Sunday, July 19, 2009

(Reminiscing) My Salad Days.

(A word of notice: (assumed) cheesy blog entry.)

Today I was picked up by my parents in my cousin's house at Kelapa Gading because I was staying there for over a week. After that, we went straight to Bintaro (kayak ujung dunia satu ke ujung dunia lain) to my (other) cousin's farewell eatout at Hanamasa Bintaro Plaza cos he was about to depart to Germany to pursue his master degree. And then we went to my uncle's house which is a 5 minute walk from my house, in which my extended family wanted to have a karaoke session there.

Not being much of a karaoke whore (and not feeling like it), I decided to read manga in my cousin's room. Searching for some good stuff to read, I suddenly stumbled across a favorite series of mine: Salad Days by Shinobu Inokuma. It's a collection (if you would say) of classic love stories that center mostly on high school and college romance. I read through 6 of them before I decided I have no better business than to be at home sweet home. Since my mom, dad, and little brother is still having a good time there, I decided to walk back to my abode.

As I walked, I thought and contemplated on one thing and one thing only: love. From what I have re-read in Salad Days, defining love can be so simple and infinitely complex at the same time. It's a human necessity that can also lead to a human's nihilism. It can both fulfill a person and also destroy a person. You can give so little or so much and it still can be defined as love. And yes, although I may be too inexperienced for me to say such things, one things is for sure; my own high school salad days has already ended, moving into the next stage and counting (to God knows how many other stages left). And whatever is lying out there, is entirely up to me to explore it.

It finally came to me, after reaching my house gate, that love is something that I must continually redefine and remember every singe day of my life. And this point in my life, it's just the mere beginning.

"When I think of my high school days,
I think of you.

And when I do,
I remember everything; the talks, laughs, the dances, and the embraces.
Although you may or may not love me;
trust me, I do.

Because through you, I can know how to love, more than anything.
And therefore, I am ready to stand up and face life.
I hope you will, too.

When I see the sunshine,
I think about love.
When I do,
I knew that it started...

from you."

Saturday, July 4, 2009


Right now I feel that my 3rd other self inside me is hating my best(?) friend right now. I think it must be my Envy persona. Nevertheless, my Superego persona is still on the process to oust and neutralize it....

Anyways, I remembered to blog because first of all, for some nitwit reason I can't turn on my MSN or access Facebook (which I refresh every 20 minute or so). I was reminded by other things whne this happened, one of which was to start blogging again. Since I'm practically stuck in my room for a cumulative total of 14 hours today, I really don't have much to write (or, not much of quality stories/things to tell).

By the way, V6 is out in Mal Artha Gading! Whew, can't wait for my parents to get a revelation to go there, hehehehe.

Rachel a.k.a. Arisa Kusunoki has left Indo now...up next is Edward ML, a.k.a. Nagata Shinden, which I think will depart on the 10th of July...[I wonder why I keep referring them to the Japanese names I made up for them since grade 11...]

2 days ago I was cleaning out my room using a vacuum cleaner. In the process, I decided to clean my electronic compartments as well, so I grabbed myself a screw driver, to first clean out my desktop computer of those pesky cotton-like gray matter called dust. Sure enough, when I opened its outer "shell", there were a plethora of them, so off I go to work, starting with the outsides first, then the base of the compartment, then finally the motherboard, which was the more tedious than the others because of the minuscule dust particles that cling to the smallest of transistors and chips. Then I moved on to my laptop, which in my knowledge was pretty dusty as well. So I screwed open the lid, and went with my vacuum chores. When I was finished, I forgot to turn off the vacuum and a second or two later I accidentally aimed the nose to where the 4 screws was, and 2 of them got sucked right in. I was alarmed by the clanking sound and with reflex pulled it away and hurriedly turn the vacuum cleaner off. Slightly dumbfounded, I regained my momentum and try to fathom what has happened. After realizing my stupidity, I grudgingly screwed in the remaining bolts and stopped my cleaning there. It's kinda customary for me to stop what I do when I start to suck at it; especially at video games and the like.

I'd love to share to you guys the video I uploaded on Facebook, some sorta "boredom webcam show", but it's still unresponsive as we speak...hope it doesn't continue until tomorrow.

Ah yes, remember the Personal Project story I promised to share, but I only pasted in the prologue as of now? Now, I've uploaded the WHOLE THING to, a website that can enable you to upload and share documents, much like YouTube and uploading and sharing videos. I'm going to post the link to the prologue (again in case you forgot) and chapter 1, and then work my way to 2 chapters per blog post.

Oh, I forgot to mention that the class mates are based on people in my class of '09. I'll tell you who's who in a while...but not now. hehehe

"One Phrase Blues - Hideyuki Ono"

Thursday, June 25, 2009

A Few Things....

It's been awhile (again) since I've updated my I'm going dot-point mode:

- I'm still taking my ujian paket c (this ujian kesetaraan thingy so that I can have a national certificate of SMA completion aside from IB Diploma (Results in 11 days!!11!)) and tomorrow is MATEMATIKA....Pak Purba's wisdom be upon me.

- I've been thinking about the topic of love when fellow blogger fortywords mentioned the point that I'm contemplating myself if I should continue to love her,or if it can be dangerous if I do so in the long term...I may be lucky I'm in love with my best friend , but it ma not be for the better of both of us...

- PSX games yet to be played: Rival Schools series, skullmonkeys, Abe's odyssey and exodus (DANG I haven't finished BOTH of them yet!)

- I wanna try photography with lomo camera~ AND I want (read:need) a new lens....but what mm, I wonder?

-I have not organized my bookshelves OR my digital files...yes, blame me and my laziness

-Tanggal 1 Juli gua pendaftaran ulang buat UI, I wonder when is orientation time....

After 1st of July I'll be in frictional unemployment mode.....what should I do till then?

"Tooi Machikado" - ROUND TABLE

Sunday, June 7, 2009

A Dance Under the Starry Night Sky

Yesterday I only slept 30 minutes :P, but I wasn't that much sleepy, instead I was pretty much very active with my incessant hysterical laughter and fits of craziness....yet it was a night that I can never forget even though I might have Alzheimer's disease.

Yesterday, 4.00 PM.

I finally took a bath, making sure my hair did not touch the water after being vermaak'ed in the salon. My yellowish orange tie was ready, along with my medium gray suit and dark shirt and pants and shoes.

6.00 PM

Dammit, I was way too early. I thought by leaving at 5 I would avoid being late because of traffic, but I have proven myself once again that I'm a bit too punctual for parties at times. So I dropped my sleepover stuff at Ms Judy's room and walked slowly along the process just to waste time.

7.30 PM

Almost all of the class of '09 have arrived. Strangely, my song requests played early. oh well, it's fun hearing it anyway.

7.45 PM
The Thriller song came out a bit earlier than expected as well! After a very brief moment of panic, my group date gathered in the center and performed the dance anyway. While the others enjoyed watching us, especially because it was unexpected, I do think I was humiliating myself, me being in the front row and all.

9.15 PM

The Prom King and Queen were announced, Andrew T and Steph G! They were a surprisingly cute couple, due to their shyness and naiveness (I guess), very sweet nonetheless. They were even cuter when they danced.

Entah kapan PM

Beberapa orang ikut maju berdansa dengan Raja dan Ratu Prom. Radit dan Resham pun juga sudah mulai berdansa. Gua agak risuh dalam hati. Sekarang atau tidak sama sekali, gua pikir. Hati gua berdebar-debar. Akhirnya gua menghabiskan minuman air putih gua dan berdiri. Gua ulurkan tanganku, mengajaknya berdansa. Dia permisi dengan Alice dan Ed ML yang baru selesai berbincang kepadanya. Kami pun menuju lantai dansa dan mulai berdansa pelan-pelan dengan memegang bahu masing-masing. Dia mengomentari manisnya Dita dan pacarnya Narendra berdansa. Gua hanya tersenyum melihatnya. Gua melihat Radit dan Resham berdansa. Dalam sudut pandang gua sepertinya keduanya cukup menghayatinya (padahal sebenernya bukan begitu, Resham cuma takut bajunya keinjek). Gua nyoba gerakan memutar kepadanya. Gua salah posisinya dan cara megang tangan dia. Dia hampir mau jatuh tapi gua menahannya. Kami cuma tertawa. Seterusnya dia sekali-kali menengok disekitarnya melihat pasangan yang lain berdansa. Gua juga sama, tapi selain itu, gua hanya tersenyum melihatnya. Saat musik habis, dia mengajak beberapa teman lain, but dansa grup (yang kayak dansa dalam satu lingkaran gede itu loh), gua ambil kamera. Pada akhirnya, hanya ada satu perasaan yang gua rasakan saat berdansa dengannya.

Perasaan sayang.

1.00 AM

the sleepover (or wake over as some people call it) has begun and is ongoing. We toured some of lippo, practically humiliated ourselves on the way, and annoyed some strangers. We even went to the Cox's residence and took a pic of us "sleeping" in Mr. Brian's bed! I think my team was the first and only team to do that.

3.00 AM

After the bonfire, we did a prank on our juniors and would love to see the look on their faces on Monday. :P

4.30 AM

Some of us started to get wild and crazy due to exhaustion, hunger, and lack of sleep. I was both sleeping and awake during this time. Gua liat orang main Naruto di PS2 lah, main Wii lah, main kartu lah, ngobrol lah, iseng2an lah.

7.00 AM

In total I have only slept for 30 minutes. It was breakfast. there was bread, mie goreng, banana, cereal, and chocolate.

9.00 AM

I slept like a log.

This was the last time I can meet the class of '09 together. I hope we can do this some other time, aside from the upcoming Bali trip!

....dan aku masih akan sayang padamu :)

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

first days of torture + my personal project novel.

It's a Wednesday and I'm stressing out on studying math, so I decided to take a short break and tell you guys how I did on the first 3 exams:
english A2HL paper 1: PWND.
BI A1 SL paper 1: Interesting story, but a bit hard to analyze...SEPOTONG TANGAN UNTUK CINTA BEIBEH!
BI A1 SL paper 2: I got pwned. Padahal pertanyaannya gampang. Mungkin gara ga cukup niat hafalin novelnya sih...

BESOK MATH! mikirinnya aja gua udah berat nafas's now or November >.<

so to fill this post up I'm going to copypasta, upon request, my novel I did for PP...I have to say the overall story's crappy, but it's worth the nostalgia reading it... so here you go!

Titlenya "The Unspoken Truth"


Dreams are always a mystery that’s incomprehensible even today. It’s like entering to another kind of world, a magical realm, I suppose. Each day, each week, each month, they are always different to different kind of people. And it’s weird how some people study on how dreams work, and it’s also amazing how premonitions in dream really do come true. But some dreams hold important meanings. Some dreams hold messages. Some dreams….hold a destiny uninterrupted by fate, but by what we do.
It took place in a cloudy morning. It was a dream with sepia tones all over, even though I was just entering class.
As I gazed over at the faces of my classmates, they showed no signs of expression, bland, dull faces, facing the whiteboard. I had wanted to ask, but no words came out. I panicked for a while, looking at my classmates again. This time I realized that they had no faces, so I couldn’t tell which one was which, even though I have been renowned for identifying students across the school.
Then, it appeared.
Seven out of thirty classmates suddenly exerted an aura of bleak darkness, as if it was tainted. And then, that darkness devoured them in different ways. One was literally smashed into pieces like a mirror, one dissipated into energy orbs; one even had been slashed into pieces, blood spilling out of their body like a fountain. It was a nihilistic sight.
The ground shook. All that I can see had evaporated into an endless space of grey.
I was floating in this emptiness, and I was falling down. It was getting dark at the bottom, and suddenly a person materialized directly in front of me. His appearance scared me to near death. My body rapidly stops operating, as if I had come to the end.
My head bumped the wall.
I was fully awake. I was still in my room. I was still alive.
”Ugh, one of those dreams again…” I mumbled as I let the light from outside invade every corner of my room. It was fairly shiny with little clouds in the air. The clock positioned itself to show that it’s 6 in the morning.
And I’m still wondering.

hmmm...gua bingung how to post chapter 1 because it worth more than 4000 words (LOL)...well, I fI do I'm just gonna do it in the next post, so see ya...*back to math*