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Ribut

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Fri, 20 Jan 2012 03:04:00 +0000

Dari kemarin-kemarin semuanya ribut masalah SOPA - PIPA, tau kan apa itu? Ya googling aja.hehe

Pagi ini buka laptop udah rame lagi masalah Megaupload yang situsnya down yang karena blahblablalha... cari aja di google, malas saya jelasinnya. Hidupku sudah banyak ujian, males mikirin ginian hahaha *ignorant. Sepertinya SOPA - PIPA ini gak perlu, toh tanpa 'mereka' buktinya Megaupload sudah bisa di'down'kan dengan 'alat' yang sudah ada oleh aparat berwenang (re: FBI), sigh.

Ya udahlah, dunia ini banyak konspirasi yang kita semua tidak ketahui, nikmati saja hidup ini, biarkan saja mereka yang sibuk dengan dunia ini ribut sendiri membikin aturan ini itu yang pasti demi ini itu juga. Toh bagi kita hidup di dunia ini cuma mampir, jadi terserah bagi mereka mau bikin aturan sesuka mereka. Hahaha.. Mungkini ini tanda-tanda dari datangnya 21 Desember 2012 ya? haha apalagi ini. yeah.. WTF

Lost Generation

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Sun, 08 Jan 2012 05:51:00 +0000

by Jonathan Reed

I am part of a lost generation

and I refuse to believe that

I can change the world

I realize this may be a shock but

“Happiness comes from within.”

is a lie, and

“Money will make me happy.”

So in 30 years I will tell my children

they are not the most important thing in my life

My employer will know that

I have my priorities straight because

work

is more important than

family

I tell you this

Once upon a time

Families stayed together

but this will not be true in my era

This is a quick fix society

Experts tell me

30 years from now, I will be celebrating the 10th anniversary of my divorce

I do not concede that

I will live in a country of my own making

In the future

Environmental destruction will be the norm

No longer can it be said that

My peers and I care about this earth

It will be evident that

My generation is apathetic and lethargic

It is foolish to presume that

There is hope.

And all of this will come true unless we choose to reverse it.

p.s. baca puisinya dari bawah ke atas untuk happy ending :)

Ini Kapan Selesainya?

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 08:27:00 +0000

Hai haloo, Assalamu'alaikum...

Ini postingan pertama di 2012, hehe lama juga ya ndak nulis lagi. Produktifitas menulis turun.

Padahal temen udah ada yang nulis novel. Hahah.

Yang mau kutulis ini bukannya mau mengeluh, cuma sedikit gregetan aja. Kerjaan di organisasi belum kelar-kelar juga. Padahal testing alat dan jaringan buat di Plasa Mahasiswa udah clear. Sekarang tinggal nunggu konfirmasi dari pihak provider. Padahal regsitrasi udah mulai tanggal 12 Desember kemarin, ya emang kata mbak-nya sih sekitar 3-4 minggu soalnya harus pasang line baru dan itu ternyata nunggu dari pihak Telkom juga, sigh...

Yang ditakutin lagi ini entar belum selesai pas udah deket ujian.. sok alesan aja biar ujian gak keganggu padahal biar bisa langsung pulang pas liburan habis ujian.. hahah. Gara-gara ini juga tawaran-tawaran kepanitiaan acara di kampus saya tolak meski ada satu yang saya terima kemarin itu.

Selain itu padahal mau nulis ini itu terkait ini semua, tapi takutnya entar riya' jadinya mending gausah deh... haha. Tapi dari contoh Rasul .saw kan gapapa menceritakan keadaan diri sendiri jika bisa memberi contoh yang baik ke lainnya (kayak udah berbuat bener aja ngomong kayak gini).

Baidewei, hari ini kepanasan bok jalan ke kampus terus ke swalayan buat ambil duit di ATM.. kaget juga isinya banyak, jarang-jarang isi kartu Mandiri saya kayak begini. Ternyata iya juga ini uang buat gantiin kameranya Ica -___- *curcol.

Oiya, ada satu pelajaran nih mengenai jabatan. Apa hubungannya? Ya kan kita semua pemimpin paling tidak bagi diri sendiri, hehe. Dan ini juga gara-gara tadi baca berita tentang anggaran toilet gedung DPR yang sebesar 2 M. Ada satu hadits dari Rasul. saw bunyinya begini,

"...sesungguhnya jabatan itu adalah amanah, dan pada hari Kiamat ia menjadi kehinaan dan penyesalan, kecuali bagi seseorang yang mengambil amanah itu dengan haknya, dan menjalankan kewajibannya di dalamnya." (HR Muslim)

Nah, begitulah, maksudnya jika diberi kepercayaan untuk memegang amanah ya tolong dikerjakan dengan penuh tanggung jawab... begitu, jika merasa tidak ada orang lain yang lebih pantas untuk diberi amanah, boleh lah kita mengajukan diri, tapi jika ada yang lebih baik dari kita haram hukumnya meminta diserahi amanah dan memang pada dasarnya meminta jabatan itu haram, kecuali jika kita ditunjuk.. hehe.

Yak, kembali ke pemasangan internet tadi. Semoga cepet kelar dan bisa segera ~~pulang ke Malang~~ dirasakan manfaatnya oleh umat (re: mahasiswa). Ujian juga lancar jaya, dosennya baik-baik, dan segera full speed meraih impian.. hahah.

Sekian dulu yes, wassalamu'alaikum.. :D

Thanks For Your Time

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Fri, 09 Dec 2011 02:41:00 +0000

It had been some time since Abdullah had seen the old man. College, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Abdullah moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Abdullah had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.

Over the phone, his mother told him, “Mr. Bashir died last night. The funeral is Wednesday.”

Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.

“Abdullah, did you hear me?”

“Oh sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It’s been so long since I thought of him. I’m sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago,” Abdullah said.

“Well, he didn’t forget you. Every time I saw him he’d ask how you were doing. He’d reminisce about the many days you spent over ‘his side of the fence’ as he put it,” Mom told him.

“I loved that old house he lived in,” Abdullah said.

“You know, Abdullah, after your father died, Mr. Bashir stepped in to make sure you had a man’s influence in your life,” she said.

“He’s the one who taught me carpentry,” he said. “I wouldn’t be in this business if it weren’t for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things… Mom, I’ll be there for the funeral,” Abdullah said.

As busy as he was, he kept his word. Abdullah caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Bashir’s funeral was small. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.

The night before he had to return home, Abdullah and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time.

Standing in the doorway, Abdullah paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time.

The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture… Abdullah stopped suddenly.

“What’s wrong, Abdullah?” his Mom asked.

“The box is gone,” he said.

“What box?” Mom asked.

“There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he’d ever tell me was ‘one of the things I value most,’” Abdullah said.

It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Abdullah remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Bashir family had taken it.

“Now I’ll never know what was so valuable to him,” Abdullah said. “I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom.”

It had been about two weeks since Mr. Bashir died. Returning home from work one day Abdullah discovered a note in his mailbox. “Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days,” the note read.

Early the next day Abdullah retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention.

“Mr. Haroon Bashir” it read.

Abdullah took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Abdullah’s hands shook as he read the note inside.

“Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Abdullah Ahmed. It’s one of the things I valued most in my life.” A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Abdullah carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch.

Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved:

“Abdullah, Thanks for your time! -Haroon Bashir.”

“One of the things he valued most…was…my time.”

Abdullah held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. “Why?” Janet, his assistant asked.

“I need some time to spend with my son,” he said. “Oh, by the way, Janet… thanks for your time!”

source: islamicthinking

stay hungry, stay foolish..

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Tue, 06 Dec 2011 14:55:00 +0000

"I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.

I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:

Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.

Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something - your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

My second story is about love and loss.

I was lucky - I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation - the Macintosh - a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me - I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I retuned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.

I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.

My third story is about death.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything - all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.

This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

Thank you all very much."

Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005

Kiseki

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Sun, 04 Dec 2011 09:53:00 +0000

by: GReeeeN

明日、今日よりも好きになれる　溢れる想いが止まらない
今もこんなに好きでいるのに　言葉に出来ない

君のくれた日々が積み重なり　過ぎ去った日々2人歩いた『軌跡』
僕らの出逢いがもし偶然ならば?　運命ならば?
君に巡り合えた　それって『奇跡』

2人寄り添って歩いて　常の愛を形にして
いつまでも君の横で　笑っていたくて
アリガトウや　Ah　愛してるじゃまだ足りないけど
せめて言わせて　「幸せです」と

いつも君の右の手の平を　ただ僕の左の手の平が
そっと包んでくそれだけで　ただ愛を感じていた

日々の中で　小さな幸せ　見つけ重ね　ゆっくり歩いた『軌跡』
僕らの出会いは大きな世界で　小さな出来事
巡り合えた　それって『奇跡』

うまく行かない日だって　2人で居れば晴れだって!
強がりや寂しさも　忘れられるから
僕は君でなら　僕で居れるから!
だからいつも　そばにいてよ　『愛しい君へ』

2人フザけあった帰り道　それも大切な僕らの日々
「想いよ届け!!!」と伝えた時に　初めて見せた表情の君
少し間が空いて　君がうなずいて　僕らの心　満たされてく愛で
ぼくらまだ旅の途中で　またこれから先も
何十年続いていけるような未来へ

例えばほら　明日を見失いそうに　僕らなったとしても、、、

うまく行かない日だって　2人で居れば晴れだって!
喜びや悲しみも　全て分け合える
君がいるから　生きていけるから!
だからいつも　そばにいてよ　『愛しい君へ』　最後の一秒まで

明日、今日より笑顔になれる　君がいるだけで　そう思えるから
何十年　何百年　何千年　時を超えよう　君を愛してる

Things To Tell Our Grandchildren

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Wed, 23 Nov 2011 09:42:00 +0000

(the source of image)

hahahaha.... surely I lived on that age and insyaAllah I will tell my grandchildren.

- Google was invented in 1998, me? I was ~~invented~~ born in 1991!

- Smartphone? oh come on, starting from Symbian, Windows OS, BlackBerry, iPhone and then Android? Those all discussed in my 3-weekly game magazine.

- About non-wireless and non-cordless generation, we still use it and it's about to die.. everything will be wireless and cordless.

- 150 Pokemon, yep.. the first time I played was Pokemon Yellow, only 150 Pokemon. That was the first generation. At this time, 2011, this marvelous franchise has reached generation 5 and has 649 Pokemon. Just how many more until I have grandchildren? hahah..

- I lived in PlayStation and Xbox first generation. I have those -__- the first thing ~~I have~~ my dad gave was Nintendo Entertainment System, gradually changed into Sega Mega Drive 2, PlayStation 1, PlayStation 2, and PlayStation 3. Maybe someday I will buy Xbox franchise.. hehe

- Compact Disc? All the happiness-pleasure things is (was) in that thing.

- Hahaha... that block-thing. Let's build a robot! Quite painful when you step on it.

- and the last, I was born in another millennium.

Angry

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Sun, 20 Nov 2011 01:37:00 +0000

Marah kepada diri sendiri. Kualitas menurun, gak belajar banyak sampai tengah semester ini, ujian belum siap, banyak kegiatan, gak bisa bagi waktu, ya menyebalkan sekali. Bingung mau belajar darimana. Penyakit malas makin menjadi-jadi, entah perlu apa agar semangat belajar. Jujur, sampai detik ini, sampai semseter ini, aku belum pernah serius, belum pernah maksimal selama menjalani kuliah. Yang bikin males belajar adalah gak suka mata kuliahnya (yaiyalah). Udah gitu 2 dosen ngeselin, grr... Ya, gak perlu nyalahin orang lain, keadaaan atau yang lainnya, yang perlu disalahkan adalah diri sendiri yang gak maksimal dalam belajar.

17 Tahun - 11 11 11

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Thu, 10 Nov 2011 23:00:00 +0000

Apa yang ada di benak kalian tentang 17 tahun? Sweet seventeen? Merasa ada sesuatu yang harus bisa dikenang di umur segitu? Mulai punya ~~utang~~ pacar? Mulai berani nantangin preman bercodet? Udah bisa bikin KTP? Pesta ulang tahun yang lebih dari biasanya seperti makan kue-tart-berlapis-kecap-di-atas-genteng?

Intinya sama, kalian ingin sesuatu yang lebih dari biasanya yang bisa dikenang. Jadi mengenang masa muda hehe..

Sama dengan sweet 17, hari ini hari bagus karena tanggalnya bagus, hari Jumat tanggal 11 bulan 11 dan tahun 11 (+2000), nice! ~~Jadian yuk!~~ Sama seperti tahun-tahun yang lalu, ketika ada tanggal bagus banyak orang melakukan hal yang bisa dikenang. Setidaknya untuk formalitas update status fesbuk seperti, "11-11-11, tanggal bagus, bayar utang lo woi!", atau "wow tanggalnya cantik, cuma ada xxxxxx tahun sekali", atau malah ada yang kelihatan madesu "nothing special in 11-11-11", ada yang lebih madesu seperti "sudah jam 2.45 tapi tugas belum selesai juga. ya ampun.."

Itu yang paling mudah, yang paling rumit seperti tanggal untuk nikah, melahirkan baby, mandi pagi (yang jarang mandi), kencan, makan enak (bagi mahasiswa), dan sebagainya.

Apa yang ingin saya sampaikan? Ya, hari seperti ini cuma datang sekali seumur hidup, itu yang semua orang sadari dan yang saya sadari ketika beranjak 17 tahun sekitar 1 tahun yang lalu (boong banget), ketika saya mulai menjejakkan kaki di bumi untuk tahun ke-17. Semua orang beranggapan ini akan menjadi masa yang indah dengan banyak hal yang akan kau dapat. Tapi itu semua tidak berlaku untukku (nangis mojok) bahkan orang tua aja lupa kalau aku ulang tahun sampai ingatnya karena ada teman yang titip salam lewat ayah.

Yang saya sadari adalah, karena sesuatu yang umum dan yang biasanya didapat orang tidak akan berlaku pada diri ini, maka saya harus bertindak, melakukan sesuatu yang bisa dikenang. Dapat kado yang "wah" itu gak mungkin, dapat ucapan selamat dari teman sebangku itu gak mungkin, dapat cewek yang lo taksir jelas gak mungkin, dan lain-lain. Ini bukan lagi masalah "masa yang indah dengan banyak hal yang akan kau dapat dan kau kenang", tapi "dengan masa indah ini apa yang bisa kau perbuat agar banyak yang kau dapat dan bisa kau kenang?" hahaha sok bijak ye.. Ya memang itu, karena saya sadar tidak akan dapat sesuatu yang indah seperti orang lain dapat maka saya putuskan melakukan sesuatu yang bermanfaat, yang membawa kebaikan dan harus membawa perubahan pada umur 17 tahun tersebut yang kelak bisa saya kenang sendiri.

Intinya adalah, ini hari spesial, lakukan sesuatu yang bermanfaat, lakukan sesuatu yang lebih dari biasanya. Paling tidak mulai dari semangat. Bersemangatlah karena hari ini hanya datang sekali. Bersemangatlah untuk melakukan hal yang bermanfaat dan membawa kebaikan. Bersemangatlah untuk bangun pagi. Bersemangatlah untuk mengerjakan tugas-tugas yang tertunda. Bersemangatlah untuk tidak telat masuk kelas. Bersemangatlah untuk menghadapi ujian. Bersemangatlah untuk menyelesaikan berbagai urusan. Bersemangatlah untuk menyapa teman-teman :)

Wal 'asr.

Jadi, lakukanlah hal-hal yang bermanfaat agar kelak bisa kau kenang dan tidak menyia-nyiakan hari yang spesial ini. Kitalah yang menentukan apakah hari ini spesial atau tidak, jika kita beranggapan ini hari yang biasa-biasa saja maka semuanya akan biasa-biasa saja. Bagaimana agar hari ini spesial? Jadilah orang yang lebih baik dari sebelumnya, meski agama kita menyuruh kita setiap hari untuk menjadi orang yang lebih baik dalam urusan duniawi maupun ukhrawi. Tapi setidaknya dengan hari atau masa yang spesial ini ada semangat tersendiri untuk menjadi orang yang lebih baik. Seperti yang di atas, lakukan sesuatu yang kelak kau akan berterima kasih karena telah melakukannya sekarang (medadak serius begini haha..)

Ya itu aja sih, kok rasanya masih ada yang kurang, rasanya ada yang belum tersampaikan.. haha paling-paling ada curcol-an yang kelewat.

Oke, udahan dulu ya.. bentar lagi ada kuliah. See you. Wassalamu'alaykum w w

*updated 12 November
Oiya, ini nih yang kumaksud.
Jangan tunggu sesuatu yang spesial terjadi, tapi buatlah sesuatu yang spesial terjadi.. hehe :D

Blogspot -> Google Plus

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Tue, 01 Nov 2011 14:16:00 +0000

-muter playlist instrumen pengobar semangat- *gak nyambung

Awalnya saya cuma mau iseng-iseng nulis. Judulnya "Males Nulis", ya emang lagi males nulis. Sebenarnya banyak bahan yang mau ditulis, banyak ide nongol, apalagi banyak hal-hal bodoh di sekitar saya. Jadinya ya gak aku tulis, tapi akhirnya nulis juga *apasih. Rencananya tadi apa ya isinya mau nulis pake judul "Males Nulis"? ==' Yaudah lanjut. Cekibrot...

Oiya, hari ini tadi kuliah Public Finance, Intermediate Accounting, Microeconomics *penting

Nah kan ceritanya mau nulis dengan judul yang sudah disebut di atas (capek nyebut lagi, yang baca juga bosen). Akhirnya malah kepikiran nulis ini... soalnya pas mau nulis judul di atas tiba-tiba, ujug-ujug, ada notif dari paman blogger. Apa coba? Bukan, bukan voucher makan gratis di hokben, atau pengumuman voting komodo yang cuma 1 perak.

Pengumumannya blog ini bisa disambung ke Google Plus. Tadaaaa..... berhubung saya juga punya Google Plus (lebih tepatnya yang tak terawat, asal punya ==) jadi langsung aja disambung.

-btw playlist udah ganti ke lagu-lagu buat nglembur-

Ini gambarnya... biar gak dikatain hoax.

Setelah tersambung, re-login lagi dan tadaaaaa.... seperti gambar di bawah.

(kok malah kayak postingan tutorial.. udah gitu lama-lama postingan isinya ga ada yang mutu ya? -,-)

Foto profil blogger saya yang lagi di vila teman di Batu udah berubah jadi foto profil yang saya pasang di G+ (pose standar dengan senyum agak maksa dengan tangan berpose 'peace' ==').

Ya gitu aja sih, cuma pengen share hal gak penting ini. Hahaha.... untung-untung bisa dipamerin ke temen-temen yang blognya pake wordpress, multiply, atau lainnya :p

Baiklah, selamat beraktivitas teman-teman. Selamat tanggal 1 November, selamat hari Selasa, selamat besok insyaAllah chapter baru One Piece rilis, selamat sebentar lagi UTS.

Semuanya patut disyukuri. I loooooove this life :D

Besok masih Rabu, kuliah lagi. Jangan mikirin weekend terus, weekend tiada artinya jika weekdays kita tidak diisi dengan hal yang bermanfaat dan berkesan. *tsaah...

baidewei saya barusan jalan-jalan ke blognya mbak Myrna, ini blognya kalau mau berkunjung :p *random

Oke, wassalam~ :D

Study

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Thu, 20 Oct 2011 17:44:00 +0000

Well, believe it or not, I still want to study about psychology and neuroscience. Just don't give up on dream :')
I love to study human's behavior. Don't ask me what the connection is with neuroscience. I just like it. Haha..

Curhat

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Sun, 16 Oct 2011 10:53:00 +0000

Bukan apa-apa, cuma banyak tugas (tugas kuliah seabrek dan gak manusiawi wajar kan) dan hal-hal lain yang numpuk jadi satu waktu. Gak, gak akan saya jabarkan apa aja, gak mau pamer tugas (yang ada juga ogah yang baca). Lagian saya bukan tipe orang yang mengeluh *tsah.. Gak penting banget ya post kali ini. Gini doang... hahahah.

Baru pulang dari acara di kampus, si temen liat tivi saya nyimak sebentar karena bahas mahasiswa yang udah jelas biayanya makin gak bener. Speaking of this, pendidikan sekarang makin dikomersilkan. Mulai dari ide gila tentang UU BHP yang alhamdulillah gak jadi disahkan (makasih paman-paman di MK) dan macem-macem lainnya. Ibarat pendidikan barang dagangan yang harus ini itu.

Jadi bahas ngalor ngidul ya.. akhirnya saya mandi biar harum semerbak nan mewangi. Eh sebelum mandi nyalain lepy dulu ding buat donlot (unduh *halah) one piece episode 519 terus ditinggal mandi. Selesai mandi terus madep depan lepy sambil nunggu maghrib terus iseng nulis post ini =='a.

Saya hanya merasa ada sesuatu yang harus saya lakukan tapi gak tahu darimana. Saya punya mimpi yang besar tapi rasanya ada yang mengganjal di ~~pantat~~ hati. Karena mungkin salah satunya saya akui dan saya sadari kreatifitas dan cara berpikir kritis saya sepertinya dari yang gak tajam makin tumpul. Kedua, ah udah lah, bubar yuk...

Wassalam~

Hari Sabtu

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Sat, 08 Oct 2011 12:06:00 +0000

Ya, hari Sabtu. Dari dulu memang suka aja hari Sabtu. Ada feelnya tersendiri, ada warnanya tersendiri, suasananya, siang, musik, depan rumah Odie, langit, pohon, haha lagi-lagi random. Mungkin karena besoknya Minggu dan dulu pas masih kecil memang yang ditunggu hari Minggu, jatah mantengin tivi sampe siang hehe.

Post kali ini memang mau cerita sedikit tentang buku diary BEM di sekretariat. Kebetulan piket pas hari sabtu. Tapi berhubung yang mau diceritakan itu tadi aku foto pake kamera hape tapi mendadak kabel data hape gatau kemana. Yaudah post nya ga ada gambarnya, padahal itu poin utamanya. Padahal sampai diketawain pake acara nge-fotoin hal begituan.

Foto pertama itu sebenernya cover diary BEM kita. Tempat curcolan masalah piketan bagi yang bertugas pas piket. Bukan curhatan pribadi -___- dan foto kedua itu tulisan dari mbak Yara yang kebetulan departemen kita tadi giliran piketnya barengan..

Sebenaranya, foto ketiga itu yang memotivasi bikin tulisan ini. Dan yak, apa coba? Di halaman setelah tulisan mbak Yara, cuma ditempel semacam kartu nama, jangankan kartu nama orang, ini semacam kartu nama tempat pijat. Dan aku diketawain, kurang kerjaan foto-in beginian -____- Ya, nama tempat pijatnya "Prima Bugar", dengan font warna merah yang menantang dan berbagai pilihan 'menu' pijat. Ga ada yang aneh sebenarnya, yang bikin aneh entah apa yang ada di pikiran orang yang menempel 'kartu nama' ini di diary -,- ternyata dia lebih kurang kerjaan daripada saya. Ah sayang gak bisa pamer gambarnya haha.

Sepulang piket, sore-sore sambil nunggu maghrib, rebahan bentar... entah kenapa mendadak rasanya capek dan males.. padahal seharian juga gak ngapa-ngapain, ditambah lagi pening rasanya kepala ini. Yaudin, sebentar lagi juga habis Isya' mau ke Farewell Party di kampus, acara kecil-kecilan pelepasan kakak kelas tingkat akhir. Acara punya jurusan kita aja, bukan sekampus.

Oke, see you later.. happy weekend. wassalam~

Wise-Cool

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Tue, 20 Sep 2011 04:24:00 +0000

Aku ambil dari Facebook Pak Mario.. keren sekali kata-katanya..

Pak Mario, siapa yang lebih berbahaya, orang kafir atau munafik?

Orang yang kafir lebih 'aman', karena segera kita ketahui dan kita cegah dari menjadi orang kepercayaan atau pemimpin.

Yang jauh lebih berbahaya adalah orang yang mengambil penampilan dan cara bicara seperti orang beriman, tapi yang aslinya adalah pendusta yang menyadap keuntungan dari kepercayaan orang baik yang lugu.

Maka janganlah hanya berfokus pada penampilan.

Bangsa ini membutuhkan keluhuran budi.

Mario Teguh

Such is this world…

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Thu, 15 Sep 2011 15:32:00 +0000

A lion dies in the wilderness of hunger
While the sheep is ravaged by canines
And a slave may sleep on sheets of silk
While a nobleman on dust reclines
—

Imam Al Shafi’i translated by Ammar Al Shukry

The Bees

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Fri, 09 Sep 2011 08:49:00 +0000

Amina is not feeling very well today. She has caught a cold and she coughs. Mummy tells her: “What you need is a nice hot drink with honey. Let’s go and buy some honey, and you’ll see your cough will get better insha Allah.”

Amina and her mother go out to the supermarket. They stop in front of the shelf where the honey is.

“Oh, Mummy, there are all sorts of different colours!”Amina says excitedly. “Look, this honey is almost white, and this one is golden, and that one over there is brownish.”

“Yes, Amina”, her mum answers. “They are different sorts of honey. There’s clover honey, lavender honey, eucalyptus honey… and mixed wildflower honey.”

“But then, does honey come from flowers?”Amina asks.

“Come on, you know it doesn’t!” her Mum answers. “You know bees make honey. The bees fly from flower to flower to collect a fine powder called pollen and a liquid called nectar. And then they make the honey with their bodies. Since there are different sorts of flowers with different colours and smells, this produces different sorts of honey.

If the bees have been only on clover flowers, they make clover honey, which is almost white, like the one in this jar.

If the bees have been on lavender, as in the South of France, you get this nice golden colour. And if the bees go about on all sorts of wild flowers, they produce mixed wildflower honey.”

Amina asks: “And what colour is mixed wildflower honey?”

“Well, it depends on the flowers!” Mummy answers,. “Look, the honey in this jar is yellow, this one is brownish, and yet they’re both mixed wildflower honey.”

Amina thinks for a while and then she asks: “But who has taught the bees how to make honey?”

“Allah has taught them, darling”, Mummy explains. “When the bees make honey, they obey Allah.

Do you know Allah tells us about bees in the Quran? Listen to what He says.”

And then Amina’s Mum recites for her the verses from surat an-Nahl, “The bees”.

“And your Lord inspired the bees, saying ‘Take your habitations in the mountains and in the trees and in what they erect. Then, eat of all fruits, and follow the ways of your Lord.’ There comes forth from their bellies a drink of varying colours wherein is healing for men.” (Qur’an - Surah Nahl l, 68-69)

source: islamicthinking

Bukutaunan alias Yerbuk

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Wed, 07 Sep 2011 16:13:00 +0000

Jeng jeng jeng....

Gini nih ceritanya. Usut punya usut, kan setahun yang lalu aku dan teman-temanku (yaelah bahasanya) les bareng di salah satu LBB. hehe. Nah selesai masa kontrak kita di sana habis, kita pengen bikin buku tahunan alias year book untuk "angkatan" kita di tempat les (niat amat ya) (dan gue yang ngelayout + ngedit hampir semuanya -___-). Yang belum tahu yearbook atau buku-tahunan baca aja di buku primbon jawa.

Ceritanya macam-macam dan panjang. Di awal, kita tim yerbuk ngumpulin ~~duit~~ ide dan berbagai data yang diperlukan. Semacam satgas anak-anak kurang kerjaan kali ye. Sedapetnya sih, haha.

Awalnya kita bikin target yerbuk bakal selesai sebelum masuk kuliah. Namanya juga mepet terus aku mau main cepet pake software khusus bikin yearbook. Ada emang tapi mesti bebayar dan banyak lagi blalahblalblah.... gue semakin yakin gak ada yang gratis di dunia ini. Kalaupun gratis pasti belibet sampai orang akhirnya nyerah sama yang gratis. Dan akhirnya menjelang deadline, jangankan selesai sampai tuntas, ternyata kita hanya sampai ngumpulin data, itupun seadanya.

Karena waktu makin mepet akhirnya ya kita semua udah masuk kuliah. Walhasil data yang didapet ya seadanya. Awal mikirnya kok gini aja, eh pas udah gini malah bersyukur untung data yang didapet segini, jadi gak capek-capek ngedit banyak.. hahaha.

Sekitar Desember, di tengah kesibukan yang bisa dikatakan entah ini sibuk beneran atau enggak aku mulai ngelayout. Udah dapet beberapa desain buat profil teman-teman.. pake acara dipamer-pamerin segala di grup Facebook. Selesai beberapa desain, pas waktu itu berhenti lumayan lama sih mentang-mentang udah dapet beberapa profil teman yang selesai di-layout dan lagi ga ada deadline nya haha. Ya maklum, kuliah juga dan ada ujian juga kan. Ohiya, pas waktu itu desain nya aku pake software bikin scrapbook, kebetulan pas nemu sih -___- cacat banget.

Mendadak pas menjelang akhir semester, komputer rusak parah. Hardisknya jebol, dispenser bocor, kipas tutupnya kepas, tivi ga ada gambarnya, sendal jebol, cucian numpuk, bibi pembantu hamil (makin gak bener ceritanya). Maklum komputer lama, gak kuat, dipake nge-layout waktu itu aja udah kayak push-up 10 kilo, ngos-ngosan gak karuan. Sedikit stres, kerja keras ngedesain beberapa layout ilang semua (bahagia dikit sih sebenernya bakal dibeliin baru :p). Jangankan data yerbuk, semua isi leptop ilang semua mameeeeen. Harta yang aneh-aneh isi perut lepy gue ilang gitu aja. Yaudahlah, leptop juga udah 5 tahun umurnya dipake terus.

Ikhlas mapren..

Nah, setelah dapat senjata baru yang lumayan kuat buat ~~main game~~ multimedia, langsung brainstorming ide buat konsep baru yearbook nya. Ibarat pepatah, besar pasak daripada tiang *salah. Target awal kan cuma bentuk PDF, nah ini mau aku bikin aplikasi interaktif. Cari cari cari ide terus dapatlah. Pertama-tama kepikiran ~~kamu~~ Flash, ya emang kudunya pake itu.

Dan sampai sekarang alhamdulillah hampir semua layout selesai, 90% kira-kira (layout doang). Tinggal mikir apa-apa aja yang diperlukan dan diedit buat bikin aplikasinya.

Mungkin sebaiknya buat pertanggungjawaban dulu aja kali ya ke teman-teman dalam bentuk PDF biar kelihatan gitu kalau emang niat bikin.. heheh. Bayangkan setahun lebih belum ada hasil yang wah! (gue kerja sendiri monyet! itu pun kalau pas inget dan niat *disambit bakiak)

Ya gitulah.. yang paling sulit ada di depan, bikin aplikasinya yang susah. Semoga aja cepat kelar hehe. Amiiiin...

Sekian, wassalam~

*makin dirubung nyamuk

Over

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Sat, 03 Sep 2011 16:07:00 +0000

What's so over? Nothing, I just feel like, no matter what I did it still uneasy for me. Seriously. Hahahah, I'm such an idiot.
No no, the title"Over", it doesn't mean finished. I just randomly use that word *again
Anyway, it was so tiring days. And, it will continue... here we go, it comes.. face it!

Sursum Moveor

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Sun, 28 Aug 2011 15:42:00 +0000

Hari apa ini? Nah, hari Minggu 28 Augustus 2011? Hehe. Kenapa? Gak kenapa-kenapa. Kalau diperhatikan, beberapa postingan terakhir ini postinganku sudah berbau EYD, horeee.. Kembali ke mesin ketik. Iyap, sebenarnya hari ini hari biasa aja, dan kembali postingan di blog ini isinya curhatan, mwahahahah. Curcolnya senang ini ceritanya. Yang membuat semangat kembali untuk menjalani hidup adalah pas sekitar jam sembilanan malam kayak orang bego tiba-tiba ambil koran di meja depan terus baca. Hari ini memang belum baca koran, dan kayaknya emang jarang deh ngecek berita di koran, bosan headnews-nya artis baru namanya Nazarudin. Bentar lagi juga paling ada lagi artis dadakan, heheh. Yang cukup mampu membuat bocah ignorant macam saya untuk mulai peduli baca koran malam ini tadi adalah, jeng jeng jeng... berita Depe tengkar sama JuPe, berita kapan itu woi? Bukan bukan, itu mah jaman baheula. Oke, yaitu berita pembajakan Kereta Api Eksekutif Gajayana. No, I'll not gonna tell how the hijacking was, that just a prologue on how I started to read the newspaper. Habis baca yang di Jawa Pos, pindah yang di Malang Post secara headnews-nya sama.

Nah yang bikin senang pas habis baca berita hijacking tadi langsung balik-balik halaman koran. Apa? Hahahaha, di rubrik khusus yang bahas bagaimana beli sepeda pertama, yang jadi peraganya, kakakanya bajunya sekseh, haha maaf, bukan, bukan ini. Astaghfirullah, maaf khilaf.

Ini nih, ada rubrik baru (baru sepengetahuanku) namanya Malang Incorporated, ya, rubrik khusus tiga halaman yang isinya ngebahas pembangunan Malang Raya. Dipikir-pikir setelah lama meninggalkan Malang, ternyata pembangunan cepat ya. Baguslah (Ini curcol apaan? Gak jelas). Iya dong, mau ada jalan tol di wilayah timur, makin banyak gedung bertingkat, Terminal Arjosari akan jadi terminal termegah di Jatim, Bnadara Abd. Saleh makin bersolek, cihuy! Terus juga akan dibangun jalan baru Lawang-Batu biar macet bisa terurai. Ada lagi Bus Trans MaYa, angkutan baru semi busway buat Malang Raya.

Selain itu juga pengen lihat Ferris Wheel yang ada di Alun-alun Batu, bagus gak seh? Katanya juga bentar lagu ada Batu Town Square, heheheh..

Tauk lah, ini curcolan gak penting. Hahahah..

Satu lagi, jangan tanya apa maksud judul kali ini. Ja ne..

Kodoku no Taiyou

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Fri, 12 Aug 2011 01:24:00 +0000

It's the translation of Kodoku no Taiyou by Monobright, OST of Samurai High School
---------------------------------------------------

The lonely sun is shining.

Why do I have to decide now my future that troubles me so?
What’s the use of victory on a lonely journey?
A young boy who lives quietly, a quiet existence.
The moon that watched over this era starts talking to me.

If the signpost of your path were me
It would be good if you could shine on me brightly and with a strong heart.

The wave of pain that surrounds me is advancing on me,
in this kind of beach what can I do?

My beloved fate with you
is in a sad, lonely sea
but still I start swimming.

The lonely sun is shining.
Without knowing a red passion
burn out staying silent.
In a warmth that doesn’t know the cold
the moon whispers as a lullaby,
the lonely sun goes on shining.

If the signpost of your path were me
It would be good if you could shine on me brightly and with a strong heart.

The unfortunate destiny of you and me
has dried up in an era that’s become heartless.
but still I start walking
but still I start walking.

Shu Watanabe (Eiji/OOO) OOO Wrap (July 31)

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Fri, 05 Aug 2011 23:34:00 +0000

source: HJU

Yesterday, at about 2:30AM, I, Shu Watanabe who plays Eiji Hino, finished with all filming for Kamen Rider OOO.

It went by in the blink of an eye.

When I first met everyone, the director said, “It goes by in the blink of an eye.” I always thought of what I’d do for a year. While I was thinking of that, the end creeped up on me.

Time flows so quickly. It flows 100 times faster when you’re having fun.

When I was little I dreamed of becoming a Kamen Rider. Kamen Rider OOO has given me a lot of strength. This will get kind of long, so….

To Hiroaki Iwanaga (Akira Date): We talked so much about what it means to be a man. Our actual ages might be so far apart but mentally we’re the same age. At first I mistook you for an EXILE member, you’re so burly. You always cheered us up on the set with your terrible jokes. I feel like I’ve gained an older brother, it makes me happy.

To Asaya Kimijima (Shintaro Goto): Since you didn’t talk to me at first, and you were so cool, I thought for a while you might have hated me. But actually you’re just a shy, warm-hearted guy! Sharp, refined Kimiji cheered me up so many times when I was down, it was very nice of you to take care of me like that. So give me some clothes, please. lol

To Riho Takada (Hina Izumi): When I first met you you were 15, but you’re so much more mature than me who’s older. Thanks for laughing at my boring gags on the set. As the heroine to the end, playing strong Hina, you really have a strong heart.
To Mayuko Arisue (Erika Satonaka): Somehow or other you could say we worked together 3 or 4 times before Kamen Rider OOO. Since you’re the only other cast member the same age as nervous little me, you became a reassuring friend. You never stopped talking, how many times did you tell me the same stories? lol They’re all good memories, though.

To Yusuke Yamada (Uva): Like me, your jokes kept failing too. When we were at the final audition, you were my partner, and I thought your voice was pretty loud. lol When you would sometimes show us your serious side you were pretty cool.

To Taito Hashimoto (Kazari): You’re good at dancing and singing so at first you were overwhelming. Sorry for stealing your silver wig that one time. Your Kansai dialect was cool.

To Hiroyuki Matsumoto (Gamel): You were the most talkative Greeed. Gamel was gone for a while, but I was glad when he came back. I got lonely when I couldn’t hear Gamel’s voice during ADR but it was good that I got to hear him again.

To Honoka Miki (Mezool): We were only on the set together once or twice, but whether you were showing your K-pop dance moves or just being silly, seeing you always smiling was lovely.

To Hikari Tobita (lost Ankh): Since you loved OOO so much and came from the sticks, we became fast friends, didn’t we? When you wrapped and started crying I thought I would too. You were like a cute little brother to me.

To Marie Kai (Chiyoko Shiraishi): From the very beginning, you were so cheerful and always listened to me with great interest. I can’t tell the difference between you and Chiyoko, such a beautiful character always got OOO so excited. You played an older sister and you really became like an older sister to me.

To Yu Kamio (Kiyoto Maki): When we first met I said you were older than my dad. lol I still remember the time Iwa [Iwanaga] and I took you on and you beat us black and blue. As one would expect from SP! When I get old enough to go drinking let’s go sometime!

To Takashi Ukaji (Kousei Kougami): When I first met you I was way too surprised. It was fun listening to your old stories. You taught me a lot about acting and life, I have a great respect for you.

To Ryosuke Miura (Ankh/Shingo Izumi): We first met at rehearsal, right? We didn’t get along at first but when I asked what food is good for a guy living on his own you told me about easy-to-make spaghetti. That was our first conversation. Our two personalities are so different, I’m the passionate type and you’re the shy type. At first our wavelengths didn’t meet, and we sometimes used to fight. Do you remember our Ueno and Shinjuku dates? We went out with Eiji and Ankh hair, competing to see who would get found out first. It was always Ankh first. lol When you would leave some food after your lunch I’d always finish it for you. In the last year, how much have you taught me, I wonder? How much have we talked? How much have we been together? I really wanted to be together more. I can’t tell you how grateful I am to you. When I was confused you were right there. On days you weren’t around, I couldn’t really get into the filming. I really needed my partner Ryon! I can’t tell you face-to-face but I’m truly grateful to you from the bottom of my heart. Finally, thanks for supporting me for a whole year.

You’re all my friends that I made through OOO. This was thanks to the other cast, the directors, staff, fans, and everyone else.

From now we’re going to walk our seperate paths, but if you’re ever lost come back to OOO! Believe a bright tomorrow will come….

Thank you, everyone.

Exam

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Sun, 24 Jul 2011 04:19:00 +0000

Indeed.. I'll have exam for the next 2 weeks in my college. Wish me luck :D

If You Are...

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Mon, 11 Jul 2011 07:36:00 +0000

If you are rich, follow the merchant of Makkah.

If you are poor, look at the prisoner of the Shi’abe Abi Taalib.

If you are a king, study the life of the ruler of Arabia.

If you are a subject, look at the Quraishi.

If you are a conqueror, look at the conqueror of Badr, Hunayn & Makkah.

If you are defeated, take lesson from the battle of Uhud.

If you are a teacher, look at the holy teacher in the school of Suffah.

If you are a pupil, look at him, who sat before Jibra’eel (A.S.).

If you are a preacher of the gospel of truth, look at the prophet of Makkah.

If you are successful, watch him preach on the pulpit of Madinah.

If you are wishing to be a prosperous business man, look at him who owned the lands of Bani Nazeer,

Khaybar and Fadak.

If you are an orphan, do not forget the child of Abdullah and Aaminah.

If you are a young man read the life of Makkah’s shepherd.

If you are a husband, do not forget the husband of hadrat Khadija and Aisha (R.A.).

If you are a father, watch the father of hadrat Faatima (R.A.) and the grand father of Hasan (R.A.) and Hussain (R.A.).

In short whatever you might be, unto the blessed Prophet ﷺ is your guidance.

source: islamicthinking

Lumayan

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Sun, 10 Jul 2011 13:45:00 +0000

Baru Kamis kemarin posting (curhat) di blog. Eh, hari ini buka blogspot tampilannya udah ngegahool. Baguslah, biar gak bosen. Peremajaan interface. Bisa jadi loh hanya karena bosen sama interface nya bisa bikin males posting. Contohnya ya bisa dilihat sama penulis yang nulis ini, hehe. Terbukti, pas tahu ada desain baru interface blogspot langsung nulis gak jelas kayak gini.

Lanjut curhat deh. Hahah.. Tadinya kan selepas keluyuran gak jelas hari ini rencana malem ini mau lanjut ngerjakan paper Hukum Keuangan Negara. Eh tapi, One Piece episode 506 udah keluar, donlot dulu akhirnya. Selesai nonton, utak-atik Facebook-Twitter-Tumblr dan beberapa jam kemedian baru ingat tujuan utama malam ini ngerjakan paper. Sebelum itu juga cek email-google.reader, baca-baca di forum juga.

Kabar yang menyenangkan dari forum kali ini ada yang posting tentang review Gokaiger episode 20. Keren, key Black Knight/Kuro Kishi yang gak diambil Basco dikasihkan Hyuuga ke Gai. Semoga Gai bisa make key nya dan berubah jadi Black Knight.. jeng jeng jeng!!!

oh crap!!

(bener-bener bablas ngenet lupa sama tugas) Iya, balik ngumpulin ~~semangat~~ niat dulu buat ngelanjutin ngerjakan tugas.

Yaudin, post kali ini gini aja.. ga ada ending, ga ada penutup, cuma nulis gak jelas.. hahah.

Wassalam~ :D

Boo

noreply@blogger.com (Ramadhan Gilang) — Thu, 07 Jul 2011 02:03:00 +0000

Wake up in the morning, before going for a class, opening my laptop, seeing my crush like that, why don't I feel like "oh god, this is bad" or something like "this world gonna end". Otherwise, I feel like, "who cares?".
For a couple months ago, if something like that happened, I would feel desperate like hell.
Now? Based from 1 to 10, I just think about it in 2 point.
I feel so lightly.
Yeah, kinda like that. There are so many possibilities that could happen about this. About what that is, I don't know. It's fine as long it doesn't make me feel badly.
Yap, start the day, play the music --Two Steps From Hell - Immortal
Have a nice day =)