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25.8.13

100 Things to do Before I Turn 25.

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100 Things to do Before I Turn 25.

  1. Write a novel (seriously!).
  2. Umrah.
  3. Cook an apple pie. (the result is TOO SWEET, it tooks 3 days to eat the whole thing. Haha)
  4. Cook green tea cupcake.
  5. Have a (real) CAT! :D. (I have Momo. She is my little sweet princess :3)
  6. Going to concert. (My office anniversarry concert. A lot of artist perfoms there including NE-YO! Does it count? Yes it does!)
  7. Have 95+ score of 3 Demi Lovato’s songs when karaoke.
  8. Travel to BALI! (haha :p). (DONE!)
  9. Travel to Japan. (you can read the stories here)
  10. Travel to Prague.
  11. Visit Kota Tua. (Reporting and meeting point before my trip to Pulau Seribu)
  12. Visit Affandi Gallery Art. (done at my birthday!)
  13. Learn HTML and CSS code.
  14. Get a Master Scholarship.
  15. Have a pallete of make up (:p). (I love make up and I have essentials basic things for daily and PTC apply, which is nice, and which is good for me :p)
  16. Toefl score min 550.
  17. Run every morning every day for a month!.
  18. Learn Japanese.
  19. Read all of Pram's Books.
  20. Have a little library.
  21. Get a JOB. (DONE! News Reporter at NET TV. Insya Allah for 2 years, or more. Amin :) )
  22. Explore INDONESIA. (Palembang, Bangka, Jakarta, Sukabumi, Bandung, Yogyakarta, Blora, Malang, Surabaya, Makassar, Tana Toraja, Samosir, Lombok... more way to go, Diaz!!)
  23. Swim more often. Tiap ke Sukabumi biasanya renang :3
  24. Have an instagram photo album.
  25. Manage my craft blog and online shop.
  26. Publish a lot short story in magazine.
  27. Complete one-full TTS (crosswords) in Kompas Minggu.
  28. Plant some herbs.
  29. Comeback to postcrossing.
  30. Have a sew machine.
  31. Lost weight (HAHAHA).
  32. Celebrate blog's birthday (oct 31).
  33. Have 500 blog followers.
  34. Eat spicy food. (now i CAN'T eat if my meals not spicy enough *nomnom*)
  35. Cover all me and my dad's books.
  36. Buy a beautiful heels.
  37. Buy a beautiful wedges.
  38. Have internet banking card. (Finally!)
  39. Buy white/silver eyeliner. (It's Sil** Gi** product, sorry to say but i don't really like it. so noted to me to NEVER bougt anything by that brand again :p)
  40. Travel to Kawah Putih.
  41. Learn Diving.
  42. Have 1 or more underwater picture. (As "work-thing", i went to LOMBOK for a week. BEAUTIFUL island, especially in Gili Trawangan. I'll going back there for sure ;D)
  43. Patient.
  44. Get some of my digital photos printed.
  45. Yoga.
  46. Back pain recovered. (I'm a "journalist", my job is out there. So bye-bye sitting-in-front-of-computer-for-ten-hours-per-days-job-that-caused-me-backpain! HAHAHAHA *although in weekend i usually spend my time in front of computer.*)
  47. Do something crazy with my hair. (DONE! Now, my hair color is GREEN! HAHA.. Next, maybe PINK would be great, altough i wear hijab, that means no one see my hair, but i did it because of me, not anyone else. :p )
  48. Wash kerudung twice a week.
  49. Buy skirt that suits me. (I wore it when meeting D's family)
  50. Eat red rice regullary. (Tiap lagi di Sukabumi pasti makannya nasi merah :') )
  51. Upload 20 songs to soundcloud. (Diganti ke smulee deh ya, udah lebih dari 20! :D)
  52. Learn guitar. (I bought my guitarlele right before my 24 bday and still practice it everyday :D)
  53. Learn archery. (It's really FUN!)
  54. Pilates.
  55. Cook some Indonesian food.
  56. Swimming without glasses.
  57. Bikin PO BOX
  58. Masuk TV (as my job on NET's news reporter, it required me to on cam (ptc) sometime. HAHA ;P)
  59. Masuk Majalah
  60. Buy domain for blog. (Done. You can see on my blog address)
  61. Manage blog seriously
  62. Write blog at least 5 times a week
  63. Eat healthy food reguraly
  64. Explore JAVA



14.8.13

Sepatu #FF2in1 (2)

Ucok berdiri dibawah tiang bendera. Matahari bersinar terik diatas kepala anak sepuluh tahun itu hingga bayang-bayangnya tak nampak karena dimakan telapak kakinya sendiri. Kaki, huh. Ucok menatap ke bawah. Tangan kanannya masih dimirigkan 45derajat sementara matanya memandang kakinya lekat-lekat. Sepatu putih. Karena sepasang alas kaki inilah dirinya dihukum berdiri sambil hormat dibawah tiang bendera.

Ini hari senin, semua murid wajib memakai sepatu warna hitam untuk upacara.

Ucapan Pak Kepala Sekolah masih terngiang-ngiang di benaknya. Ucok kesal. Toh bukan kemauannya jika sepatu warna hitam, satu-satunya yang ia miliki malah mengibarkan bendera putih tanda halusinasi yang berarti minta ampun untuk tidak dipakai lagi. Solnya megap-megap kehabisan lem, bagian depannya jebol karena dipaksa mengikuti panjang kaki Ucok yang terus bertambah, warna sepatu itu pun bahkan bukan hitam: hitam kekuningan, luntur karena sering dipakai.

Ini adalah bukti, simbol Negara kita, Indonesia. Hasil jerih payah para pahlawan yang rela mengorbankan harta nyawanya demi kemerdekaan Indonesia. Merah berani! Putih suci!

Ucapan guru Sejarah pun masih terngiang di benak Ucok. Ucok mencoba berlapang dada. Pahlawan mengorbankan segalanya untuk mengibarkan bendera ini. Ia tidak boleh mengeluh hanya karena berdiri satu jam ditengah teriknya matahari hanya karena warna sepatu.

Ucok masih terus berdiri memakai sepatu putih.




Untuk semua yang selalu membenci upacara. Kenapa?

Koin #FF2in1 (1)

Ini keping terakhir, sisa dari bekalku yang tak seberapa. Menetes peluh demi mendengar suara merdumu, nona, aku rela.

Di ujung gagang ini kuhela napas penuh deru. Habis berlari menghindar dari letusan timah panas yang diserangkan segerombolan orang berseragam yang tak berprikemanusiaan. Menganggap aku, dan sekawanan gerombolanku bagai sekumpulan hewan ternak tak berakal yang siap menemui ajalnya di ujung timah panas itu.

Satu nada masih berdering, menggantung dalam satu oktaf putus-putus. Kau masih juga belum mengangkat teleponku. Sedang apa kau, Nona?

Kotak 1x1meter ini menyelamatkanku. Untuk sementara. Di luar masih riuh redam: orang-orang bergejolak, berteriak bersahut-sahutan menyambut perubahan yang akan datang.  Aku salah satu diantaranya, Nona. Aku.

Nada satu oktaf itu terputus. Tarikan napasmu di ujung sana merangsang pikiranku untuk segera menemuimu. Segera, Nona. Segera.

“Halo?”

“Nina?”

“Ya? Ini.. Mas Budi?” nadamu sedikit cemas.

“Ya. Catat ini. Tahun 1998. Tahun perubahan.”

Dan aku bisa mendengar kau terisak diujung sana.

Besok aku pulang.

2.8.13

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You guys don't get it, okay? None of you do. My dad was my hero. And he was my teacher. And he was my best friend. He always came through for me, and now he's just gone. And what am I left with?
(Plays static message and yells at the sky)
Thanks a lot God, thank you. You took my father. The greatest man that I have ever known, and you whipped him off this Earth, way too young. And he'll never get to meet our kids, Lily. But we've got this voice mail. Thank you so much for the voice mail, it's a great comfort. Because whenever I'm starting to feel lonely, or sad, or maybe a little bit cheated, at least I've got the sound of his pocket to console me. How is this fair? You've got an entire human life, and it just ends for no reason. And what are we left with?

(Marshall- HIMYM S6E14)