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Love is not to obsess or to worship. The last one, better be done on the church

2013-08-29T00:28:00.000+07:00

A friend randomly suggested me to update this. Been having no idea plus no time plus no proper wifi conn to write since the last few months.

Quick glance over myself right now : 22 already, am about to start 2nd trimester of master next week, and still (since infinity), no sign of success on diet. Blah. The word just hangs on the tongue without any realization.

There were gah-zillion conversations about love that I engaged in the past couple months. Need to highlight some of them. Both as quick reminder for myself and also a gentle slap on your face : Have you really been in the right relationship?

(read it on someone's Path post couple months ago) Forgot the whole part, but one of it says "I'm in love with you because I'm not obsessed with you." which is really, really interesting for me. Girls often mistaken obsession or for love ."Oh my goodness I love Justin! I love err-whoever-it-is-one-of-those-pretty-looking-lads! I love Harry!" (personally I love the Potter much more than the Styles, even though he's friggin fictive) anyway my point is, now look at yourself, ladies.
If you :
- think that your man has no flaws, no wrongs, anything.
- believe every single thing he said as if it were what the Bible said.
- call him more often than you sneeze in a day.
- fight damn hard to be close to him no matter how hard he tries to pull away.
... better start questioning then. Love doesn't mean keeping him all and whole only for yourself. It's not the same as worshipping, it's the thing you do in church/mosque/such. Seriously.

And another one. A friend rephrased a quote from This Means War (CMIIW, I haven't watched that as well) that was something like "When you have to choose between two, don't choose the one who just treats you better. Be with someone who makes you a better person." Meaning, if he treats you good doesn't mean that he's good for you. Are you still the same whiny, childish, selfish, pessimistic little lady just like before you met him? Then there's no point of you being with him. You don't just date him then walk together through the aisle to the altar. You walk together through each day, through each rough path and stony street. Will you make it all without you guys trying to improve each other and support each other's back?

You can listen to this, you can not. I'm not a love doctor, hell crap my love life might be even more futureless than yours. I might need more help than you do. I'm just saying things I wish I could do to fix my life, while hoping that it might help fixing yours at the same time.

P.S. : here goes my shuffled playlist while typing this
The Script - Six Degrees of Separation
Lana Del Rey - This Is What Makes Us Girls
Rihanna - Love Without Tragedy- Mother Mary
Afrojack - Montreal
Jordin Sparks ft Chris Brown - No Air
Sinik ft James Blunt - Je Réalise
Asobi Seksu - Urusai Tori (acoustic)

I even have to struggle to snuggle

2013-04-18T03:42:00.002+07:00

(#listening Maroon 5 - Daylight)

And the daylight is coming in a couple hours. Psychic iTunes.

Anyways, there's this one word that just came across my head and made me think like, that's it.
Struggle.

My recent life is all about struggling and fighting. If I may give some explanations :
- being an business student (while I was born to be world's #1 hater of numbers and econs)
- trying to lose weight, lots of it (I gained approx. 20 kilos during undergrad study, no exaggeration)
- have to stay at home, can only get out with parents or such (everyone knows I can't sit still, or maybe I can, in my sleep)
- trying to catch up with statistics accounting and such while trying not to forget my German after I stopped using it regularly (I'd be very thankful if you know a native German to be my sparring partner, PS : better if he's a HE who still likes a SHE, and good looking)

(#shuffled Daft Punk feat. Pharrell Williams - Get Lucky)

- still not knowing what I'll do for the future (corporate worker vs entrepreneur, given the fact that I don't even know what the heck I'm doing in a biz school)
- get rid of this laziness/labilness/little-sulky-kid-ness and grow up a little bit instead (that explains much already)
- fixing my sleep time (start to become more and more Batman-spirited and Panda-eyed at once)

(#next Take That - Back For Good)

- critical financial state (am currently earning nothing while I actually have a long bucket list, which includes getting financial stability)
- (still strongly related to above) stop buying online without thinking twice
- getting trust from Dad to drive by myself (I'm becoming 22 this June, DUH)
- come up with any improvement for this blog (I just glanced over my own posts and thought, nyet napa keliatannya gw galau bener.......)
- keeping myself sane (in the middle of school and stuffs)
- HOW TO BANISH THESE GIANT PIMPLES ON MY FACE??? (screw hormones)

(#now Justin Timberlake feat. Jay Z - Suit and Tie)

There's one other important point that I can't just disclose here.
And to close all those, I can't even shift to bed swiftly like other normal people. It takes double, triple, multiple effort for me to just close these tiny creaseless lids.

(#LastOneIPromiseYou Sting - Englishman in New York)

Well, that makes some additions to the list above : Find a cure for all those, either a what or a who.
(Deep down, I wish it's a who, if you got what I mean)

Kisses,
Legal alien (I'm a legal alien, woo oohh!)
(Man I love it when Isa Raja sang this song)

So, Madonna said "Time goes by so slowly", eh?

2013-03-18T22:25:00.001+07:00

Depok, Feb 9th 2013

Cilandak, Feb 27th 2013

Maybe yes, but not for me.

Enough said.

Like being lent a company car by your boss

2013-02-08T20:46:00.001+07:00

It's too good, too precious to be yours,
it takes you wherever you go,
it becomes your best friend you simply can't live one day without it,
you care so much about it that one tiny scratch will upset you.

But one thing, you can't have it forever. It's never yours and one day when the time dues, you have to return it and let it go.

By that time, all you could do is just watching it taken away from you and mouthing some wordless goodbyes.

It's time

2013-01-19T08:03:00.001+07:00

From the first day she opened the door, she has noted to herself :

The day will come when they no longer long for her presence,
When they look at her not as lover, but more as a loner instead,
When she's not the first person they message in the morning anymore,
When their chamber is too stuffed for her to stay,
The time when things start to gone in a different direction,

Then she'll be ready to pack her hopes and leave.

Vertical headline

2013-01-05T03:14:00.002+07:00

I got stranded up between the clouds

Amazing view no one can describe with words
Mesmerizing, shining like some barricade of swords

Some people stay for way too long
Can't go on, can't see that it's wrong
And I surely don't wanna be one
Reach higher to the sun, that's what to be done
Eventually I see my loves holding me down
Do they also have to mourn?

(January 5th 2012, 3.14 AM
One of those insomniac nights when I overthought everything)

2012 in wordless reflection. Let the pictures shed the tears or burst the laughter

2013-01-04T00:04:00.004+07:00

Fanka's requiem mass

February 2012

Beauty Class with Harumi Sudradjat as the first Pre Event of UIFW 2012

February 2012

Photoshoot for UIFW 2012 printed ad

March 2012

Friendly Fires @ Soundshine. My one and only gig in 2012, I guess

March 2012

Photoshoot with Ikatan Studi Jerman 2012 teammates

March 2012

Yelling competition for Olimpiade Ilmiah Mahasiswa 2012

May 2012

One of the best part of the year : Thai trip with the kosans

June 2012

Grand Palace, Bangkok

June 2012

Some great dishes from mamak (Indian restaurant) in Kuala Lumpur

June 2012

RTC announcers batch 2010, team building @ Puncak

June 2012

June people's birthday dinner with Kosans ++

July 2012

Baby Steven, less than one month old

July 2012

Very first show of UI FASHION WEEK 2012, wardrobe by Nainsook

September 2012

One of those rare moments when we could take shoots during work

September 2012

Some kind of after party for UIFW 2012 committees @ Nindi's

September 2012

Those darlings without whom I won't survive living through 2012

September 2012

RTC UI FM 14th birthday

September 2012

Top 13 Finalists of TRAX Hunt 2012

October 2012

MCing for Commartfest @ Rolling Stone Cafe

November 2012

LOing for OSN Pertamina 2012. On duty @ Dermaga One Ancol

November 2012

Birthday dinner from the December people of OSN crew

December 2012

First and last photoshoot with the whole batch of German Studies 2009

December 2012

Let's share then

2012-12-26T23:34:00.001+07:00

5 days left before leaving 2012.

For most human being, it's quite an obligation to arrange a next-year resolution. Some really see it as a parameter to slide smoothly through the upcoming year. Some just think about it as nothing more than a routine. Some simply post one to follow everyone else. How about you then?

Me? Well I've tried many times to no avail. Every December of every year I ended up reading at the list I had composed before and felt like, hm, did I ever promised that? So, otherwise, I prefer making some recaps of what happened during the whole year, how far I had reached, and who influenced me pretty much on what.

This year's is gonna be long, I can assure myself even before I start typing. As a pro procrastinator-slash-devoted-deadliner, I presumed that I still have 5 days to share you my rants. While I compose one (after finishing some works left from univ) why don't you compose yours then we can share each other?

Because that's the main point of being human : always to share and to care.

You may weep, but how can you see with your eyes closed?

2012-12-16T01:56:00.002+07:00

Every single human being must have at least one moment in life when they feel like things are going totally wrong.
Am I having one right now?

Nope. I know nothing in life is wrong. If it is, maybe you just don't see the lesson beneath. Or at least not yet.
Do I?
Yes.

I believe (well, I try to, better said) that we all met for reasons. There are reasons why moments happened, why you were connected with some particular souls, and why some of them were taken away from you. Of course you may weep, but how can you see matters with your eyes closed?

We have eyelids so that these eyes can take some rest, can ignore anything lies ahead, can clean up dirts in order to see clearer. But you see, they are not meant to be shut closed all the time. At least not before you head up to papa Lord's residence.

You can cry. You can deny those unwanted things happening to you. You can choose not to believe what you see. But it won't last. One day, you'll have to face them. It might hurt, it might suck, but at least, finally you can see.

Expectations, expectations on the wall, who's the fairest of all? Nada.

2012-10-01T02:44:00.001+07:00

Whadya think about this new look? I was sort of bored with the recent childlike look, so I decided to make this visual sanctuary look a bit more, hmm, neat and clear. Well, at least I expected it to be so, I don't know if others really count it as "neat and clear" or not.

And that's the matter. Expectations.

How do I start?

So to make it clear, I'd like to call myself a worst-case-scenario person. For me the safest plan is the one with concrete solutions when everything seems to not work out. Yet, just like other labil youngsters at my age, I'm also that type of person who already has this clear visualization in mind about what I'll do/see/create everytime I plan something. To make it sound less complicated : I'm an analytical pessimist and also an imaginative optimist at the same time.

I always end up with expectations. The matter whether the upcoming reality suits my former expectation or not, that's not really a big deal for me. At least it used to be so.

Lately I feel like, I expect much more, which causes the fact that I swallow lot more disappointment because my plans, my pretty elaborated forecast, simply don't work.

The answer is actually easy as two three. You plant this theory in your head that nothing would ever be quite the same like how you wanted it to be. Another following confusion is, well, I don't really care if it's my expectation that I ruined, but it bothers me like damn when I screw up with people's expectations toward me.

Like, I don't really care if I get C+ or something as final score, but that will surely be a problem for mom and dad.
I don't really care if I gain like more than dozen kilos, but that might be horrible for my future love life. Who would ever marry a woman as big as orca whale?
I don't really care if I neglect my jobdesc in event committee(s), but that will absofreakinlutely ruin my whole team.
I don't really care about what I wear. Pathetic torn jeans shorts, black T-shirt with fancy colored bra peeking through a bit, or dirty cheap flip flops for a walk to capital city mega malls. But will I be that heartless to let people disgust themselves seeing a shabby fat ass with oily face and frizzy bed hair?

Yes, that's how hard life is for an overthinker like me.

(Btw, this is the fastest post I ever wrote. Seriously, wow.)

Tonight and every single night, it is

2012-08-22T02:56:00.000+07:00

You got a girl
That doesn't look a thing like me
The girl, your mother always said it would be
So, you could say that, you could say that
I'm hopeless

But that ain't the girl
That ain't the girl I want you to be
The girl that keeps up
And I see in my dreams
So, you could say that, you could say that
I love her

So I don't care what they say
It's our life life life
We can dance if we want
Make it feel alright
Temperature's rising
I feel the fire
Tonight, it's just me and you

Tell me baby, will you be here when I wake up
Even with no make up
I don't want to fake it

And you don't gotta doubt a second if I miss you
Everytime I'm with you
I feel naked

If I told you girl
Come and run away with me
Now will you throw it all away for me
I need to know that, need to know that
It's not over

Cause you were the boy
Daddy told you to stay away from me
But you're nothing but a fantasy
I need to know that, need to know that
You'd be strong enough to believe in us

Tonight, it's just me and you

I don't even know which one I should bold/caps lock/underline/whatever, because they're all true.
!!!!!!!

From myself, maybe?

2012-08-19T01:08:00.000+07:00

~~You called me after midnight,~~
~~must have been three years since we last spoke.~~
~~I slowly tried to bring back,~~
~~the image of your face from the memories so old.~~
I tried so hard to follow,
but didn't catch the half of what had gone wrong,
said I don't know what I can save you from.

I asked you to come over, and within half an hour,
you were at my door.
I had never really known you,
but I realized that the one you were before,
had changed into somebody for whom
I wouldn't mind to put the kettle on.
Still I don't know what I can save you from.

Well, I know, but I'm not sure...

(I Don't Know What I Can Save You From - Kings of Convenience)

A quarter before two, I'm all alone and I....... Sing Lady Antebellum's

2012-08-15T01:48:00.001+07:00

Like a kid under banging thunder, I'm scared as hell
Like a mother duck losing her duckling, I'm scared as hell
Like a woman going back home driving alone, I'm scared as hell

I can't bear staying on ground with such fear following like shadow,
make me look like lame queen of sorrow

Question is, where do I go when hell itself scares me off as hell?

Just a trip with soooo many "Tau Gitu......" accidents

2012-08-13T23:54:00.000+07:00

Finally, HI AGAIN BLOG!
Laptop is like a third forgotten husband these late days and blog becomes pretty much like an abandoned stepson. Time flies real fast, eh?

So, I spent last June having series of endless trips from heres and to theres. The one page that had the whole tale started, the kosans international trip 2.0 ladies and gentlemen.

Unlike the first trip (Singapore Jan 2011), this one was marvelously well planned. Bought the ticket a year in advance, thank Air Asia, JKT - KL - BKK - KL - JKT only costed us IDR 578.000 included tax and hotel fare and other blah stuff.

Above is my mighty team. The girls from the same old kost.
For old friends, yes I DO gain lots of weight. I tried every tips suggested to me and no one worked. Instead of becoming some smokin hot ass, I just turned bigger each day. Yes, this is how stressful I am.

Maybe I should spare one separated post analyzing about the rapid growth of my fat bank.

Before I keep on blabbering like a dumb, let's put this body talk aside. I'm not really good at words (at least not right now). Will just spread the pictures and caption each one of them. All shots were taken with my Gallasandro.

There he is!

Was too lazy to bring any digicam, I would be too busy sightseeing anyway. And that turned out to be true, fyi. Everyday I woke up feeling so worn out with my whole legs feeling numb, and in the end of each day I got back to hotel with bunch more pain. Couldn't wait a second to call my mbok pijet back at home.

Groovy Lime McFlurry.

Just so you know, malaysian McD is slightly cheaper than indonesian's. After couple days, I found out that thai's is WAY cheaper. With bigger chunk of chicken (and less oily, which results a more-appetizing look), bigger coke glass, and bigger fries (I ordered 2 huge chicken, XL fries and XL lemon tea for around THB 70, with 1 THB taken equal as IDR 300).

The bus that took us to KL Sentral, where the hotel were.

We chose My Hotel, which I personally stated as the best hotel I stayed in during this trip. Comfy room, free and fast wifi connection, and if you add MYR 10 for each room (one room was triple bedded) you'll get free breakfast. There are 3 My Hotel branches in KL Sentral only, the one with inclusive breakfast is the first hotel you see from across the street.

Thank goodness it didn't explode.

I'll give my vote straight away to any governor who can give us Jakarta people THIS.

Show your passport at the information desk at Suria KLCC, get tourist discount at dozens chosen outlets.

The Braun Buffel water Rissa is always proud of (while practically it was just some random drinking water brand with the label changed).

Look what we accidentally saw. Charlie Brown Cafe!

I have to say that the dishes were disappointing and overpriced. The menu book wasn't even well printed, like the menu sheet you might find in local street food stalls. We came there only for the cute interior. But well, doesn't mean that you better not eat here. One visit won't hurt you anyway.

Move to Bangkok.

It's supposed to be Suvarnabhumi anyway.

Though the service was below okay (most of the people working there didn't speak English well, some even didn't speak it at all) and the wifi connection was unreliable (it was very slow, hardly worked in my room, when in my friends' room it was super rapid) the room itself was a real definition of comfort. And they could pick you up from airport to the hotel, for free.

Oh, they sell drinkinK water. And condoms. On food menu.

Got these 2 phone cases and wallet in a street market very close to my second hotel.

FYI, Galaxy S2 cases were everywhere. While in Jakarta it's damn hard to find some good ones, most of them are just plain Capdases...

Second hotel. It was HUGE, HUGE, so huge we thought at first that we mentioned the wrong hotel to the taxi driver. And we spent only IDR 70.000/night/pax for the room. And it's a 3-star hotel. WHAATTT

These are only 2 between almost a hundred pictures of myself there.

Ladies and Gentlemen, if you travel to Bangkok, try this one. SERIOUSLY!!!

Banana Hokkaido Milk with Matcha Soft Cream @ Fuku

Where all shopaholic cults gathered...

Last snap of the holy Nasa Vegas before we left.

Next destination.

Moving to Khao San Road, just few minutes from the Palace.

One tuk-tuk is supposed to fit 3 people, and as you might guess, yes all the 6 of us took it together.

Medea Dwintari, 20, squeaked in joy after seeing this place. Must be very familiar for Running Man fans.

Fira's banana milk pancake. Only THB 20!

Back to KL again before going back homie.

Might look like shower from year 2525.........

For first timer, do ask how to use this if you don't want to get slapped hard by hot water.

This time we stayed at Arenaa Mountbatten Hotel in Chinatown. Considering Chinatown is quite big, you'd better take a travel service from airport. Take the bus on the airport, they'll drop you at a spot where a car has waited, then take you straight until your hotel's door.

It was the only hotel room with 6 beds, hence we didn't have to divide groups for 2-3 rooms like before. And this one had the coolest interior. But the wifi connection was the poorest of all.

Closed the trip with some street food hunting.

Nasi Lemak (MYR 1 each) and some satays (MYR 1,5 each).

The sauce tasted bit weird for indonesian tongue, my friends and I said.

And a splendid-tasted Indian food, just few steps across the hotel. Tasted good with friendly staffs (if I could call them so). Look just like nasgor teri and mi goreng tek-tek, I know...

That's all. I flew back home with only THB 1000 left inside my wallet (I started the trip like a fatass boss, then ended it up like some street kids).

Duh. I can't even find a kicking punchline to end this. Seriously. I think I've lost some brain cells during these couple months (not that I used to be a wordsmith with brilliant poetical DNA or what, but still).

I'll just end this then. Until later people.

Eins, zwei, drei, vier......

2012-03-25T04:23:00.001+07:00

..... und wir zählen ja noch weiter. ILDS!

The fire that was not that friendly, actually

2012-03-25T03:26:00.002+07:00

7th Beatfest by UrbaniteAsia

Starring : Roman Foot Soldiers, The Magician, Friendly Fires, DJ Hogi W, plus art installation by Dana Maulana, Anton Wirjono, etc.

Much late, this post were. Better rant less and show picts little bit more.

they threw away freebies and I got one. yipppppp

that art installation I've talked about. better check on YouTube to see why I called it awesome

we actually planned to throw this up to stage, but it was too damn high and we couldn't reach it (though I watched from the very front row, hft). the high-nosed satpam also didn't help, he wouldn't pick this up from behind the fences. so well, plan was ruined

lucky miss Annayu, she got the drum stick

Oooverall, it was a great hit. Quite pleased that they put most hits on the set list (You Don't Say?), like Hawaiian Air, Live Those Days Tonight, Paris, Kiss Of Life, Jump In The Pool, Blue Cassette. They didn't have Relationships played, but that wasn't a big deal for me. Ed McFerran kept on doing that cacing kepanasan move, which was entertaining and uplifting. Magician was unexpectedly very danceable, I personally love I Don't Know What To Do and his remix of Lykke Li's I Follow Rivers.

Roman Foot Soldiers? They were even better. I played up You Make Me Feel Like Summer once when I was with my kost mates, and they thought RFS guys were foreigners instead of locals. Light tunes but also remarkably good, I could say. They surely will be bigger by time being.

There's always a 'but' in everything. The drink was way way too overpriced. Well, just like other youngsters' gigs actually, but on one other similar event they sold alcoholic bevs like half cheaper, which made me question how much their ticket income were. Besides, Friendly Fires was not that communicative (instead of the 'Friendly' word attached on the very name). Entertaining, but I didn't see any effort to blend into the crowd.

So, to sum these all up, I score this one 7,5 out of 10. Urbanite has done such splendid job by sending Friendly Fires down here. Still, for me Vampire Weekend and N.E.R.D are still the best performers I've ever watched live. Let's just wait for another better upcoming names in town.

ANGELina

2012-02-09T00:45:00.001+07:00

I postponed writing about Frau Yustin simply because I still can't believe that she's already gone. I hope that was just a strong dream that deceived my brain or something like that. Now, we have to lose another great figure. Feels like getting a double slap right on my cheek. Nobody knows what happens tomorrow.......

Well. Maybe God has a better plan for her, and for us all. That's why He took her to join him in Heaven Club ;)

Angelina Yofanka

(July 1992 - February 2012)

I can't say that she was my best friend, but I did spend much time and have bunch memories with this pretty carefree lady. As much as I could remember, she lived her life to the fullest. Going to places people rarely imagine with ways that people would rarely do. She had her own point of view which was sometimes silly, but simply true. She was brave and tough, behind her pretty face and her supermodel figure (she was so tall I often asked her to be model or something like that) she was strong enough to conquer Jakarta's bronx corners, mountains, villages, anything.

I learned a lot from her. Through her wide smile, I learned that beauty comes from the inside, not from anything you wear or you could afford.
I learned that good clothes don't always equal stacks of money. I remembered everytime we went to a 17th bday party, she proudly told me how much her dress would cost. Like, only IDR 12k or so and she already looked fab.
I learned to be an independent kid, not to depend on someone or something else. She taught me how to ride a bus straight from school to home. She endorsed me to take public transportations and kept me safe when I fell asleep during the ride. Without her, maybe now I'm still a spoiled anti-bus brat.
I learned that there's too much to see in this world. She inspired me to wander around, to be outdoor and explore any places you'd like. Because your world is much bigger than you always thought.
I learned to live happily, and be grateful for everything you have for now. She didn't have all things that people dreamed, but she never complained. Maybe that was why she never left that unique, unforgettable smile.

And 'course I didn't forget those silly memories I had with her. Wandering around Kota Tua while waiting for my dad to pick us up. Her super funny expression when she found out that my car had somekind of glass roof (I remembered she couldn't stop opening and closing the glass, over and over again). On junior high school, the very first time I got to know her better. We were in the same class for UAS bimbel, and all we did in class was just fooling around. Then that whole year as Sanur FM crew, broadcasting at Trax then ate out at McD Sarinah while gossiping about boys. And also, I clearly remembered that she was one of those who tried to matchmake me with my previous ex. Well, there were too many things I'd like to recall and type, but I simply can't.

The last time I saw her was June 2009, on graduation night. From that time on I never had the chance to meet her again. It was like, whenever she was home (in Bekasi) I could never spare at least a day to see her. That happened again and again until now. I could never had those silly talks again. Damn, I can't hold my tears....... Sorry fan :"(

You went away too soon, seriously. But well, I guess you deserve a better place up there. I'll always remember you, a tough young lady, a pretty woman in the making, an adventurer, a natural-born photographer, a great designer, an imaginative dreamer, a great friend, a very good person.

See you when I see you fan :) Save me a seat in heaven, kay?

Maze, my mighty mate

2012-01-15T12:25:00.002+07:00

This little rant today is dedicated to my private mate, my lifeless friend. Call him Maze.

13-inch Mac white, bought in July 2008. He's a vintage and I'm sorta proud. When everyone else is carrying their silvery glittery MacPro, I've got no shame dating with this old guy in public.

He's no longer a beauty by now. Just like human being, he's aging. Selling him is not a solution either. I've tried asking his value in an iBox about a year ago, and they scored him only like 1,8 Million or so. Like..... uhm. Better keep him home with me, with all the memories he's keeping #saelah

He has suffered lots of "sickness", here they go...

Cellotapes on left and right front side, the corner cracked (yea seriously) so I hold the broken piece with these tapes, hence it wouldn't be any tiny ugly hole there

Yellowy dirty spot on the trackpad. Well, guess I'll never get along too well with whites...

What's even worse? 3 months ago I accidentally splashed some amount of black coffee on the keyboard. Uhm nope, guess I poured it, to be more precise. Then my P, enter, and some other important buttons were not working. So as you can see, now I have to get along with this on-screen keyboard.

Another dirt mark...

And just minutes ago, I noticed that my webcam also stops working.

Well, that's my guy. My lifeless, non-hugable one, I mean.

He's definitely not the most sophisticated laptop on earth. In fact, he's in a poor condition because of the owner's carelessness, namely me. Why I'm writing this post, is simply as an expression of gratitude that he's still working after 3,5 yrs (and I'm using him right now, typing this stuff).

Lesson for you guys : Take better care of your stuffs. Most of them might not be bought by your personal expense, you got them from your papa or maybe from anyone else. Appreciate every single drop of sweat they wipe to give you those gadgets or whatever.

Oopsie. I'm pretty sure it's not a lesson-for-you-guys. It's for me.

shameless publication due to excessive excitement

2012-01-12T19:44:00.003+07:00

Well, if you paid bit attention to my twitter TL or FB page (or maybe, a small round black image on the right tab of this blog), you might see lots of posts about this one event I'm currently working on. Yupness, I started this with 6 other friends in October (can't recall the exact date) and right now there are more than 80 people plus many volunteers standing beside us, taking care together of our precious baby girl namely UI Fashion Week.

Under the tagline "United Integrated : Nation of Creation", we're aiming to unite all fashion interests in UI, arrange an event to gather up UI studentpreneurs, young newbie creativepreneurs all over this country, and also major well-known names in local fashion zone. Not only to give you nonstop shows that gonna make you ga-ga-gasp, our main goal is to endorse everyone who has passion for fashion but doesn't have the guts to take it more seriously as money-making machine. Fashion is a creative industry that never runs out of idea, and we would like to show you that with passion and strong vision, anyone can be a fashion sensation (it rhymes, yaayyy #flatface).

Until now I still can believe we've made it THIS far. Soooo excited slash proud slash happy I can't help not to share it out loud. Lots of big names have agreed to join our main event. Let me make it bold, it's A LOT, and BIG. So far we've got deals with several rookie designers and labels, and also Nikicio, Barli Asmara, Ichwan Thoha, Batik 118 by Dee Ong, Danjyo Hiyoji, Klé, Monday To Sunday, Dian Pelangi, Zevin Shoes, École (you might've seen them on SOGO counters all over the city), Trax FM, Hard Rock FM, Cita Cinta, Grazia, Looks Magazine, Geeks Bible, Kaskus.us, MyTipsCantik.com, Mustika Ratu, Mesty Ariotedjo, Dian Sastro, Maudy Koesnaedi, Timnas U-23, Lookbooker Jakarta, and you know what sounds better than all those? We're still counting for more names! Gigantic yay to the ness!

'Course I can't make it without this amazing team. Without any intention of being solemnly humble or what, I'm nothing without their hard works. My contribution doesn't equal theirs, in any ways. Seriously, I won't be typing this post if I hadn't met them at the first place.

First of all, thanks to 6 other founders of this baby girl : Raldiano Fawzi, Argi Wibawa, Annisa Sylvia, Kya Fiddinie, Kartika Febrianty, Mustika Utami. I'm so thankful that fate has brought us together and made us come up with this brilliant radiant idea.
To my Creative Directors, Nindia Satiman and Raldiano Fawzi, for working so hard, going here and there, arranging dozens of meetings and dealings, keeping in touch with other crews, and other good deeds I can't mention them all. Feel so much like hugging you both right now.
Show Director Argi Wibawa & Gilang Ageng Sulistyo, Annisa Sylvia as Pre Event Coordinator, Zoraya Meizita, De Yogi Kosalania, Aquitanya Irfiandra, Putri Rezkita, Alexander Christyo Wibowo, Dandy Prakoso, and every single head and folk who've prepared the Pre Event very precisely. I'm feeling 100% optimistic about your work, let's rock in together in February.
Also to Ni Nyoman Nyla, Akbar Hardisurya, Kartika Febrianty, Tasya Kuswardani, Meutia Athaya, and all Sponsorship, Tenant, & Talent Folks. Thanks for the hard work from the very beginning. I owe you lads a lot.
To the folks that I haven't mentioned, it's not that I didn't acknowledge your work, I swear for God's sake. Each one of you is precious. I just can't manage to remember all full names of around 80 people, honestly dude.

It's not me showing off or bluffing up. It's simply me being too excited and too happy working with you guys, achieving this much. Let's grab MORE, we still have like 3 months to make it be-be-bigger.

Last but not least, here comes a small effort to sundul gan this event.
Kindly click the link to reach our website, Facebook, Twitter, and our online ticketing site (coming soon). Spread the hysteria bacteria dear #UIFASHIONFOLKS.

An out-of-topic intermezzo. I'm currently listening to Amsterdots by Afrojack feat The Partysquad, over and over. And also the whole tracks from Friendly Fires' albums, Friendly Fires (self titled) and Pala. Give em a shot people, these dudes really deserve a place on your iPod playlist.

Look into your eyes, imagine life without ya...

2012-01-08T02:02:00.000+07:00

You want me to come over
I got an excuse
Might be holding your hand
But I'm holding it loose
Go to talk them we choke
It's like our necks in a noose
Avoid the obvious
We should be facing the truth

Start to think it could be fizzling out
Kinda shocked because I never really had any doubts
Look into your eyes, imagine life without ya

... And the love kickstarts again

It's the same old you, the same old me
You get bored and I get cold feet
Get high, get wandering eyes
Forget I've never ever had it so sweet
I realize what I got when I'm out of town
Cause deep down you're my girl in a golden crown
My princess and I don't wanna let you down
No I don't wanna let you down

Start to think it could be fizzling out
Kinda shocked because I never really had any doubts
Look into your eyes, imagine life without ya

... It kickstarts again

Example - Kickstarts

video taken from YouTube

last trumpet howl in 2011

2011-12-31T01:47:00.001+07:00

It's 31 already. Routines do suck, but such thing like flashback and new year resolutions are still making enough sense to me. I'll simply make it extra quick since I've got something not-that-important-but-I-need-to-say-it-anyway to type.

.2011 recap

JAN
- Singapore blitztrip with the kosans
- N.E.R.D with Aan. one of the best scenes so far
- Another maker with radioslaves. Another tronton session *sigh

FEB
- UPH announcing competition, RTC was the 1st winner! #proudmama

MAR
- Santana! Sondre! Splendid

APR
- Legal&Crime fashion show, The Perso official launch
- Livecoustic RTC

MAY
- Joined Delima, first official job (can't call that a genuine job, though)

JUN
- Taking a role on theater play for my final tests. Effin zuper.
- Celebrating 20th bday in hometown, grandpa & ma's 50th wedding anniversary, sadly had to miss RTC ingath @ Anyer
- Officially stopped gym. Oh well

JUL
- Missed Cranberries. geez. GEEZ

AUG
- Excursion to Mustang 88 FM
- Delima bazaar @ Rayakan Indonesia. Real def of "tiiiiired"
- RTC Bday @ Ichu's

SEP
What happened in Sept? Amnesiac, can't remember any #duh

OKT
- Bekasi Jazz Festival. MYMP in Bekasi #kapanlagidotcom
- Fashion Show Kulturfest 2011
- Backstage RTC! Float and Goodnight Electric on same stage. Ecstatic
- Started UIFASHIONWEEK

NOV
- 20112011. File > New documents

DEC
Typing this. And smile :)

Uhm. 2011 was like, surprisingly quick and quickly surprising. Should I pick an analogy to describe it best, it would be a lightbulb I guess. At some moments it was bright slash brilliant, and then just seconds after, I'd feel like someone clicked the light away and I fell down to the darkest darkness. It only took brief period of time to be happy, then a briefer one to make me 180-degree desesperado. Switching my day from :( to :) or vice versa was very easy, like turning the lights on and off.

Many things happen, many things I learn. Most important lesson : I learn to manage the time God has given me. He only gave me 24 hrs a day while I needed actually 100, with these things I need to concern here and there. Hence I must use it wisely and make any short second counts. Some might call me busy bee, sleepless ambitious beotch, whatever. You know what? I make use of every single hour in my days just to keep my mind occupied, to prevent me from thinking about unimportant insanities.

Most important, this last post of 2011 is intended for one particular person who never left any deep mark in my past and (super sadly) won't be any part of my future. But one thing, he's the one I embrace my present with.

Happy birthday to you, end of December. The earnest, nicest, wisest person I need the most.

I know I've been such a horrible pain in the ass. I knew it, and I didn't try hard enough to fix that. I'm sorry you have to stay stuck with me while actually you can bail out and snatch any better girl out there. Sorry for my childishness, my ego, my lack of time for us, my lack of affection for what's going on with you. Sorry that I was always the one to set the fire and you were always the one to compromise. Sorry for all the sacrifices. I don't worth it, not that much. And last one, sorry I don't have the guts to say these directly to you and typed it here instead. Yes, speaking of the scardy cat...

I'm quite sure you'll read this one day, either now or maybe years from now, I don't really give a damn about "when". The point is, I'm terribly sorry that I can never give my all. If only you and I were born ......... (you know what I mean). Sighness. Okay I don't want to talk about this anymore.

Well, forget my rants. No matter what awaits for us in the other end of this highway, I'm happy right now and I'm hyper thankful that I found a perfect remedy for my distressing days.

Thanks. ILDS
from your Snor-lacks that lacks of everything you want

Say Sing-A-whaatt?

2011-11-19T15:58:00.001+07:00

Nothing. I'm just reminiscing that good chilly January

The Anakkosans Go International Chapter 2 is about to be released, like, not really soon actually. Still have to wait and cross my legs until Summer 2012. By the time being, let's just flip through these old pictures while hoping that the next round will be damn more superb. Yo ho, let's sail the air! Ka pun kap!

The Timeline - when it all started...

2011-11-19T14:25:00.001+07:00

FASHION SHOW - THE FASHION TIMELINE
part of Kulturfest 2011 : Junge Generation für unsere Zukunft
celebrating 50th Anniversary of German Studies UI
Wednesday, October 12th 2011

wardrobes by Forever 21, Legal&Crime, Esmod Jakarta
make up by Etude

photos by Dana Pranesthi Wening
I've edited some tints here and there

Sorry for the über belated post, but still, I'd like to thank everyone in this photo above (and also some people being out of frame). Crews, models, fitters, mannequins, and bien sûr all ye spectators! That might not be the best show ever, yet it surely was the best team I've ever involved in.

Good news is, this is just the starting point of our timeline. The show carries on, now in a way bigger scale! Another event with the word "fashion show" entitled in it. I guarantee you, it's not the corny prestige we run after. It's the pleasure.

Wait up in April 2012. We're about to stun this posh industry. Find out more here

UI FASHION WEEK 2012, proudly recruiting!

2011-10-27T17:43:00.002+07:00

New footprints in the history is on the making!

Proudly introduce...

We need like zillions of heads and hands to make this work. If you're a fashion junkie, big huge money spender, or you simply want to meet new folks from UI and try a new experience in holding YOUR OWN show, then do join the troops!

Recruitment is opened for these divisions :

1. Sound and Ambience Folks

2. Choreographer

3. Floor Folks

4. Talent Folks

5. Gourmet Folks

6. Staging & Lighting Folks

7. Decor Folks

8. Sponsorship Folks

9. Legalization Folks

10. Tenant Folks

11. Finance Folks

12. Public Relations Folks

13. Photography and Documentation Folks

14. Editing Folks (for Banner, Flyer, Lookbook, etc)

Swiftly send your CV to uifashionweek@yahoo.com with subject CV -Name-

and tell us which division(s) you'd like to join.

Still confused? We're holding a private interview with each applicants after mid-test (around end of November), we can help you to decide there.

For further infos kindly mention us on Twitter @UIFASHIONWEEK (another followers would be awesome, do promote us!)

Visit our website http://uifashionweek.blogspot.com

We've received dozens of CVs by now, and the amount is still increasing by each day. So grab your chance to work together with other #UIFASHIONFOLKS, together we'll show the nation that UI students is not all about bookworms or whatever. We got lots of talents and competitive entrepreneurs who can make the industry stunned.

See you like real soon #UIFASHIONFOLKS!

Fierce regards,

UI Fashion Week Team

bold, black, beautiful

2011-10-23T22:50:00.002+07:00

just another small tip to be under the spotlight without way too much effort :
some people say, perfect pair of shoes would mark up your outlook like 10000x better

why go basic if you can flaunt it terrific?
black can go bolder than neon sparks with slightly right, measured touch of uniqueness, like these...

Frame

United Nude

Zoe

Sam Edelmann

Space Shoe Wood Wedge Sandal

Minimarket

Charmene

Messeca

What

Jeffrey Campbell

Night Walk
Jeffrey Campbell

Ninja

Heavy Machine

116-79

Finsk

Femmes

Gee-Wa-Wa

all images were taken from solestruck.com