Wake Up and Smell The Chai

Baby, seasons change but people don’t.

Feels just like yesterday, we jumped around merrily to Stump’s voice, getting ourselves lost in the beat of that song. And look what happen to us now. Public rows, heated text rallies, frontal stabbings.

Truth is, I’m not even sorry for being the cynical bitch that I am. OK, that might sounds a bit too harsh, and I have to admit that sometimes I wish I could do things differently. But as for now, a time-out would just suffice for me. See, I’m in losing streak here.

Don’t worry, I’ll spare us some politically correct small-talks for the sake of professionalism.

We don’t fight fair.

Float - Sementara

sementara teduhlah hatiku
tidak lagi jauh
belum saatnya kau jatuh
sementara ingat lagi mimpi
juga janji janji
jangan kau ingkari lagi

percayalah hati lebih dari ini
pernah kita lalui
jangan henti disini

sementara lupakanlah rindu
sadarlah hatiku hanya ada kau dan aku
dan sementara akan kukarang cerita
tentang mimpi jadi nyata
untuk asa kita berdua

percayalah hati lebih dari ini
pernah kita lalui
takkan lagi kita mesti jauh melangkah
nikmatilah lara
jangan henti disini

Tadi sore gw lagi leyeh-leyeh di tempat tidur baca-baca buku dan handout buat materi review SHI (Sejarah Hubungan Internasional) ketika lantas lagu ini mengudara di radio. Aaah liriknya juara banget deh. Bikin gw semangat lagiii, yay! Tapi sayang beribu sayang, ritme-nya yang lumayan slow justru bikin gw ketiduran. Blah. Benar-benar Minggu sore yang produktif. Dan sekarang tinggallah gw panik akan nasib tugas-tugas gw…

Instead of working on my assignments, I resort to doing online quizzes. Sigh.

	Your travel type: Culture Buff The culture buff needs to see a museum, an art gallery, a 16-th century church every day during his holiday. When he travels he is always well prepared. He has read history books, speaks a few words of the lingo, knows about the strange habits the locals have.
	top destinations: Amsterdam Alice Springs New York	stay away from: Kashmir Ciudad Perdida Darien Gap

get your own travel profile

On the contrary, I’d looove to visit Kashmir. Oh well.

This online dating site has a wide range of fun quizzes to do.I like this one the most. Partly because I’m proud of the score, heheh.

Not bad huh. Did it without cheating. Surprise surprise, the scientific part of my brain is still alive afterall. Let’s try this one then.

1,887,480How Many Germs Live On Your Keyboard?

Phew. Lucky I am still alive up until today, given that much exposure to germs. And to think of it, it was from the keyboard alone. Ok I’m getting paranoid now. Inhale, exhale, good.

Oh next, I happen to stumble upon my mentor-lecturer’s (dosen wali? pembimbing akademik?) Facebook profile! The funny thing is, I haven’t actually met him in person because last time he was abroad for a seminar or something like that, so I don’t know how he looks like. It seems hyperreal to see his face staring back at me from the LCD monitor. All because of the magic of social networking websites.

And on Friendster, I chanced upon my li’l sister’s highschool crush, the one with A initial. He’s going to a private university in Jakarta now. He looks kinda cute. Haha my sister’s sooo gonna kill me for this.

Another thing I came across is someone’s group pic in which I see a suspiciously familiar face among the crowd. Hmm, is it just me hallucinating, is it only a look-alike, or is it him? If it’s really him, then this world is truly a small place. OK. Confirmed it’s him, I checked the caption. Well, hey you, been a while since we last met. You look different on the pic, but somehow I can still spot you. Ah maybe I shall admit that, yes, you look better. Haha. Oh, and one more thing, you are missed (:

Genap sebulan gw menempati ruangan segiempat ini. Yang tata letaknya sangat efisien karena furniturnya built-in dan menyediakan storage space yang lumayan. Filosofi Ikea banget lah. Yang punya mural-muralan di sejumlah tempat (media: kapur warna. Curiga mereknya Sarjana, kapur jaman SD dulu hehe..), dekorasi yang diwariskan oleh si penyewa kamar sebelumnya. Yang beberapa sisi temboknya bercat lavender, dan sisi lainnya powder yellow. Oh, tirai dan sprei gw warnanya hijau tosca. Sounds awful? No, trust me, they surprisingly look great together. Really.

Ruang, seperti halnya waktu, bersifat relatif. Gw gak punya cukup kompetensi dan kredibilitas untuk membicarakan fisika disini, unlike him. Gw tiba-tiba aja kepikiran, area 10 meter persegi itu kan gak luas, tapi kenapa ya kamar ini terasa lapang banget. Hmm. Lebih tepatnya, kosong. Why, help, this room is way too big for me alone to occupy! Read the rest of this entry »

Hobi gw beberapa hari terakhir ini adalah ngobrol. Terutama dengan manusia-manusia HI’07, yang akan jadi keluarga gw for the next four years or so. FYI, seangkatan gw isinya hanya ber-41 sahaja. Not that big a number huh? Makanya awal semester ini, gw punya misi pribadi (ciee.. misi..) untuk ngobrol personally with each and every one of them, at least once, by the end of this semester (or sooner).

Ngapain sih gw mau repot-repot mencanangkan misi segala? Read the rest of this entry »

I’ve got a reason to be sad. And I’ve got a reason to feel like I’ve been had. But I would give most anything to see you smile at me again.

Simbol amplop itu berkedip konstan di layar. Menandakan kotak pesan yang sudah terlalu sesak, tidak mampu lagi menerima pesan baru. Hah. Ponsel berumur empat tahun itu memang punya kapasitas penyimpanan pesan yang amat terbatas.Hmm. Pilih-pilih terpaksa. Mau hapus yang mana ya? Semua pesan yang tersisa disana telah berhasil melewati seleksi alam untuk tidak dihapus sesaat setelah terbalas, jadi rata-rata semua sama pentingnya untuk dipertahankan. Tetapi eh tetapi, ada satu tren diantara sekian puluh sms itu. Sebagian besar datang dari satu pengirim yang sama. Sms yang isinya (sejujurnya) mungkin kurang punya substansi, tapi tetap eksis di ponsel saya. Karena si pengirim itu. Satu nama yang selalu bisa membuat saya tersenyum, tiap kali saya membuka folder kotak masuk dan membaca ulang pesan-pesan darinya.

Dan saya sampai di satu titik. Cukup. Rasio menghempaskan saya kembali ke jagat yang keras ini. Detik ini juga, pesan-pesan itu akan hilang dari ponsel saya. Baris-baris percakapan tengah malam itu akan hilang dari memori saya.

I know you won’t be coming home. And it makes me feel so afraid of the unknown. But I would give most anything to see you smile at me again.

Hmm, timbul dorongan yang sulit ditahan. Boleh lah ya, baca-baca dulu itu sms buat terakhir kali. Godaan bertambah. Mulai baca-baca riwayat obrolan via messenger yang terdokumentasi dengan rapi, diiringi latar belakang lagu dari Superdrag ini.

I don’t know (since you’ve gone) I don’t know (since you’ve been gone) what I’m supposed to do. Way down here without you.

Dan saya tiba-tiba lupa niat awal saya semula. Deret kata-kata di layar itu seakan mengiba, memohon untuk tidak dilupakan. Dan kembali saya berpikir, ya sudahlah, kapan-kapan saja saya bersihkan kotak pesan saya.

You still mean a lot to me, yeah. You still mean a lot to me. More than a memory to me, yeah. More than a memory to me.

Dan rangkaian kejadian diatas terus berulang tanpa ujung.

Halo dunia!

Adyani.net is back in action. Whee! Oh and it just so happened that Adyani.net first sees the light today, the day I turn nineteen. So that leaves us with, umm, a gap of 18 years?

Anyway I’m gonna make use of this momentum to (yet again) motivate myself to update this blog regularly, and fill it with quality posts no less. Sounds like a mighty feat, considering that I’m not much of a writer. My stream of thoughts is so random it often annoys people I try to communicate with. The essay assignments I’ve written were always weak in terms of (yes you guess that right) coherency and organization. I guess that’s something I really have to work on. Read the rest of this entry »