one semester

how many kind of courses do we have in one semester? normally seven. or eight. 

in every single course there will always be several tests, could be quizzes, or exams. those test are given to us to check our understanding and skills related to the courses we are taking. we take tests, we pass, sometimes with excellent scores but the other times our scores are just sucks, but still pass.

there are even times when we fail on the tests. sometimes we are given chances to have a remedial test, but more often, we can't have those chances. so all we can do is let it go, fail is fail, we should just try harder so the next tests won't be failed again. 

i know you can guess what will happen next :p

yup. another analogy. that's my hobby, haha.

let's suppose that this life is a single semester. surely we don't take only 7 or 8 courses on this semester, but maybe tens, or even hundreds. each course sure have tests for us to accomplish, and some of them may have a remedial test while some of them don't.

our typical mistake is, sometimes we refuse to accept the fact that some tests do not have any remedial for our failure. there are some things that are done, can not be fixed. yes, He is All-forgiving, He will always give us chances. when we can't have the chance to fix our failures in the past, unwittingly we are actually offered a chance to learn and become wiser, wise enough not to redo those mistakes.

move on. :)

untuk para pejuang siskomsat (dan pejuang2 lainnya)

i've got sick, since about 4 days ago. just kinda boring illnesses --> coughs, colds, headache, sore throat, fever, but all of them were the fairly severe ones. i rarely get sick, thanks God, but once i did, it's never been on the proper time. eh. okay, i'm not the one who's in charge of arranging the schedule of my sickness, anyway :p
 

today i've been lots better, start panicking about tomorrow's siskomsat exam. oh fyi i'm having 3 consecutive exams for monday to wednesday. and my current condition is: haven't studied properly. yet.

well i'm not alone. a friend of mine also have just started to study for tomorrow's exam because yesterday she had her big family coming to her house, gotta be a good host, didn't she? another friend of mine postpone his intention to study because his friend wanted to go to the job fair today and asked him as companion.

if we're talking about priority, yes tomorrow's exam is important, yes we should study properly, and yes it takes time. but sometimes suddenly come that circumstance when you need to change the order of your priorities.
 

lets see the cases of my two friends. sometimes we all need to override our priority to do something else that we think we should do. if you think it's right to do, just do it. if He think it's right to do too, then He will never let you face the consequences of it alone.

He gave us enough time, guys. tomorrow will be fine. and so will the days after.

Tuhan bersama mahasiswa tingkat akhir hamba-hambaNya yang pantang menyerah.

selamat belajaaar! <-- shouting loudly to myself

:)

i (still) wanna be a..

i have just watched history channel on tv with my mum. thank you iptv, we all can watch our favourite tv shows whenever we want and repeat them all over again :D

we watched my mum's favourite show: hidden cities. this show brought us to see the hidden, ancient places all over the world. in this episode they brought us here, to our beloved Indonesia, precisely around central Java. 

the adventure started with exploring hidden bunkers and fortresses made by Japanese (not literally 'made' by japanese of course, Indonesian romushas built them when we were still being colonized), then we had an great trip in a really old train from the Dutch colonial era (it's amazing  how the old engine still work till today) from ambarawa to semarang, the city where we found the house of thousand door (indeed it is the translation of the words lawang sewu -_-, oh here is the link, i once wrote it on one of my post --> lawang sewu). lawang sewu was once an train office made during the Japanese occupation, which have a large dungeon as a place for torturing the prisoners of the japanese. leaving semarang, we were guided to see a former palace in kotagede, before we continued to the palace that is still working till now --> keraton yogyakarta.

the last parts of the show brought us to explore the temples, the ruined ones and the restored ones. started with ratu boko temple and ended with the famous prambanan temple. these last parts of the episode reminds me of one of my dream when i was a kid:

i wanted to be an archaeologist. i really did.

i thought it'll be real satisfying to dig those soils and crash those rocks to finally found ancient building that buried deep hundred years ago and bring them up to the surface. or maybe we can found the skeletons of primordial humans, or even a treasure trove. yeah who knows. haha.

you know, i still wanna be an archaeologist. i still wanna be a cook, a pianist, and an astronomer too, deep, here *pointing to my heart*.

our childhood dreams were always more colourful than ever, weren't they?

amigo

money won't buy you friends, neither will popularity.

i wrote that quote once on my facebook status. yea sometimes, yes, i can be quite wise that i can share good quotes instead of curhat on my statuses. ehe. ehehe.

but isn't that true, my quote? yes you (or actually your parents? :p) may have lots of money, you can buy people meals, buy them tickets for the cinema, or ask them to come to your luxurious party, but still, those won't buy their heart. 

another condition, you maybe a star in your every class, you're so good-looking, you're bold and you're the head or holding a prestigious position in your organization. in other word, you're so damn popular. but do those guarantee that you'll get people's trust?

no, of course those two things i mentioned won't guarantee anything.

make friends is all about appreciating. respecting. giving a hand, instead of giving money. people won't even care about your richness and fame, as long as you can make them feel comfortable while you're around, make them feel like the time runs faster while they're with you.

make friends is also about inspiring and triggering. and last but not least: make friends needs.. trust.

so, are you sure those 'friends' are really your friends? not your money's friends or your position's friends?
think again. :p

*i myself never believe in the term 'best friend', but i quite sure i have those friends of mine who i can rely on.

*thanks to you all, fellas :)

closer.

dreams are sometimes seems closer when you're not the only one dreaming them.

no, this time i have no story to tell. i've only just got that quote in mind. 

that's quite true, anyway. 

:)

jealousy~

jealous. have you ever felt so? i bet you have. we all have. jealousy is the most natural feeling that humans have. since we're still so young, we've been jealous to everyone, about everything.

when i was in kindergarten i loved to perform traditional dance. me and some friends had at least once a week dance practise, and we're gonna perform it at the end of the school year. 

when D-day came, i was so excited, ready to rock, with my performing costume: super simple traditional clothes, with no thick make-up, no jeweleries, no accessories but a tiny batik scarf which can be used as a hair ornament. well it's fair, since the dance i was gonna perform is called "Tari Mendulang Intan", it is just about the life of the traditional countrywomen whose job is  panning for diamonds.

everything was so alright at the beginning, tapi semua berubah ketika negara api menyerang but it's no longer alright when i saw the dance group from another class. they're gonna perform "Tari Kipas", which i didn't even care what's that about, but i did really care about the costumes they wore. glam pink baju bodo with shiny goldy long necklace and sparkling brass bracelets. suddenly MY costume looked sucks. 

i was so pundung. then for the rest of my dance perfomance i refused to smile even a bit, doing my dance moves perfunctorily. ruined my one year dance practise. haha.

yeah jealousy sometimes brings us disaster if we can't maintain it correctly, as you can see in my story (i know, it's not a really relevant story anyway :p).

IMHO, jealousy is all about something good happens to other people which we wish to happen to us but it doesn't. yet. something good, like having things you really want, do come to some people just like that, with no effort. but for some people, it will come only if they are willing to fight. 

and for another people, however hard they fight to get that thing, they just can't have it. but there's one thing for sure: God is always fair. so you can't get something good you wanted? believe it, He's gonna give you something much better. 

:)

sunday night: galau

this post is about my last sunday night. i was, as any other nights, in my room, doing absolutely nothing but rolling lazily on my bed, when my mom called and asked me to tidy my room up.

this was my condition --> it was sunday night, about 7 pm. the next day would be monday, where my lectures start at 2 pm. i've done all the homeworks for monday and also for the whole week.

i really deserved some idle time. but yeah, anything for you mom.

i was just about to start cleaning my desk when suddenly that feeling came to mind --> galau (yes i failed to find a perfect word in english to describe this word -_-). galau about what? about what i'm gonna do after my graduation.

at first my galauness was only about two simple options: will i work or continue my study for master degree? for that question i texted and chatted several seniors of mine. i didn't ask them about which is better for me in their opinion, but i asked about what THEY will do with themselves. so for the next several hours i ended up laying on my bed, stay tuned with my cells (yeah cells, i have 2, 1 for social networking and browsing, 1 for handling most essential cellphone functions), reading texts and IMs from them.

i found out later that my question about those two options was not an essential one. having been chatted with my seniors, something else came to my mind. the thing that i must ask to myself is: what's your real passion in your life?

passion. one of the most popular words when you're being osjur-ed. the word that every senior emphasized, the thing we all should have and believe in. it's always been only a word for me, but there is a time when i should raise its level from 'only a word' to 'something i can't live without'. the time is about, now.

many of us can't find their real passion till the end of their lives, let other people determine standards of their success and happiness. many of us found their passion, but still, people's standards of success and happiness limit them.

so the second question is: how brave are you? how brave you are to stand for your passion, to prove to the world that this is you and this is what you were born to.

that question ends my galau session. change my state from 'galau condition' to 'very galau condition'. haha. it gave me something new to contemplate, anyway. trust me guys, the 'work-or-continue-study' thing is just easy. pick one, and say: bismillah, everything will be alright. but the 'passion' thing, no it's not that easy.

i myself think that i've got it, my passion, i knew it so long time ago. but there's still the second question. well i haven't been brave enough. *sigh

have you, guys?

#bersih2kamarakhirnyatinggalwacana

welcome!

yeaa, welcome to our 4th year here, fellas. feels like my first day at ITB was only yesterday. 3 years turn out to be not long, moreover this one last year. yes, one last. i'm planning to graduate normally like any other diligent_nice_cari-aman_non-activist_no-lover student (no, i'm not curhat-ing. hm. OK i am, a bit). 

so, i'm gonna live my life here a lil more effectively, do things i've always wanna do but i haven't, such as watching any movie at LFM, watching performances of UKM and ISO, and so on. i'm gonna enjoy every single day on this year, cause today next year i'll be, maybe, somewhere out there, working, earning my first rupiahs (or maybe dollars #ngarep), or maybe i'll be abroad, studying for master degree, who knows.

when that time comes, i'll be really miss this campus. along with everything and everyone related to it. 

alrite let's stop being melancholy. haha. anyway i'll try to write on this blog in english from now on. one said to me that writing in english can train my brain to think fast in english. it'll be useful especially if i haven't be able to speak english very well because it's still take several time to arrange a sentence in english while i already have lots to say in indonesian. it make me helpless. so, yeah i need training.

well, enjoy my newbie english. i'm not gonna change the name "ce.ri.ta" with "sto.ry" anyway :p

(pas bikinnya sedang terlampau galau sampe lupa ngasi judul)

sudah hampir di penghujung ramadhan. 

ibadah sebulan ini pastinya ngga sempurna. tahan laper udah. tahan haus udah. tapi tahan yang lainlain itu yang masih belum. teraweh masih bolong. tilawah belum sampe khatam. 

tidak mengelak juga kalau ramadhan kali ini agak sedikit lebih tidak fokus daripada ramadhan-ramadhan yang lalu. dengan alasan yang sebenarnya tidak bisa dijadikan alasan.

entah ini ramadhan terakhir saya atau bukan, ridhoi segala amalan saya, Rabb.

jadikan sebulan ini awalan yang baik buat saya menjalani bulan-bulan berikutnya dengan lebih ikhlas.

aamiin. :)

ngojay jay jay

..salah satu olahraga yang dianjurkan oleh Rasul adalah berenang..

berarti saya udah melaksanakan salah satu anjuran Rasul ya, hehe. saya suka berenang, walau cuman pake gaya yang itu2 aja. kalo ngga gaya bebas ya gaya dada. saya suka berenang karena:

• asik, main air, anak kecil mana sih yang ngga suka main air (kesimpulan: saya masih anak kecil)
• olahraga individualis, ngga perlu melibatkan oranglain
• santai, ngga bkin ngos2an

ntar kalo nemu alesan lain lagi ditambahin deh. yaa, jadi gitu. mungkin saya jadi suka karena dari kecil udah dibiasain. yang masih bisa saya inget sih.. jaman saya masih umur 3 tahunan gitu dah dibawa ke kolam renang, diajak main air. saya inget pernah kelelep juga waktu itu.

the art market

lagi asik ngenet, nemu logo pasar seni di salah satu galeri foto yang saya hinggapi. wih. udah kapan itu ya pasar seni. event gede (kalo di-inggris-in udah bukan big event tapi huge event kali ya) nya itb. dimana katanya bakal ada buanyak stand yang menjual barang2 seni dari berbagai pelosok negeri. saya juga excited, nunggu2 event ini. memang sudah kodrat saya untuk gentayangan di setiap acara2 gede itb, keliling stand2, liat2, beli2  barang (jarang banget kalo ini), makan2 (pasti), foto2 (fotoin orang seringnya), dan sebagainya. dan pasarseni tidak boleh dilewatkan.


waktu D-day pasar seni, udah janjian sama temen dari (agak) pagi buat keliling2 bareng. menyusuri area depan itb a.k.a jalan ganesa, masih excited liat garapan2 anak SR yang digelar sepanjang jalan, macem2, mulai dari mobil bekas yang dicat warna-warni, sampe karya2 seni rada abstrak yang berisi sindiran tentang banyak hal di negara tercinta. masih sempat foto2 walau di tengah lalu lalang orang.


belum puas foto2, tapi udah mulai panas jadi foto2nya ngga bagus karena mataharinya terang teuing, akhirnya kami masuk ke kampus, 'pasar' yang sebenarnya.

cah ndeso sobo sushi tei

tadi siang untuk pertama kalinya saya makan di sushi tei. tempat makan sushi yang kata temen2 paling top di bandung (baik dalam hal rasa maupun harga). menurut adek #1 saya yang masih SMA, yang kebetulan sudah pernah beberapa kali kesitu, sekali makan seorang rata2 perlu merogoh kocek hingga sekitar seratus ribu rupiah. haiyyyaaa.. anak SMA jaman sekarang jajan nya udah berani di tempat makan yang begitu. saya jaman SMA dulu jajan paling mahal palingan buat makan di waroeng steak sama temen2. betapa teknologi telah berkembang pesat ya. *ngga ada hubungannya

balik lagi. jadi saya ke sushi tei bareng bapak dan dua adek saya. sushi tei nya yang di pojokan jalan sumatra sebrangnya pizza hut regent (emangnya ada gerai sushi tei dimana lagi ya di bandung? awak pun tak tahu sih sebenarnya). begitu kami masuk, langsung disambut dengan sesuatu yg kedengarannya seperti "moshi-moshi" dan sesuatu lainnya yang sepertinya artinya "selamat datang" dalam bahasa jepang, diucapkan dengan serempak oleh mas2 dan mbak2 pelayan yang kece2.

sampai di tempat duduk, langsung deh ngubek2 buku menu liat2 makanan. sambil celingukan juga liatin meja sushi yang berjalan muterin bagian tengah ruangan, membawa macem2 jenis sushi dengan harga yang berbeda tergantung warna piringnya. laper mata, sodara2. akhirnya pesanan kami hari itu:

ketika sedang tidak kape

sore ini saya didaulat ibuk untuk masak makan malam. menunya: nasi putih, udang goreng tepung, sayur asem. plus teh panas buat ibuk dan bapak.

cara membuat nasi putih:

ambil wadah nasi dari dalem reskuker, isi dengan beras sebanyak 3 gelas takar. cuci berasnya dulu, buang air bekas cuciannya. isi wadah nasi dengan air sampai batas takaran angka 3 biar sesuai ama takaran berasnya. masukin lagi ke reskuker, nyalain reskuker. pastiin mode reskuker dalam mode masak nasi, bukan mode ngangetin nasi. biarin aja sampe mateng.

cara membuat sayur asem:

ambil satu buah tomat, tujuh kacang panjang, setengah buah labu siam, satu buah jagung, satu daun salam, sebungkus bumbu racik indofood yang buat sayur asem. kupas labu siamnya, trus cuci semua sayuran yang tadi disebutin.

tukang jagain parkiran

tau tukang jagain parkiran kantor? tau lah ya. yang tiap hari seakan2 menguasai puluhan mobil mahal yang berjajar. mata awas, seluruh penjuru ter-cover, nggakboleh sampe ada satu pun dari mobil2nya yang  kenapa2, apalagi sampe ilang dibawa kabur sama orang. 

posesif ya? haha. 

tapi, saat langit mulai merah, satu persatu mobil2 itu keluar dari parkiran, dibawa pulang sama pemilik aslinya. si penjaga parkiran cuma bisa ngeliatin. merasa kehilangan? mungkin. tapi dari awal dia tau, mobil2 itu titipan. bagian dia cuma menjaga mobil2 itu sebaik mungkin sebelum diambil lagi sama yang punya.

coba posisikan diri kita sebagai si tukang jagain parkiran. tiap hari kita juga jagain 'mobil2' titipan loh. jangan sampe kita terlalu posesif. ngga perlu putus asa atau sedih berkepanjangan ketika memang udah waktunya 'si pemilik' datang buat ngambil yang dititipin ke kita. :)

kalo kita jagain 'mobil' nya bener, 'pemilik'nya pasti bakal ngga segan mempercayakan 'mobil' lain yang lebih mahal buat kita jagain :D hehe

baju ganti

saya nggak pernah suka punya opsi tunggal, rasanya kayak bepergian jauh tapi nggak bawa baju ganti

seumpama kita mau bepergian jauh, udah pasti kita bawa baju ganti. kenapa ya? jawabannya simpel: kita tau bahwa selama kita bepergian itu baju yang kita pakai pasti akan kenapa-kenapa, bisa jadi kotor, bau, basah, bisa juga sobek. nggak mau dong, kemana2 pake baju yang kotor, bau, basah, atau sobek gitu. pasti nggak nyaman, nyiksa. nah kalo nggak bawa baju ganti, trus mau gimana? bugil?

kita semua pasti punya yang namanya rencana-rencana dalam hidup. rencana-rencana yang matang, yang sempurna. tapi namanya juga hidup. si rencana-rencana yang cantik itu pasti punya kemungkinan untuk jadi 'kotor, bau, basah, dan sobek' juga. maka bawalah selalu 'baju ganti': plan/opsi B (mungkin C dan D juga, tapi jangan kebanyakan bawa baju ganti, ntar kopernya kepenuhan :p).

jangan sampe bugil yah, dosa, mengumbar aurat :)