New Pages: September 2005

Friday, September 30, 2005

not a boredome

What do you get when you fall in love?
A guy with a pin to burst your bubble
That's what you get for all your trouble.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.

What do you get when you kiss a guy?
You get enough germs to catch pneumonia.
After you do, he'll never phone you.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.

Don't tell me what is all about,
'Cause I've been there and I'm glad I'm out,
Out of those chains, those chains that bind you
That is why I'm here to remind you

What do you get when you fall in love?
You get enough tears to fill an ocean
That's what you get for your devotion.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.

What do you get when you fall in love?
You only get lies and pain and sorrow.
So, for at least until tomorrow,
I'll never fall in love again!
I'll never fall in love again!

Don't tell me what it's all about
`Cause I've been there and I'm glad I'm out
Out of those chains, those chains that bind you
That is why I'm here to remind you. (here to mind you) 3x

What do you get when you fall in love?
You only get lies and pain and sorrow
So, for at least, until tomorrow
I'll never fall in love again
Oh, I'll never fall in love again
(I'll Never Fall In Love Again by Burt Bacharach / Hal David)
I heard this on the way to office today, couldn't help to giggle while paying attention to the lyrics
I'm not that depressed thou...fall in love is good anyhow.

dear stranger...

Today I just feel like writing for you. Thou I don’t know if you know me and maybe you even never notice me.
You are just like other strangers I passed by on my way to office, out for lunch, q-ing at ATM, or maybe the one who ride motorcycle I almost hit few days ago.
How are you? What are you thinking right now? I saw you sometimes look empty, drifted somewhere no body has know.
Do you have any friend? Family? Husband, wife, kids or relatives?

Excuse me if I’m a little bit noisy.

I am just right now thinking if I can guess what is in your head.
I saw you stepped into my Mom’s bakery just now, straight to the cakes shelves. Picked one or two then you asked for wrap to go.
‘Berapa?’you asked, ‘Tujuh ribu, bu’, pelayan answered.
Well yeah, suddenly you mentioned something about q-ing for more then an hour at the gas station, and as you reached there, they only allowed you to fill up to 25.000.
‘Gila ya, sudah tunggu lama-lama…’ that is one of your worries.
You know, stranger, yesterday there are mass demonstrations all over Indonesia. Jakarta, Bandung and here,Makassar. And they said on the newspaper that today will be one of it, too, and even bigger.
Yesterday was a day off for me at office. But I was there, to face the empty office. Just because of my promise to my boss, stranger.
When I was out for lunch with Ibu Itha and Risma, we saw trucks filled up with peoples. The demonstrants. I thought they were local soccer fanatics. I was in doubt to drive home, thus I just stayed at office another one hour, to let them pass by.
Do you know onething, stranger? When these people get upset, then can do anything, hit the car, turn it upside down, or even burn it. (maybe with you inside). Well, I don’t wanna be a tomato (or fish, or oncom) for next life and don’t wanna end my life as a barbeque, thus I think it is wise to just wait.

So what do you think stranger?

I saw you once in your safari suit. Civil servant uniform. You looked happy as usual. Maybe since it was Friday, which means you don’t have to work for too long. But actually what is your working hour? I saw you came to the office before I reached there.
Around 7:30AM? But then Icould not see you anywhere later on.
They say you were at nearby mall, but it was 10 AM.
Oh, maybe it was coffee break?
I wonder what you were thinking when you were at office. Did you enjoy working there? What do you think about your assignment? Is it good? What do you think about Friday? I often see you came and joined the morning aerobic with your colleagues. Was it fun? I mean, to work only for 2 or 3 hours and return home? Or maybe you have other things to do?

Well stranger,

Do you know that my 97 years old Grandma often see you riding your becak?
She repeated several times how sorry she is to see you passing by without customer.
Or maybe it was just coincidence.
Maybe you just dropped your customer off. Do you feel lucky to be a tukang becak? You don’t need any gasoline. But maybe you worried of your children’s transportation cost? I heard they will increase the pete-pete cost. Well, no wonder thou, since the price per liter will be twiced more expensive than before.
Do you think you’ll take them to school in your becak? Then, that means you’ll reduce your riding-hours for customers…
Hmm…tough. But I think you still looked cheered. Why?
What made you so happy?

Maybe you can share some happy stories?
...or at least make up one?

Thursday, September 29, 2005

good food, good talk, good luck to you.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005


that's the office as I arrived today after seminar.
somes have said I'm not a person that can be alone.
not preferable for a working environment.
Office is so empty.
Most of the Japaneses have returned to Tokyo, directly after the workshop.

The only late bird will be leaving tomorrow morning, then only several local staff will stay.
I have several other things to do, and that is also good since I will definitely have all the time for those things...

But still, empty office is not a nice working environment.

knock knock...anybody's there?

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Married to Oncom

What do you wanna be for your next life?
What do you wanna be for your next life? Vegetable or Fish?
Huh?? I don't really believe in next life.
I prefer to be human being, just like now.
Well, you only have those two choices.
Hmmm....Fish maybe.
Why? I wanna be tomato.
What? How come?
I love tomato, it is red, pretty, I love tomato.
Well...I like tomato too, they are pretty red, yet I never think to be one.
Fish is better at least it can move.
Ja, agree.
It just pretty strange, that you like something and then you wanna be that thing!
Well, at least it is better then be married to that thing...
There's a friend of mine that really in love with something like fermented soya bean.
No...something with strong smell
What is that...anyway, I don't know what's the name is. But It is...fermented soya bean with strong smell...
Well this friend of mine really likes that thing that he would be happy to be married to that thing.
Married to an oncom? what a strange thought.
hmmm...we can understand it in this way.
He likes that strong smell, which means he likes to have a wife with strong smell...
Now that is even more ridiculuous, thou not impossible.
Well, for me, I prefer guys that smell good. Well, he doesn't need to be perfumed at least he has no strange smelly body odour.
Anyway that is out of point.
Well, ok. but you see, my friend is much terrible than me, he would like to do something that is most unlikely possible.
I only want to be tomato, for my next life. maybe next time i'll see you as part of this sambal? ah....there you are.

this is the fish. delicious to eat, so I don't wanna be one of them...I love to be me.

Monday, September 26, 2005

Wicker Park Rules!

It was weekend with movies again.
I borrowed 3 movies, but just managed to finish 2 of them.
One is Wicker Park, the other one is Birth.

I love Wicker Park. Yes, with cool soundtrack perfects the movie.
It is just some usual love story, with doubts, passions, envies, and unwise decisions.
Yet it is not a usual romance movie.
Since the movie started I had several conclusions where this story would go, and none of them were rights, and I should change them in 2/3 of the story.
The plots (I don’t think it has only one plot) are so thick, that it was difficult for me to take a pause.
It is no heavy movie, not even try to be one.
The actors are good, I should admit I never really know where have they played before, I think the main character Josh Harnett was in a TV series, but I’m not sure.
When it comes to end, I thought it’s going to be another Hollywood style ends, thou yes a bit.
But, it runs so fast with sudden thrilled moment that you (at least me) never think would come.
I won’t explain the end; it’s a sin for those who haven’t watched.

Afterwards I medley with Birth.
I should have watched this first before Wicker Park, to reduce disappointment.
This time a Nicole Kidman movie. I’ve seen her movies recently (Stepford Wives and The Interpreter) and they were good. So I thought, “well maybe this is gonna be good, too”
Well, it is not.
A heavy movie wanna be, but becomes boring and lousy one…at least for me.

The story is so linear, there is neither up nor down, just drop dead flat.
Boring, boring, boring.

Anyway…having headache after the 2nd movie, off I go.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

Series of Unfortunate Days

Not of mine, those were of a colleague of mine.
I knew him as a person that always tries to make things well-controlled.
Won’t leave the office without clean-up his table (even for lunch) and put everything on the right position.
Checking twice (or even more) all the assignments he has delegated to others.
Writing really slow and carefully.
Double (or triple) check when he is doing payroll.
I accused him to be ‘obsessive compulsive’ –sure he denies it.
Until these last few days…

I don’t really say he haS days of bad luck…it sounds like a bad wishes.
But some people see things that way.

Mouse didn’t work.
Left his laptop outside the office. (not unfortunate enough to lose the laptop with all financial reports, our upcoming workshop report, and other important files)
Scolded by boss for being late for dinner
Failed with some computer programs
Lost his spec’s screw…

Well, those unfortunate days may haunt some people, you or even me (knocking woods)
Some say it is lowest end of your biological rhythm.
Some superstitious mention it might one’s worst zodiac day.
Believers will say it’s sign from God to pay more attention on your surroundings.
I said, he just didn’t have morning shower.

Just like New Orleans.
After hit by huge storm before, another storm has changed her mind to pass by Houston and switched to New Orleans.
Houston population have been evacuated to other places of Texas, Dallas is—city where my sister is—one of evacuations destinations.
The sad part is, those unfortunate events come when ones are not ready.

Sure there are also days of fortunes.

Not of mine—thou I always wish for good days—
but of Tim van Vrijaldenhoven, call him Tim (simple compare to his family name) A Dutch guy I knew thru some accidents when I was in Netherlands.
Anyway, last Thursday he went online and “Hei Yuli!”
It’s not usual for him to beep me thru MSN—normally this Tchim status always ‘away’.
I suppose he has something really good that he beeped me.
Hi! How’s life?
Good and not good, ankle is hurt after indoor soccer this afternoon. It is now as big as two ankles (oh ok, one for the unfortunate)
So how about the good one?
Well, I got some money from Delft.
Nope, it’s something I don’t know how to explain. They said I am the best graduate..
Oh wow!!!
500 euro…
Woohoo…that’s something.
And, another thing, I get a job with Swiss Company in Shanghai.
Another woohoo!

Well, those are just 2 goodnews from him.
Weeks ago, he told me about his thesis will be published by 010 publisher-Rotterdam (quite wellknown design and architecture books publisher), and his final thesis was perfect (score:9)

So it seems all the galaxy is aiming to you!
Yeah, isn’t it good fortune?
Well, you’ve been working hard, you deserve it.

Hmm…the last sentence was partly sincere. I know he worked hard, but most people are working hard too, yet not always as fortunate as him. Aren’t we?

So fortune and unfortunate people I met this week.
Coincidences? Nee, I don’t believe in coincidences.
All events on this earth are with purposes. Hugest or slightest, they have aims.

Good and bad. How about me?

My days were mostly ok. Being blessed as usual, but with very bad temper *shame* I should admit.
That colleague of mine has tasted my bad temper, and I hope it is not accounted as one of his unfortunates.

But above all, some of my wishes were come true.
Just two days ago I wish I got news from old friends, and I got two.
Tim and Theresa Mo—two unconnected persons.

Good to know that I’m still considered worth to remembered.
It is a good feeling.
I just wonder where Wolfgang has gone.
Haven’t heard anything from him.
But Ina always says: no news mean good news.

Bubbly as ever, I shall stop my blog for now.

Monday, September 19, 2005

Soekarno Hatta Airport, Terminal 1A 5:46:49 AM

Taking earliest flight, I’m off from Jakarta to Makassar, directly to work.
Yesterday was Mega’s wedding, my cousin from Mom’s brother.
People said that yesterday (18 September 2005) was the best day throughout this year to hold a wedding. Yet still a surprise to see so many wedding cars in parking lots at Mercure Hotel Jakarta. My sis, Nat, said there were about 15 of them!
In the afternoon when we went for hairstyling, it was sooo difficult to find a vacant salon. Same reason, too much clients—which would attend wedding party too, just like us.

I should have taken a snap of those brides moving here and there at the lobby of Mercure Hotel, since the elevator were jammed by people, there are long q at Elevator Hall—not exception for brides!

Now, I’m still half sleepy. I bet I’ll be late for office, and it’s Monday.
I think I have no assignment left behind before departing for Jakarta last Thursday, so it won’t be a hectic day (crossing fingers)

Purchased a book, Invisible Cities by Italo Calvino, I’ve been so motivated to read that book after watching Rani’s short movie based on that book.

About Rani (Ariani Darmawan), she is one of an extraordinary lady. A cinema artist. I saw her on Cosmopolitan Indonesia September 2005 edition, as Fun Fearless Female while having my hair done at salon yesterday. Was stunned and even checked twice. She is just looked as she is…thanks goodness, considering Cosmopolitan is kinda fashion magazine that won’t mind to do her a makeover.

My flight will off soon, and that means I should get back to work.

おはよ ございます Indonesia!

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Ping-Ping and Ray new baby born Posted by Picasa

Friday, September 02, 2005

imagination day

today is Isra Mi'raj, a moslem holiday in our country.
after a bad night sleep, I decided to make my day.
Brought my Mom for a hair do around 9 AM
on the way home I passed Odiva, a chain video rental on Sultan Hasanuddin.
It is not cheap, but anyway... I'm to lazy to stroll around on pirated DVDs.
Chose several title, I went back and start to watch.

First: Bridget Jones' Diary (1 & 2)...what a laugh, I remember a friend of mine during her 'single without boyfriend phase' was so influenced by this movie...too bad, it sells too much dreams. Nevertheless it is still a good mood lifter.~seeing Reneé Zellweger in that size, really convince me to watch my weight...hehe...
Next: Banyu Biru (indonesian movie) a long and slow plot, just a bit surprising when he woke up and realized it was a dream...
and just now I finished Finding Neverland a really beautiful piece on Peter Pan in the making.
I love Depp in this movie, I can't wait to see him in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, specially it is also a Tim Burton movie, I expect something marvelous just like Big Fish.
After Edward the Scissorhands and this I suppose Jhonny Depp is committed to movies of imaginations.

I wonder if I should rent some more tomorrow...will pass by and see...