Good Things Happen in Every December

It's 2013 already, relief for those who believed in Mayan's doomsday and I wish everyone a happy new year sincerely :)

I'm painting another pattern as a reminder of what have just happened these days. This was too beautiful to be ignored and to be abandoned.

December has always been my month. It's the last month of the year, a month when people usually reflect on what have happened during the year, as for me, I started breathing on the eleventh day of this month around 24 years ago. 

When I left home, I don't get the chance to commemorate my birthday with my family, I've had it with friends around me. Last year was bitter at first, I was going to spend the night waiting for my day thinking, but I ended up being lectured by my close friend's boyfriend instead, being reprimanded, and being criticized about how I should have acted toward his girlfriend which is my close friend. How bittersweet it was in the beginning, it eventually ended with a sparkling birth month when I could spent the end of the month having holiday at home.

I didn't expect much for my latest birthday, I learned a lot. Who knows that Murphy's law really worked. When I didn't hope for anything, I got more that anything I had ever had in my entire birthday.

At the midnight, I got a surprise birthday cake from my dorm friend and her sister. I made a wish right in front of the burning candles. I slept with spreaded birthday wishes around my phone messages, blackberry messenger, facebook, twitter, and even e-mail. In the morning, I got calls from home and my sister.I was so blessed.

At the midday, I went to work normally, got congratulated by the staffs at my office, and got around almost 5 hours until I had my first class that day. At around 2 pm, while I was busy with my lessons plan, I saw some silhouettes behind the glass wall in front of my desk, then two heads popped out from the door whispered, "ms, ms. wida, happy birthday to you!", when I saw that, I stood up and opened my arms widely so those two kids, Nathania and Jocelyn could reach me, I thanked them, then, Nia gave me her cheek, I kissed my student for the first time there, she was too cute to be ignored. Then, they continued whispering, "you know, we said to mr. Ricko we go to the toilet to pee, but we go here, please don't tell, hihihi...". I smiled brightly. I used to teach them but then, following the rule, the teacher was changed every new term.

Not long after they left, I suddenly had a student came to have school lessons (for catching up the lesson they're lacking at school). I had stayed there for around 30 minutes when Nathania and Cleo, another student from her class knocked on my door to say, "ms, we've got surprise for you, please open a yellow folder on your desk, ok! don't forget!". Later I found out that they made birthday cards for me, it was also thanks to their homeroom teacher, mr. ricko who gave them extra time to put their effort on those cards.

At around 3 pm. I sat back at the office to continue my teaching preparation. When I was about to start, I got a call from the receptionist, she told me that I got a package, I just laughed and told them to stop tricking me, I was so sure they tricked me because I didn't buy anything online that time, but they kept ensuring me, and even said that it was delivered from Bandung, I laughed louder and started enjoying the trick, until they said, "ini paketnya dari bramantyo ardi wardhana", what??, since when did they know my friend's name?. Still unsure, instead of walking down the stairs, I asked the office boy to get it for me if it were real. When the delivery arrived in front of my eyes, I was overly surprised and when I saw it real, I was so happy that I could cry, I didn't ever dream of that kind of surprise package would come from anyone, and even from Bamby, who I self-proclaimed as my brother, well, now I even think that he might be my former brother's long legs, hehe. Thankyouu Bambinoo!

When I finally had my first class that day, my students welcomed me with very warm birthday greetings. That class soon ended, but before I dismissed it, a teenage girl stopped me and asked me to wait then rushed to the downstairs. My heart raced thinking about what would happen. She came back fast bringing a well-packaged birthday gift that she had prepared and had entrusted to the receptionist until she gave it. It was a black bag, that class absolutely know how I was a fan of black. I felt blessed even more thinking about the thought she gave while preparing that gift.

I finally finished working with a super happy feeling then reached home to get another surprise from my best friends that came to my room with another cake and present. I slept peacefully by the feeling of being loved that night.

The next day, I got another class which means I was spreaded with a lot of wishes again. I even got another special gift, why was it special? because it won't be given by just any random student. It was a package of black nail polish and nail pack. Long ago, one of my student complimented my pink nail polish, she also said that I would be better trying black polish for my nails. I told her I wanted to, but somehow I don't feel confident and some friends of mine suggested that I wear bright nail polish to be girly. When she gave that gift, she told me to wear it and be confident because she knew how I liked black and also the nail pack is the part of nail care that she hoped I wouldn't mind making my nails brightened as well when I'm without nail polish, how lovely :')

I had my 24th birthday on 11th December, but I will never forget the 12th as well, A day after my birthday, while I was teaching a night class, I got a surprise from my old students who gathered to come for my birthday, it was DAEBAK! I'll definitely tell about them in my next post.

Well, whenever I introduce myself to new students, I'd say that I'm 17, then after they put their suspicious face, I'll add, 17 plus 6, but now, I guess I must be used to telling them that I'm 17 plus 7. 

A new age, and a new year, I'm also thinking of some aims, but I know how God listens to my prayer so let it be. What's so obvious, I think I've changed, of course, everyone changes, if we don't hurt people or getting hurt by people, we wont change, if we don't change, we won't move forward. If I were a machine, I would always be in repaired. Things that happened and people surround me make me who I am, I want to be developed, I want to be better together with them.

Us and Our Belgian Friends (some impressing stories)

Deloitte, they call me ms.cherry on my 1st day :D

Setelah pulang dari Pertamina, kami menuju Deloitte, kantor yang memfasilitasi mahasiswa-mahasiswa belgia itu selama di Indonesia. Kantor Deloitte ini ada di lantai 12 Wisma Nusantara. Saya bisa masuk dengan leluasa karena bersama Kevin.sampai di lantai 12, seorang mbak yang sangat ramah menyambut di meja resepsionis, kami berdua balas senyum dan menuju ruangan. Jujur saya degdegan lagi karena saya akan bekerja satu ruangan dengan teman-teman saya dan hampir semua mahasiswa belgia itu. Saya mengambil posisi duduk pas di sebelah kiri Kevin dan di sebelah kiri saya ada Pierre-Olivier (PO), partner dina. Saya melontarkan senyum membalas senyum PO. Sementara Kevin menyiapkan laptop, saya melirik ke sebelah kanan Kevin, ada anthony, partner Ajay, memakai kemeja berwarna ungu manis sekali, saya ampe inget ampe sekarang warnanya, hehe.. dan sama seperti ritual dengan yang lain saya melontarkan senyum membalas senyum anthony. Kemudian saya memandang ke depan, dan si Yasir sudah tersenyum, lagi-lagi saya balas dengan kikuk, di sebelah Yasir, ada Laia yang juga senyum ke saya, sementara Debo, partnernya sedang sibuk menelepon.

Laptop Kevin sudah siap.

Kevin: well, today I need you to help me making some phonecalls to some company, since not all the operator could speak english properly. You may tell them that you’re calling representing me, Kevin Missoorten, and I’m from hydrogenics, a company in Belgium that basically produce hydrogen instalation. I’m here to collect all the information related to hydrogen use in some industries in Indonesia, how do they get it, where do they buy the instalation, how’s the pressure and purity, blablabla... Do you understand?

Me: (Takjub) Ohk..okay I understand, I’m wida calling representing Kevin em..emm.. miss.. (saya nyengir lupa nama lengkap Kevin)

Kevin: That’s okay, my name is not a usual name for you so a bit hard to remember, this, you can have my namecard so you can easily call everyone. Well, you can start, but if you need to wite something first, that’s okay, thankyou so much

Setelah itu saya mulai mengingat instruksi kevin, mencatat di kertas dan menatap lists perusahaan-perusahaan yang harus ditelepon, dan mulai menelepon. Setelah itu ternyata ada beberapa perusahaan yang meminta fax resmi dari Kevin, jadilah kami membuat draft, mengeprint dan kemudian menuju ke resepsionis, karena di ruangan kami tidak ada mesih fax. Kevin yang pertama berbicara, tetapi si mbak panik dan bilang kurang mengerti, jadilah saya jelaskan maksud kami.

Saya: Mbak ini, namanya Kevin, dia mau numpang kirim fax mbak, bisa dibantu?

Mbak: Oh, gituu, oke deh, bentar ya saya telpon bagian yang lagi kosong dulu yaa, duduk aja dulu di situ ya..

Si mbak menelepon dan kemudian meminta kami mengikutinya. Di jalan, si mbak tanya-tanya soal Kevin.

Mbak: mbak si kevin umurnya berapa sih?

Saya: 22 masuk 23 mbak, kenapa? Naksir ya? Hehehe

Mbak: Wah brondong bok, ganteng ya bule-bule Belgia ini, hehehe..

Saya: SI mbak bisaan ya liat yang bening-bening, hahaha

Setelah itu saya dan si mbak ketawa bareng dan kevin dengan pandangan penuh tanya Cuma senyum. Kami tiba di ruangan yang isinya mesin fax dengan bapak-bapak gendut sebagai operatornya.

Mbak: Pak X (saya lupa namanya), ini ada brondong sama mbak cherry mau numpang nge-fax boleh ya pak? (saya melotot, dalam hati menggumam, nama saya wida, buka cherry)

Bapak: (menatap ke arah Kevin) she said you are ‘brondong’ mister, what can I do?

Kevin: be..brrrondong.. er.. (menatap saya dengan bingung), what is that wida?

Saya: eng.. it’s an idiom, er.. it means that you’re young man (nyengir)

Kevin: (muka masih bingung) oh.. okay

Setelah selesai ritual kirim fax, kami kembali ke ruangan, sebelum itu si mbak sempet-sempetnya

Mbak: Mbak cherry nanti kalo butuh bantuan bilang aja ya *nyengir

Saya Cuma mengangguk dan menutup pintu ruangan. Sejak itu sampai beberapa hari berikutnya si mbak tetap memanggil saya cherry dan saya Cuma bisa menghela nafas. Saya akhirnya menyadari kenapa si mbak kekeuh manggil saya mbak cherry, karena di hari pertama saya di Deloitte, saya make kemeja dan jilbab berwarna peach terang, ealaahh... saya pun tahu si mbak itu bernama mbak endang saat di hari ke dua atau ke tiga, ketika itu saya sedang bekerja untuk Kevin, kami lagi-lagi merepotkan si mbak minta bantuan mengirim fax.

Kevin: Wida, do you know who is she? I mean what’s her name? That woman in the receptionist desk?

Saya: Mbak endang, why? Do you need anything?

Kevin: er.. embagh endhang.. I’ll try to remember her, she always helps me

Saya: Yes, you should be really thankful to her, she’s been helping us much

Kevin: Okay, em..embagh endhang (mengeja dengan susah payah).

Setelah itu, ketika kami lagi-lagi dibantu mbak endang, kevin dengan lancar bilang “tcherimakasih embagh endhang”, dan mbak endang yang kaget karena Kevin tau namanya Cuma nyengir dengan wajah bersemu merah, wow! western guys are really sweet :)

Cerita di Suatu Hari

Pagi yang cerah, saya naik kereta dari stasiun mangga besar dan berhenti di Gondangdia. Masih banyak waktu untuk memutuskan berjalan kaki menyusuri jalan wahid hasyim. Saya tetap datang lebih awal ke Akmani, menyusuri jalanan sabang mengikuti Kevin yang seperti biasa masih membenahi lengan kemejanya. Di depan Holland Bakery, Kevin berhenti melangkah, seperti mengingat sesuatu.

Kevin: I forgot my ID card, do you think they’ll let me in?

Saya: Mm.. not so sure but since we’re just a few steps closer, we might try first

Dan kami pun tetap menuju Deloitte. Saya yakin seyakinnya Kevin boleh masuk wisma nusantara,er.. karena dia bule. Dan benar saja, kami bebas melenggang. Coba kalo saya yang sendirian ga punya ID, interogasinya bisa panjang, hehe..

Di lantai 12 wisma nusantara, saya mulai membuka laptop, memeriksa agenda untuk hari itu, dan mereview pekerjaan terakhir sementara Kevin seperti biasa membuat teh panas sambil berteriak kecil menawarkan saya teh, awalnya saya menolak, masa iya dibuatin teh sama bos, lagian saya bisa bikin sendiri, tetapi kevin terus bilang “I saw you made your tea, if you want some tea too, let me make it, thats really okay” dan suatu hari Laia yang kebetulan ada si satu shift dengan kami bilang sambil ketawa “hey wida, if you want some tea, let him make it, its a good service”, pada akhirnya saya nyerah, dan seterusnya Kevin bertugas membuatkan teh, lalu nanya “do you want sugar? No?” dan saya sambil nyiapin kerjaan hari itu akan teriak “yes, two blocks of sugar please, thankyou kev”, yaa, kedengeran seperti interpreter yang gatau diri kan, hahaha :D

Hari itu mood kami sedang bagus, kami baru saja mendapatkan kontak-kontak perusahaan flat glass manufacturers, yang berarti bisa kami hubungi. Saya mulai menelepon satu persatu dari pagi, dan... dan..... hingga jam makan siang pun, nggak ada satu kontak yang sesuai dengan harapan, ternyata itu adalah perusahaan dari industri glass manufacturer, bukan flat glass manufacturers. Saya setenganya kesal juga sama asosiasi perusahaan-perusahaan itu, masa ngasih data yang nggak relevan. Kevin udah kesel, pas kontak terakhir, dia nanya ke saya dan saya jawab dengan pasrah bahwa kontak terakhir pun nggak relevan. Saya meminta maaf ke Kevin dan menyampaikan rasa prihatin saya nggak bisa menghasilkan apa-apa hari itu. Kevin menggigit-gigit kuku, kemudian tersenyum, “no, its not your fault, you’ve done the best, we’ll continue after lunch, ok”, saya pun menjawab, “but I do feel uneasy about nothing resulted from our first shift work”, Kevin kemudian duduk tenang sambil membereskan laptopnya, “well, I have another dutch proverb for you. You’ve called many companies, yet you got nothing, but you know you have to try again, if you give up, you already have a NO answer, and do you still remember the last proverb I’ve given to you? The last man standing wins, it’s simple rule like when you’re in a marathon competition, you have to keep running til the end, when everyone starts to tirely stopped, you have to keep going, wherever the last man standing always wins, so, semanghaat!”. Kevin tersenyum mengakhiri dengan semangat (semangat adalah kata-kata favorit kevin setelah saya kasih tau “it’s the word to give someone spirits”, dan Kevin selalu mengulang kata itu), menutup tasnya, mengambil handphone, menelepon seseorang namun tampak tidak ada jawaban, Kevin keluar, kemudian masuk lagi, “Hey wida, lets have lunch then we’ll have new energy to find another strategy”. Saya Cuma jawab ok dan senyum.

Kevin ke luar ruangan duluan, sebelum saya menyusul, dityo, teman saya yang juga ada shift bareng kami, menghampiri saya, “wid, lo tau nggak barusan si kevin abis nelpon ke luar, gigit kuku dan mengumpat ‘FAK!’, hahaha, abis itu masuk dan baru ngomongin strategi baru itu ke elo”. Saya pun nggak bisa menahan tawa, tetapi dalam hati saya bersyukur, Kevin nggak pernah mengumpat di depan saya sekesel apa pu dia sama birokrasi indonesia. Dia menghargai saya, menghargai budaya Indonesia yang (seharusnya) nggak biasa mengumpat kasar dan saat itu saya berjanji, for the sake of peaceful world, I’ll always respect everyone’s culture.

Us and Our Belgian Friends (What is actually a big issue?)

What is actually a big issue?
One day I had to accompany Jerina having a meeting with a big publishing company. The meeting took place at the office of that company. It’s not so far from Deloitte Office but still, unpredictable traffic jam made us stucked in the taxi for more than an half hour. I felt really tired of traffic jam, espesially since I had to worked for 7 to 7 almost everyday, but in other side, I loved it for giving me more time to talk personally with my partner. Like what happened that time. Me and Jerina, we were talking about many different situations of our each country. Our conversation started with Jerina that told me that she sent her picture with me to her boyfriend. She said that she talked about me much to his boyfriend so his boyfriend said that it would be really nice if I could come to Belgium or France and spend sometime there with them.

Jerina: You know, you really have to come to europe.. I’ll show you good place in Belgium, or we can even go to paris, where my boyfriend is now..

Me: I’d really love to Jerina, someday I’ll come... but please tell me, is it okay for someone like me, who wears hijab, to be there? I just want to make sure since here’s a belgian with me

Jerina: Of course it’s totally okay, nothing’s wrong with your er..jihab.. (its hard for her to mention hijab, hehe). You know, even in my university, there are many, yea, not much, but there’re people who wear er.. hibab.. (I’m laughing because she didnt mention it right), ah again I already forgot how it spell (I tell her the right spell), yea, hijab.. some moslem students from different country wore that in university in brussel and it’s not a big issue for us, we’re all adult, right?

Me: you know, I’m so glad hearing that news from you, because for some people, hijab’s still a matter.

Jerina: For adult in our country, I don’t think it’s an issue, but for children, we have a regulation. You can’t wear that er.. hibab..hijab.. We have a complicated experience with hijab in school. There was a moslem kid who wore hijab to public school. For most children, it’s really uncommon. And because they’re kids, they thought it was a trend. Every kid started to pursue their parents to let them wearing hijab too.. it was a hard time, yea.. you know.. it’s complicated, it’s not that kid wearing that for religion understanding because other kids that are not moslem started thinking that it was a trend.. yea, um.. it’s so much complicated but trust me its not an issue for adult..

Me: Oh, I see.. I can understand that complicated matter, Jerina, thankyou for telling me, I’m doing my best for my europe resolution

Jerina: Great! I will also show you our beach, it’s nothing compared to beaches here wida..

Me: Wow! Really? I’ll be glad to.. but is it okay to not wearing bikini to the beach there? Yea, I mean, will I look weird?

Jerina: Um.. no, you won’t look weird. You still can go to the beach with a full covered beach cloth, it’s okay, but, yea.. there’ll be just someone who will stare at you for some seconds and then it’s not a matter at all.

Me: Okay then, I do hope I could visit your country..

Then we continued talking until we reached the place we were aiming for. Since it’s one of the biggest publishing company in Indonesia, the office looks really nice. Everyone there was proffesional. I loved being there. While waiting for them preparing the meeting, I even talked to Jerina that if there’s any chance, I wanted to work there.

Well, finally we’re on our meeting with a promotion staff, young nice smart lady was serving us. Jerina presented her company profile and told her company’s offer. That young lady seriously listened to her. In some part they couldn’t understand each other, I would be very happy to connect them. After about an hour, we’re finally done. Each of us was given a cup of nice tea. While enjoying our cup, we talked about everything. That young lady also asked about my education background. I told her about my latest tittle, my 1 month interpreter work, and also my goal to get a fix job soon. Suddenly, Jerina promoted me to the lady from the company. I was a bit shocked.

Jerina: Well, miss, you know, this girl, wida, she’s actually not my interpreter. She’s more like teammate for me, she’s done really well with every job. She’s a good person. Is there any possibilities for someone like her working here?

Young Lady: Um.. of course everyone can work here. But you know, here, we have a policy too..

Jerina: but what? I mean what policy?

Young Lady: It’s actually not my right to say this but since we’re all here talking together, and I know you both are nice, I tell you.. for someone like her, who wears hijab, it will be useless to apply for some position here. Here’s a policy that someone like wida can not join our company.

Jerina: (surprised) What??? Why??? Isn’t it weird??? You also wear er..hijab.. and yet you still work here, so what’s the matter with her? (aiming at me)

Young Lady: Yea, as I told you before, this will be hard to explain, miss. When I first worked here, I didn’t wear hijab, and if now I’m wearing it, it’s not a problem. And it’s absolutely different situation for her.

Jerina: wh.. why... I still don’t understand...

Young Lady: I don’t know. If I’m the one who make the decision, I’d be glad to work with someone like her but, yea, I’m just a staff here.. I’m not frightening her, if she wants to try, please, we’re welcoming every applicant but it will be just useless.. I’m sorry to say..

Jerina: hm.. I’m now confuse..

Me: Jerina, I think I’m quite understanding. You have to know that some company have a different policies and it is really okay with me.

Jerina: I thought.. but.. oh okay.. great...

After that meeting, Jerina still talked to me about the things we talked before with the young lady from the company.

Jerina: I really don’t understand, wida.. I’ve read in many sources that your country is the biggest moslems country in this world. You know, I thought that little thing shouldn’t be a matter here. While we’re in belgium were feeling okay, why a hijab should be an issue here? I don’t get it. You know, you might not work there, but trust me, you’ll gonna find a job that suit you well and has no matter with your er..hijab.

Well, Jerina, I do hope so...

Ps: I didn’t record our conversation and it might not be exactly the same with that but so far I could remember that was how we talk.

Happy Birthday Dina

Seorang teman pernah bertanya di suatu hari yang cerah, "Da, lo pernah nggak sih berantem sama dina? gue liat nggak pernah deh, temenan kan nggak seru da kalo nggak berantem, masa iya bisa lurus-lurus aja gituu". Saya cuma senyum.

Iyaa, postingan kali ini adalah tribute to dina. Jawaban pertanyaan di atas sebenernya simpel, "Because it is her, because she is dina...". Dina itu nggak pernah marah, nggak pernah bilang enggak, bukan karena nggak tegas, tapi karena dia, walaupun nggak bisa, pasti akan nyoba bantu dulu. Dina juga orang paling nyantai yang pernah saya temui. Di saat saya dan yang lain sedang kesal, setres, sedih, dina pasti mengeluarkan jurus andalannya, "yaudah siih..". Kalo udah keluar kata-kata itu, semua seolah tersugesti, yaudaah siih, lalu semuanya jadi baik-baik lagi.
selama berteman, alhamdulilah kami nggak pernah berantem, saya kok ya nggak pernah punya alesan untuk sebel sama dina, tp saya yakin kalo saya sering bikin kesel dina :D

Me and Dina (2007-2011)

2007

2008

2009

2010

2011

Semoga akan ada 2012, 2013, 2014, dan seterusnya, amin..
Sebenernya ini postingan sehubungan dengan ulang tahun Dina ke 23 yang jatuh pada hari ini, jadii...
HAPPY 23rd BIRTHDAY DINA!
I always pray a fully blessed life for you, may you always be surprisingly happy in your every new day, and may we always be friends forever :)

A Blast Wednesday Night

Five hours full of laughter and stories, from Jatinangor-Giggle Box, Bandung-Jatinangor. I guess I'm gonna miss this kind of moment, all the precious moment with my great friends.

Remember, we all stumble, every one of us. That's why it's a comfort to go hand in hand. ~Emily Kimbrough

Only God Knows Why

"...
People don't know about the things I say and do
They don't understand 'bout the shit that I've been through
It's been so long since I've been home
I've been gone, I've been gone for way too long
Maybe I forgot all things I miss
Oh, somehow I know there's more to life than this
I said it too many times
And I still stand firm
You get what you put in
And people get what they deserve
Still I ain't seen mine
No, I ain't seen mine
I've been giving just ain't been gettin'
I've been walking that there line
So I think I'll keep on walking
With my head held high
I'll keep moving on and only God knows why..."

Kid Rock-Only God Knows Why

D'SEIGA

Someone turned to me and asked
"How many friends have you?"
Why 10 or 20 friends I believe
And began to named a few...
A blessed one you are
To have so many friends
But think of what you're saying...
A friend is just not someone
To whom you say "Hello"
A friend is a tender shoulder
On which to softly cry
A well to pour your troubles down
And raise your spirits high
A friend is a hand to pull you up
From darkness and despair...
When all your other "so called" friends
Have helped to put you there
A true friend is an ally
Who can't be moved or bought
A voice to keep your name alive
When others have forgot
But most of all a friend has a true heart
For from the hearts of friends
There comes the greatest love of all!
So think about all this
For every word is true
And once again answer please...
How many friends have you?
After much thought I answered
I really only have just one
"It's You!"
A Friend Is Always Special
Because Friends Love You
Just Because You're You!
(author unknown)

D'Seiga stands for : DuabelasS IIA 3
About Us (taken from D'Seiga's official friendster):
kami :
= sebuah perkumpulan yg terbentuk karena satu kelas pas eSeMA, jd rada kepaksa gitu deh ngbentuknya he,, (main2 woi!!!) =
= ex siswa eSeMA yg setiap hari senin selalu tertib mengikuti upacara bendera, yg setiap hari jumat selalu tertib senam pagi
= 24 cowok najis n 18 cewek kotor (??) yg setiap hari selalu belajar bersama selama 2 tahun di eSeMA 1 cuRup (2004-2006)
= berharap bisa menjadi orang2 yg sukses dan tenar
= ingin tetap menjadi saudara sampai kapanpun, walaupun beda ayah-beda ibu
= bekerjasama satu kelas secara terperinci dan terencana dalam menyelesaikan Ujian Nasional 2006
= saling menyayangi, saling membenci, saling berbagi, dan saling rebutan dalam segala hal
= anti rasisme dan terorisme, pro bgt ma narsisme.. =
= memiliki maskot yg berlidah seperti reptil, sTeVe..
= selalu berdo'a agar bisa masuk sorga///// AMIEN
= diasuh oleh bu Nining (2004-2005) dan pak Dominant (2005-2006)
= menjadi juara umum Liga SMANSA 2005, hwa!!
Kami adalah Kami..
yg akan menyimpan indah semua kenangan atas nama d'seiGa,,,
atau mungkin malah mengendapkannya..
I heart you much D'Seiga
For me friends are like stars,
you cant always see them but they're always there

Where's the spirit :)

Suatu hari pesan dari seorang sahabat paling baik sedunia...

Dia:	Hey hey yg sdh di kosan, lg apa?
Saya:	Lagi berurusan sm debuu 3cm :D
Dia:	Hm.. lg kluar jiwa babunya yaa hm.. semangaat berjuaang!
Saya:	Ah.. ga sopaan, hehe.. baiklah aku akn brjuang dg debu ini :D
Dia:	Hey bkn itu mksud aku, brjuang sm debu si gampang, siram pk air jg ilang, ini maksudnya berjuang untuk beberapa bulan kedepan, kamu pasti bisa! :)
Saya:	*meleleh* makasih :')

She'll Surely Get The Miracle

I saw her today. She was not like the girl I used to see.

I've heard that she's not well these days, so when my friend, Gilang asked me to visit her, I agreed. She's not in her dorm, nor in her home. She's in 'Rumah Sakit Hasan Sadikin'. Me, Gilang, and Nita, a friend too, asked the information centre about where she's exactly. They told us to go to the ICU room. We went to the second floor, looking for ICU room, then find her name in front of a room. The officer told us to wear the coat they provide. The blue coat was just like something I used to see in many movies. I couldnt explain how's my feeling while fixing my body in it.
I saw her. She was laying on the sixth bed. Honestly I was afraid of seeing her. I was afraid that I couldnt stop my tears falling.
There she was... she has been coma for 19 days. I couldnt stand it, she was so pity. I asked a doctor about her case, but I dont get any clear information, they only said that there was viruses in her brain. she was not coma actually, but the medical team made her coma to make her comfort. She'll get convulsion if she's in concsious condition.
I dont like hospital and everything related to it. Today I was in and saw her. Once again, I never imagine that could be happen to her. She was sleeping with the hose around her neck. and infusions on her hands. she was breathing with the ventilator help. God, I thought that those just happen in movies but today, I found it in my real life, and the one who's struggling is her.
I asked the doctor, when will she be back. Then the doctor smile and said, no one knows.
After 30 minutes since I stood near her bed, her brothers and sisters came in. They brought a 'tumpeng'. Apparantly, today was her 22 birthday. Her older sister came near her, held her hands tight, and saying something to her. She's still silent, no response... I couldnt hear what the older sister said but, I guess it was a birthday wishes. I bit my lips hardly, I held it tight. I must not cry there (I was commited). The older sister cried, took the tissue and wiped her tears. Today, in her 22 birthday, she was coma, no one knows about what next to happen but God.
My lips was hurt. I thought I couldnt stay there any longer. Before we went out, her brothers and sisters said, "thankyou for coming, please pray for our little sister, please forgive her mistakes".
God, what was that? I turned around and went crying outside the room.
Well, she's my senior high school friend, We've never been so close, but God, please give her the best.. Amiin..

I Love Them

Sejak beberapa waktu lalu, saya dihinggapi heboh-hebohnya persiapan KKN beberapa teman kosan dan mantan teman kosan saya, bukan hanya itu, saya juga sedang setres-setresnya mengurusi adik saya hingga pulang dan packing barang-barang untuk pindah kosan.

Saya akn muli dari cerita teman kosan saya. Saya adalah tipe mahasiswa yang betah di kosan, jarang pulang ke rumah (yaiyalah, rumahmu jauh wid!). Walaupun nggak dekat dengan semua orang di kosan, tapi sebagian besar lumayan akrab dengan saya, terutama yang dulunya juga sekosan dengan saya. Ceritanya dulu di tahun pertama dan ke dua, saya ngekos di daerah Pangdam, Jatinangor, Alhamdulilah saya dekat sekali dengan semua anak-anak di sana, kami menamai diri 'Jasmine Crew' sesuai dengan nama kosan. Sampai hari ini kami masih solid, masih suka kumpul-kumpul walaupun nggak sering. Di tahun ke dua saya ngekos di Jasmine, masuklah anak-anak baru, angkatan 2007 dari berbagai jurusan. karena di lantai atas saya sendiri yang angkatan 2006, jadilah mereka memanggil saya 'mami' (padahal apa hubungannya cobaa?). Walaupun nggak suka dipanggil mami, saya nggak keberatan selama yang manggil mereka. Usia kami memang beda satu tahunan, tetapi kadang kelakuan saya lebih labil. Banyak kejadian yang kami lewati di Jasmine, semua masih terekam jelas di kepala saya, kadang saya kangeeen banget sama masa-masa kami semua masih satu kosan. Setiap ada masalah, mereka yang pertama ada buat saya. Mereka mungkin tong sampah saya yang unlimited, teman yang bahkan lebih dari kayak pacar, selalu ada buat saya, 24 hours services (kayak band temen saya :D). Waktu kamar saya kemalingan, saya nangis kayak orang setres, mereka nungguin saya, nemenin berjam-jam di kantor polisi. Waktu suatu pagi telapak tangan saya robek kena pecahan gelas dan saya nangis (lagi) nggak bisa apapun karena ketakutan, mereka yang ngeberhihin luka dan membalut luka saya sampai mereka telat ke kampus dan ketinggalan buku di kosan. Dan banyak lagi di waktu-waktu yang lain, mereka selalu jadi first aid buat saya. Kami melewatkan banyak waktu menyenangkan bersama, menonton pertandingan bulutangkis bersama di TV sambil tidur bersama di atas satu karpet, teriak-teriak menyoraki, saling support di setiap ujian, bercerita bersama panjang lebar tanpa beban dan tentu saja saling membantu. Saya paling benci cicak, paling takut cicak, dan mereka adalah orang yang siap membantu mengeluarkan cicak dari kamar saya, meskipun butuh waktu lama dan menguras keringat (saya sangat berterimakasih untuk ini teman). Pernah suatu hari mereka semua panik karena saya dipanggil-panggil namun tidak juga keluar kamar, digedor-gedor juga tidak merespon. Mereka mengira saya kenapa-kenapa di kamar, ternyataa, saya sedang mendengarkan walkman, dan saya baru sadar setelah 1 side kaset habis saya dengarkan, kocak sekali, ketika saya sadar, ramai sekali orang di depan kamar saya. Ah! mereka sudah seperti keluarga buat saya. Sayang sekali, setelah satu tahun bersama, tepatnya memasuki tahun ketiga saya, kami berpencar kosan, sebagian di Simpang Sayang, sebagian di Ciseke, dan sebagian lagi bersama saya di Sukawening. Meskipun berpisah, kami masih punya waktu sesekali berkumpul lengkap dan melakukan hal-hal gila bersama. Itu cerita tentang Jasmine lengkap. Sekarang saya sekosan dengan 3 member Jasmine, dan kami tetap solid, melakukan (lebih) banyak hal gila bersama. Saya akan kangen masa-masa kami bertingkah sangat labil lalu tertawa lepas, atau sekedar duduk dan makan bersama sambil menonton dorama Jepang. Saya akan kangen dianggap sebagai orang yang lebih suhu alias lebih dewasa (mereka bilangnya lebih tuaa) dan dimintai pendapat tentang ini itu sama mereka. Saya akan kangen duduk bareng di sofa depan TV dan curhat-curhat kampus, atau saat kami heboh patungan membeli sayuran dan masak bersama, Ah! akan kangen semuanya.
Ketika saya pertama kali menjadi anak kos, Ibu saya mengingatkan bahwa saya di sini sendirian, bahwa saya harus bertingkah baik dengan teman kosan saya, mereka adalah keluarga saya di sini yang kalau terjadi apa-apa dengan saya, mereka adalah yang pertama yang akan menolong saya, bukan saudara saya di bandung ataupun di jakarta. Dan sekarang saya benar-benar paham maksud Ibu.
selain itu juga, Ibu kos saya sekarang sangatlah baik, kami semua seringkali bon sarapan, bon cuci selimut, sepatu, dan lain-lain. Ibu juga sering mengingatkan kami mengenai hal-hal penting. setiap malam, saat orang-orang seusianya sudah tidur, Ibu (begitu saya memanggil Ibu kos saya) malah masih patroli memastikan pintu-pintu sudah terkunci dan tidak ada yang mencurigakan. Ketika saya sakit parah nggak bisa bangun, Ibu yang membuatkan bubur untuk saya, ketika saya harus pergi subuh KKN, Ibu yang menyiapkan sarapan dan ojeg. Setiap bulan puasa, saya akan kangen suara Ibu yang membangunkan saya "neng, neng wida, sahur neng..", dan lalu saya dengan mata setengah terpejam akan menuju Ibu, mengambil makanan. Pernah suatu ketika jempol kanan saya bengkak terkilir saat main basket. Makin lama makin bengkak dan berwarna biru, akhirnya bisa sembuh diurut Ibu, Ah! terimakasih Ibu.
Well, semuanya terasa sangat lancar hingga hari ini, hari ini saya harus pindah kosan, ke kosan bulanan di daerah Cibeusi. Sebenarnya saya sudah packing sejak hampir seminggu yang lalu, tp entah kenapa perasaan saya baru hancur hari ini ^_^
Hari ini barang-barang saya akan diangkut ke kosan baru, berat sekali meninggalkan semua yang ada di sini walaupun mau tidak mau saya pasti pindah, hanya masalah waktu. Saya makin nyesek ketika mereka (anak-anak jasmine) berangkat KKN tadi pagi, saya beberapa hari ini sibuk membantu mereka packing dan menyiapkan segala kebutuhan KKN, ah entah bagaimana jadinya sebulan ini tanpa mereka, hehe..
Besok, saya akan sudah tinggal di kosan baru, dengan orang-orang baru juga, semoga semuanya lancar..
Terimakasih Jasmine Crew, terimakasih Ibu kosan, semoga Allah membalas kebaiakan kalian, amin.. I love you all..

Jasmine Crew

Ibu Kosan

Unforgettable Obake Matsuri

well, last sunday, I went to a japanese festival, Obake Matsuri by department of japan literature in my campuss. It was totally fun, for the first time in my life I did really enjoy the festival.
I woke up early that day, I was really intersted by that event. I've made an appointment with my friends, dina, bamby, douglas, masanto, and lala on 1 pm at FISIP. On a half pass 12, bamby texted me "Buketu,cosplay2an yuk,aq bwa kostum2 lho. ayo2.."
whoa, I was so curious what costumes did he bought. well, finally I went to that event wearing a vampire knights blazer (I dont know who's vampire knights actually but, I just wore the blazer :D).
our first destination there was Obake house (it's a japanese haunted house), but unfortunately, we were failed to get the queue. then we bought and ate some japanese food, Oishii nee (oishi means delicious). I like the okonomiyaki best, the octopus part was so yummy.
beside that, the best part of Obake Matsuri is cosplay competition, cosplay is an art where the artist wear some costumes following an anime character, a movie character, and other character in japanese customes. I loved the competitors' art. they're all total. I wore a vampire knights blazer borrowed by bamby, douglas wore the death note jacket, masanto wore the prince of tennis jacket, and bamby, I'm not really sure whay he wore, but he looked like someone in Naruto's stories :D
I was so happy that I could see many people wore the same costume as me, and I could take some photo with them.
we're still there untill the night. we wanted to see hanabi (hanabi means fireworks). well, because the hanabi would be shown after 9 pm, we decided to cancel it because we were damn hungry that time.
at 8 pm, we were out from the event. then we go to 'Refresh', a simple cafe around our campuss, then had an lately dinner.
that was totally fun my dear friends.. thankyou bamby-kun (see bamb, as you wished, I really make it BIG :D) for the blazer and for taking my photos.
well, when I was with my beloved friends, I felt like there's no burdens in my head, nothing's bothering me. I could be relax and glad, atashi no tomodachi wa kakkoi ne, hontouni arigatou minna :)

taking pictures with everyone who wore the same costume as me, thankyou bamby :D

bamby with monster-is-not-so-familiar-for-me :D

waited for hanabi but we couldnt make it, but it didnt matter, thanks opung..
Bamby was really interested to find anyone who wore the same costume as us, look, masanto took a picture with someone-he-dont-know but wore the prince of tennis jacket too, kawaiii :)
Dina and the 1st champion of cosplay competition, she wore a very pretty kimono
I dont have any idea about this one ;p

Patience or Stupidity?

I've just browsed on my twitter account and found a senior, kak Iip tweet a quote, and then my head was twisting for some minutes, here's the quote:
There's a thin line between patience and stupidity

Well, that means, I've been so stupid these time. Okay, every tomorrow could be a new start. I'll stop being stupidly patience. This is a fault that I often did in my entire life.
Latest, I've almost spent my whole time thinking about a person, just call this person X (I'll always love X as an initial, isnt it mysterious :D). I even did many stupid things for X, but what I've got? X even never says 'thanks' for everything I did for X.
X tells me manythings and I'll make sure that everything will be just alright, but X never at once asks me whether I'm okay. Ah, I never realized that I've did a mess untill a friend of mine asked me "Aren't you tired?".wohoo, that time I directly woke up, okay, I have to stop here before it's going further. Honestly I am too tired. I don't mind being friends with anykind of person, but you know, having a friend like X is a bit hard, for now I still can smile although my heart is upset. I was thinking that's what friends are for, but now I realize that being too nice is naive, my lovely friends :)
well, knowing someone isn't about just wearing him/her. Everything is about 'take' and 'give'. Now you may just 'take' but believe me it won't last my friends. If you like to share, there's also time you need to listen, no this is not about love. Love is another case, friendship is how you love wihthout purpose, and it will be naturally 'take' and 'give' :)
have a nice long weekend amigos!

night @ pvj with some besties (thankyou andri for the photos)

Moodbooster

Hola Amigos, today is such a blessed day. I felt so grateful that everything turned out good enough and perfectly ended.
Saya bangun pagi dibangunin sama thita, teman depan kamar kosan saya. Bangun2 saya langsung beres2 kamar dan nyalain oDell, mendengarkan musik di pagi hari membuat mood saya bagus. Kamar rapi dan bersih saya berniat ngeprint bahan untuk bimbingan saya, tapi tiba2 ponsel saya bunyi, nama di layar langsung membuat saya semangat, hehe.. thankyou for you who was calling me, you are really my moodbooster today. Senang sekali disemangati bikin skripsi, pagi2 udah disemangatin membuat saya bahkan masih semangat aja sampai malam ini, wohoo, sering2 saja.
oke, terimakasih teman, ya orang ini teman saya. Teman saya satu ini selalu minta saya pulang dan kerja di kampung halaman setelah lulus, saya cuma jawab, semoga.. semoga saya diberikan pekerjaan yang layak di tempat yang layak juga dimanapun itu, amin.
kenapa dia moodbooster saya hari ini, hm.. I may say that I'm so glad I have this person, saya butuh suntikan semangat tiba2 orang ini menyemangati, that person's voice sounded really soft, that person only said, "yang semangat ngerjain skripsinya, buruan lulus, pulang". but it was electrified me just like a high power, langsung semangat gitu saya ngeprint dan ke kampus, hontouni arigatou ne :)
Di kampus bertemu pembimbing pertama, mengobrol, bertemu teman2 yang udah ACC bab 5, senang sekali, saya juga pasti bisaa, secepatnya, amiin..
Pulang kampus makan siang spicy salmon rolls sushi di jatos, akhirnya setelah lama ngidam, hehe.. pulang ke kosan terus jam 5 ke kickers, menonton semi final turnamen futsal yang diadain anak Administasi Negara, HI vs Agronomi. pertandingan yang menegangkan, babak pertama terlewati tanpa 1 skor pun, kedua tim sama bagusnya. babak kedua pada akhirnya dikuasai tim HI dengan 3-0. permainannya seru, wasit sempat mengeluarkan kartu merah, banyak tim lawan yang protes, tapi itu bukan urusan saya, saya cuma menonton dan senang HI lolos ke final. Pertandingan berakhir dengan suasana agak 'hot' hehe.. saya jadi mikir betapa kerennya atlit olahraga yang main di tim. pertama harus berkoordinasi dengan baik, kemudian selain tetap harus bermain semaksimal mungkin, harus juga bisa memback-up teman yang permainannya sedang tidak full, nggak boleh marah2, meskipun teman satu tim ada yang bermain tidak memuaskan, atau bahkan meski kita sedang tidak 'total', tetap harus bisa menjaga emosi, dan mempertahankan koordinasi. Oke, selamat kepada tim HI yang lolos ke Final, semoga JUARA nantinya, amiin ya Allah..
Que tenga un buen dia amigos :)

Making a Worth Time

Another week has just passed, another story has begun..
I've been trying so damn hard to make my mind up, yes, it's all not about you anymore, I understand "when you let down by a friend, leave her/him alone. s/he does not deserve to be your friend"
I've tried to make my time worth and balanced, friends, families, and futures, is it possible?

Minggu yang baru saja lewat ini, dihabiskan dengan browsing, masak, baca, skripsi, tutorial, futsal, pengajian angkatan dan main bersama teman2, waktu2 di tahun terakhir kuliah ini sangat berharga, you wont be able to turn back time, so make it worth dearies :)
minggu ini adalah futsal terakhir saya di pekan olahraga angkatan (Porang) HI Unpad 2009, oh I'll miss the ball, tahun depan udah nggak bisa ikut porang lagi, amin..

with all the supporters after match

Kick the ball!

full team 06 vs 09

akan kangen melewati pertandingan2 futsal sm kalian :)

minggu, tepatnya tadi pagi juga 2006 baru saja menyelesaikan pertandingan sepakbola terakhir di porang 2009 ini, saya tadi juga pergi menonton, ah.. tahun depan mana ada yg begini..

look! wasnt it beautiful? the mountain was just like a water painting in the sky, subhanallah (view di sekitar lapangan bola ikopin)

rumput di lapangan nggak nanggung tingginya, udah kayak di sawah ;)

gotchaa, ada serumpun bunga matahari di lapangan bolanya :D

view di sebelah kana tribun, bagus ya..

I'm gonna miss this match

best wishes for 2006

2006

well, I'm wishing everyone a good week, keep moving on! Ganbatte ne~

(I wish) My Last Year

we learned together to love our job

let's go to 'Dakken' once more mates :)

we couldnt make it to 'Rumah Sosis' but 'se7en' was enough since we're together :)

time's running out and one of us has been leaving

dont you miss Keyla? that brillian kid :p

we were even gangsters :D

we're tired of our make up but we spent that night together

let's do that silly pose again :D

happy to se you teenagers ;)

I love you full dear jasmine crews :)

with all those ITB'ers, the future engineers

we were so cute in those Yukata :p

I miss the time we mad 'Majalah Dinding' infokomers

I was mad because of Symphonesia 2008, but thanks God you're all with me :)

we are the research department

we were the IR journalists :D

look what we were in our first year :))

Bali was a great experience with La Via Campesina, VIVA Campesina :D

A year ago acting such idiots at ITB :p

hey, I'm just wondering of something this early morning.. when I've just woken up from my short sleep, I suddenly looked at the calendar and realize that this is (should be) my last semester in university. This means I will soon graduate, no longer trouble my parents and can live independently. but on the other hand, I am sad to part with my friends on campus. four years is not a long time but more than enough to know close to the campus and its contents. well, I'm not even good in saying such a parting words though I've experienced it manytimes. it's not like I'm dying without my friends, no.. me and my friends will absolutely have our own way, we'll be totally part when we've had our own life. my future is not depend on them and theirs arent depend on me too. then why do we have to be closed in these last months? it's not because I have no choice, no.. it's just because I dont need any reasons to have friends and so I dont need any reasons to leave anyone but let's stay close these last months :)

*To have a friend, be a friend.