yakkk inilah saat saat di mana sebuah blog menjadi kantong muntah pemiliknya... no, i mean literally saying... pertama tama, gue pen bilang :

taeeeeeeeee!!!!

Alanis Morisette kagak jadi manggung!!! *nangis dayak* padahal sudah menyiapkan skema pelarian diri dalam pantauan suami yang baik sekali macam inang inang mau menongton Pinkin Lark... suda hampir titip duit buat beli tiket pulak uhuhuhuhuhu... emang kaga rejeki kaga rejeki rese rese reseeee... :((

sudah yang sebal sebalnya yang senangnya sekarang yach... i am now officially a guest list at this wicked place... huhuhuhu, sangkar dosa gue yang baru inih, thanks a bunch to you, Wi... lengkap sudah karena dj kegemaran saya adalah resident dj di sana... oiya ibuk ibuk, hari rabu itu ladies night loch... ya bagus deh kalao memang begitu... ^^;v

hei iya sekalian mau kasih tau ada beberapa perempuan sinting bermigrasi ke sini... hayu jenggg, dibikin rusyuuuhh...!! *ikutan Unyil joget joget ala cheerleaders dengan gaya siku siku Ultraman di atas meja*

*baca= julukan dj kegemaran... wehehehehehe....

and it was 6 years ago
how time indeed fly
seems like living in fairytale back then
as if we're invincible together
time to do some reality check now
walk on, move on, let's finish our tasks
no one says it would be easy
i do hope both of us can make it to the end of the road
can we?

wisst du dass ich liebe dich noch, schatz?
fuer mich, du bist unersetzbar
verstehe ich, es ist nicht einfach fuer uns
aber ich bitte dich :
versuchen wir nochmal
... bitte

Salvatore
You're so beautiful, Elena...That's what I wanted to tell you. When I meet you, I can't put two words together because...you give me the shivers. I don't know what you do in these situations, what you're supposed to say. It's the first time. But I think I'm in love with you.

Elena
Salvatore, it's awfully sweet of you. And even though I don't know you, I like you. But...I'm not in love with you.

Salvatore
I don't care. I'll wait.

Elena
For what?

Salvatore
For you to fall in love with me too. Listen carefully. Every night, when I get off work, I'll come and wait beneath your window. Every night. When you change your mind, open your window. That's all. I'll understand...

***

and he did. he waited for her beneath her window. determined. headstrong. checked each night on the calendar. for months. a lovesick man fighted his hardest battle. trying to conquer his loved ones.

she finally gave in to him. his sincerity moved her. despite the fact that her family was all against them. their affair didn't last long. but it was as beautiful as midsummer dream.

a damned-fate separated them. for more than 30 years. something remained unchanged. he never got married. for he could never get over her. she gave away her life to another man. a pair of children as an aftermath of their marriage. but neither love towards each other changed. she waited for him as much as he waited for her. life has it's own wicked way to play with their destiny.



this is certainly one of the best film i've ever watched. with yet another unrequitted love theme. and the scene of Salvatore waiting outside of Elena's window reminded me of this song's reffrain. hell, blame it to hopeless romantic side of me....

this weekend, an old friend of mine took me in for her dummy tracks recording. coincidentally, the studio that she would use belongs to this flamboyant lawyer's and this gorgeous trader's friend. the studio-owner and him happened to make all of my daddy's custom guitars so i brought along one of daddy's new beauty to give it a test.

it's quite fun and interesting to see how things work down there. the studio is adequately equipped for a low-cost studio *hey dude, i got a chance trying out your lil red accoustic Fender, she's quite a babe!*. could use a better PC though, had quite a problem with it while trying to open a track we took on previous session. mr. studio owner is very nice and helpful, managed to fix this problem and even extended our shift for the compensation. the place itself is small but very homey and cozy, i must say it's a very nice place to stay. lots of good food nearby, available until unearthly hours of the morning. there's also a pool table to unwind whilst waiting for each other's take.

recorded 3 tracks on 2 consecutive days. would be continued for mixing session in a short while. but here's something to remember from yesterday. i know, seems like everyone got their hands on his masterpiece. she even stayed over, due to studio owner's request to spend the night with him.. ;)

something ugly this way comes
through my fingers sliding inside
all these blessings
all these burns
i'm godless underneath your cover

search for pleasure
search for pain
in this world now i am undying
i unfurl my flag my nation helpless

black black heart
why would you offer more
why would you make it easier
on me to satisfy
i'm on fire...

i'm rotting to the core
i'm eating all your kings and queens
all your sex and your diamonds

as I begin to lose my grip
on these realities your sending
taste your mind
and taste your sex
i'm naked underneath your cover

covers lie
and we will bend and borrow
with the coming sign
the tide will take
the sea will rise
and time will rape

Black Black Heart - David Usher

anak lelaki itu adalah murid pindahan SD lain. dia kerap menjadi saingan si gadis kecil dalam perlombaan tingkat kecamatan. tingkahnya menyebalkan, suka mencari perhatian. genit, nakal, tidak pernah tertib. tukang onar nomor satu yang suka membuat anak perempuan menangis. gadis kecil itu sangat membencinya. ulah dan polah si anak lelaki menyusahkannya karena dia adalah seksi keamanan di kelas. centeng perempuan yang tidak sungkan menggebuk anak yang nakal dengan penggaris kayu setinggi satu meter laksana tombak. melempar anak yang ribut dengan penghapus papan tulis laksana lembing. memukul anak yang iseng dengan tangkai bulu ayam laksana gada.

hampir setiap hari mereka berkelahi. alasannya selalu berbeda. gara gara si lelaki kecil mengintip celana dalam anak anak perempuan yang main karet. atau membubuhkan minyak angin di bangku teman yang lain. rebutan pemukul kasti atau bola basket saat jam olahraga. namun yang paling sering adalah karena si anak lelaki ini kerap menjahili teman sebangkunya, anak perempuan lugu sahabat si gadis kecil. kedua putri cilik itu selalu pulang bersama usai sekolah karena rumah mereka cuma beda satu gang. ada saja keisengan yang diadukannya dalam cengkrama harian berdurasi 10 menit sepanjang jalan kaki mereka. dan setiap pagi keesokan harinya, si gadis kecil selalu mendatangi bocah nakal itu, memberinya peringatan agar tidak berulah macam macam pada karibnya. dan peringatan itu selalu dilanggar.

suatu hari, sahabat si gadis kecil mengulurkan paket kecil berbungkus lembaran kertas tulis buku AA. 'dari dia' ujarnya sambil menunjuk si lelaki kecil yang melambaikan tangannya sambil tersenyum jahil. ahhh, lelucon apa lagi ini, batin si gadis. dibukanya hati hati paket itu. isinya sebuah gantungan kunci timah berbentuk hati berpahat kata 'forever'. dia terkesiap, salah tingkah, tak tahu mesti berbuat apa. sambil berharap kulitnya yang hitam cukup legam menyembunyikan semburat merah bata dari pipi tembamnya. dimasukkannya gantungan kunci itu dalam saku bajunya dengan tergesa. lantas dia menyadari sebentuk tulisan yang tersembunyi dalam bungkusnya seakan berteriak lantang : aku suka kamu.

sejurus seusai bel pulang berbunyi, lelaki kecil itu menyejajari langkahnya di pintu gerbang sekolah dan bertanya 'kamu suka pemberianku?'. gadis kecil balik bertanya, 'kamu maunya apa sih?' dengan galak -sungguh khas dirinya-. si anak lelaki menjawab ringan 'aku maunya temenan aja kok' sambil menarik lengannya menuju ke parkiran sepeda. 'kita juga udah temenan, nggak perlu pakek begini beginian' jawab gadis kecil sambil memukulkan kertas bungkusan tadi ke dada anak lelaki itu. sepersepuluh nano sekon kemudian tangannya dipegang si anak lelaki. yang pertama kali buatnya, karena lelaki kecil itu tak pernah melakukannya saat dia menghukum kenakalan si anak lelaki. genggaman yang hangat. pipi si gadis kecil kembali terbakar, sambil mengutuk nasibnya karena repetisi hal yang sama dalam waktu kurang dari 24 jam.

'aku mau kita temenan. tapi kamu jangan terlalu dekat sama anak laki laki yang lain. nanti jam istirahat sekolah, kita jajan cirengnya bareng juga. trus pulang sekolah, aku mau nganter kamu ke rumah naik sepeda kalau nggak ada les sesudahnya. nggak papa kan kalo goncengannya berdiri pakai kaki kuda? sekali kali aku juga mau main ke rumah kamu setelah pulang latihan basket di Balai Rakyat, rumah kamu kan deket. aku boleh minta minum sama mbok Yem ya, air putih aja cukup kok. aku mau kita satu kelompok masak dan duduknya bareng kalo les tambahan sama pak Tri. aku mau kita tuker tukeran kaset Nintendo, stiker Panini sama komik Mimin. aku mau kita telpon telponan kalau sore sore, habis nonton Silverhawks, Thundercats atau Si Huma. nanti kalau ada bocoran siaran Sesame Street dari RCTI aku telpon juga deh. aku mau kita main sepeda sore sore dan jajan es dung dung sesudahnya. aku mau kita temenan, tapi lebih deket dari temen temen yang lain. seperti sahabat, tapi lebih deket lagi sedikit. soalnya aku suka kamu juga lebih daripada suka sama temen yang lain. kamu mau jadi temen yang seperti itu?'

gadis kecil hanya bisa mematung mendengarkan kata kata yang deras mengalir dari mulut lelaki kecil itu. anak kelas 5 SD. jujur, lugas, tanpa ada tedeng aling aling. dimanakah keberaniannya pergi saat tantangan yang hadir membutuhkan kejujuran hati? sehelai sabuk taekwondo berwarna merah yang biasa menjadi modalnya melabrak anak itu tidak cukup untuk menjawab pertanyaan (atau pernyataan?) yang begitu sederhana...

ps : hey you, i still keep that keychain for my room key...
i wish life treats you better nowadays...

pps: hey you, jangan ketawa ketawa deh!!! ;p

last sunday, we're giving away a bachelorette day out for a best friend of mine. she will tie the knot in two weeks and we were figuring out what kind of bash we would give. initially, we were planning of going out of town for a weekend getaway, grabbed some booze, hired male stripper, pajama party with lots of home made cocktail and shots plus bitching about male all night long. turned out that the parents wouldn't let her to stay over and worst, she had to go back home before 8 pm *what kind of curview is that???*. lucky that a few weeks back, me and a girlfriend managed to kidnap her out of town for a weekend getaway with lots of shopping, eating out, sight-seeing and also clubbing.

anyway, since we only have a half-day for her, we decided to have a pottery class and traditional buffet lunch at an outskirt of Jakarta. the place, Rumah Tanah Baru, is located in Ciganjur. arrived at 10 am, they then gave us welcome drinks and snacks, followed with a detour around the place. it consisted of a main house (for rent), a small traditional rumah panggung (also for rent), souvenir gallery plus cafe and resto. afterwards, we then have the ceramic workshop for around two hours.

now, what i had in mind was one of those Demi Moore-Patrick Swayze makeout scene from Ghost. very imaginative, no? but with 50 thou, we didn't even have the ceramics turntable, let alone a Patrick Swayze-like helper hugging from our back. in return, they gave us a baseball-size semi-wet clay to play around with ceramic moulds. which was actually a very good anger management therapy for me when it comes to smacking clay into the moulds -while chanting 'bastards! bastards! bastards!' or another excessive harsh words amongst a group of 9 girls in pink and... uhh, another groups of parents with children.

finished with a zodiac tile, a bumble-bee and a turtle *in reminiscence of Pablo, huhuhuhu* we then had a savoury Indonesian buffet lunch outdoor. foods were all tasty and fresh, i even confirmed it with one of the girl who happens to be a culinary expert -inherited from his dad's side-. we had sup asem asem with belimbing wuluh and garlic -without it's usual smell- , ayam suwir pedas, tumis tauge bunga pepaya -and it wasn't bitter-, jambal cabai merah, and perkedel jagung. ginger tea, fried banana and fresh watermelon were available for desserts. at that blissful moment, i do believe that heaven existed on earth.

what i really like is this place's ambience: very tranquil, peaceful, serene, artistic and natural. it's like coming home, with lots of open space, green trees, earthy and humane architectures that make you feel so close to nature. i'm particulary in love with those bale-bale and small pillows - i always wanted one in my own house, where i can relax, have a nap, indulge my books with a cuppa or simply lying there leyeh-leyeh and do absolutely nothing. and yes, i fell asleep like a baby for half an hour after those fulfilling lunch *blushed*. well, i was up until 3.00 am and had to wake up at 6.30 am for this class, not entirely my fault... rite?

we left that place around 2.30 pm, headed back to Kemang area then had ice cream in Gelato Bar. how i love these girls, all we did was eating, gossiping, bitching, snacking, laughing, sharing, (back to) eating -all through the day until 8 pm. i've uploaded some of the pics here, and guys : all of them are single and looking! well, except me, the bride's to be and a mother of a boy called Enzo. if you're interested in one of them, you know where to e-mail me... ;)

***

in addition to a healthy Sunday, i had a nice Japanesse dinner at Sushi Nobu with my favourite researcher and fund analyst on Friday. great fusion sushi along with umeshu+shoju mix that looks similar with martini -they replace the olive with plum- called Ume Express *thanks for unyil's reccomendation*. the chef was very friendly, too. too bad the place is a bit crampy. but otherwise, nothing is better than good food, good drinks and good convo with old friends. promise me we do this more often, kay?

full throttle drum n' bass party celebrating JavaBass 4th anniversary and a friend's graduation was held at Parc on Saturday. featuring my personal favorite that i discovered at Linkin Park concert plus a drop-dead gorgeous beefcake spinning all night long. bumped into a friend from elementary school who now owns a distro and some girls who were my juniors back in college for a girl birthday party. wow, never saw them pouring Absolute Vodka Orange like crazy before. you girls rule!!

iya, ollie sucaplang selamat sehat sentausa kok... kepalanya emang bocor plus beberapa jahitan di wajah dan tangan akibat terkena pecahan kaca, tapi nggak ada patah tulang maupun luka bakar lainnya... tadi sempet dibawa ke MMC sebelum ke RS Agung, Manggarai buat perawatan lebih lanjut... mari kita doakan agar wajah Rangga nya cepat pulih seperti sedia kala, amien...

jangan tanya bentuk kantornya seperti apa karena yang sisa rangkanya saja... tapi temen2 kantornya semua selamat dan baik baik saja...oiya, office boy kantor mereka masih belum ketemu... kita doakan dia baik baik saja dan selamat seperti yang lainnya...

rekan rekan kita yang lain di Kuningan juga kabarnya baik baik saja... ibu Sapi, jeng Dian dan ibu Serny selamat semuanya... keadaan Kuningan chaotic banget, kalo ada yang perlu banget ke sana naik ojek aja, itupun masih suka disetop polisi... gedung gedung sekitar kacanya pada pecah dalam radius 1 km... bomnya 4 kali lebih kuat dari bom Mariott, kemungkinan besar bukan dari C4... tapi karena jalan HR Rasuna Said lebih lebar bola apinya nyebar ke samping... makanya getarannya jauh banget sampe ke Kebun Sirih/Monas/Blok M...

terkutuk sungguh terkutuk... kemarin kemarin pemilu udah aman, sekarang bikin kayak gini lagi, 11 hari menjelang pemilu terakhir... maunya apa sih, nggak capek ya bikin orang takut, bikin orang terluka dan makin susah cari makan??? senengnya bikin bom setahun sekali menjelang akhir tahun... seperti perayaan pesta dengan hidangan utama makan daging panggang dan minum darah bangkai saudaranya sendiri... kejam kok puluhan juta kali dari setan dajjal yah???

itsukaraka tooku
karada made hanarete
ima ha kono basho ni
boku dake wo nokoshite
zutto kawaranai
futari datto shinjita
ano koro no you ni
mou ichido
aishita...


Tsuki no Uta - Gackt


omedettou otanjoubi, debu-chan...
udah 30 tahun ya...
udah waktunya cari orang yang bisa ngurusin kamu...
our first pact udah batal hari ini...
kecuali kalo mau nunggu 5 tahun lagi...
honto ni gomen ne, debu-chan...

surreal-surreal-surreal... just had one most wicked night in my entire life... it's like the best and worst night i've ever had and i just break all my own fucken goddamn rules... i don't know what's right or wrong or real or not anymore... i'm so fucked up big time, man... but hey,let's see the good side of it... first, i managed to get together with two girls i used to know during my very early year in campus... we used to live in Cempaka -an all girl dorm- nearby our campus and realized that we've known each other after, errr... a few shots... and dammit, seems like we shared the same interest in cheap alcohol during our nista time... all my respects goes to you two mamacitas!!! we definately have to go out together again next time... *moatch* :))

second, i realized that girls should really stick up to each other no matter what... i'm so lucky i was with three finest ladies that night, who gave me a lead on how to deal with a wasted girl with her head stucked in a loo... you give her water, lots of it... and it doesn't matter if you know her or not, you help... that is called a good common sense, period... and no, that girl is not me, if you must know... but it's a lesson worth learned since i wouldn't want to be one... unless you can just passed out on a friend' backseat car while others go for Starbucks... ;~___~;

so guys, thanks for a wicked nightout and taking care of me all through the daylight... but one thing for sure :
JC JAHATTT!!!!
BAJINGANNNN!!!!
;;;>_<;;;

updated at 09/06/2004
... elegantly wasted!!! *udahlah, sekalian aja... kagak mempan di blackmail! :p*

i'm suffering from an accute dyslexia and on-off book therapy for more than a year now. tried to cure it by going for a book spree, thought that my guilty feeling spending so much on books could speed my peruse-ability. tried to cure it by reading light pocket books, thought that without thinking too hard i'd be able to finish them faster. tried to read Indonesian books *my god, it even includes Agatha Christie's stuff that i used to finish in 2 days during my junior high time!*, thought that reading in my mother language would be a goddamn piece of cake. but none of them work, i'm so back to Crayon Sinchan once again *hey, nomer 36 sudah keluar sepertinya, huhuhuhuhu*.

and sire, you worried because i read crappy chicklits and self-help pockets? let me tell you something, so far i only managed to finish Confessions of Shopaholic and Girls' Poker Night while Shopaholic Takes Manhattan and Why Men Don't Listen and Women Can't Read Map is on my readlist *whoopsie!*. this might be a big dissapointment for Krugman and Neruda lovers out there. so i've become a trashy-book sucker, sue me! not everyone could read Huntington or Kafka for a leisure pleasure. and don't you forget, i have once convicted as a hedonist bitch - the ultimate sin of all- by our peers ; and fucking proud of it... :)

here i am, battling my sudden-myopia with Gabriel Garcia Marquez in my sight, let alone jumping into Milan Kundera's piece you brag about. you might see some of my post suits your mood but i can see writer's block coming towards me soon. but hey, don't let it ruin our next (dinner) date, am still looking forward to it. even a researcher need a drunk nite out, rite?

***

an addition to a lighter side, i had a quite good weekend despite of heavy flow of workload. managed to meet up some friends on their homecoming trip. Odol and Bison even brought along an old-friend from my Kukusan Gym days, i haven't met him for more than 5 years. then had dinner with some friend from Koeln and Dortmund, continued with a night out at a local cafe. and of course, Ndun JR and her beautiful fellas for another round of pool and karaoke after watching this. believe me, Denny Malik's Jalan Jalan Sore videoclip doesn't look so bad if you previously gulp some ice-cold Vodka Mudshake. ohhh those Lintas Melawai, Dairy Queen, Burger King and old Ratu Plaza days on top of excessive 'ngeceng' words...