Sunday, February 5, 2012

Puisi AADC

Beberapa hari ini, aku & teman-temanku lagi ber-nostalgia tentang film-film lama Indonesia. Salah satunya film Ada Apa Dengan Cinta. Khe..khe..khe.. entah kenapa puisi di film ini pengen aku post di blog. Yaps, here it is..

Kulari ke hutan kemudian menyanyiku
kulari ke pantai kemudian teriakku
sepi, sepi dan sendiri
aku benci

Aku ingin bingar
aku mau di pasar
bosan aku dengan penat
dan enyah saja kau pekat
seperti berjelaga
jika kusendiri

Pecahkan saja gelasnya
biar ramai
biar mengaduh sampai gaduh

Ah, ada malaikat menyulam
jaring laba-laba belang
di tembok keraton putih
kenapa tak goyangkan saja loncengnya
biar terdera

Atau aku harus lari ke hutan
belok ke pantai

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Karateka

Annyeong~

Long time no see!!

It’s 2012!!! And please forgive me cause I didn’t write anything on January… this is all because my connection..!!! T____T

But, aku bersyukur karena di tahun lalu banyak sekali yang aku lakukan jadi bisa dibilang tidak ada yang aku sia-siakan hehehe… aku tidak merasa rugi atau apapun. Tahun 2011 tahun yang menyenangkan. Tahun perubahan untukku dan semuanya. Waah…sedih aku meninggalkannya.

Prolognya ga nyambung sama isinya. Aku mau bahas tentang karate. Yaps, salah satu ekskul yang masih bertahan aku di dalamnya. Aku sayang banget sama ekskul ini. Anak-anaknya, senpai-nya, solidaritasnya, semuanya..huaa…

Awalnya ada 17 orang. mereka adalah aku, kilas, damay, riska, piyan, rizki (ijo), marsyal (ijo), kamel, jericho, rafles, tami, ais, syarifah, nisa,  yoga, shandi (kuning), beta, siapa lagi ya? Lupa saya. Tapi yang jelas mereka itu angkatan 7 di Hexa. Memang karena sistemnya masih pagi-siang sekolahnya dan kami pun ber-nota bene kelas 10, makanya latihannya pagi jam 9 sampe jam 11. Tempatnya? Di mana-mana. Di lapangan tanah merah, lapangan aspal, konblok, selasar kelas… mulai dari yang paling adem sampe paling panas sampe bikin kaki pasti kapalan dan akhirnya bopeng-bopeng. Iuukh…. (TcT)

yellow belt!! pelantikan pertama..(>o<)
Perjuangan kami (hadooh…) dari putih sampe terakhir cokelat (insya Allah aamiin..) (itemnya ga tahu *0*) hanya bertahan 5 orang. Yaitu aku, kilas, damay, riska, piyan. Rizki itu mulainya dari ijo, jadinya cuma tinggal nerusin doang.

only 5 of us left );
Beneran mau nangis kalo inget saatnya bareng-bareng. Kompak, iya. Tangguh, ga bawel, banyak deh.. (apa sih?!) aku emang ga pernah ikut kejuaraan dan ga menghasilkan apa-apa. Teman-temanku yang cowok itu mereka berkali-kali dapet juara. Dari yang cuma juara 3 sampe juara 1. Perak, emas, banyaak!!!

Jericho & Piyan menang kejuaraan... emas & perak!!
Oh ya, kalo latihan pasti ga tentu berapa yang hadir. Entah cuma berempat (senpai sering marah-marah kalo udah begini) sampe yang paling lengkap. 17 orang ditambah 3 senpai. Aakh… itu merupakan peristiwa yang sangat langka, kawan-kawan.

Ya, itulah sekelumit cerita tentang karate. Kami adalah angkatan kedua di ekskul karate Hexa. Angkatan sebelumnya itu kakak-kakak 2 tahun di atas aku dan mereka berjumlah kurang dari 10 orang. Dan entah mengapa, angkatanku-lah yang paling banyak anak-anaknya (walaupun akhirnya emang pada keluar). Angkatan di bawahku krisis, begitu juga angkatan selanjutnya. Fiuuh.. aku harap tidak akan berjalan seperti itu nanti-nantinya. Aamiin…

Last grade high school (^o^ 9)
Karateka hexa!!

Luar biasaa..!!!

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Today is Mother's Day

Beribu lukisan tak ada yang dapat menggambarkan betapa pentingnya dirimu untukku
Beribu kata tak ada yang dapat mengutarakan betapa sayangnya aku padamu
Kata maaf dan terima kasih pun mungkin tak dapat membalas semua yang telah kaulakukan untukku
To my mom, from your daughter
Happy mother’s day, mom! I love you so much ^o^

This song is for my mom
Seamo - Mother (translation)

Hi Mother, Dear Mother, how are you doing?
Sorry I haven’t called recently, I’m getting by okay…

*Your body is small and so are your hands
White hairs are mixed in and you’ve grown more genial
But to me you’re still bigger than anything, stronger than anyone
I want to tell my kids about this love that supported me

Even though I grow impatient when I’m near you
When you’re far away from me I grow lonely
That’s who you are to me, you can cut through any problem and solve it
And you have the most patience and toughness of anyone I know
You would always be concerned over my well-being before your own

Cooking, doing the laundry, cleaning, raising a child
You even worked during your free time
You would only require things from the lowest places
I didn’t understand even though it was so obvious
It wasn’t until I started living by myself that I understood
Whenever I think of how much you’ve accomplished
And how hard it must have been, I feel like I can try my best today

I’d say, “Wake me up at seven a.m.”
And you would wake me up right on time
But I would be unfair to you
And say the words “shut up” while I was still half-asleep
This was the daily routine
You never made one tired face
And woke me up every day
Warmer and more accurately than any alarm clock

But then one day I skipped school and said, “I don’t wanna go”
I wouldn’t leave my futon and you stood in front of me
Hid your face with both hands and cried loudly
I also felt sad and cried
At that time I blamed myself wondering, “How could I be so stupid?”

Your body is small and so are your hands
White hairs are mixed in and you’ve grown more genial
But to me you’re still bigger than anything, stronger than anyone
I give you thanks for this love that supported me, my mother

I know there’s nothing more painful in the world
Than a parent burying their child
So I’ll make sure it never happens
Even if I only live one second longer than you
I’ll make sure of it…

I’m glad I’m your child
I’m glad you’re my mother
And that won’t ever change
It won’t ever change for all time
Because I am the very image of you…

Be my mother forever
Be well forever
You still have one more job left to do
And that’s to accept your son’s love and respect for you...

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Us

It is really hard for me to not be beside you. Will you keep me?
 . . .

Can I say 'hi' to you as there is nothing between us?
. . .

I do believe that you will come to me. But it is too long to waiting for you. Can I waiting longer?
 . . .

My heart is hanging on a tree. Will you take and keep it for me?
 . . .

I know there will be a happy-ending love story for us

Hold My Hand

This song is for my best friend ever
Thanks for not allow me alone, Adzh . . . :)


I hear the flower’s kinda crying loud
The breeze’s sound in sad
Oh no
Tell me when did we become,
So cold and empty inside
Lost a way long time ago
Did we really turn out blind
We don’t see that we keep hurting each other no
All we do is just fight

Now we share the same bright sun,
The same round moon
Why don’t we share the same love
Tell me why not
Life is shorter than most have thought

Hold my hand
There are many ways to do it right
Hold my hand
Turn around and see what we have left behind
Hold my hand my friend
We can save the good spirit of me and you
For another chance
And let’s pray for a beautiful world
A beautiful world I share with you

Children seem like they’ve lost their smile
On the new blooded playgrounds
Oh no
How could we ignore, heartbreaking crying sounds
And we’re still going on
Like nobody really cares
And we just stopped feeling all the pain because
Like it’s a daily basic affair

Now we share the same bright sun,
The same round moon
Why don’t we share the same love
Tell me why not
Life is shorter than most have thought
Hold my hand
There are many ways to do it right
Hold my hand
Turn around and see what we have left behind
Hold my hand my friend
We can save the good spirit of me and you
For another chance
And let’s pray for a beautiful world
A beautiful world I share with you

No matter how far I might be
I’m always gonne be your neighbor
There’s only one small planet where to be
So I’m always gonna be your neighbor
We cannot hide, we can’t deny
That we’re always gonna be neighbors
You’re neighbor, my neighbor
We’re neighbors
So hold my hand
There are many ways to do it right
Hold my hand
Turn around and see what have left behind

So hold my hand
There are many ways to do it right
Hold my hand
Turn around and see what have left behind
Hold my hand my friend
We can save the good spirit of me and you
For another chance
And let’s pray for a beautiful world
A beautiful world I share with you
-Maher Zein-