Hello Again, Amsterdam :)

Hi, it's been a while since I updated this blog for the last time. Heretofore, I was just not really up into writing anything. But, suddenly most of my friends post their own holiday stories into their own blogsites, I read them and wow, they made their holiday memorized so well. Dont wanna spoiled my holiday memories, I realized 'Hey, I did have a blog, lets just begin to write again!'. And here I am, inside room 42, in a dormitory in Katowice, writing my own su

mmer holiday story..

It was the 19th June 2011, just 3 days after my 18th birthday. I was at the airport with my parents and brother, they're taking me for my flight to Amsterdam. I would join an internship programme at Poland. I made that desicion last December but I didn't realized how much it would take to do that. It felt really hard to let myself go during the family-holiday-time. In fact, this gonna be the longest duration I don't see my parents. Although I'm studying in the other town, I'm still going home every two/three weeks. Never more than that.

My journey here was began from Jakarta to Amsterdam then to Cologne, and Poland. A 16-hrs flight usually doesn't matter for me, but this one, did really excruciating. I couldn't eat anything, not even those delicious cakes and bread they served me. All I felt is just a continous nausea. That was really sucks, because I am a food-lover and I don't wanna missed all the fun and delicacy. And I had no one to tell about this, there weren't my parents who could help me to get some meds or to tell me what to do. Yeah, that time was the first glimpse that I already alone. Alone. Time moved really slow when there's no one to chat with or play with. Thanks god Garuda Indonesia had improved their facility so we can watch movies during the flight, well, those films did help the time move faster.

On the arrival at Sciphol I ittended to search for a free tourist map, but all I can find are just neverending symbols. I needed to find the location for my bus station, which would take me to Cologne. With my 23 kgs luggage I surveyed all the symbols pointed to a 'Tourist Information' but it turned up so far and more hidden than I expected. After all, I took train to go to the bus station. For such a big airport, the information for the trains could be better. And when the train came by all I could say was 'Oh, gosh'. It was a high train, with stairs in front of the doors. And I was carrying a 23 kgs luggage, I almost couln't lift it. So how can I enter the train with this over-weighed luggage? With some extrapower from my arms thanks god I could enter the train. This kind of problem came twice because I had to change train. What a mess. Dont ever go alone with a over-handled luggage guys! no fun at all.

I arrived at the bus station at 9 am, but my bus would depart at 5 pm, so I had to wait for 8 hrs there. I thought that I can put my luggage there while I'm takin a walk, but they said can't. Thanks god there were lockers in a nearby station. Here my walk-trip around Amsterdam started.

I bought a train ticket to Amsterdam Central Station, without knowing where it was, just because it's central, so everything should be there. he he. When I came out, it turned out that it was really Amsterdam central, the same place I visited last December. So, Hello Again Amsterdam :)

Currently, I just found out that he central I meant is a 17th Century Canal District. Walking around this was just a great sightseeing. You can take boat to go around the canal, see the old city of Amsterdam, while there's a information from a speaker, in english of course. Taking this canal trip is a great choice if you go on winter, the boat is really warm and comfortable, you don't have to walk in the winter breeze. After taking the canal trip you can go along the street beside Amstel River and end up at Amsterdam Square ( Dam Square). There are a famous Madame Tussaud Wax Museum, Nieuwe Kerk (New Church), National Monument and Royal Palace. This square is famous for the bird feeding either.

From here you can walk around the city square, visit some funny museums (like erotic museums,etc in the light district area), try the amsterdam speciality fries, klapertaart, waffles or just walking or sitting in a cafe because this city has great old architectures. Also, you can rent a bike, biking is a popular activity here, lots of bikers around the town, even it has a superbig bike park.

After I explored Amsterdam for the third time in my life, I came back to the bus station, and took a bus to Cologne. Wait for my next story about Cologne! :-)

transformation - tiny to fat

while I was looking at old photos, I found something very unsual. It turns out that my brother at those time was still very tiny and thin. But look at him now. fat fat fat, heavier than me. What I could remember is he transformed from a tiny thin little boy into a fat bulldozer in only 3 months!

see his transformation B)

into

those pictures were taken only months away, but see the difference on his body,his cheek? geez! now he's getting fatter and fatter these days, bigger than me.

how can he got fat that fast? well the story began when we're having family vacation on melbourne. He got lost for almost half an hour. can you imagine, a young boy lost in other country? panic was all over our family's mind. but than it turned out that he took a walk to to to bathroom by his self (he already could speak english that time, genius!) but without told any of us before. After being lost, his eating style, appetite are totally changing! he ate 5 times everyday, and eat my snacks and chocolates -____-" so he got fat that fast!

now, every time people asked how can he get fat so fast? we answered, by being lost in other country. haha. maybe for you who wants to get fat, you should try on getting your self lost in other country! kidding.

"Ketika kita tidak bisa menjadi solusi dari sebuah masalah, maka kita adalah masalah tersebut" -Bang Sylvan, Ketua Angkatan TM 2006

Eid Mubarok, the Athmosphere

Happy Eid Mubarok 1431H friends♥
Let me ask for your forgiveness :)

Eid Mubarok had been an own culture here in Indonesia. People got home to their homelands in great numbers, to see their family, to visit each other and ask for their forgiveness. The sense of kinship in this moment is really huge. Every one willing to go to their homeland eventhough they have to be in lots of traffic, being in a crowded transportation, and quque for a long time.

This moment is a massive moment, which means every single moslem person celebrate this moment, no matter who she/he is. Somehow for under previleged people, they willing to fight with their life to get to their homeland in a low cost. For many of us, this is the only moment when we can spend time with big family together. We used to spent the days in Granny's house by yelled Takbir in the night, did Eid Pray in the morning, spent the rest of the day to visit each other and ask for their forgiveness, then with delicious foods, with the rest of big family member, we celebrate the victory day from the Ramadhan month. Here, the sense of togetherness does really exquisite :)

But how about them who was in a coutry who didn't celebrate eid mubarok?

Once when I was little, I spent my Eid Day in Amsterdam, Netherlands. The atmosphere of Eid Mubarok there was so different than here. If we spent the day with joy and togetherness here, there, all you can find was only silence, just like another usual day. Because I was winter that time, not much people went around outside. The sense of Eid Mubarok doesn't felt at all. Thank God, we still had an embassy out there, which can provide us who wanted to do Eid Pray. When the Indonesian gathered in one place, the sense of Eid begun to felt. We started to ask each other forgiveness, chatter, and eat some delicious food. Seems like a moment that were celebrated in the middle of the routinity there. After that we came back to our activity, just like usual.

no atmosphere of Eid Mubarok, only silence

We should be grateful can celebrate Eid Mubarok here, where it already become a culture to spend it with family, to spent it with joy and togetherness :)
Some other who have to be out there cannot feel the same thing with us, cannot be as luck as us

be grateful, and don't waste your time with your family, celebrate this moment♥

happy eid mubarok :)

Bandung, My Colorful Life

This post told about my friends, my saviours, my besties, my families in Bandung who made my life so colorful and fun. People that you can depend on and otherwise, they can depend on you too :)

They're people who I do really love and care♥

First of all, here is my girls.

they're Dini, Gadih, NC

Dini, the rumbustious one

Gadih, the sprightful one

NC, the calm and diligent one

there's no one that I can love and care more than them (except my family, of course), they're the one who I share not only my sadness, but also my happiness. Fell so somfotable and fun to be with them ♥ We had been through so much time together, keep sparking each other and they're my best :)

then, here goes my playing, studying mates in FTTM

they're the coolest friends ever! not friends maybe, family seems a right word for them :)

So much thing we've been through since ourfirst time to be in Bandung, away from each other parents. They're the first family I've ever had, and i love them all :)

every single uniqueness, foolishness, silliness, stupidity had make our days very colorful. every single time I spent withthem was really full of laughter.

They're the one who made each other standto stay here. Every single moment happened here, they're the one who turn it impressive and memorable. Because of the tem each other of us can pass the sad, the crucial moment, by helping, spiriting, and caring for each other. They made my time here fun :D

and here is my Super Brother, Abang Rexha
with fierce looks but gentle hearts, he is the king of hubbub

below here is my classmates, we share lots of stories during the class :p

we're all from the coolest faculty, FTTM09

It's great that I have such great kostmates too :)
they're my family in my home in bandung, Kosan Om Rico
we spent sahur, culinary times, and shopping♥ times together

Being in such committees also made me found so many new families :)

Keamanan ITBFair 2010

Varunastra

Arcavatara

and here is my newest family,

Teknik Perminyakan ITB 2009

I love them all, they do really color my life ♥

Quote of the Day

"I'd rather love someone I can't have than have someone I can't love" -anon

Film, Indonesia, Film

Holiday in home means spending a lot of time to watch TV. One of the international channel that attract me is Fox Crime. Maybe it's because the series that was broadcasted was interesting and unique. Most of them have the major theme, Crime, but with different kind of show. For example, Bones, CSI, Criminal Minds, NCIS, Lie to Me, all of them tell about how the police catch the bad guys, but with different kind of story. Dexter, Leverage, tell about how the bad guys work.

This channel got a high rate in every single place in the world, means everybody can enjoy and like it (the theme, Crime ):D

then my biggest question is,

why don't Indonesia make a movie or series with the theme like this?

crime series here aren't violent and cruel, but they tells the how interesting is the process, for the good guy to catch the bad guy, or otherwise

I'm not the only TV watcher, and I believe that there're lots of Indonesian filmmaker who watch the same series. This is something 'out-of-box' than our usual TV consumption in Indonesia, which always tell about love stories (with never ending), or tragic stories (also with never ending).

Where're the creativity from the Indonesian filmmakers?

My friend, Akhdan, commented that 'market demand' and 'chasing payments mental' had beat the creativity and quality from Indonesian series/movies

when was the last time you watch Indonesian movie that you considered good?

For me, It's was a long time ago, when the movie such as AADC, or Jelangkung were on. Those are some of Indonesian movies that I considered 'suit' to be shown in Cinema.

Currently, there're moral and quality degradation in Indonesian movies, lot's of them. Seems like it's really easy to make a popular cinema film here. the key is you only have to use sexy players, even though the story was shallow, although the shoot was in a total bad quality. And moreover, lots of people watch it. what a mess.

Somehow I miss when our country can produced a great movie, a movie that people talks about it, a movie that can bring us to be a better people, or a movie that can open our mind.

Lot's of inspiring stories or theme were out there, and our creativity wait here wonder when they will be used. So, will we only shut and do nothing?

Let's make a move Guys! :)