Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Today today today.
Hmmm. I got text message I hafta give whole bills to Jakarta on Thursday. I’m going by bus so I think I cannot capture those lovely street lights.
How I love highways view!!!
I dunno but somehow it calms me. It burns my rage and cool down my temper. Those green trees and blue sky and lamps!!
I cannot wait. But heck, bus.
Monday, August 24, 2009
This is one of my wishlist.
But wondershoe.com for flat shoes junkie online store is not yet open :(
I have white leather bag and I think it's cool to have another suede ankle boots. But then I think it's not cool to have a stain or bloody sauce splashed on your new boots or worse: mud stained! (poor gray ankle boots)
Jadi saya memilih untuk beli flatshoes. Tapi kapan ya buka-nya wahai wondershoe.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Sebenernya dia mempermainkan pelanggan atau apa, sih? I just top-up my voucher yesterday and this sucks, dood. Load page error everytime. And wanna know what? I cannot upload my photos!
Damn. I don’t haf any option but wait, rite? I don’t think complain works, I don’t think that shitty costumer service will gimme enough satisfaction by listening to my ego. Daaarrrnnnnn.
Tapi bodohnya juga.
I don’t wanna change, don’t wanna buy new chip card like flash or whatever. Argh.
I wish fastnet is here.
I’m longing for you, dearest (hopefully) fastnet.
I really wanna record some new songs very soon.
Let's just hope I have more free time later so I can concentrate on record several new materials.
Don't haf much to share with you recently.
I hafta save more money since my wishlist is getting longer and it means DISASTRER.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Foto di atas itu adalah foto dandanan si Dita pas acara Fourteen and Friends yang diadakan di distro Fourteen yang menjual barang Unkl sama Indikator. Murah deh pokoknya! Ada jaket lucu parasut gitu yang anti angina harganya Cuma 45k IDR. Parah kannn???
Hmm, terus di sebelah distro itu ada yang tukang jualan batagor sama ayam gitu deh. Warung makan yang harganya murah tapi rasanya oke punya. (Ini blog apa tempat promosi, sih?). Terus, abang-abang yang ngelayaninya sopannya minta ampun.
Ricky kan pesen Ayam Sarang Tawon yang harganya Cuma 8k IDR ya. Terus mas yang tingkat kesopanannya sangat tinggi itu nanya gini.
Mas Sopan: “Mas, maaf, Mas. Itu pesen ayam. Mau paha atau dada? (Dua tangannya gerak gitu di dada kaya orang yang lagi menjaga dadanya sendiri).”
Sontaklah si Dita yang merasa ajaib ada tukang dagang yang gesture-nya oke mangap.
Ricky: “Paha aja, Mas?”
Si Dita yang sangat pemikir itu berpikir:
Oke itu satu.
Kan acara musik itu ada MC-nya. Kita panggil aja MC setengah itu dengan sebutan Mr. Rada Rada karena dia kenyataannya memang begitu.
Sepanjang di nge-MC hal yang paling, entah ini garing atau keren, adalah ini. FYI, dia tuh gila facebook abis.
Mr. Rada Rada: “Wah, Like This lah ya pokoknya. Kalau ada Like This Pisan jempolnya dua tuh pasti! (Lalu dia cek HP). Eh, pada update status dong di Facebook. Bilang lagi di Fourteen gitu lagi diskon up to seventy percent!
Untung ni orang bawaannya emang lucu. Kalau bawaan dia garing (kaya siapa ya?) pasti udah ngga ada yang ketawa. Lagian sekalian aja ngomong, “Itu loh. Jaman sekarang anak-anak New Kids on the Block udah kalah sama anak-anak Blok M!
Apaan, sih?! Ah, makin ngga jelas nih dah.
Eh, eh, mau lihat ngga. Waktu gw anter Mam ke Pasar Anyar yah, gw lihat gambar ini.
OTAK SAPI!!! (Kalau di Kaskus mungkin in yang namanya Disturbing Picture)
DIDELETE KARENA SAYA JUGA TIDAK SUKA GAMBAR MENGENASKAN ITU ADA DI BLOG SAYA.
Jika penasaran, silahkan pergi ke tukang daging terdekat.
Terus abang yang dagangnya bilang gini.
“Iya, Bu. Itu kalau anak kecil dikasih makan itu, nanti otaknya jadi pinter kaya otak sapi.”
Gw yang jenius ini mikir: Hah? Pinter kaya sapi?
Coba deh, bayangin. Masa dia ngomong gitu. Gw sih geli mikirnya. Kan ngga mungkin sapi lebih pinter dari manusia! Buktinya, ngga ada sapi yang bikin pesawat terbang atau jadi dokter!
Cuma karena memang disana banyak darah dan daging gw diem aja deh.
I got this CD from Oka(Rainattack) and it contains many useful softwares! Thanks Okaaa!!!
Friday, August 14, 2009
I danced danced danced on Pesta Mikro 3 and that was great. There were only four chiptuners who performed their greatest skill but as a closing band, Curah Melodia Mandiri was awesome. Abim and Mr. Sorry I forgot your name played two creepy songs and to me there was such magic inside those songs.
What I don’t like about PO3 is just only few bands playinggggg!!!! AAAAHHHH. Nooooo. To be honest, I danced, hard, but not as hard as PO2 since more than four bands performed their best.
But I always love to dance with 8-bit tune! Gorgeous.
I woke up at 11 something today and I found out there were cute box upon my table and my father’s signature on a piece of bill. What is this??
I opened the box and those were shoes I ordered from Chick Stuffs. I’m so damn glad about it!
See, those are beautiful and perfect. They’re better than I thought and the sole was nice. Thanks for Nurul to make this happen ;)
Hotty hot. I hafta take a bath soon.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
"Let's see. I'll make a fun of you."
Then here it is!
FYI, that was him.. And his name tag as a statement necklace. Lol
I'm done with ToEFL test! Yihha. Finally. And I got 5 A (outta 11 subjects I took on sixth semester). I'm still waiting for other final score.
I drew several stuffs few hours ago.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
I went to Botani Square with Ricky yesterday (Sunday, August 9th 2009). We were there since 6 pm and bought ticket first. Then we did window shopping and ate at Hoka Hoka Bento. We wanted to waste our time since it’s still half an hour to 8. We went to Giant. Magnificently, the electricity’s gone. BOOM. Blackout.
That was just the first one. Okay, we thought it’s gonna be just fine to watch movie since (in our naïve opinion) it wouldn’t happen twice.
8.15, we watched “Merantau”. The movie itself was great! There were massive supreme martial arts on the screen.
Please, XXI! What happened to you guys? I dunno, maybe their ran out of their electricity support or something occurred suddenly which made blackout more than 5 times.
Go back to the movie.
“Pencak Silat” is one of traditional martial arts from Indonesia. Yuda, the protagonist (FYI, he’s the real Silat athlete) went to Jakarta in order to gain his adultery experience called ‘merantau’. He met new people, he messed up with local dancer and so-called girl-trafficking mafia.
What so super and make this piece a must-see is obviously its SILAT fighting. This movie’s fighting director is the same with Ong Bak’s. No wonder it became a topnotch local movie.
I don’t wanna tell you its ending.
Today (Monday, August 10th) I went to campus only for make-up Spoken Final Test and tomorrow I’ll have ToEFL Final Test. Wish me luck!
Oh, I finished sewing my first tote bag! Yihhha!
GO GO HOME INDUSTRY!!!
Friday, August 7, 2009
Today was totally fun! It’s simply amazing walaupun ada perubahan rencana karena tidak jadi mengunjungi awardees. But akhirnya aku teleponan sama mereka so that’s okay.
What makes this day perfect are these things:
1. Ke Bandung! Jalan-jalan walaupun nyasar dan tidak nonton film 3D dan marahan sama pacar but sight seeing itu sangat lebih dari cukup untuk refreshing.
2. Tights-ku sampai! Aku pesen di kaskus sih. Lupa juga link-nya dan nama tokonya tuh fashionforall.co.cc, mau tahu kenapa suka? Cepet banget sampai habis transfer uang, terus packaging-nya itu sendiri sangat rapi, lalu bonus bando! Seru banget kan!!! (I’m so sorry I got no picture of ‘em since I was very excited and just open my order. Heheh)
3. Perbincangan lucu dengan Papa sepulangnya dari Bandung ke Bogor, di tol jagorawi sekitar jam 11 malam. Ini ngga terlalu membuat perfect sih, ahaha, tapi kayanya lucu kalau ditulis disini. Jadi begini…
Malam itu sangat khusuk di sekitar Tol Jagorawi. Pas mp3 si Papa yang random itu tiba-tiba memainkan lagu Exis (Band asal Malaysia yang sangat hip di tahun 90-an) dengan single jagoannya “Mencari Alasan” berkumandang.
Pada (P) : Neng, KFC buka ngga sih jam segini?
Dita (D) : Ngga, Pap. Ngga buka. KFC mah di Bogor ngga ada yang 24 jam. Ada juga McD.
P: Hah? Ah, ngga mau ah! Itu kan donat! (Dengan suara lantang nan PD)
D: Ihh.. Bukan Papa! Itu ayam, jual ayam juga sama kaya KFC. Kalau donat itu J.Co
P: J.Co? Papa taunya itu tuh.. Bread… Apa ya Roti Ngomong…
D: Bread Talk. Itu Roti Bicara…
P: Nah itu. Bred Tok. Kuper nih Papa.
P: Yaudah nanti papa mau beli mie deh!
D: (Cengo). Jadi papa mau beli mie apa ke McD?
P: Kan di McD ada mie, kan? Ah ada deh…
D: (Wakwawwww) Papa, itu spaghetti, Paaaaap!!!
P: Oh, iya spaghetti (ketawa cengar-cengir).
But well, yes exactly today was unbelievable.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
I dunno what to post today since I'm not going anywhere. Just wanna show off a bit, hehehh.
Aku sedang suka pekerjaan tangan seperti ini, dan sedang suka jahit. I wish I have sewing machine at home but well..
Nantinya mau pasang embroidery ini di tote bag aku, tapi masih belum jadi. Masih cari waktu yang tepat untuk membagi liburan. UAS sudah diurus but next week is the best time to meet English Lit secretary.
I wanna ask you!
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
To be honest I'm going crazy about statement necklace! Hahaha, but I dunno how to make it and it ended up like this. I never wear this, will somebody buy it for 40.000 IDR?
Haha, dunno but I'm wondering is that okay to sell this weird thing??
These pictures I took on my way to Jakarta with my friends. I edited it a bit and it looks like very-old Jakarta (don’t you think?).
I went to Kinokuniya bookstore in Plaza Semanggi. Believe it or not, the officers were vey curious since we wrote the title of the novels and also the author.
(Oh if you only knew, uncle. Yes, I own one, a very big one called Gramedia do you notice that bookstore? But above all that, bolt this: That’s a total lie)
Hahaha! His face was red when we said,
“Sir, we’re students from Pakuan University and we’re looking for a novel for our paper. Is that not allowed?” asked my friend.
Bang bang, officer, you’re dead!
Then we met the manager and he said it’s all okay!!!
See the worst phenomenon?
Monday, August 3, 2009
Well, I’ve been busy several days ago, helping that so-called Ministry of Blablabla stuff named IACS (Indonesian Art and Culture Scholarship), Beasiswa Seni dan Budaya Indonesia. I’m there as an LO for PT. Lalala based in Jakarta. I signed contract, I thought it’s gonna be an ordinary one, where I have to report what I’m doing to one person who has higher position only, person from PT. Lalala who hired me instead of those people from Blablabla. But what happened on field... All was different and so many miss-communication-and-miss-understanding problem.
Before we went to the project people from Blablabla met the LOs and we had lunch together. NO FURTHER DETAILS about the program itself and I was very curious about how the program will run since this is very first time from me but unfortunately I didn’t get it. It was just lunch and bullshit. Smile plastered everywhere but I really didn’t know what should we do (the LOs) because this is very first time for THREE of us.
I went to Sofyan Betawi Hotel (somewhere in Jakarta) and spend first night which is Sunday, July 26th alone in on single-bed room. Sunday is not very busy with stuff since only several awardees coming from South Asia. Just prepare some things and get along well with awardees. Okay, not too bad for first day.
Monday, July 27th. What so funny today was: The tragedy started here. Late night after dinner I’ve been told that four of awardees were missing and I asked by Mr.Boss who sit next to Miss. Please-shut-your-mouth to find ‘em. After worrying a lot and made a call here and there finally I found four of ‘em and found out that they went to money changer. Then one Mr. Fatty Bear asked me as if I was the one who took ‘em out. I answered with not-so-good tone, “I’m the one who found them” and my heart whispered: Who the hell are you fatty bear? And he hit my feet. “Behave. What’s your name once again?” and I answered, “Dita. D-I-T-A.”
Then I went to that coffee-break room where there were Ms. Please-I-want-you-to-shut-up, Mr. Bear, the LOs, and awardees girls from Indonesia, I told him I don’t like he acted like. But that Ms. please-shut-your-mouth-up said, “Dita, Dita. Please. Not like this.” and he said, “If you only knew, I have higher position than YOU. If I wanted you to quit then you QUIT.” I replied, “Thank you. I quit.” I left that fucking room. But then I felt I ain’t mature by saying so and not professional enough. And I explained, “I don’t care if you don’t like me but I don’t like your way asking question rudely to a person who found those awardees. I wasn’t the one who took ‘em out without your permission. And once again, I don’t like you hit my feet with your RIGHT hand.” That Mr. Bear said sorry and Ms. Please-shout-your-mouth-up told me we’re team. I said sorry too. Yes okay. Ms. Please-shut-up said, “We’re team and please be so.” I said, “Yeh, Am sorry too. I thought it wouldn’t be good to leave and I’m not professional enough if I left you.” Ms. Please-baby-I-beg-you-to-shut-your-mouth-up replied, “Yes and please be so. But seeing this problem, now you should know I can act more that he did to you.”
My tiny tired heart said:
Okay bumpy road’s everywhere and Ms. Please-I-want-you-to-shut-up doesn’t like me. Good job, Dita. Very good job. This is very good start and I’m happy!!! I was. Really. It felt so nice messing up with those very-bossy-and-they-don’t-care-about-me people. I went to bed with those two people head in my mind. I promised to myself someday I’ll get higher position than their and I’ll do them good or probably worse, but I’ll be the one who control ‘em and behave ‘em. Shit, yeah! And they’ll listen to me and they’ll say, “All right, Miss Dita welcome.” then I’ll answer gladly,” Dearest Mr. You-are-cute Bear and Ms. I-don’t-like-your-suite-please-take-them-off can you please stop plastering smile in front of me?” HAHAHAHHA!!!!
Oops, okay. Go back to our main business.
Tuesday July 28th. Me and one of the LO friend picked awardees from America and South Africa. My friend took ‘em to hotel while I was waiting from another awardee from London. Everything’s good. Two of us forgot to tell that so-called Person in Charge from Ministry of Blablabla about their arrival. And then there’s a briefing inside the same shitty coffee-break room where there were five of us, plus two bossy-and-I-don’t-like-their-bitchy-style people, and their boss. Their boss, let’s call her Mrs. Very-welcome, said thanks to us she said it’s not PT. Lalala and Minister of Blablabla BUT we represent INDONESIA. We talked about tomorrow’s upcoming ceremony. All right, not too bad but still don’t like those two people way in representing their egos as a REPRESENTATIVE OF MINISTRY OF BLABLABLA.
Well, anyway, representatives should’ve been very welcome and comfortable to talk to, eh? But they were not at all and they’re always blaming all things to us. What the...? So I think, there’ll be very bad ending and bad relationship between us since the representatives didn’t do good in representing their ministry of blablabla. Isn’t that right, everyone?! Yes, total shit and it happens! Lol
Wednesday is another day. We went to the opening ceremony and everybody was wearing their national clothes. Smooth and nice for opening ceremony and Adhiyaksa Daud (sorry Sir I don’t recognize you until they say the person who delivered the speech was Minister of Foreign Affair). We didn’t have anything to do in the night so it’s just a free-time but not-too-free since awardees were not allowed to go out.
Thursday. Big mistake today was: Those two people said that
We’ve been asked to make ‘em finish dinner at seven. Everybody’s in rush since the room for dinner wasn’t ready yet. It was a total mess chair arrangement. What I know was: Make ‘em finish dinner and take ‘em out so those two plastered-smile-everywhere people won’t be angry to us. Dinner was finish. My stomach was grumbling and it wasn’t very good since I almost ate not in time and I skipped dinner. We arrived in Grand Indonesia, that super-big mall in Jakarta and after we finished arranging the awardees into two groups, I dunno who called but they asked us to move to Sarinah Thamrin, karaoke at Inul Vista. We danced, we sang together. but then at the briefing in such very late night..
Ms. Please-baby-i-don’t-like-your-being-bossy: “To the honorable LOs. We started with very childish behavior. That was totally a big big mistake. Now you
Do you wanna know what I was thinking when that Ms. Okay-whatever-you-say bitched up?
Okay now, who’s childish? I’m fine with you already but you keep reeling that tragedy. That is CHILDISH. (FYI, I drew while she was saying about that childish thing. Do you wanna know why? I don’t think what she said matter at all and that nite I know I wasn’t wrong at all.) And about the shit, oh bitch if you only knew nobody wants to coz by saying that shit you’re throwing that SHIT on your FACE yourself.
Mr. I-believe-you-agree-if-I-call-him-this Bear: “ Please don’t make too much personal touch and closeness. We work here and just behave.”
This what went in my mind.
Okay, you just envy us since you’re too busy to dance and you didn’t have enough time there on the dance floor. Tell me, Mr. Cute Bear you just envy us.
Friday we went to Taman Mini Indonesia Indah. My mistake here was:
Ms. Yes-whatever-you-say: “Dita, I’m here in the same room with you. But you didn’t tell my anything. I’m not an animal and I’m human. You never say ‘hi’ to me or whatever.This morning you just made the buss went off without MY permission”
She said, “Okay, let’s see what my boss gonna say later on meeting.”
I went to the bath room. I pee. I remember each and every word she said. I didn’t run the bus! She was there on the first bus with me, I just made sure that everybody’s there and I moved to second bus. Since that first buss left so I think that’ll be okay to leave as well. Oh, about that ANIMAL thing. What a pity, wasn’t it mean she thought she’s an animal since what’s on her mind was I treated her like animal by not saying HI??? Hahaha. I’m laughing now. Darn, if you only knew how she has totally-shallow mind. She never takes sorry for guarantee. Gee, what a robot. Lol
We knew the result by tomorrow. Make Taraaaaa, they asked us, three of us to leave this hotel and awardees!!! Hah, funny! That was so inhuman.
You people who treated us unfair will taste hell in the end. And I promise my self, I will get higher position than them later, and then I will make ‘em embarrassed and regret about robot-and-icy-cold treatment to people who lend to help them they had done to five of us there. I promise myself. I know they’ll get the revenge day later. In any kinda way.
I relieve, funnily I relieved. After our Mr. Boss said sorry and ask us to leave, we went to our room. I learn many many things here. To be honest this is the first time for me seeing the robot-hearted people like those two so-called representatives. I’m happy coz I know we’re irreplaceable. What so funny is, they asked many things and blame us as if we don’t understand how this program works. I have a heart still and I miss everybody I left so sudden. There were hugs and kiss and puzzle look.
While we’re close with people from other countries, people from the same country envy us, dislike the LOs, being so bossy and rude and talk as if they’re not well-educated PIC. What up with their heart? Don’t they have at least a rational mind? I dunno, I don’t wanna imagine anything anymore. Just feel sorry for them.
And awardees, believe me that won’t be our last time seeing and hugging each other again. Three of us will visit you. I promise. I will.
Thanks for people in that Ministry of Blablabla for those two icy cold people; I learn a lot from them. I know this is my next step to have more mature personality. Thanks for my team, without you guys I would’ve just runaway from those freaks.
I write this not because I want you to hate those people from Blablabla. I know many great people behind this but maybe I was having a bad luck seeing those kinda people who were NEVER take sorry and want everything 200% perfect. That Ms. Bitch-up-about-everything once said: “This is just because we meet in this working-hard situation. I believe I am different outside if you know me as a friend”. Well, who knows? I won’t meet you again outside and I cannot imagine having you as a friend after this very inconvenient see-you-again. Haha, but we’ll see.
I believe I’ll have more than what they have in the future and I believe I can beat ‘em someday. I can’t wait for that day.
Thank you for PT. Lalala, I miss you guys out there. I’ll visit you later. Haahahha.
Talk to you later, guys!
WE ARE FAMILY