Final Champion taun ini ngga seru!!!

Sumpah, final Champion taun ini bener-bener NGGA SERU!!! Bukan karena gue mihak MU [like always], tapi karena emang dari awal pertandingan kedua kubu udah main ngga seru. Ngga seimbang banget.

MU main kaya pakai beban, tapi kadang-kadang juga keliatan kaya under-estimate Barca. Padahal Messi berbahaya banget pagi ini, sedangkan Scholes mandul, Ronaldo JADUL.. [Gue benci banget ma dia dari sejak pengkhianatannya ke Inggris di Piala Dunia. Dasar tukang diving cengeng! Borok MU luh, sama aja kaya Inzaghi di Milan] dan entah kenapa Back MU lagi seret mengkeret banget. Pokoknya ngga ada perlawanan berarti dari MU buat Barca.

Bener-bener bikin ngga semangat nontonnya, ngga kaya dua taun lalu waktu Liverpool dibikin nangis sama Milan saat final pembalasan dendam yang sangat manis itu.

Sudah sudah, final Champion taun ini emang ngga seru banget! Tunggu aja taun depan, MILAN will be the next Champion's winner.

FORZA MILAN...!!!!

[ 03:56 am ---- tidur dengan hati kecewa]

~ G ~

Pity.

From the bottom of my heart,

I pity you.

Really.

~G~

Photo by: hostdrjack

It’s dying. See that, man!

This morning I arrived at my office at 10 am!! I was stuck even from the housing. Me and my husband had been wondering what happened and guessing that must be because of the hard rain last night. And hell it was...

I and my husband went out from home at 7 when it all happened. We couldn't move forward, we were really stuck. Then after 30 minutes of waste, we turned around and went back home. I tried to call my brother to check his condition and he hadn't gone yet so he didn't know that the traffic outside our housing was incredibly awful [my home and my brother's are close]. We finally got information from one of our neighbors that there was small erosion near the housing! I was just like... WHAT THE FUCK?!

So, regarding to the housing mentioned before, let me introduce you with the high-dream of Kelapa Gading residency there. Near my house, once there were veggie-fields spread out in both sides of the road to Kelapa Gading Gate 2 and Gate 3. Then, last year our local government decided to reorganized [in my case it means swept off!!] the veggie fields into something more "content" and "city-look". So they decided to replace the fresh fields to one subsidized apartment and a new luxurious housing named "Grand Orchard". The construction itself has been running since early this year. I found it a bit anxious to know that my housing won't be the same anymore with the green veggie fields that were once bring us the freshness in the morning and the evening but then it has to be changed to something that will bring us more and more population. I can't stop wondering what do the local government searching for by constructing more and more housings and apartments in Kelapa Gading, though they know that our drainageges are getting worse each year... that's why we're beginning to suffer by flood every time the rainy season comes.

But anyway, they are still continuing the construction. Later, one day I looked to the area and what I saw made me really angry; they have higher the new housing land! It's their tactic to avoid flood attack. But hell-O... if the Grand Orcharders-to-be will be safe from the flood, then what about us, the older neighbors? Many people have the same thought like I do, we've been thinking scarily of how this land will becoming in the next five years ahead when all the apartments and residences here are ready to use.

Back to this morning, finally they harvest their own seeds [though we – forcibly – have to harvest it with them too]. The higher land they built got crushed by the hard rain last night and caused the small erosion. It blocked the road from the residence to Kelapa Gading, what happened next was a nightmare... the worst traffic ever this year, in a history of our residence. Yes, let's imagine, you were in your house about to go to work, you went out from your fence, you made one right turn from the block and bhoom! You got stuck there for almost an hour without making any progress. And yes, you were still in the same cool calm fresh residence, except that it was so bloody hell crowded by all vehicles and people going to work. Smokes are everywhere in the air above us. I felt like getting dizzy so I asked my husband to go back home and found other alternative roads.

Finally – after 10 minutes break at home – we got back to road and take the alternative farer road to my work. We took Cakung – Pulomas – Arion – Pramuka – Matraman – Manggarai – Kuningan road [O my God, that was f*cking far, man!]. And, after the hot blood and rush we arrived here! Here, my office... 10 am!! [3 hours, wow!!]

Dude, I'm recalling my husband's statement last night on our way home. He said that Jakarta will be FULL of vehicles [and this is literally] they will fill ALL roads in Jakarta and will make the WORST traffic along the history in 2014 [experts and wisdom thinkers said]. That's because car selling got increase every year yet government won't be able to widen the road again, can't tell is it about money or about the incapability to sweep off the residence coz of the increasing population growth every year. So the population growth = car & motorcycle buying ≠ road width. And not to forget the global warming issue we're facing now, sadly just small groups of people who are aware of how urgent and dangerous this issue is. The rest remain ignorance, though they know that the nature is dying.

So, still think that this world is okay?

~ G ~

My Personality. Ikutan yuuuk! :p

1. Open this website : http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx

2. Take the Personality Quiz

3. Copy Paste the result to Facebook

4. Tag your friends (including me o_o)

Well, My Personality based on this test :

Your view on yourself:

Your view on yourself:

You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.

The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:

You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior.

Your readiness to commit to a relationship:

You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.

The seriousness of your love:

Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.

Your views on education

Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.

The right job for you:

You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.

How do you view success:

You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.

What are you most afraid of:

You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.

Who is your true self:

You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.

Errr... okay this is scary! LOL

~ G ~

Embracing heart.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds.
Admit impediments. Love is not love.
Which alters when it alteration finds.
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark.
That looks on tempests and is not shaken.
It is the star to every wandering bark.
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Loves's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks.
Within his bending sickle's compass come.
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks.
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error, and upon me proved.
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616)

They think I'm weird.

I own something they don't

I speak different language

I wake up at night

I sing with sweet revengeful banshee

I love my black long hair

And so they think I'm weird.

Atypical historical

A woely arduous mental

I feed my own deeds

I try to be honest to the fault

And honesty must always been paid off

Painful as what it literally seemed

Yet painful feels so tediously numb

In these eyes I shed dry tears

Collecting every pieces remain

Of the broken dry dreams

They looked darkly beautiful

I desire to live that way

Dreamy ever after

And so they still think I'm weird?

Why don't just slay them all?

~ G ~

The Unaccepted.

She can’t feel the wind blow

She can’t tell to where they go

Paralyzed, the unwanted ghost crying in the corner

The night starts singing, they won’t end the night

They won’t end the torture, the ghost still has to face the massacre

She can feel all eyes staring at her

They’re drooling, their fangs sharpened

They speak as they detain

They laugh as they bite

They scream as they kill

And they kill as hell

She doesn’t want to feel anything anymore

Like a one-winged angel, she losses her power

No arm

No shoulder

No one

She’s the unwanted, she is the princess become the scum

Excruciating, like a werewolf seeing a full moon

Delivers painful messages through injuring

Something she would live forever with

Something she would bear as weakness

Something she would become

The unaccepted

She would do wrong for the rest of his [unreal] life

Screaming will be muted

Protest will be a pantomime

Body will be wasted

Hand will be petrified

Tears will be useless

Death will be heaven

The unwanted remains still

Night seems unfriendly

Where dark cannot offer comfort anymore

The owl hides its head, it tells it cannot save her anymore

To the fanged fear, to the bitten reality

To the fake saint who kills your soul discreetly in faux blissfulness

She wishes to be unseen

The ghost wishes to be a ghost.

- G -

Gelap on Metal Encyclopedia.

Thanks to Ruigeloeland for reviewing my band to this site. Appreciate it a lot.
So there, check it out!

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Gelap is a Progressive Gothic Metal band hailing from Indonesia. The band formed in 2006 and “Gerbang Timur” is their debut release. First only available on cassette, but later also released on good old cd.

Indonesian Gothic Metal. I must say I had no notion whatsoever of the Gothic Metal scene in this country and I certainly hadn’t encountered a band from there before (although metal-archives returns fifteen hits when doing a search, certainly more than I expected). Anyway, not knowing what to expect gave me all the more reason to be excited when the band agreed to send me a copy of their album for review.

On to the music. The album starts off at full force, after a short up-tempo drum and keyboard passage the guitars kick in with a chugging riff and the vocals kick in. The song is pretty fast for Gothic Metal and the Progressive elements are also quite obvious due to the rhythms that are incorporated in the song structure. Despite all of this the band still manages to create the right atmosphere needed for a good Gothic Metal song. Of note is the great amount of variety that the band displays from the start. There are fast straight forward passages, chaotic (in a good way) keyboard passages and even a short passage where the piano takes on the center stage.

Furthermore, the band is graced with an excellent guitar player and they fully embrace this quality by making some room for a few excellent guitar leads. All of this variety seems to be the bands trademark, because the album more or less follows this routine. Notable exception being “Nanakanisura”, a tasteful ballad somewhat halfway through the album.

The vocals are handled by two female singers. The lead vocals are clean, somewhat deep, while the second singer has a higher tone and can pull of passages bordering on operatic. Both are excellent singers. The lyrics alternate between Indonesian and English. A nice touch, because it quite exceptional to hear a Gothic Metal song in this language, but it is also nice to hear some lyrics you can actually understand if you’re able to speak Indonesian. My knowledge of the language is next to none, but I must say I’m pleasantly surprised by the way the language sounds and how well it fits in with the music.

Downfall to all the variety the band incorporates in their songs might be that the music was a bit of a challenge to get into with the first few spins, because the songs don’t follow a traditional path and aren’t “easy on the ear”. After a few listening sessions though, I really began enjoying the music. The production is excellent too, making this release a winner on all fronts.

If the other bands from Indonesia are of similar quality as Gelap is, it’s certainly a scene worth checking out if you’re into Gothic Metal.

I got a new toy!!

This handsome boy is my new born nephew. I haven't found a suitable name for him but I already got some really great names. His sister - Aufa - is so excited to knowing that she has a little brother. Uh oh, I smell something chaos if they both go to my house...

We will not go down, Palestine!!!!!

Over and over, it is a repeating evil... Again and again, all I can do is just shed more useless tears to them in my powerless effort to help my brothers and sisters there. I am nothing comparing to them, yet I still remain here safely, untouched and unhurt. Every day in my Shalat, I pray to them. I beg Allah to free them, give them the best reward they could get for their bravery to stand in their land, to stand for what they deserve. I am proud to be their sister, proud to be in one shelter with them. My beloved family... I hereby send you my purest pray, may Allah bless you all, give reward to your endless loyalty upon your own land. YOUR LAND, my brothers... it's YOURS. Never let anyone take it from you. I here - a coward with tears on my cheeks - could just send you my deepest afterthought and feel so envy to you for knowing that heaven has given you ticket to enter it ever since you yell about Allah's names to those filthy soldiers of evil, either armed or unarmed. And yes, He heard your call...

~ G ~

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WE WILL NOT GO DOWN (Song for Gaza)
(Composed by Michael Heart)


A blinding flash of white light
Lit up the sky over Gaza tonight
People running for cover
Not knowing whether they’re dead or alive

They came with their tanks and their planes
With ravaging fiery flames
And nothing remains
Just a voice rising up in the smoky haze

We will not go down
In the night, without a fight
You can burn up our mosques and our homes and our schools
But our spirit will never die
We will not go down
In Gaza tonight

Women and children alike
Murdered and massacred night after night
While the so-called leaders of countries afar
Debated on who’s wrong or right

But their powerless words were in vain
And the bombs fell down like acid rain
But through the tears and the blood and the pain
You can still hear that voice through the smoky haze

We will not go down
In the night, without a fight
You can burn up our mosques and our homes and our schools
But our spirit will never die
We will not go down
In Gaza tonight
________________________________________

The tongue.

Something without bones is mean. Something without bones is merciless. It attacked me several times on the head. It made me bleed, it made me fallen into the deepest darkest hole under my frailty. It delivered messages that would haunt me for years that I could barely erase them from my knotty mind. I tried to close my eyes and covered the imagery of that boneless thing with something more content, and I couldn’t. That shapeless form stabbed into the center of me and left marks it went all into the corners of it. I just followed the drift powerless, though I didn’t want to be any part of it.

 

Something without bones scares me a lot. It crawled into my bed and slipped inside my dreams. It contaminated them until I could no longer brave enough to lay back and sleep well again. It screeched with pitchy tones and said something sharp through my dreamy reflection, still inside my dreams. I couldn’t find the answer of how hard it was to cut this unpleasant contact.

 

Something without bones is gluey, as gluey as when it said horrible things about me. Even when I never said, or never did. It just glued, and it would stick on me, until like…

 

Forever.

 

~ G ~

 

For You: “Thank you for the LITLLE COWARD heart inside the BIG BLUFFING mouth.”

For another You: “Thank you for being such a DISAPPOINTING FRIEND ever be.”

And for the last You: “Thank you for the jealousy upon my existence. I’ll keep being your forever nightmare, coz you’re such a BIG SHORT FAT entertaining fool.”

24.

I closed my eyes and I called Your name. You came in a second, then we talked. I said I need You, and I thought You have left me. You said I'm stupid and asked me whether You've had abandoned me. I said I miss You and I miss mom, You answered You miss me too and my mom misses me even more. I said I'm getting older, You said I'm getting wiser. I said no, You said believe me. I mourned to think that I'm one year closer to meet You. You asked me if I indeed not desiring to meet you. That's not what I meant, I answered. I'm afraid I'm not ready yet, You said no one is ready to meet You, and You convinced me that You're not that frightening. I laughed, You smiled. I said You must be undoubtedly beautiful, You answered You would prefer to be said forever indescribable.

I said thank you for willing to talk with me, You said I'm one of Your creations, You should and shall always stick your eyes on me. I sobbed, You said don't cry. I smiled, You said "Happy birthday, go blow your 24 liquid candles. No need to do the make-a-wish ritual, I already knew yours. Cheers, human"

November 15
~G~

Fitting.

Habis fitting kebaya buat acara resepsi anaknya salah satu boss gede perusahaan tempat saya menguras keringat dan air mata.

Duh.... Kerahnya bener-bener tidak sesuai dengan harapan. Gue minta yang victorian style, kenapa yang nongol model blue-colar style gini?

Harus dirubah, harus! Selamatkan martabat bangsa seperti Obama!!!

*bener-bener postingan ngga penting. Cowo gue mana yah? Blom nongol... Pantatnya blom kering apa ya? Yasudahlah, bakar sebatang lagi aja kalo gitu.

~G~

Games Online

Lumayan ngilangin bete dikantor kalo:

1. Lagi ngga ada kerjaan
2. YM lagi sepi
3. Lagi ngga ada gosip hot dikantor
4. Efes, Fesbuk sama Multiply lagi membosankan
5. Ngga ada cerita seru di detik.com dan bolanews
6. Bosen maenin Diner Dash, Feeding Frenzy, Pizza Frenzy sama Volley pantai
7. Nungguin download The Sims sama Harry Potter terbaru yang ngga kelar-kelar [seperti apa yang terjadi sama gue sekarang, hiks... tolonglah!]

~G~

Mine!

Sometimes people - stupidly - claim something that does not belong to them as their own. For example, this one pathetic shit is trying to take over one life that is not his. My deep condolence for his dead stinky rotten brain and soul. Screw you, asshole! The one life that you are trying to take is MINE!!!

MINE!!! MINE!!! and only belongs to ME!!!

F U !!!

~G~

Death.

Finally be able to see my Death on the stage again and "making love" with his guitar. Sampe nge-diving segala udah kaya martabak diangkat-angkat trus dibolak-balik [hihihihi....]. One word to describe him on the stage: CHAOS!! And oh how I love seeing him like that

~G~

Breaking in.

I want to shut it up

I will torch the tradition

Put an end to it

I will make an eternal silence

To a loud superficial convention

To a strictly unbreakable set of mind

I want to get over it

I will cork my ears to deafness

And plug my eyes to blindness

Yet I will widely open my heart

I will unleash it to the maximum limit

Let them see what lies beneath it

I want to stop it

I will stand in the middle of the road

Put both hands aside me

So they won’t be able to move forward

Watch me taking my heart from inside my chest

It’s bleeding, red and tortured

I want to break it

Burry all wounds in the vault

Where no one can reach it any longer

I will mend their damaged thoughts

Establish a needful revolution

I will safe them from the doom

I won’t get any helped by me

I don’t need that

Coz yet

I’m already breaking in.

Rival.

I knew it would be you
Who broke the line
Told me we would be fine
Until one of us were fallen

I knew it would be me
Who answered your call
Told you that you were wrong
Until I could prove it to your shocking mime

I knew it would be us
Who got enough to each other
Told nothing and acting a stranger
Until we gone old and limping

I knew I wouldn't be known
The reason why this would happen
A scenario that was already written
Until the last page that is filled with a blank

I knew you have known
That in the end
God knows everything that we don't

~G~

* You know how hard it was to deal with, but I knew that I would be the last one standing here.

Playing God.

Holy men never exist
Not a baby, nor even a priest
They manifest evil in every breath they catch
They experience things and they feed evil thoughts
They are blessed with feeling, brain and senses
They are condemned with hunger, fear and greediness
True and false will be their lifetime enemies
Merit and sin will be their forever worst nightmares
Everything in this world will have its end
But why not to God?
Every creature will choose its path to heaven or hell
But why not to God?
Why God never wants to own what we have,
Though we always want to own God’s power?
Why God never envies us,
Though we are ready to kill and to die to be in His position?
Men never created to feel truly satisfied
Nor even be wholly perfect
But they give rank, they give rate, they give score
They give reward, they give punishment
They judge, they value things and they label things
They establish egocentric thoughts to a form named “law”
Whether it was made unintentionally conscious
Or intentionally unconscious
Law has been said as mass legally compromise
They said it is mass legally agreement
And there they are
They form a new mindset of humankind
Because they judge, innocence exists
Because they value things, the accused appears
They collect power and hide their weaknesses from disclosure
A power with several unbelievable ingredients
It is include a bottle of fear, 10 spoons of passion
A cup of cowardice, a full bundle of stupidity
Mixed with a bowl of polluted brain capacity
They are all mixed up in a pan of money
Burnt in a flame of greediness
That is how law is made
That is how they started to question God
That is how they lose their self-consciousness
That is how phenomenon plays games upon men
Soiled their holiness, ruined their innocence
Screwed their goodness
Where finally some deceiving goodness hide in mask only remain
I started to question myself
Why heaven still has to be there,
If men are all playing God?

~G~

Kriuuukk...

[Tidur sambil mimpiin dia kayanya enak nih!]

Setelah selesai meng-upload foto-foto nostalgiLa di Efes, dan habis itu baca note Fesbuk-nya Sita, aduh... Gue jadi kangen B.A.N.G.E.T sama mereka!



Untung besok ada acara Bukber...
*menahan keinginan untuk menguap, menjerit minta pulang dan mengutuk aircon kantor yang sangat tidak bersahabat sementara perut kosong blong!*