Live News: Shikat Miring

Five days since the college started, it’s been hectic. I am supposed to take a few classes—for freshmen, we are allowed to take 20 credits and all of them are very common—and so far I still do not find a favourite class. There are new classmates—rivals and enemies (yes I made a first bad impression to some other beings)—and new condition. I have been so busy that I could barely access an internet in my workdays. Today is supposed to be an orientation day—which is held on every Saturday. I really have no idea why seniors permit to speak in higher tone—scolding us for not effusing and demanding us to do shits. Orientation day in college is a weird thing I can find. It’s really different to what I had back in middle school or high school. I have these questions loaded in my head and if every one of them is given an equal answer to what I want to hear, I would want to attend that. Otherwise, go fuck yourself.

Not to mention that I already passed a greeting from my campus—it’s the same as orientation but with wider scale, each one of freshmen in every major of Engineering Department is being marched—we call it PK2MU (Perkenalan Kehidupan Kampus Mahasiswa Universitas). As far as I can see, the event was tiresome. This nonsense action has been inherited and all the freshmen would be the legacies to continue this. Why? Damn it. I know that the icon of Engineering Department is a solid rock. We go side by side, hand in hand, and back up for each other but can we seriously think of another way out? Another way not using the violence and high tones, fuck it. Seriously, it is 2k13 and all that’s left to greet newcomers is to use that primordial thing—tradition which is oldschool and all the committee are so happy to do that? Where’s the fair? Oh and what makes it funnier is that, the committee—most of them—aren’t really as educated as you are. Think of it.

I strongly despise everything about orientation—the event, the committee, the food which I almost throw up because they command us to eat in rush—everything about it.

On Monday, I was supposed to have a Religion and Electromagnetic classes. The Religion one started at 7:30 and the lecturer didn’t make it to come. In fact we already waited until afternoon that we had to leave it because electromagnetic class waited for us. Shithead! I could strongly recommend about posting an announcement in website or schedule wall.

Each day passed and I was still not amused until I found out that today—which we were supposed to attend the orientation, sitting down with fear fills inside the head, hearing people throwing arguments in a dark room and feeling kind of nausea—but rather than doing that boring thing, we were actually here—at McD Watugong planning to conquer the land!

We gathered to have a breakfast together, it was 10 in the morning. I took a public transportation. It was fun! This extremity was so good I could feel the committee were so furious that their freshmen—a few—escaped.

[evil laughters in background]

You know, we didn’t really order that much. Actually I ordered a Mc Float and the rest are cokes and a large portion of fries. Gladys ordered a medium fried chicken to make us have the reason to stay longer here—else, the waiter or waitress will ask us every damn 10 minutes and it’s kinda annoying haha. Another reason that we made it here was that everyone wanted to copy my work—it was Physics, electromagnetics task, 5 numbers. I rushed to make it in time before I met them so I still didn’t correct it all thoroughly.

Photo maker: Melody’s iPod touch and Photobooth on Macbook.

Total photos: Umh, approximately +200 I’m not sure there are still a lot more (thanks to burst technology)

“We will all be surely dead as we’re watching the street and boredom strikes so what about going to Alun-alun?” Melody suggested.

“That is a great example for a horrible idea!” Lestari replied

“How are we gonna get there?” added her.

“Public transportation, it takes us 30 minutes to go, you good?” I asked.

“Anything that goes with you guys, I am good!!!” Gladys said.

“But I can’t make it to tag along, I have errands to do—my soccer session starts in the noon.” Iqbal said.

So after debating whether to go there or not, we decided to go. Iqbal went home to prepare his soccer session. All the best for you, Buddy!

It was always it. We now are so addicted to taking wefie—a version of selfie taken in group. Everywhere we find a good lighting, a phone is suddenly raised above and front camera is ready. I wonder how many photos that we already take and how the hell are we gonna sort it out—or they do not need to. Best part of it, is that Lestari is always beside me on a photo shooting—not really that always in frequency, maybe too often is the right word.

What shocked me like a bullet hole was, we were recording our version of ‘Shikat Miring’! Damn it guys what the hell were you thinking? How was I gonna act? I should look good in the video! A few minutes after panicking and having trembles, Lestari showed us how to do that ‘dance’ and after a few times practicing, I was ready to go.

[video]

Please do not laugh or cringe, it was just a bunch of idiots messing around to seek a happiness. I myself have never ever done this before. Like, maybe not in a million years. But today the history was changed. The new legend was born—the one who is not afraid to show off to the world what he’s capable of. (seriously I wasn’t even that good how dare I was to say that, I’m sorry).

So that's it for today, I'll write more interesting stories! Catch you later!

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A Bucket of Questions

Hello. How is everyone doing? I know I haven't caught up to writing anything because the rainbow over the sky of my imagination is blocked by the storm, ha. I was tagged by my friend about a bucket of questions that I think is now a viral. Here we go, slugger!

RULES:

·      Post this rule.

·      Write 11 things about yourself.

·      Answer the question the tagger set to you.

·      Create 11 new questions for those you want to tag.

·      Choose 11 bloggers to be tagged and link them to the post.

·      You are not allowed to tag back.

The 11 Things About Me:

·      I’m mononymously known as Bobby or Ben, fun fact: no one really knows my real name.

·      Ethnicity is claimed to be an Asian, fun fact: my grandmother is a half Dutch half Indonesian.

·      I was graduated from high school a month ago, and I’m not even 17.

·      Right-brained, maniac, is keen on an obscure music, and antisocial. Then why the hell are you here, smartass?

·      I love sleeping, but sadly that love is an unrequited.

·      I wear black too much my mother actually has to separate our laundry.

·      I currently worship One Direction because they are, I think, a good lyricist. Music is liquid and I can’t be forever loving metal-rock or punk, right?

·      I actually have so much spare time that I always end up being exhausted over doing nothing but converting oxygen to carbon dioxide.

·      I’m hard to impress, you’re going to either kill yourself before my eyes or be an extremely cute so we can continue on a higher level. What is this.

·      I basically don’t classify people whom I am attracted to. It just comes naturally. I don’t have specific types or requirements, I love people not because of their gender role or sex, because fuck the society who binds us to be whoever we want.

·      I am on progress to developing my skill in linguistics. I learn how to think like an interpreter.

A Bucket of Questions from Agent Marine:

1.        What is your dream job?

üAn interpreter actually, but since I already applied myself to being a scientist, so, scientist, maybe.

2.        Which is better, spending the day playing console games or online games?

ü  I’m not big on those kind of games these days, but back when I was 13, I would escape my course only to find a nearest internet café and play Ayo Dance. It was the first online game that had me addicted.

3.        Cats or dogs?

ü  You’re an evil for making me choose one!!! I never actually pet a dog, so I’ll tickle myself with a cat.

4.        If you get a sudden rich, what would you do?

ü  Moving in to London and pursue my degree without any interfere of my lovely parents.

5.        Walking in the park in the evening or watching cinema?

ü  I’d go with strolling in the park in the evening with someone I hold my dearest. Magic things actually happen and I’m still waiting for someone to actually come out from their closet.

6.        Morning or evening?

ü  Dusk. I can’t even wake up in the morning and I’m practically tired on evening.

7.        If you trapped in a dungeon with one of your beloved one (which sadly doesn't love you back) and only have one-man-only exit, are you going on or let him/her escape?

ü  I would let them escape first, so that my vows don’t get too disappointed because they can never come true.

8.        What is your phone wallpaper? DO NOT LIE.

ü  It’s Niall Horan playing a guitar on the show in Edinburgh, I guess.

9.        Are you tired writing down the answers of this quiz?

ü  No, this is fun. I have actually never gotten this kind of challenge since a few years ago, back in Facebook era where I tagged everyone to answer the basic questions. Aha aha ha.

10.    Catch a pokemon or living down the sea frying burgers?

ü  Living beneath the surface of the sea and set a bonfire while flipping over a burger with my Patrick-look-alike-best-friend.

11.    What do you want to say to me after finishing this quiz?

ü  I was expecting a kind of extreme question which has my time spent by thinking too much, but this is all fine.

A List of People I Tag:

Erianthe & Honeynah.

My Questions:

1. Name one of your crush (it can't be artist or idols or any famous)

2. Describe yourself in three words

3. What is/are your 2013 resolution(s)

4. Write down 11 fav songs or 11 most played songs on your iTunes/mp3/else

5. Who do you think I am

6. Describe me in a paragraph

7. If you love someone the most and s/he leaves you because they have another else whatcha gonna do

8. Do you still love your ex

9. Black/White. Why

10. Describe your crush type

11. Tell me when was the best night ever and why and who made it

Let me know if you finish this challenge. Good day!

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Dipping Into a Natural Pool

Hello, fellas! It’s been a while since the last post because I was busy preparing the pre-examination, yes the shitloads we had to complete right before the national examination begins which is, I don’t know, a few weeks more? Screw it. So, over the two busy weeks we had 12 exams on each credit and the last national try-out held by the school. We also had the practical examination that’s been going on since February. No shit seriously, do we really have to run on some tests just to see if we are qualified enough to graduate from high school? Seriously sir? The last result of the third national try-out came out good, I was able to maintain the rank on 5^th. I didn’t get the chance to save the file, the rank file, since my teacher didn’t want to share it with me, but don’t worry, fellas, I will always have the ways to fetch my data. As I recall it correctly, here are the following scores that I got on my third try-out;

There is still a way to fix all of this and I’m sure I’ll work the shit out of me so I can stand on the podium with a medal for achieving the first rank. Can I get an amen? Oh, yeah, keep motivating your shitty little self and ending up with no studying because you’re too arrogant to even begin with and you whatsoever have nothing to stand against your freaking genius ex-girlfriend whose rank is always on first like what the hell. Keep trying, you may gain a little number behind the dot uh-huh. And, in order to dissolve the fog of the boredom, I managed to socialise with my classmates and we decided to go to Sumber Maron (Maron’s Water Source).

It’s located a few kilometres from our school, we reached it by 30 minutes by driving illegally because none of us has the freaking license, you see. It’s such a good place to see, no crowd, just the flowing water from high to low. We spent a few hours there to get tan lines and fatigue, but a couple of iced tea were so relieving. I didn’t swim, as you see on the photo I made a collage to, I literally just dipped myself so I could get wet and burned my skin.

Oh, I wish I could sink somebody and have a blast laughter of that.

You see, even if we had to settle on this situation where we should be studying our asses off but we took the time to calm our asses down, it just doesn’t feel like us. LOL, you see, it’s not that I felt guilty for cheating with times I just didn’t really feel comfortable being around my classmates since, well, they turned their back against me when I first stepped in and they, for no solid reason, didn’t fucking talk to me like for months, then I beat their pride by jumping from stepping stone to the third higher rank and they started talking to me because they first thought I was NOT that capable like what the fuck are you guys even human pfft.

I should smile more because it suits me best. Yeah, an antagonist always smiles when things work out like they plot. Or not, maybe it’s just me trying to neutralise my feeling’s output so I didn’t look that uncomforted.

Yeah let’s give a few shots of pictures to the bunch of people in white uniform trying to break loose from the never-ending tasks and tests. Hello, rivals. I’m not keeping my guard down.

*clears throat*

*free the breath from the wind sails*

*closes eyes and concentrates*

*fuck it I’m failing this yoga pose*

*stops breathing and enters another 2-dimensional room*

Yes, I’m getting to it. I can feel the nature’s energy flows from my chest down to my torso, I can feel the warm liquid going slow on the surface of my sphenoid’s bone. Oh shit I’m sweating because none of this freaking method works except for Naruto. Hell was a good time, though.

Because I’m good at realising whatever that crossed my mind on my screen. Fuck people who said that my style is unartistic and underrated. I do art to free the mind of mine and not to impress your little capacity of head with a two-digit IQ to comprehend my aesthetic. F#@$ you.

If only I could swim, I would jump and be a dolphin that fascinates my own self. Such a narcissistic.

Okay but that was just a half of a meter though why would be acting nonchalantly?

That’s it. I’m done with socialising today. I need to sort out my playlist to motivate me to study and glorify myself. I’ve been heavily influenced with One Direction and I think I am not even in love, at least, for two years. Because falling in love is so much worse than falling asleep, don’t y’all think the same? And no, I listen to One Direction because I want to keep this joyful feeling alive inside my cold and hard exterior of heart whose soul has been dead for centuries.

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Laptop Hilang: Yay or Nay?!

Selamat malam, pecundang, pemuja drama korea dan kulturnya yang menghegemoni dari awal tahun kemarin. Hari ini ada suatu kejadian yang mengguncangkan bumi akselerasi dan membuat kami semua dihukum, yup, sesuai dengan judul yang dicetak tebal di atas; ada laptop hilang. Baik. Pertama-tama, mari kita induksikan spesifikasi dan ciri-ciri laptop yang sengaja atau tidak disengaja hilang ini:

• Laptop tersebut merupakan laptop bantuan sosial yang diberikan pemerintah terhadap seluruh sekolah dan sekolah merupakan pemegang regulasi atas beroperasinya laptop tersebut.
• Laptop yang dipinjamkan kepada siswa-siswi akselerasi berjumlah 10 buah dengan tiap-tiapnya memiliki kartu identitas atas nama 2 siswa yang sah.
• Laptop tersebut berwarna hitam metalik, merk Toshiba, dengan stiker nomor urut 1 hingga 10, punya saya dan rekan saya bernomor 9, dan yang hilang bernomor 5.
• Laptop tersebut digunakan sebelum mata pelajaran Pendidikan Jasmani dan Kesehatan, sekitar jam ke-4 pelajaran oleh beberapa korban untuk bermain game konsol.
• Laptop dinyatakan hilang sekitar jam ke-8 oleh korban yang bersangkutan diikuti kehebohan dan drama di kelas tersebut. Setiap laptop yang tersisa langsung dikembalikan ke brankas laptop dan dikunci sesuai dengan standar yang berlaku.

Setelah heboh dan porak poranda berlalu, salah satu dari kami melaporkan kejadian terkait kepada wali kelas dan dramapun semakin meriah alurnya. Petinggi sekolah silih berganti mengunjungi kelas, seketika kelas menjadi ruang interogasi, wajah-wajah kami yang tidak berdosa menjadi ternoda, dan masih banyak yang lainnya. Akhirnya pula, sistematika pembelajaran hari itu dihentikan dan itu artinya; hore! Hingga jam berakhir.

Kami diberi tugas untuk menemukan kembali laptop yang hilang tersebut berdasarkan urutan cerita yang runut dan runtut. Sehingga, saya membuat semacam peta pemikiran seperti di film-film detektif, terima kasih Criminal Minds telah membantu saya membuat peta tersebut, di papan tulis. Kami membuat kelas tersebut menjadi ruang diskusi terhadap orang-orang yang mencurigakan yang sekiranya mengotori tangannya pada kejadian ini. Sayangnya, kami harus bergerak cepat sehingga peta pemikiran tersebut tidak sempat diabadikan kehadirannya dengan kamera ponsel, malahnya, foto-foto saat diskusi belum hingga berlangsung tertangkap oleh salah satu kamera ponsel milik teman saya:

Besok ujian blok Kimia dengan subbab Stoikiometri Lanjut, dilanjutkan dengan tugas Biologi yang tumpah ruah dan saya belum mengerjakan sama sekali bahkan dari tugas 1 dan sekarang sudah tugas ke 8 atau 9.. sial. Dilematika dan problematika siswa akselerasi adalah, seberapa cepat pemahamanmu akan materi baru di kelas, seberapa lama endapan memorimu akan materi kemarin, dan seberapa kuat analisismu saat dihadapkan dengan ujian blok berstandar nasional kadang internasional, kadang soal-soal olimpiade, kadang soal SAT/PSAT dan aku bersumpah aku pernah mengetikkan satu soal dan itu adalah soal ujian masuk salah satu universitas di Inggris.

“Jangan foto-foto sendiri di saat penting!”

“Tapi kan diskusi dimulai saat semua hadir?!”

“Tetap saja jangan foto-foto sendiri!”

“Oh aku mengerti maksudmu. Hahaha.”

“Haha haha ha.”

Teganya, di saat semua kelaparan dan halilintar kian menyambar langit-langit kelas, ada yang dengan santainya membuka kotak makanan dan memakannya perlahan sambil mengunyahnya hingga benar-benar halus dengan gigi-gigi molarnya. Saya. Lapar.

Oke mulai serius, korban kehilangan laptop ada di belakang sendiri HAHA, dan ini kenapa salah satu anak buah saya menjadi sinting.

Saatnya menjelajah internet dengan kata kunci; Bagaimana Menjadi Seorang Detektif Dadakan dengan Metode Story Retrace. Tidak. Saya sedang melihat apakah ada pembaharuan komik Naruto karena ini hari Rabu.

Oke, ini, sedikit menjijikkan. Mencari celah dan atensi. Benar-benar naluri oom-oom.

Kasihan sih sebenarnya dengan korban, tapi kan saya dicap sebagai seorang yang tidak punya perasaan dan dibenci satu kelas ha.

Tidak ada yang bisa menghentikan kami untuk saling berkompetisi dalam meraih pencapaian emas untuk ulangan besok. Ya, setiap skor absolut akan dihadiahkan emas dan ditempel di mading kelas, dan itu berarti, saya dan 3 orang harus memperebutkan kembali satu emas karena ujian blok Sifat Larutan Lanjut kemarin kami bertiga mendapatkan nilai yang sama, 97. Menyebalkan, bukan, mempunyai beberapa saingan dengan kapasitas berpikir yang sama saat pelajaran Kimia.

Dan, sebagai detektif abal-abal pula, saya memposting beberapa status di Facebook terkait peta pemikiran yang saya buat, yang nampaknya tidak ada yang paham pula. Dan, akan saya hapus malam ini.

Semoga esok ‘kan terbit matahari kebenaran dan kami dibebaskan dari tuduhan-tuduhan atas penggelapan laptop, pelaku ditangkap, saya dianugerahi piagam atas peta pemikiran saya, dan semua berjalan menuju horison yang lebih baik. Pos kali ini hanya sekitar 700 kata karena seharusnya saya istirahat untuk pertempuran Kimia besok dan saya malah sibuk menulis jurnal di sini. Baiklah, salam puja Super Junior!

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A-Cake-Cident

Salut. Oh, hey! It’s the first time again I begin the story with a French expression. For everyone who actually is wondering, it’s pronounced more like “Saelooh”. It’s cute, isn’t it? Today was half regular and half fun day. We celebrated our teacher’s birthday, like, a celebration with a cake, a little accident, and a little bit messing around with a cake war. Firstly, she is more than just a chemistry teacher for us, she is like uh, our mother in class. She is an incredible human being who manages to understand each character in her class, a motivator, a good person. For it may be the first time that we do this kind of surprise to our teacher, we’d like to give it our best shot. We began the day with a usual routine with no planned scenario, and the lines were just improvisation. The one who remembered her birthday was a girl from my class named Desinta. I don’t know how she did it, since our teacher doesn’t have a Facebook page, it must’ve been some sort of a research.

We started our day in Biology class—guess what, plant tissue, and all its tiny component with less than three syllables and still has me confused as always, but I love Biology anyway. I don’t know why I find it hard to memorize the foreign terms, it’s actually Latin, by the way, that I will have to repeat them several times before the examination begins, or else I will just stare at the answer sheet emptily and start making doodles out of my incredible imagination and wait for the time until it’s over and I have to finish choosing the right answer in a rush and I always end up getting a remedial. I’m so bad at literally every chapter, unless it’s anatomy, like, literally suck because I always get a below C, yes, sometimes we get this converted score in an alphabetical rank, below C is actually below 70 out of 100. The standard achievement for each examination must be at least 80, or a straight B.

After the class was over, our chemistry teacher began walking to the class when suddenly one of the student, the rebel one, started making a drama. I knew it was just the lined scenario because he was such a coward to even begin with, lol. He stood up in front of the other students and hit them, literally hit them, and they fought against each other. Hell was a good one to watch, I, as a professional riot maker, shouted at them and applauded. The teacher didn’t catch a clue what was going on but she intended to separate them to avoid a casualty. When she was oblivious, the girls ran a little with a birthday cake and we simultaneously sang a happy birthday song. It was such, yuck, basic, and unprepared as hell.

Yes, we chased over everyone to cover their face with a piece of approximately $3.5 tart cake.

Me waiting for the cake so I could deliver it to my little cute digestion because I was starving.

Akselerasi in a full team yay! Thanks to the actors and actresses so that the class had to be stopped due to the birthday ceremonial. It was such a life saviour since I was not on a good mood for Chemie.

Bonus picture for the pre-wedding of Alvin and Ari. Such a cute couple, I want them to be canon!

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