Who is the Main Actor?
HELLO
Middle of the night, open my Reca to send email to some friends.
Then I stuck in this,
"Every time you complain about your life, remember you're not the only one who has problems. Everybody does."
-Wilson Kanadi
Absolutely agree.
Nowadays people always think that they're the main actor of life. Dramatic life, assume that you are the most suffer peep with your huge problems, egoism among other, assume something without confirmation, social life publicity, hiding in your comfort zone, etc.
While the fact is, yes, maybe you are the main actor on stage named "your world".
But, you know people? You're only a supporting actor on the other stage. Or maybe you're nothing.
Don't ever think that it has to be you. It's not always about you.
So why you don't even care?
p.s. Judgement, who said? This is a self-reflection. And a simple satire for you, who read this.
Thousands of Papers
HELLO
This weekend I'm home to be with family when Ramadhan is coming.
Happy fasting for those who's celebrate it :)
Yesterday I've become a tester for the new product in my family clinic.
And now, I'm sorting thousands of papers for my dad's dissertation. Sorting it, grouping it, writing the title of notes, then packing it.
Thousands of papers about medical, cancer, cell, nicotine, free radicals, etc. Doing this somehow make me remember about my old passion was, being a doctor. Haha forget that.
Thousands of papers |
Well, It's still 9.408 papers remaining, wish me luck!
p.s. But, by that thousands of papers, how many trees needed? :(
iTunes Memories Playlist
HELLO
"Deadline is on Monday evening, please send it to my e-mail."
He leave after he said it, my mentor.
Open the laptop, open Enterprise Architect, Open SQL Development, Open Microsoft Word, open Chrome, and always, open iTunes.
Talking about iTunes, there is one special playlist on there.
Obviously, it's a playlist contains tracks with some memories behind it.
The count for one song is approximately more than 100.
Simply, it's a song that -maybe- I won't be bored to listen it. But -maybe- for some song, I won't ever hear it again after the event.
Here some that trapped in my playlist, I give you randomly 10 of them :
- Iridescent - Linkin Park
- Your Guardian Angel - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
- I Miss You - Blink 182
- Tonight - FM Static
- Wherever You Will Go - The Calling
- You and Me - Lifehouse
- Emily - From First to Last
- Somebody That I Used to Know - Walk Off the Earth (Gotye cover)
- Iris - Goo Goo Dolls
- The Saddest Song - The Ataris
Maybe we have the same song to remember?
Or maybe we have the same story behind?
Let me hear.
p.s. Some of it yes, about people. Some of it just about pieces of life. Some of it is good to remember, while the other is not.
Shut Down
HELLO
Daily work routines.
Somehow you'll feel bored or stuck about your assignments then doing sort kind of distraction like what I did below.
Is it possible not to sit down in front of your laptop for at least 8 hours on work then still continue the rest at home?
I need some fresh air.
And you too, I'll shut you down soon. Don't worry.
p.s. Celebrate for everyday milk, from banana to vanilla, from peach to mango. One
Have you ever write your own song?
HELLO
I admit that I have no talent in music, but I'm interested in it.
The one I respect the most is people who can create a great song.
Maybe a lot of artist could sing well, but have you ever wonder how to create that piece of song?
There must be some of your favorite songs and some of it reflects you perfectly.
Have you ever write your own song?
Inspired by Ihcod Agedas, I started to make my own song.
When I was in high school I made my firstamateur bad-stupid song.
I didn't give it a name, I didn't record it, I lost the chord note, and I forgot the lyrics.
What I remember is it started in C and it's about -ehm, stupid love song. (yeah, I hear your laugh, go with it)
Totally a mess.
Then I create another songs.
About friends, unspoken one, life, losing friends (most painful one) , stupid love again, birthday, rain, anything, etc
Some of it, I just make it for myself and the other is for some people out there.
I wrote the lyrics, I try it on guitar and keyboard, I recorded it on my phone. But now it's all lost because I lost my memory card, haha.
Writing a song is just like writing you, dear bloogy.
I told a story but with different way.
And just like a song from Something About Lola : The Best Part of Writing A Song is to Named It, you know what's my pleasure in writing a song.
And.. what was my song like?
Terrible, you won't ever hear it. Gladly it was deleted. Bad voice, amateur guitar - keyboard skill, noise everywhere.
You know that I have no talent in music, right? haha
I think you could make a better one. Are you interested?
It would be an honor for me to hear a song that made by yourself, totally respect it.
p.s. Maybe, just maybe, I'll make a song again, after all.
I admit that I have no talent in music, but I'm interested in it.
The one I respect the most is people who can create a great song.
Maybe a lot of artist could sing well, but have you ever wonder how to create that piece of song?
There must be some of your favorite songs and some of it reflects you perfectly.
Have you ever write your own song?
Inspired by Ihcod Agedas, I started to make my own song.
When I was in high school I made my first
I didn't give it a name, I didn't record it, I lost the chord note, and I forgot the lyrics.
What I remember is it started in C and it's about -ehm,
Totally a mess.
Then I create another songs.
About friends, unspoken one, life, losing friends (most painful one) , stupid love again, birthday, rain, anything, etc
Some of it, I just make it for myself and the other is for some people out there.
I wrote the lyrics, I try it on guitar and keyboard, I recorded it on my phone. But now it's all lost because I lost my memory card, haha.
Writing a song is just like writing you, dear bloogy.
I told a story but with different way.
And just like a song from Something About Lola : The Best Part of Writing A Song is to Named It, you know what's my pleasure in writing a song.
And.. what was my song like?
Terrible, you won't ever hear it. Gladly it was deleted. Bad voice, amateur guitar - keyboard skill, noise everywhere.
You know that I have no talent in music, right? haha
I think you could make a better one. Are you interested?
It would be an honor for me to hear a song that made by yourself, totally respect it.
p.s. Maybe, just maybe, I'll make a song again, after all.
Я тоскую без Вас!
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Привет, Диа - здесь!
Это спустя год после поворотного момента.
Я мисс Рассиа, особенно Новосибирск.
Я мисс Светлана, Мама, Синий Лагерь Птицы, Sergio, Manuel, Лидеры, и все дети со всех сезонов.
Спасибо за все большие воспоминания.
Когда-нибудь, я вернусь :)
Привет из Индонезии,
Диа
p.s. Плохая российская Грамматика. Я сожалею о :p
Это спустя год после поворотного момента.
Я мисс Рассиа, особенно Новосибирск.
Я мисс Светлана, Мама, Синий Лагерь Птицы, Sergio, Manuel, Лидеры, и все дети со всех сезонов.
Спасибо за все большие воспоминания.
Когда-нибудь, я вернусь :)
Привет из Индонезии,
Диа
p.s. Плохая российская Грамматика. Я сожалею о :p
Fujifilm Instax Mini 7s White
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HELLO
Do you remember, one of my wish list that I post in here?
Alhamdulillah, finally I purchased it with my own salary :)
Like people who have something new, I want to keep on taking pictures.
They said, Polaroid is just sort of wasting money. The film is kind of expensive. Not practical. Just follow the trend. Why we have to deal with classical things where digital is very common?
For me, whatever. I just like this sort of things.
Why we have to deal with other people's favorite while you have your own favorite?
You like something, go with your people who like it too. Then I'll go with people who's the same with it. No need to worry.
Let's make a memory.
p.s. Haven't give it a name yet. Got any idea? :)
Do you remember, one of my wish list that I post in here?
Alhamdulillah, finally I purchased it with my own salary :)
That's my baby in the middle : Fujifilm Instax Mini 7s White. |
Like people who have something new, I want to keep on taking pictures.
They said, Polaroid is just sort of wasting money. The film is kind of expensive. Not practical. Just follow the trend. Why we have to deal with classical things where digital is very common?
For me, whatever. I just like this sort of things.
Why we have to deal with other people's favorite while you have your own favorite?
You like something, go with your people who like it too. Then I'll go with people who's the same with it. No need to worry.
Let's make a memory.
p.s. Haven't give it a name yet. Got any idea? :)
He Teach Me How to Use A Gun
HELLO
"...then he teach me how to use a gun."
"A 'gun' for a love confession? It's an old joke, dude."
"No, I mean, the real gun, with bullets."
"...wait, what??"
"Told you before."
***
It was my last month conversation with my pal.
I don't know exactly since when my dad has interest in air soft gun.
After a long long time I come back home, and there's a box with many kinds of guns. From Revolver until Sniper Rifle, from Electric Gun until Gas Powered Gun, equipped with tool box set, various BB gun, and air soft pellets.
Calm down. It's not illegal, he has the certificate and license from local police.
I just said, "Oh God...."
and he just said, "Let's Shoot!"
and then he taught me how to use a gun. Air soft gun.
Whenever I came back to my home, we shoot. The target can be anything, from pot, bottle, wall, etc.
We did it in the back garden, because no firing range in the city.
You'll find a lot of BB bullets there, and pot shards.
My mom's response is just whatever, also with little monster.
Kind of crazy if you shoot things in your back garden.
But, it's fun, absolutely. Release the stress.
Beside, i love the gunshot.
p.s. I just wonder, what's next Dad's new "hobby"
"...then he teach me how to use a gun."
"A 'gun' for a love confession? It's an old joke, dude."
"No, I mean, the real gun, with bullets."
"...wait, what??"
"Told you before."
***
It was my last month conversation with my pal.
I don't know exactly since when my dad has interest in air soft gun.
After a long long time I come back home, and there's a box with many kinds of guns. From Revolver until Sniper Rifle, from Electric Gun until Gas Powered Gun, equipped with tool box set, various BB gun, and air soft pellets.
Calm down. It's not illegal, he has the certificate and license from local police.
I just said, "Oh God...."
and he just said, "Let's Shoot!"
and then he taught me how to use a gun. Air soft gun.
Whenever I came back to my home, we shoot. The target can be anything, from pot, bottle, wall, etc.
We did it in the back garden, because no firing range in the city.
You'll find a lot of BB bullets there, and pot shards.
My mom's response is just whatever, also with little monster.
Kind of crazy if you shoot things in your back garden.
But, it's fun, absolutely. Release the stress.
Beside, i love the gunshot.
p.s. I just wonder, what's next Dad's new "hobby"
Dear Faker,
Faker was no longer able to continue, to run away, when she actually stay in this place.
Not moving, time is moving.
Overshadowed by a sense of fellow, human nature, symphaty.
Where should she run? Or should she shout to the world that the biggest faker is in here?
She lied to her self, she shatter her own happiness because she couldn't see that person crushed.
Faker, you just afraid.
You think that it will repeat the worst incidence of 3,5 years ago.
That person has friends who are your friends too. You're in one circle.
When you losing a circle of friends as the compensation for end it up with that person, speaking to tell the truth.
You lose it, you lose the world which you won't ever let it go, until now, and never come back as what it seems.
Being excluded from a circle, irritate sights, bad thoughts, painful words, all.
Since then, you're extremely afraid of losing friends.
Speaking the truth or losing friends, only that in your mind.
You avoids conflict because you know that every conflict starts, you can't wipe away those tears, you're officially weak. You're officially a faker.
Hey, faker.
When will you stop?
Not moving, time is moving.
Overshadowed by a sense of fellow, human nature, symphaty.
Where should she run? Or should she shout to the world that the biggest faker is in here?
She lied to her self, she shatter her own happiness because she couldn't see that person crushed.
Faker, you just afraid.
You think that it will repeat the worst incidence of 3,5 years ago.
That person has friends who are your friends too. You're in one circle.
When you losing a circle of friends as the compensation for end it up with that person, speaking to tell the truth.
You lose it, you lose the world which you won't ever let it go, until now, and never come back as what it seems.
Being excluded from a circle, irritate sights, bad thoughts, painful words, all.
Since then, you're extremely afraid of losing friends.
Speaking the truth or losing friends, only that in your mind.
You avoids conflict because you know that every conflict starts, you can't wipe away those tears, you're officially weak. You're officially a faker.
Hey, faker.
When will you stop?
Malcolm Gladwell's
HELLO
He loves books.
He has private library on his house. When he buy books, it must be at least five books. His favorite books is all kind of books, especially religion, medical, technology, biography, law, war, revolver, history, prognosis, Javanesse myth, world issue, fish, etc etc, all kind! His room and desk is full of books. He often confused to put off his books because no place left.
Dad is a person who always encourages me to read books more and more. A person who will be so happy and willing to waste money for books.
And here's some books bought by him on the Book Fair last Sunday, thanks Dad :)
Written by Malcolm Gladwell, 4 books of International Best Seller -they said.
The Tipping Point, Blink, Outliers, and What the Dog Saw.
I remember my conversation with Budi Pratomo that night, he loves Gladwell so much and he told me a lot about it within an hour until I finished my dinner and he wasn't. He recommended it, and kak Pepew too.
I heard that my Mom is getting interest with it. I'll prove it after finished read it later.
The Tipping Point (2000) |
Blink (2005) |
Outliers (2008) |
What the Dog Saw (2009) |
Maybe some of you've already read it?
Reading time, don't be bored!
p.s. Can you guess how much books in my house?
Sam Poo Kong Temple
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HELLO
Last Sunday morning I went with my family for morning jogging, we passed Sam Poo Kong Temple on our way. Sam Poo Kong temple (or known as Gedong Batu) is a Chinesse temple located in the Simongan, Semarang, Indonesia. It is a transit place of Admiral Cheng Ho/Zheng He, a Chinesse explorer who are Muslims. Maybe some of you already know about the movie of Cheng Ho.
Although I lived in Semarang for about 17 years but I never visited it, until yesterday. Yeah what a shame.
This temple is kind of beautiful places. So, here is some snapshots :
Right after main gate |
Main temple |
Sculpture warlords |
Sculpture warlords |
Sculpture warlords |
Worship Temple |
Admiral Cheng Ho/Zeng He |
Yes, it's a huge statue of Cheng Ho |
I have no idea how to read it |
Pond in front of worship temple |
South Gate |
Dragon & Lantern |
Main Gate |