Forever Aozora

Oh nice, really nice. I just realized that last night dream - no setting taken place in my old house in Malang. Instead, it took place at my old rooming house in Raden Saleh. My family was evacuated there. The whole level 2 was ours. I remember I was watching E-motions rehearsal. I was surprised too, how could suddenly it's E-motions again. The rehearsal took place in an auditorium, a play stage. I was talking to Miss Gianti. We sat on the floor, she was holding her self, knees on chest.  She asked, "How could you believe that God exists? You never see God." And I answered, "That's the same like asking 'how could you believe that wind exists?'" and she nodded. How could we be that close, I didn't remember, nor dream needs explanation. Then Miss Inu's students was ready blocked on the stage. Wearing green-something. It reminds me how messy my crew was, hiphop new style 4. They started dancing. Those teens. Messy. Then a caucasian guy app...

Gue nggak percaya orang yang buang tissue ke dalam WC padahal udah disediain tempat sampah itu  ngerti tenggang rasa Gue nggak percaya orang yang buang puntung rokok sembarangan, apalagi ke dalam pot tanaman - padahal udah disediain tempat sampah itu punya agama Gue nggak percaya orang yang nggak jaga kesehatan badannya itu religius. BULLSHIT.

hai blog, Kamis itu kan aku stay up until so late gitu karena memaksakan diri bikin blog baru ahaha dan kangen main gitar (walaupun gitarnya fals) trus Jumat kerja dan stay up until late lagi karena nari-nari (kebetulan pulang dari Bakoel Koffie after work rumah kosong bo.. kapan lagi dimanfaatin :D) Jadinya aku kecapean tingkat presenter Kabar Kabari. Tidur, you know what I dreamed of? Rumah Batujajar lagi. Dan seperti biasa, baru sadar kalo itu settingnya rumah batujajar begitu udah bangun. Pas di mimpi ya ga ada pikiran 'eh, ini kan rumah batujajar'. Jadi di dapur aku ngambilin sup penuh daging kayak Kuah Bugis gitu, semangkuk, ngga pake nasi tapi pake kentang rebus, itu buat kakak. Trus aku jalan deh melewati lorong gelap dan naik tangga. Aku sudah tau akan bertemu banyak hantu. Sepanjang jalan aku santai aja sambil tanganku satu lagi ngusir-ngusirin hantu "Huss! Huss!" gitu. Trus di lorong sebelum jemuran si Kakak berdiri kayak mau jalan berlawanan arah. Trus ak...

someday my happiness and sorrow will flood me high, unbearable. like they have already, taken me to the jungle and the deep dark valley I'll dance away and never come back.

suatu hari kucurahkan hati pada seorang kyai, tentang malam di mana kudengar agamaku dihina ingin ku berdiri tegak membentengi apa yang kuimani tapi, pak kyai, malam itu aku sedang mabuk.

 

at ConocoPhillips, tomorrow begins today.

Pulang dari suatu tempat, dan hujan tiba-tiba deras. Terpaksa berteduh dulu. Dan tempat berteduhnya itu rumah jl.batujajar. Di depan pintu warnet aku menyobek kertas dan menjadikan pahaku meja. Seorang gadis kecil bule memperhatikan apa yang aku lakukan. Aku nulis dengan bolpen hitam: Somebody who already publish a novel, Somebody who already fuck and fucked, Terus ga bisa dilanjutin karena kertasnya basah banget. Hujan reda aku pun melanjutkan perjalanan. Aku membawa tas ransel dan eh ada jaket keren tergeletak, kubawa saja. Jaketnya itu warna cream cerah bahan dalamnya bulu luarnya jeans. Di bagian punggung terjahit gambar cowok versi pop-art Andy Warhol gitu. Trus begitu jalan, aku terbangun dan sadar tadi itu mimpi. Tapi ternyata aku lalu mimpi lagi... Mampir di Oenpao sama Ayah, untuk urusan yang sebentar tapi jadinya malah nongkrong, diawali dengan seorang waitress cina yang lumayan cantik menyapaku: "Eh apa kabaar? Sekarang kerja di mana? Oh, di Slipi. Bisa dong, after ...

hey did you miss me? I miss writing here too. What has happened? How do I look there? Cool? I know. Last Friday I just spent like less than 2 hours at the office, because I was sent to Cilandak Town Square to cover this event: Halo ACI (Aku Cinta Indonesia) with Grace. We were covering for Dari Mulut Ke Hati, one of the office clients. It actually should be the gadget freak Ali Zainal but since he was busy that day, so office sent me and Grace. They could just send one person though, so I guess I was given a spontaneous holiday - for not being at the office. And this ACI thing is garing, men. No enthusiasm. Bleh. Actually the theme was goood, the idea was greeeaaat. Maybe the communication to public before the day was not enough. And then? What did I do there? Bought two packs of new biscuit - TUC, by Kraft. Paprika Flavour. Bought a pack of cutted fruits, ate lunch for free from the event. And hid somewhere to smoke.. yea... my friend is allergic, really. Since there was not...