unsaid but hopefully well written

this one should be my reward for this semester. work hard. all efforts will eventually paid off :)

this is (finally) another post under the tags : studio 101.

setiap satu semester, saya rutin pergi ke tempat digital printing minimal 4 kali. Dua kali saat UTS, dua kali saat UAS. Satu kali untuk print display, satu kali lagi untuk print design report. Kadang-kadang lebih dari 4 kali per semester kalau butuh print display untuk presentasi progress project UTS/UAS. Digital printing has been an important part of our life as an architecture student.

Di deket kampus ada banyak banget tempat digital print, sebut saja tempat A, tempat B, dan tempat C (yang setelah disamarkan namanya tetap sangat obvious). Selain tiga tempat ini, jelas masih ada tempat-tempat lainnya, tapi tiga tempat inilah yang paling sering dikunjungi, terutama sama anak-anak yang seangkatan sama saya.

Saking seringnya kami ke tempat digital print, kami jadi punya preferensi masing-masing dan tau kelebihan kekurangan tempat-tempat itu. Ada yang banyakan trainee-nya, ada yang lama kalo hari Jumat siang, ada yang suka salah, ada yang kasirnya centil, ada yang pegawainya ganti-ganti terus, ada yang pegawainya pindah kerja, sampai ada yang punya operator print favorit. Saya sempet punya, tapi terus si mbaknya pergi entah kemana, mungkin karena terlalu jago jadi dijadiin manajer, who knows. Yang jelas karena si mbaknya ini pergi akhirnya saya pindah ke tempat print lain.

There's a lot of story about this theme. More than you can imagine. Mungkin karena segerombolan anak-anak ars ini adalah orang-orang perfeksionis, seringkali hasil printnya kerasa kurang terang warnanya, ada yang ke print dobel, operatornya trainee jadi rasanya pinteran dan cepetan gue kalo ngerjain, atau justru operatornya terlalu oke sampe kalo balik ngeprint pengennya sama mas/mbak yang itu aja. Ada juga yang kertasnya nggak dipotong jadi pas disatuin malah nggak nyambung gambarnya, dan lain-lain. Sering banget, setelah internal/eksternal/pengumpulan design report, kita makan sambil ngobrol soal pengalaman ngeprint. Sounds petty, isn't it? But try to do it more often, then you'll see things beyond the ordinary :)

There's too much to tell for one event of printing display in a specific place. Nggak cuma kegiatan ngeprintnya, ngejelasin ke operatornya mau ngeprint ukuran apa (dan cari harga semurah mungkin dengan cara ngeprint bareng temen), atau milih-milih kertas yang lamanya bisa bikin kesel (trust me it really happens). Kadang-kadang tempat digital print ini malah jadi studio dadakan saking banyaknya anak ars yang  mau ngeprint dan kepepet mesti lanjutin display di tempat. Ngemaket di lantai tempat ngeprint pake celana pendek dan sendal jepit dalam keadaan belum mandi itu sudah biasa. Ganti baju di tempat print dan dilanjutkan dengan dandan juga ada apalagi ikutan sholat di tempat ngeprint. Masih untung kalo yang bagian pengumpulan atau presentasi satu angkatan doang, kalo sampe ada dua atau lebih angkatan yang deadlinenya jatuh pada hari yang sama, tempat ngeprint ini jadi semacam studio multi angkatan yang ribut luar biasa.

We share joys of finishing the project, even though whining about how we haven't done our best is something that we often do in the midst of waiting for the display to be print. Kata-kata "Yaudahlah ya," atau "Lo bikin berapa lembar? Gawat gue nggak nyampe segitu!" adalah percakapan yang pasti terdengar di tempat digital printing. Kadang-kadang gue mikir, ini pegawainya ngerasa kita annoying, nggak ya? Udah berisik, bikin penuh, banyak mau pula (misalnya masuk-masuk ke dalem tempat operator karena ada halaman yang nggak ke print atau operatornya nggak ngerti apa yang kita omongin. true story). One of my friend said this (and I can not agree more to him) : "Tantangan terbesar operator digital print adalah ngeprint desrep sama portfolio anak ars,"

Untuk mbak-mbak dan mas-mas operator yang selama 4 tahunan ini setia jadi pegawai saat high season macem tempat wisata kalo lagi liburan, without you all, maybe we just have to set up our own company. Mungkin display akan jauh lebih seadanya dan desrep akan jauh lebih tipis tanpa tempat digital print. Buat mbak pinter, mbak yang sampe kenalan sama temen saya, mas yang jago ngeprint bolak balik tanpa kita harus banyak omong, untuk trainee yang kesel karena gerombolan mahasiswa ribut ini suka sok tau dan banyak mau, I think I rarely say thank you though you have been such a significant part in our life as an architecture student.

Thank you.

Am I making the architecture students sounds bad? I hope not. You know, there's something we just can't explain in words. Things people might think as petty and insignificant are something that will bother us as much as deadline. and we are not that great either. most importantly i do not meant any harm. thank you :)

I don't know how did it start, who said it first, who is the one who make it ours.

anyway, when you feel like giving up, remember why you hold on for so long to be there in the first place

On my Ethnic Architecture class last Monday, my lecturer said something like this :

Without questioning, you can't go anywhere. Questions are start of something

We were talking about our paper back then and I found that someone has finally make that thought into a full sentence. Of course he might not be the first and that may not exactly how he said it. But I guess this one is my favorite version.

Proposal Daisakusen. Nagasawa Masami and Yamashita Tomohisa. A sweet love story (that seems to be my favorite kind of movie) and friendship.

Atashinci no Danshi. Mukai Osamu and Horikita Maki. My first Dorama. A story about the value of family. Touchy, yet not the kind that would make you cry. One of the best that I would watch all over again.

Dragon Zakura. Abe Hiroshi, Yamashita Tomohisa, Koikei Teppei, Nagasawa Masami, Aragaka Yui. A story about a lawyer who become an instructor of a special class. He made a bet to make 5 students of a poor high school to enter Tokyo University. Lots of life lesson to learn, lots of learning methods to copy. Finally, a realistic drama, not the one to pamper your aim to reach higher :)

Orange Days. Tsumabuki Satoshi and Eita. A good story of university students. Plus people with disabilities and how they conquer the world :)

Hachimitsu to Clover. Mukai Osamu and Ikuta Toma. university students; their lives and their dreams. Choices and possibilities.

Voice. Eita, Ishihara Satomi, and Ikuta Toma. Story about medical students (you know how I love the story of them) being accepted into a seminar of forensic pathology  Conveying the message of those who have dead. My first japanese medical drama.

Code Blue. Code Blue SP. Code Blue 2. Yamashita Tomohisa, Aragaka Yui, Higa Minami, and Toda Erika. Another story of medical students with lots of blood and victims. One good thing about this movie is that it shows that doctors are human too, with possibility of wrong-doings.

the more I think about it, the more I realize that the majority of architecture student are in some kind of love/hate relationship. you said that it waste your time sometimes, that it makes you deal with some petty little things you never know exist before, it makes you stay up all night, it makes you addicted to coffee or any drink that helps you awake, it makes you do silly things like taking photo with a holed cardboard as if you are a game board (you know, the one with bunny appeared in a hole for you to hit), it makes your skin burnt after an endless survey, it makes you look terrible in the morning because you got no sleep and you have to present things early in the morning, and so on.

As bad as it would sound, it never really gets that bad. I mean, there is always pride in noticing details that some people may not even know, it always relieving to see your display printed on time after staying up all night, it is good to know a lot types of drinks and know exactly the effect to your body (does it make you stay awake and body-ache the day after, or it doesn't strong enough, or it makes you want more, or it doesn't taste good but it makes your eyes open), it is always fun to do silly things people won't do in their classroom, it is amazing how you can find things in a place that being taken for granted after being in that place almost a whole week, and it makes you proud.

really, I have never seen someone talks about architecture (no matter how bad it is for them) without such enthusiasm.

I guess we are all suffer from the love/hate relationship with this major

I think it's about 4 years ago. I'm in the middle of conversation with my homeroom teacher. Talking about the inevitable topic of university and she asked me this question, "So what will you do then if you still this moody?"

I have this acute mood swing back then when I was high school. Nothing serious, it's just something I can't hide from people. But back to my personality, most of the time, it faded away almost as quickly as it happened.

back then, I replied childishly, "I can drink the milk," and the list continue, and write on my diary, or listening to some yellowcard on my iPod, or buy some ice cream, or holding hands with istia, or sleep, or anything as simple as drinking the hot milo.

But you know, that time when the simplest things happened has gone far. Now, problems have to be solved, not to let go by listening to Lights and Sound. Problems are something I have to deal with, instead of writing it all on my diary. It's not that I'm still that 17 year old girl with an acute mood swing and a weird addiction to ice cream, diary, and milo. It's just that life happens to be going and not waiting.

Ever heard that life begins at twenty? twenty-five? thirty? Go on with whatever you like, the truth is, life doesn't wait until that designated age. Life just begin, and keep on going. You are the one who has to keeping up with its pace. Life just begin, and keep on going. Brace yourself, that's reality.

And I'm etching that last paragraph to my mind with the hope of ten years later, when I re-read this writing a 21 year old me has written, I can smile and tell myself that I have been at the same pace with the life.

and since this is a special morning for me, I'd like to listen to the live version of this song as much as I can all morning

one thing about architecture is that it always takes you somewhere. My friends went to Mentawai this year and Alor last year. I went to walk along the Sudirman pedestrian this semester and along Wahid Hasyim earlier this year.

last monday, it takes me to kota tua. I went for a site visit regarding my project on afair 2013 and this is what I got

iseng buka-buka folder foto terus tiba-tiba inget kalo kira-kira setahun yang lalu, saya ikutan acara archicare.

Archicare itu salah satu prokernya anak sosma yang intinya adalah bikin workshop buat anak-anak kecil, workshopnya berkaitan dengan dunia arsitektur (semoga deskripsinya nggak ngaco) intinya kepedulian anak ars buat anak-anak yang kurang beruntung. Acaranya sih main-main, nonton film, bikin prakarya, dan ada materinya juga. Dan yang paling penting adalah gimana excitednya dan nggak bisa diaturnya anak-anak kecil itu. Disuruh kumpul kelompok tiba-tiba nggak mau, disuruh nyanyi eh jadi garing, hahaha. gitulah pokoknya, emang dasar nggak bisaeun kali ya ini sayanya.

(click to enlarge the photos)




anyway, archicare is coming to town! saya mau ikutan lagi ah,

Ekskursi Mentawai 2012

AFAIR 2013

Marcela Mangabeira and Roberto Menescal cover version

Those were the days of our lives
The bad things in life were so few
Those days are all gone now but one thing's still true
When I look and I find
I still love you

reminds me sooo much of my high school days :'')

a friend of mine have ever said to me : fail is healthy

now, at this very moment I feel like tore into two. One part of me want to finish this so badly and the other part know that this thing won't be good due to the lack of time.

you know, giving up is the easiest way to do, some people success to pass through the line, and the rest may not. but I don't want to make it as an excuses. fail is healthy but you have to give the best of you are until it can not be done anymore. fail is healthy, let's give the quotation mark on the word fail. 'fail' is healthy. giving up, none at all.

[x]

after a while, finally I got my tickets (and some friends who are willing) to watch the movie. saya termasuk yang super telat baca bukunya, baru Februari kemarin. in summary; it was a good love story, not so cheesy, dengan ending yang sesuai harapan, tapi perjalanan yang super panjang. I also read Dee's blog about the journey of her making the book, and it was interesting.

when the movie teaser was out, I was enchanted. Dreaming about how this Kugy girl turns into a real figure. Pertama kali liat Keenan juga ngerasa kayaknya sesuai banget sama yang ada di buku. Ditambah soundtracknya (terutama bagian 'dengan radarku menemukanmu' (sorry for the cheesiness. ini kayanya bertambah dosisnya kalo saya yang nulis)) yang sederhana dan mudah dicerna tapi nempel banget. I can't hardly wait for the movie to be in the cinema.

jadi akhirnya hari rabu kemaren nonton filmnya, setelah dipengaruhi sama beberapa review temen, saya agak kepengaruh juga sih, jadi punya ekspektasi tertentu sama filmnya. jadi kalau menurut saya, filmnya lumayan.

sebagai pembaca buku perahu kertas menurut saya jalinan cerita yang dibuat Dee tentang kugy dan keenan ini mengalirnya enaaaak sekali. knowing the characters from the very start, and how the conflicts begun. Itu satu hal yang menurut saya nggak kerasa di filmnya. Di adegan-adegan awal kerasanya terlalu lompat-lompat. tiba-tiba kugy suka keenan, tiba-tiba ada wanda, tiba-tiba ojos marah-marah, tiba-tiba keenan dateng ke sakola alit.

saya justru mulai seneng nontonnya begitu tokoh remi muncul (reza rahadiaaaaaan #jeritjerit). setuju deh sama temen saya yang bilang kalo tokoh remi nya charming banget. mulai dari situ, buat saya filmnya jadi enak ditonton (bukan cuma karena ada reminya).

karena itu akhirnya jadi nggak sabar nunggu film ke-dua nya :)

yah, after 'dengan radarku menemukanmu' comes 'dan upayaku tahu diri, tak s'lamanya berhasil, 'pabila kau muncul terus begini'. thankyouverymuch. saya jadi mikir jangan-jangan akhir filmnya beda jauh sama bukunya ;p

for another review, please click an x below the picture :)

ada orang pernah bilang sama saya begini :

teh, jangan nggak suka sama orang. kalo nggak suka itu sama karakternya.

saya mau bilang:

kak, itu susah. susaaaaahhhh sekali. sampe saya mikir, apa otak saya saja yang terlalu bebal jadi nggak bisa menghargai orang lain. nggak bisa melihat sisi baik seseorang saking fokusnya sama kekurangan karakternya. apa hati saya saja yang tidak mau menerima kalau ada orang lain yang berbeda dari saya. tapi, somehow, saya mau bilang terimakasih. karena kakak pernah bilang begitu sama saya, saya jadi belajar menerima, saya jadi berpikir lebih panjang. sekarang saya sudah tau manfaatnya apa, maksudnya apa...

kak, kata dosen saya, bersikap objektif itu tidak mungkin. pasti sebenernya orang yang ngaku objektif itu subjektif juga. tapi saya memutuskan untuk tidak ambil pusing. yang penting usahanya, niatnya, kemauannya untuk berbuat yang benar ya, kak?

 

finally cewek yang nggak pernah hiking ini pergi juga menghirup udara segar muhahahahahahahahahaha
last week, I went to Dago Pakar with some high school friends. A random meet up of 9 people (tadinya 7 mendadak nambah 2 orang) without even a day of preparation. hasilnya adalah kaki pegel-pegel minta dicopot pas perjalanan pulang but anyway, it has been super fun.

jalur dago pakar-curug ini sebenernya bagus dan seger banget. a real refreshment for a depok citizen like me, yang sehari-harinya cuma ngeliat hutan UI dari balik jendela bikun. sayangnya, pengelolaannya nggak serius, jadi pejalan kaki seperti kami cukup terganggu selama perjalanan.

here's some good points :
di beberapa spot perjalanan, ada semacam papan penjelasan yang bagus dan rapi tentang spot tersebut. Permukaannya ditutup semacam kaca jadi nggak ada coretan dan lain-lainnya. Ada juga beberapa saung yang kondisinya sih nggak terlalu rapi karena banyak coretan, tapi cukup bisa dipake buat duduk-duduk.

treknya udah ketauan. Ada semacam paving block yang nandain jalan, jadi for a super newbie kayak saya kemungkinan nyasarnya sangat kecil. Lagipula, cukup banyak penjual makanan di beberapa titik perjalanan yang bisa ditanya soal jalan.

ada goa belanda dan goa jepang yang bisa dikunjungi. Ada penjelasannya juga kok tentang kedua goa ini (kemarin nggak sempet baca). untuk yang mau berkunjung, sangat sangat disarankan untuk membawa senter sendiri, atau minimal HP yang ada flashlight nya biar nggak usah nyewa senter yang ditawarin.

and some bad points :
OJEK! kesel banget saat kita lagi enak-enak jalan tiba-tiba ada motor nyelonong gitu nyelak jalan. Bisa jadi motor pribadi (yang memang boleh masuk ke jalur pendakian) dan yang lebih sering adalah ojek yang memang sengaja mangkal untuk mengangkut pengunjung yang males jalan. Please, dengan keadaan jalan yang menanjak-menurun dan kira-kira maksimal lebarnya 1.5 meter, pejalan kaki harus share dengan motor yang ngendarainnya berasa lagi di jalan raya, ngebut dan nggak mau ngalah. Di beberapa spot, pejalan kaki malah yang harus ngalah dan jalan di luar jalur paving block. Mungkin karena motor motor yang super banyak bulak balik ini juga jalan di beberapa tempat jadi rusak dan akhirnya becek.

SAMPAH! dengan niat mulia ceritanya, abis pulang piknik saya mau ngumpulin sampah dan buang ke tempatnya. Kalo nggak bisa ngebersihin, minimal kan sampah sendiri dibawa pulang, ya. My bad, I can't see any trash bin anywhere. akhirnya temen ada yang nyuruh nanya ke ibu-ibu warung tempat kita jajan sebelumnya, eh malah dijawab "tinggalin aja di situ neng," ckckckckck. Seriously, udara di Curug Omas itu udah super sejuk dan seger banget, sayang tidak didukung dengan lingkungan yang bersih.

anyway, untuk liburan singkat setengah hari yang diawali dengan kumpul di terminal dago jam 7 pagi dan berpisah setelah makan di gelap nyawang jam 4 sore, my latest day out has been one of my favorite. Untuk informasi tambahan, trek ini panjangnya 5km, dan kalo super newbie seperti saya bisa sampe, pasti orang lain bisa juga ya :)

these two words running around me these days (after this heavenly month of Ramadhan and bandung-escape). that people has their own perspective and their own priority, therefore their opinion on things might differ.

My friend said that one of the advantages of meeting other people is to preparing herself to the real world, when the toughest one wins over the weak. She said to me that it is an experience to enjoy, not some bad moments to be grumpy about. For me, it is when we learn that we have to listen and filter. That people has their own perspective, it is something unchanged. But it does not mean that I have to follow through. That I have my own perspective is something that people has to know too.

From the perspective comes the priority. A friend of mine said that our past is not her priority right now. She told me that meeting all of us is a reward for a hard work she has done. That is not someone's to argue, that is her priority that comes from her own perspective.

It's hard to defend yourself sometimes, people might not listen. but anyway, your perspective and priority is something that people has to respect. Still, listen to other people that their voice might be right. Filter it with your knowledge, make yourself a better person.

my friend, Inay, is the oldest of us three. And now she is graduating, the first one of us three. We've been spending three years together, not getting along well every time but we can hardly count the times when we were not getting along.

it's hard to believe that we are finally being in this phase again, for me and dinan, the last year of university (insya Allah) and for her to step on the world after the university. We are getting older, and hopefully mature as well.

happy graduation inay! best wishes for your upcoming life. No, I can't say more than this. I am way sooooo happy for you, and words fail me. I want to put all the smile emoticons here but I'm afraid this post will be meaningless, so then I give you my prayer.

You know that as long as you keep your faith, nothing will stops you. Sesungguhnya hanya Allah satu-satunya pemberi pertolongan. congratulation on your graduation! :) :)

because I'm feeling happiest today :) even more than a feeling when I see this picture

x

don't you want the waaay I feel..

balada cewek takut darah yang hobi nonton drama dokter. liat orang diinfus aja meringis ini liat orang dioperasi mendadak di terowongan. serem tapi nagih. lagi nonton ini loh saya dari seminggu yang lalu.

Rumah adalah tempat pulang, sejauh dan selelah apapun
Rumah adalah portal untuk memeriksa kerja dan menata ulang rencana
Sebelum pagi menarik raga pergi
Rumah adalah ruang belajar yang tidak ada habisnya
Tempat mengenal. Memahami. Lalu memberi.
Rumah adalah suka yang punya makna, dan duka yang menemukan jawabnya
Area pertama yang seharusnya dibuat paling berbahagia [x]

Jangan tanya, saya nggak ngerti. dan jangan diketawain juga karena saya nggak ngerti. setiap orang menulis dengan alasan dan maksud masing-masing, kan? Nah, saya masukin tulisan ini karena maksud saya sendiri. Mungkin beda sama yang nulisnya. Jadi jangan tanya, artikan sendiri saja.

Rumah adalah suka yang punya makna, dan duka yang menemukan jawabnya

this might be the most selfish line ever ran in my mind (by now).

Thank God I could not.

today is my best friend's birthday. She is turning 21 today, and she is a friend I didn't get to meet even twice in a year

but anyway, today is her birthday and I'm having difficulties deciding what should I say to her today through this post. I think of making her a card or a simple present, maybe later...

today is the day when she was born 21 years ago. Now, she has become a friend, an older sister, an older brother, the clumsiest person, a person to look up to, an inspiring person, an aspiring writer, a fighter, an adventurer, a doctor-to-be, a person to talk to, a sleepover host, and a friend of an architect to be.

Happy 21 fulki! May you live a marvelous, wondrous, blissful, blessed, and sparkling life. And for the rest of your age may you become the best of you are.

for the sake of us, I didn't include our photos together. we shall have better ones.

"when you feel like giving up, remember why you hold on for so long to be there in the first place"

saya nggak tau harus merasa beruntung atau nggak karena nggak pernah mengalami yang namanya MOS disuruh bawa barang aneh-aneh.

Dulu, jaman SMP, waktu saya pulang sekolah, saya ngeliat serombongan anak baru dengan segala macam atribut (pita rambut, kaus kaki, tas karung) di depan sekolah mereka. Kebetulan, pas angkatan saya, di SMP nggak ada acara MOS begitu. Saya lupa, sih, MOS nya kayak apa, yang jelas kami nggak disuruh pake atribut macem-macem atau menebak-nebak apa barang yang harus saya bawa ke sekolah karena di suruh kakak kelas.

Waktu SMA, MOS saya cukup berat karena saya baru pindah ke Bandung dan tinggal sendiri. Isi MOS nya sendiri kebanyakan berupa game dan motivasi dari guru tentang cita-cita kami.

Waktu kuliah, saya baru ngerasain ospek yang bener-bener melibatkan senior dan gimana rasanya ngerjain tugas sampe malem dan kumpul-kumpul seangkatan. Tapi, nggak seperti fakultas lainnya, atribut kami cukup name tag berwarna dan slayer.

Makanya, pas kemarin adik saya yang kedua masuk SMA dan harus bawa macem-macem saya sama adik saya yang pertama malah ngetawain daftar tugas dan bawaannya. Menurut adik saya yang pertama, sebenernya adik saya yang baru mau masuk SMA ini nggak usah segitu nurutnya lah sama kakak kelas. Kalo ada salah-salah sedikit juga nggak usah panik, toh salah-nggak salah, dia akan tetep sekolah di sekolah yang sama.

Saya nggak bisa menilai sebenarnya, karena saya nggak pernah mengalami MOS yang dialami adik saya. Tapi, saya pernah menjadi panitia semacam ospek saat kuliah, dan saya merasa seharusnya semua yang disuruh sama kakak kelasnya adik saya di SMA ini ada alasannya. For the sake of the name : orientasi siswa. Segala barang aneh-aneh yang disuruh dibawa ini harusnya adalah hubungannya sama kegiatan orientasi.

Masalahnya menurut saya, kalau tujuan dari orientasi ini adalah disiplin, kompak, dan patuh, hal itu mungkin nggak tercapai karena jaman-jaman MOS ini justru adalah jaman ngerepotin keluarga. Ibu saya sempet ke pasar dan ketemu sama ibu-ibu yang sibuk nyariin tali rafia dengan warna tertentu buat anaknya. Adik saya pergi untuk nyari barang MOS dan ketemu sama ibu-ibu lain yang malah nanya maksud dari nama barang bawaan yang disuruh dibawa. Saya yakin banget, pasti ibu-ibunya panitia MOS ini juga mengalami hal yang sama. Sayang banget, kan, satu hal penting yang bisa menghasilkan nilai positif untuk si siswa baru malah berakhir jadi ngerepotin sekeluarga.

Here's my positive thoughts of the tasks :
dari seluruh barang bawaan aneh-aneh yang mesti dibawa dan dibuat, sebenernya kakak kelas bisa membentuk sebuah kelompok anak baru yang bisa bekerja sama dengan cara mengharuskan barang bawaan itu dikoordinir di kelasnya. Misalnya, ada anak yang nemu barang ini, ya dia bilang ke temennya yang lain dimana tempat belinya, atau malah beliin dulu dan saat mereka ngumpul, barangnya dibagi-bagi.

dari tugas bikin essay anak-anak baru bisa bebas mengekspresikan pandangannya tentang MOS yang akan mereka hadapi, secara nggak sadar, mereka memiliki ekspektasi tentang apa yang akan mereka dapat, dan nggak cuma merasa dikerjain selama seminggu (atau berapa lamapun durasi MOSnya)

dari tugas nyatetin alamat temen sekelas, minimal si anak baru bisa kenal sama semua temen sekelasnya. Dan walaupun akhirnya cuma seorang yang nyatetin alamat dan yang lain minta fotokopinya, paling nggak ada proses komunikasi dan kerja sama dalam tugas itu.

A lot of things can be gain, yet when you take it the wrong way, the wrong things start showering.

Salahnya dari MOS ini menurut saya adalah pendapat orang-orang terhadap kegiatan ini udah negatif aja. Ajang ngerjain dan dikerjain. Sepositif apapun makna di balik semua tugas dan barang bawaan. Saya sendiri baru tahu hal ini setelah kuliah (yang menurut saya telat banget, padahal saya nggak dapet kegiatan MOS juga) Sayang banget kan, kalo MOS yang sekali per tiga tahun selama SMP dan SMA ini cuma jadi ajang ngerjain dan dikerjain?

finally understand why she put this up :)


this is the time to be
more than a name
or a face in the crowd
this is the time
this is the time of my life

Hari Sabtu kemarin akhirnya saya jalan-jalan juga. Setelah liburan cuma bulak-balik kampus dan komputer, akhirnya Fadilah ngajak pergi ke Jakarta Book Fair. Setiap tahun biasanya kita pergi, sih. Biasanya di hari terakhir. Soalnya kalo hari terakhir biasanya diskonnya lebih banyak walaupun venue nya jadi lebih rame.

Kira-kira kami sampai jam setengah sebelas di Istora dan langsung kalap soalnya stand yang paling deket pintu masuk adalah stand periplus yang lagi diskon gila-gilaan. buku impor yang harga normalnya bisa sampe 90ribuan, tiba-tiba bisa jadi 21ribu! Sayangnya, kami cuma beli 1 buku karena merasa belum muterin bookfair dan nggak asik aja kalo kalap di depan.

CHERUB series di stand periplus yang ternyata seru dan nyesel karena cuma beli satu dan nggak ada terjemahannya dan nggak tau lagi harus beli di mana dan ternyata ada 12 buku

Setelah muter di bookfair, kami akhirnya ikutan bedah buku travelove nya Trinity dan kawan-kawan. Sayang sekali fadilah nggak bawa buku The Naked Traveler nya, jadi nggak bisa minta tanda tangan Trinity. Padahal abis bedah buku, semua pengarangnya langsung turun ke tempat penonton dan bisa dimintain tanda tangan.

bedah buku travelove! (sayang sekali fotonya blur)

parade anak-anak kecil!

Kami akhirnya dapet makanan di stand punya temennya fadilah yang asli orang jepang :D


Kami juga beli kakigori yang mirip-mirip es serut.

kakigori apple-orange!

 Dan ketemu banyak doraemon

sejuta tahun setelah bukunya terbit dan akhirnya filmnya tayang dan teman-teman saya ngefans sama pemeran Alif Fikri (dan temen lain yang katanya mirip si pemeran itu) akhirnya saya baca bukunya juga. Negeri 5 Menara has been everywhere around me ever since the book published, cuma, entah kenapa, saya nggak punya keinginan untuk membacanya. Mungkin karena nggak tertarik sama latar belakang ceritanya yang pondok pesantren, atau pola ceritanya yang flashback setelah si tokoh utama sukses. Saya nggak tertarik untuk meminjam apalagi membeli meskipun buku keduanya sudah terbit dan teman-teman saya bilang bukunya bagus.

Sampai akhirnya, di tengah-tengah liburan panjang terakhir saya sebelum skripsi (insya Allah), bunda bawa bukunya pulang ke rumah. Karena nggak ada kerjaan dan buku yang saya beli sudah habis dibaca, akhirnya buku itu saya baca juga. Dan saya langsung merasa sedikit menyesal karena tidak membaca buku itu dari awal bukunya terbit.

Kata-kata di dalam buku menggugah saya. Yes, I'm an avid reader but I don't get inspired by the words on the book so often. Mungkin karena buku yang saya baca kebanyakan buku-buku cheesy dan fantasy, yang ada saya malah emotionally involved sama tokoh fiksinya.

Ini bagian yang paling saya suka dari bukunya :

"...katanya, kalau ingin sukses dan berprestasi dalam bidang apa pun, maka lakukanlah dengan prinsip 'saajtahidu fauqa mustawa al akhar'. Bahwa aku akan berjuang dengan usaha di atas rata-rata yang dilakukan orang lain. Fahimta. Ngerti, kan?"

"Iya, tapi itu kan biasa saja, semua kita tahu,"

"Aku sangat terkesan dengan prinsip ini. Coba renungkan lebih dalam untuk merasakan kekuatan prinsip sederhana ini. Ingatlah, sang juara dan orang sukses itu kan jauh lebih sedikit daripada yang tidak sukses. Apa sih yang membedakan sukses dan tidak? Belum tentu faktor pembeda itu otak yang lebih cemerlang, hapalan yang lebih kuat, badan yang lebih besar, dan orang tua yang lebih kaya. Tapi yang membedakan adalah usaha kita. selama kita banyak usaha dan bekerja keras di atas orang kebanyakan, maka otomatis kita akan menjadi juara. Lihatlah, berapa perbedaan antara juara satu lari 100 meter dunia? cuma 0,00 sekian detik dibanding saingannya. Berapa beda jarak juara renang dengan saingannya? Mungkin hanya satu ruas jari! Untuk juara hanya butuh sedikit lebih baik dengan orang kebanyakan!"

Percakapan antara Said dan Alif ini bikin saya berpikir, oh iya, ya. klise. tapi benar. benar sekali. Dari sini saya merasakan bagaimana orang-orang yang sukses di sekitar saya memang melakukan yang seperti itu, pulling all nighters, yang saya bener-bener nggak suka karena bikin pusing dan seringnya cuma merubah jam tidur. Mungkin saya kurang bertahan sedikit. Saya nggak pernah tau berapa jarak menuju berhasil karena saya selalu menghentikan diri saya sendiri sebelum bekerja di atas rata-rata kemampuan diri saya sendiri.

Masih banyak sebenarnya bagian yang saya sukai dari buku ini. Bahkan membaca kehidupan anak-anak di pesantren membuat saya ingin mengulangi masa SMA yang juga jauh dari orang tua dan dikelilingi dengan semangat yang hampir sama. Saya jadi tahu, bagian mana yang tidak saya optimalkan, dan bagian lain yang saya tidak mengerti maksudnya jaman SMA dulu. Pesan dari buku ini klise, tapi benar. Hal-hal yang tadinya saya abaikan karena saya anggap terlalu klise, tapi kemudian, setelah saya meluangkan waktu untuk membacanya, jadi terasa tidak sepele.

At the very end, walaupun pastinya sangat terlambat untuk menulis ini, this book is a highly recommended. Sebelum kuliah, sebelum lulus, masih sekolah, sudah lulus, sudah kerja, siapapun yang membacanya, menurut saya, buku ini bisa menyentuh dengan pesan-pesan sederhananya. Mungkin efeknya berbeda. Positif tapi berbeda.

Saya jadi ingin cepat-cepat membaca Ranah 3 Warna :)

 

my most favorite part of Rick Riordan's series of demigods stories is the friendship between Percy and Annabeth.

Q : of all your Camp Half-Blood friends, who would you most like to have with you in battle?
A : Oh. Percy. No contest. I mean, sure he can be annoying, but he's dependable. He's brave and he's a good fighter. Normally, as long as I'm telling him what to do, he wins in a fight. 

we don't travel back in time. we just don't.

because once we know we can have that second chance, we will waste the first knowing we can try it again later. however, though we don't travel back in time, sometimes we just screw the chances.

every time I watch this drama, that thought come to me. I feel relieved though because I don't need any fairy tale to messed up with my already-drama mind.

I just hope that this kind of thought etched within me.

this prayer move me :

Ya Allah, when I lose hope because my plan have come to nothing, then help me to remember that Your love is always greater that my disappointments. And Your plans for my life are always better than my dreams. (source)

the prayer somehow fit me the best. After two days running away from reality, keep on re-watching videos to help me forget a thing, I came to a conclusion. No matter far I run, the past will never change. It may not be forgotten too after all the time, but it helps you grow into someone bigger than you are before.

People who tells that the process is more important than the result are not a hypocrite. Neither those who care only about the result. Maybe we just have to take every small good things from both the process and the result and learn from them patiently. For the life itself is a never-ending learning process.

happy holiday! :)

hal paling sulit saat mau mulai ngerjain persiapan presentasi adalah niat. There's a lot in mind already, but the will hasn't come yet. Cliche, dan sebenernya dibuat-buat. Tapi entah kenapa selalu terjadi empat kali setahun, dua kali tiap semester. tiap mau uas dan uts.

kalo liat portfolio orang-orang di internet itu suka sedih sendiri kalo liat folder tugas di komputer. mereka kalo ngerjain itu penuh passion dan keliatannya emang kayak lagi seneng-seneng bukan menuhin deadline. seringnya tanya-tanya sendiri, kapaaaan ya kerjaan gue keliatannya bisa kayak gitu. salahnya adalah, yang gue lakukan cuma nanya-nanya sendiri aja, bukannya bergerak. hehehehehe. ini masalah se obvious ini kok nggak ilang-ilang juga, ya?

jadi yaudahlah, ini post tentang refleksi diri doang. soalnya lagi butek, minggu depan presentasi tapi mood ngerjain ga dateng-dateng, ngetok pintu di kepala aja nggak. huah. what am I going to do with myself? but anyway, harusnya quote-nya Edmud Bacon bener, ya : "It's in the doing that the idea come,"


happy (almost) holiday

The Hunger Games trilogy is the most thought-provoking, mind blowing, with the unhappiest happy ending story I have ever read. It is intense, and it doesn't even lose its charm after 3 books. I did think it was boring at the second book, but when I move to the second part of the book, I change my mind. Anthony Horowitz and Rick Riordan has not been exaggerating for their comment on the cover.

Thank you, Suzanne Collins, for Katniss Everdeen, Johanna Mason, Cinna, Prim, the prep trio, Haymitch Abernathy, Boggs, and Katniss' father. Thank you for the brilliant Quarter Quell Arena. Thank you for the shocking ending.

Somehow I realized that I rarely write about my life as an architecture student.

Sebagai anak arsitektur, gue merasa hidup dalam asumsi orang banyak. Begitu ada orang yang denger kalo gue adalah anak arsitektur, secepat itu juga mereka menyebutkan meja gambar. I can't say it was wrong, though it is not entirely right. Menjelaskan pada orang-orang mengenai apa yang sebetulnya gue kerjakan menurut gue sulit. Gue menggunakan meja gambar di kampus, tapi gue tidak melakukan seperti apa yang mereka bayangkan; gambar teknik for almost 24/7, in my school, we are not doing that kind of thing.

Biasanya gue menjawab; 'nggak kok, sekarang udah pake komputer,' yang sebenarnya nggak sepenuhnya benar. gue menjawab seperti itu setelah menyesuaikan diri dengan apa yang ada di bayangan sebagian besar orang yang bertanya, bahwa kerjaan gue adalah menggambar dan menggambar.

Seriously, kalau ditanya tentang gimana kuliah di arsitektur, I believe that I will never be able to explain it in a short time. Tadi sore, secara random temen gue bilang kalo gue bisa menulis tentang anak ars, that would be interesting. Karena suruhan random itulah gue jadi kepikiran, but I'm not really sure where to start and what to tell. And that makes me come up with this idea. What about asking people what is it that they're want to know about architecture school and architecture student. Tentu saja semua yang gue tulis akan penuh dengan pengalaman pribadi gue yang mungkin tidak ditemui di sekolah lain, but anyway, if you want to know anything, just leave your feedback. thank you :)

dear you,

reading yours makes me feel like I have done something really wrong back then. At the slightest time, I hope for the time to take me back there but I know it will never going to happen and all that I have is everything that is in front of me now. That you have been on a very right hand, and I should be focused on my own business.

I'm lost at words now. I guess you were having a very hard time, were you? I wish I could be a better sister or friend. I wish you could share your stories to me, not avoiding me for the so-called gap of age. I was so arrogant to ignore the idea of being growing up and living life in teen ages.

I'm sorry. And I mean it. Thank you for the enlightenment anyway. And I miss you

I should have watched TedTalks from a loooong time ago knowing that most of them are truly inspiring. This is from one I just watched by Benjamin Zander. click here to watch more.

 "it's one of the characteristics of a leader that he not doubt for one moment, the capacity of the ppl he's leading to realize whatever he's dreaming. imagine if Nartin Luther King had said, "I have a dream. Of course I'm not sure they'll be up to it"

"So now, I have one last thought, which is that it really makes a difference what we say --the words that come out of our mouth. I learned this from a woman who survived Auschwitz, one of the rare survivors. She went to Auschwitz when she was 15 years old,and her brother was eight, and the parents were lost. And she told me this, she said, "We were in the train going to Auschwitz, and I looked down and saw my brother's shoes were missing. And I said, 'Why are you so stupid, can't you keep your things together for goodness' sake?' " The way an elder sister might speak to a younger brother.Unfortunately, it was the last thing she ever said to him, because she never saw him again. He did not survive. And so when she came out of Auschwitz, she made a vow. She told me this. She said, "I walked out of Auschwitz into life and I made a vow. And the vow was, I will never say anything that couldn't stand as the last thing I ever say." Now, can we do that? No. And we'll make ourselves wrong and others wrong. But it is a possibility to live into. Thank you."

dream big achieve bigger

I overheard a friend of mine, talking how she was planning to get into an architecture school before she got into one. She was saying that right now, she is going to make such plan again, for a bigger future, I guess. Life goes on after all, nothing waits you, not even the yellow bus or the train in the station.

i have a dream. I have lots of dreams and sometimes I just keep quiet and wait. But yes, people are moving, it seems like the one who are not moving is me and trust me this is frustrating. It seems like everything that is already on your hand slips just like water dropping from a hold of a hand. What is left is only the glimpse of it, the tiniest bits of it.

dream big and achieve bigger. you are what you dream of.

my childhood is relatively childish and fun.

I remember memorizing almost every theme song of anime; Doraemon, P-Man, Ninja Hattori, Hamtaro, Flame of Recca, Captain Tsubasa, Digimon, and so on. Waiting eagerly for Harry Potter new book, and sang Sherina's songs.

I remember all Sunday waiting for Doraemon, Digimon, and other anime on TV until noon. Watching Agnes on Tralala Trilili, and shouting 'tetep asyik' everytime the host asked 'apa kabar dunia' on Kring Kring Olala Show.

Sampai sekarang, di studio, kalo lagi bosen ngerjain tugas yang nggak selesai-selesai, sering banget randomly nyanyi lagu anime jaman dulu itu, ngetawain liriknya, dan cerita-cerita tentang ritual sunday morning jaman kecil; gimana dulu bangun pagi cuma buat nonton Let's and Go dan nggak mandi sampe jam 11 siang saat semua kartun selesai ditayangin, or how fixated we are on Amigos and Pokemon.

I feel grateful for my childish childhood. Terutama pas kemaren liat di TV ada anak-anak kecil, even younger than my 4th grade brother, nyanyi lagu Cherrybelle plus koreografinya. Bukannya apa-apa sih, cuman nggak seru aja, masa pas mereka gede nanti nggak ada cerita tentang kartun or any childish thing. Gue kasihan, jujur aja, lebih rela ikutan nonton Barney, Magical School Bus, dan Dora the Explorer daripada ngebiarin anak kecil nonton acara musik yang akhirnya bikin mereka nggak ada cita-cita lain selain jadi terkenal, instantly. Minimal, kalo nonton Dora itu, kan, kita bisa belajar bahasa Spanyol.

No offense, really. Jadi artis itu nggak salah dan susah juga, but just don't waste their mind with something not yet for their age. Childhood might be the years of fun and honest we won't get back even if we try to. Semasih-masihnya temen-temen gue baca Doraemon, nonton Cardcaptor Sakura dan One Piece in marathon, humming lagunya Ninja Boy, dan nyela-nyela Hamtaro, we are only reminiscing the past, not repeating it.

Ada banyak temen yang bilang, 'heran deh anak jaman sekarang kenapa pada pengen cepet gede,' because for me, and maybe for them, when we were young we were wishing to be forever young. It was time when we have nothing to worry about, not even the school. Because the more you grow, the more responsible you have. Now, have it while you can, bocah-bocah imut yang masih kecil! Be talkative, be curious, and be childish, you won't even get a second back :)

bahagia itu sederhana. sesederhana selesai baca buku, berhasil bangun pagi, berhasil internetan tanpa main coco girl, punya pulsa untuk balas SMS, selesai target baca buku, bikin layout bagus, produktif di studio,

dan email penting yang masuk di inbox.

bahagia benar-benar sederhana :)

The One That Got Away cover by Boyce Avenue. wondering why I didn't notice them way long before now, maybe I will have a chance to watch their show.

Katy Perry's original version is also awesome anyway.

I have this unconscious (and weird) interest on nicknames. For me, nicknames only works for those who knows you so well. When everyone happens to call you with your nickname, it maybe caused by either you are too extrovert so it seems like everybody knows you and call you with your nicknames or maybe you have been experiencing something that happens to be the origin of your nickname and that thing was so phenomenal that everyone you know call you with that name.

I don't have much nicknames though my name is so common. I was having one when I was on high school. The name changes depend on who was talking to me. On my age, older, or even younger.

It's kind of awkward when people who knows me through a friend of mine started calling me in a way my friend calls me. It's petty and pathetic to feel bothered by that, but at first, it still weird. Call me anything but this is my view on nicknames :

was that weird? I guess so, but anyway, you don't call everyone with any names, do you? I guess that happens when we are cursing over someone. Associate those you despise with anything you hate that you think suitable since you have no relation with them.

I am happy for my nicknames, and for my high school friends who calls me that way. One of my friend was called Kong Ja (from Kungfu Komang), Plankton (from Spongebob), Kancil (from the tale of Kancil), and nyipski (the alternative name of the real name).

I was called Mpit (shortened version of my name), Pitri (changes influenced by culture), Pitrick (adapted from Patrick from Spongebob, the one that I like the least since Patrick is nowhere near normal) Aisyah (only my father calls me this way, I hate it when people call me this way, I don't feel special anymore), and Tepit (the modification of the first nickname by my junior on highschool).

Yes, nicknames mean that much to me. The untold stories and the unspoken words, and also the memories :)

how can you resist a bookstore that looks like this :

and sell this series :

aneh, nggak, kalo gue bilang perjalanan pake public transportation itu menyenangkan?

Yes, lately I have been wandering around Jakarta using public transportation. Rasanya ada kebanggaan tersendiri kalo bisa nyampe tempat tujuan tanpa nyasar atau salah naik angkutan umum. Sejauh ini, gue paling seneng naik kereta. Rasanya cepet aja sampe di stasiun tujuan. Dan sebagai orang yang nggak terbiasa naik kereta, bacain peta di atas pintu kereta dan hafal urutan stasiun itu rasanya cool. And traffic jam doesn't happen in the railway, I guess that's one of the other minor reason.

Selain naik kereta, gue juga lagi seneng naik transjakarta. Iya tau, di dalem bus nya umpel-umpelan kayak sarden dan leci kalengan. Bukannya gue naik transjakarta pas lagi sepi aja ya, pas lagi penuh juga pernah kok, dan sampe sekarang, kalo ada orang ngajakin pergi, hal pertama yang gue tanya adalah : "kalo kesana naik busway gimana caranya?"

Nah, beberapa waktu yang lalu gue pergi ke Gramedia Matraman (dengan bangganya bisa naik busway sendiri pake transit pula!) dan pulang abis asar, pas jam penuh-penuhnya. Gue nggak dapet duduk, tapi kebetulan gue berdiri di tengah, bukan di depan pintu. Karena gue turun di halte terakhir, gue juga nggak mikir untuk pindah karena kalo gue ada di depan pintu kan gue ngalangin orang turun.

Yang aneh adalah, pas udah lewat beberapa halte, tiba-tiba ada ibu-ibu teriak. Gue lupa kalimat benernya apa, tapi yang pasti dia protes ke petugas TransJakartanya karena penumpang terus-terusan dibolehin masuk padahal di depan pintu itu udah super penuh sampe kayaknya nggak pegangan pun nggak akan jatoh. Kenapa gue bilang aneh? Karena sebenernya, kalo ada orang-orang di depan pintu yang mau geser sedikiiiiit aja ke dalem, ruang yang tersisa di depan pintu buat penumpang lainnya bakalan lebih lega sedikit. At least, menurut gue, nggak akan ada tuh kejadian ibu-ibu tereak sampe 2 halte berturut-turut. Seriously, di tempat gue berdiri, gue bisa dengan santainya benerin earphone HP, SMSan, nenteng tas, dan ganti posisi kaki karena masih lega.

Hal ini sebenernya gue alamin juga kalo lagi naik bis kampus. Sekarang malahan di kaca jendelanya ada semacam poster kecil yang nyuruh pengguna bus untuk geser ke tengah supaya kapasitas busnya jadi lebih banyak. Kalo ada yang kuliah di Uni yang sama, tau lah ya, gimana penuhnya area di depan pintu bus kalo pagi-pagi, padahal kalo dapet di tengah, itu beneran masih lega.

Gue nggak pernah ngalamin kejadian yang sama di kereta. Hmm, ada sih, satu hal yang mengganggu, but it is another story. Anyway, persamaan masalah dari TransJakarta dan kereta api itu cuma 1 kayanya, penumpang yang bapak-bapaknya suka nyantai aja duduk walopun di depannya ada (misalnya) ibu-ibu berdiri dengan bawaan banyak. Cliche, I know. But that is what happening in town.

Still with all the problems, as a non-regular user, I love using public transportation. Maybe we have to be more tolerance so we can spread the love and also the comfort.

what brings you to blok m square this afternoon?

of course it must be the #10thnaadc. ini pasti euforia setelah Nicholas Saputra muncul di iklan L'oreal Men Expert, dan tiba-tiba dateng di afair2012 pas hari Jum'at (yang guenya ada di gambir jam 3 eh ga mampir GI) yang gara-gara berita itu langsung nonton AADC di youtube daaaan begitu ada info kalo AADC diputer lagi hanya 2 hari di Blok M Square langsung cap cus dengan randomnya.

I'm not a big fan of the movie. bukan juga fans berat dari pemain filmnya. Gue bahkan nggak follow twitternya Mira Lesmana, MilesFilm atau Nicholas Saputra. Cuma, film AADC ini adalah film yang tiap tahunnya selalu gue tonton pas diputer di TV jaman dulu (I was only 11 when the movie was released, so I didn't watch it when it is still in the theater), dan film yang (selain Petualangan Sherina) kalo nonton gue sampe hapal dialognya.

Hayo, siapa yang dulu abis nonton langsung ngikutin tulisannya Cinta yang huruf 'R' nya gede di adegan dia nulis surat buat Rangga pas mau ngembaliin buku? I would say that I do. Dan siapa yang jaman sekarang nggak tau kalimat 'Salah gue? Salah temen-temen gue?'? Because that words, besides the phenomenal scene of chasing after Rangga at the airport, entah kenapa sangat terkenal dan menurut gue... simply memorable.

I'm not going to review the movie. I know that most of you (especially those in my ages) have already watched the movie, maybe for more than twice. For me, the movie is simply nice and right.

For your information, gue jadi orang yang beli tiket pertama di 21 tadi siang gara-gara ngiranya bakalan ada antrian lebay sampe ke luar bioskop (which is not, mungkin karena Kamis siang juga yang free ya kami-kami ini mahasiswa yang masuk kuliah minggu depan). Gue dan 3 temen gue udah harap-harap cemas aja tuh ntar tiba-tiba ada pemain filmnya yang muncul (yang ternyata nggak. dan yaiyalah nggak).

Selama film diputer, yang kedengeran adalah suara orang-orang ngetawain Milly dan suara-suara cewek ngomong 'so sweet' di beberapa adegannya Cinta sama Rangga. After all, menurut gue, film ini kan emang diputer lagi karena 10 tahun itu, so you might not really pay attention to the movie (since it already etched to your mind), but you'll definitely enjoy the reunion :)

ini masih dalam rangka ngarep tweetnya di reply sama Mira Lesmana dan/atau Nicholas Saputra loh. well, keep dreaming :D

waktu SMA, gue beberapa kali mampir ke Palasari demi beli buku murah. Dengan keinginan baca yang segitunya dan uang jajan yang nggak terlalu mendukung plus tinggal nggak sama orang tua, Palasari yang semua bukunya didiskon jadi pilihan yang tepat, terutama karena setelah harga buku murah, kualitas juga bagus (kecuali sial dapet yang bajakan), pilihan bukunya cukuplaah... asal jangan cari yang aneh-aneh dan mau kuat nyarinya. Kalo mau nawar pun bisa, bahkan kalo harganya nggak cocok bisa pindah ke toko buku sebelah, siapa tahu harganya bisa jauh beda.

Sebelum kenal toko buku diskon di jalan Supratman, gue bisa dibilang nyari apa-apa di Palasari. Buku UN, buku teks buat pelajaran, novel, dan kawan-kawannya. Gue punya satu toko langganan, berhubung gue bukan orang yang hobi muter-muter demi nyari buku yang mau dibeli.

Kemarin, waktu nge-Bandung dadakan selama 3 hari 2 malam, eyang ngajakin ke Palasari buat beli beberapa buku. Setelah urusan eyang selesai, iseng, gue ngajakin eyang mampir untuk ngeliat toko langganan gue jaman dulu itu. Seneng banget deh, pas akhirnya bisa nemuin toko yang cuman satu petak nggak pake pintu itu. Ukurannya kayanya bahkan gak nyampe 3x2 meter. Di dalamnya penuh buku di rak-rak kayu sampe ke atas dan buku-buku yang nggak muat di rak ditumpuk begitu saja. Imagine you are in a small room only for two people (three at most) surrounded by hundreds of book. Semacam nggak bisa gerak kemana-mana karena liat ke kanan barisan buku liat ke kiri tumpukan buku. Ke belakang keluar, dan ke depan ke tempat bapak penjualnya duduk dan nyampulin buku.

and the simple happiness coming not only from visiting that specific place again, but also from the greetings. "Cari apa neng? Cari novel? Udah lama si neng gak ke sini,"


yes, the owner still remember me.


Gue yang pada awalnya entah kenapa nggak semangat meskipun ada di Bandung (the only destination I would beg for my holiday), jadi nggak bisa berenti senyum setelah masuk ke toko itu. Ternyata diingat sama orang itu efeknya bisa sedahsyat itu, ya? Rasanya gimanaaa gitu, padahal gue juga bukan orang yang dua puluh kali bulak-balik ke toko yang sama loh. Rasanya kunjungan gue ke sana bisa diitung jari, dan nggak semuanya beli juga.

Setelah liburan ini, kalau nanti ke Bandung lagi, tau banget bakalan kemana. Makasih ya, Pak, masing inget sama saya, that means a lot.

the last 6 days was unusual days in my life.

Monday to thursday, stay over at my grandparent's house
thursday night coming home late
wednesday morning leave home at 06.45, catch the morning train and went to Bandung by 10.35 train (that supposed to be 9.25 but I was late about a minute!)
friday afternoon going home by 12.00 train, arrived at 17.00

and tomorrow I'll be going again

It's just not me, not a girl who supposed to choose stay every day with a nice weather home, reading great books in the room alone, listening to maroon 5.

I'm not a person who would choose to stay over at some place when I know that I could have my quality time at home. Not a person who would travel anywhere in short notice. Not a person who would choose to wandering alone in Bandung rather than mingling with her old friends (however it takes).

this short trip and big changes within a week might not be an extraordinary experience for you. but it is, for me.

for the enlightenment, thank you
for the loving care, thank you
for the room to stay, thank you
for the great scenery, thank you
for remembering me, thank you

i was trying to upload a video made by my friend for our final presentation but sadly the size is too big so I can't make it.

padahal videonya kureeeen loh hahahaha. intinya video itu nyeritain soal the library in the making nya, sampe akhirnya selesai. So I'll share some photos I and my friends have taken :


 

the team! (minus 3)

and seeing how excited they are :D

don't forget to check this link for other projects and this link for more information about the class. Greatest elective (i have) everrr (taken until now) :D. thankyouverymuch!

entrance gate. it should have shaped heart. well, it is. I accidentally bump into one of the column (gara2 heboh temen gue mau nulis alias V3 di sebelah nama gue gara2 gue nulis jakarta pusat deket GI di deket namanya >.< maaf yaaaaaaaaa!)

by syifa. one of my mentee waktu baru-baru maba (CIEEEEE SENIOR #gapenting) ini tekonya ngeluarin air loh. cool ya. nyala-nyala pula (weird addiction of something nyala-nyala. tau sepatu nyala-nyala, kan? gue punya!)

ini nggak tau punya siapa. I don't really into paintings or something like that but this work is definitely ROCKS

ini nggak tau juga punya siapa. but I love this one :3

this one is interesting. it made of capsule!

and this last one caught me most. I just love it. by Ryfa (padahal gakenal)

WHAT I LOVE THE MOST. FREE GIVEAWAY! stickers! sayangnya satu orang cuma boleh dapet 1 dari 5 stiker  jadi akhirnya gue nyegat-nyegatin temen cowok gue yang lewat, nyuruh mereka nulis nama di buku tamu dannnn ngambil stikernya:3 (jadi sekarang punya TIGA!)

If you happened to come to the exhibition,went to the board where you can write your comment and see a pictures come from 9gag with my name written not far from the picture, that's not me. definitely not me.