Hmmm.
TADINYA mau lanjutin "George's Secret Key To The Universe"..
(I read that book months ago, but haven't finished yet, 1/4 part left, nanggung..>_<)
BUT, terlena oleh rayuan facebook, terbuai oleh blogging, pokoke bcoz si MAYA punya DUNIA lah..
FINALLY, I chose to get stuck in this chair in front of this 14 inch screen for kesekian kalinya on this day (if I count, maybe I've spent half day sitting on this chair..T_T..bukan apa2, khawatir akan ambeien..:P)
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Sabtu, 26 Desember 2009
Jumat, 25 Desember 2009
'Puk' for my little cousin
My cousins (from Jambi) are visiting us now.
Now, we're talking about Ziehan Zaviera (1,6 years old), the younger sister of Chiara Aurellia.
U know, it's so hard to feed a baby. Tp, kalo untuk cemilan, apa aja dia lahap biasanya. Nah, bagi baby yg satu ini, her favorite snack is...................ALL KINDS OF KERUPUK!!!.
And last night, dedek Ziehan was eating. As usual, ya lasak lah, ya merengek lah, ya ngambek lah, ya mintak gendong lah. Sebagai kakak yang baik hati dan sayang anak(lo?adek maksudnya), I helped si mbak to feed her. And tibalah saatnya when Ziehan mengarahkan kedua tangannya to me, which means mintak gendong.waaaaaa..(tp untung aja I mantan kuli angkut avtur di pasar gentleman and lady(cik puan)).. Selama I gendong, she malah bacame more harder to be fed. walaaah. Tunjuk sana tunjuk sini (asking me to bring her there), "num" (asking for drink), and terakhir "Puk..puk..puk". I said, "Puk..puk.. apa?", "do u mpup (producing feces)?". "Puk..puk", then she pointed at a toples kerupuk on the dining table. "Oh, kerupuk toh". I gave her one, then i said "Ini?", "Ya..ya(baby's style)", she said sambil seneng kegirangan. Langsung deh, yang tadinya lasak jadi diem just because of kerupuk.
And, usually dia bisa minta tambah berkali-kali lo.ckckck.
Now, we're talking about Ziehan Zaviera (1,6 years old), the younger sister of Chiara Aurellia.
U know, it's so hard to feed a baby. Tp, kalo untuk cemilan, apa aja dia lahap biasanya. Nah, bagi baby yg satu ini, her favorite snack is...................ALL KINDS OF KERUPUK!!!.
And last night, dedek Ziehan was eating. As usual, ya lasak lah, ya merengek lah, ya ngambek lah, ya mintak gendong lah. Sebagai kakak yang baik hati dan sayang anak(lo?adek maksudnya), I helped si mbak to feed her. And tibalah saatnya when Ziehan mengarahkan kedua tangannya to me, which means mintak gendong.waaaaaa..(tp untung aja I mantan kuli angkut avtur di pasar gentleman and lady(cik puan)).. Selama I gendong, she malah bacame more harder to be fed. walaaah. Tunjuk sana tunjuk sini (asking me to bring her there), "num" (asking for drink), and terakhir "Puk..puk..puk". I said, "Puk..puk.. apa?", "do u mpup (producing feces)?". "Puk..puk", then she pointed at a toples kerupuk on the dining table. "Oh, kerupuk toh". I gave her one, then i said "Ini?", "Ya..ya(baby's style)", she said sambil seneng kegirangan. Langsung deh, yang tadinya lasak jadi diem just because of kerupuk.
And, usually dia bisa minta tambah berkali-kali lo.ckckck.
Selasa, 22 Desember 2009
My Dining Table Got Licin, Wangi, Lembut Jadi Satu (Rewriting)
Why’s there ‘rewriting’?
Actually, I’d written this some months ago when I was really new on my blog. BUT,, because of my silliness and my kebodohan (poddowae), this story ter-erase. (padahal kan buatnya need perjuangan yang besar..i sacrificed my energy, my blood, and my tears..T_T). Ya.. akhirnye I kecewa heavy(hualaaah bahasa opo iki) then I decided not to write on my blog for long long time until luka di hati I terobati..hiks (bilang ajalah malas nulis).
Okay.. this is the setorri
It was a night when my father went to a place (I don’t remember where). I was alone at home. My mom accompanied my sister who attended Physic National Olympiad in Jakarta. She was one of two representatives from Riau province. So, i lived with my father for a few days. And it meant thaaat I was the most responsible one to do all the family chores.
After I locked the door, I planned to sweep the floor (maklum siang sekolah). But before that, as usual I wanted to clean my dining table. First, I took a piece of kain lap and a bottle of glass cleaner liquid (my dining table surface is made of glass). Then, I started to spray the liquid on whole my table surface. After that I lap it slowly. After ¼ parts, I stopped lap-ing. I smelled something. Suddenly my nose made a connection with my neuron and my brain. Terdiam in the silence for few seconds. Then I realized something. I remembered something. I resmelled the table and checked up the liquid. Oh my god..! it wasn’t the liquid for glass cleaner, but it’s KISPRAY, a liquid (pelicin, pewangi, pelembut)for cloth. Oh nooo..!Langsung aja deh I cleaned the table with water as clean as I can (setidaknya buat ngilangin aroma menyengat due to so much Kispray). BUT, tetuep.. the smell.. I couldn’t differ the smell of my cloth and my table. Even my table was more smelly. And the smell menusuk ke all penjuru rumah.
My father went home..
I told what had been happened. And he just smiled then said, “who –lah yang punya kerjaan put Kispray in Cling bottle..ckck”. then we laughed together. But I knew that he was exactly the main suspect of this all. Coz he is the only one who likes doing lawag bin aneh thing in our house. Dad..dad..
Actually, I’d written this some months ago when I was really new on my blog. BUT,, because of my silliness and my kebodohan (poddowae), this story ter-erase. (padahal kan buatnya need perjuangan yang besar..i sacrificed my energy, my blood, and my tears..T_T). Ya.. akhirnye I kecewa heavy(hualaaah bahasa opo iki) then I decided not to write on my blog for long long time until luka di hati I terobati..hiks (bilang ajalah malas nulis).
Okay.. this is the setorri
It was a night when my father went to a place (I don’t remember where). I was alone at home. My mom accompanied my sister who attended Physic National Olympiad in Jakarta. She was one of two representatives from Riau province. So, i lived with my father for a few days. And it meant thaaat I was the most responsible one to do all the family chores.
After I locked the door, I planned to sweep the floor (maklum siang sekolah). But before that, as usual I wanted to clean my dining table. First, I took a piece of kain lap and a bottle of glass cleaner liquid (my dining table surface is made of glass). Then, I started to spray the liquid on whole my table surface. After that I lap it slowly. After ¼ parts, I stopped lap-ing. I smelled something. Suddenly my nose made a connection with my neuron and my brain. Terdiam in the silence for few seconds. Then I realized something. I remembered something. I resmelled the table and checked up the liquid. Oh my god..! it wasn’t the liquid for glass cleaner, but it’s KISPRAY, a liquid (pelicin, pewangi, pelembut)for cloth. Oh nooo..!Langsung aja deh I cleaned the table with water as clean as I can (setidaknya buat ngilangin aroma menyengat due to so much Kispray). BUT, tetuep.. the smell.. I couldn’t differ the smell of my cloth and my table. Even my table was more smelly. And the smell menusuk ke all penjuru rumah.
My father went home..
I told what had been happened. And he just smiled then said, “who –lah yang punya kerjaan put Kispray in Cling bottle..ckck”. then we laughed together. But I knew that he was exactly the main suspect of this all. Coz he is the only one who likes doing lawag bin aneh thing in our house. Dad..dad..
Minggu, 20 Desember 2009
Pegel linu, sekot2, cekit-cekit..cekit-cekit
Okay.. 'Bahasa' time..
Hari ini aku bangun tidur dengan rasa pegal di sekujur tubuhku, terutama di bagian paha ke bawah. Bener-bener deh ini, ga bisa dipungkiri lagi, pasti akibat dari olahraga yang kami lakukan kemaren (maklum, kite2 ni jarang olahraga, jadi sekali olahraga gini dah jadinya). Padahal aku kira dampaknya ga gini banget. Kami cuma latihan main pingpong, ga seberat lari, renang, push up, naik turun tangga, naik turun gunung,lo?. Itu pun cuma baru teknik dasar kayak latihan mantul2in bola, lempar tangkap bola, intinya mengendalikan bola atau kata pak erwan (guru olahraga kami) 'menjinakkan' bola. Dan sebelumnya juga kami udah pemanasan. Aku serius kok waktu pemanasan, bahkan terlalu bersemangat. Tapi,, kenapa begini banget (ga ada bedanya sama abis lari dari Pekanbaru-New York New York-Pekanbaru..Lebaay :P)?? Apakah tubuhku sudah tidak sehat lagi? Apakah aku sudah memasuki gejala penuaan di mana penyakit mulai hinggap? Atau apakah aku emang udh lama ga olahraga? Atau,, apa ada penelitian bahwa terlalu bersemangat dalam pemanasan akan memperburuk keadaan??
Apapun yang terjadi, marilah kita tetap berpegang teguh pada agama dan kepercayaan masing-masing, mengheningkan cipta mulai..(lo????) :D
Hari ini aku bangun tidur dengan rasa pegal di sekujur tubuhku, terutama di bagian paha ke bawah. Bener-bener deh ini, ga bisa dipungkiri lagi, pasti akibat dari olahraga yang kami lakukan kemaren (maklum, kite2 ni jarang olahraga, jadi sekali olahraga gini dah jadinya). Padahal aku kira dampaknya ga gini banget. Kami cuma latihan main pingpong, ga seberat lari, renang, push up, naik turun tangga, naik turun gunung,lo?. Itu pun cuma baru teknik dasar kayak latihan mantul2in bola, lempar tangkap bola, intinya mengendalikan bola atau kata pak erwan (guru olahraga kami) 'menjinakkan' bola. Dan sebelumnya juga kami udah pemanasan. Aku serius kok waktu pemanasan, bahkan terlalu bersemangat. Tapi,, kenapa begini banget (ga ada bedanya sama abis lari dari Pekanbaru-New York New York-Pekanbaru..Lebaay :P)?? Apakah tubuhku sudah tidak sehat lagi? Apakah aku sudah memasuki gejala penuaan di mana penyakit mulai hinggap? Atau apakah aku emang udh lama ga olahraga? Atau,, apa ada penelitian bahwa terlalu bersemangat dalam pemanasan akan memperburuk keadaan??
Apapun yang terjadi, marilah kita tetap berpegang teguh pada agama dan kepercayaan masing-masing, mengheningkan cipta mulai..(lo????) :D
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