Everybody’s Somebody’s Fool

The tears I cry for you, could fill an ocean.
But you don’t care how many tears I cry.
And though you only lead me on and hurt me.
I couldn’t bring myself to say goodbye.

Cause everybody’s somebody’s fool.
Everybody’s somebody’s plaything.
And there are no exceptions to the rule.
Yes, everybody’s somebody’s fool.

I told myself it’s best that I forget you
Though I’m a fool at least I know the score
Yet darlin’ I’d be twice as blue without you
It hurts but I come runnin’ back for more

Cause everybody’s somebody’s fool.
Everybody’s somebody’s plaything.
And there are no exceptions to the rule.
Yes, everybody’s somebody’s fool.

Someday you’ll find someone you really care for.
And if her love should prove to be untrue.
You’ll know how much this heart of mine is breaking.
You’ll cry for her the way i’ve cried for you.

Yes, everybody’s somebody’s fool.
Everybody’s somebody’s plaything.
And there are no exceptions to the rule.
Yes, everybody’s somebody’s fool.

-connie francis-

Ibu dan anak lumba-lumba

*curhat dulu: udah lama banget gw gak buka wordpress… jadi ngampung pas buka home-nya. hahaha…

hari selasa, 18 agustus 2009 adalah hari pertama masuk kuliah di smester ganjil 2009/2010. kuliah pagi itu seharusnya jam 7 pagi yaitu kuliah ‘anatomi dan fisiologi’ atau yang lebih dikenal dengan nama anfis. tapi karna saya yang masih belum puas libur dan siklusnya masih tidur larut bangun telat akhirnya saya sampai kampus jam 8 pagi. untungnya… untungnya dosennya nggak datang. kalau dosennya datang saya masih ngantuk juga jadi kuliah pun malas.

setelah itu saya ketemu sama teman saya yang juga mengambil mata kuliah yang sama. ada yang namanya niko robel, taufik hilal, dan arya adi. karena kuliah saya selanjutnya jam11 dan nggak ada kerjaan juga, akhirnya kami makan di kantin yang dekat dengan gedung perkuliahan saya, namanya kantin bengkok. sambil makan ngobrol lah kami disana. hepi juga rasanya ketemu orang lagi setelah KP (kerja praktek) yang panjang.

awalnya kami ngalor ngidul ngobrolin KP dan perkuliahan dan TA. tapi entah kenapa tiba-tiba pembicaraannya makin lama makin bermutu. makin berat kalau kata anak muda zama sekarang. waktu itu tiba-tiba kami berbicara tentang nasib. hmm… berasa keren juga bisa membicarakan hal-hal seperti itu. jadi salah satu teman saya menganalogikan Tuhan dan manusia itu bagaikan ibu lumba-lumba dan anaknya yang nggak tahu apa-apa.

setiap ibu lumba-lumba pasti akan berenang mendampingi anaknya dan akan melindungi anaknya itu dengan segenap hati. tentu saja, jika suatu saat mereka akan menghadapi halangan misalnya batu karang sang ibu lumba-lumba akan menghali anaknya itu dari menabrak batu karang. anak lumba-lumba tersebut tentunya akan membentur badan sang ibu. mungkin sakit. tapi setidaknya ia akan selamat. begitu juga dengan jalan hidup kita. Tuhan pasti akan memilihkan jalan yang terbaik untuk kita. jikalau jalan tersebut menyakitkan itu tandanya Tuhan sedang melindungi kita dari suatu hal yang jauh lebih tidak baik. karena Tuhan maha penyayang, maha melindungi, dan Tuhan maha baik.

The Wolf and The Moon

A wolf saw a fair beautiful moon on one cloudy night
This wolf howled for her
This moon shone for him

This wolf saw this beautiful moon again on one clear night
This moon shone brighter. So bright as she danced her heart out
This wolf howled for her
This moon shone for him, but the stars around her distracted her.
They danced with her. She danced  with them
This wolf just kept howling, and howling, and howling
for her
Then this wolf realized; On a clear night he just doesn’t exist

This wolf still howls for the moon everynight
Wheter it’s cloudy. Whether it’s clear
The moon prefers to dance with the stars
What can this wolf do?
What can this wolf do but waits ’till the clouds fade the stars away.

*just something I did on one solid night when the world seems so silence like it isn’t rotating.

Hoppipolla

Hoppipolla… what the helll is that? well, at first I didn’t know it. But now I know!

what I knew of hoppipolla is that this song appeared as the closing soundtrack of my favourite movie Penelope. The sound is very catchy. I really like it. And then I search more about this Hoppipolla song and I know now that it is sang by an Icelandic band called Sigur Ros (means. Victory Rose), and Hoppipolla itself has a meaning as “Jumping into puddles”. It was released in November 28, 2005. In their album Takk… (means. Thanks).

In this post I can’t attached the youtube video link, because this video is not available in my country (Indonesia). hmm… too bad. If you wanna know the song maybe you should watched Penelope first. haha… or Slumdong Millionaire, or Children of Men. This song is used in those movies to and any other commercials and some sport shows. It turned out to be a very popular song. haha

The lyric is very nice and like most people would say, light-hearted. It’s actually very funny when they sing it with the Icelandic languange. It tells about free feelings. No worries and suchs. No video, but at least I can attach the lyric. hee…

Brosandi                                                       Smiling
Hendumst í hringi                                              Spinning round and round
Höldumst í hendur                                              Holding hands
Allur heimurinn óskýr                                          The whole world a blur
nema þú stendur                                                But you are standing

Rennblautur                                                    Soaked
Allur rennvotur                                                Completely drenched
Engin gúmmístígvél                                             No rubber boots
Hlaupandi inni í okkur                                         Running inside us
Vill springa út úr skel                                        Want to erupt from a shell

Vindurinn                                                      The Wind
og útilykt af hárinu þínu                                      An outdoor smell of your hair
Ég anda eins fast og ég get                                    I breathe as hard as I can
með nefinu mínu                                                with my nose

Hoppípolla                                                     Jump into puddles
Í engum stígvélum                                              With no boots on
Allur rennvotur(Rennblautur)                                   completely drenched(Soaked)
Í engum stígvélum                                              With no boots on

Og ég fæ blóðnasir                                             And I get a nosebleed
En ég stend alltaf upp                                         but I always stand up

Og ég fæ blóðnasir                                             And I get a nosebleed
En ég stend alltaf upp                                         but I always stand up

Movies that I watched lately…

yup… seminggu terakhir ini, untuk merayakan bebasnya gw dari UAS-UAS laknat itu, gw nonton DVD sepuas-puasnya. Semingguan ini udah ada beberapa judul sih gw tonton, tapi ada tiga judul yang menurut gw paling oke! Still can’t get those names out of my mind!

1. The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

Ini film lama banget. Emang ini film yang diproduksinya udah dari taun jebot, 1966, tahunnya emak gw lahir (bayangin aja, si Clint Eastwood masih ganteeng!) dan juga ini film durasi lama gilaaaa!! haha…

Gw nonton film ini berdasarkan rekomendasi dari tetangga a.k.a kostmate gw. kata beliau ini film wajib tonton lohh. ternyata emang film-nya bagus. hepi deh udah pernah nonton ini film. menurut gw film-nya lucu, walopun gw agak gak suka ya sama karakter yang licik-licik. But this movie made me laugh out loud. Must watch! Must watch!

Ceritanya tentang koboi-koboi jaman dulu. udah dibikinnya pas taun jebot, setting waktunya lebih jadul lagi, haha… ada tiga orang yang sama-sama mencari harta karun. yang satu namanya the good, yang pemeran utamanya. yang satunya namanya the bad, yang jahatnya. trus yang satunya lagi namanya the ugly, yahh… nonton sendiri deh kalo mau tau dia gimana. si karakter the ugly ini menurut gw karakter yang spice-up the movie.  

untuk lebih jelasnya bisa liat aja disini: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0060196/

2. Slumdog Millionaire

Huaa… waktu gw mau nonton ini, gak ada yang mau nemenin gw! hiks… gw ditinggal. 

Yahh… ini film baru yang lumayan fenomenal menurut gw. semua orang juga tahu kayaknya. i really like this movie. keren! tapi kok gw merasa film ini lebih ke love story antara si Jamal sama Latika yah? well, si Jamal ini kayak hampir sudah mengalami semua yang terburuk yah… tapi disela-sela keterpurukannya itu dia masih aja inget sama si Latika ini. actually, I don’t believe that a guy could ever love a girl this much. that’s bullshit. menurut gw… but, really enjoy this. A lot!!!

But, namanya juga film India yah… belom film india namanya kalo belom ada joget-joget asoy. hahaha…

 

3. He’s just not that into you

Sebuah film yang menurut gw surprising! surprisingly beautiful. dari judulnya gw pikir ini film kayak film-film biasa yang yahh… love movie, begitulah… tapi gw sangat suka sekali dengan film ini!It’s a girl movie. Girls should watch this. I mean it!

Film ini ceritanya banyak, kayak Love Actually gayanya… (Love Actually is also the movie that I like). tentang cinta. tentang bagaimana lo menterjemahkan sinyal dari lawan jenis lo. Does he like you or not? tapi namanya temen yah, kadang-kadang kalo temennya lagi gak jelas karena si lelaki ini gak nelpon atau gak ngehubungin balik paling nasehatnya yang menyesatkan: “he likes you, he just… blah… blah… blah” gak akan berani bilang, “just forget it, he’s just not that into you“

I like the Gigi’s story the most. Mungkin karena gw ngerasa si Gigi ini ceritanya mirip sama gw kecuali gw nggak dapet Gigi’s ending-nya. hahaha… just kidding. ada sih bagian yang sangat-sangat gw gak suka. but overall i fell in love with this movie! really hard!! hihi… watch it! watch it!!

Oleh-oleh tugas KesLing

Hari minggu yang lalu, saya dan teman saya, Time, mengerjakan sebuah video kesehatan lingkungan. Aspek yang kami ambil adalah sampah dan dampak negatifnya. Selama beberapa jam itu, kami mencari-cari video di Youtube tentang kerusakan lingkungan akibat sampah yang tidak tertanggulangi, misalnya banjir. Ada satu aspek yang ingin kami soroti, yaitu sampah pada lingkungan air atau sungai (di dunia kesehatan lingkungan kami menyebutnya hidrosfir).

Lalu kami mencari-cari video di Youtube dengan berbagai macam keyword, namun hasil yang keluar selalu ‘ngaco’. Keyword-keyword yang kami coba bermacam-macam mulai dari: “pencemaran sungai” hingga “sampah sungai ciliwung”. Percayalah, saat kami menggunakan keyword “sungai kotor” salah satu video yang muncul berjudul “Ngintipin cewek mandi di sungai” (??).

Akhirnya setelah menggunakan keyword “dirty river” kami menemukan video ini. Video ini tentang sungai Citarum. Beredar sekali berita tentang sungai Citarum ini, hingga manca negara mengatakan bahwa sungai ini merupakan sungai paling kotor di DUNIA! Ini ada di negera kita loh, bahkan dekat dengan tempat kita menuntut ilmu.  

kata-kata pembukanya: “It’s been called the most polluted river in the world, Indonesia’s Citarum. In 20 years it’ll become the dumping ground of untreated waste from some 2000 factories and domestic refuge from 9 million people. That’s 2000 meter cubiuc of trash everyday just from homes.“ 

Teman-teman, ini di Jawa Barat loh…

About Narcisus

Sebenernya sih judulnya PLOROGUE dari salah satu buku tipis, compact, dan baguss menurut gw yang akhir-akhir ini baru gw baca. Judulnya THE ALCHEMIST by PAULO COELHO. Udah lama banget pengen baca ini buku, tapi hanyalah jadi wacana. Eh, malah pas lagi heboh ujian sempetnya… Heumpfh… 

Entah kenapa menurut gw, prologue ini menarik. Silahkan menikmati:

The Alchemist picked up a book that someone in the caravan had brought. Leafing through the pages, he found a story about Narcissus.

The alchemist knew the legend about the Narcissus, a youth who knelt daily beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty. He was so fascinated by himself that, one morning, he fell into the lake and drowned. At the spot where he fell, a flower was born, which was called the narcissus

But this was not the author of the book ended the story.

He said that when Narcissus died, the goddesses of the forest appeared and found the lake, which had been fresh water, transformed into a lake of salty tears.

“Why do you weep?” the goddesses asked.

“I weep for Narcissus,” the lake replied.

“Ah, it is no surprise that you weep for Narcissus,” they said, “for though we always pursued him in the forest, you alone can contemplate his own beauty close at hand.”

“But… was Narcissus beautiful?” the lake asked.

“Who better than you to know that?” the goddesses said in wonder. “After all, it was at your banks he knelt each day to contemplate himself!”

The lake was silent for sometimes. Finally, it said:

“I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt besides my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected.”

“What a lovely story,” the alchemist thought.

Happy Birthday, Mom

I wrote this on a day before my mother’s birthday.

Happy 43rd birthday, Mom. Wow, what a number. What an age! Hihi… And what a date! Your birthday is in the middle of the chaotic end of semester, which means final exams a.k.a UAS…

How time flies. It’s seems like yesterday, when we celebrated your 32nd birthday, in the times of May tragedy. And now, 11 years apart from that. Wow.

It’s been almost 20 years since I first saw you, Mother. When I breathed my first breath in this earth. But, maybe around 17 years since I really realize your existence (I guess my first memory was when I was 3 years old). It’s not a short time, right?We’ve been through a lot. We got along in happiness but sometimes we just didn’t understand each other. So many things, Mom. 

But, after so many years, I barely know you. I don’t know what is your favorite color, your favorite things, I don’t even know what your real hobby is. Hihi… What a lousy daughter I am. But, I know that we have so little in common, you eat so little, you have a very bad taste for shoes, and you really good at direction, the thing that I’m very terrible at. And one thing that I know the most is that you love me, you love us. You work a lot, for us. To give us a much better living. To make sure that we, all your children, are educated and safe. You put us before you. There will never be enough thanks for you. 

I never say this to you, Mother. But, I’m sure you that you know.

I love you, Mother. — Aku sayang Ibu sekaliiiii…. muach! :*

I wanna be a writer

I wanna be a writer! 

Yea, that’s what I’m going to post this time. I always want to write since I was a little kid. I wrote in a notebook *literally a book, not the electronic one*. I wrote about everything that I could think of. Mostly, about houses, and a family who live in it *fiction*. 

For me, writing is not just to write something. What you write has to sound like you. It’s about to actualized yourself. For the other reason, I just like the structure of phrases, the combination of words, the rhyme, and how it sounds. But mostly, I like rhyme the most. That’s the beautiful part. What you are trying to say will be more acceptable when you ’say’ it with a little touch of art. 

I saw my friend’s blog, then I was impressed by the content. She’s so poetic. Her words are sweet and well-ordered. It was really nice to read hers. I want to be able to write like that. To write like river, flowing… makes you feel like you are talking to her while you read her writing. I want to write something that represents me. So, whenever people read my writing, they feel like I’m talking to them. 

I used to write something meaningless. Like poems. But it was when i was younger. I don’t write that much these days. At least that kind of writing. I just write. Flowing, but boring. My writing became to chronological, like reports. That’s boring, even though my writing wasn’t that rhythmical I just felt they were better than my today writings.

Hmm… enough of that. The thing is, in my so-called holiday, I will try to write again. Hope it will improve my skill. Hihi…

Out of Grip

I made this post to carry my mind explosion and just to say whatever goes on in my head but in the end I try to encourage myself. haha… this post may contain something dramatized (as in lebay), so whenever you find it a little annoying just take it, okay. 

 

These lasts days have been – I wouldn’t say that as a chaos – a little out of my grip. Everything seems to stand against me, although that’s not really everything, but it seems like everything to me. The things (one) that suppose to bring smiles gave me tears. The things that suppose to comfort me exhaust me. The faith that I have kept betrays me. I don’t know why all that things happened. Maybe, it’s just me who was being so naive. It’s just me who didn’t see things clearly. I don’t know. Maybe. Maybe. 

I thought this time, I will have so many good things going on. But, no. They didn’t show that way. Instead, I felt I have been left behind. I’m alone on the back sit and everyone has left. Maybe, they didn’t left me, but it’ just me who stayed.

I’m confused. So busy with myself. So busy with what spinning inside me. Everything else neglected. I didn’t mean it, really. 

I realize that, I have been keeping a distance from my life and from people around me. I didn’t realize that the world spins every single day, bringing new wave in every blink of an eye. Sometimes  a good wave, sometimes a terrible one. And it keeps on spinning no matter what. 

The point is, I have been living in my own shell of sadness and clustered myself with what goes on outside it. I abandoned a very precious things in my life. I have abandoned my friends (and their trust). When I realize, they were really there when I need them. They were there. Even though I’m not always there. 

Now in my eyes, bad things happen for a reason. It is meant to make you realize how lucky you are, how you surrounded by life. Embrace it. Embrace the tears that have fallen. Embrace the heart that have broken. Embrace it. Embrace…

I’m trying to hang on here. Believe me I am…