the good looking boy

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we were watching a commercial break of an alkaline dry cell. the story was about a boy robot and a girl robot. they suddenly came alive after the dry cells were plugged in, then they ran out and play in the green fresh garden.
kami sedang nonton iklan batere alkalin. ceritanya ada robot cewek dan robot cowok yang tiba-tiba jadi manusia hidup setelah dipasang baterenya. mereka lalu lari berkejaran di kebun yang hijau segar

Ar said: the boy is not good looking
kata Ar: anak-laki-lakinya ngga ganteng


oh yes. you look even a lot better!
oh iya, kamu jauh lebih ganteng!

a little make up

a kept awake till over midnight working on Ibit's blog template.
it should not be that hard if only I was familiar with html, but I am not. I just stared at the characters and tried to understand them. I used to have some one some where to guide me editing my blog CSS via Yahoo Messenger or GTalk. but I was afraid that I would be bothering to ask for his help again.
aku melek sampai lewat tengah malam ngutak-atik blognya Ibit.
harusnya ngga sulit-sulit amat kalau aku paham html, masalahnya aku tidak. jadi aku pelototin aja semua karakter dan mencoba mengerti. dulu ada seseorang di jauh seberang yang membantuku mengedit CSS blogku via YM atau GTalk. tapi aku takut dianya keganggu kalau aku minta tolong lagi

*I'm still trying to figure out how my post body could slide a little to the right. I tried to put it back to center but still can not find how*
*aku masih mancari-cari kenapa post body-ku bisa nggeser ke kanan sedikit seperti itu. mau aku balikin ke tengah tapi belum ketemu juga gimana caranya*

so after at least two hours trying, I gave up with Ibit's blog. enough to just change the blog back ground image. I am so glad she likes it :D.
jadi setelah berjam-jam mencoba, aku menyerah. hasilnya cuma ngganti gambar background, untung Ibit suka :D


I think I still need to change some font colors, and make sure Ibitwill always copy-paste her writings from MS Word to blog on 'edit html' -- just to keep the font family and size in defaults...
kayanya masih harus ngganti warna huruf, dan memastikan Ibit selalu kopi paste tulisannya dari word ke blog di 'edit html'-- supaya bentuk dan ukuran hurufnya ngga berubah...

to walk on a single bamboo bridge...

untuk meniti jembatan bambu tunggal

you would need
kau butuh

coolness
rasa keren

casuality
santai

confidence
percaya diri

ignorance
cuek

and guts.
dan keberanian.

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like mother like daughter

I know it's late for a photo story Friday, but I do it anyway.
memang telat kalau mau disebut postingan hari jumat. tapi biar lah.

this week is ours. yes it is. Ibit had a short story she wrote published on her school magazine. and I have mine published on a local tabloid (yes that same tabloid again) Cempaka.
minggu ini adalah milik kami. cerpennya Ibit dimuat di majalah sekolah, dan punyaku dimuat di tabloid lokal Cempaka (ya.. tabloid yang itu lagi).

the best thing about this is surely for Ibit. she got some fee from school for the publishing of her story. not much but I know it meant a lot to her. me? fee is not that important. the most important thing for me is that my writing is read by people. sounds idealist I know...
hal terbaik dari pengalaman ini adalah buat Ibit. dia dapat honor dari sekolah. tidak banyak, tapi aku tahu sangat berarti. aku? honor ngga terlalu penting. yang penting tulisanku dibaca orang banyak. kedengarannya idealis memang...

I think I have to start thinking about sending my writings to other media. appearing in the same tabloid too often could be boring for the readers. and I believe Ibit needs to start sending hers to real magazines out there. bismillah.
kupikir aku harus mulai berpikir untuk mengirimkan tulisan-tulisanku ke media lain. muncul terus-terusan di media yang sama bisa jadi membosankan. dan aku yakin Ibit perlu mulai mengirimkan tulisannya ke majalah beneran. bismillah.




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in this very early day of 2010

on week 18 of my pregnancy

HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE
wish you the best thing to come


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PETALS (I hate you but I miss you)

sebuah catatan dari menghabiskan long weekend bersama 25-26 desember 2009. tidak ada yang lebih 'nikmat' dari kemesraan bersama keluarga...
a note from a family reunion, 25-26 december 2009. nothing more 'delicious' than being with our family...

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I've often wondered if there's ever been a perfect family / I've always longed for undividedness and sought stability
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And I miss you little sis and Little brother / And I hope you realize I'll always love you
And although you're struggling you will recover / And I miss you little sis and little brother
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But I miss you dandelion
And even love you

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Maunya jajal nyanyi sendiri, tapi cari chordnya setengah mati ngga ketemu, dan kalau berkeras nyari sendiri mungkin ga akan ketemu sampai mati. Jadi mendingan dengar langsung dari penyanyi aslinya… PETALS
I wanted to sing it by myself, but i was dying trying to find the chords. I might already be dead if I kept trying. So please enjoy the song from the very own singer.. PETALS



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Aku tidak akan malu mengakui bahwa kita lima bersaudara bukan anak-anak yang tidak pernah bertengkar. Tidak pernah terkontaminasi cemburu satu sama lain. Harmonis seratus persen tanpa masalah. Tapi aku yakin bukan berarti kita tidak saling mencinta dan mengasihi.
I will not be ashamed to confess that we are not siblings without fights. Nor never been contaminated with jealousy. I wouldn't say we are in a 100% harmony. But that doesn;t mean we do not love each other.

Hubungan persaudaraan terasa berbeda, ketika kita masih anak dan remaja, dengan kini ketika kita sudah punya anak dan remaja. Beberapa hal dulu terasa penting untuk diperdebatkan, dan kini terasa menggelikan. Kadang keberadaan saudara terasa menganggu tapi ternyata tanpa mereka ada yang hilang.
Relationships between siblings feels different, how it was when we were children and now as we have children. Long ago some things seemed so important to fight over, now we laugh at. Long ago some times we thought the existence of siblings some times bothering. Now without them we feel some thing's missing.

Berkumpul menjadi saat-saat yang dirindukan. Lalu ketika saat itu tiba, tidak perduli perbedaan pandangan yang seringkali membuat kita tidak rukun. Tidak peduli dengan anggapanmu bahwa aku keliru mendidik anakku. Tidak peduli bahwa kau tidak bisa menerima kegilaan tingkah lakuku. Tidak peduli bahwa kau kadang begitu kaku. Tidak peduli bahwa kau sering egois dan selalu menganggap dirimu sendiri yang benar. Tidak peduli bahwa kau tidak setuju dengan pola pikirku.
Being together become a moment we miss. Then when the time come, we wouldn't give a damn to any differences those made us missunderstand. I don't care if you think I don't educate my children right. I don't care if you can't understand my craziness. I don't care if you some times so stiff. I don't care if you always think you are always right. I don't care if you don't agree with my opinions.

Waktu kita cuma dua hari dan kita tidak akan menodainya dengan hal-hal tidak menyenangkan. Jadi aku akan ikut makan di restoran yang kau pilih, meskipun aku tidak suka menunya. Aku akan ikut pergi ke tempat yang kau pilih meskipun medannya menyiksa. Aku akan biarkan anak-anakmu membuat kekacauan di mobilku, meskipun setelah ini aku harus kerja setengah mati membersihkannya. Aku akan kubur egoku – hanya dua hari ini saja.
We only have couple days and we will not stain it with things not fun. So I will eat with you though I don't like the menus in the restaurant you chose. I will go to the place you want to go though it will kill me. I will let your children do mess up my car, though after this I will have to work hard cleaning it. I will bury my ego -- for these couple days.

Mari tertawa melihat tingkah anak kita yang polos.
Let us laugh to see our children.

Ibit and Shib (Train Museum - Ambarawa)

Iqbal and Inas walking on the net across the valley (Umbul Sidomukti)

Kuh and the crackers (in front of my house)

Mong, Muy, Ar, Ir, Nauf on the bamboo bridge (Umbul Sidomukti)

Mari tertawa melihat tingkah kita yang wagu.
Let us laugh to see us behaving silly.

a race on the net (Umbul Sidomukti)

let me go!

come dance with us (Train Museum - Ambarawa)

a Reog? (Gedong Songo Temple)

Mari gemas melihat yang masih belum terkontaminasi juga.
Let us be curious about those pure ones.

Lin is still uncontaminated (Train Museum - Ambarawa)

Dan biarkan waktu yang sebentar ini menjadi berharga, juga untuk Bapak Ibu kita yang telah berpuluh tahun berkorban untuk kita. Melihat bahwa jerih payah mereka tidak sia-sia.
And let this moment be precious, also for our parents who have spent years scarifying for us. Let them see they didn't do it for nothing.

the riders (Gedongsongo temple)

23 of us ( in my house)

for this weeks sundayscribblings prompt: delicious

from the launch of 'suicide' - my book.

Alhamdulillah, it was finally launched.
My first book, a collection of 13 short stories I've been writing in the last couple of years.

Alhamdulillah, akhirnya diluncurkan.
Buku pertamaku yang berisi 13 cerpen yang kutulis dalam dua tahun terakhir.



The event was held in Gedung Ki Narto Sabdo, Raden Saleh Cultural Park, Semarang.
Acaranya digelar di Gedung Ki Narto Sabdo, Taman Budaya Raden Saleh, Semarang.

I handed the books to my parents, a friend from Loenpia (a blogger community I joined) and a friend from government office, as a symbol of the launching of the book.
Aku menyerahkan buku kepada kedua orang tuaku, seorang teman dari komunitas Loenpia dan seorang teman dari Pemerintah Provinsi, sebagai simbol diluncurkannya bukuku.


We had two theatrical performances as responses to my stories 'Kondom' and 'Alarm 07.30'.
Ada dua penampilan teatrikal sebagai respon terhadap cerpenku yang berjudul 'Kondom' dan 'Alarm 07.30'




I also played piano and sang the song I wrote, with the same tittle as the book's, 'Suicide'
Aku juga bermain piano (asal-asalan) membawakan lagu yang kutulis sendiri, berjudul sama dengan judul bukunya, 'Suicide'



And a discussion about my book with Triyanto Triwikromo and Aulia A Muhammad, and Agunghima as the Moderator. They all are senior authors from Semarang. What an honor to have them in my event...
Dan sebuah diskusi bersana Triyanto Triwikromo dan Aulia A Muhammad, yang dipandu oleh Agunghima sebagai moderator. Ketiganya adalah penulis senior di Semarang. Sebuah kegormatan bagiku mereka berkenan hadir di acaraku...


I definitely thank everyone who has supported me during the process of building the book, and the launching. Hopefully this would be a start to my journey, as a new born author.
Aku berterima kasih kepada semua pihak yang telah membantuku dalam penyusunan buku, dan peluncurannya. Semoga ini bisa menjadi langkah awal bagi perjalananku, sebagai penulis baru.

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this post is for Photo Story Friday

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and also for this week's Tuesday Toot. I think this was a BIG TOOT :D