lady - kenny rogers, still - lionel richie, all at once - whitney houston are best listened at night inside a dark locked room. place the rain falls sound outside as a plus.


and now it seems that this is more likely MY blog instead of ours as most of the post are mine, mine, mine and nothing but mine.

a long time ago, in jakarta far far away...

some people are so damn stupid
and only bego people would apply the orang-kecil-orang-besar idea while slicing the problem.
and only fucking goblok people would die to defend the "orang kecil selalu benar dan boleh melakukan apa saja dan harus dimaklumi" idea.

you can try to resist
try to hide from my kiss
but you know but you know
that you can't fight the moonlight


deep in the dark
you'll surrender your heart
...


you'll-surrender-your-heart.... now that's cool!

i was back from lunch when a red card is waiting on my desk. an invitation from the past. funny that they spell my name wrong. funny that it doesn't hit anything inside here any more. funny that i feel that this kinda a stranger couple that i never meet before. how many times you open an invitation and read the name and notice that you are not familiar with even one of both name and wondering if you ever known the sender and then you are busy to remember where the hell if you ever met this people?


not a chance that i'll be there.

as you all might have been noticed, i am the single writer in this blog. well, the truth is out there, ups i mean, this site is maintained by two persons but it seems that i'm the only one who blog and blog and blog day by day. now it's not mean that i'm unhappy with it, but i believe however, if this site has two contributors and they update it frequently, it can be more colorful.


well i hope that that runs smooth as we've been waiting for so long since the age of diponegoro and it would get me mad if this time it fails. i know somebody is gonna be hurted.


and oh ladies, just curious, which one do you prefer: this or this or this? this one is not bad either. i think this one is nice as well as this one. and this one is quiet funky, though.

Which OS are You?


damn. i was hoping for MacOS!

say we have a server application. that's it - an application put on server and therefor can be accessed from any pc as long as you are connected to network.


but oh but, i find out that there are so many stupid-bego-bloon-goblok- users who think that they can only open that application from a certain pc just becoz they used to use that pc for so long.

dear you,
how are you? and what are you doing now? i've just finished my lunch and the friday-prayer. now i'm sitting back on my desk all alone in this room as the others are still having their lunch. you know, it is friday and the lunch time is a little bit longer than it used to be. to make the air a little bit crunchy i turn on the mp3, listen to glenn and ada band. actually i wanna hear that song, the song when you took me to a hot-closed-sweat night in stadium. despite the feel-like-burn-in-hell, that song reminds in my mind long than you expected. oh well, i guess i must satisfied by hummering it as you still haven't find it yet.


you know, it is funny sitting alone in this room with a half opened yellow pack cheese cracker beside me. hoping that you might call somehow. now it plays iwan fals, damn this guy doesn't lose his manly touch although he sings a love song. sometimes i love this silent. a perfect companion to think and dream.


oh well, it is almost 13:00 and i must get back to work. well, actually i do not have urgent things to do today. yes there are some but they can wait. i think a little research on exchange is enough for today. i'm just waiting for the 17:00 after all.

it is funny that i don't feel excited welcoming the independence day. it is just a day like normal day. the only benefit is it gave me an extra holiday. perhaps i don't care anymore about it as this fucking country never gets better and those fucking politicians are keeping busy about "what else we should do to fill in our pocket" while actually their pocket are already full.


perhaps, you may find it is interesting that i almost forget that august 17th is our ID. if only i didn't see flags all along the street, i wouldn't notice that this fucking bastard country is celebrating its birthday. and if the year 1945 is not the year where the WW II ended, i guarantee i will forget that the proclamation took place at that time. the only reason for remember 1945 as a great part of history is hiroshima and nagasaki.

i know you know that i know that you know.
should i explain it?

serba salah deh

me : bu..katanya kamis depan (mendadak) mau konsinyiring/rapat di bogor..Saya kebetulan akan ambil cuti, karena adek saya wisuda..
mrs.boss : iyah saya dengar begitu.. kamu acaranya hr apa?
me : hari kamis bu..
mrs.boss : ya udah, jumat langsung masuk khan?
me : wah.. kebetulan saya mo sekalian ngurus SIM, dan lain-lain bu.. (makanya tadinya gue mo ambil cuti 3 hr gitu lho buu.. pegimane siih..) *sambil menggerutu*
me : ya.. nanti pekerjaan saya selesaikan dan saya titipkan ke B (sbg bahan masukan diskusi)
mrs. boss: nanti saya yg atur. yang ngatur pekerjaan khan saya.. bukan kamu.
me : tidak.. maksud saya data bidang pendidikan yg saya kerjakan bu.. %@$^*&%% (dengan hati setengah dongkol n gak enak mendapat jawaban yg agak ketus)



duhh.. suseh deh.. ngomong ma ibu boss.
ceritanya gini, sedianya sejak awal gue udah rencana mo ambil cuti 3 hari buat minggu depan karna adek cewek gw yg paling bontot akan wisuda di graha sabha UGM tgl 19 nanti. nah berhubung itu hr kamis, makanya gw mo ambil cuti skalian *aturannya min, 3 hari* eh.. tp mendadak ada usulan dari boss untuk melaksanakan konsinyiring aka rapat/brainstorming slm 2 hari di bogor pada waktu yg bersamaan!! duh.. gimana ya? pasalnya gw udah merencanakan ini jauh-jauh hari. kasian juga khan adek gw wisuda cuman didampingi ama mama doang. well, 2 kakak yg lain khan di makassar dan gw pengen turut hadir untuk ikut membesarkan hatinya. tapi, setelah minta ijin ibu boss dan dengan jawaban dia yg mengiyakan namun terlihat agak berat gitu.. kok rasanya jadi gak enak yaa...

while he was sleeping..

aduh enakna baringan di rumah,
cuba ya itu warung blog dijaga n diposting,
masa kakak mulu yang posting :toeng:
mm.. acara gosip jam brapa ya?


received @10:57


duuh.. gini deh kalo si bulbul lagi atit.. kena diare lagi. tadi malem sms katanya dah 4 kali ke 'belakang'. eh taunya pagi ini dah sms lagi kalo lagi 'leyeh-leyeh' di rumah. hehehe. eniwei, get well soon ya dear..

the bonded zone project is our last hope for peace.
it failed.
during the president war it becomes something greater.
our last, best hope for victory


for you who is a B5 fans, you must be familiar with the sentences above. well, what we face right now is typically similar except we don't have the mighty white star fleet.

i found out that i'm quickly losing my temper when dealling with idiot user which always makes common mistake although he had been told before from time to time. seeing him working and complaining somehow it forces me to believe in darwin theory.


the one that always make me angry is that he always blame the system while actually it was his fault. i often yell to him, can't hold it for he keeps disturbing us for the same problem each time. it is hard to understand why is that the others had succesfully ran smooth while he is still left behind.