Friday, February 11, 2011

Random Friday

Hallo!

Besok rani dan teman-teman tes. Agak nggak ngerti juga, mungkin karena kebiasaan banget gitu ya ngerjain soal dan ulangan dan TO dan seleksi jadi udah nggak kerasa apa-apa lagi besok mau ada apapun nggak ada bedanya sama hari-hari biasa. Entah ini atau rani mau gila, mungkin juga ini memang yang dialami orang pada umumnya ya: Bosen. Kalo dipikir-pikir sekarang belajar pun rasanya menjemukan, padahal yang nggak ngerti juga masih banyak. Semangat rani juga nggak tau ketinggalan di mana, di laci meja rani cuma ketemu buku absen kelas. Terus kan tema BT kelas rani ternyata mirip gitu kan sama aksel, udah settle sih jadinya kaya gimana, tapi sebenernya rani kecewa juga soalnya pihak lain nggak berusaha buat mengurangi syarat mereka padahal kelas rani udah sengaja ngilangin supaya ada pembedanya. Hah, yaudahlah nggak papa juga, kecil amat masa yang kayak gini pake pusing. Terus ada yang seru banget deh hari ini. rani dibeliin es krim. Dua. Jadi rani dibeliin dua es krim dari dua orang yang berbeda. rani nggak nyangka rani dapet es krim beneran padahal. Terus rani dibeliin minum. Sama orang yang beda lain. Mereka keren! Orang-orang dermawan yang semoga aja masuk surga terus hidupnya bahagia dunia akhirat.

Oh ya, terus kemarin rani mimpi les terus ada banyak orang mau nikah, nikahnya sama macem-macem terus ada yang mau nikah sama kucing; perempuan terus mau nikah sama kucing (yang kayaknya sih cowok, nggak ngecek juga sih), lucu banget kucingnya warnanya abu-abu gitu tapi ternyata di kepalanya ada ulat bulu. Tadi sore pas pulang sekolah dikasih liat guru rani tanaman kering gitu kan, itu mirip banget sama ulat bulu yang diatas kepala kucing di mimpi rani. Lucu kan. Ternyata yang rani pikir ulat bulu diatas kepala kucing itu tanaman kering di depan kelas rani.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Saturday Fun

I met a lovely person today. A lovely kid. A lovely.. baby. She's 7 months of age. And a real belle. Met her at the cinema. I'm not a really kid person, but she took my heart away. It seems that she likes me too!

I didn't get a chance to take her picture. And I regret it so. She's lovely. My. I want a baby like her! She's so cute I want to eat her alive. Aaaaaaa.

Oh yeah, her name's Ashley.

Oh, and I watched The Green Hornet today. Entertaining and pretty funny (in a way), but not that fabulous because as far as I care; Jay Chou made it awesome, but the protagonist burn it all to dust. I mean, one good thing about this person is.. he has a lot of money (and it's actually his father's). Oh, and he has an awesome sidekick. Which makes it two but that's because I'm nice. So I take my words back. The Green Hornet rocks, because Jay Chou stole the spotlight. Even though he need more practice in speaking English. Still, I'm glad I watched this. I missed Jay Chou. His appearance in the movie and my lovely meeting with Ashley made my day.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Mature Content

I know being 17 and all; I should probably, have matured. Have I? Arguable. But I know that there's this thought (some what cocky) that I'm more mature that most of teens my age... and of course, it's just a thought. "I may not act like one but I think to some extent I can considered myself as mature" or so I thought. (As if)

To be honest, I think 'I've matured!' feeling is kind of normal for teenagers since, well, they are teenagers (like duh) and you know how teenagers like. They're weird! Really! But I'm sure that every single teenager in this world had had this thought. Or feeling. Whatever it should be. Like,I'm old enough for this thing! or I know what I'm doing! or I've grown up, stop asking me where I went or some sort. And for my case, it goes when I realize that somewhere out there, there are 17 years old teenagers bullying their friends, showing off expensive gadgets after whining for some time to their parents, talking so rude because of differences in opinion or race or religion, making things up to be popular, drinking and smoking to be cool... while I don't. Well, I don't really understand how's that make me mature, but.. I just feel like it when I think about that. I mean, can't people see how nasty those things are when they were shown in sinetron? Or teenage dramas? Still doing it while knowing how useless and corny those things are is what I considered as immature, if not plain stupid.

So, after this thought craved in my mind for some time, I have a conversation with a friend. And the result is.. I realized that I can't handle immaturity pretty well. I'm the kind of person that probably won't shut up if I was coincidentally engaged in some heated argument over something silly. I probably will slap a kid in his/her face for being rude, or kick them back if they kick me (which I did, some time in my younger years, and that is not.. so long ago). There's so many other examples I would like to point but can't due to lack of memory. So to make long story short, let's just say that.. when people actually did those things I had mentioned above (those sinetron thing) I just.. I don't know how to deal with those, I guess. And as I said to my friend, I guess the fact that I can't handle immaturity proves my own immaturity. So much for being mature, haha. I can't even tell when to stop talking or when to pinch a kid.

Like I said. Now that I'm 17 and all, I should probably have matured. But I guess I haven't yet, and I'm fine with it. But still, I think I become more and more mature after each day passed, so if until this moment it is not something considered as maturity by society I couldn't careless; I am growing up, and I can cope with the thought of being mature later on.

Besides, being immature is not bad. In fact, it's kinda cuddly, like pillows. (?)


Thank heaven for little girls
for little girls get bigger every day!
Thank heaven for little girls
they grow up in the most delightful way!
— Gigi, Opening Song

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Why so rude?

People have both bad side and good side, we all know that. But to say a person is good or a person is bad.. I think it's not determined by what they have inside their heart. So I think it's not quite right if someone said "You're such a nice person!" Because they aren't; what's nice is their action, not the person literally. So I conclude that, people are bad or good--rude or nice--based on their action. Whether it's sincere or not.

Kinda confusing right? Let me get you some example.

"I hate you because you're annoying but I smiled and greeted you like everybody else because I'm nice." is still what I called a good person.

I don't agree with people who says that these kinds of quality are hypocritical, because it's not. It shows that they don't let their personal opinion affect on how they treat other people. It shows that they're fully aware about their feelings and thoughts and they can control it so people don't need to be bothered by it. It turns to be hypocritical when this person said: "No, I'm being nice because I like you." when they don't. And to be honest, I think most people (or most people I have come across.. or some sort) are nice because they think that it's just natural to do so. That it's an obligation, bound by morals and norms; or maybe because that it's what their parents or bosses told them to.

At the same time, there are people who don't hold grudge or anger toward other people but still annoy them to death and there are people who love a person really bad, but treat them like a trash. Despite their feelings, they are what I called a bad people.

See? Being good or bad is not a matter of heart. That's why you also can't expect nice people to be pure and innocent, and you can't judge a rude people as despicable and immoral. This is a false assumption. Nice people can be rotten inside as much as a rude person can have gold for a heart.

And it leads to this: being a good or bad person is entirely your choice. You can't control what you're feeling or what you're thinking, but an action is something that mostly done with full conciousness, so you CAN be good. You can be nice. In fact, being nice is easy! What's hard is knowing what leads you to act nice; because anybody can be nice when they want to, but not all of them for a good reason. Of course, it applies too if you chose to be bad.

Still.

We can be nice! Why don't we?




Devil Orange: You should tell Cucumber his mother's a pickle!
Orange: (laughs) Good idea, Devil Orange!
Angel Orange: Oh, no, Orange, you can't tell him that!
Orange: I can't?
Angel Orange: No! You should ask Cucumber..."Why the long face?"
— The Annoying Orange, Cruel as a Cucumber

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Give up? Let go?

Hahai. There's this funny story. Remember what I said about being sick? And hospitalized? Apparently between those times NTU ADM emailed me to inform that the documents they needed had arrived but the CD was cracked and I have to send them again before 26 December 2010. I read the mail... some time in 2011. Can you imagine my reaction? Only a few gasp. After that I feel like: this is fate, man. This is technically not my fault (directly), or the postman's (they don't know there's a CD in there), or NTU's and I think maybe this is a sign or some kind. I told my mother and father, they say I should say something about my sickness and the fact that I was unable to go online at that time. But you know what? I hate excuses. I hate it when people (especially me) say that they can't do something they have to and blame it on circumstances. Okay, I don't really mind if people say that to me, but for me? It's unacceptable! I can imagine what they say: "You know what? That's your problem; what we need is the CD, and you can't give it to us in time, so be it. End of story."

My friends said so too. But they said something about NTU being nice and such, it lit my face a bit and I can't help hoping that I might have a chance. Might. So I wrote a reply: lalala I apologize due to some circumtances I was unable to check my email for several weeks lalala and such. I notice that there are some new mail for me as well, one of them is from one of my favourite children books author, P.K. Hallinan, about his new books. Guess what the title is?

"Try, Try Again!" He said: In my 66 years of life, one thing I have noticed is how important determination and persistence are for those people who want to succeed at something.

It was like a slap in a cheek. Or a punch in a jaw. Man. It really hit me. Bad. I think what I did back then (before replying the email) was an act of letting go; a genuine feeling, thinking that it was meant to be. But it wasn't letting go; it was giving up. There's a thin line between them. You let things go when those things are some thing that cannot be changed. Something about 'you already did your best', or 'I've tried but failed' or something about 'it's in a past and there's nothing we can do anymore'. In one side, you give up when you are too lazy to move forward, to persist, to give more effort. You think you can't do anything about it anymore, even before you try, and something along the lines. Hey, people give up some time in their life whether they realize it or not, surely you experienced it, right? You know what it means to give up. Hah, smartass, aren't I?

Back then I convinced myself that I did that because of my pride; that I won't beg for second chance; I won't use lame excuse to defend a fault; and it's my fault, I deal with it. But you know what? When you're trying too hard, you might as well miss the important part. I just realize that this so-called pride is a lame excuse itself: an excuse so I don't need to go through all the trouble to mail the cd once more; so I don't have to reply the email. Hahaha.

I think I can use the word irony for this case.


"Just cheer up, and never give up hope!"
-Never give up hope, Wakko's wish