AEO photos, again

cockroaches girls
there's a funny story behind on why do I call three of us 'cockroaches girls'

iyoo and lee did very well as the main quarter-finalist

me and my awesome teammate, Jordi
unfortunately, we were just one more step to being novice champion
when finally judges decided that other team was better
next time, we have to grab it Jor :D
crap! i look so fat in this photo :(

the champion of  British Parliamentary Debate @ AEO 2013
Vicario and Ojan
I'm completely proud of them.
I hope next time I can be as gorgeous as you guys :')

thanks to Bea who have been documented these precious moments during AEO :)

procrastinating

Udah tau menunda-nunda pekerjaan itu nggak baik, tapi kenapa saya tetep aja suka ‘nggak sengaja’ ngelakuinnya ya. Menggoda banget sih abisnya -____-

Oh please go away from my sight, i’m not interested on you anymore!

Dini Aprilia Norvyani

-abg labil yang lagi menunda ngerjain tp fisika dan nunda belajar buat uts kalkulus 
yang justru malah ngepost nggak penting di blognya-

                

ITB Squad of AEO 2013 (February 17th - 21st 2013)

ITB Squad of AEO 2013
from left to right (back row) iyo, lee, vicario, jordi, ojan (front row) dini - me, bea, anggi

puisi jadul :D

Ini hasil dari kerjaan iseng buka-buka folder lama. Eh ketemu puisi jadul, tahun kapan ya ini saya buatnya, perasaan udah lama banget. Ngakak sendiri bacanya, sebegini random dan anehnya saya dulu bikin beginian --"

Berkali-kali kubaca buku pelajaran Biologi yang kupinjam dari perpustakaan sekolah

Ronyok halamannya lantaran berkali-kali kulipat, kubuka, dan kubaca

Kata kunci yang sama dengan variasi kata berbeda, berulang kali kuketikkan di kotak mesin pencarian internet

Aku masih kelas 6 SD, tak mengerti benar dengan arti alel, faktor VII, IX, atau apalah itu

Tapi dengan keras tetap kucoba pahami materi ini

Perkataan ibu guru di kelas tadi, masih terus berkeliaran di pikiranku

Berusaha menjawab rasa penasaranku selama ini

Mengapa ayah dan ibu menomorsatukan adik laki-lakiku itu dalam segala hal

Menyayangi, melindungi, seolah dialah anak mereka satu-satunya

Dibilang anak bungsu pun, bukan. Masih ada, seorang adik perempuan terkecil di keluarga ini

Menetes air mataku, aku memang tak mengerti benar selama ini

Menyesal, itu yang aku rasakan sekarang

Mengapa aku baru tau sekarang

Mengapa baru tadi pagi, ibu guru mengatakan tentang hal itu

Mengapa tak langsung saja kukatakan rasa iriku selama ini kepada ayah dan ibu

Agar mereka bisa memberi pengertian kepadaku

Sebelum semuanya terlanjur terjadi

Bukan kehendak ayah dan ibu, mereka lebih menaruh perhatian kepada adikku, tidak kepadaku atau pun adik perempuan terkecilku

Bukan salah ayah, mencintai ibu, dan akhirnya menikah

Bukan keinginan ibu, mewarisi kromosom x pembawa sifat hemofilia itu

Bukan salah mereka, adikku harus mengalaminya

Salahku, yang tak mau mengerti

Salahku yang selalu iri, yang karena keirian itu dengan sengaja kudorong dia hingga jatuh dan terluka dan harus segera dilarikan ke rumah sakit

Salahku sendiri aku dimarahi ayah dan ibu, atau barangkali mereka akan sangat membenciku

Salahku, tak mau peduli dengan lebam dan kucuran darah adikku yang tak mau berhenti

Salahku, tak mau tahu memar-memar di sekujur tubuh adikku yang tak hilang berminggu-minggu

Seharusnya bisa kujaga adikku, dia hanya mutiara kecil rapuh dan rentan

Seharusnya bisa kuhapus keresahan ayah dan ibu, mereka diberi tugas penting oleh Tuhan, mempertahankan adikku

Ayah, Ibu, Adik, maafkan aku, aku hanya belum mengerti

because problems exist to make us keep alive...

Well I woke up to the sound of silence

and cries were cutting like knives in a fist fight

And I found you with a bottle of wine

Your head in the curtains

And heart like the Fourth of July

You swore and said,

"We are not, We are not shining stars"

This I know,

I never said we are

Though I've never been through hell like that

I've closed enough windows to know you can never look back

If you're lost and alone

Or you're sinking like a stone

Carry on

May your past be the sound

Of your feet upon the ground

Carry on

Carry on, carry on

So I met up with some friends at the edge of the night

At a bar off 75

And we talked and talked about how our parents will die,

All our neighbors and wives

But I like to think I can cheat it all

To make up for the times I've been cheated on

And it's nice to know when I was left for dead

I was found and now I don't roam these streets

I am not the ghost you are to me

If you're lost and alone

Or you're sinking like a stone

Carry on

May your past be the sound

Of your feet upon the ground

Carry on

My head is on fire but my legs are fine

After all they are mine

Lay your clothes down on the floor

Close the door, hold the phone

Show me how no one’s ever gonna stop us tonight

'Cause we are

We are shining stars

We are invincible

We are who we are

On our darkest day

When we’re miles away

Sun will come

We will find our way home

If you're lost and alone

Or you're sinking like a stone

Carry on

May your past be the sound

Of your feet upon the ground

Carry on

Carry On

fun.

Cooking Time #2 - Red Hot Veggie Fettuccine

Red Hot Veggie Fettuccine is not the name of American rock band who have album named Stadium Arcadium (I mean Red Hot Chilli Peppers, maaf garing -.-) This is second pasta recipes which I create by my own (the first one is Baked Macaroni with Beef -- that created by me and my beautiful mother).

So here the ingredients are:

some of the ingredients

• olive oil
• water
• salt and sugar
• chili, red pepper
• garlic and onion
• tomatoes
• mushrooms
• vegetables (spring onion, lettuce, cauliflower, up to you)
• fettuccine and pasta sauce

I think the key of making pasta is in how the taste of the sauce is, because pasta are just depends on the brand itself and it's not really hard to cook it -- simply just boil it with salted water -- except if you make the pasta also by yourself (wow, I think I wanna learn to make the pasta by myself, feels like I'm a professional chief from Italia. It must be superb cool).
Now, let's start cooking!

1. Heat the oil in a saucepan with low to medium heat.
2. Add garlic and onion, cook, stirring occasionally until lightly browned.
3. Add little amount of water and stir for 1 minute.
4. Stir in the mushrooms and cook, uncovered, stirring often, for 2 minutes or until they soften slightly.
5. Season with salt.
6. Stir the pasta sauce. Bring to the boil over high heat. Reduce heat to medium-low and cook, covered, stirring occasionally for 5-10 minutes.
7. Put pepper and chili to enrich the hot taste of the sauce.
8. Add also the vegetables you like and tomatoes, stir it for a while (don’t cook vegetables to long to make sure the vitamin contained in it didn't loss)
9. Meanwhile, cook the fettuccine in a large saucepan of salted boiling water, stir gently for about 10 minutes. Drain well.
10. Stir in the sauce over fettuccine and it's ready to be eaten ;)

Voila! This is my Red Hot Veggie Fettuccine
Can't wait to see yours. Happy cooking ;)

sebuah pertanyaan untuk menjawab sebuah pertanyaan

untuk siapa pun yang imannya mulai bergetar dengan pertanyaan besar :

"Bagaimana mengungkapkan Ia yang tak terungkapkan?"

cobalah merenung, ini jawaban yang tepat untuk menjawab keresahanmu :

"Bagaimana memikirkan Ia yang tak terpikirkan..."

...karena iman bukan lagi wilayah yang dihuni oleh kata, oleh kalam, atau logos, dan metafisika, melainkan suatu ruang yang berada di antara kata-kata dan kebisuan, antara pemikiran dan non pemikiran, antara pernyataan dan keheningan.

gue ke toko buku tadi siang dan nemuin kata-kata itu dari buku psikologi Islam 

"Teologi Negatif" oleh Ibn 'Arabi

mau beli buat dibaca, tapi gue takut, ilmu gue belum nyampe ke hal begituan, ntar malah salah tafsir

tapi sekarang malah nyesel karna jadinya penasaran

hmmm yasudalah...

so random poem ~ (what? is this post proper enough to be called as "a poem"?

bad feelings are wrapped around her heart

rejection torture her harshly

being ignored even by the wind

she can't hide those feelings anymore

concealment just make her suffer again and again

but she don't know to whom she gonna reveal all

she has no one to be rely on

she closes her eyes and feel the warm breeze on her face

she dreams of tremendous things 

imagination of affection

figuring her own world

hope that her eyes couldn't be opened forever

suddenly

loneliness kill her slowly

lagi rehat belajar buat uts kimia, iseng bikin beginian

jadinya malah random banget nih puisi

gloomy banget pula, jadi mirip anak emo euh --"