kalau perempuan yang melakukan hal itu adalah perempuan "gak bener" dan sibuk mempergunjingkan dia dari mulut ke mulut??
2. It takes two to have sex. merujuk dari pernyataan di atas, terus lakinya apa kabar?? humm, apa mentang mentang Perempuan punya 'kelebihan' rahim yang akan membesar dari bulan ke bulan, jadi banyak pihak yang lebih mendiskreditkan perempuan daripada lelaki??
3. Tapi apakah kamu tau?? Terjadinya pendiskreditan sosial itu yang banyak memicu terjadinya aborsi. Perempuan, dalam hal ini, ada di posisi yang sangat rawan dan rapuh. seperti ilustrasi di bawah ini:
A : "Say, gw hamil..tapi C gak mau tanggung jawab.."
B : "Hah?!?! terus gimana donks??"
A : "Errrr...ga tau...hiks!!"
Let's say A bisa aja maksa C untuk tanggung jawab, menikahi dia, menyelamatkan dia dari para polisi moral masyarakat, tapi buat apa?? hanya untuk sebuah legalitas supaya ada "nama bapak" di Akte Kelahiran?? tapi pernah kebayang gak kelanjutan hidup si A, menikahi seseorang hanya karena terpaksa?? apa gak tar nambah kasus lagi jadi KDRT?? apa gak malah melemahkan arti institusi pernikahan?? dan apakah para polisi moral itu bakal mau tau itu semua?? GAK!!
Di sisi lain, kalo A meneruskan kehamilannya atas nama "moral" tapi ketauan "ga ada lakinya", pasti yang heboh bukan si A, tapi keluarga, tetangga tetangga, temen arisan emaknya, de el el. Polisi moral pun mendadak banyak yang nyinyir, dan sibuk melabeli sesuka hati.
Last option. Aborsi. Dosa?? mungkin. Well, itu opsi yang paling nyata dan jelas. Bukan saya mendukung aborsi, bukan. Saya tau dan percaya bahwa itu bakal mengahntui dan menjadi penyesalan seumur hidup. Tapi di dalam keadaan kalut, panik, depresif, itu akan menjadi jalan pintas yang menggiurkan. Apalagi di dalam kasus di atas, hanya pihak perempuan saja yang berpikir dan menimbang keputusan, ditambah masukan masukan dari teman temannya. Lakinya?? Kabur aja tuh sama t***t nya.
over all,
Selamat Hari Perempuan tanggal 8 Maret 2010.
Tulisan yang saya kemukakan di atas, adalah satu dari beratus ratus masalah yang dihadapi perempuan Indonesia dan dimanapun itu.
Semoga ketika sex di luar nikah menjadi suatu pilihan, diharapkan para perempuan Indonesia bisa menerima konsukensinya dengan bijaksana dan dewasa, menghadapinya dengan keputusan kita sendiri, dimana dalam hal ini kita sudah pasti dituntut untuk lebih "kuat" daripada laki laki sekalipun :)
"Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.." - Oscar Wilde
regards,
.putt.
so, this is what I had done so far when I was hibernating :D
1. Placebo Concert, 16. February 2010
the concert was awesome. the crowd, the lighting, and Molko really showed that he's the real man, apart from the fact that he is bi-sexual. talk less, sing more. and it was too bad, he didn't sing my fav track like Slave to the Wage, I Do, and Commercial for Levi.
2. My Graduation, 23. February 2010
Finally, after struggled for about 1.5 year try to finish my mini-thesis, my never ending torture, I really made it in the end! Hutang dibayar lunas!! yay! thanks for my besties who keep supporting me.. *cups*
3. Omah Sinau (OSin)
We launched OSin in 26. February 2010. after a very long talk and discussion, finally me, Yanti, Vindri, Ratna, Febry, Herry, and Ico dare ourselves to make it happen. all we know is we love kids, and wanna help 'em to pursuit their dreams, and encourage 'em to make the dreams happen.
Look at them. this was our first meeting. we want to boost their creativity, and their peer-groups through puzzles game. let 'em know for not being selfish and work in groups.
this is Rahma Khairunnisa. she is only 4 years old, she's such a warm and lovely kids. she loves to talk and tell us almost about anything. she can't read, yet, but she's already in Iqro 2. the kid in orange shirt is Jaja. he is 8 years old. he reallllyyy loves to read, thus he reads almost about anything.
this is me anyway, teaching English to kids. read a book together and encourage 'em to find out the meaning of the story. tried to boost their vocabulary. the kid in front of me, named Dika. he's 10 years old, in 5th grade. he's bright, he get the 1st rank in school since in 1st grade. he's the one whom confuse Ico (and us) with this question,
"Kak, emangnya bener ya Indonesia itu namanya dulu Nusantara??"We could just answer, "yes, it was.." but we have to give him more explanation. so, we were hand in hand give 'em explanation according to our knowledge. phhiuff!!
finally. this is the team. minus Febry.
L-R : Ico, me, Ratna, Vindri, Yanti, and Herry :)
so yeah.
that's what I've done so far. think am gonna miss 'em. soon :(
rgrds,
.putt.
Frau,
taken from a German word means woman, or a nick name for a Lady who has been getting married.
Her name is Leilani Hermiasih (Lani), but she is mostly known as Frau.
I firstly known her as one of the members of Anggisluka, but apparently she was also the bassist of Essen und Blood, and an additional keyboardist of Southern Beach Terrors. They are Indie Bands from Jogja.
She is a very talented young lady, has played piano since she was 7, and now she studies in UGM majoring Anthropology. She has also Japanesse blood, that she got from her mom, while her dad is Indonesian.
The first single I heard was "Menenun Hujan", which given by one of my friends who lives in Jogja, around June/July last year, and I was stunned for a while.
"She plays Piano beautifully, and the lyrics of Menenun Hujan has strucked me." That was my first thought. "I know she's gonna be big one day, as a real artist.."
I tried to find her records in Jakarta/Bandung, but sadly I got none, so I gave up. Until one day, that was really a very boring night for me in kosan, when someone in my time line tweeted that Frau would be perform in Kick Andy. I shrieked, tuned in to Metro TV streaming, and even the connection so bad, I tried to stand it and kept watching the show.
And she was beautiful, she is beautiful. she really is.
You guys have to watch her carefully when she played Oscar, her piano. She's like marrying Oscar, they're blend, and not forget to mention..she sung beautifully.
When you guys first heard this Menenun Hujan song, you probably think she sounds like Monita *one of the Indonesian Idols Finalist* well perhaps they have the same falsetto, but they are different!! totally!
When you listen to Rat and Cat, I doubt Monita could sing like her. Frau really has the real ability to sing, she's not only singing, she tells story.
In track Sepasang Kekasih yang Pertama Bercinta di Luar Angkasa, she has done a very amazing duet -- with a guy I don't know who --, but everytime I hear this track..I feel theatrical, watch an old Broadway Opera with lots of pantomime people on stage.
The last is my most favourite track, Glow.
I imagine myself in a very quiet environment, late at nite, wait for the last train or bus to stop by, then I sit, watch the city lights through windows. They all glow, but hence only silence I feel. Empty. Hollow. Until I finally say,
"Burned me, tear my skin off and leave me
'Tis the last time you may hold me
'Tis the last time I shall say, good bye.."
regards,
.putt.
ps: Gladly, you can all now download Frau - Starlit Carousel, you could also visit her blog in here.
feel free, guys!! and God, I finally make a music review after almost 3 years of absent. feel glad to be back in business ;)
empat puluh.
angka yang dianggap sakral dan mengandung nilai tradisi oleh beberapa orang.
ketika ada salah satu anggota keluarga yang meninggal, kita akan membuat suatu persekutuan kecil untuk mendoakannya pada empat puluh hari setelah kematiannya. yah, yang saya tau sih menurut agama Islam.
angka itu juga menandakan warning sign kepada para wanita yang ingin hamil dan mempunyai anak. kata dokter mah, "takut ga kuat ngeden, cyinn" *halah*
empat puluh hari.
ketika saya terbangun pagi ini, saya mencoba mengingat tanggal dan ternyata hari ini tanggal 10 Maret.
saya pun tercenung. ini berarti kurang lebih empat puluh hari menjelang jadwal kepergian saya.
artinya udah deket waktunya saya bakal ninggalin rumah.
keluarga, sahabat, teman, dan mereka yang nyinyir.
semua jajanan jorok tapi nikmat di pinggir jalan.
tradisi kekeluargaan pas puasa dan lebaran, serta makanan makanannya.
dan satu lagi, suara adzan.
saya memang bukan orang yang relijius, tapi seenggaknya setiap hari dimanapun saya berada, secara gak langsung ada yang mengingatkan kalo saya ada Empunya.
"........."
kadang pula saya berpikir saya seperti menghadapi kematian yang telah divoniskan.
saya menghirup dalam dalam udara Jakarta yang berpolusi ini;
menikmati setiap gigit dan kunyahan masakan buatan Ibu;
mencoba tidak menggerutu ketika dimarahi Bapak;
meningkatkan intensitas membeli semua jajanan yang lewat atau pun nongkrong;
mencoba melakukan hal hal yang sedikit berguna bagi orang lain;
dan masih berjuang keras untuk benar benar bisa menertawakan ketololan saya di masa lalu dan bersikap acuh serta tidak peduli lagi.
well..everyone will die after all, won't they?? where they finally out from their comfort zone into the next zone, at least I believe there's life after death.
so here, I'm trying to consider in the next 40 days, I'll have my first micro-death, where I will re-born and step out of my comfy zone into my next zone.
please wish me I'll get into heaven and not hell.. *cross fingers*
regards,
.putt.
ps: pssstt, the picture is taken from here, and it's the view of the city am gonna live in. hope it's gonna be as beautiful as it looks :)
I'm back!!
have been absent for 2 months, the internet connection sucks, can't even access google, plus the unbearable malware and spyware since my antivirus lisence was expired. trying to make another blog in pressword, but it's a hard thing to handle. let's say, I'm not too familiar with it.
hard life I've been through, huh??
and here's my quick recap:
1. still waiting for my visa, and it's kinda boring.
2. had my graduation ceremony on February 23rd. officially jobless.
3. watched Placebo concert!! yay!! much fun. planning to attend Imogen Heap's show, but I don't know, yet. am running out money.
4. create and volunteer in this Omah Sinau aka Osin thing with friends, a place where we could play and learn. mostly the kids are coming from the non-have family.
I finally find my passion here, beside writing.
so yeah.
I also have some photos, and am gonna upload 'em in the next post. promise!!
cups!
regards,
.putt.
Updates
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Happy! Piggy back ride made me complete as a woman! *eaaaa :)))
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Let's go picnic at the harbor! Yeay!
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Bosen tu de meks dan penting aja gt buat di tweet :|
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My review of ipanema in Maastricht on Qype: http://t.co/yC4qMTOE
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My review of Campus Suite in Flensburg on Qype: http://t.co/VcNuYNbt
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Talking Zarathustra.. (@ Uni-Flensburg) [pic]: http://t.co/5AFqq45N
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After 2 weeks break, being in class again feels so odd.. :|
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@infidelyty gw kebanyakan tidur di kereta ni, jd aja ga ngantuk -.-
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@diamfa kaga kaburrrr, ahahaha. Lo aja yg ga jawab ;p
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@infidelyty mahahaha, dan pasti lo bnran ngutuk gw deh skrg :)))
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dan dia pun pasti mengutuk dan menghujat keras :))
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sakses menggiring @infidelyty ke muenster dan mengirimnya balik ke essen. mahahaha.
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Green tea at Okinii. Oishiiii! http://t.co/mmmp0HJG
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Happy as a person. This is the best food so far in 2012..
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Oishiiiiii (I'm at Okinii) http://t.co/JzV5Xi81
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stop at moenchengladbach hbf. It's indeed industrial region, but I really love this region..
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@infidelyty @mutiapple btw eke cm mampir aja di duessel trs lsg lanjut ke flens. Tp keknya balik lg long weekend ini.
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@infidelyty @mutiapple hahaha, gw lg otw ke duessel ni, maap di maastricht ga terjamah internet. mau mkn di okinii, ikut yuk mut..
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Great closing ceremony of EuroMUN :)
Posts
- Him: Why don't you answer my question?
- Me: Which one? *think* Oh, the jealous one?
- Him: Uhum
- Me: Well, I'm not cause I'm pretty confidence of myself
Why are you so nice to me? For me everything you’ve done is not just nice but also, sweet.
Ok. Forget about the quality of this picture, I know I’m not a good photographer and it was taken by a 3 MP cellphone camera, so better keep off your comments xD
I finally received a really cute postcard from Scotland!
After…1,5 weeks -__-
But still, woohooo! Thanks to le derp :*
Two nights ago we had this silly argumentation of why I haven’t received it yet. He convinced me that he wrote my name and address correctly, even though I insisted that there must be a little mistake he made.
Then I was right.
He indeed did make LITTLE mistake.
My postal code should be 24941, and he wrote..24942 *toyor*
But once again, thank you for the simple romance you gave me :’)
It’s been 23 months I have been living here in Germany. Life was great, life was wonderful at the beginning. Ok, I sometimes cried myself and wished I could be back home and curl under a blanket in my comfy room, but the thought only lasted not more that 3 days. After all, I would feel fine again.
During the first 1.5 years, I earned my own money. Not much, but enough. I was pretty proud of myself because I could live abroad without any donation from my parents. I traveled here and there, see the beauty of Europe with my own pocket money, I spent then I got income every month — that was pretty amazing I would say.
Then life changed. I decided to continue my Master and moved into a smaller town in northest part of Germany. I quit the job. At one point, I ‘m glad because I’m in a process of my goal attainment. I finally back to a student life. Meet new people. Hang out with them, discuss about (lame) things happening nowadays, and overall I feel I had lotsa fun.
Until last month.
I was kinda shocked when seeing my bank account. I suddenly realized that so far I only spent money without any income. The numbers in my bank account is like a fire alarm for me. A yellow light. I got panic. Well okay, I’m lucky I got this scholarship, but it’s all in my Indonesian account and I promise myself won’t use it til I graduate. There’s no other way except I have to look for a job, any job would suffice as long as I can earn some to help me support my daily life.
Now is semester break and I canceled my plan to go back to Indonesia. For the sake of mother earth, I really want to go back home, but after I did calculation it would be a waste of money if I left to home and at the same time I have to pay my rent and bills here. I calculated then it would be more logical to stay and look for a job here.
But my buddies, it’s not as easy as my calculation. Flensburg is a small town so there are not so many job opportunities here. I sent some applications letter and all I got also rejection letters. I even feel shame of myself when McDonalds also rejected me. In one ice cafe they even accepted one Russian girl I know that can not speak German properly. She has good look to interact to customers, but without ability to speak that’s just too stupid to be true. For sake of kumis Foke, I don’t like that. I smell racism here. Ok I’m Asian and don’t have any experiences workin in a restaurant, but at least I speak good German and English. And I think I’m not that ugly to scare the customers away.
Another stupid thing also happened when I applied to this Chinese Restaurant. The owner said no to me and his reason was, “I’m sorry, but I need an Asian here.” This time really, I didn’t know if I should laugh or cry. Does he think I’m an alien or what? It would be more acceptable if he said he needs (also) Chinese to work there. But using an “Asian” word, that just sounds so…wrong. And at that point I knew I smell another racism.
I got stressed out because I basically just stay home and do nothing. I watch all movies, but I can not really get into it. I read some books, but can not really concentrate. I feel jealous to my flatmate who goes to work and can earn some money. I feel tense. I become pretty sensitive. Normally if I feel bit tense, I would travel somewhere and meet new people to refresh my mind. I can do that for sure, but I choose not to because I dont want to waste more money.
Another option is sure I can ask my dad for it, but what do you think of yourself if you’re 25+ and you still ask some from your parents? Oh yeah, I would better die in hunger. Then I find another solution. I’m tryin to move to a cheaper flat, which I already found, but when I talked to my landlord he said his fuckin reasons to keep me here til the end of contract, even though on our agreement he said it would be okay for me to move earlier as long as I could find a replacement.
So take this bold lines that there’s this big possibility for me to pay double rent for a month. Aaaaarrrghhhhhh!!
Well I’m still trying to fight for my rights for sure, but I’m now just feel too tired to fight.
A good news finally comes. I finally got one job offer in a restaurant but with a quite hard work, I’ll get low working payment. I actually wanted to reject it, but I don’t have any option since I need some income :| It’s like take it or leave it. Better or nothing. In this point, I absolutely dislike if I trapped only in one option.
I keep telling myself that I can go through it all, but then I somehow feel so weak. I want to cry to my mom but then I remember my promise to always tell her only good news to make her less worry. I want her to know I’m doing alright here. That everything’s fine. Everything’s under control.
I also don’t want to tell le derp about this whole shitty stories because I don’t like to bother his vacation now. Well, actually I’m afraid if he thought I’m too much complaining.
So yeah. I’m Putt. I’m 25++. I’m not enjoying my holiday cause I’m jobless. Nice to meet you.
rgrds,
.putt.
For those who sometimes read my trashes here in tumblr, might grumble as if I had nothing to write except my corny cheesy pathetic love story. But hey, I can write serious thing too! Which about how deep is Channing Tatum’s love to me… *eating banana from Tatum* xD
Anywayyyyyyy, as you know I’m an Indonesian woman, a proud one and marry to Channing Tatum. Clearly not to my government, but to my heritage and cultures. As most of Indonesians, both my parents are Muslim. My sister, brother, uncles, aunts, nephews, nieces, they are all Muslim. So am I. I was born as a Muslim. How bout my grandmas and grandpas? Oh, they followed spiritualism called Kejawen which like combining Islam and barbarian Javanese traditional culture.
Back then when I was a lil girl, my parent was not a strong Muslim believer. But luckily, since I was 5 they sent me to clubs TPA (the place where kids in Indonesia were taught to read Koran) and when I turned 8 they even invited a private male stripper “Guru” to come to our house every week to teach me and my sister about Koran. They also never fail to remind me to always pray and fasting in Ramadan.
In the same time, I spent my Elementary School in a multicultural one, which most of my friends were Christians, Catholics, Hindu, Buddha, even Confucius. I was surrounded by diversity, played with every kids from any religion background also ethnicity, and did not really care about it because I thought backgrounds played no role as long as we’re happy.
Until one point.
Once upon a time, me and my 4 friends (who 3 of em were Christian) got into a fight with a boy. This boy mocked Jesus and it made my Christian friends really angry and turn into google 5. In my opinion, I thought what this boy did was wrong and since they were my friends, I also got really angry. This boy who knew I’m a Muslim then said I’m a Kafir because I stand with Christians people. Well, thanks to his childhood this boy now is joining Al Qaeda a “company” in Middle East.
As a lil girl, I was so scared that I turned into what the boy said and I would end up in hell. I was also so scared to tell about that to my parents and my Guru because I didn’t want them pointed at me and said thing I didn’t want to hear.
But I could not really avoid the thought. As time goes by, the thing that he said was stuck in my head and unconsciously has shaped and created my mind into what I believe now.
Religion shouldn’t be a boundary to tell if one person was a good one or not. I admit that I’m not a good muslim, prolly in front of God’s and other fanatics’ eyes. I sometimes miss the 5 times prayings. I occasionally drink alcohol. I don’t cover my head. I did things that they say are forbidden.
But I still believe that there’s a biggest entity out there which created everything. Due to my selfishness, I also feel that I need someone or something to blame when I feel helpless cause it helps me to feel better. I need a place to complain, to release my anger, and that “something” would never complain back to me. I like the feeling of being listened when no one wants to listen to me. Or at least I like the feeling where I pretend to be listened. But above all, I believe I’m a good person.
A friend ever asked, why bother to keep a religion? Because you can believe God without having religion.
Frankly speaking, every people like to be connected to their family and friends through their fav media in this modern society so to say. Just name it, you choose it. Skype? Twitter? Facebook? Owls? Calls? Sms? Whatsapp? BBM?
For me, having religion is like a media to get connected to God. And it’s up to them to choose which way to communicate. I like to communicate with that entity during 5 times prayings cause I’ve been raised that way and that made me feel comfortable.
At the other hand, I never have a feeling that this religion I believe is the bestest one amongst others. Well of course for me this religion I follow offers the best comfort zone, but I never have this slight thought that people need to follow it as well because if not they would be surrounded by darkness til death eaters suck their souls.
No. Not at all.
I always try to respect others. With or without religion, believer or non-believer. I feel like I never have problem with them as long as they’re good people and treat me nicely. As long as I can be happy living side by side with them, like in my childhood.
I also got confused when another friend asked me either way I’m Sunni or Syiah. I was like wtf? To be honest, I don’t even care if I’m Sunni or Syiah because all I know I’m a Muslim.
That thing makes me wonder. Why people are so crazy towards definition, symbol, or whatsoever? Why do they like to complicate things? Don’t they know that definition kills the meaning itself? Why are they too busy finding definition and differences instead of finding the similarities?
Why do you guys in #IndonesiatanpaJIL think that you guys are better than the so called Islam liberalist just because they try to use their logic to understand of what they believe? Also why do you liberalist guys in #IndonesiatanpaFPI also think that you’re better that FPI just because most people there feel helplessly need a shelter to “protect” them from this so called crazy life? And you FPI, why do you use violence and barbarian way to push your belief towards others because you thought they’re wrong do-ers but then ironically at the end you “sell” your belief to loads of money? Why do each of you claim that you are right than others if the fact that you all are morons because you dare to claim that way.
This crazy whole shit arguing and hatred toward differences under one name of religion don’t get me. I never hate my grandparents because they follow Kejawen. In fact I love em. I was even sometimes sit next to my grandma when she tried to get connected to the Creator, and listened to her singing this old Javanese spiritual songs (tembang). That moment was clearly one of the most beautiful moments in my life.
Call me whatever because I don’t know what the true Islam that you’re arguing about is, but all I know since I was a kid that differences is beautiful.
Violence and hatred are wrong. And loving, forgiving, also respecting are always right.
rgrds,
.putt.
When I see that you can not really get over and forget your past. When I see that you’re still an old childish guy. And that makes me happy. Knock off.
First duet. Shammrock karaoke. No I won’t be afraid, just as long as you stand, stand by me. So darling darling stand by me :)
- Me: :')
- Him: Que?
- Me: Non. Que faites vous?
- Him: J'apprends les idéologies politiques.
- Me: Encore?
- Him: Tout les temps.
- Me: Uh..vous etes ennuyeux :p
- Him: Quoi?
- Me: Non :) Je suis heureux.
- Him: C'est magnifique!
- Me: Je sais :)
- Him: Ta francais est très élaboré
- Me: Oui?
- Him: Oui. Bien sure.
- Me: :*
Jatuh cinta kepadamu seperti musim semi yang datang setelah musim dingin yang panjang dan memilukan :)
- Him: Uuhh, my gf got 2.7, but don't tell her that you know it.
- Me: Your gf? I thought I'm your gf :p So ***** got 2.7?
- Him: You happened to call her that way! Yes, exactly.
- Me: How do u know it?
- Him: She told me.
- Me: Geeeezz, scandal! She comes to your place!
- Him: Uhum, do you wanna join us?
- Me: Seriously, how do you know it?
- Him: Are you jealous? Let's put it this way, I'm chatting with her now.
- Me: Well, there's a thin line between jealousy and curiousity. I apply Article 263 TFEU to you now.
- Him: Preliminary ruling? I would say it's more failure to fulfill of obligation. Article 258 TFEU.
- Me: Noooooo, it's check and balances. Action of annulment.
- Him: Ah yeah, you are right. Preliminary ruling is 267.
- Me: And now you failed to fulfill of your obligation..
To meet you at Mensa just to have lunch together. To laugh with you for the silly punch lines we have. To argue about silly things like how this Russian girl behaves. To discuss about some nowadays yet boring issues. To share our music taste and stupid pics on 9gag. To annoy you when FC Bayern loses the game and you start calling me bitch. To annoy me in library cause of my loud laptop. To lean my head on your shoulder when I get tired of never ending party. To walk me to bus stop and make sure I get home safely. To keep me away from people’s doorbell when I’m drunk. To cover me with your blanket and say good night when I just feel too helpless. To every sweet move you make to make my hair messy. To every words you say to calm me down..
To everything that makes me hate you because I start to attach to you..
.P.
- Me: I got another rejection letter
- Him: Another? So did you get one before?
- Me: Darmstadt?
- Him: Ah yea rite, I forget. So are you sad?
- Me: No, I'm not. I actually hope for the best outcome, whatever the result is :)
- Him: *pat on shoulder*
What is love? | Love is when you steal my chocolate from my school pack everyday and I still keep it in the same place :’)
Downloading music is the same thing I used to do: I used to record all the songs in tapes, the hits, the songs I liked from the radio. I don’t care. I hate seeing all those big rock stars complaining. At least they’re paying attention to your music, moron, and they’re paying attention to you, you know? You should appreciate that, fuck. Why are you complaining? You have 5 fucking big houses, so shut up”.
Liam Gallagher (via demycrawley)
It doesn’t mean that the record sale would increase even though they already shut down some music sharing sites. Moron.
Dear you,
Yes, you. Still the same you.
This evening, I listened to newest Mraz’s song - I Won’t Give Up. It was funny because my mind played a video where I acted like a lunatic after our so-called-break up.
It was sad. For me.
I was then thanked God that I did not listen to this song six months ago, otherwise I would just go mad and do something that you would not dare to imagine. Neither would I. Well, like I probably let myself drown into a Baltic Sea and eaten by a shark. Dramatic enough, eh?
Yes, little bit overrated. I know.
Dear you,
I know that you probably happy now. Having someone else by your side, someone that loves you and so do you. It must be really…really..well, I can not find the suitable words. But you can guess, knowing that fact made me frustrated, especially that you were (which was intentional or not) the one who is telling me.
But hey, I am fine now.
Dear you,
Probably you do not have a slightest thought about me now, no I bet you don’t.
People change. So do you. So do I. So does the so called relationship between us. We are no longer say hi to each other. At least that’s what happen. No communication at all. Or maybe you like it that way?
But if you asked me, then yes, I somehow feel comfortable with this moment. I don’t even know and don’t wanna know what we are now.
But maybe that’s the best for us not to have a single definition, the definition that killed us before. It’s the best that each of us have our own life, walk on our own journey, laugh happily.
Who knows that later in time, our path would cross and then we would meet again, in a better situation.
Yeah, who knows.
Dear you,
I just read all the letters and words of despair I wrote you back then, and you know what? I have never really realised that I liked you so much..that you were able to make me fall for you.
Hence, the most happiest feeling is when I read them all and I felt nothing. I feel like I was so stupid and then I started to laugh about it all. Knowing that my feeling towards you already reached..I dunno..null percent?
That is quite relieving.
Dear you,
As a good friend that I once had, I only wish that you have a good and happiness life there. Good bye :)
rgrds,
.putt.
Audio
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sexmusic: teardrop // anna johnson [massive attack cover] tumblr: here Soothing sound for this gloomy night :’)5688 plays
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sexmusic: down the line // jose gonzalez download: amazon mp3 | itunes Gute Nacht, universe :)10257 plays
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sexmusic: will you still love me tomorrow? // amy winhouse [the shirelles cover] download: amazon mp3 | itunes Amy Winehouse’s last album, Lioness, Hidden Treasures, is on SALE for only $4.99 over at Amazon.1 plays
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sexmusic: i love you but i dont know what to say // ryan adams download: amazon mp3 | itunes This is a magical song :)27574 plays
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blua: Pick up the phone, I want to talk about my day, it really sucked.The sun was out, I felt I was flying but then you slipped into my mind.I want to see you but I know I can’t cos you’re not home, you’re never home. Pick up the phone, I want to talk about how I miss you, I miss you so much.Hop on a plane, come back to see me. I promise I won’t be such a brat, if I promise you anything I promise you that.I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you3781 plays
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und was sagst du?? weiss nicht.Asked by Formspring 2 years ago
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kemping?? pernah donkss pas di Malang yang waktu kita ke Sempu ituu loh yann. HAHAHAHA. eh, itu diitung kemping gak sii?? klo gak brarti pas gw SD di belakang rmh gw. hihihi. I'm not really a scout girl like you, really. trust me! :DAsked by Yanti Kusumadewi 2 years ago
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hassah! bkn 2-2nya nik. kk gw tinggal di indramayon, makanya eke sering pp ksitu, ahahaha. trs naha bs bekasi? rmh gw mah di pinggiran bintaro but originally come from solo-jogja. nyehehehe.Asked by nikitanari 2 years ago
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HAHAHAHA. sekali sekalinya gw ngikutin Cinta Fitro itu pas season 3, itu pun udah pas ditengah tengah. knp sekarang gak? karena ceritanya udah amat sangat membosankan, ngingetin gw sm Tersanjung, jd gw si cuma bisa berdoa semoga Mischa menang krn Farrel dan Fitri itu bego banget ga nyadar2. hihihihi.Asked by erliva cecilia 2 years ago
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iya gt, siel?? pdhal mah menurut gw biasa biasa aja..hihihi. berarti kakak gw lebih badai tu klo gt..Asked by erliva cecilia 2 years ago
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kadang, ya. untuk self defense. asal ga kebablasan aja. lagian tiap org kan pnya sisi egois.Asked by agn 2 years ago
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amat sangat ga penting bgt itu mah. itu kan cm excuse bwt keekslusifan sekelompok org aja *sah elah*Asked by agn 2 years ago
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pfffttt. heran deh ya, knp lo nanyain suka nanya prtanyaan macam gini. 1. Tuhan cm satu? ya. cm nick name nya aja yg berbeza. 2. Agama adalah budaya? untuk di Indonesia, yes. kebanyakan org indo mengenal agama sbg turunan/bawaan, just like a culture, dan cenderung melihat aneh ketika ada org memutuskan untuk tidak beragama atau bahkan menyembah pohon. negara ini suka rempong ngurusin kehidupan keagamaan seseorang, yg mana menurut gw adalah habluminallah *salman girl mode on* 3. tujuan awalnya utk mengorganisir massa demi kepentingan kelompok? nope. gw percaya setiap agama/kepercayaan itu punya ajaran yg baik. yang bikin kliatan kek gt kan fanatisme para pengikutnya *jawaban PPKn mode on* cth klise: FPI. done!!Asked by agn 2 years ago
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bilang langsung ke mereka to go and get a room. sebelumnya, it'd be fun if I took a picture of em and post it in kaskus. ijo ijonya, gann! hihihi.Asked by nikitanari 2 years ago
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yeps. gw percaya bgt. somehow ada yg suka blg klo bangsa ini mendingan di jajah Inggris, karena akan lebih maju but I don't think so. being under a colonization in anykind of form is not good at all, we don't have our full rights. in instance, we're not FREE enough in order to create something, we're driven by them. anyway, until now, the colonization is still there and it haunts us everywhere :)Asked by agn 2 years ago
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tau banget donks, gun. kan I'm your biggest fan. mwahahahaha.Asked by agn 2 years ago
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kenapa sih lo nanyanya suka berat2 yg mancing gw bwt mikir dan ga bisa klo ga dipikirin? *halah ribet* kebanyakan org ya? are you sure? org bagian mana, gun? and is this some kind of question? or statement? hihihi. I think you've answered your own question, gun. ketika lebih byk org berpendapat sama ttg satu hal, maka otomatis mereka menjadi lebih benar.. *phiufff*Asked by agn 2 years ago
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secukupnya. ditambah roti bakar selai nanas dan jeruk asem anget bkl tmbh maknyus. abis itu loncat2.Asked by agn 2 years ago
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I prefer no piece. hahahaha.Asked by Ade 2 years ago
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not until he asked whether I prefer one or two piece.Asked by agn 2 years ago
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anunya siapa, de? how anu looks like?Asked by Ade 2 years ago
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untuk mengimbangi brondong brondong lo yang Feminin?Asked by Ann Ich 2 years ago
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Horeee! gw bakal traktir kalian semua ke Mie Joyo. jadi doain aja yee smoga gw dapet uang Rp 100.00 ituh..Asked by agn 2 years ago
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cih. pernah bgt kali, gun. bahkan ke mol2 yg di dpnnya jg pernah. tmn gw byk yg rumahnya di Galaxy nan banjir. cm ke Bekasi Skwer doanks tuh yg bloman.Asked by agn 2 years ago
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iya anjis klise bgt. simpel. karena doktrinan pas SMA yg blg klo msk PTN = keren. so yeah, gw mo jd org keren. wakakakakaka. dr dulu gw emg niat mo ambil HI tp taun awal ditolak UI - UGM. ada tiga opsi wktu itu. 1. ditawarin bokap ikut tes HI Unpar dg syarat ga blh nyoba lg, krn udh mahil. ato 2. ngikutin kt emak bwt kuliah HI di univ swasta di Jogja yg murah, dan blh ikut SPMB lg. 3. klo kaga mo kuliah, mo dikawinin. wakakakakaka. gw ambil yg kedua. krn darah muda masih bergejolak, msi penasaran, dan msi pgn jd org keren. hihihi. walhasil taun kedua gw pun ditolak UGM, cm diterima di Unpad Sastra Jerman. ya udh, gw coba masuk. eh ternyata kaga betah krn passion gw emang di HI. hihihi. ya udin deh, nyoba lg. akhirnya UNPAD kasian trs nerima gw deh..hehehehe. so yeah. here I am. total kuliah 6 thn 2 bln. hihihi. -the end-Asked by agn 2 years ago