i give my thanks to three persons the first half of 2007. one male, two females.
the male, for his friendship, though he’s way much older than i.
the females, for being who they are, though younger than i, through them two parts of me were resuscitated.
i really like the song from the anime 銀色の髪のアギト (Origin : The Spirits Past). The theme song 調和 oto～with reflection～ (Motherland <= rite?), music & lyrics by KOKIA, arrangement by 妹尾武, album 愛のメロディー/調和 oto～with reflection～.
if ur curious to listen how the song sounds like, check out
ay: my new favourite song for May 2007
GYM CLASS HEROES LYRICS
"Cupid’s Chokehold"
(feat. Patrick Stump of Fall Out Boy)
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Ba ba da da
Take a look at my girlfriend
She’s the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
It’s been some time since we last spoke
This is gonna sound like a bad joke
But momma I fell in love again
It’s safe to say I have a new girlfriend
And I know it sounds so old
But cupid got me in a chokehold
And I’m afraid I might give in
Towels on the mat my white flag is wavin’
I mean she even cooks me pancakes
And Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches
If that ain’t love then I don’t know what love is
We even got a secret handshake
And she loves the music that my band makes
I know I’m young but if I had to choose her or the sun
I’d be one nocturnal son of a gun
(ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
Take a look at my girlfriend
She’s the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
Take a look at my girlfriend
She’s the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
It’s been awhile since we talked last and I’m tryin’ hard not to talk fast
But dad I’m finally thinkin’ I may have found the one
Type of girl that will make you way proud of your son
And I know you heard the last song about the girls that didn’t last long
But I promise this is on a whole new plane
I can tell by the way she says my name (ba ba da da)
I love it when she calls my phone
She even got her very own ringtone
If that ain’t love then I don’t know what love is (ba ba da da)
It’s gonna be a long drive home but I know as soon as I arrive home
And I open the door take off my coat and throw my bag on the floor
She’ll be back into my arms once more for sure
Take a look at my girlfriend
She’s the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
She’s got a smile that would make the most senile
Annoying old man bite his tongue
I’m not done
She’s got eyes comparable to sunrise
And it doesn’t stop there
Man I swear
She’s got porcelain skin of course she’s a ten
And now she’s even got her own song
But movin’ on
She’s got the cutest laugh I ever heard
And we can be on the phone for three hours
Not sayin’ one word
And I would still cherish every moment
And when I start to build my future she’s the main component
Call it dumb call it luck call it love or whatever you call it but
Everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like here
Take a look at my girlfriend
She’s the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
Take a look at my girlfriend
She’s the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
just a spur of the moment thing.
We, the supposed generations of the civilized and better learned descendants than that of our forefathers. And yet, there are times when what are supposed to be, be not necessarily what reality displayeth in front of our mortal sights and senses. Worst, we too, are at times, no more infallible than those whose erroneous actions/non-actions we abhorred.
Paranoia, ignorance, and un/intentional (and/or systematic) blinding of one’s conscience, whether wrought by circumstances/systems, or by one’s self are, inherently nothing new. ‘xcept just (perchance) an endless vicious cycle from time immemorial.
What say us, when we breathe the same air, day in and day out, ’til our end cometh… There, and there are us, you and I, at times conscious, other times blinded, …cloaked behind the masks of status, power, vanity, and ego.
What say us, of us, adorn in uniforms and suits, thus so called the keepers and upholders of law, and yet when truth be told, us are nothing more than fragile beings hiding and clinging on superficialities… at times, mere abusers, savoring and frolicking in the misery of others. Are we, really, better not than packs of beasts…? Or, are we not, at times, of equal footing to oppressors?
Who wonders…? Beats me…. Me read once that T’sao T’sao (155-220 AD) of the Three Kingdoms (184-263 AD) would execute a thousand innocent men just to catch a traitor. Me read somewhere, too, that for the sake of a nation, the lives and rights of some, must at times, be sacrificed. Wonder thus the childlike part in me, what to make of this world…
Then, someone said this once… "To right a wrong, seek those with compassionate ears, then, a united voice. When loud enough, the voice will be heard. Shake enough cages, one would surely rattle. Forceful enough, one would surely crumble. To fight, first, one fights one’s inner devil; then one takes a step at a time, forward." Yet, me perceive the words of wisdom to be applicable for both good and bad.
This, I updated somewhat regularly
This, I hardly update
This, I used to write for
This, is my next project
This, is my favourite portal
Yesterday, at the Rotary Club Jakarta Metropolitan’s luncheon meeting, we had a guest speaker, Mr. Harry Tjan Silalahi. 
Honestly, I don’t know anything about this guy… That’s why when Priscilla and Edison told me that Harin, who is also a member of RCMJ, is the daughter of this public figure, I was totally unfazed. So what getu loh…
After listening to him spoke a little about Indonesian economics, I am really privileged to meet this 77 years old man.
Nearly every time I participated in a RCMJ’s meeting and event, there was always the feeling of humility. God knows why… ^_^
But, I am really pleased to feel this sense of humility repeatedly. It makes me feel very much like an ordinary human being.
If u are interested to learn more about Mr. Harry Tjan Silalahi, please check out:
Cheers,
Andrias (April 20, 2007; 5:14AM)
I wonder why I allow myself to do or say stupid things once in a while. I mean, real stupid stuffs that common sense should have deterred me away from…
…moth attracted by heat of flame
…crisp burnt, floating carcass soon to rest
Just a short note that the last 2 months of 2006 were unusual in that several things happened that challenged me to be in situations outside of my comfort zone.
The things that happened during those 2 months were by no means unwelcome. In fact, I was deeply grateful for whatever happened. It was a prologue to what’s to come during the next 12 days beginning from the 28th of December.
My visit to Viet Nam was nothing but spectacular. I knew that I had unfinished business to attend to, and I completed that at last. Two main things to complete there, and one secondary matter to attend to, to say the least. In a way, it’s like throwing one stone to get two birds. My visit to Viet Nam accomplished what I had to do.
Returning back to Jakarta was a bit weird for me. No… It wasn’t Jakarta that felt weird. It was the 12 days abroad that felt weird. Felt like it was a dream. A very sweet dream. Doesn’t feel all too real, but it was. ^_^
Today is February 10, 2007, a Saturday. Since my return back to Jakarta, several things happened outside of my expectations. Good things, too, in fact. ^_^
It felt weird talking about gigantic projects with government officers, let alone the upper management from big companies. But, it didn’t make me feel big-headed. It did makes me feel somewhat overwhelmed.
There is a worry, too. A worry that all these, plus something else, are way too fast for me. But I just take it with a stride, and hope I am doing the best I can for people around me, for those who love me, and for my own self. ^_^
Early last week, she sent an apology via e-mail to me. The fact is, if she had done that 3-4 months earlier, matters would have been different. She had so much time to have a personal discussion with me, so many opportunities, but she blew that away. I guess, we sometimes err in our judgment by procrastinating too often, and sometimes, procrastinating on the ‘more’ important stuffs in life. And when that happened, things may just be way too late for "kiss-and-make-up."
One of Eminem’s lyrics struck me to the chord. It went, "… you only got one shot…" Yup, some things in life opportune only 1 shot, and if we failed to capitalize on that, we may never be dealt that opportunity any more.
Lesson of the month: never take for granted other’s sincere and true kindness and compassion. Learn to appreciate the seemingly simple things in life, and learn to treasure them. For the seemingly simple things in life are most wonderful when we take the time and take the effort to truly appreciate them with utmost humility in the acknowledgement that we are, but just one. It is together, hand-in-hand, that we are more, than just an individual.
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Andrias Y.
February 10, 2007
in a matter of days, my days will be nights. the totality of the past 1 year will be summed up in 1 day. the remainder of this old skin must be shed away. the time has come.
a week or so ago, there was the sense that something will come. either a thing, or some things. as it slowly unfolds, i realized now that ‘it’ is things instead of the singular.
she said the birth of i was a hit-not-miss as aravsetikilova. jokingly, i rather prefer envisioning myself more like ming’s hanuman version than the former. but whichever it is, is passed with a carefree glance.
the thinker crafted through the laborous finger tips of a certain Auguste Rodin was described as, "…a person in sober meditation battling with a powerful internal struggle." a german phrase goes, "was hilt laufen, wenn man nicht auf den rechten weg ist?" (translation: what is the use of running when we are not on the right track?"
still, i like best, "tai… chuan ch’i chih jou, neng yin-er hu?" (translation: while you… focus your breath until it is supremely soft, can you, be like a baby? from Dao De Jing, 52.1, 4-5).
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Andrias Y.
October 20, 2006
as much as the despise over vanity, there is a pitfall created that needs immediate attending to. the name is arrogance.
self-righteousness is a vice. it induces arrogance. tho’ it is not the arrogance where one feels one is better or holier-than-thou. it is an arrogance that saith, "i am the better judge than thee." now, wonder i, who makes thee the judge? ’tis ego perhaps?
a poison. one that took root free-riding hence the yester-years, God knows when.
desist, for it harms.
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Andrias Y.
October 20, 2006
