Weekend at Sofy's

Holla!
It's October already! Seems several last month just went too fast and I know there is no use of regretting it, eh? At least I had tried to lived my days happily and striving for the best in most of it. I hope you guys whom I loved very much did the same. Amen. So, what bring me back to this platform after I abandoned it for months? The answer will be my long-last partner in crime, RAP (whoa man, just realize your initial is similar with that rap monster from BTS lol). A week ago, we went to our neighborhood country, Malaysia (and yes please congrats me for achieving two resolutions in a row, first time boarding in a plane and first time going to foreign place). She told me to write our story here because we were so cool hahaha. No seriously, we are cool, can you imagine clumsy and messy girl like us manage to go there? We did'nt prepare much though. Even our conversation in whatsapp that sparks this plan was kinda impulsive:

Me: .. just two of us, we havent travel somewhere far, dont you think? | Her: far like.. far? | lets go somewhere by plane, when will you have your day off? | man I only have days off next year | really? :( well then lets just start save money to go to NZ together | uhm or maybe we can go to Singapore or KL next week, you can always go online right? just check if there any affordable weekend flights next thursday. I will have my days off from thursday, we can go thursday night. how about that?| wow are you serious?

Everything went fast with her having group presentation delayed and me having sudden big task order from my team leader but somehow we made it, friday predawn and we already lying in hard couch on KLIA 2. Actually our goal is only to step our feet in Kuala Lumpur so you wont get any answer asking what was our schedule for two days two nights there. Sofy, the girl whom we going to stay at was having her class until friday afternoon and that left us free time until 4 p.m that day. FYI, Putri was being herself and said, "My job is done here, I had encourage you to made it go travel here and now we arrived, it is up to you, I'll just tag you along," followed by somehow insane smirk in her face. Well, it mean I am the ship captain (ship with only one passenger, Putri) and with zero 9% knowledge about KL public transportation, we decided to take off to KL-Sentral. Why? Because my friend told me before that KL-Sentral is literally the center of Kuala Lumpur so you can go anywhere from there. My story from here will be full of KL-Sentral word, in fact what I love the most from this trip is, the mighty KL-Sentral (oh and UKM, we'll get to that later). Maybe this is for personal reasoning, but as someone who love Jakarta's commuter line much, giving me the beauty of KL-Sentral is heavenly! In Bogor-Jakarta line, boarding in spacious, clean, empty (or merely not-crowded) coach and being able to get a seat there is already a big yes for me. So my heart was just burst with joy when trying KTM coach or Rapid KL coach back in Malaysia. Not to mention, Rapid KL's self assisted ticketing, it is looks like that ticket vending machine I only get to see in West/Korean movie. There are some numbers of tunnel and subway line we were tried also, man I cant be more hyped than that! Maybe that convenient feel I got from riding in KL line network comes from 50% better management and 50% better public attitude. I mean, the greater thing in KTM/Rapid KL service are neat managing of KL-Sentral and various choices of ticketing (numbers of vending/locket). Other stations in that network were physically not so different with Juanda/Sudirman/Pondok Cina standard. If you live everyday in your life using KRL in Jabodetabek line then you definitely see the problem of (very) high number of people who use that service and their lesser good attitude. Just few days ago, I was in the middle of riot on woman-only KRL coach, all caused only by panic but in result several injuries were made. I cannot blame all the fault to the passenger because come to think of it, the largest group of KRL user is commuter people who depart rushly in morning, struggle not to come late to office and when they come home in the evening, they are all tired and drained and wasted.. more negative thing than positive one. It is the same if we talked about other public transportation service in Jakarta; kopaja, angkot, metromini, etc. Come to think of it, Jakarta indeed so full of human, it seem unable to sustain anymore life *sigh*

long live commuter people!

Uh, so I babbling much about public transportation above so it left me less spaces to talk about the trip lol. But anyway, we only went to Batu Caves, Little India, Central Market, China Town, and KLCC. People said  I can get more attraction than that but heck, Putri and I attached too much to UKM (Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia) dorm. See, after day one roaming around with not-so-light backpack as our burden, bed is really one thing we appreciate big times! Sofy's ancient room (she describe it that way, mostly because her dormitory building was built on 1950ish) was so comfy and accessible to nearest student hangout spot (library/canteen). We basically spent our time in Malaysia with laying and rolling around in her room, chatting. Oh and anyway, UKM is a lovely campuss. It is twice (or more, I guess) larger and wider than my campus. I feel live in IPB dormitory all over again, with forest right in the backyard and bus at service to go everywhere in campus area. The differencies will be better management (again), UKM building and landscape is slightly more eye-friendly than IPB, lol.

yoo-hoo

 I linked some random photos above to give you imagination starter of our trip a week ago. Oh and if you wonder why the hell that car park too near to a river, well it wasnt. That brownish water is flood, haha, yes I even experienced flood on this trip. Now you can imagine how absurd we were. Many of good photos are not available due to Putri's misfortune. Her phone was lost in KLIA 2 and until now I wishing it back. But dont pity us guys, we are definitely not regretting that weekend HAH! Still missing you, Putri & Sofy :''

XOXO,
Icha

Personal rant and brit pack fever

Uh so, its almost end of July already, it seems I neglect this platform for a month. Not that I have a tight schedule but I just went through something that need effort and patience lately (yet there I am still waiting for the so called decision). My quota for internet connection somehow reach the limit while I was on Bogor; I am homey since a week ago but these laziness struck me as always. Some this and that happenned these few weeks, including my brother visit to Bogor.

Seaworld was somehow his dream place to visit since childhood yet I just able to bring him there last week lol sorry bro

Oh and on other note this little brother got accepted at Landscape Architecture on IPB (yay congrats). Idk maybe his visit there was some kind of auspices (what). He was on Bogor for three days only and went straight home alone on afternoon of World Cup final match. UH AND TALK ABOUT WORLD CUP.. HAHA FINALLY GERMANYYYY WOOHOO; I recall that all mess full of crying phone conversation between me and Putri after Germany lost to Italy on semifinal back on 2006. Man look at them now after all those struggle since I was an elementary school student, Germany has the best steady team player. Can not forget Klinsmann and Low for that :') Ah sorry for too much feeling.

My days at home not really worh telling (as usual yes) but then I can tell you that last week was my attempt to watch old school movies:

Back to The Future 3 (1990)

Leon: The Professional (1994)

Sid & Nancy (1986)

The Breakfast Club (1985)

Pulp Fiction (1994)

Blade (1998)

Well, now for short reviews: First installment of back to the future will be my forever favorite, the 2nd and 3rd one were not bad just didn't live up the hype like the first one. Maybe because I root for Crispin Glover as young George Mcfly. Natalie Portman debut in Leon was just wow, how old was she again? 11-12 y.o I guess but her acting was awesome, she just depicted everything about Mathilda in perfect way. Besides, evil Gary Oldman can not be better looking than that (like some days before I went for 'dawn of planet of the apes' with my mate and we thought gary oldman cant get any older than Lt Gordon on batman sequel, he somehow always look like that for a long time; indeed his name 'old-man'). And I was wrong though, when I finally downloaded Sid and Nancy I just keep smiling at how Mr Oldman potrayed such young punk rebellious Sid Vicious. Sad movie it was. The Breakfast Club is one of the best young adult or coming of age movie I ever came across. I mean the plot actually quite simple about how five highschoolers with very different character/background also who don't know each other spent a day together for detention hours but ends up pouting their heart out during the process. Maybe it is cliche but five main stars of the movies did it so well it hurts (my dramaqueen alter ego creeping back). And props for the cast when I found out the most touching scenes during the movie actually shots without a script and they just improvised all. Pulp Fiction was on another level though, I finally had a chance to watch this biopic lol and it was indeed superb. Idk which one is more interesting between all those seemingly 3-4 different untangling stories can be mashed together. Vincent Vega is an unlucky dork, mark these words, every single time he goes to the bathroom, bad things will happen. Oh young Tim Roth also act here, for suspense and thrilled opening and closing scenes (daww he just so clueless in some actions). In other hand, Blade just uh what so-so I guess? Maybe it somehow big for movie with that genre on that era but nevertheless it was just quite nice action vampire movie there (or maybe I need to dig some info around more).

these fine gentlemen on their fine days

I have planned to download some other movies whom brit pack starring but maybe after the Ied Fitr. Yes the holy day is coming and I'd better prepare myself more so I won't regret anything for wasting more time on this Ramadlan. Early sayings won't hurt don't you think, Taqaballahu minna wa minkum lets forgive and forgave things which burden our heart in past days :)

Cheerio

A day before Ramadlan the first

WELCOME TO THE HOLY RAMADLAN MONTH OF 1435 H

Entering the first week of Ramadlan, this time I got a full impression and vibe of this holy and sacred month; mostly bcs of our downtown located rented house. But if anything, I really got a sweet sour opening entrance for this year Ramadlan for yesterday was a long long journey that somehow possible to occur less than 24 hours. The journey in order went like these: first time job interview experience - first time get shout and harassed by angkot driver - first time get the sensation of Bogor traffic on saturday afternoon which coincidentally also a night before Ramadlan the 1st - finally: TFIOS movie with uri luksi - first time 1435 H tarawih on society mosque. Mixed feeling don't you think? I should be feeling physically exhausted by departing from Bogor at 6.09 AM to Jakarta and already driving beloved Skylar (or Sky for short, a Black Honda Vario) which stuck in Bogorian traffic jam at 02.00 PM and again face the rage of people at way back home at 6.00 PM. But then I didn't feel a thing maybe bcs my mental also get that same treatment from the start. The job interview with as an R&D staff was not too good, well you can label me as over value myself but really the company contract just didn't suit me at all (which is saddening, I already feel that job was my kind of interest). Being shouted by angkot driver also colored my day with following chronology:

Me (M) : (get down from angkot and paid Rp 9000,- for 3 people and directly walk away)

Angkot Driver (AD) : ...

M   : (keep walking and suddenly)

AD : WOY MONYET SIALAN LO BAYAR KURANG [HEY YOU DAMN PUNK ASS THIS IS NOT ENOUGH]

M   : hah?

AD : lo bertiga seorang goceng, limabelas ribu harusnya woy [three of you make it Rp 15.000,-]

M   : lah kita naik dari ruko ancol pak, kan emang tig.. [we get in from ruko ancol Sir, it should be thre...]

AD : bang*** (and carelessly drive away) [son of bi***]

God bless he just drove away so the drama is over. Not many people care though, it is indeed their daily events there; but for me it is like one climax of the day lol. The benefit from yesterday's Jakarta experience is.. I got a new acquaintance who told me a lot of her story and passion and uhm life-lesson as a same almamater graduate. But whatever, the highlight of my day is ansel elgort the fault in our stars! After passed through a lot (like A LOT, everyone in Bogor seem available in the road that afternoon) of traffic jam, Luksi and I finally managed to watch it. And man, even though I have not read the book (Luksi had), the movie simply charmed with that kind of vibe the perks of being wallflower give me. Have not read John Green writing, uh and avoid spoiler from Luksi, Chita, and Patia, became an advantage as I absorb into the movie very much and surprised at some point. Even that cumber-ukhti above agreed that this adaptation movie quite living their expectation. Not to mention Ansel and Shai were great there, oh and Nat too (wait him as main actor of another John Green novel, Paper Town). I am waiting Chita to lend me the original version of the book bcs Luksi said that translated one is weird hahah. [SPOILER] One of my favorite scene on the movie where I can relate so much with my other life changing movie is when Hazel kind of feeling angry to Gus and eventually said this quote, "You say you're not specual because the world doesn't know about you, but that's an insult to me. I know you," Oh Gus I can feel you very much with our dream to do something to the world and to be remembered by many people. In the end, what we have done maybe didn't fated to be remembered by many lives but still there must be someone or even more who feeling grateful by your existence. I know you people must be bored by this Gandhi X Remember Me quote but guess whaaaat it is indeed my life inspiration line: Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we've touched. I don't have to mention that I cried a bit here and there between scenes right? Yeah no need to. The ending of my day was closed by nice little discovery of a nearby mosque where I pray tarawih there. Ramadlan indeed a special month and the good thing is.. its just started.

So keep on living guys!