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Tuesday, July 31, 2007

the driving effect(s) on me

There are at least two effects that were caused by driving my own car alone.

1. I'm being totally ignorant to my surroundings

2. I'm being extremely sensitive to what happens around me


The first one is supposedly not a really good effect.
I mean, how can I possibly ignore everything around me when I drive? even I don't get it.

Well, to be honest, when I drive, I focus my attention on how to get to my destination fast and save. I also usually draw a huge portion of of my attention to whatever my car's audio-visual entertainment provides.
Because I can't really do two things at one time, unlike most girls, I can't really drive, hear any song that is played on the radio (or any show that is played on my car's tv), and sing the song all at one time, plus pay attention to whatever I pass on my way.

Proof: I didn't know that there's a new FO which just recently opened in Dago even though I drove pass the building almost everyday last week. I found the new building when I was sitting on the passenger seat last weekend and glanced over to the window and found the new FO.


The second effect is a really good one. or so I hope.
I mean, despite on the fact that I'm really busy singing whatever song plays on the radio, I still am aware of the world outside my car.

Proof: these last two days I've been helping myself out to be thankful for the beauty of the full moon. I don't know when was the first day of the full moon and what date it's gonna end. Just the fact that I drive on the street where I can see the full moon sits there on the dark sky looking so round and bright and everything kinda amazes me.

I've never been a cheesy person. As a matter of fact, I'm one of those practical people who don't take time to adore how beautiful the full moon is.
but this last two days' full moon really got me thinking.


probably this is a warning on how I've turned my back on God every so often...

Sunday, July 29, 2007

AFC winner

I’ve never been a number one soccer fans out there. I only watch football or soccer as some people might call it, occasionally. And tonite, I happened to read one of my detective comics all alone and I decided to turn the TV on just to eliminate the sense of lonliness. I was searching for a channel that played any show that is watch-able in my opinion. When I couldn’t find any, I decided to change the channel to RCTI, and found that a soccer game was about to start.
Just then I realized that tonite was the night of AFC final. Saudi Arabia vs Iraq. My driver, who is very fond of soccer himself revealed to me that if it wasn’t Japan who would win the Cup, it was gonna be Saudi Arabian. So, I decided to see what was happening with the soccer game. Knowing that Saudi Arabian’s team has more experience than Iraq’s I thought that they could really win the Cup. And realizing that I know close to nothing about Asian Football, I took no one’s side. I didn’t really care, as simple as that.

But I told you about killing my sense of loneliness, so I decided to put the TV on instead of having a quiet reading time in my own room as I usually have. So I finished the comic in a snap and change my reading object to one of Meg Cabot’s book. I also still had the TV on even though I knew that was a huge of energy waste because of all the electricity that I was using and the affect could draw to oil extinction. But for one lonely night of reading, I thought I need that TV sounds just to assure myself that I wasn’t that lonely after all.
And the fact that it was a final for AFC, Asian Football Cup, made me decide to let the TV on.
So I watched the game. Half-heartedly, of course, coz I got a comic to finish, a dinner to eat, and another book to read. But as I was reading, I glanced over to the TV screen to see what was really going on. I read it all over the paper and all but I didn’t really realize it until I actually watched the game. Beneran ada Perang Teluk di Jakarta. I mean, the game was rather harsh. One player after another was down repeatedly. A guy fell, followed by another one. And yeah, I think I have to agree with one of the commentators who said that Arab’s team played under pressure. Their supporters were really counting on them to win this Cup. My guess is they wanted this cup so bad and experience had taught me that I could never posses anything that I want really much. I just need to tell myself that I want ‘it’ and let it flow. That way, I usually get the ‘it’ that I want out of nothing. Like the Iraqi team. They were playing as if they were not gonna loose. They’ve never been a real champion for any cool football championship, or so I heard, therefore I guess they were thankful enough just to play on the final against one of the most powerful Asian football team. That was also probably why all those Arabian players had tendencies to trip any Iraqi players that came across them. I should probably also say that the Iraqi players didn’t accept that behaviour with open arms. The game was definetly rough.
And if I may say, boring.
I mean, I wasn’t a football or soccer crazy to begin with; therefore I was starring at the ball moved from one pair of feet to another without any goal created was a total boredom. Good thing I had my book there (in the living room).
So I was reading my book, when suddenly I heard a sudden cheer. And of course I was like, “Gol? Gol? Was that a goal?” I closed my book and continued talking to the TV screen, “The replay please? Will they ever show any replay? The replay?” They did. Showed the replay, that is. And I let out a smile. A goal, indeed.
The Iraq’s very own team captain made the goal. Younes Mahmoud. And I could tell you he got really excited afterward. Well, I wonder if there’s any football player who’s not all excited after creating a goal.
The one and only goal in the game was created towards the end. Iraq just needed to hold on. I wasn’t sure, but I thought I kinda see that those Arabian players kinda slowed it down a lil’ bit. Maybe they realized that there was almost nothing they could do to overcome the losing.
There was a little incident seconds away from the blowing whistle of the referee. The camera recorded Iraq’s bench and I could clearly see Iraq’a coach was screaming in panick while held one hand of his up high in the air, making a gesture of two in the air. I guess he was saying something like, “two minutes left, kids. Two freaking minutes away from the champions of AFC 2007! Be patient!” or something similar.
And he was right. Two seconds after that incident was solved the referee blowed his whistle loud.
Iraq won. Iraq is the AFC’s 2007 winner.
And everyone in the stadium seemed to go nuts. All Iraq’s supporters, all Iraq’s players, all Iraq’s crew, they were all screaming, hugging, kissing, running, and do all sorts of things to liberate their happy feelings.
I wasn’t on anyone’s side since the beginning, so I was happy alrite. It’s just that now I put a whole new different respect to the country of Iraq. It really shows that it is a really good country. I mean, with all the wars and bombing on daily basis, its very own football national team could win the AFC 2007 title. If I were an Iraqi, I’d be REALLY PROUD of my country.
Congrats, Iraq!!! Keep up the good work! I really SALUTE you!

p.s. things that I noticed:
1. It feels so funny and proud when I saw the cheer in all those Iraq’s player. I’m sure I heard many of them said “Allah SWT” and “Alhamdulillah”. It’s really cool to hear that…
2. I sure did see a player got down on his knees and hit the ground. Sujud Syukur. Really nice.
3. It looked funny when SBY was handing out the AFC trophy to Younes Mahmoud and the rest of Iraqi team got excited and in a huge need of touching the trophy and they all came down and circle SBY and all SBY bodyguards were in a sudden panick becoz they realize that they couldn’t protect the president until all those winners got calmer.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

I'm freaking done!!!

Alrite.
I just finished reading the novel I had been waiting for.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

And all I can say is that I can’t be happier…
I can’t be more relived…
… that I finally finished reading the book.

Well, I was there, in the bookstore, at 6am on July 21st, 2007.
Got the book and started reading it.
And I have to say: I love every minute of reading it.

It was all worth waiting.
All worth buying.
All worth reading.

When I read the first one hundred pages, I couldn’t wait to finish it…
When I finally reached the middle of the book, I let out a big cheer…
But when it was down to the last one hundred pages, I cried…
“Is it really gonna end??? How will it end??? What do I do when it finally
ends???”
I was literally panicked.

But I gotta finish it.
And I’m glad I did.

My suggestion to you, all the readers of Harry Potter book: read the book in the middle of the night!
I mean, I can’t sleep well in the past two nights because I was reading the book all the time. I fell asleep very late, like beyond midnight and after not more than few hours of sleeping, I’d wake up.
And that’s the best time to read the book.
When everyone’s sleeping and you know that you’re the only one in the whole house who has woken up. And you dive into the book. Read every word of it; visualize every sentence Rowling has written.
And you’ll feel the same way that I feel.
You’re gonna be there. You’re gonna feel like the third person who’s staying in every step that Harry makes alongside with Ron and Hermione.
And that is the best sensation I got from reading the book.

I think it was the magic.

Now that I’m done, I can’t wait to discuss it with other people!
And every time I see a person reading the book, I feel that I have to come up to him/her and go, “I’m done with the book and I love it!”

p.s. Thank God for Periplus (and Kinokuniya, and any other bookstores) that sells the Scholastic's version!

Sunday, July 22, 2007

from my bday...

So, as I wrote on my previous post... I'll post some pics up here...

these below are the pics from my bday party...





ini foto-foto kluargaku... ada papa, mama, alia, Kak Bel, Cindy, Uwak Nana, Kak Ita, Kak Vivi, dan Abrar...
Banyak juga yang pada gak bisa dateng... tapi mo gimana lagi...
I'm so glad that my dad could make it on time for my bday, tho... so, I'm greatful enough...



meja yang paling berisik di acara hari itu adalah meja anak-anak 8EH...
walopun yang dateng cuma dikit (Roro, Ojak, Bunny, Dudunk, Au, Gisha, Ayesh, Yani, Icha, Dani, Ade, Narita, dan Oliph), ributnya gak ada dua...
Parah....
tapi alhamdulillah, gak nyesel ngundang mereka... the craziest ppl that I've ever made a relationship with....LOL
I can't help it! they really made my day! (by singing Happy Birthday song nonstop and very loud, pounding on the tables, clapping really hard, screaming, making jokes on me and on themselves, teasing each others, never got full, and many other crazy things they did...)
oh, and they got the most pics, so I shall leave the pics to be small...
They had been the noisiest guests, I'm not really gonna make this post full of their pics...
hahaha! kidding, guys...

Me and Mira... a really good friend of mine...
I was really glad that she said she'd come, coz she was really busy with whatever stuff she's busy with, and I was so used to a rejection or a cancelation everytime we had a thing about meeting up each other...
but I felt a huge guilt too at the same time for her... she doesn't really click with other friends of mine, so I felt that I was kinda leaving her behind at the party...
Hope I can make it out somehow for her...








These boys... or rather guys, coz they are the about my age and they deserve to be called something older rather than being called boys all the time...
So these guys are... well, some guy friends of mine who turned up on my party... Dendy, Agung, me, Indra, and Engkong a.k.a Iqbal. I've been friends w/ Indra since gr.7, we were close and we still are. Agung was one guy I shared stories with. Engkong was a guy with lots of problems about girls, he kept on calling me for any kind of useless advices. Dendy, well, we simply tease each other every now and then... I'm really glad they came!




Mbak Anita dan Mbak Petri dari EF... Mbak Hannie (big boss) udah pulang duluan, ngurusin anaknya... belum sempet berfoto deh... oh, mas-mas itu adalah Mas Hendrie, suaminya Mbak Petri...




Sama temen-temen SMA 3 Angkatan 2005... the girls who had been really close to me on those struggling years of high school... Inay, Eka, Mirda, Nana, Ija, Diah, Aulin, Dessi... many other girls couldn't make it though... I was kinda upset... but oh well, the made my day so well that I ignored those who didn't come...


long tables full of my friends...
temen-temen FTSL 2006 dan temen-temen LO...
FTSL: Vivi, Aini, Anie, Irna, Firman, Roro, Fazlur, Mifta
LO: Elmo, Andro, Kaca, Tury, Tomo
plus: Surya...
still, lots of other ppl couldn't make it... and it did dissapoint me... but oh well, the ones who came really made my day....


aku sama Bagus, Vania, dan Minoel... temen-temen SMA 3 angkatan 2006 juga, specifically temen-temen Izi Gold...


teman-teman SMA 3 Angkatan 2006... ada Fey, Nurlina, Dydydung, Teqi, Dinada, Nita, Eha, Imel, Ninis, Shiddiq, Cko, Bintang, Ebol, Faisal, Ridlo, plus Ghani (bukan anak SMA 3 angkatan 2006...)


kado.... kado.... kado.... kado.... kado.... kado.... kado.... kado.... kado....
mungkin ada foto kado yang nyusul... I'll see...

for now, thanks again to my friends and family for everything...
definitely cool pics I got up there!

Sunday, July 15, 2007

I just had a wonderful day...

alrite...
Yesterday was my birthday....
to me, it was such a wonderful day...
started from 12 midnight and it ended on 12 midnight the next day.

So, I turned 20 this year...
and yeah, I finally said it out loud, finally admitted it...
I'm freaking 20, ppl!
gosh! I'm freaking OLD!

weeks before the day eventually came, I was thinking really hard on how would I celebrate my bday.
Last year, I invited some ppl out to my home. We had a nice lunch and all... and It was really fun.
this year, my mom rejected the idea of celebrating anything at our own home, so I gotta find a place.
So I did. I found a place. and started sending the invitation out a week prior to my bday...
There was no formal invitation, it was just a simple sms to tell them that I was gonna give out free lunch to every single person that I consider a friend of mine.
of course I put the RSVP number on it to make sure the number of ppl who would actually come.

Replies started flooding to my cell.
and to my surprise, many that came was rejection.
I was kinda dissapointed.
Many closest friends of mine couldn't make it: Ditta, Anna, Alin, Icha, Achint, Dd, and Ratih...
even worse, dad daid he wasn't gonna make it there.
He was still gonna be on a plane from Canada and his schedule wasn't planned to click on my schedule.
I was very dissapointed.
my dad asked me if I wanted to reschedule the lil' party. I refused. I spread the news out and wasn't gonna take it back...

So I started a list of ppl who said were coming.
and to my surprise, there are more than 70 ppl who said are willing to come.
Thank God it wouldn't be a silent party after all...
and the reservation I received grew until the night of July 14th.
so I thought, what if I couldn't provide enough food for all of them? what will I use to pay???
Thank God my mom ensure me that it would be okay if everyone showed up. that's a huge relief. Coz I feel so bad to spend a huge amount of my parents' money.

and a really good surprise was yet to come.
It was just about 3 hours before 00.00 to july 14th, my dad arrived in Bandung.
He came home earlier... and he made it on time for my bday...
Oh, how I love him so much!!!

We went home and I went straight to bed.
I put my cell to the silent mode as I wasn't planning on answering all those 'happy bday' sms-es that would come... (I was REALLY sure that I'd get lots of them...LOL)
I was right. it was still 11.55, somebody texted me... and it wouldn't stop until about 6pm on july 14th...
I had to just ignore them... there was one point when I got about 10 messages and 17 misscalled...

When the day was officially turned into July 14th, y'know when the sun shine and it was time for me to wake up, it turned out to be a great day...
I woke up very early and my family started to wished me a happy birthday.
and I had to open the presents that they gave to me...
and I have to admit, I got LOTS!
I got bookS, and wrist watch, and bracelet...
despite that they bought me a book that I already have, I still love the presents...

and then I had to go to the EF meeting.
there are lots of students leaving for their exchange year and that july 14th was their last meeting.
also, it was the first reunion for all new alumni, meaning the kids who were finally home from their exchange year.
We talked, shared our stories, and showed our pics...
it was really fun.
the new students were excited but worried at the same time.
and it was a really good reminder for me to remember about everything that I've done in Canada...

around 12.30 pm my guest started to come.
I was really embarassed when my friend Diah said that I really looked happy.
I mean, was it really obvious that I was happy???
well, I was really happy.
I was really glad that lots of my friends came and wished me happy birthday...
one of a really old friend of mine, Indra, said a sentence that showed how much he cares for me.
he said, "Happy France's Bastille Day, Alien!" instead of a normal happy birthday sentence.
We've been friends since gr.7/first year of junior high school and he still remember how proud I am to have a bday on the same date as France's national holiday.

so, on this post, I just wanna say THANK YOU too everyone that made my birthday turned out to be a really great birthday....

Everyone who sent me sms-es... THANK YOU

Everyone who sent me emails... THANK YOU

Everyone who said happy birthday in person... THANK YOU

Everyone who came to my bday party... THANK YOU
(good thing u came, ppl! that is gonna be the last bday party that I'm gonna make... I finally decide that I'm too old to make another bday party... no more treats in the next following year!)

Everyone who gave me those beautiful presentS... THANK YOU VERY MUCH...

I really do appreciate it...


p.s. gonna post some pics of those wonderful ppl later... and of course a pic of my presentS

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Let's Blame Them

Let's blame the hormones...

for giving me a mood swing....
for letting me feel like I miss someone... or rather, some people...

In a sudden, I miss my friends...

I miss my Canadian relatives...
Dorothy, how's she doing?
Kara, she's a big girl now, I believe she graduated high school by now...
and Aaron... and Skylar... and Kyle...
and Dylan... and Amy, she's getting married-I can't believe it!
and Karl, does he really wear glasses now?
and Lisa, how's she doing with her study...? and Mike with his bf...

and my other friends...
Lisa, my beloved hostsister... Gosh! we've lost contact for so long!!!
and Jo, we talk on msn, but still...
and Katja... and Elisa... and Johannes... and Ronald...
and James.... and Taka, we just met, but still...

and my Filipino friends...
Estelle... I have to thank her for the postcard, for sure!
Dino, he just got a new position as a captain team! man, congrats...
Robin Garcia, this lil' boy's busy with school, he said...
Aids, I'll find her address for u...
Robin Lucas, he looks more loosen up in the pic...
Jasper, haven't had a chance to write him back... should do it a.s.a.p
Nico, where is he? I lost him...
and Yves... really nice pics in his blog (read: narcissistic)

God!
I suddenly miss lots of ppl so much!!!

and let's blame the hormones for causing all this...
lol

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

tergelitik

Rasa nasionalisme-ku lagi tergelitik nih…
Sebenernya udah dari beberapa waktu yang lalu, cuman kmrn2 lupa mlulu bwt nls ini… akhirnya malam ini ada satu momen yang tepat banget buat menunjukkan seberapa besarnya cintaku pada bangsa ini… *halah*

I was really shocked when I heard about the separatism news.
Parah…
Kejadian itu tuh bener-bener keterlaluan, menurut aku.

Masa ya Bapak Presiden Indonesia, Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono, capek-capek dateng ke wilayah Indonesia bagian Timur sana… eh, gak taunya, di depan mata kepalanya sendiri dikibarkanlah bendera RMS (Republik Maluku Selatan).
Man… menurut aku itu keterlaluan
Yang parahnya lagi, katanya pas bendera RMS itu dikibarkan, ada orang yang teriak-teriak ‘merdeka’ gitu katanya.
Bo… plis deh…
Oh yah, yang paling parah sedunia adalah ada PNS yang terlibat dalam rencana pengibaran bendera PNS itu…
Oh my God!

Apalagi beberapa hari setelah kejadian pengibaran bendera RMS itu, masyarakat Papua ikut-ikutan. Ada tarian yang aku lupa namanya apa, terus di tarian itu dikibarkan lah bendera Bintang Kejora. Terus lagi banyak orang yang tadinya duduk dengan manis langsung berdiri sambil teriak “MERDEKA!”
Disaster

Gini ya, teman-temanku yang hidup di belahan negara Indonesia bagian Timur…

Aku ngerti kok kalo hidup itu emang susah disana. Semuanya serba susah dan mahal.
Mau mandi, air susah, soalnya kering. Mau makan, beras susah, soalnya padi banyak yang tumbuh karena terlalu panas. Mau beternak, susah juga, soalnya gak ada rumput buat makan ternak. Semua-mua-nya harus didatangkan dari daerah Jawa, tempat semua hal di produksi…

Aku juga ngerti banget kok kalau kalian suka ngerasa ‘gak diliat’ sama pemerintah. Suka diterlantarkan. Suka gak didenger suaranya. Suka diabaikan keinginannya.

Aku akui, emang pemerintahan Indonesia itu banyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkkk banget kekurangannya.

Tapi, coba deh pikirin, sesusah apapun hidup kita di negara Indonesia ini, negara ini tuh negara tempat kita hidup… banyak banget yang udah negara ini lakuin buat kita… trus tiba-tiba temen-temen dari wilayah timur sana mau berpisah ama negara ini? Gak malu?

Gak malu ama negara yang udah banyak berkorban buat penduduknya yang gak tau diri?
Gak malu karena sebelum kalian berhasil ngasih apa-apa ke negara ini, kalian malah mau melarikan diri dengan cara memerdekakan daerah kalian sendiri?

Man, hidup di negara yang udah berdiri sejak 62 tahun yang lalu aja susah banget… gimana kalau hidup di negara yang baru aja berdiri? Mata uangnya belum ada. Hasil industri import sana-sini. Kas negara nol besar. Fasilitas masih kacangan. Gak kebayang deh…

Intinya, gak baek loh kita cepet2 frustasi hidup di negara yang tercinta ini…

Mungkin orang2 dari grup separatis itu bakal bilang, “Lo sih enak, Alien… lo tinggal di pulau Jawa, dimana segala kebutuhan lo bisa terpenuhi dengan satu tepukan tangan…


Jangan salah loh, friends, aku juga pernah tinggal di pedalaman Sulawesi. I know what it feels when u are far away from everything else in the world. Gak ada saluran tv, adanya cuma TVRI, soalnya tv swasta ngerasa rugi kalo nyiarin sesuatu sampe ke desa tempatku tinggal.

Gimana kalo setiap kita merasa frustasi hidup di negara yang bobrok ini, kita look back on something good…

Kayak betapa gigihnya para pejuang Indonesia dulu buat mempertahankan negara ini. It seems cliché, but for me it works anyway. Udah capek2 disatuin, malah mau dipecah2 lagi… simple aja. jadinya kita bisa lebih appreciate sama keutuhan negara ini

Bukannya mo menggurui, tapi cuman mo berbagi pemikiran aja…

Trus slain masalah integritas bangsa (ceileh bahasanya gak ku-ku…), yang juga menggelitik rasa nasionalisme-ku adalah berita yang kubaca di koran beberapa waktu yang lalu.
Bunyi headline-nya tuh “Maskapai Penerbangan Indonesia Dilarang Mendarat di Negara-Negara Uni Eropa”.

Headline-nya bener2 mengagetkan. Aku aja (yang masih polos) sempet khawatir.
Dengan bego-nya, di detik pertama baca berita itu, aku langsung mikir, “kalo mo ke Eropa pake apa dong?”
Alhamdulillah di detik kedua aku langsung jadi pinter kembali dan berpikir, “Dalam seumur hidupku aku baru sekali keluar negeri pake maskapai penerbangan Indonesia, yaitu ke Arab Saudi, naik Garuda Indonesia.”
Terus aku mulai membaca setiap kalimat yang ada di berita itu dan mikir, “rasain tuh, Indonesia! Di black list kan? Gara2 sering ngaret sih! Trus sering kecelakaan sih!”
Terus aku mikir, mengadakan diskusi dengan org2 yg lbh tua a.k.a mbak-mbak di kantor, dan nonton “Economics Challenge”-nya Metro TV.

Sebenernya apa sih yang dilakukan Uni Eropa ini? Seenak perutnya aja mem-black list negara Indonesia…
Coba ya, mas-mas dan mbak-mbak yang ada di Uni Eropa, mbok ya mikir, emang airline milik Indonesia yang pernah mampir ke negara situ yang mana? Coba… ayo dipikir… Susah kan, mas, mbak? Lha emang ndak ada…
Airline Indonesia yang paling trendy (tapi slalu demand duit lebih dari pemerintah dan gak untung sama skali, plus tetep aja ada kecelakaan) adalah Garuda Indonesia. Garuda udah dari taun 2005 ndak boleh terbang ke erpot sampeyan, ngapain baru di-black list taun 2007? Toh slama taun 2005 sampe taun 2007 si Garuda nggak pernah melanggar larangan gak boleh terbang ke Eropa…

Airline punya Indonesia yang lain… yang mana?
Adam Air? Dalam negeri aja mesinnya masih suka mati, gimana bisa kuat ke luar negeri? Let alone nyampe ke Eropa…
Merpati? Bo… plis deh, salah satu perusahaan yang hidup segan mati tak mampu gituh ya…
Batavia Air? Wings Air? Lion Air? Baru nyampe Malaysia, pilot mereka mungkin udah teriak-teriak “MAYDAY! MAYDAY!” gara2 sayap pesawatnya jatuh di Selat Malaka.
Makanya ya, mas-mas dan mbak-mbak di Uni Eropa sana… jangan cuma minjem data-data dari tetangga sebelah trus ngambil kesimpulan sendiri… Tuh, skarang kan Anda-Anda udah diundang sama bapak Menteri Perhubungan buat ngadain survey dan penilaian sendiri, mbok ya datang, nilai sendiri, dan kalo emang Indonesia gak layak, baru-lah di black list…

Aku pas nonton “Economics Challenge” tadi sempet kaget juga bahwa bapak2 yang memegang peranan penting di pemerintahan sana mikir kalo Uni Eropa sengaja bikin berita “Indonesian Airlines are being black listed!” gara-gara pengen menjatuhkan negara tercinta ini. Uni Eropa pengen bikin heboh dunia aja supaya masyarakat Uni Eropa bisa terlindungi hidupnya dengan cara gak pergi ke Indonesia.

Gini ya, kalo mo gak selamat mah gak usah datang ke Indonesia. Orang Jerman pergi ke Inggris aja bisa kena bom teroris disana. Dan yah, gara-gara ada berita sok sensasional ini, baik Indonesia dan Uni Eropa juga dirugikan kan? Indonesia dirugikan karena jumlah turis yang berasal dari Eropa berkurang dan masyarakat Eropa juga dirugikan karena mereka yang mau datang ke Indonesia (or rather Bali) jadi gak jadi… Yang pengen tau tentang keindahan budaya dan alam Indonesia kan situ, kalau situ gak mau dateng ke sini dan merasa cukup dengan membaca buku dan melihat gambar, yah sini sih cuma bisa pasrah…

Kalo sampe terbukti bahwa Uni Eropa punya niat buruk buat menjelek-jelekkan nama baik Indonesia melalui maskapai penerbangan Indonesia yang memang bobrok... si gue bisa marah besar-besar-an nih… Negara ini tuh udah jelek image-nya, gak perlu-lah dipanas-panasin dengan berita gak penting seperti itu…

Orang-orang Eropa teh masih pengen rempah-rempah dan menjajah bangsa Indonesia ya? Hahaha!

Tapi yah, ditengah-tengah rasa kekesalan gara-gara gerakan separatis dan kekecewaan karena isinya Uni Eropa teh ternyata orang-orang yang suka bikin daftar hitam, malam ini hatinya si gue kayak diremes-remes antara senang dan terharu gara-gara mendengar lagu “Indonesia Raya” dikumandangkan di Gelora Bung Karno.

Man!!! Indonesia menang 2-1 lawan Bahrain!!!

Kalo boleh jujur (yah boleh lah, ini blog gue!), aku adalah salah seorang warga Indonesia yang PALING YAKIN kalau Indonesia bakalan kalah sejak di pertandingan pertama AFC ini. Lawan se-grupnya aja Bahrain, Arab Saudi, dan Korea Selatan…
Tapi tadi pas aku tau Indonesia menang... dan ngedenger lagu Indonesia Raya dinyanyikan rame-rame sama orang se-stadion… aku rasanya pengen ikut nyanyi

Eniwei… masih hafal gak ya si gue lirik lagu Indonesia Raya???



Banggaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa banget rasanya…

Jujur ya, setiap gue lewat PS dan ngeliat tuh poto2 timnas Indonesia yang disponsorin sama Nike, gue slalu mikir, “aduh… foto-foto ini buang-buang duit ajah… palingan juga nanti Indonesia kalah telak!” Apalagi yang ada tulisan motto timnas Indonesia taun ini, “Ini Kandang Kita!” si gue langsung mikir, “Ngapain sih pake ada motto itu segala? Kalau langsung kalah kan jadi malu-maluin banget… Di kandang sendiri aja kalah…

Ternyata gue salah, sodara-sodara!!!! Dan gue seneng banget karena gue salah!!!

Belum lagi si komentator pertandingan tadi bilang, “Saya gak nyangka kalau pemain kita tadi main dengan sangat baik. Mereka tadi bermain dengan semangat untuk fight. Mungkin itu gara-gara kalimat ‘Ini Kandang Kita!’ dan para pemain kita mau membuktikan bahwa kita bisa! Saya benar-benar tidak menyangka…”

Gue udah gak peduli lagi kalo timnas Indonesia kalah di pertandingan habis ini. (I won’t put my expectation up high, y’know…)
Yang penting, timnas Indonesia udah menang sekali di AFC ini… alhamdulillah banget kalau keajaiban datang dan memenangkan Indonesia atas Arab Saudi tgl 14 nanti… coz I really wanna hear that “Indonesia Raya” song played again…

Oh… How I love this country!!!
Aku cinta Indonesia!

Sunday, July 08, 2007

they do exist!

I didn’t know that these guys exist in the real world. I thought they only exist in fairytales.
But the truth is…
I have at least two guy friends who would do almost anything to the girls that they like.
(I’m not sure if I’m wise enough to use the word ‘love’ coz there are a whole new deep meaning in that word. So I just use the word ‘like’.)

Both of them are my friends. And both of the girls that they like are my good friends.
So the guys like to approach me, just to get a glimpse of how the girls are doing. Or even, just a small talk about their relationships.
Most of the time, I don’t have to say anything. I just have to sit there, listen to the words they’re saying, and pay attention.
Both of them will talk non-stop about themselves, about the girls, and about their relationship.

The thing that amazes me is how deep their feelings actually are for the relationship that they were building.

The first guy came to me so long ago.
First, he wouldn’t say a word about the feeling he has (I don’t use the word ‘had’ coz I believe he’s not over her until now) for the girl. Then, he realized that this girl was actually a really good friend of mine. They were far from being a lover, let alone wanting to have a relationship. The guy was far too shy to express his feelings.
But he couldn’t help it. It really showed that he liked the girl.
The girl, a good friend of mine, first tried to deny his feelings toward her.
Without asking any advice from me, coz he was really shy, he said the “L” word for her.
The girl, without realizing that she had given him some hope, was too shock to hear the “L” word was out of his mouth just like that. She rejected him.
He was broken hearted. But he wasn’t gonna give up.
He gave her the number one attention that any girl could ask for in this entire world.
He picked her up at one place and drove her to another. He called her regularly. She gladly answered his call. They told each other stories and showed that they care for each other.
Until she liked another guy.
He was panicked. He started to give her extra attention.
She felt that he was distracting her from her daily activities.
He became too open to her, while the other guy kept himself as mysterious as he could be. It was more challenging for her.
Then he said the “L” word once again. Too much hastle.
She said no for the second time. She fell in love for the other guy. And worst, she hated his way of being possessive about her, while he was no one for her.
He was broken hearted once again. But he still wasn’t gonna give it up.
He waited until the girl broke up with the other guy. and then he came to console her.
She felt irritated. She was at the broken hearted stage of her life and he only came to take the advantage of the situation. She stepped back from him. She refused to take his calls. She refused to answer his messages. She was basically sick of him.
He didn’t care. He (told me) loves her. He would do anything for her. He wouldn’t eat out for a month in order to save money for her presents. He would try to call her, even though all he got was rejection. He would approach every single friend of her (that includes me) to know what was new about her.
All he wanted was to make her happy.
And he felt that it was time for him to spill the “L” word once again.
And he asked me to help him. I was really tired of seeing him sacrificing everything he got for her, when I finally agreed to help.
He did too much for her and I knew that she would say another ‘no’ as an aswer for him. But I felt sorry for him and I just didn’t wanna hurt his feeling.
I asked him, “What would you do if it’s going to be another rejection for you?”
He answered, “I’m not sure yet… But as long as she was happy with her decision, I’m happy for her…”
And that is the sweetest thing that ever comes out of his mouth.
So I let him go and also let her reject him the way she wanted.
He brought a bouqet of flowers, along with a cute teddy bear, and a mosaic of her to go along with him. He rode his motorbike all the way from Margahayu to Lembang, to her house. He dropped on his knees and let that “L” word floated in the air.
All she had to say was, “I’m really sorry… I don’t think you’re not the one for me…”
And he was broken hearted once again.
We lost contact for about a month. And after a while, he came back to me, asking on how the girl was doing.
I let a sigh and said, “Man, move freaking on! Get over her!”
He let a longer sigh out and finally said, “I tried… and I’m trying… she’s just too perfect… What do u think was her reason on rejecting me? Was it me? Was it about her? Was is about her ex-bf? What is it???”
I could only said, “Man, you did too much… you were too nice… and there are still lots of girls out ther who want that kinda attention, go find another one!”
So I thought, he listened to me coz we haven’t talk to each other for a long time…
Now that my bday’s coming up and I’m having this party and I invited every single one of person that I consider as a friend, he called me right away.
“Alien, is she gonna be at your party?” That was the first question that he asked me.
I could only smile.

The second guy is actually a boyfriend of a girl, one good friend of mine.
He is the sweetest thing that has ever happen to her, in my opinion. He is a really nice guy.
He would drive her around. He would work his ass out just to buy something fancy for her. He would listen to her cry and wipe away her tears away. He would send her a simple “I love you” sms. He would respect her not wanting to be touched because of her wearing a hood and her wanting to become more religious. He would help her with her marks, gave her an extra lesson of that damn physics.
And what do you think he get? None.
She was not a romantic person to begin with. She would not admit that he is a boyfriend of her. she would not ask him for help. She would not say thank you. She would not say “I love you” back to him. She would not call him first. She would not tell him every little details of herself.
She changed, he said.
Everyone changes, it’s the nature, I said.
She’s different, he said.
Go tell her, then, I said.
I did, he said.
And? I asked.
Nothing He said.
Nothing? I asked again.
She didn’t say anything. No comment.
“Your relationship is not healthy anymore…” I said.
“I know…” he said.
“Aren’t you tired?”
“I am”
“So?”
“I just wanna look after her… I love her, y’know. I’m afraid that something bad will happen to her…”
“You’re just too nice…”
“I know…”
“Do you know that you’re stupid?”
“Unfortunately, I know…”
“Whatever!”
“I just wanna make her happy… I just wanna make her smile… I just want us laugh out loud together…”
“You’re just being too nice, don’t you realize that?”
“I don’t even care if I’m not happy anymore. I just wanna see her happy… If breaking up makes her happy, I’m okay being left broken hearted…”
“Well, what else can I say? You made the choice. I’m here to support you through this… good luck!”
Honestly, she just didn’t appreciate anything that she got, including him.
He was nice, caring, willing to share and sacrifice anything...
I just simply don’t get it.
I don’t get how he maintains being extra nice and extra caring to her.
I chose her, he said.
And she said she still cares about me, he said again.
And I guess that’s all that matter to him.

Now I’m here…
Realizing there is actually that type of guy in this cruel world.
I should go and find one for me…

Saturday, July 07, 2007

A Lil' Change

Thursday, July 05, 2007

'kerja'

Aku baru aja pulang kerja…
Well, sebenernya aku udah selesei kerja dari jam 7 tadi, cuman tadi ada ‘kerjaan tambahan’.

Salah satu murid EF ada yang ulang tahun, jadi dia bikin party di Hotel Holiday Inn. Mbak2 yang kerja di EF a.k.a my colleagues diundang, jadinya aku diajakin juga.

Begitu denger dya ulang taun-an di Holiday Inn, aku langsung smangat ikutan.
Pengen tau, gimana sih gaya anak SMA ulang taun-an di hotel. Soalnya waktu aku SMA dulu, aku cuma pergi ke beberapa ulang tahunan yang diadain di hotel. Tapi setelah pergi waktu itu, aku kurang puas, soalnya acaranya biasa2 aja, gak ada yang heboh2 dan kayaknya biayanya gak terlalu banyak… gak mewah banget banget gitu deh… well, temen2ku emang gak ada yang filthy rich juga sih…
Apalagi setelah mendengar ruangan yang dipakai di Holiday Inn adalah Berlian Room a.k.a ballroom-yang-gak-mampu-dibayar-EF-untuk-expo-soalnya-mahal… dan juga mendengar berapa jumlah tabungan bokap si anak yang ulang taun ini… (he’s so damn rich!!!)

So, sampailah aku dan dua Mbak EF, Mbak Anita dan Mbak Petri jam stengah 8.
Katanya si empunya acara (yang udah disms duluan sm Mbak Petri sebelum kita brangkat, untuk memastikan bahwa kita bener2 diundang, tanggal ulang taunnya bener, dan tempatnya di sebelah mana-nya Holiday Inn), acaranya bakalan dimulai jam 7. Setelah foto2 gak jelas (termasuk memotret kue ulang taunnya yang dihiasi castle dan barbie2 yang berupa tokoh Disney’s Princess) dan mendengarkan dua band SMA yang lebih gak jelas lagi, acaranya mulai.

Tiba2 ada a group of dancers keluar. Karena duduk paling blakang, aku harus maju ke depan. Setelah aku maju ke depan dengan maksud memotret, aku baru ngeh kalau para penari itu adalah sekumpulan waria. And I was like, “Oh my God!” Tebak apa yang langsung ada dipikiranku… aku langsung mikir, “I would never ever let my children hire any ‘waria’ on their bday party! Or any kind of party that they’re holding.”


Habis itu, dipanggillah MC sekaligus juga entertainer buat acara itu. Bilangnya sih yang mau keluar adalah Trio Macan, taunya yang keluar (teteup) 3 orang waria. Mereka joged2 gak jelas, diiringi lagu ‘SMS’ dan lagu dangdut lain yang gak kalah noraknya. Trus mreka tiba2 jalan kearah penonton dan narik 3 org cowok bwt joged brg. It was really nasty, or even worse, disgusting, how they moved their bodies…


Oh ya, lupa bilang. Dekor ruangannya biasa aja, tapi jadi lumayan keren lah… ada balon2 dengan warna2 lucu gitu… Ada satu balon yang menarik hatiku, balon yang warna merah tapi di bleaching putih, keren deh…
trus ada balon2 yang disusun2 sedemikian rupa sehingga membentuk nama yang berulang tahun dalam huruf2 extra besar. Trus, gak lupa ada tulisan “Birthday & Farewell Party” di panggungnya. (Si anak yang berulang tahun mo ninggalin SMA-nya dan mau langsung foundation di Aussie-told u, her family maybe taking a shower using money instead of water)

Trus the birthday girl was out. They had a lil drama and some wise words from mommy and daddy. And then prayer by her grandpa. Before we finally got to eat something, ada kuis2an ttg yang berulang tahun. Yang menang gamesnya, dapet kaos (yang cowok) dan voucher 1 week spa treatment (yg cewek). And I just had to let out my lost-counted-“Oh my God!” I wonder how much money she had to spend for all that… and finally, the MC let out the sentence I had been waiting for, “Sambil menikmati band (yang gak jelas juga), silakan menikmati makan malamnya)” and it was after 9 that we finally got to eat. Fashionably late, huh?

Let’s talk about the food.
The food was yuckie… It wasn’t as good as I was wishing it would be… I mean, she paid so much for the whole party, so she should serve some delicious food dong… The food was set like in an Indonesian casual wedding. Prasmanan gitu, tapi menunya the meni gak pas pisan. Nasi putih, nasi goreng kanton, daging sapi, chicken katsu, some vegetables, penne with smoked beef, sambel trasi, kerupuk, dan acar. Man, what kinda combination was that? Sambel trasi pakai chicken katsu??? Oh well, harusnya aku bersykur udah dateng ke acara ultah yang mahal… ini malah komplein soal makanan…

Oh yeah, one more thing. Kan tadi aku bilang kalau makanannya prasmanan kayang di kawinan. Ada satu hal lagi yang mirip banget kayak dikawinan. Sodara2nya si bday girl-nya pada pake seragam. Pada tau kan kalau di kawinan ada pagar ayu, pagar bagus, dan kerumunan panitia yang berhubungan sodara dan pakai baju seragam. Tadi juga kayak gitu. Sodara ini pake baju seragam warna hijau. Sodara itu pakai baju seragam warna pink. Bahkan para pembantu-nya juga dikasi seragam gitu, warnanya turqois muda dengan model mini dress dengan tangan gelembung… hahaha!!!

Maybe she or her family owns a money tree in their house.

Yah… slamat ulang taun aja ya…
slamat jalan juga… smoga baek2 di ostrali sana… jangan lupa berdoa biar visa ostrali-nya dapet… kalo gak dapet kan malu, masa udah farewell party tapi gak jadi brangkat, ya gak??? (yup! Dya udah bikin farewell party sebelum visanya kluar. What a gamble!)
trimakasih atas undangannya. It was a great experience…

p.s. her party was not an inspiration for my coming up bday party!!! at all!

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

ITB... so cocky...

Masih nyambung ama postingan yang sebelumnya, cuman udah beda topik… jadi aku tulis aja di postingan yang berbeda…

Ngomong2 soal jurusan ya bo…
Aku kan taun lalu masuk lewat SPMB biasa, dengan uang sumbangan 0 rupiah. Jadi, mau gak mau harus melewati masa deg2an nungguin pengumuman jurusan. Juga harus melewati masa2 menjadi seorang yang pesimistis gara2 aku gak yakin bisa diterima di jurusan yang aku pengen.
Dua minggu yang lalu aku sudah mengambil surat pengumuman jurusannya dan aku dapat jurusan yang aku inginkan. Teknik Lingkungan. Haha! Bisa juga si gue ternyata…




Tapi yah, gak disangka, banyak juga temenku yang gak keterima di jurusan yang mereka pengenin. Nah, di FTSL sendiri kan ada 4 jurusan: sipil, lingkungan, kelautan, dan geodesi. Ternyata banyak temen2ku yang ‘terbuang’ ke jurusan yang sebenernya gak mereka inginkan.
Trus kan, yang terbuang kan pasti sedih banget dong pas acara ngambil2 surat ituh… Nah, kesedihan mereka sangat lengkap karena ITB menunjukkan ke-cocky-an-nya sekali lagi. Kata temenku sih, di surat orang2 yang gak keterima jurusan ada beberapa kalimat yang sangak nyelekit dihati.
Kan kalau disurat yang aku terima, kalimat sebelum akhir-nya surat keputusan itu adalah, “Bersama ini pula kami beritahukan bahwa, keputusan penempatan mahasiswa di program studi tersebut telah final dan tidak akan ditinjau kembali dengan alasan apa pun.”
Ternyata, ada di surat keputusan temanku, ITB menuliskan kata2 mutiara lain. Kalimat yang diatas itu dimasukin juga ke surat, dengan ditambah: “Jika tidak puas dengan keputusan ini, silakan Anda mengikuti Seleksi Penerimaan Mahasiswa Baru dengan memilih universitas lain dan bukan ITB.” (kira2 kalimatnya gitu deh, aku gak ng-copy the exact same words soalnya)

Parah gak sih bo???
Buset dah ah…
Blagu banget sih lo???!!!

Udah mah si temen aku the sakit hati dan kecewa gara2 gak masuk jurusan yang dia inginkan, eh, dikasih tambahan kata-kata ‘bijak’ yang sangat ‘melegakan’ hati…

Aku kira, “kekejaman diatas dunia harus dihapuskan, karena tidak sesuai dengan pri kemanusiaan dan pri keadilan”. Dan kalimat ituh, menurut aku, adalah tindakan kriminal tingkat tinggi!

Sayangnya belum ada universitas yang berhasil ngalahin ITB… coba aja kalau ada, mungkin ITB gak se-cocky itu ya…

ITB...brubah! (gaya Kotaro Minami pas mau berubah jadi Ksatria Baja Hitam)

I finally got my beloved laptop back… and one thing I’ve been dying to write is about my beloved (tapi boong) campus, ITB.

Gak bosen2nya para petinggi ITB itu bikin perubahan… masalahnya, belum jelas apakah perubahannya itu akan mengarah ke kebaikan atau malah keburukan…

Yah, mungkin ada pengaruhnya ke masyarakat, contohnya soal USM.
Taun ini kan USM-nya ada dua kali. Sama kayak taun lalu.
USM pertama diadakan di daerah2. Alasannya adalah biar anak2 daerah lain yang mo masuk ITB gak perlu sibuk dateng ke Bandung. Sama kayak taun lalu.
USM dua diadakan di Bandung, tepatnya di ITB sendiri. Sama juga kayak taun lalu.
Si USM pertama ini taun lalu gak diadakan di Bandung, alasannya adalah anak2 Bandung bisa ikutan USM dua aja.
Taun ini USM satu diadakan juga di Bandung, alasannya adalah biar adil ke anak2 Bandung yang mau ikutan USM dua kali kalau yang USM satu gagal.
Perbedaannya lagi adalah di masalah sumbangan. Taun lalu, semua anak USM harus nyumbang minimal 45 juta buat bisa diterima. Hanya orang2 yang punya kelebihan berupa koneksi dan orang tua berprofesi dosen istimewa aja yang bisa dapet diskon khusus. Jadi, orang2 yang punya kelebihan itu cuma bayar 35 juta.
Taun ini, anak2 USM satu sumbangannya tetep aja minimal 45 juta. Tapi smua anak USM dua dapet keringanan dengan boleh nyumbang minimal 15 juta. Gede banget diskonnya ya?
Soal keterima-nya gimana, aku belum denger yang pasti.
Taun lalu kan anak USM satu udah pasti diterima di program studi yang dipengenin. Tapi anak2 USM dua harus berjuang dulu biar punya jurusan dan sebelumnya dimasukin ke fakultas dulu.
Taun ini sih gosipnya semua anak yang masuk ITB, gak peduli jalur apapun, bakalan dimasukin ke fakultas. Di taun kedua baru mereka dijurusin.
Kasian emang para orang tua yang agak2 bingung juga mau nyari duit darimana buat meng-kuliah-kan anak mereka di ITB. Bayarannya mahal ya bo… apalagi ada gosip2 kalau beberapa tahun yang akan datang ITB bakalan nerima semua muridnya dari jalur USM dan gak ikutan SPMB… yah, nasib bagi para adik2 itu mah namanya…

Eh, tapi ya bo, mungkin emang harus dimahalin kuliah itu
In my very own personal opinion ya, biaya kuliah itu emang harus mahal. Soalnya, menurut aku kuliah itu privilege. Bukan hak semua orang kayak pendidikan sembilan taun. Jadi kuliah itu harusnya adalah pilihan orang. Bukan paksaan, seperti yang terjadi sekarang ini… makanya biayanya harus mahal. Soalnya yang mau kuliah adalah orang2 yang memilih buat kuliah dan memilih untuk membayar mahal. Bukan orang2 yang baru lulus SMA dan gak tau lagi mau ngapain dalam hidupnya, jadi terpaksa kuliah dan orang tua-nya terpaksa harus membiayai kuliahnya.
Tapi trus muncul lagi pertanyaan, gimana dengan orang2 pinter yang gak punya duit? (pertanyaan yang standar banget…) yah, itulah gunanya biaya kuliah yang mahal. Subsidi silang gitu deh bo…
Tapi mungkin masih susah diterapkan di Indonesia ya… Yang lulusan S1 aja nganggur gak guna gara2 gak dapet kerjaan, apalagi yang lulusan SMA. Jadi, anak2 lulusan SMA emang gak punya pilihan lain selain menghabiskan duit orang tua dengan cara masuk kuliah.


Yang juga signifikan perubahannya di ITB adalah parkiran.
Menurut aku, soal parkiran ini agak gak masuk akal.
Okay, let’s start from the beginning.
Jadi gini loh ceritanya, beberapa taun yang lalu di ITB semua kendaraan pribadi boleh masuk dan parkir di ITB, even pas jam perkuliahan. Nah, gak taunya, mahasiswa yang bawa kendaraan makin banyak, akhirnya dibuatlah stiker mobil dan motor. Stiker mobil dan motor itu dibagikan ke dosen dan petugas ITB. Jadi, yang boleh masuk ke kampus cuma kendaraan yang berstiker.
Ternyata, si strategi stiker ini dianggap gak menyelesaikan masalah. Soalnya tetep aja banyak kendaraan yang masuk kampus. Knapa bisa? Nah, jumlah dosen ITB kan banyak. Kebanyakan dosen kan anaknya kuliah di ITB juga. Mobil si anak2 dosen ditempelin stiker yang didapat oleh para dosen deh. Kadang ada juga anak dosen yang ngejualin stiker mobil/motor dari ayah/ibunya. Hahaha!
Parahnya, dasar anak ITB yang pinter, banyak yang bikin stiker palsu dan berhasil memasukkan kendaraannya ke dalam kampus.
Asiknya stiker2an ini, setelah jam perkuliahan selesai, yaitu sekitar jam 5 sore, kendaraan yang gak berstiker boleh masuk. Jadinya, para aktivis kampus bisa beraktivitas di kampus dengan nyaman dan gak takut kendaraan mereka dicuri orang malam2 gara2 diparkir di luar kampus. (walaupun pencurian mobil di dalam kampus juga masih terjadi sih… hahaha!)
Karena stiker dianggap gak berhasil gara2 adanya banyak penipuan… digantilah sistem parkir di ITB. Sekarang, sistem parkir di ITB pakai sensor kayak Secure Parking yang ada di mall.
Katanya sih sistemnya ginih: dosen dikasih satu kartu parkir yang bisa di sensor. Kalau kartu parkir itu disensor, bakalan keliatan si dosen punya berapa mobil/motor dan nomer plat-nya berapa. Nah, setiap dosen Cuma dikasih satu kartu dan yang bisa make kartu itu hanya si dosen yang bersangkutan. Sampai sekarang, aku gak tau bentuk kartunya kayak gimana. Jadinya, si anak2 dosen itu gak bisa deh minjem2 kartu sang ayah/ibu. Susah lagi dibikin duplikatnya.
Tanggapan pertamaku pas tau sistem ini: “wah, keren banget ya…
Setelah sistem parkir ini mulai berjalan, mulai deh banyak keanehan.
Mobil/motor lain yang gak punya kartu parkir sakti itu gak boleh masuk ke dalam kampus disaat apapun. Mau itu sesudah jam perkuliahan, mau itu tengah malam, mau itu weekend, pokoknya gak boleh.
Masalahnya yah, mahasiswa yang mau beraktivitas di kampus sesudah jam perkuliahan harus memarkirkan kendaraan mereka diluar kampus. Man, didalem kampus aja gak aman, gimana di luar kampus??? Lagian yah, gak masuk akal banget alasan gak dibolehin masuknya (“kebanyakan kendaraan di ITB”). Maksudku, kalau jam kuliah selesai, sekitar jam 5, berarti dosen dan mahasiswa yang gak beraktivitas udah pada pulang dong. Kampus sepi dong. Jadi, kenapa para mahasiswa yang mau beraktivitas dengan membawa kendaraannya gak boleh masuk? Padahal parkiran dalam kampus ITB malam2 tuh gak penuh kok. Cenderung sepi malah. Jadi, apa yang dikhawatirkan? Takut malem2 di ITB terlalu berisik? Man, selama ini belum ada tetangga ITB yang protes kalau di ITB ada party yang mengganggu tetangga…
Parahnya, banyak orang yang simply bilang, “ah… ini sih akal2an rektor aja gak ngebolehin kita melakukan kegiatan lain sesudah jam kuliah…
Aku aja (yang sangat individualis dan egois) jadi percaya sama omongan itu. Habisnya, apalagi coba alasan lain yang menyebabkan para petinggi ITB melarang masuknya kendaraan ke dalam kampus seusai jam kuliah?
Sebagai seseorang yang punya banyak teman dan punya unit (dan pengen masuk himpunan), dan menyetir kendaraan sendiri, aku jadi agak2 males dateng ke kampus malem2… udah mah sepi, parkirnya di luar. Jadi slama di dalam kampus, yang kepikiran adalah, “aduh, mobil gue aman gak ya???” dan brarti, para petinggi ITB itu berhasil dong dengan misi mengurangi kegiatan non-akademis mahasiswa-nya… buktinya aku terpengaruh jadi males dateng ke kampus kalau gak dalam keadaan terpaksa, e.g. kuliah.
Yah, gak tau juga sih… mungkin emang aku-nya aja yang manja
Mungkin emang maksud ITB tuh baikmau membantu mengurangi tingkat polusi kota Bandung dengan cara menurunkan jumlah mahasiswa yang membawa kendaraan pribadi. Benar-benar niat yang mulia.
Tapi man, rumahku jauh, there’s no way I’m going to campus by angkot. I even think that I’m gonna be lost if I take angkot to campus, coz I’m not sure about the route… yah, mungkin skali lagi aku-nya aja yang manja...
dan juga yah, kerennya aku adalah, sebisa mungkin aku pergi2 sama temen2 yang emang suka nebeng dan rumahnya searah sama aku… jadi kan aku gak sendirian banget di mobil…

Trus juga ya, brarti orang2 lain yang gak berhubungan dengan ITB juga gak bisa masuk ke dalam kampus pas weekend dong… soalnya ya, dulu banget sejak SD, SMP, dan SMA, aku lumayan sering dibawa papaku ke kampus. Doktrin “ayo, kamu harus masuk ITB”-nya udah diberikan sejak kecil dengan cara mengajak aku tur ke kampus ITB yang asri (haha! Tapi emang bener kok…). Jadi sekarang orang2 lain gak bisa dong ‘diundang’ buat masuk ITB dengan cara tur keliling2 kampus… doktrin “ayo masuk ITB soalnya kampusnya bagus” itu bisa ilang dong…
Belum juga ya, secara si aku nih orang batak, biasanya aku sering kedatangan banyak sodara dari Medan dan kampung2 lain… mereka kalau ke Bandung pasti pengen liat ITB. Apalagi para anak SMA-nya. Lagi2 doktrin “ayo masuk ITB soalnya kampusnya bagus” itu dilakukan. Nah, aku dan papa biasanya dengan smangat ngajakin ke ITB (langsung deh tuh, “dulu papa kuliah di gedung ini...” atau “aku biasanya kuliah disini…”, dll). Walaupun semangat ngajakin ke ITB buat tur, tapi biasanya tur ini hanya dilakukan dari dalam mobil, sambil mobilnya jalan pelan2. Kalau sekarang mobil2 yang gak punya kartu parkir sakti gak boleh masuk, brarti orang lain gak boleh dong pengen liat2 kampus ITB? Gak boleh dong sekedar sightseeing di kampus ITB?
Ih… sok eksklusif banget! Udah mah anak2 ITB katanya eksklusif gara2 individualitas yang tinggi dan merasa diri mereka semua pinter (count me out for this part), ditambah lagi kampusnya gak boleh dikunjungi sama orang2 yang sekedar pengen liat ITB.
Mungkin ITB bakalan jawab dengan enaknya, “yah, orang2 itu kan bisa aja parkir mobilnya trus tur di ITB-nya jalan kaki…
Aku sih cuma bisa bilang, di keluargaku, kalau ‘hanya’ mau tur ke ITB doang terus mobilnya disuruh diparkirin di luar dan gak boleh masuk, pasti langsung akan tercipta percakapan ini:

“Mobilnya gak boleh masuk nih, disuruh parkir dan kita harus jalan ke dalam,
gimana?”
“Ah, ya udahlah. Sok banget sih ITB, gak boleh diliat. Pulang aja
deh!”

Serius deh.
Yah, tapi kan petinggi ITB itu bisa dengan santainya menjawab, “kita gak butuh diliat2 kok… gak perlu ada yang ngeliat2 kampus, yang mau masuk ITB juga tetep aja banyak…
Kalau udah bilang gitu, yah, aku mo bilang apa lagi?

Untuk hal itu, emang belum banyak perubahan. Tetep aja banyak orang yang pengen masuk ITB… aneh… (loh kok???)

Buset, si gue curhat-nya banyak ya bo…

Yah, sedikit cerita tentang perubahan2 di ITB… smoga perubahan itu membawa ITB ke arah yang lebih baek…

Sunday, July 01, 2007

OMFG!

God!!!

Aku tau sih hari ini adalah hari Minggu...
Aku juga tau kalau hari Kamis/Jumat/Sabtu kemaren adalah hari anak2 sekolah pada bagi raport...
Aku juga tau kalau itu artinya hari Minggu ini adalah the first official day for Summer/end-of-school-year holiday...

tapi aku gak pernah tau kalau diluar sana jalanan MACET GILA-GILAAN!
well, okay, bukan jalanan yang macet, karena jalanan gak bergerak kemana-mana.
lalu lintas macet parah!

beneran deh!
parah banget!

tapi salah aku (dan papa-mamaku) juga sih...
Soalnya ginih, udah tau di daerah Senayan ada segudang acara, mulai dari Operet Bobumba, Bobo Fair, Cellular Fair, Festival Jajanan Bango, Spongebob's Musical, tetep aja ke Senayan...
Tapi yang itu sih gak bisa dihindari lagih, masalahnya kami kan harus nonton adekku...
akibatnya yah kami datengnya telat dikiiiiiitttt tapi dijalan kena macet yang pengen bikin marah...
trus juga, udah tau hari ini adalah hari Minggu, dihari pertama liburan, tapi papaku ada acara Family Day kantor di Taman Safari dan mamaku ada acara reunian di Bogor...
menurut lo gimana caranya biar gue gak kena macet???

pokoknyah yah, waktu si gue ini seharian dihabiskan di jalan deh, bermacet-macetan ria.

Masa ya, rumahku kan di Bintaro. Berangkat dari rumah jam stengah 10an, nyampe Bogor jam sebelas lebih.
Oke deh, yang itu masih normal.
Nah, jam sebelas itu kan aku dari Bogor ya, jalan ke Taman Safari. Coba tebak nyampe jam berapa di Taman Safari-nya? Jam SETENGAH TIGA!
Parah gak sih bo???
pas nyampe di Taman Safari, I could barely walk. Kaki si gue pegel gila!

yang lucunya, pas macet itu si bokap mengeluarkan gumaman-gumaman lucu...
"Ayolah jalan!" Yang diucapkan si bokap ke bus di depan mobil kita. menurut si gue yang gak tau apa2 ini, kalimat itu lebih pantes kalo diucapkan dalam Bahasa Inggris. Jadinya, "Come on, Move!" lebih ada sense marah gimanaaaaa gituh...
"Yailah..." yang si bokap tercinta ungkapkan setiap kami bergabung di suatu antrian panjang. Man, bokap gue gak pernah tuh ngomong 'yailah', 'yaelah', bahkan 'ya Allah' aja enggak. Biasanya si bokap paling jauh cuman mendecakkan lidah doang...
dan celetukan-celetukan lain yang mungkin lebih mengarah ke aib kalau diungkapkan disini... hahaha!

trus kan, kami udah slese nih di Taman Safari.
Emang sih keluar dari Taman Safari-nya agak ngantri, tapi kan itu emg jam Taman Safari mule tutup. Jadi wajar lah ya bo...
enggak taunya pas keluar dari gerbang Taman Safari sampai di belokan jalan Cisarua, MACET LAGI!
Anehnya, walaupun jalanan di Cisarua itu satu arah ke arah Jakarta semua, teuteup we MACET!
kebayang gak sih lo macetnya kayak apa Puncak tadi siang??? PARAH!
Jadi dari Taman Safari sampai ke Tol Jagorawi, kami membutuhkan waktu sekitar sejam lebih.
Setelah keluar di Bogor, dari lampu merah setelah keluar pintu tol aja udah padat merayap. Gawat.
Bener aja. udah tinggal sedikit lagi ke tempat buat ngejemput si nyokap dari reunian, kami KEJEBAK MACET LAGI dan LAGI dan LAGI dan LAGI dan LAGI...

aduh...
pokoknya yah...
Ngeselin ajah!

Disaat macet gitu, aku jadi sempet mikir, "nanti kalau aku punya anak kecil, aku gak mau tinggal di Jakarta atau disekitarnya ah... susah nyari tempat liburan buat anak2 yang gak rame dan macet..."
tapi trus aku mikir lagi, "tapi kalo gak hidup di Jakarta, mo kerja apa ya?"
setelah senyum2 sendiri, aku mikir lagi, "Aku mau tinggal di Jakarta asal penduduknya nanti udh berkurang..."
senyum2 sendiriku makin lebar. impossible gitu loh...

udah ah...
mo tidur...
pegel beneur tadi macet teh...


p.s. uh-oh... I almost forget....
today's July 1st, so....
Happy Canada Day!!!