hasil bersih-bersih mobil...

libur tlah tiba... selamat liburan semuanya...
selamat bgt ya bwt yg mudik dan/atau keluar kota... gw sih menikmati jalanan-sepi-setaun-sekali di jakarta...
dan juga menjalankan kegiatan yang selalu dan cuma gw lakukan di liburan:
bersih-bersih

target bersih2 kali ini adalah: mobil gw
berkat bimo yang ngoprek2 mobil gw di parkiran PM, dan menemukan benda2 yang gak lazim di laci2nya,

bimo: “mand, lo ngapain bawa penghapus bolpen? mo ngerjain ujian?”
bimo lagi: “mand, nyokap lo siap bgt ampe bawa cukuran dlm mobil”
bimo lagi2: “anying, ada creamer...!"

demi mobil gw yg dah overloaded, dan demi citra baik nykp gw, gw akhirnya berinisiatif buat bersihin mobil gw...
sbnernya gw sendiri juga dah risih, dari pertama gw bawa tu mobil, (yg sblmnya dipake nykp) di kaca spionnya digantungin gantungan 'klinting2' lah, ada bendera 17an yg gak dicopot2 lah...

so,, tadi pagi gw bongkar semua isi mobil, dan ini list barang2 yang gw temuin:

1. double tape -- 1


2. kantong kresek -- 3


3. kotak kalung bunder gold (yg klo kta bimo digosok kluar jin) -- 1


4. sisir -- 3 (sisir sikat, sasak, sm sisir renggang.. lengkap d...)


5. tas souvenir thailand 10x10cm -- 2


6. sarung tangan sepedah adidas -- 1 pasang


7. kantong bekas souvenir kawinan gak jelas -- 2 3


8. kipas lipat -- 3


9. bendera mobil buat 17an -- 2


10. boneka porno xP -- 1 >>ini oleh2 kyanya


11. bandana merah -- 1


12. headset HP nyokap -- 1


13. sendok plastik -- 4 (dlm 1 bungkus)


14. shaver -- 1


15. pulpen -- 3


16. penghapus pulpen steadler (yg biru jaman sd itu..) -- 1


17. sapu tangan -- 2


18. kalung -- 2 (1 dlm kotak, 1 da lgsg dbwa msk nykp)


19. daily medicine box -- 1


20. handy clean & antis -- msg2 1 botol


21. victornox "extra joss" (souvenir jg) -- 1


22. sunglass 80's punya nykp jaman masih muda -- 1


23. kotak amplop -- 1


24. permen mint -- 2 kotak


25. gunting kuku -- 1


26. key chain 'gajah thailand' -- 1


27. stiker parkir kadaluarsa -- 2


28. kartu nama orang2 -- segepok, gak ngitungin


29. kartu nama nykp -- 1 kotak


30. rautan eyeliner -- 1


31. creamer ‘garuda indonesia’ – 1 sachet


32. biji2an aneh yg kta nykp bisa ditanam -- 2 (??? lalu knapa ditaro d mbl? mang trs tumbuh??)


33. cup kertas buat kue -- 2 tumpuk (kta nykp:"mama kan suka bawa kue2 ke kantor, jadi itu sering kpake")


34. CD punya bokap -- 4 (slah satunya berjudul "14 hits Lagu Batak" dan langsung dibawa masuk rumah oleh bokap gw dgn muka riang gembira)


35. terakhir: tumpukan kertas2 mlai dari brosur laptop, jadwal dokter MMC, kertas tester parfum, coet2an silsilah raja batak (yg ini gw gak sanggup bgt bacanya), smpe kwitansi uang pangkal SMP ade gw

gila banyak bgt... dah tau sih banyak, tapi abis ngetikinnya baru berasa cape juga ya... hehe...
beneran dah emak2,, 1/3 rumah sih dipindahin ke mobil...
dan dari sekian banyak barang2, I proudly announced klo yang punya gw cuma bandana merah (yg masih sering gw pake buat dandan d mbl), rautan eyeliner (ini mang gw kirain ilang, hehe), sama stiker parkir kadaluarsa (stiker PM januari-juli)...
trus setelah 1/3 isi rumah itu diturunin, rumah gw jadi penuh deh sekarang..
jadi isi 4/3 soalnya... hehehehe... gak deeeng...

dan dengan ini gw menyatakan mobil gw lulus kualifikasi buat jadi objek foto game komputer yang nyari2 barang tesembuyi.. hehehehehe....

Vita, Dulcedo, et Spes

I was driving in a car, on a highway with an afternoon view. I guess it’s around 5pm.
I pulled over to the side, waiting for something.
I waited for a few while. Am I blocking that car behind?
I guess I’ll just keep going.

I continued driving, and the highway was turning right, almost making a U-turn.
Then the highway ended, replaced by watery dirt road.
There is a line of people across the road. Are they blocking the way?
No, I can get through from beside that old lady.
“People don’t choose well between the matter up there and the matter down here!!” the old lady shouted when I was passing right beside her. She looks messy in her black robe.
‘What is she talking about?’ I thought.
I kept driving into a group of pines. These pines were making a very thin forest that quickly ended.
As the forest was getting thin, small grassland appeared.

‘There it is, another highway’ I thought when I saw a highway on the right of the grassland.
It was seperated from the grassland by bushes.
‘Can I get through?’
Yes! There was two opening, one is close to another, seperated by mouldy bush that was only half as tall as other bushes.
But both was pretty small, I’m not sure my car can get through.
I drove my car heading for the opening. The highway was slightly higher than the grassland that when I was slowing down an passing it, then...

“People don’t choose well between the matter up there and the matter down here!!” said a very loud and strong voice that came out of nowhere.
I was really scared, I didn’t move. My car was half still in the grassland, half already on the highway.

And a giant crunched paperball appear from thin air, right in front of my car, on the highway.
“As for you who consider those two matter are as important, I will tell you a few thing”
Wind blew, thrusting the giant crunched paperball onto the grassland towards the pines forest.
I was still scared but I don’t want to lose that voice. I panicked.
I streched my hand trying to reach that paperball. But I was still in my car, underneath my seatbelt.
I cannot move far...

“Why are you scared of losing it. It’s just a paperball!!” the voice returned, even louder than before.
Ow, that’s right. The voice doesn’t come from the paperball. How stupid I was.
Now I’m scared like hell. I tucked myself deeper into the driver seat.
I’m really gonna write about this when I wake up.

“State 5 of my names!” said the voice.
5? I have no idea.
“5...”
I will not be able to reach 5...
“4...”
Is it...
“God?” I said cautiously.
....
....
I guess 1 out of 5 is okay...

‘Should I just keep going? I wanna drive through this highway, that will take me to the man I love.’

“You will not completely understand. You will not completely .....” the voice returned, getting softer words by words, that the last word was not completely understandable.
I will not remember this, is that so? I want to remember. I’m trying to remember it now...
....
Nothing...
Owh. No. Noo. I’m floating back to reality.
So I turned to my right side, hoping to sleep deeper.

Then thre I was, back on the driving seat. But now my car has gotten onto the highway.
The road was misty.
‘Well, I guess I shouldn’ve tried too hard to remember. I ended up with nothing’

But then, there it is, right on my lap.
Looked like somewhat a piece of brochure.
On the front side there are 3 pictures.
‘Are these what I’m supposed to know about?’
I opened the brochure to find out about the first picture.

1# The lover,, my favourite picture of us.
A voice from nowhere suddenly came again.
But this time, it sounded more like my voice than previous voice. Only that I wasn’t saying it. And I may be making it up. It’s my dream after all.
.............
It kept going. ‘I gotta remember what it’s saying.’
Now it’s talking about the ride.
‘You’re gonna tell me soon that I’m doing the right thing, right?’
‘Right?’
.....
No more voices.
Maybe that’s all about the lover

2# The building/ the view,, a landscape picture that I don’t know.
The voice returned again.
‘Why is it now talking about love. Isn’t it suppose to talked about it on previous picture?’
‘Maybe I really am making this up’
But the voice continue, eventhough I half expected it to stop because of my thought.
‘Am I still driving? Am I gonna make him wait? Maybe if I stop listen to this voice, I’ll get to him soon, and he wouldn’t need to wait’
...
That's it?
Maybe it’s time for the last picture

3# Me,, a picture of me that I never knew to exist.
‘Is it really suppose to be a picture of me?’
As I was waiting for the voice, I realized that the highway has disappeared.
It is now all misty.
“What are you scared of?!” said a voice from nowhere again, that now has sounded more real and less like my voice.
“I’m scared of being left out” I answered.
‘It’s weird that I answered the question, and that I answered it quickly’
I had never been able to know what I’m afraid of.
“Why do you self pity?!” asked the voice once more.
....
This time I didn’t answer.
‘Do I?’ I thought.
...

Then I fell to my normally bizarre Indonesian speaking dream. Out of my unnormally bizzare dream.

I am actually...

I am actually smart
I am actually pretty
I am actually talented

I am actually something...
(The followings are gonna sound really lame, and time wasting, so if u have anything better to do than reading this,, just go.)

See, that’s my problem...
All my life everyone always always see me as someone who’s ACTUALLY something...
Why can’t I just be something...
Even when I was still in elementary, people said that I’m actually pretty, hadn’t I kicked (or hit or punch or slap) every boys’ ass (or stomach or back or face or even their ‘thing’)

Now I understand people that are having mid-life crisis.
And as usual, I’ll put myself as the self-pitying character who might be having what I’d like to call a quarter-life crisis (if there’s any),, or an almost-quarter-life crisis, I’m 19, so... xP

I think I’ve wasted a lot. A LOT. Sh!t..
Even in elementary (when this all started), I wasn’t someone who’s actually smart.
I was smart. I think rather than being someone who becomes better day by day, I become worse. Sh!t..
I don’t turn out to be the person I wanted to be.

I wanted to be a lot of thing. I was taught well to dream.
But I wasn’t taught well to achieve it
I didn’t think I need to think it through step by step
I never see anyone in my family achieving their dream. Being someone they want to be, someone they’ve dreamt to be.

I was a kid, and I wanted to be a model. I was a children catwalk model. And if you see my photos as kid, damn!, I was a hell lot better than I am now. See, I’m degrading. AGAIN.

I was at sixth grade on elementary, and I wanted to be an astronaut. I was damn good at science. And now? I took social in high school and business in college.

I don’t even want to be an entrepreneur, and I chose business school anyway.
Well, maybe I do want. But it’s just the idea of everyone telling every student that they’re going to be an entrepreneur,, that just make it so hard to want it.
Stop telling me what to do, even if that’s what I’m going to do.
Instead of encouraging me, you’re stopping me.

Now let’s get back to the ‘actually’ part…
Well, this part, I can ‘actually’ fix it. I can start fixing it now, and maybe I’ll finish when I’m 40… I can fix it because I’m actually it, but what about the things that I’m not.
What about the things that I don’t have, but I want it.
Like, say, hmm, creativity…
Oh yeah, that one damn thing. I WANT IT.
You can’t even say that I’m actually creative, cause I’m not. Not a bit.
And I envy you people who have it. And it’s not the regular me to envy people. I’m usually content.

While I hate the idea that there’s nothing I can do, there’s nothing I can do. So, let’s get back to the ‘actually’ part again.

I struggled to be extraordinary, until at one point I realize that every ordinary people want to be extraordinary, and no extraordinary people struggle to be extraordinary. Then, I’m merely ordinary.
So I am, actually, smart. But people at most will only see me as actually smart, or simply dumb.

And when I look around,, damn, I’m a loser.
Cicu. She’s pretty, smart, a social butterfly, got a job and provide her own living, famous, kind, loved,, successful
Awen. She’s determined, ambitious when she needs to, giving, caring, hell of a kind person, got a job or two or three,, successful
Dito. He’s talented, creative, organized, do what he loves and love what he does, got a job or two, knows where he’s going,, successful
My mom. She’s independent, provider, teacher for her kids, great cook, a driver for herself and for her kids, ambitious, goal achiever, decision maker,, super successful.
Me. Doomed,, not successful.

I’m the kind of person who never how to answer “why should we give this scholarship/job/position to you?”
I don’t do anything outside my campus
I don’t do anything inside my campus
I don’t read educational magazine
I don’t do anything but having fun
I gotta stop
I gotta kick some ass, do some good, learn some real stuff,
And prove that I’m more than just actually something
I am something.

I’m gonna get over 3.5 GPA next semester! Mark my word…
And just so you know, even while writing it I already regret writing it.
I barely even get 3.0 last semester. I have no idea about this semester.
It feels so weird, wanting to study, when the final test is over.
My whole life is always the same story, studying when the final test is over.

But as I said, mark my words…
I’m gonna get it…
I’m gonna kick asses…
And I gotta get a job too I guess… I don’t know what is it with everyone and their job.. why is everyone having a job… but maybe that’s the new trend, let’s follow it…

Whatever I do, I’ll kick ass! Yeagh!

290708

00.00

Dito: “mand, anyway,, happy b’day ya…”

Mand: “masih 3 mnt lg koq… xP”

Dito: “jam gw udah koq…”

3 menit kemudian…

Dito: “mand, anyway,,,, lo nyebelin deh…”

Mand: “makasih… x)”

Dito: “waw….”

[sms] 12.00 – Mand,met ultah ya..he2 :P ~dito

Dilanjutkan dgn ada yg main gitar happy b’day smbil nyanyi…



[sms] 05.37 – amanda..selamat ulang tahun ya! Semoga bsa mngerjakan semua ujiannya dgn lancar. Amin. Dtunggu traktirannya! ~syita

[sms] 05.59 – mandaa happy birthday! Msh 19 taun kan? Hidup 89-ers! x’) btw sial, alarm reminder b’day lo lah yg membangunkan gue di pagi yg dingin ini… *tidur lagi* ~arum(labsky)

[sms] 05.59 – Met ulang thn ya semoga sukses selalu gbu ~rommy

[sms] 07.30 – HEPI B’DAY…moga panj umur,sehat selalu en tercapai apa yg u ingin kan..GBU en goodluck always he5… ~k’cindy

[sms] 09.42 – Manda happy birthday ya kapan ke sby? Skr di rmh sakitnya opa ada es teler n bakwan enak lho ~0816 542 48**, mgkn aris ato dewi

[sms] 11.01 – Mandaaaa HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! Have a good one darling. Altho lg ujian. Syp tau ur bday bring extra luck. Hahahaha. ~novie



11.30

Awen (by phone): “mand! Kunci locker di lo kan…? Gw lg di wc lt4 nih,, gw dapet…! Tlg ambilin di locker dong…”

Mand: “ ok2…”

Mand: “bentar ya, to,, si awen lg urgent condition”

Dito: “ok…”

Setelah nunggu lift lama….

*membuka locker…*

*menemukan sebuah kotak cd ber-cover ijo tua dan kado dgn bungkus recycled paper warna ungu*

*mikir…*

*geser 2 kado itu, ttp nyari softex*

Mand: “ok, awen trnyata gak urgent condition”

*ada yg muncul dari arah kelas2 dgn kue pm store di tgn knan n floating candle di tgn kiri*

Dito: “hehehehe… happy b’day… make a wish…”

*beranjak dgn nyengir2 n mo make a wish tapi…*

*lilinnya mati.*

Mand: “hahahaha”

Dito: *balik badan* “wen,, bagi korek lg dong……”

Awen: “huahahahahahahahaha…”



Album : amandAbsurdness – neunzehn jahre alt

Songs:

iCare4u - Rahadi Marsito & Amanda Siallagan

Schwarz Rot und Gelb - Rahadi Marsito

Love You Till the End - The Pogues

Banana Pancakes - Jack Johnson

Grow Old With You - Adam Sandler

Blackbird - The Beatles

Cayman Island - Kings of Convenience

Lullaby - Creed

Until - Sting

I’m Yours - Jason Mraz

Vocal: Rahadi Marsito

Guitar: Rahadi Marsito

Additional vocal on ‘Until’: Kelly ‘the sad looking golden retriever’ Semog Bella Donna


[sms] 11.52 – Rihanna, Angelina Jolie, Oprah Winfrey, and me Andreivie Prameshizta, all of famous woman in d world wishing u a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY,may wisdom come thru ur ages n God bless ur way. Have a nice bday! ~ephay


12.30

*masuk kelas auditorium gedung lama*

Cicu: “happy b’day to you…! happy b’day to you…!”

Sebagian kls di sudut kanan blkg yg isinya anak2 kls C: “happy b’day, happy b’day… happy b’day to you…!”

ujian TBI… super duper mudah… God does love me on my birthday… xP


[sms] 13.24 – Hpy bday… GBU olwayz.. Pram… ~(obviously) pram


04.20

Mand: “laper bgt gw, To… makan yuk”

Dito: “yuk, mo k pertok?”

Mand: “yuk…! x)”



*jln ke pertok*

[sms] 16.27 – Met birthday k 38 ya ~armand

[sms] 16.33 – Maaaan! HAPPY BIRTHDAY yaaaa.. Wish u all d’best^0^ ~joy

[sms] 16.52 – MANDA ..SELAMAT ULANG TAHUN YA BESOK TANTE KE JKT IKUT YUK KE LIPPO ~tante maria

[sms] 17.22 – mandaaa…selamat ulang tahun yaaa… ~abel

*jln kluar pertok, tp tertahan lg di es podeng dpn pertok smpe 18.30*

[sms] 17.58 – Alo nda!happi bdae lg y, saudara =D hr ini gak slh kn?ha3 ****** ~shella
fyi, sehari sblmnya shella dah sms pagi2 bgt n abis itu lgsg kaget sndiri n br nyadar klo msh krg sehari… hehehe



[sms] 23.03 Dito: Mand pokoknya jgn tidur dulu ya…long story,ntar gue telp ya stgh jam lg… ****** please smile :) it’s still your birthday..already nite si,he2

[sms] 23.24 Mand,met ulang taun y.Wish u all the best lah! ~knia

[sms] 23.48 Mand, Happy birthday y! Wish you all the best.. ~0856 905 86**, gak tau siapa xP



23.50 or so

Dito: “mand.. keluar rumah dong bentar…”

Mand: “oh may gat… serius lo…..”

Dito: “he2, buruan ya..”

*keluar dan menemukan seseorang dgn kamera hebohnya n sesosok lain yg megang kue n heboh ngejagain lilin biar gak mati. sementara itu si kamera heboh cuma motretin n gak ikutan nutupin lilin… aneh…*

Mand: “ngapain sih lo berdua…?”

Awen: “mand sebenernya rencana awalnya gak gini… harusnya di belakang kita ada bbrp org lg… cicu, bimo, n yiyink… tp pd g blh sm ortu masing2…”

*make a wish n niup lilin n foto2…*

Awen: “mand, yuk!”

Mand: “hah? Yuk apaan?” “yuk deh”

Dito: “lo kita culik ya…”

Mand: “oh.. yuk… gw blg nyokap dl ya…”

*masuk rmh, blg nykp daaann… malah duduk2 makan kue bukannya diculik…*

Setelah potong kue, makan kue n duduk2

Mand: “gak jadi mo nyulik gw…?”

*dito n awen liat2an n nyengir…*

Awen: “mand, lo pasti bakal blg kita berdua bego bgt nih…”

Dito: “lo ada ide gak mo diculik kmn…?”

Mand: “….. haaaaaaaahhhh…? Bego bgt sih lo!...” hahahahahahahaha…



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And who would’ve thought that a b’day during final test -when everybody else has already been on holiday for a month or so- can be this much fun…

Thanks… especially to you and to awen too, and generally thanks to everyone… and I mean everyone…

This is probably the b’day where for the first time I didn’t expect anything. Not presents, not surprises, nor fun…

Guess what? For the first time I get them all… all day long…

Du bist alles… Du fehlst mir

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