almanak penggenggam sang hujan

setelah sekian lama menghela nafas di khayangan,

saatnya ku turun main layangan,

setelah sekian lama mengulum rindu mengucap janji,

saatnya ku rebah dalam sembah,

bulir keringat beradu sendu,

tak pelak hadir pula sang waktu.

menggelinjang manja

menggoda.

berdiri bulu kakiku,

menyambut luapan air.

banjir.

Dari Coelho, Lewat Brida..

"Tuhan, bantu aku memahami semua hal indah yang terjadi dalam hidupku terjadi karena aku layak mengalaminya. bantu aku memahami bahwa yang menggerakkanku untuk mencari kebenaran-Mu adalah kekuatan yang sama dengan apa yang telah menggerakkan para orang kudus, dan bahwa keraguan yang aku miliki sama dengan yang mereka miliki, dan segala kerapuhanku sama dengan kerapuhan mereka. bantu aku menjadi cukup rendah hati untuk menerima aku tidak berbeda dari orang lain. amin."

cool-MEW-nation :))

H A P P Y  M E W  D A Y 

for frengers all over Indonesia!!!

it was the MEW-est day we have been waiting for long. it was a final climactic stage when MEW ultiMEWtely came to see us in person for the fourth times (? - citation needed - wikipedia mode: on. LOL). at the core stake, i'd like to praise the almighty TWITTER, for making us tweeted not only craps but also spreading glorious news about Mew's upcoming shows.
 

I remembered the day when I came across a tweet saying that Mew had confirmed their show in Indonesia. it was a lame and dull afternoon. i was in my homie lil townie, spending my summer break (ahelahh :P) I just couldn't believe my own eyes! was it real? man! been 3 years since their last show in Kenjeran, Soerabaia! i dashed to my room and immediately texted my partner in criMEW. Angela Dias. WOOHOO! we're gonna throw a parteeeeeeehh! I bought the presale ticket on the day as it was tweeted by @SoundRhytm if i'm not mistaken it was on 27th of June '13. i could only say to myself, "Geez, seriously, it'll be like waiting for forever until October 26th! Man!"

counting down the days until October 26th wasn't as easy as I thought. periods of positive and negative events, moods or interactions happened. the best and the worst. even the worst mare. the bitter and the sweet. Tinged with sadness. it was an interval like a movie with a bittersweet ending. i flew too high, way too high and when I fell down, it hurt me so much. filled with disregard. instilled with an abrupt change of my image. well, we made mistake once in a while, righty? July ran smoothly, August was scummy. September was quite somber. OK-tober? it's the time to say OK to every single thing!

the D day has arrived, I could barely wait to go to the venue. the day before, one of my fellow frengers informed me that there'll be a meet and greet session with MEW and d'nassivep. I couldn't make it, alas. it was my office hour and I couldn't go anywhere. other frengers started posting their photos with MEW members. oh how lucky you guys are! so happy for yahh :))

things didn't go as i've planned. some senior teachers impelled me to go their party far far away in cisauk, gosh! seriously! i wouldn't be able to catch a train to jakarta! crapcrapcrap. i was off to jakarta like at 5, and the traffic was MENTAL! it took me an hour to go from BSD to Alam Sutra, which is only 5 or 7 km. i was so desperate at that moment. the tix would be expired at 7 pm. i thought i wouldn't make it..........

it was app 7.30 when I arrived. the queue line was way awful. we lined up. right at our back stood two female bules. they looked confuse. one of them finally asked me, "mba, maaf, bisa bahasa inggris?" i just surprised and giggled. they are kate from england and angela from US. they're exchange students embarking their bachelor degree on socio-culture at UNES Semarang. they came all the way from Semarang to watch One Republic. they even asked me "who is MEW? Indonesian band?" oh well.. =______= "they're Danish.." i bet they never heard of it before, they're quite 'mainstream'. hehe. 

we entered the venue at 8.30 pm. we missed club 8 but that's ok, since i only knew two songs of club 8, which are 'Whatever you want' and 'I would never' :P to my surprise, One Republic was outstanding. they had a marvelous live performance. fyi, i just noticed that Ryan Tedder is OneRep's vox soon before i went to Guinness Arthur's Day :P muehehe.. his vocal's got constant stability.high pitch and was just awesome. he's quite communicative, tho. he even said two impeccable things about Jakarta: it was quite beautiful, and the traffic was just crazy. he never saw motorcycles raced all over the place, in between cars, even on pavements! he also made funny gestures about this. he said Penne, Italy, shares the same typical of motorcycle riders like we have in Jakarta. :D

my watch showed 11.00 pm as the end result of a succession, when MEW's performed. The crowd was right under the spell of "Making Friends", "Special" and "The Zookeeper's Boy" and the rest of the set list I could hardly remember since I was busy ENJOYING ONE OF THE MOST PRECIOUS TIME IN MY WHOLE LIFE. since that time, i have decided to be a full time LIFE ENJOYER. ;))

*oh and by the way, I got editted this post and found a picture of MEW setlist live @ GAD. courtesy of @indofrengers :))

 

*Closing, Comforting Sounds

3 x 4 square room up above the world so high :))

I do miss my college life back then in my so called Little Solstice City-Salatiga. I really caught in a symmetry of the happiest moment in my up-to-now life. Today, I met my friend's friend and my friend's little sissy; we talked about how life goes on now and then and before. It somehow triggers my brain to recall account of the series of events making up my personal life. Especially this special place. A comfy shelter for me to laid back. A place where I used to make up a full-of-flowery-words papers. A cubicle where I used to formulate my journal thesis. Here are some pictures remind me of pocahontas, nooo, I mean, of my 3x4 square room up above the world so high (my boarding house--red) LOL. :D

MAIN ENTRANCE

open up your heart and let the sunshine in...

welcoming the sophomore!

window sill #1

window sill #2

ohh MY RAYDEEYOO!

 balancing vertically and horisontally..

posters of #ArcticMonkeys, #ClubEighties, and my own sketch of #RamonYTungka..

comfort shelter..

sleeping partners
from left to right: zulaeka, you-know-who-is-he, teddy, sapi'i.

komeng <3 font="">

#sevendaysinsunnyJUNE

content of table :P

 sticky wall?? HAHA

DIY timetable. semester 8.

corner of my bed,

BEST BIRTHDAY PRESENT FOREVER LIKE EVER!

#TheUpstairs right behind my door

that's a little tour of my crib (awyea! LOL)
see you around frengs!
not quite friend not quite stranger

out of a sudden: self qoute.

"you got notion in your head and poison in your mouth."

 

 

Lucid Dream: Dream the Lucidity

Bedar, the Watchman, caught Nasrudin prising open the window of his own bedroom from the outside, in the depths of night.
“What are you doing, Mulla? Locked out?”
“Hush! They say I walk in my sleep. I am trying to surprise myself and find out.”
 

Dreaming is more like world making than like letter writing. Why do we have to dream of something? is it important to have a vivid bound between dreams and reality? hahaha, let's ask Richard Sanderson who sang "Reality" in which said, "dreams are my reality. the only kind of real fantasy.."

And if, as we have seen, an uninterpreted dream isn't like an unopened letter, then what is it like? Having demolished a popular proverb, let us replace it with another, that seems to come closer to doing the dream justice: "an uninterpreted dream is like an uninterpreted poem".

Dreams have much more in common with poems than they do with letters. The word poem is derived from a Greek very meaning to create, and what's more to argue that the essence of dreaming is closer to creation than to communication. Are all poems equally worth interpreting? Are all poems equally coherent, effective, or worth reading? If you wrote a dozen poems a night every night of your life, what do you suppose you would find among your several hundred thousand poems. All masterpieces? Not likely. All trash? Not likely either. What you would expect is that among great piles of trivial doggerel, there would be a smaller pile of excellent poems, but no more than a handful or perfect masterpieces. When you have to do five or six shows every night, many of them are likely to lack inspiration. It is true that you can cultivate your dream life so that the time you spend there will grow more rewarding as the years pass. But why should you expect that every one of your dreams is worth taking the time to interpret? And yet, if a poem or a dream calls out to you to interpret it, by all means find out what it means. 

source: http://www.lucidity.com/

awkey, well then. i'll see you soon, mates! don't push yourself way too hard, or else limbo awaits! cheerio!

Let's Play Together: Club 8 - Whatever You Want

Prolog: it's just another sweet harmonious song I love back then in my early college year. everytime I listen to this piece, time like travels me towards a past time. well, I really enjoy it. hope you do too! XO

am I ok here?
I think you ought to know this
another day
not unlike any other
it's been like this so long

are you ok dear?
I know I should have noticed
a quiet day
not unlike any other
it's been like this so long

whatever you want from me
whoever I try to be

I will never be there
I can never be her
in your society

am I ok dear?
I think you want to know this
duties I leave
not to take on another

and if I don't fall this night
I will have to go along
unless something strange will happen

there's still something to be done
this story will go on for long

Call It What You Want.

"Segalanya ada padamu. Di dalam dirimu. Termasuk aku."

this line.

keeps running around my head.

keeps running around my head.

keeps running around my head.

keeps running around my head.

keeps running around my head.

keeps running around my head.

keeps running around my head.

keeps running around my head.

good heavens!
I think I'm blindingly in love with you, Batman Kribo!

zsa zsa zsu.

dear Neptune,

I think I've been drowning into a deep sorrow for such a long time.
It'll be better for me to end-joy every second of my life doing things that can make me happy.
It's time for me to rise up.
It's done.
I've decided to be happy.

Wait,
I saw someone's coming!
I heard someone's knocking!
I smelled someone's sweet embracing!
I sensed someone's affecting!
I tasted someone's sugary lips caressing!

Oh,
It's you!
It's you!
I'm pretty sure it's you!

MY ZSA ZSA ZSU.

*drips of draps

Definition: To feel butterflies in your stomach for someone because of the attraction felt towards that person, or, the feeling you get when anticipating an interaction with someone that you're really attracted to physically.
The term derives from the show "Sex in the City" (Season 5, Episodes 74 & 75).

Also Known As: attraction, chemistry, new relationship energy.

source: http://dating.about.com/od/glossarywordsxyz/g/zsazsazu.htm

Optimism Vs. Scepticism Vs. Apathy

sweet Jesus! how days went by so freaking fast and now we come to the end of the world (mayans said, lol) i must say that things didn't go well for me recently. misfortunes did happen. i can't hide myself from it. you do too.

the thing is, as i go thru each day living a life here. in this hellish townie, i can sum up few drips of gaining our very own self-encouragement:

it's not about giving up. it's about persistence and endurance!

at least, this can boost up an energetic attempt to achieve my goals and yours!
F I G H T I N G! ! !

Craving in Things: Weezer Performs a Greatest Hits Set

well yes, this is like a dream come true. the living legend of soundtracks of my childhood. accidentally listened to some of my youth (at that time) neighbors, i straightly fell in a deep well of fanatism to this band. i should swear upon them, blame them, the guys (now they're merely fathers, lol, how time flies) who never tired of playing their shabby guitars while singing 'Island in the Sun' or 'Say It isn't So'

as you have heard on the radio or @detikcom (bitch, please! haha) it happens. it'll happen. their show. their concert. THEIR Greatest Hits Set frigging LIVE PERFORMANCE!!! 

i heard that in Asia, they only dropped by in Indonesia, in the gaddamest city ever. JAKARTA. ffffffff!
looking forward for you guys who want to see their live performance too!

gnite, sleep tight!
see you on the live-est gig's stage, my dream.

Selamat Datang di Jekarda!

well, ini memang bukan buah kata saya sendiri, tapi, penggalan isi dari sebuah novel 'true story' ini bener2 menggelitik saraf2 tengil saya. I shud say, this writing am about to co pas really reflects my real condition up here. hmm, bagaimana bunyinya? demikian kira2..

...

udara kota yang panas dan lengket ini menyambutku. kebisingan dan kesibukan di bandara (DI ANGKOT!) sudah terlihat dan menggambarkan karakter orang-orang kota ini yang selalu MENGEJAR UANG dan BERPACU BERSAMA PUTARAN WAKTU. TIDAK ADA SENYUM yang ku lihat TIDAK ADA KERAMAHAN yang tidak didasari dengan UANG kelihatannya--itu menurutku. JAKARTA, aku pun akan hidup di sana. bergelut bersama kesibukan yang tidak mengenal putus. memasuki sebuah arena yang sama sekali baru, sama sekali berbeda dengan kotaku, yaitu SOLO yang PENUH DENGAN KETENANGAN DAN RASA DAMAI.

(diary pramugari, Agung Webe, 2011)

Hoppipolla - Sigur Ros

Brosandi 

Hendumst í hringi 

Höldumst í hendur 

Allur heimurinn óskýr 

Nema þú stendur

Rennblautur 

Allur rennvotur 

Engin gúmmístígvél 

Hlaupandi í okkur? 

Vill springa út úr skel

Vindur í Og útilykt?

af hárinu þínu 

Ég lamdi eins fast og ég get 

Með nefinu mínu
 

Hoppa í poll 

Í engum stígvélum 

Allur rennvotur 

(Rennblautur) 

Í engum stígvélum
 

Og ég fæ blóðnasir 

En ég stend alltaf upp 

(Hopelandish)
 

Og ég fæ blóðnasir 

En ég stend alltaf upp 

(Hopelandish)