the story of my life

Here I am! :D

Been away for almost a week. Literally stranded in many ways. I even loose some weight! (yeah well, the latter was you know... you should go check the truth for yourself :p)

I like traveling and enjoy the art of getting lost. It's just that, now, I realized, I worship the life I had. I could bitch all day about the traffic, and then God said: enjoy the show, girl! And God just took all the streets and the proper vehicle. Mate, that is something not to look forward to on any trip!

Let me tell you a story of the traveling pants. I took off from Cengkareng at 01.30 AM (yes, AM! grrr...) on Monday and arrived at Domine Eduardo Osok airport at 09.00 AM local time. Woohoo! The DEO airport is more like... how to describe it... a barn. I wouldn't be surprised if the plane could not land because there are boar in the runway. Or, the pilot might just say "Let's just hit the boar, and held a feast!". Mehh.

That's not it. Who says Papua is bloody hot?! Hng... when I landed at DEO it was raining. The locals said they haven't seen sunlight for two days. A good sign? Might be, if I was planning to stay in bed for the next 4 days. NOT.

The thing is, I have to catch a boat at the local dock to go to the place I have to be. Every single day, there are 2 boats, the slow boat and speed boat to head off to the island. At exactly 2 PM local time, the boat would leave the boat. So, bye-bye to all of you on late arrival. You could all come back tomorrow. :p

I took the speed one, and spend around 2 hours at the sea. The locals said, it's the southern wind season, so the tide's high and it's cloudy all day. Great...

I arrived at Waisai port around 4 PM local time. so, it's around 15 hours of trip just to be in Waisai! At the time, I can't even feel my legs. Fortunately, I got a great motel to stay. So I spend the rest of the day sleeping. :D

I spend 3 days on the island, exploring it. Kabupaten Raja Ampat is... 8 years old. The main street was around 10 KM, and that was it :|. The road were soils and gravels covered in creeper plants. Tried to ask the driver, were there any wild life in the bushes. The driver replied: snakes. Okay, windows up! Fasten seatbelt! I did saw an eagle flew on one of my trip.

I'll tell you about the trips on the island on another post (if I ever remember). Again, to come back to Jakarta I have to spend around 15 more hours. My butt... ouch.

The thing is, my life is an entire chaos. After I landed in Jekarrrrdaaaahhhh... I have to head to Bandung immediately. Not that I complain, but I really do miss my bed. But then, my cousin's wedding was a pay off. He finally got married! :D The cousin who picked me up in the beginning of my Bandung part of life!

So here I am, awake after spending like 4 hours of straight sleep. *yawn*

And tomorrow's monday. Another office hour! yay! *taking pillow to the office tomorrow*

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TiQi Bo

GARerun

I love watching Grey's Anatomy. Well, lately, it's because Jackson Avery is there. He doesn't say any line, he's just... there... *slap me...*
Anyway, few days ago a friend of mine said to me: Do you remember the first season of GA? When Christina Yang said to Meredith Grey that she's her person, well... you're my person... If something happened to me, remember, you're my person.
Err... first of all, I wanted to be Christina Yang *gak penting deh ah*. Second thing, if I'm Meredith, then if someday I am planning to build a house, I have to fit in a room, just for her... her room in my house *gak penting deh ah #2*.
Seriously, Grey's Anatomy aren't real, people! come on... in real life, you wouldn't hear those lines they said on screen. Well, if you still attempt to do that, you might slip, or end up babbling... Won't be that perfect. Trust me, I've tried :p. But well, my friend is right in a way, everybody needs to be somebody else' 'person' and needs somebody else to be their 'person'. I might just completely had the break down, if I don't have my person. The one I think could keep all my mellow yellow things and cover it up and present me as the psycho girl to the world *wait a sec, I don't quite know, how a psycho girl is better than mellow yellow me... but well...*
And well, in my daily life, I won't get to see the Jackson Avery personification. At least until this very moment, I still couldn't spot that person. And don't forget how Alex Karev has become. Hmm, that guy... *ih, pengen cubit! halah*.
My life is not the operating room. I came to the office and stare blankly to my monitor, or went to a meeting I don't even know what language were they speaking, or bluff as if I got the answer to questions of my work. I don't save lives. I might save some asses, but no, I don't save lives :p. Frankly I've lost my passion of this work. Well, it's not that I lost it, I just never seem to find the strive to get really involved with my current job. But well, it pays quite well, and it could buy me toys that could made me happy for a while. Who said money can't buy happiness? It could. Money just can't buy joy. You need to recharge the happiness. :)
My boss isn't exactly Miranda Bailey. OK, let's not talk about my boss, the whole office would be dragged down. I just wish I won't become that major conspiracy of this office. Driving me insane.

Ah well anyway, I might not be the one you would look up to in the office. I'm not good at my job. But well, at least I've found persons who I could drag to my own world. And I thank everyone of you. :)

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TiQi Bo

Jambon

Today's stupid conversation:

Jambon: If you don't know the way to Citos, your next birthday, I'll buy you a map!
Bo: Uhm. All this time, I depend on people who got me to Citos, so you better buy me a map for my next birthday. And I hope it's an electric one. So I'd just sit and it'll show the way.
Jambon: I'd buy you a dog. It's that enough?
Bo: Uhm. Is it edible?
Jambon: I bought you a dog so you won't get lost! Don't eat it!
Bo: But uhm, if I got lost, can I eat the dog?
Jambon: Whatever. It's your dog anyway.
Bo: Wait a sec... I have a dog? What? When? How?
Jambon: *zeeeennnnnn* *I'm not gonna slap you*
Bo: Ow, you're no fun! You could do this mature thingy with supermanyun. Me no likey your mature thingy.
Jambon: *jewer* *ambil sekop*
Bo: *slenthik* Hey! that's more like it! :D

I must admit. It takes a lot of patience to deal with me, when I need to spill my 7000 words per day. And it took another twisted head, just to understand that conversation I just wrote down.
This girl. My bucket to spill my 7000 words per day. I just get to know her for a year. Yet, she never fails to surprise me. She grew right in front of me. She's more mature now *OK, I admit... I wanted to write 'old' instead of mature, but well... she might just kill me with thos 'zeeeennnnn' whatever thing*. She became loveydovey lately, and that's not my thingy. But well, anyway... lots have changed in a year. Lots have happened. Some things you like, the others you hate.
Thank god she hasn't lost her insanity. Or well, if she's faking her insanity, maybe I;d just have to work it out so she'd find her way to the eternal insanity... right? right?


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TiQi Bo
wait a sec... Jambon, you read my blog, right? This is my *akuuuuu..... gilaaaaaaa...* speaking. I'd probably regret my blog entry when I'm sober. Thanks for being insane, mate. :)

Run

Slower slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads

Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess

-run, snow patrol-

I had a chat with Genter, a couple of days ago. Genter is a guy who happens to inhabit the office across mine. It's been a while since I had chat with him. Usually we just nod our heads and smile respectfully when we meet in the hallway.
It was early in the morning, when the virtual conversation happens. I can't go back to sleep, and he was available. So, well let's make use of him :) (hmmm, somehow... The last sentence doesn't sound right... hmmm...). Start off with office stuffs. Continued with his latest fans. And end up with what I was doing at the moment.
I signed out for it was my new morning ritual I am going to do (Bukan, bukan pup sambil kayang... walo usul itu, akan saya tampung... :p). He asked me, what was my activity. I didn't have the chance to answered it, but yeah, lately I jog. As you all know, I'm overweight. Nonono, I'm undertall... *que cricket*.
Although jogging lead me to dislocated knees or sprain, or any other minor accident caused by my own stupidity, I started to enjoy the feeling of running away from daily life. I'm bored. A year! I repeat a year! staying in the same office, somehow it's too much for me. I admit, I get bored easily, and it's easy to dictract me also, but I've had it up to here! (pointing my fingers to the top level...).
I talked it down with Genter (yeah, I was pretty high at the time... let's hope Genter didn't remember a single thing I said :p). He felt the same way too. Well, he's been working for two years now, so I don't blame him if he wanted to run from this office as well.
What is wrong with us? Moreover, what is wrong with our office, anyway? All I wanted to do was run. runaway from that office. All I can do now is look for the opportunity. May the force be with me... :p

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TiQi Bo
eit... Genter, lu tau blog gue yak? Diem2 ya, ooooommmm.... Kalo gak, gue panggilin fans lu niy... *evil laugh*

NKOTB

This year, my office got two new comers. They're in the same status as I was a year ago. Both of them came from UGM, the university I went. Aboed went to Architecture, same thing like me and Corry went to plan-no-logic :p.
Eager young minds, I like to say to myself about them. They're so enthusiastic of things going on in the office, just like what I used to be *I vomit a bit :p*. (OOT: Michael Buble's Everything is on the go... trying so hard not to hit 'next' button). 3 months now, and they're starting to question their existence in the office. Well, uhm... err... Have nothing to say about that, but here's somethings they ask me :) (of course, along came my answers... Hopefully they didn't fall for my tricky answers)

NKOTB: So, what's the working hours, to be exact?
Bo: Uhm, 8 - 4, like you already know.
NKOTB: But the office's still locked.
Bo: Well, 8 - 4 is for the PNS, and the one that holds the key is non PNS :|
NKOTB: So, we should wait?
Bo: No, you came AFTER the keyholder came.
NKOTB: And what time?
Bo: Let's say... After 8? :p

NKOTB: Do we have to do these things ASAP?
Bo: Do you see it as important thing?
NKOTB: Uhm, not really. I got things to do.
Bo: Here's the thing. Don't do things that you can do today, if you could put it off till tomorrow.
NKOTB: Really?
Bo: Even better, let the boss decide which one's more important. :)

NKOTB: How does the system works?
Bo: What?
NKOTB: Who should I listen to? Two bosses, each with their own antics
Bo: Learn fast. You'd see.
NKOTB: And I shouldn't tell these matters to anyone outside the office?
Bo: Hmm. Learn faster.
NKOTB: What?
Bo: This boss here, is where your tasks came from. And that boss there, is where you should nod, and smile, and listen to your heart. >:)

NKOTB: I see my friends with their new gadgets. Why can't I have those?
Bo: Have you count your income?
NKOTB: Yeah. Should be enough to buy me something new. But I spent them on food. Useless.
Bo: Hmm... No worries. Just don't starve yourself to death.
NKOTB: But, I also wanted those things!
Bo: *banging my heads* save moneeey! As simple as that!

And these persons, my friend, are your future government officer *plus one devilish untamed mind*

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TiQi Bo

Boss: You're wearing glasses now?
Bo: Uhm, yeah.. *rolling eyes*
Boss: Looks like goggles
Bo: *not giving any responds*
Boss: So, what's the prescription?
Bo: There's nothing wrong with my eyes... It's my minus behavior, they said.
Boss: Ow...

A full week with 14 different individuals

After prajab stories, this time, I wanted to share stories of the 7 days I spent with 14 different person... :)

day 1 - always a procrastinator
Bo: *texting Ayyu* hey, if you're on your way to pick me up, lemme know *preparing to get some sleep*
Ayyu: *3 minutes after I texted her* I'm on my way.
*nooooo, my precious sleeping time! Ayyu! you ruin my plans!*

bluetooth from my DSLR?
Mega: I would love to have the shot!
Bo: Sure, I'll bluetooth them right from my DSLR! *smirking*
Mega: Dammit, my cellphone's dead!
Bo: *whoa, she believes that my dslr could do bluetooth?* uhm, awraity then, I'll mobile upload them... :)
Mega: your camera could do that as well?
*krikrikrik... Megaaaa... naive! :))*

Is it possible?
Febri: Ah, no one got a tele... :(
Bo: yeah, mine's as standard as it could be... hey! I got an idea... how about we glue your lens and mine together! would it be a 18 - 110 mm lens?
Febri: :)) nice! let's find that glue...
*wokaaay,,, mas Febri has gone mad!*

I'm always sick, mas!
Febri: so, since when did you lost your sanity?
Bo: hehehehehe... since forever, didn't you know?
Febri: First time I knew you, you look sane...
Bo: I need to get to know people first to show who I really am, mas... and yes,,, me. insane. >:)
*giving Febri a pat on his back... 'maap mas, temanmu ini memang agak gak waras'*

that's for today... I'll continue them... maybe it's better in Bahasa :D

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TiQi Bo
missing what I have lost... it's trully normal, rite?

Prajab (part 2)

The prajab stories continues!
*well, it's about time, Bo!*

bahasa indonesia mode: ON

di hari2 awal prajab,,,

si pembaca doa
Pilas: Wah, mas Sandy baca doa!
Bo: Hng? trus? *iya... saya memang ignorrant*
Pilas: Wah, pasti ada yang salah nih...
---mas sandy baca doa---
*klotak!*
jyaaah,,, ngejatohin apa tuh, maaaas?

sesi askjud (1)
tanya: siapa yang A**** suka?
jawab: Pilas *gue bisa dibunuh pilas, kalo nyebarin ini ke dunia...*

tanya: siapa yang arra suka?
jawab: rina

tanya: siapa yang pilas suka?
jawab: mustahil *.krikrikrik.*
insaplah kaliaaaaan, askjud itu penipuaaaaan...

sesi askjud (2)
Bo: wuis, chaaaaa... brani luuuu?
icha: ehehehe...
bo: kamar lu pojokan lhoooo...
icha: uhm, pengen pipis...
bo: gih, tuh, kamar gue aja, deket...
icha: anterin?
bo: he? takut juga luuu?
halah chaaaaa, nggak usah pake askjud2an... moso gue nganterin lu pipis di kamar yang jaraknya sepelemparan batu iniiii?

hyak, sapa yang belom nanya?
widyaiswara gilak, pake acara ngasih poin kalo nanya... dan nyaris semua udah nanya... pelajaran nyaris berakhir...
dan saya teteup jadi pasivis... baru sadar kalo materi ampir abis..
widyaiswara:...blahblahblah...
Bo: *nyamber* jadi pak, nguohnguoh? *lupa nanya apa, gak penting lah pokoknya*
widyaiswara: oh, blahblahblah...
*ada yang angkat tangan, nyamber kedua*
suara misterius: pak, nguohnguooooh? *lupa juga, nanya apa*
dan materi selesai
dan si suara misterius itu, tak lain dan tak bukan, Pilas... yaoloh, sekamar beujadan lil alamin semua...

Arra? di mana?
ke carrefour beli barang2 titipan, nebeng Pilas, sama Febry dan Arra.
pada mencar2, waktunya mepet, udah ampir jam stengah sepuluh...
waktu mo bayar, Arra masi ilang...
Feb: Arra di misscall gih...
Pilas: Nggak punya nomer hengpunnya...
Bo: ... sama... Oh, gue tanya ma Desi dulu! dya punya nomor hengpunnya mungkin...
---tilipun Desi, sepertinya si oknum lagi hangover apa tau...---
---Desi sms nomor Arra---
tilipun Arra... not working... tilipun Desi... gak diangkat...
Arra udah mau ditinggal... biar pulang sambil ngesot2, nangis di tengah jalan... *smirk*
hurey! akhirnya Arra nongol!
Abis itu, baru tukeran nomor hengpun... iya, kita memang cerdas...
Des, ini semua salahmu! salahmu! nomornya salah! huh! huh!


itu dulu deh...
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TiQi Bo
here I am, laying on my floor,,, realizing how ignorrant I am as a friend...
when will I tke things seriously anyway? I paid attention on details too much, sometimes I missed the whole picture...
God, I missed talking to You... Have You gave up on me? You, and it will always only be You that I turn to... Forgive all I've done... Thank you, You...

Prajab (part 1)

Stories from my prajab...
I'll skip the sad, raging, serious, not fun at all part for you guys, and skip into the stupid parts which I also name my daily life...

hari 1
naik taksi menuju tempat penjagalan... Uhm, maksud gue tempat prajab...
Bo: Haluh?
a voice: Tik, lu di mana?
Bo: Hng? di taksi.. uhm...ini...
a voice: Masih lama nggak? Gue uah nyampe...
Bo: Uhm, bentar lagi... ini...
a voice: Ya udah, buruaaaaaaan...
Bo: Iya... iya... tapi ini siapaaaaa?
a voice: Pilas, duduuuuuuuuul!
and she hung the phone...
*yep, itu cara gue tau nomor telepon Pilas... I AM THAT IGNORRANT! padahal dya bakal jadi roomie gw selama dua minggu, dan gue cuma tau Y!M dia, sampe hari itu... me nye dih kan...*

Hari 1 - udah nyampe mess
Bo: Ui, Pil... *masih cranthelan travel bag*
Pilas: Argh... kenapa angkatan kita isinya orang yng diem2 tapi nyebelin siy?
Bo: Uhm, kenapa niy? *bingung, baru dateng... roomie gw udah misuh2*
Pilas: Iya, Tik... lu liat aja, diem2, tapi nyari gara2...
Bo: Pil, I don't get this conversation...
*dan jawaban dari pertanyaan gue baru gw dapatkan beberapa hari setelah itu... ya ampun Pilaaaaas, you and you best frieeeeend! ahahahaah*

ceramah kesehatan
Pak Ketua: Nanti jam lima bakal ada ceramah kesehatan dari kepala balai
crowd: Awwwwhhhhhh...
Bo: Brarti, mesti rapi ya? hng...
Pilas: Yah, gak bisa buka puasa di luar ya?
Bo: Bisa aja... Lu ambil makanan, lu makan deh di luar ruangan...
Pilas: Dudul lu, ah...
...jamlimateng...
Bo: Bakal diapain niy kita? pake ceramah kesehatan pulak...
Kepala Balai; Yak, selamat sore... ini ada orang oxy yang mau bicara...
.krikrikrik.
*promo kok dibilang ceramah kesehatan siy, paaaaaaaaaak? aaaaaaaarrrrrrrggggghhhhh...*

udah kenyang...
Buka puasa di pasar kaget deket mess
pak Ketua: udah kenyang...
*tahu gejrot 2 porsi, es buah satu mangkok*
pulang ke mess
pak ketua: kenyang...
*tambah nasi sepiring*
pak ketua: kenyaaaaaaang...
*tambah lagi kolak*
*ini nih, yang namanya kenyang, pak Ketuaaaaaaaaaa...*

WI killer
bapak penjaga: Besok masuknya jam 8 kurang 1/4 ya...
Bo: Napa?
Pilas: Kata kelas sebelah, Gurunya killer, nggak suka telat... Trus, kemaren ditanyain satu2 gitu...
Bo: Oh...
...keesokanharinya...
laaaaaaaaaaaaah? mana guru killernyaaaaaa? malah ketawa2 giniiiiiiiiii.... kelas sebelah menipuuuuuuuuuu...
*entah kelas gw yang ndableg, ato emang gurunya gak killer...*

ga pernah ngobrol, huks...
Bo: Bobbi orangnya diem banget ya, Pil?
Pilas: Ho'o...
Bo: Gw gak pernah ngobrol ma dya...
Pilas: gue pernah...
Bo: Hah? waw... kapan?
Pilas: Pas nagihin duit...
*dasar rentenir! ngobrolnya cuma pas nagihin duit... gilaaaaaa...*

saingan! saingan!
WI: yak, ada pertanyaan?
yanti ma gw ngacung...
liat2an...
WI: ada pertanyaan lagi?
yanti ma gw ngacung lagi....
liat2an lagi...
Bo: Gw duluan ato lu duluan?
Yanti: terserah...
Bo melanjutkan ngebo sadja...
*WI gilak... poinnya dapet dari nanya... insane...*

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TiQi Bo
tar disambung lagi... mo siestaaaaaaaa...
owh, makasih temen2 prajab gol III angkatan 2 tahun 2009: *nyontek absen dulu...* Tisa, Icha, bumil Fietry, Jimmy, Rin, Chin, Rigano, Arra, Fefen, Kang Iman, Nanang, Yulia, Hesti, Akasa, Damai, Febry, Pilas, Anang, Dina, Swastyastu, mbah Imam, Raden Indra, mas Sandi, Bandung, Bobbi, Dewi, Evie, Hengki, Retha, Ya'foor, Anggoro, Denny, Gita, Yanti, Bumil Putri, Rudi, Pak Djamal, Andri, Arief...
you guys are far beyond my expectation...

paus raya! yay!

These guys surrounds me...
They're who I grew up with...
They're there even when I wasn't able to spell my name correctly... *my name is uhm... a little hard to memorize, I suppose*
The guy with glasses is mas Dodol.
The guy in yellow is twin. *ga usah banyak cingcong... walo ga mirip sama skali, he's indeed my twin!*
The guy holding his head is Ebi, twin's lil bro.

They're the ones that I could hug, share some thoughts, and share my meals with
They've seen everything in me... *uhm, as a kid... literally... I've seen everything they have too, hyahahaha*

*hughug*

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TiQi Bo

prajab

hmmm...

since I am a government officer, so the word prajab is a must for me...
and the schedule is out just now...
surprisingly, I got mid august - early september
hmm...

I was just wondering...
how could I be there in that venue?
on fasting month?

because, usually...
at those days...
I'll be chained along with the other makhlukbersungumembawatrisula

hmm...
that, my friends... will be the biggest question I have to deal...

and, I'll be ignoring any other 'ridiculous' requirements...
hmm...

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TiQi Bo

Direktur saiah ituh...

*this post will be done in Indonesian, to mke my point and to get the moral of this story, huahahaha*

Kemarin gw terkena jebakan betmen bos gw. Gw disuruh rapat yang dimulai jam setengahtujuhmalam sadja... Dan bos gw (kasubdit) kabur dengan suksesnya jam satusiang, dengan alasan sakit... *yeah, rite... like I don't have any brain, sir... you came to my cubicle still smoking with all your bloody pride, and suddenly you're sick? blah... bite me with the reality, Sir...*.
Jadilah gw brengket dengan suksesnya abis magrip, ke salah satu hotel di bilangan Blok M, hewhew... berbekal disposisi dari bos *laknat* gw itu, buat ngewakilin DIREKTUR gw di acara FOCUS GROUP DISCUSSION.. Kambiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!!! Ya owloooh, moga2 bokap nyokap gw ga begini kelakuannyaaaaa... malu gw, maluuuuuuu...
Jadi, FOCUS GROUP DISCUSSION ini, cuma ngundang skitar 15 orang, dengan gelar DR dan PROF bertebaran, dan jabatan2 nan mentereng di mana2. Siapa saia? TiQi Bo. sudah. titik. ngekngokngekngok. Clingak clinguk, ga ada yang gw kenal... *Yeah, sure... dengan gelar DR dan PROF dan jabatan setara DIREKTUR dan DEPUTI, ga bakal ada yang seumuran gueeee.... duh gusti, rapat sama opa2...*
Anyway, setelah terombang ambing *antara akanan daging2an dan emih serta buah2an dan es maknyoss*, muncullah sesosok yang gw kenal... Hurrreeeeeeyyy!!! Direktur gw dateeeeeng! Yay! Yay! Yay! Seenggaknya ada opa2 yang gw kenaaaal... aseeeeeek...
Anyway lagi, sebenernya gw mah pengen nyeritain percakapan gw ma Direktur gw selama focus ohwhatsoever itu... Obrolan yang konyol, tentu saja... huehehehe...

Dir: Lho, Tik? Bu **** mana?
Bo: Engh,,, engh...
Dir: Kok bukan dia atau kasubditmu yang dateng?
Bo: Ngh, pak ***** tadi katanya sakit, hehe.
Dir: Ho, katanya ya, Tik? Pasti kabur ya, Tik? *hakjleeebbb... akuh...tak..bisa...berbohong...aaaaaarrrggggghhhh*
Bo: Bu ****, bukannya rapat tadi ya Pak?
Dir: Udah selese, wong saya tadi ke sana. Udah pulang ya, Tik?
*uhuhuhuhu, iya paaaaakkk.... saya ndak bisa bohoooooong... ampun paaaaaak*
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Dir: Tik, kamu nggak nanya?
Bo: Ah, nggak ah, Pak... saya kan nggak ngerti yang diomongin dari tadi apa *yeah, jujur itu menyakitkan tapi emang nyatanya gitu kan?*
Dir: Nanya aja.
Bo: Nggak ah, pak.
Dir: Kamu pikir saya ngerti yang diomongin ini apa? Biar keliatan pinter aja, Tik. Iya kan?
*ahauhauhau... jujur itu penting, paaaaaak...*
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Dir: Wah, internetnya nggak ada.
Bo: Ah, biasanya WiFinya nyala kok.
Dir: Oh, closed ternyata.
Bo: Owh.
Dir: Tik, kamu punya FB nggak?
Bo: Punya dong!
*euh, Pak... tapi nggak berniat nge-add saya kan, Pak? nggak kan?*
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Dir: Rujak, Tik. Seger lho.
Bo: Hng? Ini udah malem, Pak... wogh, saya nggak tanggungan ya, Pak.
Dir: Ah, nggak papa. Eh, iyaya? Udah malem ya?
Bo: Sakit perut lho...
Dir: Eh, Tik...Tik..
Bo: Hm? ada apa Pak?
Dir: Kok perut saya udah mulai sakit ya?
Bo: Aaaaawh, Bapaaaaak... saya nggak mau dimarahin orang2 sekantoooor...
*yes, like boss like staff... devilish*
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Dir: Tik, rapatnya lama banget ya?
Bo: Ho'oh , Pak.
Dir: Ngantuk ya?
Bo: Ho'oh, Pak.
Dir: Apa saya aja yang nutup acaranya ya? biar cepet selesai?
Bo: Wogh, boleh banget, Pak...
*yang ngundang siapaaa... yang mau nutup siapaa... huahahahaha*
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Dir: Tik, kamu nggak mau ngopi?
Bo: Nggak ah, Pak. Males.
Dir: Yaudah saya ambil dulu ya.
Dir: Tik, ada cilok nih.
Bo: Hng? Hahahaha, iya pak, ciloook... *itu fish ball dooong, bukan cilok, Bapaaaak*
Dir: Abisin, Tik.
Bo: He? masih kenyang *abis makan barbar, hauhauhau*
Dir: Oh, ya udah.
...
Dir: Tik, kasian ciloknya, abisin.
Bo: Engh...
Dir: Nggak papa... besok pasti nggak sakit.
Bo: Wah, malah jadi takut makan nih, paaaak...
*dan saya habiskan juga cilok, eh... fish ballnya, haha*
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Dir: Tik, kamu tinggal di mana?
Bo: Radio Dalam, Pak.
Dir: Oh, ngekos ya?
Bo: Hehe, iya, Pak.
Dir: kalo akhir bulan kamu jual baju kamu nggak?
Bo: Ha? nggak pak...
Dir: Wah, kamu nggak ngalamin jadi anak kos. Dulu saya kalo akhir bulan sering jual baju, buat makan, hehe...
*iyawh, direktur juga menungsooooh... pernah syusyah...*
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Dir: Tik, kamu ikut saya aja, pulang nanti.
Bo: Loh, emang searah, Pak?
Dir: Iya.
Bo: Ah, naik bus aja Pak, masih banyak kok *pukul 10 malam di Blok M, masih ramaaaaiiiiii*
Dir: Ah, udah sepi... tar kamu diculik, kan saya yang repot.
Bo: Emang rumah Bapak di mana?
Dir: PA MU LANG!
Bo: Ahahahaha... iya, Paaaaakkk... ampuuuuuuuunnnn....
*iye, Pamulang mah, jaoh paaaaaak*
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Dir: Jauh ya, rumah saya..
Bo: Iya, Pak.. hehe...
Dir: Apa enaknya, saya ngekos aja ya?
Bo: Wogh, boleh aja, Pak.. ahahaha...
Dir: Gimana Tik? Kosanmu masih ada yang kosong nggak?
Bo: Hw? Kalopun ada yang kosong, itu kosan cewek paaaaaak...
Dir: Ah, masa' nggak nerima saya? wong saya udah kakek2 gini kok.
Bo: Wogh, kalo berani ngomong sama ibu kosnya sih, terserah, Pak...
*Direktur gw... lucuuuuuu*
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Over all, sebenernya gw masih melakukan hal2 yang bodoh sih, selama rapat apa tau itu... lain kali gw ceritain deh, hehe...

I'm not cool, I'm frost...

Taz: Cah, kita disuruh nyari artikel dari Butaru...
Bo: Ha? emh... apa itu Butaru?
Taz: Buletin tata ruang, bocah bodoooooh...

Look, Taz... I am trully sorry, I am new here... Oh rite, you're new too. The difference is I am stupid and ignorant to make it perfect... And you're older than I am... huehehehe, informasi gak penting... Iye, buuuuuwwww! terima kasih udah nambahin pengetahuan gw...

Taz: Iya, lu ambil aja Kapet di Biak...
Dita: Wah, nggak bisa... kapet itu yang megang subdit lain...
Heru: Kayaknya agak susah kalo Kapet, wilayah IV agak2 susah deh untuk nyari produk unggulan..
*and all the people in the room went yapping with all their knowledge...*
Bo: Cung, ehemm... Kapet apaan sih?
Taz: Iiiiiiih, bocaaaaaaahhhh... Kawasan pengembangan ekonomi terpadu *Truly sorry, I have forgotten the true answer from Taz, so freefalling translation took place again...hehe*
Bo: Hoo, ya ampuuuun... lu tau banyak ya, Cung...
Taz: ... bodoh...

>.<
Sowwwwiiiiieeeee... I skipped my classes during my college years just to have a better afternoon nap... uhuhuhu...

Bu Nuke: Oh iya, Tik... ini pake swakelola... ada metode kontraktual juga...
Bo: ... *memandang Bu Nuke... nyengir*
Bu Nuke: Jadi, Tik...swakelola itu kita nyerahin ke konsultan... yang kontraktual biasanya pekerjaan tahun kedua...
Bo: Oh, ok, Bu...

T.T
Bu Nuke must've been really frustrated to have a staff like me... she shooked her head and look pitiful on me... uhuhuhu...

The truth is, I don't like the so called cool words that government use... *please remind me, I am part of the what so called system...*. Why can't we use the normal words, anyway? My head just kind of frost, mates... and because of those loads of cool words, now my brain is beginning to melt... oh, dear... I hope it doesn't explode... =p

Mas Adam: Tik, jangan lupa nanti laporan yang kemaren dibuat ya...
Bo: He? nggak diminta ma si bos kok, mas... ih... eh, mas... mo kabur ke mana?
Mas Adam: Enak aja kabur... aku mau konsinyasi tauk...
Bo: Hoo, ok... gudlak, mas! Aku mau fesbukan! :D
Mas Adam: Huahaha, kerjain laporan di Bidakara kemareeen!
Bo: Siap, bos...

and I don't have a clue... what is 'konsinyasi'... mati saiah...

Dita: Iya, di wilayah IV ada sosialisasi lokasi blablabla...
Bo: Ha? Lokalisasi?
Dita: Bhuahahahaha, bodoooooooh...

>.<
me.stupid.eh.moron.confirmed....

Taz: Jadi, Cah... tar lu yang bikin artikelnya, ya...
Bo: Ha? gw? huahaha, lu percaya ma gw, Cung?
Taz: Hmm... mo gimana lagi...
Bo: Kalo gw yang bikin ya... tu artikel jadinya artikel pop gitu... pantesnya masuk majalah2 remaja, bok... gimana?
Taz: terseraaaaaaahhhh....

:D
maafkan gw ya, Buw... gw agak2 gimanaaa gitu, kalo bikin artikel ilmiah... tapi, jangan khawatir, sapa tau tulisan dari direktorat kita bisa masuk citacin*a, huehehehe... not bad kan ya?

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TiQi Bo
ah, my days are filled with fun and joy, if you see it in my point of view, hwehehehe. Jangan terlalu dipikirkan, ah...

Bajaj distance walk

kotak-kotak merangkak rapat di muka lambang tiga kali setengah lingkaran
Gadis bulat menyusup, memipihkan diri
Gadis bulat menoleh ke kanan dan ke kiri, seluruhnya tertutupi kotak-kotak

Gadis Bulat berjalan terseok di muka teras petinggi negeri
Teras yang dipalang demi kenyamanan pemilik bukan publik
Teras yang dimiliki pribadi bukan abdi
Teras yang angkuh bukan merengkuh
'Punten bapak bersafari, saya numpang lewat', ujar gadis bulat sambil menenteng sepatu coklat dekil.

Gadis bulat berjalan terseok di muka pagar lambang penjaga keamanan negeri
Pagar yang membentengi mereka bukan kita
Pagar yang membatasi bukan mengatasi
Pagar yang mengakali bukan peduli
'Ndherek langkung bapak berseragam, saya numpang lewat', ujar gadis bulat sambil berjinjit perlahan.

Gadis bulat berjalan terseok di muka petir
Petir yang lebih banyak pet bukan byar
Petir yang kikir bukan mikir
Petir yang selalu naik bukan baik
'Maaf bapak petir, saya numpang lewat', ujar gadis bulat sembil menundukkan kepala, malu.

Gadis bulat tiba di muka 'pride of Indonesia'
Tapi dia lebih tertarik pada kumpulan kotak...
Kotak manakah yang kamu pilih, gadis bulat?

Gadis bulat mengejar kotak sarden kebak wong
Menggantungkan nyawa pada bapak yang sedang menyupir sambil meracuni penumpang dan menghafalkan nama-nama penghuni hutan
Berpegangan erat pada sebatang besi hollow, sehollow pandangan seluruh bangunan yang dilewati

Gadis bulat menoleh
Semua penghuni kotak sarden ini sama,
pasrah pada supir yang pethakilan
berharap dapat sampai di rumah dan bertemu semua yang melepas lelah.

Selamat datang di Jakarta, gadis Bulat.
Inilah yang namanya penggal jalan Pattimura - Terminal Blok M.

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TiQi Bo

Percakapan virtual

Taz: Kenapa lu akhirnya datang?
Bo: Huehe, gw keluar kantor, trus ngeliat masih terang banget, ya balik grak, gw kesini deee... Lu ngapain ke sini?
Taz: Gw yang nyelenggarain, bodoh...
Bo: Ho, iyah... lupa, kekeke...

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Taz: Lagi ngomongin apa sih?
Bo: Lagi nyari visi Generasi Muda Peduli penataan ruang
Taz: Dari tadi? Lu ngomong kek!
Bo: Haha? I am not good at speaking, mate. I wish this thing could be held only by conference in YM, kekeke...
Taz: Seru kali ya...
Bo: Ujung2nya, bakal ketemu visi yang kata2nya daritadi ada di papan tulis itu dari tadi
Taz: Ha?
Bo: Never mind.
---setengah jam kemudian---
Taz (talking to the forum): Jadi, menurut gw, visinya itu ya, mewujudkan generasi muda yang peduli penataan ruang!
(Bo look at Taz, then Taz realized and grinned back to Bo)
Bo: Gw bilang juga apa kan?
Taz: Huahahaha, ni forum bener2 bodoh...
Bo: You.stupid.confirmed

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(akhirnya tu visi bener2 dipake, unbelievable...)
Bo (whispering to Naz): Kenapa sih, pake kata2 peduli? Bukannya lebih bagus aware ya? Apa ituh... Sadaaaar...
Naz: Oh, iya Tik...
Naz (to forum): Tikki usul, kenapa gak pake kata 'sadar' blah2...
Bo: (Bagoooos, Naz... hilang sudah anonimitas gw... hilang sudah zona nyaman gw sebagai mbak2 yang familiar tampangnya tapi gw gatau namany yang lagi duduk di pojokan)

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Aris gave the marker to Taz, Taz gave it to Dian, Dian handed it to Bo...
Bo: Buat paan, ni?
Taz: Ya, buat nulis lah...
Bo: Hoo (sambil buka tutup spidol, siap2 nyoret tangan Dian)
Taz: Balikin ajah... dasar autis...
Bo: Lhooo, katanya buat nulis? kekekekeke....

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Bo: Kenapa forum ini gak dibikin malem aja skalian ya?
Taz: Wah, seru juga tuh
Bo: Biar kalo gw insomnia, gw bisa melakukan hal2 bermanfaat
Taz: Pasti udah pada bacok2an
Taz: Kan smakin malem, smakin pada bersemangat
Bo: Hyahaha...

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Well, that's about it...
Don't worry, nobody got killed in that forum... hwehehe, altough I it crossed my mind to 'mengerikiti' Tondi, pieces by pieces... Kanibaaaaaaaaallll, hyahahaha

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TiQi Bo
Life is not about doing everything like what we wanted but to see it in our own perspective.

Oleh2 orientasi CPNS

Sori udah agak lama, tapi mudah2an tulisan ini ga basi...

It's official now, mates... I'm a CPNS. T.T
I am no longer just recorded in this country as numbers of citizen card, but also numbers of government officer.
Let's skip the menye2 part that screamed out of my mind saying I am insane or something (cos I might end up sounded like si Oom, who *I know it's hard to say* I missed, hehe). I had this work orientation session from 9-24 december 2008, and here's some stories of the orientation session.

3 December 2008
Bloody hell, after being ignorant for some years, government has made me remembered of how I can't stand having a morning ceremony. As 'anak bawang', I have to be in the office at 7 o'clock, while the ceremony started at 8.30,,, remind me, mates... If somehow *or somewhen, halah...* I end up being the minister of Public Work *which I applied for, but they said that the position was taken, and I have to kill all the public work officers till their roots if I wanted to be a minister* please do knock me in the forehead *ditoyor, as you guys always did to me* if I came late. I just can't stand standing still under the sun for some time... Suddenly I felt like I was going to have a black out, and Fenita and Wiwin said I looked so pale... Sheesh... But, I survived that day. Owh, mind me too, mates... Every 3 December is Public Work day, which means I always have to held a ceremony,,, T.T
Imagine, I'm 22 right now, and if I got retired at 56, I have to go through 34 years of ceremonies, uhuhuhuhuhuuuu.... What path have I choseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeennnn??? Why meeeeeeeeeeeee? Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiii???

9 December 2008
First day of the orientation session. Have I mentioned before that I hated *no,no,,, I DISLIKE* waking up early? Well, staying in Bekasi while my office is in JakSel is a full guarantee that I have to wake up early in the morning to wake the roosters up... T.T
The first day went well, with having 264 other faces to memorize, I gave up and let my *new* friends who sit next to me do the job of memorizing names...

10 December 2008
2nd day of orientation,,, got ESQ session for 3 hours... THREE hours? Not enough, mates... I was just starting to pull out a tissue when they said that the ESQ is over. Whaaaaa'? I recall my ESQ moment years ago, I cried myself out, feeling totally sinful,,, But then, it took me 3 days, not 3 hours, hehe.
Trustco took over the class and asked us to make group of 25. Don't ask me the names of my friends in the same group, cos I still can't remember, hehe.... Forgive me Lord, I have sinned,,, Let's see,, Desy, Papay, Irma, Yulia, Bang Joz, Conny, Fenita, Wiwin, Ira, Nia, Yanti, Ifan, Rizky, Dadang, Angga, Hakim, Hide, mbak Uli, Ayyu, Emma, Dian, Yudha, Ernes.... hmmm, yaaaak, bubar graaaaaaaaak... I forgot the rest...

11 December 2008
First day of experiencing outbond in Jatiluhur. As it usually happens to me, my group was the 'keser2' group among 9 others, hehe...
Yes...yes... no problemo, amigo.... As long as everybody is having a great time, it doesn't matter if we lost.

12 December 2008
2nd day in Jatiluhur, we had outbound. But before the outbound begun, we have to take a look at WADUK JATILUHUR yang tertjintah ini. Yes, we did it on foot, mates... I *hoshhosh* thought *hoshhosh* the *hoshhosh* committee *hoshhosh* are so damn crueeeeeeeeeeeeel! WSe have to go downhill and then went uphillto see the dam. Arrrrgggghhhh,,,, when we head back to the basecamp, all we have to do was walk in a blink of an eye to reach the start point... bageuuuuuuusssss.... Ngerjain anak bawang, bageuuuuuuuuuuuuuuus...
Then, we went outbound. We had Paintball, maze, gegana, amazone, emh.... a lot of stuffs. And thank God, my group didn't end up being last... hehehe...


13 December 2008
Last day of being outside the classroom. We visited Puslitbangkim, Karang By pass project, and Thames PAM jaya (AETRA). Oh, I forgot to mention, I discover a lot of acronyms in this orientation,,, whether Fenita asked me first or I asked her first,,, and we both end up making things up just to fulfil our curiosity of acronyms... (Fen, kita tambah cerdas soal singkat menyingkat selama orientasi, yaw? Bagoooooossss...)

15 December 2008
Got back in the classroom in Jakarta. Here starts the day of listening to people speaking of things a blurly understand. *Thank God I went to architecture, so when they talk about concretes or stuffs I still could understand a bit, I was wondering what went on Angga's mind, since he was a Kepelatihan OLahraga graduate... I know, world's so harsh on you, Angga... be though, mate... No wonder along the orientation session he just stood still staring straight ahead looking like 'idon'thaveacluewhatarethoseoom2istalkingabout,getmeoutofheeereeeeee'
*.

16 December 2008
Still having in class session,,, and still stupidly making up acronyms with Fenita,,, please join us, Papay and Ira, hehe...
Found out that I got accompanied by group of guys on my way back to Bekasi. Since the bus was so crowded, all I did was look at them, and they looked at me too. *Or, was it I stared at them and they looked at me for mercy? I forgot, hehe*

17 December 2008
Still the same boring in class session... Why do we have to wear white shirt and black skirt/trousers anyway? And to add up this stupidity, we even have to wear ties... Great...
I found out that Haning, a girl from the same hillariousorientationsession also took the same bus to head back to Bekasi. After spending all these times alone waiting the bus, I was relieved someone *a girl, I mean...* also share the same misery, hehe...

18 December 2008
In class session again... Fuahh... Today Nia told me about a book she was reading. Titled 'sejarah angka nol',,, ya owloh, Nia... beurat ah, baca bukuna... In the middle of her story, she mentioned Babilonia period... From out of nowhere, I said 'Babi lo nia?',,, and then I became sane and covered my stupid reflectismorefasterthanmybrain mouth... 'Wawawaaaaa, maafin gw, Niaaaa... gak sengajaaaa maafin gw....', and she laugh out loud... I felt so guilty I said that thing without thinking at all. Then she said, 'no prob, the last time I heard that was in Junior high,,, and there was a flower named Begonia also...',,, Lah.... kok ya, aneh yaaaa... malah ketawa2... Then I realized, did she just said, the last time she heard that tease was when she ws in Junior high? Soooo, I got the same level of thought as Junior high? Ah, aku nistaaaa... aku nistaaaaaaaaaaa.... uhuhuhuhuuuu...
Fenita and Wiwin only stared at me and said 'dasar anak2'... I replied 'dasar udah tua...' *it's ok, we didn't end up bacok2an... mreka cuma menoyor kepala gw, seperti biasa... awh, I know you all love me, don't you? xoxo, gossip girl... huehehehehe*

19 December 2008
Can't wait for the last day of in-class session. Then it's finally oveeeeeeer! Finallyyyyyyy!!!!!
Well, it wasn't over yet, mate... But at least on Monday and Tuesday, I don't have to sit in the same class again... hehe... Kunjungan satminkal, mates... Lagi2, percakapn gw ma Fenita terjadi...
Gw: Pen, jadi udah tau belom, Satminkal tuh apaan?
Fen: Ga tau... Satuan ... ...
Gw: Win, Satminkal teh, apaan yak?
Win: Kal-nya itu Pangkal
Fen: Min-nya apaan?
Gw: Amin?
*bletak*

22 December 2008
First day of kunjungan Satminkal (I still have no idea watdehel is satminkal... The truth is out there, mates...). No wonder Fenita asked me 'Do your parents really work in PU, Tik?'. The answer is 'pingpongpingpong'. 'How come you seem like you don't have a clue of public work?'. Fenita, mate... The ones who work in public work are my parents, not me... And I'm not continuing their track in this organizatin, mate... I am following, not continuing... Kalo gw ngelanjutin mah, tinggal 8 taun lagi gw kerja di sini, trus gw bisa pensiun dengan pangkat tertinggi,,, enak gak siiiiiiiih?
Before Kunjungan Satminkal, We had *another* ceremony... PERINGATAN HARI IBU... hadoooohhh,,,, Do they always celebrate all things with ceremony? Can't they just sing in Karioki for a change? aaaaarggghhhh... Sunray! Sunraaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy!!!
Let's say, satminkal is somekind of division in PU, shall we? So, in Kunjungan Satminkal, each and every division promoted their division so bad to show that they're the best... Hmmm,,, in which division should I go?

23 December 2008
last day of Kunjungan Satminkal. The promotion went on... This time, we got the opportunity to ask as many question as we want, since the time limit were easier to bear than the in-class session.
Thank you mbak Dwi and Bu Sri, who guide my group, for the patience and efforts to explain things up.

24 December 2008
Closing ceremony! Yay! Yay! It's finally oveeeeeeeeer! Yay! Yay! We got seated according to our numbers,,,, got anxious, cos this is the time when we find out in which division are we going to work...
This day is also the day me and Fenita revealed the greatest question mark of all,,, 'watdehel is SATMINKAL?'. Ladies and Gentlemen, SATMINKAL is SATUAN ADMINISTRASI PANGKAL! Fuhhh,,, akhirnya kita tu juga ya, Fen... akhirnyaaaaa... lega...
I got Tata Ruang, Wiwin Got Tata Ruang, Fenita got Balitbang (seneng banget tu bocah, dapat Balitbang... Ih, lu siy... bersedia di tempatkan di mana saja, asal di Bandung dan sekitarnya... dasar gilak...)), Papay got Balitbang, Nia got CK, Ira went back to Bali, and the rest... well, just ask them, hehe...

Fuhh,,, that was my orientation session... See you guys again on 5 January 2009, let's hope I still memorize your faces, mates... amiiin...

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Tikki Mahayanti

And she seems so happy for a moment

She's there, trying to be anonymous again
Sitting by the window, breathing the grayish smoke of morning time in the moving box
Catching breathe to the sudden brake
Minding her step trying not to forget to step by her left foot first
Blured by groups of other more important person

She's there, still being anonymous to almost everyone again
Still enjoying her own world yet not suffering autism
Experiencing trance in her own state
Reaching out her hands and letting her pennies drop
And just around the corner, she stands

Pushing her way out from the moving box
When suddenly she felt something familiar is happening in this box
Suddenly the box just stopped, and by the sudden she tries to focus her eyes
She felt like somebody else is there, somebody that knew her personally
This feeling is, the feeling of not being anonymous again, she said

There she was, covering her shy face with gray papers,,,,
the somebody else she knows is there with somebody she felt so much comfort in
She met her, and forgot that the box didn't stop, she was the one that stopped

She knock her knuckle and ask the box to stop
Yet still trying to memorize every single thing that was precious to her
The fact that she was shy
The fact that there's finally someone sitting next to her
The fact that finally her comfort zone of being anonymous no longer exists

Panic stroke her when the box still moves
She look at the person in charge, and again knock her knuckles
She hurried stepping down from the boxForgot that she should've smiled back to themSomething that she always forgot to do

As she walk pass the gate, she once again became anonymous
And then she remembered
She texted her

All she wanted to say was, she was so happy for a moment then, that she saw her really glowing sitting next to him.And now, she is being indifferent again, being anonymous

Thanks so much!


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TiQi Bo

still enjoying being anonymous, and sometimes distracted when somebody actually see me and notce I was there.Yet, Pip... you really make my day, mate! Say hi to you kakakpaketandakutip, hehe...