I’ve wrote notes in my FB couple times, but I couldn’t find it after I reactivated my account.
just today, I found those notes again (when i try to open “notes” section from my phone).
I want to share the notes here.. one by one.
Starting with this one, enjoy it..
like it or not, I’m happy i ever write this kind of note..
around 2008 if I’m not mistaken.
in order to cheer my self when i was stressed out by the thesis..
🙂
kalau ngomongin indonesia menangis emang selalu bikin miris hati bukan lagi hanya teriris tapi udah kayak dicincang tipistipis,,
padahal mangga Indonesia adalah yang termanis kenapa masih lebih suka makan anggur yang impor abis?? padahal hutan Indonesia kaya pohon bermacam jenis kenapa malah ditebang ampe habis??
bukannya saya apatis tapi orang Indonesia emang kebanyakan suka mistis walau banyak juga yang agamis tetap juga kali-kali berbau amis
Indonesia punya senjata keris baju batik bermotif garisgaris juga punya anakanak yang lucu dan manis tapi budaya kita banyak yang gak ditulis sekarang jadi isu yang bikin miris
tapi kita tidak boleh hanya menangis kita harus kritis dan berjuang hingga tenaga habis mempertahankan pertiwi yang sedang krisis
agar mangga yang manis warisan leluhur yang mistis atau lingkungan yang agamis berbagai jenis keris batik dan kain lain beragam jenis bisa masuk dalam list list budaya kita yang panjangnya berbarisbaris
mari kita berjuang hingga nafas kita habis agar anakanak yang manis tidak lagi menangis tapi bisa belajar bahasa Inggris atau membabat medali olimpiade sampai abis
dan pertiwi kita bertahan sampai dunia jadi debu yang tipis,,
Idul Adha is already passed and the vibe of that sacred moment is also gone, but I still want to post my pics from that Eid Day.
I celebrate the Day with my Cousin, we went to The Mesjid in front of our house to done Shalat Eid and then we headed home to enjoy dishes cooked by my cousin the day before… After done all the delicious dishes, we planned to see the Qurban, but being so sure that we’ll hear the announcement if they begin the Qurban ceremony (due to the very close distance from Mesjid to our House), turned out that we missed it. They didn’t use the mic! lol *very foolish of us*
Here are some pics from that Big Days.. enjoy!
Agar-Agar with Marie Roti + Dragon fruit as the garnishGranita Coke a la Chef Dodythe Grilled Chicken as the main Dishi am the PIC for arranging the table.. lolinstagram-ed
11 November 2011 or 11-11-11. That is the most awaited date in the world, or at least in Indonesia, where many people held their wedding ceremony or done the birth surgery, or other special occasion, but not for me, i’m not a fan of that kind of worship. I never planned to done something special that day, but occasionally, Allah had planned something for me. I will never forget what was happening that day… or at least not to forget it in the near future, maybe i would forget about it sometime in the far future, who knows?
In that day, Friday to be exact, i got to go through my Unplanned Journey. Yeah.. my father is hospitalized, in ICU.. who want to spend a day with her father facing the death threat? not me…
Thank God… He is all better now, not in fully recovery condition yet, but fresh enough to force himself back to his office no matter how hard we forbid him. And I am too, back to my routine, to my office, facing the sophisticated J-Town.
My father’s condition is all my concern now,, He’s happiness is all that matter for me now..
I would like to thank all my friend that help me through this nightmare, i am very lucky to have you all.. me and my family thank you all.. please keep praying for my father health, i pray for yours too…
Here I come to this city, back to the city where I left my bitter sweet memories, return to the city, return to my home.
Too many changes so I can’t even notice it… or is it me that is too numb to notice?
i do want to go home, but not like this… it is not how I imagine my “balek kampung”. In my mind, I will be picked up by my father in the airport, not met him up in the ICU with all those pipes… In my mind, I will be hang around the city with him, eating durian, play tennis, not faking happy face to hide my tears when I see him laying down with pale face..
Last friday, we went to Kemang.. yes, Kemang again..
This time we went to dine in Casa but due to the waiting list, we were window shopping first in Aksara and I just Love Aksara!
There was a feeling of “syahdu” *ceilah* that Aksara lit up in my heart.. i love the vibrant of this bookstore. i love how they arrange and decorate the books and all the unique things they sell there… Unfortunately I can’t take the photos there.. 😦
finally, we get the seat in Casa..
I ordered Spaghetti Aglio Olio again, but this time it is followed by the peperocino and it was soooooo spicy! but still soo tasty.. hihihii
Mr.J ordered Salmon Teriyaki + Rice (biasa, tipikal orang indonesia, kalo makan harus pake nasiii,, hihihi peace!)
let the pics tell more…
The Drinks: my Hot Chocolate, Mr.J's Lime Squash + Mineral waterSpaghetti Aglio Olie e PeperocinoSalmon Teriyaki + Ricei love the candle..romantic dinner
I feel an urge to write this confessions, about my blogging activity..
#1 i’ve been blogging since January, 2007
#2 I love poetry that’s why i write poem more in this blog
#3 I’m not so confidence to write “facts” or anything “i’ve done”, but i’m working on it now..couple of my last posts were about my life
#4 I’m not comfortable to join blogger community because i have problems in meeting or greeting or be nice with someone new, i could only tell or say Hi via texts, not face to face.. poor me… but once again, i’m working on it, i’ve joined the “Blogger Bertuah” (Pekanbaru Blogger Community) recently and hopefully I could force myself to be part of them real soon.
#5 I often lose my mood when I’m writing and left my post half done, let it sleep at the draft folder for days before i finally execute it (whether finish it, or send it to the trash bin..well..based on my modd) oh..i’m sooo moody… help me?
Yes! another weekend to spend with him, my lovely Mr.J …
Wedding??
nope, not my wedding, at least, not yet.
last Saturday, I went to a wedding in Cibubur and it was a tiring journey, due to the saturday afternoon traffic jam in Jakarta, worst!
It was a wedding of Mr.J’s friend which was held in Wiladatika, Cibubur. The building name is Pandan Sari. It is quite beautiful, with high ceiling, white and has terrace for the guest reception. The size of the building is medium for around 500 guests or less.
.grabbed it from here, not exactly from the wedding we came.
How about the decoration? hm.. i couldn’t tell you whether there was good or bad decoration since we arrived there around 01.20 pm while the invitation wrote that the ceremony is only from 11.00 am to 01.00 pm, so at the time we finally arrived there, the decoration was a messed! *people were redecorating it for the next wedding ceremony*. argh.. that is why I don’t want to hold my wedding here in Jakarta, or at least, if I had to hold it here, I want it to be an evening ceremony.. *pray-pray-pray so hard* 🙂
The dishes? Although the room were under redecorating, they left some dishes for late-guests like us, but I totally had lost my appetite because of this messy things. I only try the salad and it was a masterpiece! *oke, ini lebay* *but really, it was so delicious!* and after Mr. J finished chit-chat with his friends and took a pose with the newly wed couple, we were heading directly to the Mosque, Mr. J hadn’t pray yet.
Done the Shalat Dzuhur, I suddenly feel so hungry and i’ve been craving for Spaghetti Aglio e Olio since i’ve tried that dishes in Aston Rasuna when my father visited me last month. We finally choose to go to Pizza Marzano Kemang for the afternoon snack *yes, pizza and pasta is Snacks!* 😀 and thanks to The Traffic Jam + wrong route decision by Mr.J, we arrived at Kemang around 4 pm! i was really hungry at that time, I felt like I could eat Mr.J for taking the wrong way! grrhhh.. *but I still love you a’… hihihiii
at Pizza Marzano, I ordered Spaghetti and Dough ball as side dishes *because i am so HUNGRY*, Mr. J ordered Pizza . When the food finally came, we finished those delicious foods right away so that I forgot to take the pictures. I love the Spaghetti, it was flooded by the Olive oil and taste so delicious but the pizza was not thin enough for me that i don’t like it so much, the dishes of the day was the dough ball with the garlic sauce. The sauce was rocking my tummy! 🙂
.our empty plates.. yummiy!.
Driving through all the traffic made Mr.J wanted to relax a while and he wanted to go creambath and I was dying to buy some new books, so after finished all the dishes, we went to PIM (i don’t exactly remember why we chose to go to PIM :D). PIM turned out to be the wrong destination again because there was a nite sale at that night in PIM and you can imagine how bad the traffic was (we need about 30 minutes just to park the car!) and the mall was SO CROWDED that gave me dizzy… having lost our intention to done anything there, we decided to go back home and called it a day.
Do you think that our journey to my house was an easy adventure? nope, hm.. honestly, I don’t know, I could only remember that Mr.J complaining about Traffic jam around Ragunan or somewhere else which is usually not a crowded street, was packed with cars at that night. I was falling asleep all the way home… poor Mr.J who struggle alone through the streets. *i do really love you! :p
In Sunday, we actually had decided to just chilling out at home, relax and just take a rest. I’ve spent my morning eating mangos, oranges, and any fruits left that I could eat *due to my laziness to cook and in the name of diet*, watching Star World and working with my uphile. Around noon, Mr.J called me and reminded me that we have one disdus voucher for gold facial treatment in Wonder Skin Tebet, he asked whether i wanted to go there or not, since i have nothing to eat for lunch, i agreed to go there. He made the reservation and he told by the receptionist there that there were no need to make a reservation, we just need to go there and they are closed in 5 pm. Mr.J picked me at 2 pm and we arrived there around 3 and thank you for the miscommunication between Mr.J and the receptionist, we couldn’t done the treatment that day (They need 2 hrs for the treatment and they are not accepting customer after 3 because they afraid there will not enough time and they full, they thought that when Mr.J called them, we’ll go there straightaway).
Rescheduling and reserving the treatment for next Saturday morning, we hurried toward Radjaketjil for very late lunch.
Radjaketjil is a restaurant I knew from Twitter and so curious to taste the food, turns out to be a VERY DELICIOUS foods! we ordered Hainan Rice for two, Cameo putri baik hati, Seafood Soup, black pepper beef and Fried Cassava for side dishes. I LOVE IT! I just love it. I highly recommended this restaurant for you all, especially the “Singkong goreng”, so crunchy and hm.. i just so in love with cassava.. 😀 Mr. J has Red bean Ice as the drink and I drank Terong Belanda Juice.
Every food tasted so good and the drinks completed the wonderful dishes. Radjaketjil also comforted us by their cozy environment + the rain poured outside. It was the perfect closing for my weekend. Thanks to Mr.J, you completed my life again.. 🙂
Sudah 83 tahun yang lalu Kongres Pemuda menetapkan Sumpah Pemuda, walaupun tidak ada naskah otentik sumpah pemuda (ref: disini), tetapi berhasil menyuntikkan semangat bagi para pemuda Indonesia untuk mempelopori kemajuan Bangsa.
Kini, setelah 83 tahun kongres tersebut berakhir, apakah sumpah tersebut masih tertanam di hati para pemuda Indonesia?
Kini, setelah Umur sumpah pemuda yang tak lagi muda, akankah maknanya juga memuai, laksana memuainya kharisma manusia di usia yang sama?
Indonesia kini sudah mengenal banyak bahasa di dalam keseharian warganya, semoga saja Bahasa Indonesia tak lantas kehilangan wibawanya..
Indonesia memang Tanah Air Beta, semoga tak hanya bagi Beta, tapi juga bagi aing, kulo, aye, aku, lon, ahu, aden, kito, awak, tiang, icang, titiang, unda, kita dan saya
Indonesia adalah sebuah bangsa, yang terdiri dari banyak suku bangsa, semoga tetap begitu adanya, tanpa kita saling menghina dan kedaulatan bangsa tetap terjaga.
