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 :)
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 :
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 :)
I can't remember my last time stepping my feet at the sand of the beach. I can't call this a real beach either, though it is... but it doesn't feels like a real beach in my imagination. (I'm sorry if you don't get it). So I really went to the beach this morning (thank you for the randomness), but It's definitely not the best beach I can go to. I wish I could go to more places like this.
how can you resist a bookstore that looks like this :
and sell this series :
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.
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
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.
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
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
