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Baru selesai ngedit terjemahan dokumen kantor mama. Karena nggak ada kerjaan, nulis ini aja deh ntuk para followers blog yang belum kenal saya dengan baik....

1. Nama: Rima Muryantina
2. Tempat Tanggal Lahir: Jakarta, 10 Oktober 1988
3. Sekolah: TK Aisyah Limau Jakarta, SD Muhammadiyah 5 Jakarta, SLTPN 11 Jakarta, SMAN 70 Jakarta, Universitas Indonesia (Sastra Inggris, skripsi linguistik), Australian National University (linguistics).
4. Riwayat pekerjaan: Pernah jadi guru, penerjemah, editor, copywriter, dosen, penulis, peneliti (linguis), data entry juga pernah. Intinya sih dari dulu smp sekarang kemampuannya kalau nggak yg berhubungan sm tulis2an ya ngajar bahasa.
5. Suka warna hijau dari lahir sampai sekarang.
6. Waktu kecil pernah menari balet dan cantik bagaikan Seohyun SNSD waktu pertama kali audisi untuk SM. Kemudian semua itu hancur ketika menginjak bangku SMP kelas 2. Karena begitu rakus dan tidak merawat diri, Allah mengambil kecantikanku. Fair enough.
7. Tidak bisa olahraga. Satu-satunya yang dapat membangkitkan nilai olahraga saat sekolah hanya senam lantai karena sebelumnya pernah balet. Waktu kuliah pernah mencoba aikido karena ingin bisa bela diri, tapi langsung menyerah. Sekarang lebih suka olahraga di rumah dengan alat2 yg dibeli mama dari TV Media atau sejenisnya. :)))
8. Meski tidak bisa olahraga, tapi suka nonton olahraga seperti sepakbola, bulutangkis, tenis, dan bela diri Jepang.
9. Makanan kesukaan puding, sate padang, dan makaroni. Makanan yang tidak disukai bawang goreng.
10. Minuman yang paling disukai Iced Lemon Tea. Minuman yang tidak disukai minuman2 yang memabukkan.
11. Hobi: menyampah di Timeline Twitter, reblogging di Tumblr, menulis, membaca, belajar bahasa, menonton film keluarga, berkebun, memelihara kucing, main catur, menggambar abstrak (atau lebih tepatnya corat-coret), memainkan dan menyuarakan boneka (dulu karena baca komik Puppet Show-nya Ayuko Omi pernah sempet pengen jadi ahli seni pertunjukan boneka -___-).
12. Hal yang disukai: Islam, internet, linguistik, arsitektur yang bagus, tanaman, hewan, psikologi, astronomi, sinematografi yang bagus.
13. Tempat yang disukai: Masjid, perpustakaan, rumah, supermarket dan department store yang isinya ibu2 (bukan anak muda).
14. Film yang disukai: Genre suka drama dan horor yang bisa ditonton keluarga (minim adegan porno). Aku suka Ordinary People, Kramer Vs. Kramer, Muhammad: The Messenger of God, Free Willy, Home Alone, My Girl, The Secret Garden, Lion King, Beauty and the Beast, The Cure, Sense and Sensibility, Life is Beautiful, The Legend of 1900, The Sixth Sense, The Lord of the Rings Trilogy, Harry Potter Series, Everything is Illuminated, Pride and Prejudice, The Woman in Black, Coraline, A Series of Unfortunate Events, dsb. Tidak suka film action. Sebenarnya suka Amelie karena sinematografinya bagus, tapi terlalu banyak adegan pornonya jadi dicoret dari list. Saya mau bertobat dari menonton film2 yang sedemikian.
15. Tipe pria idaman: Dulu musisi2 yang brewok dan gondrong kayak Alex Turner, Dhani Harrison, dan Yoriyos (Muhammad Islam, anaknya Yusuf Islam, vokalis Band Noxshi). Sekarang tipe pria idaman yang kaya raya dan penyayang binatang seperti Nabi Sulaiman alaihissalam. *makin jauh dari realita kehidupan*
16. Serial favorit saat ini Omar dan New Girl. Dulu suka Party of Five, Gilmore Girls, Everwood, Jewel in the Palace (Jang Geum), Oshin, Rindu2 Aisawa, Long Vacation, 1 Litre of Tears. Waktu tahun 90an pernah suka nonton sinetron dan telenovela.
17. Kartun favorit: Rurouni Kenshin. Tapi sekarang lebih milih nonton Spongebob Squarepants, Shaun the Sheep, Pingu, dan kartun2 untuk anak2 di B TV, Space Toon, dan Global TV.
18. Buku kesukaan: Al-Qur'an, buku2 linguistik, novel dan kumpulan cerpen Tolstoy dan Edgar Allan Poe, komik Mafalda dan karya2 Yoko Matsumoto.
19. Linguis favorit: Noam Chomsky, Anna Wierzbicka, William Labov
20. Cita2 yg tidak tercapai: Penemu, ahli astronomi, arsitek, balerina, detektif.
21. Cita2 yg sudah tercapai: Penulis, pengajar
22. Cita2 yg masih diperjuangkan: Menjadi penulis skenario acara anak2 di TV, kalau perlu bikin pertunjukan boneka, menulis buku untuk anak2.
23. Yang tidak pernah dicita2kan: Linguis/peneliti, penerjemah, copywriter.
24. Trivia lain tentang saya: Lebih suka mengajar anak2 daripada mahasiswa, masih memendam hasrat membuat acara televisi pertunjukan boneka tangan kayak Sesame Street atau Unyil di TV, ingin menggubah puisi-puisi buatan saya jadi lagu dan ingin bisa beatboxing meniru suara alat musik sehingga lebih aman bila ingin menciptakan lagu (saya tidak dapat menfatwakan musik itu haram/tidak karena keterbatasan saya sebagai manusia, tapi memang terlalu ketagihan musik tidak baik dan musik2 jaman sekarang lebih banyak mudharatnya). :(                                     

Jadi gue udah resmi resign dari kantor yang lama, tapi tetap menjalin hubungan baik dengan para rekan kerja. Dan hubungan gue dengan bokap juga udah membaik. Dia udah kembali normal. Terus hari ini juga ketemu nenek untuk meneliti tentang bahasa dan budaya Batak. Nenek gue (opung boru) jadi bahan penelitian gue. Hehehe. Penelitian ini bakal gue dedikasikan buat almarhum opung doli, kakek gue yang meninggal hampir 2 bulan yang lalu. Dan Alhamdulillah, hari ini Opung Boru juga lagi normal. Haha.

Lagi mati lampu. Ga ada kerjaan. Daripada ngomongin rekan kantor yg hobinya saing2an, mendingan list hal2 yang kusukai untuk membangkitkan mood. :D

1. Menulis
2. Bahasa/Linguistik
3. Menerjemahkan Annual Report dan Sustainability Report *gubraks*
4. Catur
5. Fotografi
6. Pemandangan alam
7. Arsitektur rumah yang bagus
8. Belajar
9. Boneka
10. Hewan
11. SNSD
12. Kosmetik yang halus (ga tebel)
13. Tas motif sederhana
14. Baju elegan tapi model sederhana
15. Emma Watson
16. Dakota Fanning
17. George Harrison
18. The Beatles
19. Michael Owen
20. Liverpool FC dan slogannya "You'll Never Walk Alone"
21. Julie Andrews
22. Mary Poppins
23. The Sound of Music
24. Ngapalin lagu2 dan dialog2 di film
25. Bulutangkis
26. Lari
27. Baca buku
28. Arctic Monkeys
29. Yoriyos
30. Mesut Oezil
31. Timnas Jerman
32. Tariq Ramadan
33. Cat Stevens
34. Astronomi
35. Laut
36. Antropologi
37. Arkeologi
38. National Geographic

and on and on....

If I'm gone when you wake up, please don't cry. If I'm gone when you wake up, it's not goodbye.
Hanson - With You in Your Dreams

Lilian Hutagalung bin Raja Hatuak Jambe Hutagalung meninggal pada hari Jumat, pukul 3 pagi tanggal 16 Maret 2012. Usianya 79 tahun.

Dia keturunan raja. Tapi tidak pernah meninggikan diri.
Dia orang terpandang di Sumatra Utara sana. Tapi dia tidak mendewakan budaya Batak. Hanya ingin menjadi Muslim.

Kalau solat, selalu di mesjid. Dia suka memelihara ayamnya. Dia tidak suka ribut-ribut. Dulu dia kepala sekolah. Waktu aku kecil, gambarku jelek sekali. Lalu dia ajari cara menggambar.

Dia mengajari kakakku matematika. Tapi dia tidak mengerti sejarah kontemporer. Dia tidak mengerti kenapa anak2 zaman sekarang harus diajari sejarah PKI yang belum tentu seperti itu. Dia bilang, "kami  saja tidak mengerti apa yang sebenarnya terjadi saat itu," ujarnya heran dengan keadaan dunia yang semakin aneh.

Banyak hal tidak normal yang terjadi dalam hidupku. Tapi beliau orang yang sangat normal. Aku senang pernah punya kakek yang sangat baik dan normal. Mungkin beliau akan malu kalau salah satu cucunya tidak normal, punya penyakit kejiwaan. Untung beliau tak pernah tahu. Haha.

Aku tidak menangis sampe saat kuantar beliau ke kubur sambil mengucap Subhanllahu wabihamdi. Aku merasa ada sesuatu yang sangat baik sedang ikut mengantar beliau sambil menyebut nama Allah swt.

Rest in Peace, grandfather. You're a prince by heart. Not by blood.

1. Harus nyelesain kerjaan kantor. Harus tetap semangat tapi tetap jaga kesehatan. Jangan terlalu ambisius kerjanya (karena ini juga masih belajar), tapi jangan merepotkan si Bapak dan si Ibu (Boss).
2. Udah diterima jadi anggota ALAA (Applied Linguistics Association of Australia), abstrak udah diterima untuk International Conference of Austronesian Linguistics (ICAL) dan bakal presentasi di Bali bulan Juli. Doakan saya yaaa semoga lancaaar. Untuk presentasi kali ini, aku mau ngebahas penggunaan kata "opung" dalam bahasa Batak pake pendekatan teori NSM. Tapi sebelumnya aku akan menjadikan nenekku sebagai bahan penelitian sekaligus memperbaiki tali silaturahmi dengan beliau. Selama ini gue kebanyakan suudzon sama doi. Hahaha.
3. Tahun ini nargetin ikut translation conference buat bahas penerjemahan laporan tahunan (karena ditunjang oleh pengalaman kerjaku). Dan yang jelas yg kutargetin lagi ya ALAA conference bulan Desember nanti yang diadain di Perth. Moga2 abstrakku diterima supaya ada alasan buat balik ke Australia. Hahaha.
4. Pengen belajar aikido dan fotografi. Fotografi bisa otodidak. Aikido nanti mau daftar di Bulungan. Biar tubuh sehat lah. Biar ada olahraganya. Tapi ini ntar aja kalau udah selesai deadline AR. Berarti pas bulan Mei.
5. Pengen belajar 1 bahasa lagi yang serius. Maunya sih mantepin Arab, Jepang, Jerman, atau belajar Mandarin mulai dari dasar. Tapi kalau nggak ada yang deket rumah, ya terpaksa ikut CCF lagi aja (yg paling deket rumah). huhuhu. Biarpun ga terlalu suka Perancis, tp at least pernah belajar. Jadi ga terlalu susah. Tapi ini juga ntar aja setelah deadine AR selesai.
6. Harus selesain edit buku mama pas bulan Apriiiil!!! AAAAAAAAAA!!!! *jedot2in pala ke tembok*
7. Bulan Maret nanti sempetin ke festival Agro di Kementrian Pertanian. Sekalian belajar gardening juga biar bisa budidaya tanaman2 yg bermanfaat di halaman rumah yg gersang.
8. Selesain baca buku2 oke dan mantepin main catur pake taktik yg serius biar menang lawan Papa. hahahaha.
9. Kalo ada waktu, mantepin nyetir mobil. Kalo nggak ya tahun depan aja. Toh gue demen naik 70. Anginnya kalo lg ngebut enak.

Banyak orang bertanya2 kenapa gue nerima kerjaan gue sekarang. Banyak yang berpikir, kalo gue S2 di ANU gue dapet kerjaan yg lebih baik. Banyak yg ga suka boss gue krn katanya kurang apresiasi ke pegawai, maksa org pulang malem, dsb. Baiklah... akan saya beritahu beberapa alasannya.

1. Boss gue yg sekarang pinter. Jauh lebih pinter daripada Pak Gde, just FYI. Dia lebih paham ekonomi, dia paham cara menulis yang baik (nggak cuma berita, tapi the whole annual report), dia entrepreneur yang hebat. Meskipun dari segi kebaikan dan kemurahan hati, Pak Gde masih the best lah. Bukan berarti Pak Gde nggak pinter. Only... this new boss is freaking genius. I mean it. Even though some of his employees hardly understand it. Gue bisa dapet ilmu banyak banget dari dia.

2. Pekerjaan ini gue dapet setelah adik2 di Muhammadiyah doain gue dapet kerjaan paling baik dan halal. Dan gue nggak pernah meragukan doa anak yatim.

3. Di pekerjaan ini, gue nggak ketemu sama orang2 FIB UI satu pun maupun org2 yg gue benci. Kalaupun ada orang UI, mereka baik2 aja sama gue. Alhamdulillah. Emang doa utama gue adalah dijauhkan dari orang2 yg... yah begitulah. LOL.

4. Gue suka nulis annual report. Kayak ada "manfaatnya" gitu. Menyampaikan keterbukaan perusahaan pada masyarakat. Membantu orang untuk jujur pada orang lain. Itu kan pekerjaan yang bagus. Dan gue nggak perlu berurusan dengan riba (kalau gue kerja di bank), nggak perlu berurusan dengan hal2 yg berhubungan dgn minuman keras, esek2, dan ngegosipin orang (kalo gue kerja di dunia entertainment. Bahkan mempromosikannya pun udah dosa, kan?), nggak ngebahas politik indonesia yang naudzubillah (kalo seandainya gue jd wartawan), dan nggak perlu bikin rubrik zodiak terus nipu anak2 muda (kalo gue kerja di majalah remaja). Yah, intinya gue diminta kerja paling halal, baik, manusiawi, menambah ilmu, bisa menjadi ibadah untuk di akhirat... Mungkin ini emang yg terbaik.

5. Banyak kosakata dan cara penerjemahan yang bisa dibahas pakai teori linguistik dari kegiatan gue sekarang. Mungkin nanti bisa jadi inspirasi buat ikut konfrensi translation. Translating annual report kan jarang dibahas. Mungkin bisa jadi ide buat disertasi S3 juga. Selain itu, juga menginspirasiku untuk belajar Islamic Finance. Karena setelah dipikir2... sistem ekonomi kita kyk didominasi kapitalis banget. Not that I'm saying that capitalist system is completely rubbish. There are some aspects of it, which are in accordance with Qur'an and Sunnah. Salah satunya adalah masalah keterbukaan melalui Annual Report ini. Kalo dagang mesti jujur. Setiap transaksi yang berhubungan dengan uang dan jual beli (barang dan jasa) harus dicatat. Dari jaman Nabi juga udah diperintahkan di Qur'an. Tapi balik ke Islamic Finance tadi. Aku tetap ingin belajar banyak tentang Islamic Finance. Tapi mulanya dengan belajar sistem kapitalis dulu. Nanti yang sesuai dgn Qur'an dan hadits dipertahankan. Yang nggak sesuai, dibuang. Dan aku mau belajar serius soal Islamic Finance ini. Mungkin cari beasiswa S2 lagi di Brunei, Malaysia, dan Australia. (kalau bisa sih di Aussie biar gue nikah sama F****)

Selebihnya, kalau soal gaji terlalu kecil utk S2... kadang gue mewajari susahnya bikin perusahaan baru.. Bokap nyokap gue dulu jg awal2 kesulitan nge-hire orang tinggi2. Dan kalau soal pulang malam, ya namanya juga perusahaan media... Masih mending ini Annual Report. Kalo majalah tiap bulan pulang pagi. Kalo koran tiap hari.

Yah, mungkin orientasi orang beda2. Kalau gue boss kyk gini, kantor kyk gini aja udah syukur Alhamdulillah. Mudah2an untuk seterusnya aku nggak ngehadepin masalah. Semoga aku bisa membantu kantorku, bukannya merepotkan. Amin.

Hari ini gue bersyukur banget dikasih temen2 yang baik. Meskipun cuma dikit, tapi setidaknya masih ada. Teman2 di kantor gue yang baru baik2 semua. Mudah2an seterusnya bisa langgeng. Jujur, gue tipe orang yg males banget ngelamar2 kerjaan baru lagi karena harus meyakinkan orang lagi, adaptasi lagi sm kerjaan dan lingkungan, mulai dari awal lg, jujur gue males. Kalo misal di kantor yang baru ini ga ada konflik2 yg menyebabkan gue terpaksa keluar, gue nggak mau keluar. Amin ya Robbal'alamiin.

Selain temen2 kantor gue yg baik, gue juga hari ini ketemu seorang temen SMA gue yang baik banget. Jadi kan ceritanya gue mau buka rekening di suatu bank syariah dalam rangka membersihkan harta gue nih. Sedikit demi sedikit gue mau pindahin uang dari bank konvensional ke bank syariah ini. Eh tahunya CS-nya adalah teman SMA gue yang baik hati. Gue jadi merasa aman deh nitip uang di sana (apa sih?). Haha. Emg kejadian simple sih. Tp serius, gue kalo berada di sekitar orang2 yg baik sama gue, hati gue jadi senang. Dan gue jarang ngerasa senang. Hahaha.

Nah, tapi salah satu temen baik gue lagi kena kabar yg nggak terlalu baik nih. Jadi dia udh hampir mendapatkan pekerjaan yg dia impi2kan. Tapi pas medical check up, ternyata dia suspect kena suatu penyakit. Mudah2an dia nggak apa2 ya. Dan sekalipun dia beneran sakit, mudah2an dia tetep dapet kerjaan yang dia mau ini. Dan sekaipun dia nggak dapet kerjaan ini, doakan saya supaya bisa tetap menghibur dia sebagai teman yang baik dan semoga Allah memberikan dia jalan karier yg terbaik buat dia, apapun itu. Yang penting halal. Amin.

Kalian yang punya teman2 baik juga saling mendoakan dengan teman kalian yaaa.... Teman itu anugerah dari Allah swt. :)

Heyhooo! Blog ini udah dibuka lagi karena Rima udah sembuh dari depresi. Hahaha.
Tadinya sempet dilock untuk pribadi karena takut Rima ngepost hal2 mengerikan selama masa depresi. Jadi dibuat blog lain di tumblr yg cuma reblog2 dan post2 pikiran2 random bin stress di sana supaya bisa ngontrol yg di sini hahaha. Nggak ngerti, kan? Yaudah deh. Panjang ceritanya.

Jadi intinya selama hampir 2 tahun terakhir gue tuh lg "sakit." Jadi kalo postingannya kyk org stress ya emg gitu lah adanya. DAAAAANNNN bagi yg belom pernah "sakit" atau "depresi" atau apapun jenisnya, bersyukur aja sm Allah swt. Bagi yang Islam, banyak2 solat, puasa, dzikir, sholawat, tadarus, zakat, naik haji jika mampu. Percaya lah ga ada yg omong kosong dari ritual2 itu. Semua ada maknanya. Kesemuanya itu dapat menyembuhkan jiwa yang sakit. Lebih ampuh daripada Ruqyah, panti rehabilitasi, maupun rumah sakit jiwa.

Dan gue memutuskan untuk balik aja lagi ke bahasa GAOEL Indonesia SECARA gue bosen banget setahun penuh ngomong Inggris melulu di negeri orang dan pas sekarang udh dapet kerjaan pun berkutatnya sama bahasa Inggris.

Jadi apa kabar gue selama setahun menghilang bertapa di negeri orang utk "menyembuhkan" penyakit gue dan memperbaiki hidup gue yang sempet lebih ancur dari lemari pakaian gue (nyebar aib)? Yang jelas setahun kemarin gue kuliah linguistik di Australian National University. Alhamdulillah, udah lulus.

Gue udh mulai mengikhlaskan cita2 gue jadi dosen yg ga bakal kejadian kalo UI keadaannya kayak gini terus (ya, dengan menyebarnya aib universitas gue itu dengan sendirinya di media massa, gue ga perlu jelasin kenapa sulit bgt bg gue utk ngajar di UI meski itu dulu cita2 gue). Tapi gue masih belom menyerah akan cita2 gue jadi linguis. Udh ngelamar jd peneliti ke beberapa universitas, dan entah kenapa ada aja masalahnya. Udh beres masalah yg satu, ga jadi klop krn masalah yg lain. Terus gue jg udh nyoba kirim proposal penelitian ke LIPI. tapi ternyata oh... ternyata... tak ada peluang CPNS 2012, padahal ada peneliti bahasa yg butuh asisten.

Sebenarnya kesempatan2 kerjaan jd linguis lebih banyak ditawarkan ANU. tapi ga gue coba sama sekali karena setelah semedi setahun kemarin, gue lebih memilih memperbaiki hubungan gue sm orang tua gue daripada tinggal di Canberra dan pindah kewarganegaraan kemudian nikah sama F****.

Ya. Sudahlah. Ortu gue lebih penting daripada Canberra dan cita2 gue dan lebih penting daripada F****.

Intinya gue suka banget kuliah di sana. Banyak banget belajar tentang kehidupan di sana. Gue berterima kasih banget dengan orang2 di sana yg baik2 sama gue. Dan meskipun gue udah lulus, mereka masih nawarin ikut konferensi linguistik dan ga ngelarang ai ngedaftar walau status udh bukan pelajar di universitas mana pun. Gue udh ngirim paper ke salah satu konferensi. Pengumuman diterima/nggak-nya Februari. Doain yaaa.

Sementara menjadi linguis "indie" *cihuy* saya pun telah memiliki pekerjaan tetap sebagai Copywriter di suatu firma konsultasi Hubungan Investor. Boss saya orang FEUI (ALHAMDULILLAHIROBBIL'ALAMIIN) ---> jangan heran. gue emg punya perasaan kagum bercampur iri bercampur kesel bercampur fangirling sama orang2 FEUI yang sukses. siapa aja. LOL. #akibatsalahjurusan #abaikan

Jadi tugas gue intinya sih bikin Laporan Tahunan, Laporan Keberlanjutan, Press Release, dsb yg bisa membantu mempromosikan perusahaan2 klien. Gue seneng banget kerjaan ini karena dari dulu suka ekonomi dan krn emg suka bahasa (jd ini gabungan 2 hal yg saya sukai). Terlebih lagi, ini kayak kelas lanjutan pelajaran ekonomi dan media yang dulu pernah gue ambil ilmu pengantarnya waktu kerja sama Pak Gde. *duh, belom sempet silaturahmi sm Pak Gde, nih. jd nggak enak.

Hmmm... selain itu, hidup gue so far so good. Jauh lebih baik dari dulu. Oh iya, mungkin di post2 selanjutnya bakal ngebahas tentang proses pelamaran kerja gue beserta interview2nya. haha. Di antara 6 perusahaan yg manggil, gue paling cocok sama yg ini.

Dan mungkin post yg berikutnya lagi bakal bahas tentang kuliah Dr. Bilal Phillips yang kuhadiri di Mesjid Al-Azhar hari ini. Keren banget kuliahnya. Menohok, menampar, terutama bagi orang yg memendam banyak penyakit hati seperti saya.

Sekian curhat2 dari saya,

Wassalam wr.wb.

I guess I already told you in my previous post that I've been accepted at the Australian National University, Canberra. I registered for Master of Linguistics (coursework) program, but ANU staff offered me Master of Linguistics (research) program instead. They said that I have a potential in this program considering my undergraduate thesis (I did some research on speech acts and implicatures on the dialogues in the movie Everything is Illuminated, which resulted in very interesting cultural and linguistic conclusions. I even admire myself for being able to do such a wonderful job. I love my undergraduate thesis. That's one of the very few things I hardly regret from my undergraduate study experience).

But as I think about it carefully, I think research program will cost more time and money. And I'm not such person who loves to risk my time and money. Time and money are like the two best gifts God ever gave me, you know. Of course, there's a possibility for scholarships. But it's not a full-fund scholarship and I have to compete with other people who probably deserve scholarship better than me. So, nah. I'm still in my previous choice: coursework program, as it is more efficient and effective, in my opinion. Besides, coursework program doesn't only provide me courses in the class. I should also write some 20,000 - 30,000 words sub thesis, which I believe will improve my academic writing skill.

Other than that, I just want to take one-year program so that I could come back to Indonesia (Hell YEAH, I'd love to leave Indonesia like FOREVER. but my family will not allow me) and find a more suitable job for my career. My one-year working experience was kinda a huge failure, despite I got so much knowledge (whether economic and lingustic knowledge) from my job as an editor at Markets.co.id. Thank you, Mr. Gde Anugerah Arka for that. But still, I want to find a job, which I will love for the rest of my life. A job that will get along with my linguistic hobbies.

Well, let's just pray I'll find some job in Australia. If there's still some more good luck available for me. Then, I don't have to return to Indonesia and I will probably be so filthy rich.

So now... I'm excited in preparing everything. From passport, visa, accommodation (I registered for a room in Fenner Hall, ANU. But I'm not sure yet whether they will accept me or not. Let's pray for the best), etc.

And here are the courses I'm going to take during my study there. Some of the courses sound so exciting. Oh, no. ALL OF THEM sound exciting. I love linguistics so much.

Compulsory courses (Group A):
LING6001 - Introduction to the Study of Language

And at least two of (Group B):
LING6003-Introduction to Syntax
LING6005-Language Change and Linguistic Reconstruction
LING6008-Semantics
LING6010-Phonetics: Sound of the Worlds Languages
LING6019-Phonological Analysis

Elective Courses:
LING6002-Language and Society
LING6007-Morphology
LING6009-Field Methods
LING6015-Language and Culture
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I can only blame myself, you can only blame me

Swallowed in The Sea - Coldplay

Some people may get along with their life easily. Some people get along with their parents as well. I'm not one of some people. Believe me, I have tried a lot more than you know just to please my parents. I guess I never can.

I really don't know what is wrong with me and my parents. Usually I blame myself for that. But lately I think I'm just simply sick of blaming myself and start to think "what if the one who's wrong is my father or my mother, and not me?" or "what if none of us wrong and it's just the way things are" or maybe "what if we all are equally wrong but none of us tries to realize?"

But then I think family shouldn't have been about wrong or right. Family is not a juridical court, nor a school exam, nor even a scientific research. Family shouldn't have been about win or lose either, unlike sport tournament or money market.

Yeah, it shouldn't have been that way. I know. But the truth shows me the opposite. What I've been through with my family has always been the questions about who's wrong and who's right, who gives more benefits than others, who wins the battle, and so on, and so forth.

And I'm simply tired of it. And I want to runaway.

Today my father made me sick to my stomach. As he's always been barely tolerable, but this time is too much and I can't take any more of him.

So I used to either ignore him or fight him in such situations.

But this time I decided to take a different way. I decided to take some time, and wait for the right moment to runaway from home.

You know, even when I'm 21, my parents still try to take control of my life as if it's their office. So I just want some freedom and I want to learn to live by myself without too much depending on them. But I won't, once again, I WON'T go to my relatives' houses for sanctuary. If my family is a disaster, then I can tell you that my relatives are the hell itself. I hate them. They always intervene with my problems without even give solutions. I suppose they laugh at my problems badly. They will seem to defend me at the first place and blame my parents for my pain but are actually ENJOYING every single second of me being suffered.

So I decided that after this year's Idul Fitri, I'm gonna find a boarding house somewhere near my office. I don't want to live at my parents' house anymore. Besides, the distance between my parents' house and my office is quite far. It took me hours to get me at the office on time. So... it makes me tired, and it wastes my money. So, I don't think I should torture myself more just because my parents don't allow me to leave.

Well, that's my plan. Wish me luck.

I've told you that I have deactivated my facebook. However, some memories still need to be saved. So here are some of my favourite pictures that I used to display on my FB's photo albums.


This one was taken at "Payung" near Building II, Faculty of Humanities, Universitas Indonesia. From this side, my faculty looks outstanding. Such a pity that this picture doesn't really represent reality. :P

Edited by me. Just one of the representation of my narcissism. I like it, though. I ensure myself that none of you has a problem with that. :P

I really like this one. I love the cake and the CD. I put them in this concept in order to express my love for Kate Nash. She's so sweetly different.


This is actually a "failed" picture. When I first took this picture, it looked awful. It showed my capability as an amateur photographer. However, after some little "make up" from Adobe Photoshop, I could gain respect from some deviantart members when I posted this secondhand version of my horrible art.


I took this using my cell phone. This is art. Without any retouch. Proud of it. :)


Edited by me, taken by either Nandini or Hepy (I forgot). I can say that they're one of the best I've ever had in Faculty of Humanities. They never change, even after getting jobs and facing the so called materialistic and catastrophic "real" world.


I personally love to rebeautify my ugly face with Adobe Photoshop and Corel Photopaint. I thank anyone who found such facilities.


Another symbol of narcissism. But I kinda love this one. It's green, representing my favourite colour. And the book I read was some French children book called L'Amie de Petit-Ours. How I miss CCF...


This one is my absolute favourite profile picture. Representing me as a whole. Some depressive girl stuck in a modern world.

I like this because I successfully cooperate with Corel Photopaint to make my eyes look green. Good job, pal. *Shake hands with Corel*

Another failed picture. But the light mas made it more beautiful than what it really is. I'm such a forger.


I told you I miss CCF (and still love CCF until now and forever probably). The book was the handbook I got from some Paragita concert at Goethe Institute. I like Paragita. It's one of the few reasons why I still love UI.

I don't mean to trick anyone and pretend to make myself more beautiful. I suppose everyone is smart enough to realize that this one looks somewhat lovely just because of the graphic. This is one of the most original art I've ever created, even if some people want to throw up over this.

Sorry for the spam. You may skip this and go to sleep. Sorry for the possible nightmares. Don't meet me and my ugly poses in your dream. xD

I do know her. And I know that she has got so much love in her heart. But the thought of letting it out, showing her cards, scares her to death. I never knew it would be possible to miss someone this much. Anthea Stonem (Skins)

Hello, long time no post. Just want to inform you that I've deleted my facebook account today.

Why? That... you don't have to know.

Let's take a look at the bright side. I will have much more time on tumblr and especially, blogspot.
I really miss blogspot. I can say anything I want to say here, without having too many feedbacks from unwanted people.

Yes, I AM that selfish. My sister said that I suffered from Anti-Social Disorder. Somehow I believe her.

I don't really want to get close with people I don't really know. But I also feel guilty if I don't give them the right to simply just say "Hi" to me. So I let them say "Hi." But sometimes "Hi" isn't enough. And several people want to get to know me deeper and deeper. Which is okay, for several people... But for several others... I guess they make me scared.

So yeah, here I am. Going back to blogspot world and leaving my facebook world behind. So watch out! I'm gonna spam your dashboard. xD

Wish me luck. :)

Hi, there. It's been a while since my last post. In the last few days, my internet connection has been crashed down for reasons I don't understand. Long live Indosat for this trouble they have caused. As a result, I had to browse the internet by using Telkomnet Instant, which takes a very looong time to load. It took me hours just to read my emails, can't you imagine?

I hardly post at tumblr or other sites containing flash. I can't even continue some of my works, which really disappoints me, because I still love my jobs even though it is not as prestigious as my friends' jobs.

Anyway, I guess I have to re-schedule my daily activities. Due to the hectic activity in campus (submitting students' results, organizing conference, etc), I've neglected my other jobs, especially my job as a reporter. I haven't succeeded interviewing people from Directorate of Syariah at Bank of Indonesia. I'll try to be more aggressive. And I'm gonna research on the files my boss has given me. At least I have to understand a lot of things in order to write a 70-page-long reports about Islamic Bank.

Well, the good thing is... I guess I told you in my previous posts that I somehow lost my purpose and optimicism in life. I guess I finally refound it. Well, not a long-term purpose, I believe. But at least I have a reason to move on with this "oh-so-so-not-interesting" kind of life.

I want to leave.

Yes, that's the reason. I want to leave this country and try to look for more experiences abroad. Therefore, I have to be patient and try to look for "pre"- experiences to get prepared for the "real" experiences outside this lame country. For years, I've been given the kind of life I never want to. I've been living the kind of life that makes my parents happy but it doesn't really succesfully work for my own happiness. But I just have to be patient. It only takes a few months, and then I'm free. I want to change. I really want to change into somebody more "alive" than I am now.

So that I don't have to share the same thoughts with Harold's anymore. You know, Harold? That boy from the movie Harold and Maude who used to say, "I've never lived. I died a few times."

I've always felt the same way. Someday, I really want to be able to say that "I've lived." even just once.

So now, that's the reason why I'm still living my life. To find a real living life.

Pathetic, I know. Go, and laugh at me.

The Only Sustainability We Have is Indifference
a poem by Rima Muryantina

“What happened in Gaza, master?”
Asked a little young fellow.
“I don’t want to hear about such matter,”
Answered his master, with eyes filled with sorrow.

“Why does everybody say so?”
Asked the little young fellow.
And for further explanation, everybody says “no.”

So she kept her questions in her heart,
And grew up from a curious brat into a cold-hearted tart.

And when her little young fellow asked,
“What happened in Gaza?”
She left her indifference unmasked,
And said, “I’m bloody Ibiza.”

I'm gonna share my favourite dialogues from the movie Kramer Vs. Kramer. This movie is simple yet really moving. :')

JOANNA: I want my son.

TED: You can't have him.

JOANNA: Don't get defensive. Don't try to bully me, okay.

TED: I'm not getting defensive. Joanna, you're the one who left the house 15 months a go.

JOANNA: I don't care.

TED: Do you think you still have a right..?

JOANNA: I am still his mother.

TED: Well, million miles away, just because you sent him postcards, doesn't mean...

JOANNA: I never stop loving him, I never stop wanting him.

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SHAUNESSY: Now then, Mrs. Kramer, you say that you were married for eight years. Is that right?

JOANNA: Yes.

SHAUNESSY: In all that time did your husband ever strike you or you physically abuse in any way.

JOANNA: No.

SHAUNESSY: Did your husband strike or physically abuse his child in any way?

JOANNA: No.

SHAUNESSY: Would you describe your husband as an alcoholic?

JOANNA: No.

SHAUNESSY: A heavy drinker?

JOANNA: No.

SHAUNESSY: Was he unfaithful?

JOANNA: No.

SHAUNESSY: Did he ever fail to provide for you?

JOANNA: No.

SHAUNESSY: Well, I can certainly see why you left him.

GRESSEN: Objection.

SHAUNESSY: How long do you plan to live in New York, Mrs. Kramer?

JOANNA: Permanently.

SHAUNESSY: How many boy friends have you had --permanently?

GRESSEN: Objection your honor on the grounds of vagueness.

Judge: I'll allow it.

JOANNA: I don't recall.

SHAUNESSY: Well more than three, less than thirty-three, permanently?

GRESSEN: Objection!

JUDGE: Overruled. The witness will answer, please.

JOANNA: Somewhere in between.

SHAUNESSY: Do you have a lover now?

JOANNA: Yes I'm seeing someone now.

SHAUNESSY: Is that...permanent?

JOANNA: I...I don't know...

SHAUNESSY: Then, we don't really know, do we, when you say "permanently" if you plan to live in New York, or even to keep the child for that matter, since you've never really done anything in your life that was continuing, stable, or could be regarded as permanent.

GRESSEN-- Objection! I must request that the counsel be prevented from harassing the witness.

Judge: Sustained.

SHAUNESSY: I'll put it another way counselor, what is the longest personal relationship in your life outside of your parents or girlfriends?

JOANNA: I suppose that would be...with my child.

SHAUNESSY: Whom you've seen twice in a year? Mrs. Kramer, your ex-husband, wasn't he the longest personal relationship in your life? Would you speak up Mrs. Kramer, I couldn't hear that.

JOANNA: Yes...

SHAUNESSY: How long was that?

JOANNA: We were married a year before the baby. And then seven years after that.

SHAUNESSY: So, you were a failure at the one most important relationship in your life.

GRESSEN: Objection!

JUDGE: Overruled. The witness' opinion on this is relevant.

JOANNA: I was not a failure.

SHAUNESSY: Oh? What do you call it then--a success? The marriage ended

in divorce?

JOANNA: I consider it less my failure than his.

SHAUNESSY: Congratulations, Mrs. Kramer. You have just rewritten matrimonial law. You were both divorced, Mrs. Kramer.

GRESSEN: Objection!

SHAUNESSY: Your honor, I would like to ask if this model of stability and respectability has ever succeeded at anything? Mrs. Kramer, were you a failure

at the longest, most important personal relationship in your life?

JUDGE: Please answer the question, Mrs. Kramer.

JOANNA: It did not succeed.

SHAUNESSY: Not so close, Mrs. Kramer--you. Were you a failure at the one most important personal relation-ship of your life? Were you?

TED: (Whispering) No.

JOANNA: (Looking at Ted. Whispering) Yes.

JUDGE: Is that a "yes", Mrs. Kramer?

JOANNA: Yes. (crying)

SHAUNESSY: No further questions.

TED: Do you need to be so rough on her?

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JOANNA: How do I look?

TED: Terrific.

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This couple is totally one of my all-time favourite couple. I'm addicted to watching Kramer Vs. Kramer. Too bad I can only watch it on Youtube. The first time I watched the movie was years a go on Metro TV. T___T

I really wish to tell you guys about what has been going on recently in my life. Anyway, I didn't have much time to do so because there are a lot of things to do as there are a lot of things that have changed in my life. Yes, I'm working now. Despite of the debatable definition of "work" itself, I consider myself having a professional career.

I have at least four jobs. An assistant, a teacher, a reporter, and an administration staff. However, in this post, I will focus on my job as an assistant lecturer and a teacher. I'll talk about the other jobs later in next posts.

The first one, as I mentioned earlier in my previous post, I'm an assistant lecturer. Hmmm... I guess I won't talk much about this job. I enjoy teaching, giving academic advices to my juniors, but... teaching college students is much more complicated than teaching school students, if you know what I'm saying. Other than that, I was suddenly struck by the idea of "it's-all-about-the-money" cliche problem. Well, I won't elaborate more on that. :P

Realizing that I cannot survive living only as an assistant lecturer, I tried to find other jobs so that at least I could eat. Yes, I used to work as a translator with a quite reasonable salary but I didn't find the office hour suits me. Somehow I realized that I'm too headstrong to obey all the rules there (Anyway, I've met some great people and got some experiences. So I win some, I lose some. And that's life. I know). And so I decided to make a "rigid search" (as Alex Perchov from the movie Everything Is Illuminated said) to find a suitable job.

I have applied for several different jobs and have done several different interviews. Some of them failed due to my unconvincing appearance/performance during the interviews. Some others failed due to my doubt on the contract/agreement (including the salary, the location, the work hour, etc).

Anyway, I was finally accepted as the teacher in one of the Bimbels in Jabodetabek. I gave extra lessons to highschool students, especially those who wanted to enter universities, more specifically, Universitas Indonesia (the university that I have a love-hate relationship with). It's a lot of fun because this job doesn't tie me with 2-year contract or 3-million penalty (if I couldn't commit to the contract. And obviously I couldn't because I'm planning to take a Master degree next year) and offers me more flexible time.

And the students are so funny and honest. For me, they're just like angels. I know that sometimes they don't obey the rules, they've always been procrastinating, and sometimes they laugh overly out loud. But I like them. Seriously. When I teach them, I feel hope. I can see in their eyes that they're overexcited about everything. Including about their study and their future universities. And for me that's good. It's a lot more fun than seeing some college students (including myself back then) that already lost their ways in university, confused whether or not they should continue their study or take another SIMAK/SNMPTN/UMB just to runaway from their current college life (even though there's no guarantee that they would do better in other faculties/other universities).

These highschool students are different. I know that some of them were disappointed that they weren't accepted in UI. But I feel hope in their eyes, and they're not afraid to take SNMPTN and UMB to achieve their dreams (even if SNMPTN and UMB don't offer higher probability for them to be accepted in UI). But they don't give up. Some of them are realistic enough to realize that being accepted in UI is such a difficult thing to do. But they haven't given in yet. That's what makes me happier to teach them than to teach college students. When I teach them (these highschool students), I still feel hope. I feel "future" in their eyes. I feel grateful being given an opportunity to teach them.

Okay, I think that's all that I can say at the moment. My sister reminded me to take a bath so that she could use this laptop. Thanks for the reminder, sis. Bye, readers.

A short story written by me. Dedicated to my Mom. I do love you, Mom. I just don't love those people around you...

Pada zaman yang tidak terlalu dahulu kala, di sebuah kota, tinggallah seorang anak perempuan bernama Kaya. Kaya tinggal di sebuah rumah besar bersama ibunya. Setiap hari, ibunya menyuruh Kaya untuk pergi ke sekolah. Kaya tidak suka sekolah. Ia selalu dijahili oleh anak-anak lain di sekolah. Setiap hari, anak-anak mengejeknya, Berkali-kali Kaya meminta mereka untuk diam, tetapi mereka tidak mau diam dan terus mengejek Kaya.

Suatu hari, ketika hari sedang hujan, Kaya sudah sangat kesal dengan anak-anak di sekolahnya. Ia tidak ingin sekolah. “Aku tidak ingin sekolah, Ma,” begitu kata Kaya pada ibunya. “Tapi kamu harus sekolah. Kamu harus belajar di sekolah supaya pintar,” ujar ibunya.

Kemudian ibunya juga menasihati Kaya agar mau bergaul dengan anak-anak lain di sekolah. “Aku tidak mau bergaul dengan mereka. Mereka hanya mau menghinaku,” seru Kaya dengan kesal. Ibunya berkata, “Kamu belum mencoba. Kamu harus berusaha untuk bisa berteman dengan mereka.”

Kaya yang kesal akhirnya berangkat ke sekolah sambil membanting pintu. Ia berjalan di tengah hujan tanpa membawa payung. “Semua orang tidak pernah mendengarkan aku dan berbicara sesuka mereka! Aku ingin pergi ke dunia tempat orang-orang tidak bisa berbicara!” seru Kaya sambil berteriak ke langit.

Saat itu, tiba-tiba Kaya mendengar suara dari belakangnya. “Keinginanmu bisa kukabulkan,” ujar suara itu. Kaya menengok ke belakang dan melihat seorang pria tinggi yang berpakaian serba hijau. Pria tinggi itu mengenakan topi hijau, kemeja hijau, jas hijau, celana panjang hijau, dan sepatu hijau. Ia juga membawa sebuah payung berwarna hijau.

“Keinginanmu akan kukabulkan, Kaya. Tapi kau harus bersedia memakai payungku ini,” ujar pria berpakaian hijau tersebut.
“Kamu siapa? Kenapa tahu namaku?” tanya Kaya pada pria berpakaian hijau itu.
“Aku Tuan Payung dari Negeri Pelangi. Aku mengabulkan keinginan anak-anak yang sedang bersedih. Tapi dengan satu syarat, anak yang bersedih itu harus bersedia mengenakan payungku,” ujar Tuan Payung dari Negeri Pelangi.
Kaya sebenarnya tidak terlalu percaya dengan kata-kata Tuan Payung dari Negeri Pelangi. Akan tetapi, ia tetap menerima payung tersebut dari Tuan Payung. Kaya pikir, “Mungkin orang ini hanya orang baik yang ingin meminjamkan payung padaku supaya aku tidak kehujanan.”

Ketika Kaya memegang payung tersebut, tiba-tiba Kaya terbang dengan payung hijau itu ke atas langit. Kaya terbang melewati awan. Hujan perlahan berhenti dan langit pun mulai terlihat cerah. Kaya melihat ada pelangi muncul di tengah-tengah awan. Di sana, ada anak-anak kecil yang bersayap sedang bermain-main. Mereka berseluncur di atas pelangi. Mereka memainkan awan seolah-olah awan-awan itu adalah gulali. Anak-anak itu kemudian membentuk sebuah tulisan dengan awan-awan tersebut. Tulisan itu menunjukkan pesan: “Selamat Datang di Negeri Pelangi”

Kaya yang masih melayang dengan payung hijaunya, kemudian mendekat ke arah anak-anak bersayap itu. Anak-anak bersayap itu mengajaknya bermain tanpa berbicara apa-apa. Mereka hanya bisa tertawa dan bersuka cita. Mereka tidak mengeluarkan kata-kata yang menyakiti Kaya. Semua sesuai dengan harapan Kaya. Kaya bahkan tidak perlu memperkenalkan diri pada mereka, mereka sudah langsung menerima Kaya sebagai bagian dari Negeri Pelangi. Kaya memang tidak kehilangan suaranya, tapi ia tidak perlu mengeluarkan suaranya karena tidak ada yang menuntutnya untuk bersuara. Kaya hanya diajak tertawa dan bersenandung bersama mereka.

Sejak saat itu, Kaya tinggal di Negeri Pelangi dan tiap hari bermain bersama anak-anak bersayap. Mereka berseluncur di atas pelangi, memakan gulali awan, menangkap bintang-bintang di saat malam, tidur di atas Nyonya Bulan, mendengarkan senandung burung yang berterbangan, dan menonton pertunjukan pantomim yang dilakukan oleh Tuan Matahari. Tidak ada yang bertengkar karena tidak ada yang berbicara. Sehari-harinya, mereka hanya tertawa dan bersenandung bersama.

Pada suatu malam, ada sebuah bintang jatuh. Anak-anak Negeri Pelangi berusaha mengejar bintang jatuh tersebut. Mereka berlomba-lomba untuk menangkapnya. Biasanya, setiap malam, anak-anak bersayap akan mengejar dan menangkap bintang tanpa harus bertengkar karena jumlah bintang di malam hari tak terhitung banyaknya. Mereka tidak pernah kekurangan bintang. Akan tetapi, kali ini mereka bertengkar memperebutkan bintang jatuh karena jumlah bintang jatuh hanya ada satu. Anak-anak bersayap yang tadinya hidup damai kini jadi saling memukul dan menjambak. Mereka menarik-narik bintang jatuh sambil saling membentak.

Kaya berusaha mendiamkan dan melerai teman-temannya. Namun, anak-anak bersayap tidak mendengarkan. Karena semua anak berteriak, secara bersahut-sahutan, kata-kata Kaya tidak lagi didengarkan. Akhirnya Kaya pun mengumpulkan gumpalan-gumpalan awan dan membuat tulisan di dekat pelangi. Kaya menulis “MAAF” dengan huruf yang sangat besar.

Nyonya Bulan memantulkan cahaya dari Tuan Matahari untuk membantu Kaya menerangi tulisan dari gumpalan awan tersebut. Karena cahaya yang dipantulkan Nyonya Bulan cukup terang, akhirnya anak-anak bersayap memperhatikan tulisan tersebut. “Kalian harus saling meminta “Maaf,” ujar Kaya pada anak-anak bersayap. “Ayo kalian bilang “maaf” satu sama lain,” pinta Kaya pada teman-temannya.

Setelah mendengar anjuran Kaya, anak-anak bersayap saling mengucapkan “maaf.” Setelah mengucapkan kata itu, mereka tidak lagi merasa kesal satu sama lain. Mereka menangis dan menyesal sudah bertengkar hanya karena ingin memperebutkan bintang jatuh. Meskipun begitu, mereka masih bingung harus melakukan apa pada bintang jatuh tersebut. Saat itulah, Tuan Payung yang berpakaian serba hijau tiba-tiba datang dan menawarkan bantuan pada Kaya. “Kaya, karena kamu sudah mendamaikan anak-anak bersayap dan mengajari mereka kata “maaf,” kamu boleh mendapatkan bintang jatuh itu dan menggunakannya sesukamu,” ujar Tuan Payung.

Anak-anak bersayap setuju. Mereka menyerahkan bintang jatuh itu pada Kaya. Ketika memegang bintang jatuh itu, Kaya teringat akan ibunya yang sudah ia tinggalkan sejak lama. Ia ingat sempat marah dan membanting pintu di depan ibunya. Kaya ingat bahwa ia sendiri belum meminta “maaf” pada ibunya. “Aku ingin bintang jatuh ini membawaku pulang ke bumi.”
Awalnya anak-anak bersayap bersedih mendengar Kaya akan pulang ke bumi. “Aku senang berteman dengan kalian, tapi rumahku di bumi. Aku harus kembali ke bumi,” ujar Kaya. Setelah mengucapkan perpisahan dan bermain dengan anak-anak bersayap untuk terakhir kalinya, Kaya diantarkan Tuan Payung kembali ke bumi dengan mengendarai bintang jatuh.

Kaya kemudian sampai di jalan tempat dia pertama kali bertemu Tuan Payung. Tuan Payung kemudian pergi kembali ke Negeri Pelangi bersama bintang jatuh. “Terima kasih Tuan Payung! Sampai jumpa,” kata Kaya sambil melambaikan tangan.
Di jalan itu, hujan tidak lagi turun. Kaya tidak lagi kebasahan. Ia berlari kembali menuju rumahnya. Kaya memanggil ibunya. “Mama, aku sudah pergi terlalu lama, ya?” tanya Kaya. “Kamu baru pergi tadi, Kaya. Dan kamu lupa bawa payungmu,” kata ibunya sambil menyerahkan sebuah payung hijau pada Kaya.
“Maafkan aku, Mama,” ujar Kaya sambil memeluk ibunya. “Aku akan pergi ke sekolah sesuai dengan perintah Mama. Dan aku tidak perlu payung hijau ini lagi, Ma. Hujan sudah berhenti,” kata Kaya sambil tersenyum.

Sejak saat itu, Kaya kembali menjalani hidup bersama ibunya, meski tidak selalu bahagia.

There's a house across the river, but alas. I cannot swim
And a garden of such beauty that the flowers seem to grin
There's a house across the river, but alas, I cannot swim
I'll live my life regretting that I never jumped in

There's a boy across the river with short black curly hair
He wants to be my lover and I want to be his peer
There's a boy across the river but alas, I cannot swim
And I never will get to put my arms around him

There's a life across the river that was meant for me
Instead I live my life in constant misery
There's a life across the river but I do not see
Why I should please those that will never be pleased

There is gold across the river but I don't want none

Gold is fleeting, gold is fickle, gold is fun

There is gold across the river but I don't want none
I would rather be dry than held up by a golden gun

Saying work more, earn more, live more
Have more fun

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The big-sized fonts show my feelings at the moment. Laura Marling speaks my heart out.

This is my tribute to the late President of Poland, his wife, his family, the other victims in the plane crash, and surely to the Polish people.

The Presence of Existence: An Ode to Lech Kaczynski
By: Rima Muryantina


The presence of my existence hardly knows thee,
Until the presence of an existence, which most people associate as "free."
Your sudden unexpected freedom has caused a sudden unexpected grief,
Succeeded by sudden expected prayers, I believe.

Dear sir, I still hardly know thee,
But thy presence of existence sent my mind a great deal of philosophy,
That the world is a far-ranging dimension compared to the word "me."

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Goodbye Mr. President. I hardly know you, but may God be with you.