Anak Jumat

//April 22, 2010//

I’ve just realized a blue wire just being sew to my mouth a week ago. Hopefully, my responsible doctor will released it by tomorrow. And though it doesn’t have any relation, the newest chapter of Shonen Jump is being released! It is finally One Piece, Bleach, and Naruto time! Remembering the old gang called ‘Anak Jumat (Friday People)’. Oh by the way, it is the gang which consists some desperate people looking for the latest chapter of Shonen Jump on a certain website (yeah, it is OneManga &MangaStream).

It is me, Hafidh and several others like Dinoy, Aul, Ai and Panji – which we already scattered nowhere. We’re doing our own path. Though I realized it is me who’s doing it. The term ‘Anak Jumat’ was changed during the latest time released of the newest chapter of our favorite, Eiichiro Oda’s One Piece. So instead of calling it Jumat, we called it ‘Anak Kamis (Thursday People)’ to stay updated. It’s kinda funny, and we had our best laugh there. Because who’s really dumb enough to create such a gang with such a dumb name anyway? Oh, we should really booked our own photo studio session at Jonas someday! Same old, same old. Will be missing the laugh though :D

Happy Anniversary!

//April 21, 2010//

When people usually said, “Happy Anniversary!”, “Happy 19th!”, “Happy (insert your anniversary day), dear (insert the name of your significant other)!” they usually count up the days they already went by together. But what we do every months, is an obvious counts down for how many days we have left together.

Happy anniversaries for all of you people :D

 

Orchid 9

//April 20, 2010//

Now here at my post-surgery syndrome, I’m getting one thing to be exact. They DO know me. When people surely talks loudly to the worlds about “You don’t really know everything about me”. I said, “Think it again”. There are a certain people who know you before you even exist. And when you say inspiration comes from a certain girlfriend/boyfriend things, maybe you’re referring to a certain Dad or Sister. You’re just too lonely and too proud of yourself to admit such things. Yes, I DO want to be here. Longer.

 

Curiouser, Curiouser

//April 15, 2010//

It’s been late, or early in the morning. Oh, I don’t even give a damn. I’ve been working on my Horticulture Lighting paper and I started to wonder how this is all even begun. Back then, I was buying my first Indonesian edition of National Geographic. The main feature was about World Cup 2006, of course. The SMPB fighter was actually fighting their own night shift and struggling with numbers and words. Trying to pass their limit, believing to what so ever called, future. And there I was, reading the so called article about Nano Technology. Those small little things (years later, I found out it is a real too small to be seen or touch). That’s why people called it Nano. Yes, it is quite small, realizing the fact you got the unit number smaller than 10 -9. Then those small things on my brain just called the small senses I always had. Oh dear, curiosity. Why do you always came first after knowing something new?

They brought me here, a 4th year undergraduate student with an abstract final project trying to portray music into brainwaves. Made what’s subjective becomes objective. It is quite interesting, and fun (oh, I finally admit it). I don’t dream becoming engineer. I dream becoming the General Secretary of United Nation or UNESCO, a dim-sum restaurant owner or a filmmaker, having a job in PIXAR or writing a children stories. I don’t dream becoming an engineer. I’m just a pure curiouser trying to know what happen under the magic of the universe. Why does water freezes into ice, how to make winds an alternate energy, how to measure comfort into numbers, I did all of those and I’m just pure happy. Just knowing this is an exact fun and knowing it does help people. It is just a pleasure more or less. My lecturer once said, “Microwave can heat food, refrigerator can freeze things, television can broadcast news, and it is all Engineering Physics.”

PS: It is naïve when I say I don’t think about future jobs, or salary, or things. Because obviously, I don’t. I really don’t. You came at me and ask me, after graduate, where do I want to apply a job? I seriously fucking don’t know. Because obviously, I don’t really want any job or salary. Okay, maybe I want a job, a real project which can keep me busy and interested. About salary, I’m not really sure. Am I being a hypocrite or not, I just don’t really know. People need money, of course. But why does it always so important?

My mom said I have to care. And yes, I have to. It’s not even a choice from the start.