Apaan Nih?!

Tadi pagi... aku iseng baca entry lama blog ini. Salah satu yang berkesan itu pas baca cerita Kei dan Mayo. Heran sendiri kenapa mimpi bisa jadi se-vivid itu. Memang udah beberapa minggu terakhir ini kalau tidur gak pernah mimpi... mungkin karena kecapean atau terlalu serius ngutak-ngatik materi. Jadi ya... ku pikir aku yang sekarang tak seimajinatif jaman dulu. Sudahlah... terima saja karena memang masa depanku tidak sepenuhnya terkait seni rupa.
*ketawa miris*

Time Flies

Conflict is needed in order to change for good. Whether you struggle with yourself or with others, make sure to have proper conflict management. There is something called 'retreat' but please do not run away from impending problems.

This message is brought to you by... Penjenjangan.

Happy Day

Like I said before, July 9th is my birthday.
I've never mentioned it to college friends, so...
yesterday went by relatively in peace.
That, until Made shook my hand and calmly said
"It's your birthday, isn't it?"
Everyone around us stopped their activity.

Then, all hell broke loose.
Hand shakes, annual wishes, birthday songs,
teasings, free foods, modified chants, uproar.

For someone who always had a birthday in holiday,
this is a very surprising event. (an understatement)
Well yesterday we supposed to be in holiday too.
But assignment made us flock together for a long time.

We had to take pictures in places, so
100~ individuals traveled from campus to 6 spots in Bandung.
Ganesha Park to Dago Street to vacant lot below Pasupati
to railway station to Monumen Perjuangan to basecamp.
It was a refreshing trip...
No one put anyone in whachamacallit groups.
We were just having fun as one force called Baruna.

It was nice to be reminded that you're part of something.

Haha, I thought they just went along with Ayya's suggestion
to cheer and make commotion in public places =w=
But in afternoon Levi noticed me retreating.
"Be careful on your trip, birthday girl," he smiled
Huh, he regarded me.
Not only one moment kick?
Araaa... thank you everyone.
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Early today, I found something in my bag.

What is this, a black mail? =))

oooh intimidating heart marks

Let's see what is this all about...

"Assume this is you and the chocolate.

I'm not sure whether (the chocolate) will be eaten or not after you see this picture.

[skip] ...sorry the paper is torn and wasn't cut properly.

I am not in good term with scissor."

Oh, this is from Lina...

A friend who can cut expertly with cutter blade, 

but cannot do the most simple task by scissor.

(seriously, 3 hand cuts for piercing a hole through infraboard?!)

What is she talking about, anywa—

OH MY GOD I CANT BREATH

Nine

Realization just dawned upon me.
What's wrong with that number?!

Nine advices before he fell bed ridden.
Nine days in hospital.
He even counted down so.

Nine is first day of Ramadhan.
Nine is my birthday.
...That's why he gave me money, instead of
say, my mom who tended him day and night.

My grandpa... despite his age, he was always coherent.
"Don't go without telling anyone, I am worried."
He cried knowing I ran away, rebelling.
"Please forgive your parents."
He gave me a glass of water after my surgery.
"Always remember God."
He patted my head, breaking the hard time I was going through.

He was the one who gave me advices
when others preferred yelling at me.

He was the one who appreciated my hard work,
despite how mediocre the result was.

He was the one who took me for a walk
while everyone scrambled in bustling days

Dangit Sis, why didn't you go home?
His last request was taking family photo.

Tides

Really need to install Photoshop and tablet driver thing.
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In discussion about welcoming graduates, Baruna (Architecture 2012) was choosing concept from 3 alternatives:
A. traditional game;
B. local heroes fighting evil;
C. Ibu Pertiwi chasing away bad effect of globalization
A was scratched by vote, B was sacrificed in discussion, and C was sacrificed too not long after. So the winner is…?
“Local heroes saving Ibu Pertiwi from bad effect of globalization”
… just call it BC okay.

The next discussion is quite gruesome.
How are we going to carry out this theme?
“Can we just do theme BC with the fighting emphasis? We don’t need lot of symbolization in 5 minute show.”
“NO!” “Symbolization is what makes it different.”
Ah, they rejected my suggestion flatly… see? I’m not capable of this. 
Then suddenly theme D emerged!
“Searching Ibu Pertiwi in contest, how about that?”
“It’s not feasible,” “Too complex,” “We can’t insert dances there.”
 *tuned out discussion, thinking hard*

“…actually, we can do theme D.”
“How?”
*explaining with pace racing with memory deletion*
“Sorry, I don’t get it,” “Yeah, me too,”
“It needs spoken narration, we can’t have that.”
“We can tell the audience by gestures!”
“Are you sure it can be delivered?” “It’s still complex.”
“No,” I MEAN YES, I HATE YOU ANXIETY 
“…Never mind that, return to previous discussion please.” 
Then, I noticed that the discussion was hovering around the fighting theme.
DANGIT I am so done with discussion!

I felt someone poke my shoulder.
“Hey hey Nunu. I think there are too much people in this discussion. Maybe we should working on chants in procession?”
It led to most unexpected thing ever:
Ayya, Maya, Lina and I singing Minky Momo’s theme, to LoonyToon’s theme, to Wiro Sableng’s theme. For your information, this group was never found together before.

I guess become more talkative has its profit.