pengen aja
Bisa tebak siapa yg lagu2nya gue jadiin jawaban? Should be very easy. Lucu juga bisa pada nyambung.
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1. Male or female?
Did I fool ya?
2. Describe yourself.
Only human
3. What do people feel when they’re around you?
Lucky 
4. How would you describe your previous relationship?
0% Interest [to talk about it]
5. Describe your current relationship.
Conversation with myself
6. Where would you want to be now?
Sleeping to Dream
7. How do you feel about love?
I’ll Do Anything
8. What’s your life like?
Remedy
9. What would you ask for if you had only one wish?
Live High
10. Say something wise.
Life is wonderful
mimpi
Ini mimpi as in bunga tidur lho ya…bukan mimpi yang cita-cita.
Entah kenapa hari ini gue lagi penasaran dengan mimpi. Soalnya tadi malem gue mimpi bagus banget…it’s like too good to be true, sebelum gue dibangunkan oleh alarm hp soalnya mau part time. Saking membekasnya sampe gue inget terus. Padahal biasanya gue lupa tentang mimpi-mimpi gue.
Nah karena mimpinya bagus itulah, gue jadi khawatir. Soalnya menurut gue, mimpi tuh kebalikan dari kenyataan (meskipun banyak orang yang sering deja vu). Kalo siangnya kita seneng banget, malemnya bakal dapet nightmare. Yah jadi dalam kasus mimpi bagus gue kemaren malem, brarti itu nggak bakal terjadi deh di dunia nyata.
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Jadi mikir juga apa sih sebenernya arti mimpi? Gue yakin segala sesuatu, seremeh apapun, happened for a reason. (Bahkan kan sering di Alkitab diceritakan orang bermimpi dan ada artinya). Seaneh apapun mimpi, pasti ada alesan dibaliknya. Mungkin kita sedang diperingatkan, mungkin kita sedang diingatkan, mungkin kita sedang dialihkan pikirannya…atau apalah.
Trus emang bener ya kalo kita mimpi berarti tidurnya lagi nggak pules? Soalnya kok rasanya kalo gue lagi capek bgt biasanya nggak mimpi. Begitu juga kalo lagi rada sakit dan dibawah pengaruh obat. Tapi pas banyak pikiran biasanya banyak mimpi.
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Katanya sih:
To dream that you are happy, may be a compensatory dream and is often a dream of the contrary. You may be trying to compensate for the sadness or stress in your waking life.
To dream of love of being in love, suggests intense feelings carried over from a waking relationship. It implies happiness and contentment with what you have and where you are in life. On the other hand, you may not be getting enough love in your daily life. We naturally long for the sense to belong and to be accepted.
To feel warmth in your dream, signifies contentment and satisfaction in your accomplishments. It also symbolizes hope and unconditional love.
ckckck kok jelek ya artinya…masa sih gw se despo itu 
another
Another suicide. Also from my school, EEE.
Oh my God. It’s not even a week yet.
Bahkan ketika semua orang masih mencari kebenaran.
Dan gue masih mempertanyakan where I stand. Apakah gue mempertanyakan kebenaran ataukah gue mau pasrah aja yang udah terjadi terjadilah.
Enough. Please, stop…
Kadang-kadang gue ngerasa happiness dan hoki itu dijatah. Untuk setiap kesenengan yang ekstrim, ada kesialan yang ekstrim. Kalo siang-siang kita hiperaktif dan seneng banget, kata orang nanti mimpi buruk. Ah enough lah. Kenyataannya kan nggak begitu. Gue cuma mau bilang setelah nonton Jason Mraz di hari kamis, hari jumat jadi cukup disaster buat gue.
Jadi hari Jumat itu dimulai dengan kuis math yang gagal. Well yes I could do better tapi emang unexpected sih. Kita kira yang ditanyain tuh teori yang trakhir-trakhir, pembuktian dan penerapan. Eh yang ditanya justru konsep dasar, tapi ditanya pengertiannya. Disuruh sketch curve segala. Mati deh. Agak lega setelah melihat temen-temen sekelas ribut ngomel-ngomel pas kuisnya kelar (jahat sih. but cannot help it).
Ya trus dilanjutkan dengan hari yang nggak begitu bagus. Mau balikin form ke SBS eh uda tutup jem 5.30pm. Lanjut proyektor buat PU nggak bisa nangkep signal dari laptop manapun. Yasudah. Batal deh pake slide yang gue bikin sepanjang hari ini (kemaren ga sempet gara-gara belajar buat kuis dan nonton konser). Yang temanya sampe gue kontemplasiin. Yang gue edit satu-satu backgroundnya di tengah-tengah hari. Yang bikin gue bawa Felix seharian ke kampus.
Sempet sebel sih. Tapi yaudahlah. Namanya juga pelayanan. Dan pelayanan ini bukan buat temen-temen. Ini buat Tuhan. Ya kalo Master nggak mau dilayani, hamba bisa apa?
PU kali ini juga contemplative banget. Bikin kita berpikir tentang kematian. Dan ketakutan akan kematian.
Pulangnya biefef night di lounge 60. Bahas banyak topik lah, as usual, tapi topik terakhir tuh masalah kamar. Rasanya lemes banget deh. Gimana NTU bisa expect kita kasi donation pas uda lulus kalo pas studi kita dimain-mainin masalah sebuah kebutuhan pokok? Serius deh. Masalah kamar ini bikin gila. Buat orang ansos kayak gue, ikut organisasi tuh bukan hal gampang. Ditambah sekarang posisinya harus makin tinggi demi dapet kamar. Sekarang ketika poin gue uda lumayan aman, mereka turunin distance point berdasarkan year of study, yang menurut gue nggak adil banget. Masa less priority buat final year? Dipikir FYP gampang ya? Tega-teganya mereka nggak dikasih kepastian. Trus gimana pula buat 3rd year yang internship di semester ganjil? Bener-bener gabisa diliat logisnya dimana.
Jadi sekarang distance point gue 8, ditambah ECA points 7 total 15. Padahal tahun kemaren 15 tuh cut-off point. Ditambah katanya hall cewek mau dikurangin soalnya cowok-cowok dragon batch baru masuk pasca NS. Lemes banget rasanya. Apa karena seharian gue juga rada bete?
I’ve had enough with homeless period. Please God, don’t make me experience one more…
(bahkan rasanya susaaaahhh banget buat ngomong “tapi biarlah kehendakMu yang jadi”)
his name is Jason Mraz
He’s a real entertainer.
He’s a true musician.
He’s a magnificent songwriter.
He’s sexy in his own way.
He tells his story when he sings.
He’s awesome.
His name is Jason Mraz.
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So yesterday I finally watched Jason Mraz’s concert in Singapore Indoor Stadium. It started with me forgot the ticket. Clumsy me. Luckily we were still in NTU. Next, we were late, and we couldn’t get a taxi in Kallang MRT, so we called (it costs us another S$3.50 ). Thankfully Singaporeans are not very punctual. At 8.05pm when we finally arrived, the concert has not yet started. Fiuhh
My seat was in section A06 row 11 seat 13 (see that light green spot?). A good seat, right? Especially after I stood up and moved forward through the whole concert 
Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
The concert started with The Dynamo of Volition and Geek in the Pink. Two quite popular songs among the Singaporeans, judging from their enthusiasm. Next was Waking Empty / Unfold, the songs which almost always been played in his concert (judging from his live albums) but not very familiar (I realized the title after the first chorus, although I recognize the melody from the start).
Continued with the upbeat You and I Both and the softer Sleeping to Dream .
Good day, sunlight. I’d like to say how truly bright you are
You don’t know me, but I know you. You’re my favorite star…
That was the opening lyric for Who Needs Shelter, my personal favorite of the day. I didn’t expect that he would sing this song, but I’m glad he did. This is a memorable song for me, because the title reminds me of the homeless period 
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Why I like this song among the others he sang yesterday? Well for me, in this song he really sang with his heart, it’s like telling as story to a friend, about his love for summer and the sun. Love it! 
Live high, live mighty, live righteously. Taking it easy…
The concert continued with 6 songs from his latest album “We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things”. Live High is the next song, which successfully lifted up the atmosphere again. Continued with Lucky (duet with a Singaporean singer which I didn’t know, but she has a good voice), Only Human, A Beautiful Mess, Make It Mine (yeayy! ), and of course, I’m Yours.
I’m looking for love this time
Sounding hopeful but it’s making me cry
Mr. Curiousity might not be a familiar song, even to me, although I’ve heard the song several times. In this song Mraz showed off his falsetto, which, really really great. Very solid and beautiful *applause*
The Remedy was the next song, continued with No Stopping Us, and Butterfly for the finale.
You’ve got it all…
It was the concert which worth everything (well although I was hoping that he’d play “Clockwatching”). This man totally enggaged with his band. This man could totally connected with the audiences. He could built up the atmosphere. He definitely entertained us, by placing his brass players from the band among the audiences in a song, by asking us to sing along, by giving spontaneous photographs, by his jokes, by his moves, by his sincerity to share his music.
The best S$148.20 I’ve spent. Thank you Mr. Mraz, hope you enjoyed Singapore and all the best for your concert in Jakarta
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photos are here
choosing my spec
Yesterday I received an email. A seminar invitation for 2nd year students to help us choosing our specialization. Well, all right, I said, no problem. I think I can attend the seminar.
But wait!
students are required to go to Studentlink and select their 2 third year elective choices by 15 March 2009 (5.30 pm)
Oh noes! I really have no idea. I was really panic. But thankfully we can change the choices later. Yeah but still, the time to decide is approaching…and I really really don’t know what to choose.
One thing I know is I can’t do programming. I just cannot talk to computers. About the others…well, no particular interests.
A friend said, just choose which ones I don’t want. Then eliminate them. Hmm that’s right. But, I’ve done that to choose my major. And just look at me, I don’t have passion for what I’m doing now. I don’t want to do that method again.
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Help me 
the day after
Langit berwajah suram sepanjang hari ini. Tak mampu ia menahan lagi. Sejak pagi ia menangis sesenggukan. Air matanya bercucuran.
Kami semua masih terpengaruh dengan kejadian kemarin. Terlebih para final year. Betapa sekumpulan anak Indo yang biasanya berisik sampai radius bermeter-meter sekarang diam membisu. Tak ada canda tawa. Tak ada celoteh ramai. Tak ada yang harus dikatakan. Semua tahu sama tahu apa yang sedang dipikirkan. Sapaan dilakukan dengan senyum sedih.
Pertanyaan berdatangan, ucapan simpati berhamburan. Terima kasih. Tapi saya bukan orang yang tepat untuk menjawab. Biarkanlah kebenaran terkuak pada saatnya. Untuk Janet, sori gue nggak bales wall-mu di facebook soalnya error.
Tadi ada wartawan dari new paper. Ternyata anak itu adalah ASEAN Scholar juga. Jadi menimbulkan kekhawatiran bahwa standar terlalu tinggi dsb dst. Mereka minta kontak anak 4th year EEE Indo (kalo bisa ASEAN juga), tapi untungnya tadi sudah menjelang mereka berangkat ke acara kremasi. Kalau gue jadi mereka, nggak mau deh ditanya-tanya soal ini.
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Satu hal yang bisa gue syukuri, yakni sikap orang luar terhadap kami, komunitas Indonesia. Gue sempet khawatir mereka bakal ngejudge kita atau gimanalah, apalagi given the fact gue Cina Indo. Tapi mereka bersikap seperti biasa. Di lab kemarin segalanya berjalan seperti minggu-minggu kemarin. Makasih buat lab partner gue yang nggak ngomel meskipun kemaren gue agak gabut dan banyak bengong pasca denger berita itu. Makasih buat orang-orang lain yang sadar ataupun nggak sadar, telah bikin gue tenang.
Satu hal yang gue sangat kecewa, yakni justru kelakuan media indo dan pendapat sinis beberapa orang Indo. Salah seorang senior yang sudah lulus menuliskan beberapa komentar yang dia temukan tentang kejadian ini. Sungguh memalukan. Nggak perlu ditulis lagi lah ya disini. Kalau ingin tahu, silahkan buka sebuah situs berita online Indo seconds-dot-kom dan lihat saja komentar orang-orang. Gue cuma melihat satu artikel sih, tapi udah nggak kuat. Sedih. Meskipun ada anak NTU yang berusaha mengklarifikasi, tapi tetap saja dikomentari negatif. Plis jangan komentar deh kalo nggak ngerti gimana rasanya hidup sebagai pelajar NTU di Singapura.
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Semoga besok akan menjadi hari yang lebih cerah.
shocked
If you don’t live in Singapore, maybe you haven’t read this.
And because of lab, I have to go pass the spot where he jumped and I saw the blood stains. Thankfully the body had been removed. Also thank God the professor is alive.
Hopefully I don’t have to do lab near that area again. At least in the near future.
First time I heard it, I freaked out. I wanted to move out from my school. But no, I won’t. I was just being silly.
My deepest condolences.
they said this week is recess week
Those who know me well should have known my addiction to facebook and this blog. So when I didn’t upload the photos on the day or forgot to write something here for a few days while I still have my unlimited free internet access, that only mean one thing. I’m busy.
So yes, this recess week is quite hectic for me. I don’t even have time (or energy) to write and complain about that. So all this week, I was having a training organized by ISCF, plus saman practices, plus a mentoring project on Saturday, and a deadline for ISCF bulletin. And of course, I have ruined my biological clock by watching those football matches. Wew. Good thing I don’t join the FOC. It can’t be busier than this.
The busiest time starts on Thursday evening. After the usual training, one of my biefef celebrated her birthday, so I went to her hall at midnight. Arrived in my room at 2am. Went to bed at about 3am. Woke up at 8.30am to practice saman at Nanyang House. After practice and had lunch, I quickly went back to my room because there would be an exam of the training and I hadn’t touch anything.
I only had about one hour before I had to leave. And so, after the exam, prayer meeting, and the final training session, it was already 10.30pm. I woke up the next day at 6.00am for the mentoring project (I’m a special project officer). During the project, I had a hard time to stay awake and concentrate. I was just so tired. I need a few hours more to sleep.
The mentoring project ended maybe about 1pm. Then I tried to make the layout for the bulletin. And before I knew it, the time’s up and I had to get ready for GAYA 2009, a play by Indonesian SMU students in Tanjong Pagar. It was a good show, and the two maincasts are just brilliant. And thank God they provided a bus to NTU after the show. Arrived at midnight, had some biefef talk, then went to sleep at 1.40am.
As usual, I woke up at 6.30am on Sundays for choir and mass. After those I finished my deadline, slept for 2 hours, then went to another friend’s birthday.
And here I am now, finally got a chance to write something. And I’m tired.
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