Young Dreams

Ever remember what you wanted to be when you were a child? Those young and cheerful days where you would just sprout out innocent wishes of we would like to be once grown up. The endless imagination and hopes of a certain someone and something to become. And yet, once grown up, have we yet bothered to look back and see what we yearned of back in those youthful days?

For such thing personally, it just gives me the smiles and giggles on what happened back then. It certainly was a time that all our wants were based on what we liked and mostly exposed to back then. The earliest thing that I could remember was wanting to be an astronaut :D. Why such the lavish yet almost impossible feat that even an Indonesian couldn’t achieve until now? I guess it was all due to my fascination of space and all its celestial objects that prompted me to dream of being the certain person to be able to see them directly in the space up there in the sky.

Upon this dream, I guess the closest step for me was when I went to the Kennedy Space Center in Florida way back then when I was a kid around 1991-1992. The sheer excitement to come and see for yourself, how all the well known gadgets and instruments on space exploration were put to exhibit in that place. It really put me in a surreal feeling as if your one of those people that really did go up in space.
And as you grow up upon the years, things changes and dreams also follow forth. My next things to be was pretty much simple . . . to be a postman :P. After the highs, now all I wanted to be was way down in the earths. Again . . . naze? This one was just merely because at that time I was infuriated with philately aKa stamp collecting. My simple thought was if I would be working as a post officer, I would get easy access to stamps anywhere and everywhere :)). Pretty lame reason but hey, It’s just a memory to be remembered. In terms of a hobby, I also would think that this hobby is one of the ones I’ve maintain for quite some time before letting it go for something else. I also sometimes feel the tickle in myself to come back and mingle again with those objects even until now since it really leaves me the sense of nostalgic when I reminisce back on hunting and collecting new and old stamps ;)).

After this point onwards, I guess it was a period of void and vacancy of hobbies and dreams. The need of pragmatism and daily I think crumbled my dreams to be something. Even when I still wanted one to be, It would have to be something more realistic and achievable in my state as I grew older. I guess that’s one phase that would eventually happen to someone once you age and reach the step of maturity. Innocent dreams change to pragmatic and often dull wishes, leaving out the youthful passion of something happy to become. If this is the case, one would wonder why such thing often happens to ones life.

As far as I would be concerned, it might be the constant exposure to the cruel reality outside, how you would face them yet struggling to maintain the innocence of ones dream. Such thing wouldn’t be an easy journey as life is cruel and would eat up your very virtue on something. I too have experienced it. It might sound sad doing so, but never I have regretted the process as I believed it was something that would lead myself to something newer too. Personally, it was just a matter of letting things flow. The only thing that changed was the fact that I slowly realized that . . . my life was almost left dreamless, living as a drone that was told to be.

Stop for a while, look back and start envisioning the future that was something that I had to do sooner or later I thought, and honestly, it wasn’t an easy, not to say a pleasant process. I had to compromise most of the things I’ve gone through and yet, keeping myself to be let astray by this world. When did this happen, I guess sometime in the midst of Perthian lands just a couple of years ago. Needless to say, I have to be grateful for this process, since it has enlightened and matured me to some extent. It was from this point onwards that I finally realized the places that I can be and could go. If I look back at my past standards, it wouldn’t be one fulfilling thing, but rest assured, I still believe it would be something that lead me to something I would finally yearn and proud of. The humble desire to just come back to earth and submit yourself towards the modest dream of devoting life to religiousness. Upon this final dream, all I can say is Amin Ya Allah Ya Rabb. It might now match to what I’m coming to become, but that’s the only innocence inside me that’s left to keep and dream of . . .

Early Last Year ~ Like Father . . . Like Son

Okok . . . you all might be wondering, why would I again, bring this period up. I do personally understand and remember that this time of my life was pretty much devastating. Not only on a personal level but also caused some fundamental changes to my way of thinking. But that is why then again I would like to bring it up again as there were many things unexplored in terms of what changed.

On a trivial and observable level, the changes that happened included my sudden change on not reading manga’s on a routine scale and getting a girlfriend. But some subtle changes did in fact happen to me. Changes that involved how I saw myself and in relation to my closest people around me.
The realization mostly happened due to my increasing interaction with my parents these past couple of months since that time. It couldn’t be helped, for I haven’t been living together properly as a family since the past couple of years since I was sent to Malang. During these times, I realized some things about how I am and been doing things.

Simple facts like my forgetfulness, inability to be intuitive and most of all, my ineptness in basic social communication were revealed. Ever since, I have been always trying my best to improve and excel in those areas where I lack. Still progressing slowly and the fruits of success are showing. However, the rest of the revelations are mostly related on a DNA level.

What I meant above is the fact that most of my traits are traits that I inherited from my father. Hahaha . . . honestly the last person I would be and now, I just realized that I indeed inherit most of my father’s traits, good and bad. Not in terms of traits, but currently, I’m also in the verge of also following the footsteps of my father’s career . . . a banker literally . . .

There’s a saying, the harder you dislike something, the harder it’ll hit back and return to you. Well, I guess that’s what happening to me rite now. Why I said he’s the last person I’d be cause I still can remember how my father’s trait has caused me mental hardships all these times. But then again, I also cannot deny that my recent success in study also happened due to the fact that I adopted most of my father’s tricks and traits in studying.

But then again, my girl once said to me, you’ve gotta let go of those hatred and disdain feelings, and embrace the fact of who you are. Only then that you will be able to excel far beyond your heritage. I guess that’s how I should put things rite now. Besides, I’m just feeling too old far a quarrel. I’ve been thinking, better to harness those given facts to the best of my advantage and make truce with past (which is with my dad).

Hence, here I am now, being the almost complete shadow of my dad. Nevertheless how facts may be, I still yearn to be someone different. Regardless so, seems I have to harness what’s already given in my DNA. I may have gained my masters, but in terms of life, I guess I have to admit that I need to learn a lot from my dad.

Ichi nen ato de . . . .

Ichi nen no mae ni . . . I made you speechless with my confession of love

Clueless of how it might end up . . . you sincerely accepted as things were

Since, we started low but sure, regardless of the thousands of miles that separated

Like rubber, I would bounce back to your place every once in a while when possible, just to fulfill the feelings of longing and seeing

As promised, we would get closer as life grew older, but the snailish pace can do sometimes feel slow

But hey, why bother or sad? Once we reminisce back, proud we are that we have made, a small yet fundamental milestone for each one of us :)

And as the days passes onwards, I can slowly feel and see, that our dreams are slowly manifesting, to what we both vibrated, hoped, yearned and visioned together.

Hence, as the numbers tingle back to the same one last year, I can only say thank you for everything until this moment, never stop or tired to together grasp the moment that we we will forever be united

Indeed, the road is still tough, but hey, as long as it's with you, I believe we can achieve it, not half and half :P, but together . . . body and soul ;)

Though my body is far, my soul is with you

Though our eyes are different, we envision the same things

Though our hearts are separated, we vibrate the same resonance

Together >:D< . . . Happy :) . . . Resonating ;). . . Vibrant ;)) . . . Understanding :D . . . Caring ;;) . . and Loving :*

Anyway . . . By The Way . . . Busway . . .

Sudah minggu keempatku dsini, mulai pelan2 menghayati pengalaman tinggal di jakarte (kaya P4 jaman dlu aja :P). Dan sebagai awal tk mengenal kota yang dahulu pernah cukup lama kutinggali, harus dimulai dengan mengenal lebih dekat jalur2 transportasi. As u know . . .transportasi merupakan life line bagi kota sebesar Jakarta, so selagi belum punya kendaraan pribadi, it is worth knowing the various routes and transport methods inside this mega city.

Dibandingkan 10 tahun lalu aja, Jakarta alhamdulillah telah tambah macet (lho kok malah disukurin sih >.<). Oleh karena itu, pemda DKI telah timbul suatu ide bagus beberapa tahun terakhir yakni dengan membangun suatu jaringan transportasi yang dinamakan dengan busway. Ide ini diambil dari cara serupa di Negara Bolivia nun jauh di sebarang samudera. Konon katanya disana dengan adanya hal ini, jalan2 kagak macet. Dan diharapkan….mantera penerapan metode ini akan bisa membuat Jakarta bebas macet :P.

Well . . . pertama2 emang sih busway ini keliatan mantap. But as things go on at the first place in this country, things get worst as time passes by. Walo dalam tahun2 berikutnya jalur busway telah ditambah berikut dengan armadanya, sepertinya kemacetan tetap menghantui ibukota negeri tercinta ini. Dengan pengamatan sekilas, selain masalah tidak berkurangnya kemacetan, sepertinya ada beberapa aspek lain yang bisa ditelaah dibalik kegagalan yang ada.

Dari yang bisa kulihat, ide melepas harga tiket dengan nilai awal Rp 3.500 terkesan . . . wow…murang banget ciiiinnggggg xD, dan itu tetap berlaku sekalipun pindah koridor2 lain di Jakarta. In other words, hanya berbekal 3500 kita bisa bebas keliling Jakarta hanya dengan busway sodara2. Dan Pemda DKI akan memberikan diskon sehingga harga jadi Rp2000 apabila kita mau berangkata antara jam 5 sampe 7 pagi x).

Namun demikian, disinilah juga mulai salah satu masalahnya. Dengan harga flat segitu, bisa dikatakan pemda DKI nombok membiayai tiket2 itu. Apalagi banyak penumpang yang ternyata suka pindah2 koridor. So . . . jadilah mereka berpikir tuk menaikkan harga ato mengubah skema harganya (demikianlah rumor2 terbaru yang didengar) untuk menaikkan pendapatan mereka yang tergerus oleh semakin banyaknya free rider yang suka pindah koridor.

Next, ternyata emang seiring waktu, mutu layanan dari busway ini sendiri mengalami degradasi yang cukup mengganggu. Sekalipun seiring bergantinya tahun, koridor2 baru dibuka, sayangnya hal ini tidak diimbangi pula dengan peningkatan layanan bus itu sendiri dengan segala tetek bengeknya. Contoh yang bisa kita ambil adalah bahwa jalur2 busway masih sering diserobot oleh kendaraan2 yang tidak semestinya. Hal ini membuat lama tempuh busway menjadi semakin lama dan tidak nyaman karena tetap terjebak kemacetan kota ini.

Berikutnya, fasilitas dari busway itu sendiri seperti bus dan haltenya, bisa dikatakan jauh dari rasa nyaman yang membuat segenap penduduk kota ini mau berpindah ke fasilitas busway. Hawa panas dan masih seringnya fasilitas busway diserobot para PKL, pengemis, pengamen menjadi salah satu dari sekian banyak ketidaknyamanan yang kerap kita rasakan dalam penggunaan busway.

On an other perspective outside of what the busway’s have to offer, the lack of private transportation limitation is also a crucial cause of why people still can use their own cars freely. IMO, there should be some sort of levy or tax for any car ownage. The money earned can be put to develop better and comfortable public transportation. This would also discourage people on wanting to have more and more private cars. If the numbers of private cars ownings are not limited, any sort of new ideas regarding public transportation would be doomed as a failure because people still have the option to own their own cars at an affordable price.

So, it all goes back in the end to the political will from the government to take a holistic approach in tackling traffic congestion. Not only providing new methods, but also taking another step to limit private transport ownings. With this only can Jakarta be freed from their never ending curse of traffic congestion and heavy pollution.

. . . . さよなら Perth

Hmmm….it has been quite a while since I last wrote something bout my life. Most of the previous writings where thematic ones that I did intendidly write to kill of time and let flow of some ideas In my head. As they all have been thrown out, I’m now being amazed on how much part of my life I haven’t documented recently.

Ok . . . sekembalinya dari Indonesia ke Perth, menjalani masa2 terakhirku dsana, aq berharap semua berjalan sesuai rencana. Well. . . layaknya hidup, sayangnya banyak yang tidak sesuai harapan. Contoh pertama, harapan tuk kembali kerja ternyata kembali hanyalah sebuah harapan semu. G bisa sepenuhnya menyalahkan boz-q karena mereka sendiri sedang dalam tahap downsizing yang mengharuskan mereka tuk mengurangi jam kerja pegawai. So . . . jadilah aq salah satu kroban yang terkena. Efeknya kea q . . . jelasnya adalah tidak dapatnya aq gaji dan kesempatan kerja di hari2 terakhirku di Perth.

My Graduation? It went well to be honest. And I was glad with the whole process over the last 2 years that have led me to that moment. Rarely do I feel the condition where I really feel proud for myself. I can’t even remember the last time I did. A mention of Distinction on my Graduation Ceremony really raise my pride. Despite the fact that even such moments wouldn’tlast forever, I just wanted to savor that moment . . . that night for myself . . .

Asides the ceremony, I also had to accompany my parents who paid a visit to attend my ceremony. The days with them was fun, but also had its ups and downs. Really made me tired mentally having being able to endure the various needs and wants from parents that have limited access and all sorts of stuffs. The thing it almost made me feel sick due to the lack of rest after they went home.

And came back Pandu, with his family of course. His ceremony was a bit crowded due to the fact that several others of my friends were graduating on the same day. So it was pretty much the last chance for me to see them back then. Happy I was seeing them graduating and continue on with their lives. After the hard work they’ve done, I can only pray that we all succeed in our lives and may once meet again someday.

With pandu’s family visiting Perth, it was also a chance for me to catch up on places that I haven’ t been to. To name a few were the Araluen Botanical Park and Caversham Wildlife Park. The first one was damn tiring as it was bloody hot in the midst of my fasting. Lucky I managed to succeed throughout the day even though I was left sleeping for the rest of the day due to fatigue.For the Wildlife Park, basically it was the second time, being the first time was with my parents. But since my first visit was so unsatisfactory cause we arrived there just minutes before it was gonna close, so this last visit really was fun for me. I just enjoyed the moments to take photos with the kangaroos and koalas while also feeding the kangaroos ^^.

As for my last week in Perth, I just used it to try the cuisines of restaurants I slipped past during my 2 years stay. Though I didn’t managed to try them all, It was still a plesant moment as it still relive my desire to try the best cuisines in Perth. The climax was the dinner I attended on one of my friend’s treat in Northbridge where it was attended by around 25 of friends all together.
My last days in Perth was also in the midst of a heat wave, reaching up to 42 degrees celcius. Man….i guess this is what you call one last gift :P. Damnm it was hot, having needing to finish of some administrational matters on campus and the counsulate. In regards to the administrational matters, I would have to say, they were costly. But since I had to, there was no other choice for me. Just hope I’ve finished my matter in Perth.

Last days there were used to teach the TPA and bid farewell to the crew. I also did bid farewell to my workplace. Too bad most of them were absent, but I made sure to send them a message of gratitude for all the help and support they have provided me over the last two years. For my housemates, I treated them to a new fish and chip in Freo as one last courtesy for all the help over the past 3 months. Though short, my time together with them was damn fun and hilarious :D. Hope to see and meet them soon.

Then came my night to depart. Accompanied by some friends that made it to meet me for the last time, I bid farewell to them. Sayonara Perth . . . Youkoso Jakarta. Thank you for all the precious memories and times. It really has left a wonderful mark in my heart . . .

Siri . . Siri . . . Siri . . . .

Hmmm…as for this post, you can think of it as a continuation to the previous post. For those who don’t understand what the title means, well . . . it refers to the practice of secret marriage. The act of secret marriage has long been done in Indonesia for all sorts of reasons. And the current news is that it’ll be considered a criminal act for the perpetrator’s and the facilitators. Hmm . . . quite the debate this is (Yoda Mode: ON).

But before we step on how we should think about this matter, allow me to explain the different facts in regard to this type of marriage. The first type, is where you conduct a marriage as according to what is asked in the Islamic Law. The only difference is that you do not register your marriage to the civilian register. The second type is where you marry someone, but with the absent of the bride’s guardian.

With what’s going on, the worst part is the government is banning this practice by generalizing the above facts into one. Even though they did not, it is clear that banning this kind of practice not only contradicts Islamic law, but it also won’t even settle the problems they say happened due to this cause.

Despite the facts above, the proponents seem to be generalizing stuffs without taking a deeper look on why such phenomenon has happened. The cause itself is due to a wide range of reasoning, from poverty, intention to hide a certain marriage, working reasons, and all other possible cause. For poverty, well, it is known that the cost to register a marriage isn’t cheap in this country, so rather than banning sirri marriage, I was thinking why can’t the state make marriage registering cheaper or even free? Then at least people won’t have to hide their marriage.

Speaking of hiding marriages, some even do it due to working contract constraints or work conditions. It is well known that some work require for us to be single for a certain period of the work. In regards to this, I would rather hide my marriage. But it would be better for any kind of work to be not decided on our marital status. I mean. Marriage itself is a personal and sacred thing, why make it harder for married couple to get a job. Wouldn’t this just promote further acts of pre-marital sex? And when you already love someone and are determined to live the life of matrimony, wouldn’t it be just cruel just to hide your marriage for the sake of your work? It would be in my thoughts . . .

In short, the thought of banning this kind of marriage should really be reconsidered. I wouldn’t say it’ll even make things better, but it’ll just make things worse. To make things better, I’ld rather recommend to change and reform the practice of the marriage registration, make it cheap, make marriage simple, now wonder people now are used to having pre-marital sex cause they already think that marriage itself is a tedious yet expensive precesiion to begin with . . .

. . . with Distinction :)

Accounting (Business and Society) 571 . . . warm and interesting as I learned the new horizons and perspectives on how accounting could have and had contributed to business and society. The only class that had more than 8 people till the end of my studies :P. What was memorable? The period of the 3 weeks of hell where I had to prepare a presentation in the midst of a fever >.< .

Accounting (Financial Theory) 561 . . . a 360 degree approach from the normal accounting theory I received in my bachelor days. A more intriguing yet demanding class till the end. Hoped that all lecturers in Indonesia were as fun and motivating as Alistair Brown eventhough he was demanding in the assignments :P

Accounting (Managerial) 565 . . . a more discussion packed class. Thought of having calculations, but it was really more on the managerial kind of things and how it affected the accounting aspect of the company. Forced us to take a holistic and comprehensive view of a company’s case in order to solve the matter.

Auditing (Issues) 570 . . . you would think it was the “real” auditing stuff . . . instead . . . it was more discussion on how auditing affected and was affected by other things. Had lesser students. The funniest part was Inderpal’s cheek that was always red :)).

Accounting (Financial Issues) 562 . . . back with Grantley . . . this time with a more real accounting touch with all those journals and debit credit thingys. Introduced us to the IFRS and all its tib dits. Still….hard to impress him on the final assignments. Nevertheless, it did refresh us on how to do basic accounting matters :D

Accounting (Governance and Ethics) 564 . . . just 4 people . . . the least till that time . . . again….just discussions but this time it was more on the ethical parts of accountants and their challenges. Made us look deeper into the various conditions that could lead to ethical problems in real life cases.

Accounting (Statement Analysis) 573 . . . the most bloodiest and hardest class till the end that I consider. An endless waltz of work on the appointed company to reveal and make a valiation for the next 3 years T_T. But with the help and assistance from fellow group mate, managed to end it beautifully with the highest mark on that semester B-).

Accounting (Financial Issues) 563 . . . broke the record for having the least students . . . just 3 !! Hence, class had to be cancelled and it was made to a office discussion in Alistair’s room. The assignments were again horrendous as we had to read chunks and heaps of journals. But this time . . . it paid off well as I finally gained a HD for his class xD

Accounting (Information Systems) 572 . . . first class in the evenings . . . couldn’t make the most of things due to the lack of discussions and insighty I gain from previous encounters in my bachelor days. But it did add some usefull knowledge on the IS part. A fair result was gained in the end :).

Applied Statistics 501 . . . a mandatory unit that I had to take due to the nature of my course :( . Learning stats again from square one . . . it really took me some heavy and tremendous efforts to secure a HD mark for this unit. The only good things here was that I learned how to use SPSS for stats stuffs :P.

Statistical Data Analysis 674 . . . the sistes unit of the above one . . . it does complement each other for this unit as it implies, puts more emphasis on the analysing part of the statistical result. Had the most students in class around 20 as it was a mixed class from various courses. Couldn’t make the best out of this due to some groupwork disagreements :((.

Accounting (Advanced Auditing) 576 . . back with all the auditing process and stuffs and also back with Inderpal :P. This one really refreshened and put a better insight to me on how audits should be really done. Could have gained better marks had I been more thoughtful on the audit materials that I had previously.

Accounting (Public Sector) 567 . . . all I can say is that this unit went anti climax for me. A mixture of bad luck, insufficient knowledge because of the lack of discussion and teachings on ozzy public sector matters and the stern attitude of the teacher. And it all was wraped up with a final assignment that had nothing to do with public sector itself :-S

Business Research Methods 600 . . . a nite class again…this time with a nihon jin :D. Though didn’t have the chance to practice my nihongo . . . things were up and down for me in this class as I frequently skipped class due to the in evitable boredom of the class. In the end, had to make up a good research proposal just to secure a distinction mark.

Finance (Principles) 515 . . . again . . . another force majeur class that I had to attend duet to mnay of my intended units being phased off. The good thing is, I had another chance to rebuild my finance basic after some not so happy times with finance back in my bachelor days. Though the marks weren’t that good, I would say I was happy enough attending this class ;)

And there goes, my 16 unit period of fast packed and killer moments of study and hard core assignments. The reward? A mention of distinction on my graduation certificate is something I really didn’t suspect would come. Happy? Sure I am :D. At least I know that my two years hard work has finally paid off to some extent. But be not complacent, for this is also the start of a new beginning, the start of my ascending to the work force. My only hope that what I have learnt in Uni up till now is enough as my basic to start work and earn a living for myself. It’ll obviously be tougher, but that’s life . . . ;)

11022010 . . . . :)

BREAK !!

Haha . . . the above might have many meanings . . . but in my case, it has to do more with making something not working. And why does it have anything to do with me? Well . . for me . . . I seem to have this bizarre love and hate relationship with gadgets . . . any gadgets especially that have to do with sophisticated technology. Love . . . for I really do like how they can easily simplify our daily life and how they really help us enjoy life, but hate . . . it all goes down to one thing . . . I always have the sheer tendency to break almost every single gadget that goes to my possession . . .

You might think I’m exaggerating things . . . unfortunately no . . . it has been the case in the past years. And it was just recently that I just realized this uber weird tendency of mine. It all started by my mom’s attention on how I would almost break anything I would use. And my uncles last night again confirmed this when we had some chit chat. One of my uncles said, I was literally born to break and destroy things >.< . Wow . . . now that’s not something you would really be proud of . . .
Nevertheless, some of you might be wondering, what things have I succeeded in destroying, making it not work, or at least breaking some parts. Well. . Here’s the concise list of things I’ve achieved over the past years . . . courtesy of anatomyinteristi :D . . . .

1. My PDA, it was an iPAQ something made by Hewlett Packard. Given by my dad who got it by some gift or door prize he said as a replacement for my stolen mobile phone. The antenna finally gave in as it broke up leaving the inner cords exposed. It happened after like 2-2.5 years of usage. On average, it was quite long, but not long enough to survive my “black aura”
2. My iPod, I’m talking bout the white iPod video my dad again gave me. It just suddenly passed away without any known cause early last year.
3. My laptop, the ACER one. Yep . . . that one just went kaboom to its IC’s on the mobo after a mere 1.5 years after I bought it .
4. Nokia 7610, this one was given down by my mom after I’ld broken the antenna of my PDA. Used it around 1-1.5 years before it abruptly wasn’t able to send text messages . . .
5. The Honda Accord Cielo, my dad’s favourite car. Again, this one also received my wrath as it has been pounded by numerous scratches on its lower left bumper . . . it is also still continuing to be tortured by unfortunately not sufficient care of usage . . .
6. My Brotha’s Creative MP3 player . . . I wouldn’t forget this one as it just went dead after I borrowed and used it . . . obviously . . . it did leave a bemused and unpleasant face on my brother as he just had it for a week !
7. My bicycle . . . the first one I used in Perth. This one wasn’t new and I just bought it for $40. After a 1.25 year of service, it finally gave in with complex problems on its gear, tires and brakes . . . really sad as I did love the bike coz of its service it gave to me . . . . . :((
8. Ah yes . . . the Toyota Corolla . . . this one had its radiator pipe kaboom in the middle of a journey to home on 2007. Though it’s still in service in the hands of my dad now, it still had to endure an extensive service and repair to get it back on the roads.
9. My room’s handle . . . this one really caught the attention of my uncle as he was amazed how such a simple thing could have been broken in my hands as it was meant to withstand daily usage . . .
10. The gate locks . . . looking by this one . . . anyone would be staggered on how I could have broke the keys into two while it was still inside the locks . . .
11. If you want to include another . . . add my recent mobile which was the SE C902 . . . though still in good shape, it did experience a sudden break down in terms of not able to start up. The repair cost . . . a whopping $60 bucks :-S
12. The sink at my workplace . . . this one really happened unexpectedly as I forgot to lower the water and instead opened the smallest knob, blowing out the whole water from the wall T_T

Well . . . that’s some to list. And Im quite certain there are still dozens of things I’ve broken but haven’t been listed above. Damn . . . gotta really use things with the utmost care and respect, as they all seem to break down at one point sooner or later . . . With all those above, I do remember Kamen Rider Decade’s saying . . . the destroyer of worlds . . .well . . . in my case . . . I guess I’m the destroyer of gadgets . . . .

Ku Kan Rindu . . .

Gonna miss those days, of riding my bike to school and work, menempuh 3-6 kilo dari sharehouse . . .

Gonna miss those days, jatuh bangun mengerjakan assignment siang dan malam . . . demi memenuhi cita-cita dan harapan orang tua . . .

Gonna miss those days, walking down the streets of perth, menyegarkan pikiran dan jiwa, sejenak dari rutinitas hidup yang pekat

Gonna miss those days, of eating salami, polony, sausages and meats that would be expensive if would have bought it in Indonesia . . .

Gonna miss those days, of working in the butcher, serving the customers with all their attitudes . . .

Gonna miss those days, of waking up in the night, just to find that speck of hope and luck on life . . .

Gonna miss those days, teaching and interacting with those kids on Sunday, hoping that they would grow up to be fair and religious adults . . .

Gonna miss those days, of walking done the isles of coles and IGA, shop for my daily needs for the sake of living . . .

Gonna miss those days, of eating kebab, for the kebab’s there are authentic and big, enough to fill my stomach for a meal

Gonna miss those days, of using the instant messenger, for it enabled me to keep my contacts and friends, saving me from total isolation

Gonna miss those days, of walking down the pathways of curtin, for the Uni view is just wide and green enough to enjoy the whole study process there

Gonna miss those days, of downloading in the ABACUS labs, for it vastly expanded my data collection and my whole other collection 

Gonna miss those days, of watching movies alone on almost every Tuesdays, as it allowed me to enjoy some quality solitude time for myself in the midst of life hecticness

Gonna miss those days, on finding and buying stuffs from the internet, as it allowed me to poses stuffs that were beyond thought when I was still in Indonesia

Gonna miss those days, on enjoying the Sunday market, finding second-hand yet cheap and usable items for daily needs

Gonna miss those days, of spending and gaining ozzy dollars, as it boosted my life’s savings to levels of enabling me to dream :P

Gonna miss those days, of cold winters, for it reminded me of my childhood and allowed me to once again feel the seasons untold in the equator

Gonna miss those days, of enjoying the events at the consulate, as it enabled Indonesians to meet each other and enjoy the scarcity of Indonesian cuisine 

Gonna miss those days, of meeting new friends, Indonesians or not, for it expanded my networking and horizons on life . . .

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Honestly, there are still dozens, maybe hundreds of things I would love to list, however, regardless of what they are, may they all be a lovable memory that will I always cherish and savor for times to come in my mind, for they all have helped me live enjoyable days along the whole 2 years in Perth . . .

UAN . . . engga . . . UAN . . . engga . . .

By the looks of the title, I bet some of you might have guessed what this is all about . . .yep . . . the dreaded final national exams faced by all students of class XII nationwide. Dreaded coz it absolutely determines the fate of the whole study for 3 years in high school, whether they graduate or not graduate . . .
Might seem like a simple and mundane matter, it has been able to stir the crowds and opinions of thousands of people across the nation. Either they support or oppose the implementation of a nationwide final exam, what’s really interesting is the fact that it illustrates how horrendous and messed up the education system is in my sadly beloved country.

For starters . . . the whole UAN thingy happened way back around the 70s as a tool to determine the graduation of high school kids. As years passed by, it had been through various changes in terms of names, implementation methods and what is being examined. In my days, it was called EBTANAS and put up 6 units to be examined, in which the subjects are determined by what major you’re taking at the time, whether science, social or languages.

And now it has changed names, but not only name. What changed and caused the whole controversy until now is the fact that this examination turned up to be the sole instrument to determine if a student passes high school. In my days, the final exam was one of the various instruments used aside the students 3 years evaluation by their home class teacher and their report. But now, everyone sees the final exam as some sort of final judgment that overlooks and disregards a student’s achievement and learning process over the pass 3 years they have been through.

On this part, honestly, I am in no position to judge whether this way is a fair way to conduct things, but if I were asked my personal opinion, I would say that things can be a lot more fairer if a student’s is evaluated on a comprehensive basis on all aspects from class X to the time they graduate. I mean, the essence of learning is all about internalizing everything we have learn't and gained from education and how we can implement and understand it through our lives. So it takes a lot of consideration to decide whether someone has failed or not. And using the final exam as a sole tool, I wouldn’t say it’s a good idea . . .

On the other hand, the final exam is also notorious for the fact that it raises its passing mark every year. What seen wrong is that the rise is seen as disregarding the fact that the education level and quality is not yet equally spread across the republic. Hence, for the opponents, they see that the government is turning a blind eye on the fact that they have yet to educate the citizens with equal quality on those in the established areas and cities.

I have to admit that the government still has its homework on providing better and equal education across the nation. But on the other hand, this doesn’t mean they shouldn’t raise the standards slowly. If this republic have to wait till all things are equal in terms of educational quality, I’m afraid that it’ll be too late. The fact now is that we are far left behind in terms of standards of graduation. And it ought to be done immediately while taking care of all the other problems simultaneously.

For the students, I can often see they do have idle time to protest the final exam. While it is a good thing to convey your thoughts and ideas in a healthy manner, I would rather prefer you guys to prepare for the exams thoroughly. The decision to tackle the final exam implementation, if it were to ever happen, would take years and a lot of consideration from the higher ups. By then, you might have entered college . . or even worked. So . . . its clear to put your efforts on what is inevitable . . . also with plenty amount of prayers too . . . last word . . . May
God Speed You ;).

Ngelhencyyerr . . . .

Back again with da raiting….I guess It has been around 2 weeks since I last wrote something. Had some errands to do and finish of before reminding myself to keep track of my life’s journey on the blog. Let’s get going on the story the pal . . . . . ;)

Setelah usai ber-IELTS ria…pulanglah diriku ke Malang. Capek…tapi cukup senang karena tidak dinyana bisa ketemu “watashi no aisuru” disana. Setelah berdamai dan bermaaf2an….sempetlah kita berkencan sejenak ditengah jadwal2 kita yang tidak menentu. Dalam hal ini, aq harus berterima kasih ama Chandra yang telah meminjamkan kamar dan sepedanya demi istirahat dan kelancaran kencan kita . . . thanks bro ;).

At Malang, what I did was merely reading books and assembling the Gundam’s that I had brought. There were also a bunch of movies and drama’s that I had to catch up with. Haven’t finished them till now, but at least most of them are done. Other than that, it was mostly being a driver for my mom who had to go places during her stay at Malang.

The next week, I found myself at Jakarta for the next couple of days. My days here were mostly hanging round the mall (due to the lack of natural recreation sites >.<) and indulging myself with the finest foods that my dad treated when nite came. Though delicious (and expensive :P) . . . I felt kinda guilty these foods as they were “expensive” and were not my style as they would easily cause me to gain weight in an instance. In the end . . . my worries came true . . .:-S

Aside that, I used my time to roam the streets of Jakarta with a car finally. I do have to admit, driving in Jakarta needs extra patience and skill as it’s a jungle out there. My route wasn’t far, just a trip to PIM, Citos and round the block again thru the Jagorawi toll road before getting back to home. No scratches to the car luckily, but it did leave my foot in quite the ache as I had to continuously keep hitting the clutch >_>. Nevertheless, my time in Jakarta was something new as I did some self driving. A note to myself, I gotta continuously try the roads to risen my driving time and increase the skills of “Jakarta driving” :P.

Next . . . was Jogja. But before that . . . mulih nang Malang sik sa’ wengi. Apesnya . . . moro2 awakmu kena diare sing cukup nggara’no awak lemes. Ketambahan AC sing ngowos pas ndek travel di perjalanan ke Jogja . . . jadilah diriku nggreges bin kembung sesampainya di Jogja. Sampai besok siangnya . . . kondisi badanku bener2 panas dalem nan nggliyeng. The good news . . . aq punya pacar yang sungguh baik dan terampil dalam merawat diriku sampai sembuh disana . . . makasih banyak ya hun atas kebaikan dan waktunya merawat diriku :-*

The bad news . . . kondisi badanku ini memaksaku tuk menyesuaikan tujuan wisata yang mau didatangi. Walhasil, hanya tempat2 di dalam kota Jogja aja yang bisa kujelajahi. Not bad though . . . coz ujung2nya tetep mendapatkan wisata kuliner yang mantap :D. Lumayanlah . . . bisa ngembaliin bobot badanku yang sempet drop gara2 diare sepulang dari Jakarta :P. Kalo ada kesempatan lain ke Jogja . . . aq piker harus lebih di-plan kegiatannya dan diperluas tempat2 yang mo dituju . . . semoga kesampaian :).

Dan sekarang . . . kembali di Malang menikmati waktu2 terakhirku disini sebelum nantinya harus menetap di Jakarta demi pencarian kerja. Entah kapan lagi bisa mengunjungi Malang. . . tapi perkiraan terjelekku sih ya pas Lebaran nantinya. Cukup lama juga . . . jadinya mumpung bisa ya selesaikan urusan2 yang hanya bisa diselesaikan di Malang. Kegiatan2nya ya paling2 sekitar baca buku, ngerawat gundam, ma ngrumat barang2 pribadi yang jarang2 kusentuh. Just gotta enjoy these idle time while you still have it ;).

I guess that’s for all . . . dunno when’s the next posting gonna be . . . may be still in Indo or when I’m back in Perth. Let’s just pray for the best . . . jya ne xD.

P . . . E . . . R . . . T . . . H

You gave me a journey . . . endless as it seemed . . . widening a vision and horizon of ones shell

You offered a second chance . . . to redeem and make up for past mistakes ever made

You gave me life . . . knowing how the world works . . . how naiveness is ones enemy for the future

You dropped me tears . . . for the un-knowing of life and all its ups and downs

You pushed me to the limits . . . doing things that would seem impossible had not I moved here

You taught me pain . . . to complement the tears that I’ve shed round these times

You threw me opportunities . . . putting me on a different level beyond expectations

You let me mature . . . experiencing the every days of life in solitude and togetherness

You let me love . . . granting me an angel (insya Allah) to share life with

You let me dream again . . . awakening sleeping visions of youth and idealism
However . . . . . .

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You also slammed me back to the ground . . . reminding me where I should start of with

Nevertheless . . . I am endlessly in debt and would always feel gratitude towards all I felt, encountered and experienced here . . . for it shall always form a new me for what’s to come.

May everything that has been grown . . . sowed . . . and started . . . continue to foster and forever grow in our hearts and mind for benevolences. As it will be the last thing that will keep our nexuses for eternity . . . .

12012010 . . . Ao sora no shita de

Menghujam Tanah

“Bermimpilah . . . maka Tuhan akan memeluk mimpi-mimpi itu . . . “

Sepenggal kutipan kata2 dari Arai, tokoh di tetralogi Laskar Pelangi. Sungguh . . . suatu rangkaian kata2 yang menggugah optimisme dan semangat siapapun yang membacanya. Seakan seribu tenaga membuncah diri kita dan jalanan seterjal apapun akan lapang disapu gelora kekuatan angan-angan.

On a personal level, I really embraced these words, especially when I finished the first three books of the series. Back then, it was one of the motivations that kept me running thru the never ending storms of life in Perth. Even till now, I keep these words high, believing myself that I still have more to encounter and see in the near future.

However, as life is, it is also cruel and unpredictable. My initial dreams and thoughts of directly trying my luck for a job abroad would have to be buried . . . once and for all. Reason? Merely due to the fact that I failed to gain my parents blessings. It might sound lame. But there’s nothing left to it. Without it, even though I can force myself, it would all feel empty and meaningless.

Wondering bout this and when I reminisce back half a year ago, all seemed very contradictory. The basic results were same, but back then, I just felt content and accepting my very fact that I would have to work back home. But I guess recent talks and urges from friends and acquaintances sparked that last hope within me to again . . . pursue the attempt to try and get a job in aussie.

With it, I then applied for another IELTS test. Nevertheless, I forgot about that very factor that would be the basis of what I would be doing . . . a blessing. And now, it would seem that everything is in ashes . . . hopeless . . . and plain without a streak of light for me. Despite so . . . it doesn’t seem that way.

The last week . . . I’ve been trying to make peace for myself towards this stunning revelation that slammed me back to the ground. Trying to find the very meaning, any possibilities and also . . . introspecting on my journey and my future steps. It wasn’t until a couple of days ago that something very simple . . . gave me the idea and thought that everything can be done . . . whenever and wherever we are.

A mere session at the movie watching “Sang Pemimpi”, the second instalment of the Laskar Pelangi tetralogy really gave me a spark to again try my final card and work there. But my best friend of mine reminded me that . . . start your dreams from where you stand . . . it doesn’t have to be far away . . . just do it one by one from where the chances are the most visible and feasible. Simple words that really left me stunned.

Thoses words, really hyped up the truce process within me. Now . . . I can finally say that I can finally made peace with myself and accept what I have to do as starters. All I can do back in Perth on my last days there, is to just savor the very last moments and reminisce a very very splendid and colourful journey in my life.

Though it seem by others that I’m wasting my very talents, skills and chances, recent events and back thinking again and once again, strengthened my intention to stay here . . . at least for some while before soaring high again sometime. On a personal scale, I have yet one final wish that I want to fulfil, one wish that can only be started here, as it is also a step to redeem my self as being a fallen angel. It is with this step, I am hoping myself to be a better person for the closest people around me, as I also realized, regardless of high my dreams might be, it would be all meaningless if you just leave your closest ones without any guidance, care, and help they might need.

As an epilogue, I would quote a sentence that I have just found from a novel that I just brought. It says “Often . . . we must do something else and take detours and beat round the bush to be someone we want to be”. If it is so . . . then I would regard what I will be doing in the near future as an act of bouncing back down to earth before finally be an angel and soar high and mighty in the skies . . . amin :).

Pressure on ME !!

Next round . . . another step of hard hitting self reversing and up side downs to start of what’s gonna be a new step in life. Painful as it goes, there’s a saying that you’ll be able to conquesr the world once you’ve known who you are . . . well…lets just hope this is the start of me conquering the world :P

Ok…ok….enough intermezzo . . . well…pressure ehh… again . . . please do not ask how I knew I was suffering from this . . . damn . . . I curse myself for forgetting why I had these in the beginning . . . the process of recalling and reminiscing is just too long . . . not to mention painful in some occasions. But . . it’s gotta be done little by little . . .

Fiuuhh . . . I just kinda think that I often freak out whenever things go out of my reach or what I intended. It often happened way back in my days when I once came back to Indo after years of living abroad. The sheer life of typical Indonesians that was full of pressure, unorder and quick pace really fuzzed out my brain. End result . . . it then caused me to forget the necessary things that I had to remember when time called upon it. As I grew, I trained myself not only to deal with it, but also to put some countermeasure towards it. Though till this very moment, I’m still struggling to overcome this horrible habit, some measures have succeeding in at least lessening the negative impact. It just needs continuous practice and self adapting in order to have any good effects.

What have I done? Hmmm . . . . as far as I remember, I tried to be somewhat ignorant. I know it sounds kinda bad or something, but this really I fact has aided me in un-worrying about the unnecessary aspects of my life. But then, in any further writings later on, this too has brought upon me several side effects that also contribute to my major bad habit. Next . . . in conjunction to this step, writing down a plan has also helped me in putting all into proper order. Hence, I wouldn’t have to worry too much on any future uncertainties. Last . . . is to forecast any potential and possible outcomes of what I might end up doing or experiencing. Hey . . . I realize that my steps above might seem somewhat too uptight and strict. By doing so, I do admit that all those above still needs some polishing, but in the mean while . . . all is good mate .

Aside any personal side effects above mentioned, I guess the only challenge for me is to learn not to freak out on any future unwanted conditions that I might face. Usually, it all happened due to my lack of life experiences that I ought to have. Hence, I should by now learn all the important things on life. Such kinda things can’t be learnt thru colleges and schools, but often must be experienced first hand.

By enriching ourselves, we can then learn to overcome the sensation of being under pressure and live a more carefree life. I just ought to remember, pressures, whatever and how it would be, will always exist in life. But how we deal and cope with it, determines the quality on how we live our life. It’s about juggling the ups and downs in life that we are able to enjoy things as they are . . . 

Introvert

New year . . . no hopes . . . and new resolutions . . . they say . . . thinking of that, it makes me wonder whether do I have one?Well . . . I know that these kinda things don’t have to wait for new years to come, but its just that recent events have caused me to think and consider on several matters, when if not settled or at least given a thought to begin with, would linger on in my life as a fatal problem.

Nggg….ok . . . the first problem….as stated on the title. Yeah….its something that I’ve suffered . . . or in proper terms . . . been doing all my life. I can’t recall when this sensation happened, but if I were asked a period in my life, I guess it was around my years in Singapore, around my middle primary school days. Why it happen….hell yeah that’s another hard question. But a good one to begin with as it’ll start of to undo this particular issue of myself.

Maybe . . . it all was because I had friends that were kinda outgoing . . . able to speak out anythings in their heads. I could have followed suit myself, but as I tried over the years, it just felt not for me. The sensation that speaking anything randomly and promptly was really out of my mind as I thought words would be better of thought first and to be listened and given a consideration. At first, I thought myself as a shy boy . . . but then as age passed, it’s not what I thought it was.

Years went by, many things I’ve experienced and faced, how react and consider all of them eventually gave me a knowing of what I was. Though I was in denial to really admit I was having this thing, it took me some while to finally embrace and accept what I am right now. Before, it just felt really embarrassing and annoying, knowing others could just sprout out words and find friends in an instance. For me. . . . it was the whole opposite, time consuming and often . . . beating round the bush.

Despite the efforts to join various outside activities, it still stayed and took the best of me. Eventually causing me to fail slowly in some areas where I thought it would be my destiny. That time . . . . it took a toll on me as I felt down and deemed myself as nothing but a worthless thing. Time passed on . . . it still stayed . . . however, it took a certain event or happening for me to finally realise in mind on how to harness it.

My move overseas was one major step to accumulate and harness what I had to my fullest potential. At first, what I did really didn’t got me as I did things for what I had to do. But later on, it turned out what I have been doing was slowly done by harnessing this one thing that I once hated, despised and detested into something that would in one way or another . . . save me from the ravages of life.

Nevertheless, with this realization, I still need to further harness it properly, and use it when really needed. Relying on it every moment wouldn’t do me any good as the world is not for people like me. Every once in a while, I need to get out of the box, seek out new adventures and challenge my inner self to survive . . . exist and show my worth as a man. By challenging new things, I can learn to get outta my comfort zone, learn to practice life skills and knowledge, and furthermore, gaining life links for future reference. Before I moved abroad, such thing was really unthinkable, but after moving, it proved me a life time experience.

But ending my journey . . . or to be precise . . . I’ve ended my journey, the various life options ahead of me are really uneasy. Each one of them has their plus and minuses. Either way, I would be forced to consistently step out of my box to face the harshness of this world. The only difference would be that one option would be in advantage of money . . . that’s all. End note . . . to continuously position our self in a challenging situation would push ourselves to our maximum potential. But in the same time . . . keeping our inner consciousness and consideration are equally important to not get lost in the never ending law of the jungle.

End of Level

Fiuhhhhh . . . finishing my travelling journal sure was time consuming. And now I’m already back to fairy tail u all on what has happened after that one week of adventure.

Nggg…ok…one thing that was obvious….i was struck with jetlag…and I mean quite severe. With a 5 hour difference between Perth and NZ, it all summed up to irregular sleeping time and quantity. My eating quantity also exploded, causing a rise in scale in just some couple of days later. Despite my jetlag, I still forced my self out to refresh my mind and get all things were it was supposed to be. As for work, well . . . I was planning on working all day till my day back to Indonesia, but things turned quite difficult for me . . .

It turned out that my friends were all at Perth and demanded working shifts. With the sales on a low, we ended up having to compromise and arrange our schedules among ourselves. And so . . . while I was dreaming of working my ass and gaining dollars all went to ashes . . .with just working almost the same hours when uni is in motion. It all just felt . . . like . . . not supposed to be like this . . .
With less working time, I ended up struggling on what to do to fill the days. It’s not like I didn’t have nothing to do completely, but the things that I was doing was really trivial and I thought that I ought to be doing something serious. Just walking around the city and other malls on my free time during summer, though it might seem cool and refreshing . . .but in fact it hurts me due to those things burning a hole on my wallet . . .surely but sure. . .

Oh yeah . . . did I mention that I was offered a chance to do an internship by my father. Ok . . .here’s the story. Still in my jetlag and tiredness, I was given a call by my dad. HE said that he would to contact his colleagues and see If there are any positions for internship for me to do. He offered me this since this would be my time to gain some experience before finding a job. It would help on my CV eventually. The offer . . . honestly was something good . . . but really surprising as it would one way or another flip my vacation plans 180 degrees.

After giving it some considerations . . . I decided to accept it. Even though it meant that I would be meeting my love for just a week. Just making this was really hard on me, as I thought that why one week for all the six months I’ve longed for? You think that it all ended there?NO!!!suddenly my dear called and notify me that her vacation would be advanced and for only 10 days….and that ten days would end rite when I would just arrived in Indonesia. Again . . . I had to think of something to see her . . . even if it just meant a couple of days. So . . .there was one solution . . . advance my date to go home. After some shopping around . . .my feasible time was to advance it a week. Honestly it wasn’t enough, but it was the best out of the worst.

So . . . with my departing advanced, and little working shifts to do, all I could do was to wait. . .wait . . . and wait. . . something that I obviously don’t like, especially in my circumstances rite now. Also, the thoughts of where I would end up working was starting to linger in my mind, slowly consuming my spirit. Though now it has been in someway healed and starting myself to grow some new spirit, it did in some way caused myself to feel down and over anxious.

But hey . . . all the troubles done . . . and now I’m in Indonesia. The story??well….i’ll make it separate . . . still . . . got lots of writing to do. But its okay. Writing for me is on way to keep my sanity and creativeness. Jya ne ;)

Getting Lost.... (Part 5)

Final trip....I packed and checked all my belongings in my backpack. I made sure nothing was left over asides the souvenirs that I deliberately left behind for Erwin to give it to my family back home. It was early morning when I had to go to the airport. After saying my gratitudes to Erwin’s family, there I was out to Sydney, my final destination. The whole process in the airport was quick and smooth. But my only worry was when I touched down at Auckland. The time difference of only an hour or so to my connecting flight to Sydney made rushing to the international terminal. Luckily all seemed fine and I just had to lay back and wait for my flight back to ozzy.

In the plane, I made sure this time I’ld enjoy the inflight entertainment to its most. So rather than falling asleep as usual, I ended up watching a couple of movies. Not too bad eh ;). I was so enjoying it that I didn’t notice it was almost time to touch down at Sydney. On the ground, first thing for me to do was to get a pee as I had no chance of doing so since it was so crowded in the plane. Pass the immigrations and customs, I had to immidiately fine a transportation. Of all the choices, I opted for the shuttle bus as it sounded cheaper than the rest. And it wasn’t a bad choice after all as it dropped me right in front of the hotel .

Done with the checking in and lying down for some while, I was off out on the streets of Sydney...this time...completely on my own B-). I didn’t waste any time but to head straight to the Opera house. On my way, I walked pass hyde park and the botanical garden. It sure was a hot and long walk as i didn’t realize it took me more than an hour to finally reach the opera house by walking. But i did take my time by taking photos of the place and the surrounding sceneries. Oh yeah, i forgot to mention that i did stop by to get some lunch for myself in the main streets of Sydney. Just a simple fish and chips ;).

The walk back was tiresomen, courtesy of the hot weather. But I tried to enjoy things as i had no time to be tired since its my only chance in Sydney. At the house, I took a shower, prayed and then took a short nap. Having no ideas on what to do during the night, I thought going to the movies would be a good idea. Luckily 2012 was till n screens so I didn’t waste any chance to watch it. Before doing so, I didn’t forget to have my dinner of kebab before landing myself in front of the big screen. Done with the watching, I was thinking of heading back as I really felt tired, but i suddenly remembered to find a mosque. Alhamdulillah i found one close to the hotel. Done with the prayers, there I was back to my room and taking a rest after one hell of walking and travelling.

Last day, I woke up early, had a simple breakfast and kicked out the streets. This time, i thought going to Bondi wasn’t a bad idea, so i walked to the central railway and purchased a city sightseeing bus ticket. During my wait for the bus, I managed to get some short videos of the passing trains there for Nandar. In the bus, i enjoyed the sightseeing till i was done back again after 1.5 hours. From there on, it was a hellish walk for me as I dragged myself along Georges St to find The famous Apple store and the Kinokuniya Bookstore. At Kinokuniya, I was again mezmerized by the large choice of artbooks there. But, rather than going for Gundam’s, I chose Macross for a change. Done with it, I headed for the wildlife parkm just for a glimpse of a Koala and kangaroo ^^;. And though it wasn’t face to face and without the touching, I finally managed to see one rite in front of me for the first time ^_^.

After that, it was really a tiresome walk to the Circular Quay. Why i chose to get there was so that I can get a ride on the sights seeing bus rite along Geroges St once again. Eventhough i had an Ice Cream, the heat really worn me out quickly. The bus came and I hopped of at the street for my last destination...the Sydney tower. Though expensive, I would say the view and scenery from a couple of hundred meters above was astonishing. Of course, I didn’t forget to take pictures of the 360 degrees view from above. And after doing so, i walked and rushed for the nearest kebab store for lunch. Eating it at Hyde Park, I can say i was really hungry and tired from that neverending walk this day.

Back to the hotel to pick up my luggage, I stopped by at the mosque to pray before walking to the train station. There, I managed toget some train related gifts to Nandar before getting myself on the airport line. For a journey that short, $15 was surely expensive >_>. But there wasn’t much choice as the other methods were fairly the same price too. Arriving at the airport, I quickly checked in, pass the x-rays and quietly waited at the gate while muching an apple pie and fries from McD. I didn’t forget to have Alfian to help pick me up once arriving at Perth.

During the flight, i wanted to sleep, but i just couldn’t get myself to do so soundly. This eventually would cause me problems the next couple of days later on. On Perth, it was dusk and Luckily i wasted no time going back home as Alfian was there to pick me up. Back home, nothing much was done asides web browsing before getting to bed. In the end, It was really one exiting week, full of new experiences for me. It also forced myself to face new and sudden environments and to adapt to it. Will I ever get lost again in the future??why not :D . . .it’s not a bad idea and Is surely would do it given I have the time and funds insya Allah.
Owari :D

Getting Lost…. (Part 4)

Last two days . . . still loads to enjoy and finish off ;). The nite was normal, nothing strange happened. We woke up on our intended schedules, took a bath and made some simple breakfast before checking out early from the hostel. Still, the morning was cloudy as before, it even started to develop into a light drizzle as the morning passed by. It did make us a bit disheartened as we thought we wouldn’t enjoy the scenery in the midst of this weather. But then…why the gloomy ideas…just enjoy things as they are.

So…we just drove to Mt.Managnui, a neighbouring town of Tauranga. Here, the main scene was the beaches with a hill (or mountain they say) right besides the beach. Had it been bright, I’m sure the scenery would be nothing less than awesome ;). At the beach, we only took a stroll along the beach line. We intended on hiking up the hill, but the increased rain drops held us back on doing so as we had no idea how bad the weather would be for us. Hence, the only thing to kill in time was to walk pass the streets of the town. We did so also to wait for a certain ice crea shop that Erwin recommended. Once we had a taste of the ice cream when they opened, it sure felt delicious despite the weather.

Next stop was the Waitomo caves . . . approximately 3-4 hours driving I remembered. But our problem there was we hadn’t made any reservations for the night there. Luckily we got one at the Mt Manganui i-site. With this in mind, it made us relieved that we just had to go there. Before hitting the place, we had a stop at Hamilton city for lunch. This city, turned out to be more crowdy than Rotorua. Here, Nandos was our choice and it was also a first time for Erwin :P. Had we not have booked a place in Waitomo, we would have opted to spend the nite in this city.

Along the road to Waitomo was weird. The sky suddenly became bright and clear. Hmmm….i wish this had happened days before >.< . Too bad eihh…Eniwei…the trip had to go on and we didn’t have time to regret it. The good side of it was that I was able to get clear shots finally from my phone of the sceneries that we passed by ^_^. This weather continued as we approached the Kiwi House just before Waitomo. This place was kinda like a zoo, only just having Kiwi’s and some local animals to NZ. Being an “aussie”, the fact that I did see a Kiwi bird here meant an irony for me as I haven’t seen a Koala till that moment >_>.

Done with the flightless birds, we then headed to our final destination. The place turned out to be quite remote. The signs to this were evident along the roads as we encountered less place of crowdiness. At Waitomo, it turned out that our hostel wasn’t far from the i-site and the caves. But the remoteness prompted us to find some ransom quickly before sunlight ceased itself. So, we headed back to the closest town before Waitomo and bought the stuffs we needed for dinner and breakfast. Our choice of meal….pasta…just simple pasta. The nite at the hostel was quite plain. Nothin much could be done due to the remoteness of the place. In the end, we only played pool and watched some film. I personally did my laundry and browsed the places at Sydney that I would be visiting. Erwin himself played his PSP in the room. We did watch a movie, but again I had to sleep early as I felt tired.

The next day….the last day finally. This time…things started of brightly in the sky and we hoped this would last for quite some while. Doing all the basic morning routines, we then took a detour to find a certain waterfall. The distance was quite far, being aroung 30 kms. And the road was sure up and downs with its share of left and rights thru the hills. But the reward once we got there was astonishing. Utterly breathtaking to make it simple. The falls were high…something that a fall should be. And the water flow was really rapid and clear. We obviously took some photos of the place. Due to time constraint, we couldn’t go done and get closer to the falls. But just observing the place was really exhilarating .

The way back was still breathtaking. We encountered endless views and scenery that really seemed like an eternity. But during the journey to the caves, we did encounter some sort of mishap which was when I speeded at the hills, we drifted coz we hit a hole that caused the car to go right and left uncontrolled. Damn lucky we were as there was no damage to the car nor ourselves were injured. Our luck was also due to the fact that there were no traffic on the road. . . .pheww…thank god we ended up fine.

The first cave was the Aranui cave. A simple cave with its share of stalaktits and stalagmites (did I get the spellings rite here?). The difference with the caves in Indo that it still retains its originality. Not to mention the authorities here still maintain the cave as it was despite putting in all the technology it needs for tourism. Indonesia should learn man. Next cave was the gloworm cave. The coolest part of this cave was that it had these glowworms that glowed in the dark. The view was at its best when we took a short ride on a boat to observed how these tiney creatures shined the dark cave with their bodily light.

Fiuuuhhh…done with all the touring and fun for the past 4 days, and now it was time for us to head back to Palmy. The 5 hour journey was tiresome and somewhat boring as there weren’t much scenery to observe. Erwin did most of the driving till Wanganui when I took over there. We only stopped once for a cup of coffee at a small town (forgot the name ^^;). We finally arrived at Palmy around 5 pm. Before heading home, we washed the car at a selfc cleaning station and returned it to the rental store.

My last nite at Palmy was intended to be simple and quite, just heading to sleep. But I suddenly thought of having one last snack outside. And there I was, eating a kebab in the coldness of summer Palmy. In the end, we got back as soon as we finished my last meal in NZ. Overall, the whole trip was splendid and marvellous. Though the whole journey didn’t go as planned due to the weather, we still managed to get the most out of things. I would never forget the places, sites and especially the view and scenery that will be in my mind forever. May one day I have the chance to come here once more to savor the moments .

Getting Lost…. (Part 3)

The main tour….originally pplanned to start right away once I arrived in NZ, but got postpones due to my friend’s hectic schedule. Though cut short, the journey I can tell you was none less short than . . . breathtaking .

Okay, we woke up early that day, had some simple breakfast than headed out. But first of all, we picked up our rented car, had my ozzy dollar exchanged for kiwi money, filled the gas and of we were on the roads. Our estimation to the first town which was Lake Taupo, was around 4 hours. Our first stop was around 2 hours after driving, stopping for some peeing and a grab at a KFC. Next was at an army museum which we wanted to visit, but eventually turned out to cost $12. Did we enter?hell no mate :D….we’re only looking for free grabs here xD.

After that supposed visit on the museum, we hit the road. At first, it was all deserts and nothing but complete sand and dust. It wasn’t until ½ hour later on that we finally started to encounter some breathtaking views of this country. And it all started with the landscape of Lake Taupo. What really made me startled was the fact that Erwin mentioned about this lake being as large as Singapore. Though I doubted it for a moment, it waned away once I took a look at the real deal. The scenery was like endless, as if you were actually looking at an ocean not a lake. Once we encountered a stopping place, we briefly took some photos and rest before heading on to the town.

As we entered the town, another awesome scenery came in, pine trees side by side on the road. It all felt fantastic and serene, luckily the sky was blue, so I would say that moment passing thru the trees was like an eternity. At the town, it suddenly went a bit cloudy, but the scenery of the lake from the town was still fabulous, and endless landscape of waters. Once we parked our car, we headed on to the i-site, some sort of information center that NZ has in most of its town tourist related. There, we got an idea on what place we would be visiting at oru short visit of the town. Next stop…was obviously lunch :P.

Having enough of fast foods, we thought of having a fancy meal. So we went shopping around in the main bistro streets to search for some fancy but affordable food. Our hunger landed ourselves at a decent café rite in front of the lake. I myself ordered a lamb rack with some sort of Lebanese sauce. The taste was delicous :D. After the meal, we took some photos of ourselves at the edge of the lake before heading to the town’s tourist attractions.

The first was a place called Huka Falls. At first, I was expecting some water falls the scale of Coban Rondo. But hey…it just ended as a mere imagination with fact that the falls were only 5 meters high >_>. And they called it a fall???luckily, despite the unmatching name, the water was just clear blue, blue enough that it was almost clean and clear. The water speeds were said to be suitable for rafting. Next and last place was a Glass making store. At first, we intended to just take a look at the glass product exhibited. But we ended up paying to see how the glasses were made. Not to bad, the experience was cool as we had a first eye view on how glass was made and coloured to make those fabulous masterpieces. Too bad I had little money as I wanted to buy one small item. But the prices itself were way beyond my reach >.< .

The next town was called Rotorua, and for the first time, I had the chance to drive the car there. Handling an automatic car, I had to really pay attention to not use my left foot as I’m accustomed on using manual cars that require the use of both foot. Luckily the trip went easily without any sudden use of my left foot. The shortcoming of the journey was that it started to drizzle and the view was all road breaking hills . The journey to Rotorua lasted around 1.5 hours, so it was a good start for me to get to know the roads in Kiwi here.

At Rotorua, the weather developed itself to become a full fledged rain <_<. Hence, we headed straight to the nearest supermarket, bought some food for us to make (face it…we had to do so being a backpacker tourist) and then checked in to the hotel. The room itself was quite decent…except the bathroom….which turned out to be for the disabled…So…the interior of the bathroom was pretty much filled with aids and grips intended for disabled use. Eniwei…we took a short rest and shower before finding ourseleves some dinner.

As for dinner, well, same as like in Taupo, no fast food mate. Hence we had to roam for some classy yet cheap stuff. Our choice this time was an Italian bistro. Nothing much was ordered besides our personal dishes and pizza. Our journey back to the hotel was a bit postponed as we took a strool to the lake and browsed the inet for some fresh ideas on where to head off the next day. On the journey home, I had to handle the car as Erwin drank and I possible couldn’t let him behind the wheel :P. The nite was only spent by watching Hangover at Asep’s lappie. But I had to go to bed early as I really felt tired. Asep stayed up a bit later despite being a little drunk.

The next day, he did indeed wake up a little late due to the drukness :P. But we managed to head out in time. The only bad thing was that that morning started of with quite the rain. We intended to head of to a place called Skyride, but postponed it till the weather got a little reasonable. So as starters, we went to a local Maori village called Whakarewarewa. The place here was all about how Maori’s lived there lives and their cultures. Even though under the umbrella, the tour around the village was quite cool. Not only we managed to see the geysers and the process of making some sort of Maori dress, we also had the chance to eat corn cooked in an oven that was heated by earth heat. And surely…it did taste delicious :D .

Too bad, even after the tour, rain still poured heavily. Nevertheless, we were still eminent on going to skyride. At the site, we bought the combo package. But then, it turned out that we wouldn’t hop on the sky swing as it would cause us some heart attack ). Despite so, we still enjoyed the luge ride twice in the midst of the drizzle. The view of Rotorua from the top of the hill was also spectacular even though covered with heavy clouds ;).

Our last stop was supposed to ride the famous Zorbit. But being costed at $50 above, we surely hadn’t had that much money just for one ride upside down inside a giant ball down thru a hill. Not to mention the need to wear a wet clothes sort of thing. So, of we went to the Bay of Plenty, in particular…Tauranga city.

The whole journey was still covered in rain. And we didn’t have our lunch until we finally reached the city. In terms of crowdiness, this was the second crowded one after Welly…minus any tall buildings though. After filling our tummies, we booked into our designated hostel. The place was quite decent despite being a bit cramped. Well…there’s always first times for things and this first timey on hostel was not that bad ;). The rest of the was intended for sight seeing. But since the rain didn’t seem to cease itself, we just cruised down the roads with the car. Finished with the cruising, we browsed the inet on an inet café than headed out for dinner.

Ah yeah…I forgot to mention one thing, we encountered a mosque rite on the outer parts of Tauranga before we checked in. Hence, we tried locating the place, which did took us some time. After some attempts, we finally found it and had our Zhuhur and Asar prayers. To fill in time in the middle of the rain barren times in this city, we also decided to have Maghrib and Isya here when night came that day. But surely we had a dinner first before having our prayers ;). The nite at the hostel wasn’t to bad, except by the fact that the girl that slept below me wobbled all night long, making me think that there was an earth quake or something :P. But in short, the sleep was sound and we were ready for our next day.

Getting Lost…. (Part 2)

Fiuuuhhh . . . next day eh . . . well…I started of quite lazy. The jetlag and tiredness of the flight really ached my body. But it’s not as bad when u travel west. But anyway, i introduced myself to asep’s bro. It turned out he was a lecturer at FEUB too. After the small chit chat, I took a bath, breakfast and headed out with Asep to his campus. The reason so was that he had to finish of some errands. As I waited for him, I was given his inet access at the campus’s library. For the next 2.5 hours using the inet, I just browsed and surfed what ever was on my mind. Too bad I wasn’t allowed to download anything. But it was still a bliss since it was free to me after all :P.

It was around noon when I finished my session and we went to the city’s (the only one though :P) mall. There we had lunch and I brought myself a local number so that I can contact others with a local rate. Out to the streets, it still cloudy and it showed that rain would drop by any moment. But we just walked on the streets. I finally found one store that sold quite cheap NZ souvenirs. Hence I brought myself a couple of shirt for those back home. Done with that, we planned to head back to his campus since Asep still hadn’t finished his work, but it turned out to rain again. But we just ran thru it and made it to his car. Arriving on his office, I still just browsed the inet as there wasn’t much thing for me to do.

As night came, we still had dinner at his place. But since we had little to do, we ended up roaming the city for some fresh air. As we parked at the city, we walked thru the city square and I asked him to make me some solo photo’s for future memories. Too bad I didn’t have a pocket camera with me as I was too reliant on my cellphone. But luckily Asep brought his camera with hime. Finished with the photo, we turned out to be still hungry. This was normal as the weather at Palmy that night was almost like as if it was winter despite the fact that it’s supposed to be summer.But eniwei, we ended up having a drink and snack at a place called Mao’s bar. Though it was just a cup of moccacino and some fries, we did have a good chat and went nostalgic on some of our high school days.

Back at home, we were supposed to sleep early as tomorrow we planned to head for Wellington. But our night again turned out ot be full of chat. This time…it was all bout anime . . . specially gundam !! of course we added some other stuffs like macros and code geass . . . jeezzz…that’s what u get when two anime lover collide…endless nights of anime talks and chit chat :)).

And as expected…we did woke up late the next morning. We planned to wake up on 7…but we overshot it to half an hour later. We got out aroung a 10 minutes after 8. But before we hit the roads to Wellington, we stoped by to Asep’s office for some minor things to him. On the road to Wellington, it was all fine and breezy, not to mention the view and scenery that this country had to offer. It only turned worst when we reached the last third of our journey as rain started to pour heavily to the earth.

As we entered Welly, we kick started by finding the first place that we would visit. It was decided to be Weta cave, some sort of movie company that took care of special effects and animations. Their portfolio of works includes some prolific movies such as LOTR and the Narnia Chronicle’s. But when we arrived there, it turned to be just a small museum that had all their works in glass displays -_-. Oh well….forget the hyperbolism of NZ tourism (which I would further experience for the next couple of days), we stopped by to a souvenir shop. Here, the prices were cheaper than the one in Palmy and also more choices. Hence, I didn’t hesitate to buy the needed souvenirs for families and friends back at ozzy and Indo.

Done with the shopping, we headed to down town Welly. The rain still dropped down, but just in small intervals. Our choice of lunch was an Indian restaurant. But again, our choice kinda backfired as the dish turned out to be small despite the normal price we paid >_>. Jeezz….this did eventually cause us to starve again a couple of hours later especially in the rainy and cool weather. Nevertheless, we continued to walk down the streets of Welly for sightseeing. However, we did drop by to their national museum. In here, honestly I was amazed by how they concept ed and made the entire museum to be so damn modern yet trendy. It didn’t even look like the typical museum that you would think of :P. Inside, we looked on the geographical part of NZ, their Maori heritage and some history on the migration into NZ.

The later part of our time in Welly was spent by visiting one of the crowded streets in Welly which was called Lambton Place (if I’m not wrong :P). Here, we dropped by to enjoy a cup of coffee at Starbucks before we decided to head back home. The hotness of the coffee surely did ease the coldness in our body due to the cool weather outside. After the last sluurrpp….we headed back home to Palmy. Along the trip back, nothing much happened. We only stopped as a certain bay to get a catch and photo of its scenery. On the last half of our trip, I swapped place by driving the car. Not to bad though, just a little bit nervous due to my first experience driving something on unknown road. But luckily nothing bad happened on the way.

We finally entered home around 7. Again, we dropped by at his office for his little errands. After supper and a warm chat with his family, we decided it was a day. This time, we made sure we slept early. We couldn’t affor to be late the next day as we planned to visit 2 towns all together.

Tsuzuku . . .

Getting Lost…. (Part 1)

Ok…ok…I know it’s late….but the jetlag in me has just gone away which mean I can hopefully get back to my normal daily schedules. After getting back from NZ…things have been tough especially on regaining my usual biological timetable stable.....courtesy of the five hours difference….>.<

Rite….i wanted to write things as I experience the trip…but the lack of time….energy and proper equipment (laptop/PC) hindered me from doing so. But don’t worry….I still have all those wonderful memories and times in my head….besides….it’s still a week ago…I can’t just forget it that easily rite ;)

WHoaaahh….it all started on the night of 30th November. As I counted down all the things that I had to bring….i was picked up by Roy who would drive me to the domestic airport. Having thinking that I had not forgot anything, it turned out later on when I boarded the plane that I had forgot to bring 1 essential thing….mineral waterrr !!! damn….you just cannot forget this when your on a budget airline that doesn’t provide meals and drinks on flight >.<….Nevertheless…the ride on air wasn’t that much of a problem….I mostly slept there till I almost arrived to Sydney. This really saved me from the thirst that really itched my throat.

However…things got worst when I touched down and I was dying to grab a bottle of water. Coincidently, I had to have a small change for the shuttle bus to the international terminal, so there I went searching for a kiosk that sold water. Problem done and I had some change to ride the bus. At the international terminal, I directly checked myself in for the flight to Auckland and to Palmerston North. After that, I roamed around the place in search for some decent and halal food….again and finally….it went down to eating …..kebabs….:P Oh well….had no choice….honestly…the kebab wasn’t that delicious….but since I was starving…I just enjoyed it.

Finished eating…I originally wanted to go to the observation deck….but I ended up getting lost…so I just headed to the immigrations part….after that…the most dreaded part….X-Ray scans T_T….why I dread this section is due to the need to put off everything that has metal in it…that means watches, keys, belts and everything….damn….so tedious….>.<….but u gotta do it…so I had to after taking a long queue to do so.

Passing the x-ray…I was free…but having nothing do do…I just walked myself straight to the designated gate. To kill time..i phoned my honey. Having a 5 hours difference…it really felt strange as when I phoned her, it was still early morning whilst it was already at around 9 at Sydney. But then….we just chatted out anything we could till I was called inside the plane.

Inside the plane….my usual tendency came…falling asleep just after I sat on my seat. This really was such a pity coz there was a plentifull amount of on flight entertainment…for free!!!Though I did browse the options before take off…I only finally did enjoy and watched a film when I was already 1.5 hours airborne. This made me unable to finish of the movie that I watched .

Touchdown to Auckland….i quickly put myself out of the immigration section and checked in my continuing flight to Palmy. Needing to go to the domestic terminal…I wanted to go there viz shuttle bus…but since it was still empty…I ended up walking 10 minutes there in the midst of the windy weather aroung the airport. At the domestic airport….i was quite confused by the simplicity of the check-in sections where they only had machines to do it whereas humans were only used to take care of any passengers that had luggage….jeeezzz…when would Indonesian Airport be this simple…hope soon ;). Till kill time….i just roamed myself inside the domestic terminal…not forgetting to open the internet whilst there was free inet access there 


Boarding time…I was still amazed that they where using state of the art boarding machines that enabled us to just scan our boarding pass on to the machine without the use of any human assistance. But my amazement stoped rite after I passed the boarding gate. It suddenly went from high tech to just……primitive!!I mean…the celings suddenly became mere metals…no cement nor brick used for the walls…and it was directly right in front of the planes…not the jet planes…but the self propelled one…now…speaking of a flight with these kinds of planes…it sure is a first time. Luckily the interior was decent enough. So there I went…riding the “baling2 bambu” :D .

The flight itself was just for an hour. Nothing weird or special so I just played my NDS to fill in time. Arriving at Palmy…I was further made surprised that the airport was small….approximately just 4x the size of Malang’s local airport. Entering the building, I was greeted with Asep who was already waiting for me. He did look a bit chubby since my last encounter with hime around 3 years ago. Save the memories…we straightly headed for his house. Before arriving, we stopped by to by some dinner at a Thai resto. Arriving at his house, I was greeted by his brother and sister in law with their child. After some little introduction and chit chat, we had dinner together. After the platter….I still chatted with Asep’s sista before I finally ended up sleeping. A journey of 8 hours is really tiring. Not to mention the jetlag and time difference that really puzzle up my body. But the excitement and adventure was waiting me, so I couldn’t afford to feel tired, for there were many things that awaited me for the next couple of days…..

Silently come....Silently go....

Fiuuuhhhh….at last though not officially…..one part of my life’s journey has ended….this 2 semester 16 unit course has finished yesterday with the submission of my last assignment. With that…my decent hope is for myself to pass all units this semester…regardless of the marks…really….the units I took were mostly for formality and I didn’t even had the intention to really take it…but hey…it’s happened…so just pray ;)

Anyway…vacation has come to me…and now here I am wondering what to do…???Ok…I’ve made a list on what to do….but having most of them done at room….it just feels damn boring….work???Not now for the next couple of days as normal schedules are still in place. But I do hope to work full time next week as it’ll help deprive myself of this boredom…

Travelling…ah yeah…having done a final confirmation…I’m just gonna have to wait for it to come in motion. The only thing left is to get the definite place on where I’l dbe going in New Zealand. As for Sydney….no planning needed as I’ll be getting myself lost in that city….don’t wanna worry myself too much on this matter…just enjoy things as it is later on impromptu xD

I gues what’s in for me now isn’t really boredom…its more the lack of mood to enjoy the things around and already provided to me…manga…films…ebook….articles….books….drama…games ….you name it…it’s all in my HDD….but I just can’t seem to enjoy any one of them….hopefully forcing myself would bring out the mood to enjoy the above mentioned things.

Life…hmmm…quiet lately….I don’t if things are supposed to be 'this way…when you’re bound to leave one journey of your life….would you say farewell….or just leave silently as if you were no one?I’l choose the latter as it suits me best….besides….I don’t think saying farewell would be a good idea…it’s not like we’ll be departed forever….except for some people close to me here that I know…for them when the time comes…I’ll be sure to depart politely and say my gratitudes for them for all the help…lessons…memories and times together…who…???hehehe….guess :P

Last but not least, get a job….and I mean for real….study years for the past…hhmm…how long was it….6…3…3…4.5…and 2….that equals to 18.5 years has ended….time to earn money and make a living….another important phase will start soon…so I’ld better prepare things neatly…it’ll be a start of many things to come insya Allah so you won’t wanna ruin it.

Silently come…silently go….but life will always be busy :D

Hal-hal yang ingin bisa kulakukan

1. Memainkan alat-alat musik....sounds pitiful eh...as a man...not able to play the melodies of life....i dunno why...but it seems i'm kinda deaf and illiterate on understanding music and disabled to even try one music instrument....

2. Menggambar . . .ok...i tried attending a painting lesson back then....but to be honest...my painting and pictures were horrendous >.<

3. Memahami statistik....byuuuhhhh....one horrible subject to me...despite being able to gain decent marks on my undergrad and postgrad units....they never ever seem to stay in my head.....

4. Fluent with gadgets...while my life seems so full of them...in fact...they never seem to last long...most even end up broken by me in bizarre ways >_>

5. Understanding women...ok....despite being last...this is the one thing i wanna be able to do NOW!!jeeeezzz.....hope there were some manual on understanding women....

Puisi Picisan . . . Part 3

Get out of the shell . . .have a nice day…but hey….stay away from troubles ;)

A seventh heaven is waiting for you . . .as your white wishes are on its gate of the promised land

Shine . . .for the glamorous sky is the key of heart to a life’s spark

Livin on a prayer in this wild world . . .it’ll be the same even ten years after . . . as the lost heaven’s is waiting for our prayers to be on the horizon

A time slip happens as we prove our existence in the gracious days we go thru . . . coming closer to a revelation of life

The grayish wings of fate embraces us as the shadow of the day brings forth the cape of storm . . .pouring down the white feathers of eternal winds.

The moment of truth comes as time goes on . . . washing away the innocent sorrows that lingers in our pain.

Heaven’s pride . . .awakens a winter fall of endless stories . . . creating precious nexuses.

Spiral’s of destiny . . .pulled down by gravity . . .crawling away from the starlight of sins . . .

Against all odds . . .wavering upon the northern cross . . . under the infinities of the moonlight . . .putting the mosaic pieces together.

The new world should be free from any fleeting and neverending sorrows . . . whilst the sanctuary of reasons blow away all

What Next???

Ooooouuuuhhh….when was the last time I did a normal posting…it seems to be ages man…though I’ve been writing much the last couple of weeks…I guess those were just rants and random thoughts on life . . .not the normal blog of life that I’ve been usually doing these years. Nevertheless…lets move on…hmm…much has happened lately…dunno if I can summarize every thing up. . . but I’ll try.

Ok…the last of month of my uni years (finally)….still….packed with assignments…though I have to be glad it was not as gruesome like September….I finally had the time to re-schedule and arrange my quite disasterous life pattern and schedule. Nothing big…but the whole bloodshed of September’s assignment really did take a toll on my mental sanity.

The thing is after that….it somehow put me in some sort of autism….the laziness to meet people and just wanna focus on keeping up with my assignments. I know it might be said as some sort of anti socialism…but hey…I’ve gotta my degree at stake here….While I’ve deeply reduced my targets this semester to a mere pass for each unit (AMiiiiiinnnn Ya Allaahhh……)…it still seems damn hard and often causes dissillution and pessimistic thoughts on how it’ll turn out on the end of semester….

Hoaaahheeemmm…..(sleepy mode)….ummm…ok…it seems spring has finally come….with all its weather that comes back and forth from windy….shiny….rainy….cold….and damn hot….wewww….got have a good stamina here coz all these changes often causes the brain to melt and boil in just mere days (lebay-ism xP). But for me…at least I can finally retire my heater…though it served me short (I guess just 4 months)…it really saved me from the savage of freezing temperatures here in Perth. Too bad I could’nt buy it earlier….if so…it would have saved me dollars months ago from the neverending sickness of autumn back then….

“Where ya gonna work mate…..?”…one question that has been asked several time to me….it sometimes even linger to my dreams….well…honestly…I cannot answer this right know….personally….I would love to say gallantly and shout …..”I WANNA WORK IN PEERRRRTTTHHHHHH”…but hey…as said before…the chances are slim…so I’ld probably end up somewhere in the jungle streets of Thamrin….Sudirman…or maybe around kuningan in Jakarta…who knows….

But really…my intentions to work in Perth are not that solid like months ago….regardless of the fact that I lack the funds to apply for a PR….the thing is…the living environment is just somehow of an alien to me. While Perth…like all other western cities in the world…have their abundant share of liveliness….liberty and modernity…to me…they all lack the sense of spiritualism…This sense has started to get into my nerves this last year after I came back from my long vacation back then…

And from there…I just thought….if I were to work here…I guess 2 years would be the maximum…or else…I’ld be risking the feeling of being too customized to the western way of living and start forgetting my roots as an Indonesian. This feeling isn’t weird for me as I once experience it as child when I had to move back to Indonesia after 8 years roaming the globe following my dad. Going back home at that time just felt like I was thrown back decades back to a primitive place. However…ever since then I’ve adjusted myself…and thought that Indonesia isn’t bad…while it certainly has it’s flaws here and there….I would think that it’s way better to enjoy these flaws as it is rather than enjoy the coziness of modernity but being blind of all the frailties of life as we usually see in Indonesia.

That is one lesson I’ve learnt thru my life. Life is not just about getting things easily and then enjoying it lavishly…but it is also but gaining it thru hard work…struggle….experiencing all the hardships of life….be emphatic and sympatic towards our surroundings…That is when we can fully understand that to be success….we must know and appreciate all the frailties that this world has to offer. Unless so…we will just end up as a greedy man asking for more and more….

Okk……I think my blog has gotten a bit dark of my ranting just now….well then…gotta lighten up things here :D….uhhmmm…what next then???Aaa yeeaahh….holiday…hmm…surely I’m not gonna repeat history and let it pass without nothing memorable like last year…so this time…I’ve planned it to make it different…way different from any of my vacations before….First thing…Im gonna go to New Zealand :D. Just visiting an old friend there for a week…Wee....technically this is my first vacation abroad (ozzy doesn’t count man :P)….second…I’m gonna get lost in Sydney for a night after that :P….now for this one…it sure gives me the goosebumps now as I’ve never ever gone a vacation ALONE before….eventhough it is just for a night….it would be in some way be a chance to test my guts and how I would fare in the world outside my safe zone…..eventhough I’ve made some plannings and reservations here and there…I just cannpt let go of this feelin…I can just hope every part of my planning goes in motion perfectly when the time comes….the key is…BE AN EXTROVERT MANNN!!!!

Ah….just remembered…I’m gonna move out in like 3 weeks time….after a year or so at leach HWY….i thought its time for me to find a new surrounding….It wasn’t bad here (except that you have to do a hell of a cleaning once a month)…but as I felt time pass here….it turned out a bit of a struggle here for me…especially when things just don’t go your way…One good example for me was when I had my knee injured 2 months ago…it suddenly felt really tiring having to comute from home to campus by just bus or walking…and it also took a toll on my savings >.<. While things have been better lately…it still would not stop me from moving out. Luckily…there’s a room that I can fill in…a friends room with other Indo friends :D. Finally…I can have some Indo sharemates to chit chat with ;). Thought just for a month or so…its better than nothing.

Working???sure thing mate….working is gonna be my daily thing once semester ends…Excluding my visit to NZ,Sydney and Indonesia…I reckon I’ll be working around 1.5 month till I graduate…till then….I hope I can gain as much ozzy dollars as I can…and while I can…coz I’m still uncertain on where I’ld end up workin later on. On thing to keep in mind…gotta limit the consumption to things I really need. Prices have gone up and with the need to gain as much dollars while possible….spending wouldn’t be a good idea I think….

Again…what next???I guess the only thing next is to pray and hope that every thing would be and end up better for me and my close ones. As summer closens by…I hope this phase of life to me would be one memorable one…a stepping stone to something bigger later on for me….For better life later on 

Bahasa-bahasa yang ingin kukuasai

1. Mandarin...hey....we've gota some 1 billion people who speaks mandarin...better join the stream to get a grasp of their words or risk being left behind

2. Japanese....for what???hehehe...u know...to better understand manga...anime...j-drama....j-songs...and whatever u name it :D

3. Korean....so that I can say some words to my BoA >:D<

4. Spanish....so that I can understand telenovelas (maksaaaaa :P)

5. Arab....why???so I can speak in heaven and not be a mute person there...for the language of heaven is arabic B-)

Wanderer’s Tale

An era of journey is close to its end….a wanderer is gonna move on to the next world…finding the unknown treasures and lessons to be learnt
Before so…it is worthwhile to stop first…take a rest…and look back at what have we got throughout the months of repent…solitude and grow…

Friends…experience…places…items…foods….money…knowledge…such obvious mundane things did happen…but does it really stop to just those? …isn’t there anything more worth noticing on this short break of life?

While it goes back to each perspectives and glasses…but from my glasses…it sent me countless visions of thought…so unique that it enriches my sould second by second…visions of gratitude to life as each second passes by daily.

As if light speed…the course not only filled in the gaps of the lost time…but it added up with thoughts of unprecedented chances. Hard work…fighter…openness…never satisfaction….order….maturity and self identification….some that were found on the cards of travel….

Still…there’s time to wrap things up….pack my baggage for the next dimension…but then…for the time….lets savor every second that passes by will be the memento for the uncertainties in the following journey.

May the next journey give me clearer views on life…not blurry ones like recently :P

Yo sólo soy un vagabundo vida