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...

and I said I was mature enough

I attended my friend's wedding yesterday. A real complicated and hitting my nerves story to tell from the beginning.
I said 'what the fuck' to my friend. Something I never did to her in this past seven years. She was a decent woman, and me? I'm a rebel girl. She was the one who gave me somewhere to run when I had problems. She was a place to have my nap, when my room looked like a total mess *usually happens in the end of semester, facing my exams :p*. She never mind I never spoke anything about my problems. She was there to make me realize how silly my problems were. I should never said those words to this fine young woman.
I looked back to our seven years friendship. I always had this picture in my mind, she would have a 'normal' kind of wedding. With a guy that she really loved. And every body came and gather around. And I was able to take candids of them. I always love how couples glow when they're together. And I also love the food in the parties. :p
And there I was, carrying my cimot *the thing that I was suppose to introduce to her in a more casual occasion*, meeting my friend in her make up room. I smiled. She panicked. For the first time, I saw her talking pointlessly, the thing that I did the past seven years to her. It was an important day to her. The day she turned into somebody's other half.
As her relatives took over the room, I slipped out. I'm not good with crowds. I came out and looked at her husband-to-be. Nervous as he could be. He looked at me, and smile. I knew them better than most of the people in the place.
It wasn't a perfect wedding. They haven't held a party to celebrate it. But hey, who am I to judge?
They asked me to shut my mouth about their wedding. So I did. Although I think this good news must be spread out.
And here I am, looking at their wedding pictures. Crossing my fingers and sent my prayers for them. Hopefully they could make it all the way through. Till death do they apart. Amen.


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TiQi Bo
*and she smiles sincerely just for the guy. Magnificent*

what i see from a man

Saturday night. Again, a date with the moronerz. This time, we skip mas Joko and moved to Burger and Grill. Stayed there untul 12, and talked like there were 48 hours in a day.
I like the fact that I'm a minority there. And that they're chinese. Gave me a new perspective and different way of seeing things.
We talked about everything. But what matters the most was when Kur and Michie asked what does me and Magda (represent female species) see from a guy as a potential husband.
Me personally haven't think about it. But how a guy look, doesn't bother me much. I mean, I really don't mind if someday Brad Pitt or Nicholas Saputra fall for me, but well, let's save that to my daydreams... :p
We came up with a conclusion. A stable income, A place to live, and A vehicle. Those are what us, female, saw from a guy. Apart from being able to laugh at our bitter jokes and made us laugh at his jokes :p.
A stable income, means the guy could afford my life style (which includes watching movies, dine out, unreasonable love for gadgets :p). A place to live, means the guy could made me say and feel 'I got a place to come home to' (and replace my parent's house as 'a place to come home to' :)). A vehicle, means the guy doesn't depend much on public transportation or anybody else to take the both of us to places (and yeah, a motorcycle is considerable... Kur and Mich, you both own this, right?). Basic things to survive, I guess. I think, me and Magda are being reasonable. We didn't ask for a guy to own 3 storeys house with minimum of 1000 sqm or a guy who's position is principal arcitect or a guy who owns a ferarri, right?
Kur, what have you own? You'll be somebody's hubby in 2 months. Not just a somebody, this is my friend we're talking about. You shouldn't mess things up, OK?
Michie, what you need is, my friend, a girl to motivate you. Not another gadget :p. Gadgets? leave it to me!!! (posessive).

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TiQi Bo

stupidity with moroners

After months of not meeting Moroners, I finally met them last night. Kur's taking us to see Avatar in 3D, neglecting the fact that Michie and I both have seen the movie.
I was the first one to arrive at PS, since my office *and my heart just stopped beating when I wrote the word 'office' to the place where I am hanging on at the moment... dammit* in only 15 mins away from PS *either way, walking or taking a cab, it is still 15 mins away, I guess... the traffic light on the intersection were counted down in lightyears period*. I came to see Magda in her office *yeah, that show room of yours, babe? It's your office.. :)*, said merry *late* christmas and happy new year, and strolled off to grab some snacks.
Until the movie started, Kur and Michie haven't showed up. Typical. After years knowing them, I know that Michie would be arriving at least two hours from the appointment schedule *lebay*. The movie was, uhm... awesome, I guess... OK, I admit, I fell asleep during the movie. three hours, mate! I repeat... THREEEEEE HOUUUUURRRRSSSS... plus, I've seen the movie, even though it's not in 3D.
Well, it wasn't the movie I'm looking forward last night. It was the chitchat afterwards. No matter how boring the movie we were watching, they always succeed taking out the fun facts out of it. As for Avatar? They would start to talk in idon'tknowwhat language and end the conversation with hissing sound which we have just learnt from the movie. We're a fast learner, mwahahaha...
We also yelled p**is out loud in PS' food court, just to copy (500) days of summer. Real genius. One thing about (500) days of summer, Magda asked why do they call it an architect movie. Michie and I said that IT IS! Kur was taking Magda's side and ask us, which part? and we said, at the end of the movie, the guy met Autumn in an architect firm... the end. *krikrikrik* But well, I think (500) days of summer describes architect's way of thinking. And believe me, it's weird. We did weird things on purpose =p
I love sitting on a table with them. I don't need to say a word, they'd know how to react on my every expression. I love hugging all of them. I am comfortable being one of them.

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TiQi Bo
aduh, tapi kalo sifat2 cengceng-nya udah keluar, ampuuun... kopetnyaaaaaa... =p

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...

abegeh oh abegeh

As usual, I took a ride in 72 to reach my boarding house tonight... *bok, kesannya kek gw pulang jam 11 malem aja yaaaa... no, I went home earlier, but yet the sun has set...*. There was two high school girls sitting behind me... Me, as usual, was forced to listen their conversation... You decide...

*please do forgive me, if some conversation were not exactly the same as they told... but then,,, the moral of the story is quite the same..*

A: Iya,,, lu percaya nggak siy,,, kemaren gw bisa pulang sendiri naik bus!
B: Wah,,, gimana caranya?
A: Jadi yah, gw naik bus dari sini *melawai, red.* trus ketemu ibuk2... gw ngobrol sama dya, trus bilang kalo gw mo turun di mistik.
B: Trus trus?
A: Ya udah, trus di tengah jalan ada orang mo turun. Pas gw mo duduk, si ibuk2 itu bilang ke gw, kalo mo turun di mayestik, adek turun di sini.
B: Wah, untung yaaaa...
A: Iya, mungkin karena gw rajin solat kali ya?

*I was trying to hide my laugh hearing that conversation... Dude, first of all... it's Mayestik... come on, show some respect for names, please... they mean something... Mistik made it sound like it's a place of dark and full of magic place... And, uhm... you were suppose to be in high school? Ask, dude, ask! Lips and tongue are very useful tools for this thing... And, uhm... what's the correlation of rajin solat and able to get to Mayestik? uhm... I guess there's some correlation, but I think they're far2 away apart...*


A: Gue tuh, sayang banget sama si Gonggong... *It's her by friend's nickname, I suppose*
B: Ya, tapi kasian dya juga kan... nanti jadinya kayak gw sama Buncis... *I forgot the other boyfriend's nickname... so who cares*
A: Iya ya? Lu sayang banget ya, sama Buncis?
B: Uh, gw sayang bangetbanget!
A: Lu dulu brapa lama siy, sama Buncis?
B: Lumayan lama, kok... 6 bulan... eh, 5 bulan siy, yang sebulan itu, HTSan gitu...
A: Iya, gw ma Gonggong juga udah 9 bulan...

*uhm... I'm lost here... 6 months? let's repeat... SIX months is a long time? well, I guess it is... Time and it's relativity... hmm...*

Oh, world... please tell me, what on earth is going on? what did I do when I was in high school? Hmm... basically avoiding attending my classes and spend more time by myself or hanging in cafeteria... I know, my high school life is not normal,,, but hey! At least I don't have to worry anything beside my own self, right?

Owh, this post here is for my cousins who believe that growing up is something she have to pursue... Well, uhm... think again! You'll be there when it's time... And of course for mums and dads who stops by at this post... you've been there done that,,, you must've know what to do, rite? *wah, kena pentungaaaaaaaaaaan... belagak tuaaaaaaaaaa... ampuuuuuuuuuun,,, ahyahyahyahya*


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TiQi Bo
Here's a riddle for you/Find the answer: There's a reason for the world/You and I -The Riddle, Five for fighting
ah, nyaris tengah malam lagi... dan perut bergejolak... pertanda apakah ini? *lebay*

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...

Jakarta: my point of view

Some pics taken from my Monas trip. Is this the place where you live, mates? Looks pretty scary for me, though...

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Tikki Mahayanti

Because I eventually have a heart, mate

There are a lot of shocking facts in my new job. Rather unpleasant for me. Some friends said I was a fool for turning down those *slickly* opportunity that laid upon me. And the rest said I was a total idiot to let those *slickly* things happen upon my eyes.
Have you ever watch a muppet show? Oh, or maybe a movie in the theater, mate? Did you experience the thrill, joy, and all the emotions occurred? For that time, you think that you were taking part of the show. But by the end, you realized you were just a spectator, you left the room and turn into a totally different person.
Please pray for me that I had the strength to do so. What happened behind that door, would be forever be locked in the room. And as I walked out of that very room, I am just the same old Bo you guys would probably know.
Oh, mates. sometimes I just prayed so hard that hell doesn't even exist, cos I would definitely go there for all the bloods in my veins are yelling sins.
Oh, mates. most of the times I just wish I could pull out my heart and my eyes when I have to enter that room.

But well, all I can do now is being in what so called multiple personalities.

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TiQi Bo
I'm going crazy. I am. And they told me that a crazy person wouldn't know that they're crazy. Blah! I'll break that theories! I know I am insane! Yatta! Yatta! Yatta!

Warung Khrisna

Mamak and Mami are teasing me with Warung Krishna today. And at some point, I just wish I was there for day, just to have lunch with them.
What is Warung Krishna? It's an eating spot in Bali. We used to eat there, along with limsem, sate Sanur, and warung bu Made.
I guess, I wasn't missing those place,,, I just missing hanging out with them.

But, here I am.
Outside the fence of AlPus...
grabbing my meatballs.
And frankly, it tastes good.

But I still miss them. They way they treat me, it made me feel that I was their child, and I treat them as my mentor.

anyway, on my way back from AlPus:
Bo: Lu ga pernah nyuapin suami lu?
A friend: Enggak lah, bisa makan sendiri. Kenapa?
Bo: Uhm, gapapa.
A friend: Emang, kamu masih sering disuapin?
Bo: Well, yeah. Disuapin nyokp gw.
A friend: Lu anak sulung kan?
Bo: Yup. But, what's the point? Kalo lagi pengen disuapin, ya, disuapin aja, ahaha...
A friend: ...

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TiQi Bo
hey! at least I only did that to my mum! So back off, mate! Ga usah iri, deh... ahahaha...

Jakartans!

How do you know, you stayed in Jakarta for too long?
When people asked your opinion of a meeting point, and all you can think is a shopping mall.


Pathetic

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TiQi Bo

Where's my insanity, oh, there it is...

a friend: Ow, great, now everyone is getting married soon
Bo: Aren't we suppose to be happy?
a friend: Yeah, of course I'm happy for all of them
Bo: Let's not forget to mention that one of our pal is secretly going to get married soon too..
A friend: Ah yes.. And don't forget one of your ohwhatsocalledcrush recently got married too
Bo: Ah, yeah... too bad, ey? I wish I could scream at his wedding party and made a confession.. 'psst,,, did you know I had a crush on you? Ow, you don't? well, it's ok, no regrets... but look who you married to, a (*&*%$%^^&, hyahahah'
A friend: Yeah, right. She's way more beautiful than you are.
Bo: Ah, yeah... I forgot that part...

Apart from my secretweddingplan friend, I wish you all a great marriage. And when I said great marriage, it doesn't mean that you literally should have a fancy state of the art party, mates...

I recall my crush, hehe. A normal funny guy, who was so silly that can make me laugh all day. Good looking doesn't work for me. *yeah2, what's this smell? it's a smell of denial, Bo... deniaaaaaallll....*. Well, let's not deny, I am not that good looking. What would people think if I had a boyfriend who is as good looking as Brad Pitt? they'll whisper behind my back 'pasti santet... pasti!', hyahahahah...
A friend asked me recently, what kind of guy am I searching for, anyway? I replied, someone that could make me laugh and laugh at my frosted jokes. I admit, sometimes my jokes weren't everybody's consumption. I'm nasty, hehe. She said, 'that's all?'. Well, yeah... And it's god damn hard to find. As I share with my friends... all the good guys were already taken, what's left is bunch of jerks and airheads that pretend they're good. hyahahaha... *ih, Bo sadis, ih...*

ok, moving on... just realized, I haven't read any stupidsilly fiction book since I got a job here in Jakarta. All I read was undang2, pedoman2, modul2, RTRWN, makalah2... aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrgggghhhhhh... How can I explain to my boss that I don't exactly read? Not that I can't, but I chosed not to... ohmy... King was the one who crack my common sense of it. He roomraidered my room in Solo and said he was bored reading my novels... I am so sorry, King... I'll make it up to you. I'll visit the bookstore right away if I had a spare time.
Anyway, King... could you graduate soon? I am fed up with mum saying I should push you to do your theses ASAP.And in the meantime, don't bring your girlfriend to the house, Mum's kinda egocentric, you know... She ot jealous you spend your wholeday with your girlfriend and ignored her. See what happened to me when I returned home? 3 days spent with mum, and none with my friends... and when I pushed the time to meet my friends, she got grumpy... Analyze that.
Not reading any fiction book made me gradually lost my ability to act nuts... well, it doesn't turn me into a normal person either, but loosing insanity is not on my list. This is why I also missed my bloody ex boss in Bali. Hey, at least he said FU*K outloud, hehe.

I found my old friends in facebook recently. My Ambon era friends. How time has made all of us changed. 'Boss, when will you send me on a business trip to Ambon?'. Kinda missed Ambon, here. Diniiiii, let's go theeeeeeere... Nizar recalled me as the most tomboy girl in the class, hehe... He commented that based on my facebook pic, I have changed... err, not exactly, hehe. Looks can be deceiving, hehe. As almost all my friends say, I am a photogenic person, which mean I only look good on pictures. Not that I'm that gorgeus on photos, it's just most of the time, they mislead the person I haven't met to think I'm a person who I'm not, hehe. So, don't trust at my photos =p.


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TiQi Bo

Changes need to be made

Dear readers *if I had any... hwehehehe*,
Sorry for the inconvinience for this few days...
I made some changes for my blog, just an update of layouts and headers. I did it NOT because I had spare time to do it, simply because I don't want to feel that I have reached my limits and felt satisfied with my old layout.

Don't worry, I am still TiQi, the one that you all know for this past years.
Things got pretty rushed in my workplace. I don't want you guys to think that I had a lot of time messing around in Facebook every single day, it's just something I wanted to do to keep me sane *which we all know, that would be a lie*. I also don't want you guys to think that I would always be *literally* available in my messenger, I left it on just so you guys know I am alive, hehe.

Sorry if I got grumpy in this past several weeks, things just got into my nerves lately. But I will always try to squeeze in my schedule if you guys wanted me to accompany you.

Situ Gintung membuat saya gendeng... I hd to say that in bahasa, because I thought that describes it all. I guess that's the consequences of the path I have chosen. Dare to join me, to fix up this world from the inside? It's not the time to only criticize the world without actually getting involve into it again, mates... You should see it from my point of view.

While you can only trust the media, why can't you listen to what we are going to say? Let me explain several things... I am going to do this in Bahasa, so please be calm and read this carefully.

Situ, adalah sebuah tempat penampungan air alami, bukan buatan.
Bendungan, adalah tempat penampungan buatan, dengan beberapa kriteria, antara lain: Buatan manusia, bervolume lebih dari 50,000m3, dan... saya lupa yang satunya.
Situ Gintung, sebenarnya adalah sebuah bendungan. Kesalahan nomor 1.

Di sekitar aliran sungai, apabila diberi tanggul, jarak bebas bangunan adalah 10 meter dari muka air tertinggi. Sungai tanpa tanggul, daerah bebas bangunan adalah 50 meter dari muka air tertinggi, 100 meter adalah daerah budi daya *pertanian, dsb*.
Permukiman penduduk berjarak kurang dari 10 meter dari pinggir sungai, padahal sungai *kalo bisa disebut sebage sungai...* tersebut tidak bertanggul, kesalahan nomor 2.

Bangunan, harus punya IMB.
Bangunan di sekitar Situ Gintung, sebagian besar tidak memiliki IMB, kesalahan nomor 3.

OK, now you decide, who's fault is that? I have studied the maps to the area, there are no more than 100 permanent buildings captured from aerial view. How can they report, there are more than 300 buildings? and come, think clearly, how many family are there in a house? maximum of3? And how could there be more than 1000 families in that area?
From my point of view, that place is definitely a squatter. illegal.

For crying out loud, please listen to me first.

If you want to talk about humanity, let's talk about it properly. Is it humane to you, if they stayed in a non permanent building? Is it humane if they throw away their disposal to the *whatsocalled* river? what kind of humanity are we going to talk about?

I am truly sorry if this is an unconvenient truth for you, but please look into yourself. How can you complain about the trashes in the city if you keep throwing garbages to wherever place that you like. And when the rain came your city got flooded, you blame the government for that? Is it so hard to throw your garbage in a proper place? a garbage bin, maybe? If there aren't any, could you just keep it in your pockets before you find one?

Thank you for reading, mates.
I know you guys would care about the world as much as I do.

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TiQi Bo
00.06
aahhh, it's past midnight again... Sleep Bo, sleep... you may have given away your 7 days in a week, but you didn't gave away your 24 hours in a day... For now, I'll close my eyes and rest my body.

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