Battle of Pride

Finally, 2 days without a match had over.
And tonight, one big match I've been longing for

Will take place.

Brazil vs Colombia

FIFA World Cup 2014 Quarter final

- Estádio Castelão, Fortaleza -

Okay so why is it big for me?
Because out of the remaining eight contestants,
One big team I'd reeeally love to see losing, and
One other team I'm cheering my last supports for,

Are playing.

You do know which one that I want them to go, yes? It's Brazil. And why on earth now Colombia became my favorite? Because I lost England long ago, then I lost Algeria, Switzerland and the most heartbreaking one was losing USA. You see that aside of England, my vote always went to the dark horses. Now that the remaining underdogs are only Columbia, Belgium and Costa Rica, with the fact that Belgium turned USA down -which means that they became my enemy too- and Costa Rica's way too underdog, so Colombia it is.

But there's one more reason.

We'll get to see a very sweet performance of one young rising star. He's 22. From the yellow-jersey-ed team. Had scored more than 3 goals now. Lol I'm not talking about Neymar, ewh, I'm talking about James Rodriguez. And yes, that's what makes this match beyond awesome:

The battle of Neymar vs Rodriguez.

I should've been jealous of them. They're my age but they outshine all 22 year old boys around the world. Combined. I'm not saying that I'm below them, although the fact obviously said so, but hey, there are some things I'm good at that they're not. We'll see about that, next month :)

So yeah, the battle of 22 year olds.

Taylor Swift would be so proud of this.

It's Neymar, V(icky')S(here!), Rodriguez!

Clearly I'm on Rodriguez's side.

But then whoever wins, this jealousy

Won't ever be completely off

A Retired Actor

Long ago, when I was still a high school student freshman, I used to do all sorts of things I thought I was interested in, just to feed my curiosity. Enrolled -but failed halfway- in the Student Committee, joined as a member of Flag Hoisting Troop, tried to deal with school magazine, and umm got myself in the Physics Team for the competition and stuff -see how blind I was!? PHYSICS!?

Well all didn't end so well, eventually.

Unless one, who I was kinda interested in.

It was the theatrical act.

Guess which one I was!? Guess! GUESS!?

Damn. I was so into role playing. The casting started several months before the first semester break. The audition itself was a hell lot of fun. Held by the seniors, done it with some new friends, such cool new experience!

Then some people got accepted. Some others were assigned as the committee of the performance. We started stuff real absurd. With no professional coaches, no fixed script, not even settled roles for each of us.

Until finally, they hired a real theatrical actress. Then she brought a friend of hers. They were, well, the first professional actors I ever faced. Not actors I saw on TV or so, but actors of real acting thing! And they were indeed pros. They trained us like real actors and actress. Every single practicing day, with exciting warming-ups and stuff, OH LORD I MISSED THEM!

Truth to be told, we didn't even get the main actor until the halfway of everything. I myself got the second important role as the main character's son. I might've given the main role but THANKFULLY the character of a stingy cunning Batavian dad wouldn't ever fit me. Plus I was still really small and lean back then.

So we kept practicing day by day, month by month. Been ups and downs, lazy days and on-fire ones kept coming back and forth within this spineless soul. Dramas inside dramas also happened. You know, as our true personality got revealed the longer we spent time together, thoughts grew among us and stuff, ya that kind of drama, it occurred.

But somehow, me managed to do everything well until the D-day.

The day when we really had to perform, in front of actual audiences.

Gedung Kesenian Jakarta 

Saturday, May 17th 2008

Yes, the venue. It gave pressure to us.

We were actually considered pros.

But yea we were.

Because we nailed it.

We did good performances,

On the stage where true actors act.

Rehearsing

In make ups

SO FVCKIN THEATRICAL AND ARTISTIC!? Unless that stupid plant in front of my fancy shoes...

The missy on the frontest, is our adorable coach

Yes, the venue. It gave pressure to us.

And the date, it gave pressure to me.

Because it reminds me the fact that

Six years ago, at this time, in GKJ,

I had no idea that in six years I'll be writing about

How cool my fellow actors and I were

P.S.: Happy Dramus-Ceriosa Day, guys. May Kak Ara and Kak Achoy be ever in our favor. "Pelit apa iriiitt?? Masa sih?? Padahal kan suaminya Bu Dahal!"

Family in Crime

In the world of crime investigation serials...

Cliche says that each unit highlights one main character -mostly male- with their own specialties -reading minds, possessing sixth sense, writing, etc- doing crucial tasks only with a co-star -mostly women- leaving the rest of the group stranded and seem unimportant, appear only to be ordered this and that by their bosses.

Luckily, I found one unit that's developed quiet different from what I described above.

We call it NCIS.

Original NCIS casts, picture's from here.

First of all, I'm talking about the group consisting of Jethro, Tony, Tim, Abby and Kate. Not Ziva, but Kate. Well it's not that I hate Ziva -I just dislike her- but honestly, it's because all these times I've ever only be exposed by the first two seasons when Kate was still around. But no matter how much I'll soon be exposed to Ziva, I will always prefer Kate.

Okay enough talking divas.

Now let's get down to business.

NCIS. Well this group, as how I adore it, is balanced. Everybody carries different important roles, and seem to appear as much as each others do. But one thing that I like the most, is because this unit is alive. They bond. Hierarchy exists, of course, but it doesn't necessarily make them act awkward to each other.

Like Gibbs. Treats all his agents like his own kids. Everybody respects -and sometimes, is scared of- Gibbs but that doesn't stop them from being easy and spoiled in front of him. And Gibbs sees Abs like a daughter. Abs is the only one who acts loose towards Gibbs although sometimes she has to shut her mouth up when Gibbs shows the signal of "Abby, focus!".

Tony is reckless to his fellow agents. He fights all the time with Kate, and feels superior towards probation agent McGee. McGee likes Kate. Kate cares about McGee. McGee adores Abby. Abby matches McGee. Kate is a best friend to Abby. Ducky treats both girls like daughters. Gibbs respects Ducky and never be mad to him and of course, to Abby.

See, everybody shares a warm relationship with everybody. The bond's just so strong, even when they're apart they act like they're close -one that I like is that Tony, named his pet fish "Kate" although that woman has gone for like 9 seasons before. Everybody loves everybody.

It's not just a unit, it's a family.

I know as a real human being,

I'm totally not a part of that fiction group. 

But as a viewer, I feel like a part of their family.

It sells more than the crime itself

Eight Legged Karma

"Universe conspires."

You know when you felt like everything around you, together hand in hand trying to make you feel some certain experience, yeah the phrase was all over my head when I had a vacation last week in

Bali and Gili

Left is Gili Trawangan and right is Gili Meno.

So I, my friends and my friends' friends, we sort of believed that there was this big karma thing following us along our trip. Or maybe up till now? Only God knows.

There were five of us. Call us V, A, R, K and J -suspects are under identity protection due to the fear of ongoing karma. We spent two nights at this ethnic-down-to-nature stay named, let's say TS. The place was, ethnic-ish and culture-ish and, umm, down to nature? So yea it was like a cottage full of plants and wooden floors and bridge, lied next to a big rice paddy, stuff like that. No wonder if you see bugs and giant insects crawling around the living room.

Not to mention a spider. A gigantic arachnid. Creating nest. In the girls' room. I saw the creature a while before the girls arrived in Bali. Well I planned to inform them but I forgot. Until the next day, K and J reported us a paranoid moment they had last night with the spider, ended up with committing a murder. Yes, they killed the spider.

And so the karma began.

Started with the most tolerable one, felt by R. She didn't kill the spider, she's the one with the least interaction with the spider, so nature punished her by only spilling some booze on her dress. Lucky her.

Worse thing came to A. He was the one inviting all of us to stay at TS, that's why. So when we were about to return home from Ubud, the car he chartered was kinda broken, and he had to deal with all the mechanical thing for two hours while the girls and I went shopping. We were jerks I know, leaving him alone with the car and the bli blis. Maybe that's why the universe kept the best karma for us.

I, however, was placed the third on the list. You know where I did wrong right? I knew that there were a creepy crawling creature nesting near the girls but I didn't even say a word about that? That's kinda crucial. So the ocean paid off the spider's grudge and gave me this terrible seasickness along the way from Bali to Gili. To make it worse, I threw up six times :)

Left is me and my karma. The pic was taken on our way back to Bali, that's why I'm smiling.
On the right is J, and one of our karmas. Go on reading to find out :)

Well the worst part now, of course, happened to the assassin duo K and J. They both also got the seasickness I felt, and mother nature summoned an extra karma for them. The late spider sent off his two best friends for K and J.

We were at the Monkey Forest when K got her 'company'. Ha, Monkey Forest. Seemed like we were teasing the karma and approaching danger, eh? Well by that time we hadn't noticed about all these coincidence so, yeah... A devil monyet ambushed her. No signals, no prologues, it just attacked. Poor K, she was shaking and looking extremely pale.

Now that we realized about the karma, we put our guards on. But unlucky J, when we were at El Kabron to have dinner, she was blinded by hunger and the meals and subconsciously let her walls down so... A giant praying mantis took this chance and jumped to her face as the revenge for the spider's death. Shocking. She couldn't ever avoid that.

No picture of J and her praying mantis, sorry, it happened so fast no camera was prepared.

Well yeah. Karma exists.

And we paid to what we did.

On that exact time like, right away.

I learned so many thing from this.

That animals possess a strong, intense relationship.

That land and sea are mystically linked one another.

And that Bali, is sacred

Wait a sec, I just realized a thing: monkey, and praying mantis? Is this... Kung Fu Panda?? Oh wait--OMG! R's nickname is Panda! :(

Universe did play something with us...

Baby Imma Rock Star

"Spent this whole day enjoying supermodels at VSFS and recording stuff for my Soundcloud. Feelin like a rock star \m/"

--@rifkyvicky

I tweeted that thing yesterday.

And now I'm telling the whole story.

It was an idle day yesterday, and you know I'm still under euphoria of enjoying fancy girls from watching Greek and 90210 -I'm gonna post something about Ivy Sullivan soon, remind me!- back to back every morning on Star World.

So I was on this urgent need to see some beautiful crafts, and I spontaneously thought about tons of VICTORIA'S SECRET Fashion Shows I never finished watching.

Dashing. Seeing them walking down the runway one by one, I felt like a top notch musician having my days off and deciding to attend the show, just to browse some hot chicks. It's like Adam Levine grazing all girls before he finally ended up with Behati.

He's got his choice, I got mine.

It's Adriana Lima.

Picture's mine, I took it myself. Haha kidding, check here.

Done seeing angels, I returned to my business: music. And by returning to music, I meant I logged in my Soundcloud account to upload some recorded covers I did earlier. The account was created long, long ago but since I didn't have enough guts to let universe know my skill, I kept pending it. Since yesterday.

And for you, my fans, who wonder about why on earth did I, all of the sudden, signed up to Soundcloud... It's because I can't hold it much longer. I do rap. I can't sing, but I rap. I'm still learning, but I rap. And I just need some place to spill it.

So give it a shot, to my Soundcloud.
Let me know if it ruins your ear drums.

Now that the public knew my potential, it was actually the time for me to give a brand to myself. You know I like Pitbull and you know I love to wear shorts. Wha--you don't know? Okay, I love wearing shorts.

It's so nice to have some dreamy life as such.

At least it distracts me from how harsh real life is.

Although if I turn to be a real musician, and date a model,
It'll feel less harsh, I'm all sure

What Local College Needs

Have I told you that in this last term, I only have one sit in class?

Well if I haven't, so yea, this term, I only have one sit in class.

It gives me enough time at home, working on my last assignment,

Sit in front of my laptop, in front of my TV, and watch this serial.

http://www.serialminds.com/2011/01/10/greek/

It's like what had always happened to me, against TV serials. Watched one episode, turned out to be back-to-back ones, enjoyed several other episodes, continued watching the following days, and the next thing I knew, I'm in love with Ashleigh Howard and wished the worst for the loser Rusty Cartwright.

But what got me attached so well, yea as you might guess it,

Is the damn exciting wilderness of fraternity slash sorority life.

The never ending party, spring and summer break schedules and all the slacking off parts, it's what I've always seek my whole life! And aside the savage part, there's always been some formal occasions where the frats meet the sororities, dance slowly and get to know emotionally to each other. And no matter how formal it is, there'll always be "hook-up" and "get wasted" time as the after-prom.

There's also this competition. Between Kappa Tau Gamma and Omega Chi Delta, Zeta Beta Zeta against Iota Kappa Iota, ahh even just mentioning those Grecian names turned me on already. So yea it's like high school all over again. One frat attacks the other, fight for potential freshmen in the rushing, hold their unique initiation and stuff. It's always my call to be a part of one thing, and fight for it, and keep the pride on my chest but, I never get the chance to be a part of such thing :-/

Oh but the best part will be the seniority. I'm always on fire when it comes to hierarchy. Once you're the freshman, you'll have older men got your back. And once you're the senior, you'll always have innocent kids to do all your duties. And don't start talking about pledge brothers. There'll be some serious bromance inside my peer.

And to make myself more pissed,

Fratbros live inside the same house. The frathouse.

It'll be like, party in each seconds of my life, don't you think??

Read their tagline. I'm dying to join them.

I'm starting to sound very weird.

Seems pathetic, but I envy American college.

Well I hope I can go on with my studies in the US.

And I hope they have these Greek system for master degree.

Otherwise, in another life maybe?

Good Deeds Turn Bad

No one ever doubt the usefulness of Wikipedia.

With Google by its side, they make a very helpful couple.

Just mention what you want to find, and Wiki will help you explain.

But -there's a but in every post.

Sometimes kind acts lead you to disappointment,

When you treat it wrong.

Long ago, I was so into Masterchef Australia. I stay tuned in each and every single episodes, said goodbye to the leaving contestants, one by one until it was down to the last two contestants -I even remember their names, it was Adam and Callum.  I never knew that the actual show had long finished before Star World aired it in Asia. So it was all, encore.

Just several days before the season finale, like an innocent little pig I browsed Wikipedia to cherish the previous moment and mourn the eliminated contestants. When on the entry, I over-read the section when they mentioned Adam as the winner. Feeling down? Yeah I was broken, but not as broke as what happened yesterday.

Once again, it's about The Hunger Games. Okay I'm sorry I can't help but keep talking about it. It's always been my nature to compulsively seek for information, articles, posters, videos, fanarts, and all maniac stuff about one thing, once I'm on a fiery love with that thing.

And yesterday was the day I regretted how corny my obsession is.

So I browsed Wiki and read the article about districts in Panem. What they are specialized about, and who the tributes they have. District one, with tributes of Marvel, Glimmer, Gloss, Cashmere, district two with Cato, Clove, Brutus, Enobaria, three with Beetee, Wiress, four, Finnick--okay. I stopped at Finnick Odair.

And why did I stop? Because I over-read that in Mockingjay, the third book of the trilogy, the book I am now halfway reading, Finnick died. I was like, Oh my God WHY DID I READ THAT?? Any chance that I didn't read that or, Wiki lies to me?? And yeah, there went my regrets.

Portrait of Finnick Odair was obtained from here.

It's like, I'm just several pages away from finding out that Finnick will die, 

And I'll be literally freaking out like he's actually one of my relatives,

And I'm gonna say something like

"Damn Suzanne Collins, you rock my ass!"

But now, I won't feel the desired euphoria.

Wikipedia successfully, proudly stole it for me.

Well umm, my impatience let Wiki stole it from me.

There, there...

Now let me summarize you the moral of the story:

Don't take good deeds for granted

If I Had You Earlier...

Ternyata udah lima tahun.
Kebersamaan gue dengan blog ini.

Udah lima taun.

Ih gila ye ternyata gue betah banget mencurahkan segala kesampisan jiwa dan raga ini disini. Kalo ini blog jadi orang, gue udah dirajam kali ya gegara ngejejelin doi dengan ceritera ceritera gue.

Oke jadi kemaren gue sempet kepikiran. Kalo misalnya gue udah punya blog ini dari lahir, kayak apa ya kira kira isinya... Nah dari hasil napak tilas gue ke perjalanan hidup gue, kira kira seperti ini rangkumannya.

Playgroup

Skip kali ya? Nulis manual aja belom bisa, apalagi ngetik? :)

Phre-Elementary

Bahasanya bakal lebih kayak dear diary, isinya soal musuh musuhan sama naksir naksiran, hal gapenting dijadiin masalah besar, sehari hari kisahnya hanyalah "hari ini main ini di sekolah, pulang sekolah les dulu, abis itu main sebentar di rumah si itu, sorenya dijemput Ibu, trus sampe rumah nonton TV7."

Jam postingannya pasti sekitar jam 8an, di kala segala PR udah beres, udah beresin buku, tinggal selonjoran aja sambil nonton Srimulat atau Dunia Lain. Tapi fix sih bakal susah update blog karena internet masih zonk banget, mesti pake infrared Nokia bokap dulu biar bisa konek :')

Junior High

Duh. Takut sih gue sebenernya ngebayangin kalo SMP udah punya blog. Tulisannya jadi 5eM4CeMz eEniY -gak separah itu sih, tapi menjurus lah- trus bakalan banyak foto foto dengan bird view angle, cewek ceweknya duck face, pose hormat atau ssshhh gitu HAHA sumpah enek sendiri ngebayanginnya.

Pada masa ini, skejul postingan mungkin lebih fleksibel karena warnet udah menjamur dan game online sedang merajalela. Palingan ledakan jumlah posting itu terjadi pada hari Sabtu, dimana gue dan temen SD gue Poska sering banget ke warnet main Ragnarok.

Early Senior High

Jaman jaman awal SMA itu jaman paling indah. Dan fanatik. Jadi gue dan Turistas, kelas pertama gue di SMA, itu kayak we belong to each other gitudeh, apa apa bareng, kemana mana bareng, anya unyu inyi segalanya dilewati bersama. Hampir semua- kelas lain ampe sirik gitu sama kita.

Jadi, pasti isi blog gue kebanyakan bakalan menceritakan keseharian gue di kelas, bagaimana kebersamaan kita yang hangat itu terjadi, bagaimana kita melawan aura aura negatif kiriman kelas lain, pokoknya so sweet deh.

Gue inget banget pas Lebaran, gue kayak pengen cepet cepet masuk biar bisa main bareng lagi. Fix sih kalo segala hal itu ditulis di blog, gue di kelas sebelas dan gue di kelas dua belas bakalan nyesel banget pas baca harapan naif itu.

Tapi gue yang sekarang,

Kalo baca segala hal fana itu,

Pasti bakalan senyam senyum sendiri,

Nepok jidat sambil geleng geleng dan membatin,

"Apa sih yang ada di otak gue waktu itu?"

But then again, I will thank my old self big time.

For having such willingness to write every details of those times.

And let the now me to enjoy, relive, re-imagine, feel it all over again.

So that's my blog is all for

P.S. : Happy birthday, Lifetime Journal :)

Cause I Rap With The Best, For Sure

Let's talk about hobbies. Well, I like singing. Discreetly. Like inside the bedroom, inside the bathroom, inside my heart, or among the crowds, but when nobody sees me tho. After all, I sing for myself.

And talk about singing. You know I like Pitbull. And Nicki Minaj. And Jason Mraz. And Black Eyed Peas. See the things in common from those singers?

Yes, they mastered wordplays. They rap.

Now talk about rapping. I like rapping. I do rap, sometimes. Well, most of my times. Especially in Pitbull's songs. In each and every single song of his, there's always the rap verse. And I can do that, some of that. Actually, I'm a shy bird and showing-off-not-of-a-kind guy. But when it comes to Pitbull's raps, I can't help but sing along.

Some of my friends noticed my rap skill. One of them even suggested me to develop my own YouTube channel of my own rap covers. Well that wasn't a bad idea. In fact, I've been thinking to do that.

It's not because I want to be famous, oh Lord, no way! I'll earn my fame in my own way. It's more like to, you know, distribute this uncontrollable desire of rapping somewhere decent. Also for me later on my old days, to remind the old me that when he was younger, he could do such cool raps.

Well, what do you think guys?

Geez no, ain't talking to you.

I was asking them instead.

Here are the links for Jason's, Nicki's, Pitbull's and BEP's pics

Well,

I do like singing.

After all, I sing for myself.

But for rapping, I can consider go public.

Haha who cares what others think.

Uncle Pitbull once said in one of his songs,

"It's my life,

Imma do what I do.

And if you don't like it

It's cool, f*ck you" :)

After All, You'll Always Be My Second Home

Yang namanya semester tua itu biasanya jumlah mata kuliah yang diambil makin sedikit. Semester ini gue udah semester 6. Semester genap terakhir sebelum gue lulus. Semester tua.

Jadilah gue cuma kuliah 7 mata kuliah, 3 hari. 3 hari...

"Sudah saatnya gue keluar dari kosan."

Kuliah cuma 3 hari, 4 hari sisanya libur. Gamungkin gue gak pulang ke Gading. Ya... Batin tidak bisa dibohongi. Tekad gue bulat untuk pulang ke pangkuan ayah ibu di rumah. Sudah saatnya gue keluar dari kosan.

Hhhh, kosan itu. Kamar sepetak yang adem, tapi akhir akhir ini sumpek dan pengap. Rumah pewe yang tadinya jalanan di sekitarnya tentram nan damai macem di kampung, tapi sekarang udah dipenuhin proyek ini itu yang gajelas. Emang semesta mendukung gue keluar dari kosan.

Tapi gak semudah itusih keluar. Bukan cuma karena ribet barang barangnya yang banyak aja, tapi karena kenangannya yang, aduh, ngaco deh haha. Kenangan dengan diri sendiri, lebih tepatnya -mengingat tetangga tetangga kosan gue sangat misterius dan aneh bikin gue gamau gaul sama mereka.

I don't know why, I feel like I grew a lot more mature and learned a lot more lesson along my stay at that freakin room. I tasted a piece of real life and managed to understand people more. But on top of all, I explored so much more about myself, after that room gave me all those lectures.

Lectures of warmth, joy, laughter, tear, shelter, survival, intrigue, protection.

Ahh, selamat tinggal, kamar laknat ku.
Semoga penghuni mu selanjutnya lebih baik daripada diriku.

Lebih sering ngebersihin dirimu -gak cuma satu semester dua kali, lebih beradab kalo lagi nginep -gak suka telanjang bulet, lebih tenang dan anteng -gak suka nyanyi nyanyi di depan kaca dan neriakin cewek cewek seberang kosan kalo mereka udah mulai ribut, dan yang paling penting, jauh lebih setia -gak ditinggal seminggu tiga hari :')

It was so hard to say goodbye to you yesterday, I admit it.

So my boarding house...

The place where I grew at,

The place where I screw with,

Thank you :)

Scrubs Hopes Up A Little Shine

It's always been my habit when I watch back-to-back episodes of a TV series, then I started to like the show and couldn't seem to control this hunger of watching. It first happened long ago when I watched Cougar Town.

And it happened again after I watched Scrubs.

http://hdwpapers.com/tv_scrubs_wallpaper-wallpapers.html

I didn't realize that until I stared at the show for four episodes in a row, four days in a row. Until I began to idolize John Dorian. Oh, sorry, Zach Braff.

See in Scrubs, he plays J.D. quiet fun. That quirky personality, that day-dreaming habit he's got, and that endless narration voices in his head, I'm picturing myself when I see him. Well you know I'm not a doctor and I'm not publicly shown for my quirky side but aside of that, he's just so me!

Now... It's always been my other habit. When I see some familiar celebrity faces on TV, then pops in my head about where these celebrities had appeared before, that I end up browsing IMDb and there fulfilled all my wonders. I did that to Braff.

Before finally I realized, and narrate to myself...

I knew I had ever heard his voice somewhere before.

And yes I had. In Chicken Little. As Chicken Little himself. Itself. Himself!

Damn it's always been my other, other habit. To envy voice actors whose lives are fun enough even without have to voice cast. You know like Tom Kenny possesses Spongebob Squarepants. Like Tom Hanks owns Sheriff Woody. And Tom Kane wields Darwin the Chimp. I've always been into voice casting!

Now that the Z.B. guy plays the role I'm thinking as similar to me to,

And he fills a character from the industry I'm forever in love with,

And better yet, on top of all, he's a voice actor as well...

I'm officially a fan of Zach Braff.

Little's picture is from here, while Braff's from here

It's always been my habit.

To idolize people with odd reasons.

Well there's no harm in day dreaming, tho.

Because the end is still far from near

Kimchi Fever: Re-Attack!!

Wabah Korea udah gabisa dipungkiri lagi. Inget taun lalu? Pas temen-temen gue satu per satu tumbang dan mengalah pada kenyataan sehingga mereka jadi pengikut setia perKoreaan itu?

Pun gue hampir terjebak. Kepincut sebuah lagu dari salah satu girlband mereka. Untungnya cuma satu lagu itu doang selama setahun. Gak ada yang lain. Walopun jujur nih ya, efeknya sampe sekarang masih kerasa. Gue masih suka banget sama lagu itu.

Setahun kemudian, gue yang innocent ini lagi bolak balik MTV sama [V] Channel. Tiba-tiba di layar muncul video clip yang entah kenapa, padahal gue tau itu Korea banget, tapi gue kayak membatu aja gitu.

Lima menit kemudian gue membatin.

"Yak, gue harus masukin lagu ini ke iPod."

Meskipun resikonya adalah, gue harus ekstra ketat ngejaga supaya lagu itu gak ditemuin siapa-siapa. Karena kali ini, mereka bukan Wonder Girls. Bahkan, mereka bukan girlband.

Tapi ini.

http://www.gannsdeen.com/2012/04/03/shinee-sherlock/

Gimana nih. SHINee kawan kawan :'(
Mau sedenial apapun gue sama boyband itu, tapi satu lagunya ini keplay terus di otak gue.

Kejadiannya serupa "Beauty And The Beat" nya Justin Bieber. Gue suka karena ada cerita dibalik lagunya PLUS, disitu ada Nicki Minaj. Aside from that, I still hate that annoying dumb blondie male.

Tapi mau gimana lagi dong?! Emang si "Sherlock" ini dari sononya keren! Audionya aja catchy banget. Mistis mistis kocak gitu. Tapi paling pol sih ya koreonya... Cool abizzz pake z. Kalo gue dancer gue udah khatam kali tuh.

Yahh sudahlah, mengalah saja...

Asal tolong camkan satu hal nih ya. Gue cuma suka lagu sama koreonya. Pun kalo yang nyanyiin itu si JB kek, One Direction kek, Taylor Swift kek, Kristen Stewart kek, siapapun lah oknum di dunia ini yang gue benci, gue pasti bakal tetep kepincut sama lagunya.

Well...

This is beyond my logical thinking, feels like am hypnotized.

What the hell did these Korean people use for their music??

Oh I'm curious...

50 Ways to Say I Love The Song

I heard the song, for the first time, like months ago.
It was so catchy, with Latino sombrero-ish genre.
Overall, audio wise, I fell in love with the song.

But things changed after I browsed the lyric.
I was no longer in love with the song.
I wanted to marry the song.

Never thought that it's that amusing!
While singing, I'm imagining how the scene could be.
Only powerful songs could ever make me do that.

And the next I knew, I've made these already.

Damn, Train, you guys are geniuses.
Come to me now, and I'll teach you guys
How to lie in 50 ways

Buzz Off, You Jealous Creatures

I like Pitbull. A lot.

And people are against him, somehow.

I tried not to bother about that.

Until lately, one of my other idols is disturbed.

Her name is Nicki.

http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/nicki-minaj/images/21989156/title/super-bass-screencap

She's actually cool. She rapped like a pro. Her voice is not that bad, at all. And she's amusing as well! Although yea, I must agree, she's annoying. Her outfit, her eyes. But who cares, I like her!

Times ago, she was chosen as one of American Idol's new judges, came along with Mariah Carey -one of most beautiful lady I ever adored. I know, I know, compared to the diva, Nicki's just so so. But to be a judge of the talent show, guys, there's no harm in it!

She's got the skill. She's pretty unique to measure whether others' uniqueness are unique enough to be sold or not. She's a star, after all, that putting her on the show, could raise the attractiveness.

It's not the fact that Nicki's appearance on the judge's seat that bugged you, people.

It's the fact that you're not Nicki, that disturbed you and had you insulting her.

Think again :)

Finest Sick I Ever Suffered

Once, there are two fictional super annoying characters named Monica Geller and Sheldon Cooper. She's from F.R.I.E.N.D.S. and he's from The Big Bang Theory. Although they are irritating, most likely to be hated or something, I uh, find them attractive.

Picture of hers was obtained from here, while his was from here

Why? Because they're my people.

So there are times when I want everything is right in order. Where all things are placed, structured and organized in where they are supposed to be. When every single detail, or how those details work, is uniformed well.

This, is what people call as an Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. 

Yes, it's an illness, actually, but it's not something that might kill you.

Those two guys I mentioned earlier are exactly the same, as me. Sheldon can't stand seeing untidy rooms, and brains, that work different from his way of thinking. While Monica... Monica, ahh she's the master of OCD I must refer her as the goddess of this.

Me? Pretty much the same. Like how this blog works, for example. Ah well it's all under the rule of this OCD thingy. And there are some other things!

I don't like seeing my room messy -just don't like, but sometimes I'm too lazy to clean that up so I have to suffer a massive OCD attack each and every day. Also I have to order my money in my wallet from the smallest to the biggest nominal, with those heroes faces out. Then I always rename contacts my friends saved on my phone, to similize the pattern as any other contacts inside. I can't even stop thinking why Agumon and Gabumon did Digivolve up to the Mega Level while the others stuck only at Ultimate! It bugged my childhood a lot!

Weird, eh? For us, everything has to be perfect.

Like last night. When I went to Sushi Groove. I ordered Mayo Dream Roll and Twisted Chicken Karaage. Long after, it was down to two bites; one chicken and one roll. Well, since I wanted the best for my dining experience, it took me long enough to decide which one to be eaten first, and which one could be the best closure of my meal.

The pain didn't end, yet. When the bill came up and my credit card handled it all, the waiter told me that actually I could use their student promo to obtain like 15% discounts. What. The. Hell. Why didn't you tell me earlier, I cursed her down inside myself. Up 'till now I'm typing this word, I still can't stop thinking of how happy I could be if I paid those meals less.

It's not because I'm cheap,

Not even because I'm stingy,

It's all because subconsciously,

I want everything works perfectly

Call For 90s Kids, Come In 90s Kids!

You remember back then, when MTV used to air lots and lots of music videos? Yea well honestly I didn't, because on that time I was still too young. But what I heard from some people, MTV rocked each of their days.

Today, they play less high quality music for some stupid, non-sense uninteresting TV shows instead. And kids our age started complaining. Said that they--well, WE, missed the old MTV.

Yea? You agree uh? Well, let's try to stop whining. Why, because MTV starts counter-attacking us and blame us 90s kids as the main villain of what we've been moaning about.

You better see this.

Sounds silly, eh? But let's sit back and think about what Mr Destiny said on that video. And be honest to all of us. Subconsciously, after seeing that clip, you know you're a part of MTV's decreasing number of music video. Right?

So maybe, once again we need to stop complaining.
Although, well, that's not what I'm concerned about, actually.

"Admit it. You're getting older. You're afraid. Soon, you'll be totally irrelevant to pop culture. Face down."

-- Michael Destiny

That, is it

Video source: here

Spot The Difference

On the previous post, when I was about to describe how Chaka Khan performed the night I attended The Hitman concert, I said that I was gonna talk about it next. And I guess now it is.

So yea I happened to see her -and even heard her name- for the first time there, by the concert. Never before, never ever. She looked so energetic, fired up and all psyched. Speaking of appearance, she's sort of small, height-wise. But she's brave, you know like, "all out" if you know what I mean.

Here, here, take a deeper look at her.

http://www.kalamu.com/bol/2007/09/02/chaka-khan-%E2%80%9Csign-%E2%80%98o%E2%80%99-the-times%E2%80%9D/

What do you think, huh? Similar to someone?

Yea. Yea, I guess so; similar. To her.

It's hers. I got this from her own twitter

Speak no more! They might be mother and daughter, I thought. The first time Chaka came to the stage, I couldn't help but calming myself and tried to stop me from matching her with Nicki Minaj!

And their performance, Lord, so identical! So passionate, so powerful, danceful, loud and, don't forget, seductive. You can even see some curves here, there and everywhere, if you know what I mean.

About voices, well Chaka's was unbelievable. My friend even joked that she could create high pitched voice with no effort seemed. Nicki's not as marvelous as hers, but I like her raps. I like her, as a matter of fact. Although my girlfriends think that she's slutty and disgusting, I don't know, I still find her attractive. In a humor way, anyway.

Overall they're so, so each other. The appearance, the outfit, the gesture, the extra show, if you know what I mean, are kinda twin-like.

Chaka's portrait's from here, Nicki's from here

But yea telling this won't make you just agree with me straight away.

You got to see how each of them perform on stage.

Then you'll know what I mean

If Only, If Only...

Here's the deal.

"All these things in this post, let's say I'm sharing it hypothetically.

So Dad -if you're reading this- please remain calm."

You remember one day, I thought when I grow older I'd love to pet a cat. Yea. Uhuh. Okay well now I don't think it's gonna work. As time went by, I learned quiet well about myself and I know I'm a lazy ass guy.

Owning a cat will make my life... you know, we both will just sit together, eat chips and watch some lame cartoon all weekend long. We'll grow older and spend our last times in front of the TV--Shoot, stop! That's, when I realize I'm not a cat person.

So yeah -here comes the part where I'm sure my dad's gonna freak out reading this- a dog will do. Dogs are active, fun, and protective. They'll bite my un-movable ass and force me to walk him down by the apartment park. They'll howl at me, try to wake me up and force my vulnerable feet to take him down to the jogging track. See, my life would be much healthier with a dog by my side.

But then I thought to myself, what kind of dog? A big one will cost me hell and effort because I gotta be wiping all his spits and poops. So then a small one it is. But still... What kind?

Okay you know how teenagers nowadays love to stalk others through the social media. In Bahasa we call that 'ngepo', from the word 'kepo' or 'kaypoh' in Singaporean. So yea basically we now have needs to ngepo somebody else.

I happened to stalk many people of BBDO Agency. Ya you know, they work for BCA and I happened to meet some of them. While doing the ritual, I found someone who has this adorable dog.

It's a Schnauzer. And I fell into a sudden love seeing him for the first time.

http://www.wallcoo.net/animal/Pet-Miniature-Schnauzer/wallpapers/1024x768/Miniature-Schnauzer-puppy-photo-83470_wallcoo.com.html

See? Geez look at his innocent face, and those spineless eyes... Who could say no to him? I may spend more money on him than on myself.

And his cute, crushable little figure... I can keep him inside my backpack and go inside places where pets are not allowed. Yea I'm sure I can't stand even one minute without him. Cause you know, I'll be attached to him real quick.

Then he'll be switching the role of my alarm. Every morning he'll jump to my bed, bark by me and weakly pull my blanket to wake me up. I'll stay in bed but once he starts his desperate yelp, I give in tho.

Ooo can't wait to have my own place to live. Can't wait to see a tiny four legged creature wander around my living room. Can't wait to show him to my friends and they'll all be like, "Aww what a cute dog! Can I hold him?" or "Aww you guys look marvelous together!"

Yea time flies, I get it. Maybe the next thing I know I'll be having like tons of them, breeding like uncontrollable beasts. Or maybe I'll only have one because he'll be loyal enough to walk me down my days? Well I can't tell.

What I know now is,
This post is just hypothetical

When The World's Against You

I assume that you all know 9GAG. Yes, that global boredom killer website that when you're browsing that, you'll be feeling like enjoying your own story of your life.

Cause it talks so much about the golden age of 90s.

Cause it tells you your daily facts that you're barely aware of.

Cause it hates so much about Justin Bieber and all those Twilight saga.

Then it makes you feel like the whole universe is on your side. You bookmarked it on your desktop, and installed the app inside your smartphone. Your life is all about the web.

Until finally, you realized that one of your idol was started to be made fun of on that site. The role model you've been idolized lately, and you're still so in love with.

Yes, 9GAG hates Pitbull.

http://9llo89.wordpress.com/2012/02/09/spazio-musica-del-9-febbraio-2012-no-pitbull-no-party/

This can not be.

Everybody knows how much I love that Cuban man. Everybody knows how effort-ful my story was when that Mr Worldwide thing came here to Jakarta. Everybody knows how uncomfortable I am when I found out that my juniors' dancing group's catchphrase is 'Dale!'

And now that the part of my life is confronting my idol,

All I can do is preparing for some counterattacks.

Pitbull's not that bad. Pitbull's not ruining everybody else's songs by get featured with. Pitbull's not violating the music industry by mixing English and Latino.

It's not the fact that Pitbull's appearance is almost everywhere that bugged you, 9GAGers.

It's the fact that you're not Pitbull, that disturbed you and had you insulting him.

Think again :)