Archive for September, 2006

Reminiscing

Wednesday, September 27th, 2006

Memories can only be remembered not recreated.

Hari ini sudah jam 12 malam. Aku lagi ngliat foto-foto pas PMB fakultas taun 2004. Asli, lucu pol. Ada sing gendut sekarang kurus, ada sing dulu kurus sekarang gendut. Ada sing rambute dari panjang jadi pendek, ada sing sebalike. Ada sing gak berubah sama sekali, ada sing drastis berubahe. Ada sing sekarang udah hilang, ada sing sudah pergi, ada juga sing baru dateng. Semua adalah bagian dari dinamika kehidupan. Dosen juga sama, ada sing udah pergi cari ilmu lagi, ada sing mau nyari ilmu lagi, ada sing wis jadi mama, ada sing pancet.

Beberapa jadi narsis luar biasa, beberapa jadi musuh. Ah, masa itu begitu indah. Semua tak saling mengenal, cukup datang dan melihat sekilas. Hanya berpikir aku harus cari temen tanpa perlu memilih, tidak seperti sekarang ketika semua sudah penuh curiga dan pilihan.

Those sweet memories, let them shine like diamonds in my heart.

I am now 85.6 kg.

The Sun and The Sunflower

Wednesday, September 27th, 2006

The sun and the sunflower are perfect example for a person who keeps looking at his/her crush without saying anything. That person will keep on looking, gazing, watching. Just like the sunflower who keeps waiting the sun to notice it, the person will wait for their crush to notice their presence.

This story really reflects what the meaning of a sunflower, "I always gaze at you."

But, unlike the fidelity of the sunflower, humans are not the same. They won’t be able to wait forever, so if you know that you like someone, go for it.

I am 85.8 kg.

Story

Wednesday, September 27th, 2006

A friend of mine had started writing blogs. His first blog was about a very nice and profound analogy with religious theme. At first, I was fascinated. But then again, after I gave the story a deeper thought, I realize that some part of the story were irrelevant. But then again, it was just an analogy.

Anyway, I am going to tell you a story. A deep and despicable story once again.

In a small town in a small country, there lived a mayor. He had 3 children and a wife. By the time this story happened, he was in his late 50s and so his wife. Mr. Mayor was always busy, attending meeting with the other mayor from other towns or meeting the governor.

During his trip, he often met girls from the surrounding area. He loved girls. And so, he snuck out everytime using excuses to his wife to meet and have fun with all those girls. Those girls were very much aware of their positions, but they traded their pride for the luxury and comfort that the mayor had given them. His colleague knew but they kept silent as he was an influential and powerful person in that area.

One day his wife found out about those girls. And so, while she loved the mayor very much, she couldn’t stand his perversity and soon left his husband.

The mayor was full with pride. Hearing that his wife was going to leave, he didn’t stop her, instead he, unshamefully, asked her to leave with their children to a far away country. His wife agreed and left him with his concubines.

The mayor was happy, extremely happy. "What a life," he was thinking. But as time went by slowly, the news spread all over the country. His career was at the edge of downfall. All the girls who always acted like his servant left his side one by one as soon as his career deteriorated and they could get no benefit staying by his side. And so he felt lonely, very lonely.

He cried and cried, but no one cared about him. They despised him, they felt disgusted. At that time, his wife heard his story and returned to the country. She gave him comfort, she gave him hope, and finally she gave him his dignity. He was sorry. He cried and cried. He beg for forgiveness. His wife was glad, but she couldn’t forget what his husband had done to her. She said, " I love you, but I cannot forget what you have done. I’ll leave your side tomorrow. I hope you’ll take good care of yourself."

As soon as his wife finished her sentence, he felt numb. He felt empty. And after 30 days, he died.

That’s the end of this story. Do you know the moral of this story? The moral is whether you’re a man or woman, fidelity is important in maintaining a relationship. There’s no one who could love you more than the one that you had vowed to love in front of God. His/her love is pure, but their heart is as fragile as glass. Once you scarred it, there’s no way to repair it.

Being a beautiful or handsome person doesn’t ensure someone’s future. You must strive and persevere in achieving your goal in life.

I am now 86 kg.

Chain of Humanity

Tuesday, September 26th, 2006

Let’s say I happen to know a story about a community.

It happened in a far, far away country. In that country, there’s a village full of people. Of course, it’s natural for them to divide themselves into groups. And of course, it’s also natural that there would be one group which was going to be the largest and most prominent. But there were also a few who chose to stand by their own.

Before I continue my story, first, let me tell you a little secret about mankind. Human are fickle creatures. They often trick and deceive other people to turn them into their side, agreeing their perspective. Why? Because human are also weak, they can easily be bonded by things in life. Those things are "body", "mind", and the most fearsome is "words". Mind and body come into accordance with words. Once the words has entered someone’s conciousness, it won’t just dissipate. Words will slowly, but sure, entered your head and altering your mind. When your mind has already been altered, your body will react according to your mind. And the body will soon telling people the words they had already heard, and sometimes even worse words will come out of their mouth because of human’s fickleness.

Let’s return to the story. So we already know the mainstream group and the other smaller and "less" important group. As the villagers are all human, they are also bound with the exact same chain that had bound the mankind. The community of this village, although divided into groups, often meet, chat and laugh together, telling jokes, gossips, and so on. In a brief glance, you’ll see a harmonious and warm community. But once, all of them had return to their real groups, they started to tell all things they’ve heard that day to the member of their groups.

When this happen, who do you think will be the winner? Yes, it is the mainstream group as they have the biggest influence and members. All those spreaded words will begin chaining other people. Those words can be gossips or facts. Words that can be painful or pleasant. Words that curse or words that praise. Frightening or encouraging. Slowly and subtly, the words spread, controlling minds, and minds controlling bodies.

One day, a member of one of the smaller groups (let’s say her name is Menore) made an accidental mistake to Graneola, a member of the mainstream. Menore accidentally took a job at a place that Graneola had been desiring, but unknown to Graneola, Menore took a job in a different division which wouldn’t affect the judgment of the shop.

This mistake was done unintentionally, Menore did not realize what she had done. She continued to play and chat with all the villagers from any groups. She lived her life peacefully. But Graneola, filled with anger and wrath started to spread words about Menore. Starting from inside her group, she told them that Menore had cheated at applying the job. Her friends, of course, believed her. They, as normal humans would do, started to hate Menore. They were despising her.

It may seems weird because Menore did nothing to the community. But I’m sure most of you, readers, must have done this deed with or without your conscience either by the sake of friendship or solidarity which is the more ridiculous part. BAH!

As any other day, the villagers gathered and chat. They began to chat about Menore. Each member of the mainstream groups, started to diffuse into the crowd. They tell all the people about the story, just as Graneola had told them or even worse. And then Menore came. As soon as Menore came, they stopped. In front of Menore’ face, they were still showing the same warm and friendly face. Inside their mind, they began to hate her, despise her.

Menore, not knowing all these, continued her life as usual. Until one day, the incident happened.

Menore had a friend in the mainstream, her friend’s name was Deirdre. Deirdre knew that most people had hated Menore, but she didn’t have the courage to tell Menore nor to defend her. She was afraid of the mainstream and didn’t want to ruin the fake harmony.

The words had been spreading slowly. But almost all villagers knew the story. They despised Menore. Every month, a big gathering was held by the mainstream. Menore, started to wonder, why she hadn’t been invited for quite a long time. Deirdre, knowing this, invited Menore to the gathering in order to maintain the fake harmony. Menore happily came to the party. But once there, she saw an argument between Deirdre and Graneola. She heard clearly what Graneola said, she said,"What? You invited Menore? Are you crazy? That girl doesn’t know how to respect other people. We all hate her."

Shocked, Menore cried and left the gathering, witnessed by all the villagers. She, then, constantly asking those who she believed were her true friends. And one by one, they confessed to her.

Menore was surprised by their story and explained to her friends what really happened. It was Graneola’s lack of ability to search for information about the job that led her astray. After all, Menore’s job and Graneola’s job didn’t have any direct nor indirect connection.

It was then that Menore’s eyes were opened. She realized all the fake harmony. She said to herself that she would try to be casual in front of those hateful people. But she won’t ask for their forgiveness.

This simple story, is a bit ridiculous, but I guess quite profound. This kind of story often happens in our community. Perhaps when you’ve read this story, you’ll realize what your words can do to other people. And you’ll know that true solidarity or friendship is not by hating the same people your friend is hating, but to make amends between your friend and his/her enemy.

Thank you for reading this story. I was inspired by xxxHolic. And no, it’s not a porn comic.

My weight is 86.2 kg.

Sousukanwokuu

Monday, September 25th, 2006

Sousukanwokuu (そうすかんをくう) is terrible. I now understand what it felt being メサnized.

I am now fully understand what I should do to make amends in my life. Those who make me feel this pain, I hope you’ll learn one day that it’s not fun being in my current condition.

Let’s see, I am now 86.5 kg (this pain makes me eat more, double pain).

Backache

Friday, September 22nd, 2006

I have been enduring this backache for 4 days now. It’s killing me. I hope it won’t spread any farther.

Having this backache has reminded me how important our health is.

I really need to shed my stomach to lessen the burden to my backbone.

I have found a nice friend to share my kroncong hobby. That friend is Achid. Thank you.

Huehehe.

I am now 85.8 kg.

Juwita Malam

Sunday, September 17th, 2006

Engkau gemilang, malam cemerlang

Bagaikan bintang timur sedang mengembang

Tak jemu-jemu, mata memandang

Aku namakan dikau juwita malam

Sinar matamu, menari-nari

Bagaikan langsung menembus jantung hati

Aku terpikat, masuk perangkap

Apa daya asmara sudah melekat

Juwita malam, darimana datangnya Tuan?

Juwita malam, dari bulankah Tuan?

Ketika kereta, hampirlah tiba

Di Jatinegara kita ‘kan berpisah

Berilah nama, alamat serta

Esok lusa boleh kita jumpa pula

My weight is now 85.8 kg.

Eat a Lot

Thursday, September 14th, 2006

This day has been the worst day for me. It started with a confusing lecture. Although I did understand a bit better at the end of the lecture, still there’s an uneasy feeling.

And so, the time flew by and I found myself assisting 2 groups of snobbish juniors. How I really wanted to smash their faces with bacteria.

The worst was yet to come. After my job was finished, I became the one who got assisted this time. Fermentation Technology laboratory for today was very, very, very frustrating. I didn’t get most part of the lesson, until I walked around the class, asking my peers crazily about the subject. Thank God, I finally understood better than before. And so, the lesson finished and the quiz began. What a mess, I didn’t even know the exact answers for each question. Why? I don’t know. I didn’t have any choice but to think harder and came up with a nice and logical answers (I hope they’re logically correct).

During that laboratory session, I did something that I, myself, despise it. I yelled at one of my best friends. I feel terrible. Thank God, he doesn’t mind about that. What a golden heart he has.

After those excruciating moments, I was more than just upset. I went to a mall and really, really ate a lot. I ate 2 slices of Secret Recipe’s cake and ate Tok Bok Gi at Dae Jang Geum.

When I had my dinner, a certain friend told me a lot of what my other peer sees in me. I was quite shocked. She said that some of them had said that I had been pushy, bossy, and snobbish. Some others even said that I had been cruel, act too much, and so on, and so on. Well, what can I say? Sometimes, I didn’t realize that I had done such inflictions to them. I feel guilty. I hope that those who read this blog can forgive my erroneous behaviour. I am truly sorry.

To be honest, I’ve never felt so upset in my entire life. Today is the worst.

I am now 85.3 kg (not bad after a big feast).

Yamato Nadeshiko

Sunday, September 10th, 2006

I woke up and found my voice has become extremely hoarse. My throat is not sore, but this uneasy feeling still lingers there. I hope it’ll subside soon.

By the way, there is a comic book, a shoujo manga, with the title "Perfect Girl Evolution" or "Yamato Nadeshiko Shichi Henge". It’s a must read comic book, especially when you’re very tired or depressed because this book is totally hilarious from the start upto the end.

Beside "Lovely Complex" which emphasizes on a weird relationship between a very tall girl and a very short boy, "Perfect Girl Evolution" is on the top of my readable shoujo manga list. This comic tells us about the efforts from 4 extraordinary handsome boys in transforming a Sadako-like girl into a respectable lady so that they don’t have to pay their roomrent to the landlady who happened to be the girls aunt.

My weight is now 84.7 kg.

I’m so………

Saturday, September 9th, 2006

TIRED.

I just got rhinitis, it seems that this one is caused by bacteria, judging from the colour of the mucus.

Maybe I’m too tired and eat too little, but I keep gaining weight. It’s irritating, isn’t it? This week’s preparations really exhausted me. So many things too do in so little time. I hope the pressure would be lower next week. I still have homework for next week. There are Industrial Management, Enzyme Biotechnology, and presentation for Industrial Microbiology. There is also a Plant Tissue Culture paper that need to be done too, but the due date is not near.

I’m also confused and agitated by the fact that there is no clarification of the internship programme.

Today, I visited my house in Pantai Indah Kapuk. There are some parts that need to be fixed first before I can move there.

I feel so bad since I can’t come to FTb Games first meeting eventhough I’m now the treasurer for the event. I want to apologize to all members of the committe. SORRY.

I’m 85.1 kg now (but it’s still 16.24, anything can happen later).