Best performance on Indonesian Idol Season 5

she has the look, the voice 'n the attitude...ga tau apa yg salah sama dia sampe harus kluar di minggu ke3...moron voters...or moron "big boss"?

Lyric:
Tertutup sudah pintu, pintu hatiku
Yang pernah dibuka waktu hanya untukmu
Kini kau pergi dari hidupku
Kuharus relakanmu walau aku tak mau

Reff1:
Berjuta warna pelangi di dalam hati
Sejenak luluh bergeming menjauh pergi
Tak ada lagi cahaya suci
Semua nada beranjak aku terdiam sepi

Reff2:
Dengarlah matahariku, suara tangisanku
Kubersedih karna panah cinta menusuk jantungku
Ucapkan matahariku puisi tentang hidupku
Tentangku yang tak mampu menaklukkan waktu

neurologist (first part)

well guys, that headache came to "visit" me again...oh, that's very sweet of them (headache in German is a plural noun, btw)
yeah, as the title speaks for itself, I finally decided to see a neurologist at NUH which costed me almost....damn it, let's just not talk about it...
To make things short and for the sake of what I will be bitching about in the next paragraph, the specialist only did some basic tests to me. He didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with me, so he only asked me to do an MRI the following day which would cost me a million fortune, as it turned out.

Aside from that, I don't have much to tell from this first appointment with the neurologist, except for this sickening scene at the pharmacy. *now I'm getting excited* So I was there waiting for my neurobion (now I know what's on it...b1 vit. mainly ^^), sitting unexpectedly behind 2 infamous singaporeans talking crap in, of course, singlish. They're so fluent that they'll even win the most-patriotic-singaporean-alive-on-earth trophy I guess *note the cynicism*. The male was not that bad actually, but the female companion was a real turn off. Things got worse when I noticed what she was doing: mpok-atik-ing her face.
Def.: 1. mpok-atik-ing: to emulate, impersonate, trying to be like mpok atik
2. mpok atik: an indonesian actress, around 55 years old, starred in Gerhana, etc.

OK, don't get me wrong, that wasn't intended to say that mpok atik is non-pretty a.k.a ugly, but the singlish version of mpok atik definitely is. Part of their conversation was moronly and accidentally captured on my brain that very afternoon:
F: my friend...wow...parents...rich....go doctor...always expensive
M: really a?
[Note: all the dots in the F part are used not because I forget the complete dialogue. For those of you who don't know what singlish is, that sentence should give you a rough idea how a complete sentence in singlish sounds. Btw, you should be really thankful for not knowing what Singlish is.]

So now, do you have any idea of how that scene ruined my entire queueing process (cf. ST3236 Stochatis Process 1)? I felt really disgusted guys, like really...
Well,I just knew that I had to move to another seat, still waiting for my queue number to be called. Just so you know, I waited for like 30 minutes just to get the neurobion. That's how sick it was.

laporan siang ini

Dengan beberapa pertimbangan, akhirnya hari ini saya memutuskan untuk mengeblog (what the....) dengan menggunakan bahasa Indonesia yang baik dan benar. Disclaimer: Anda tidak akan menemukan singkatan-singkatan dalam bentuk apapun pada postingan kali ini, setidaknya begitulah harapan saya.
Alasan pertama saya memutuskan untuk menulis dengan bahasa Indonesia adalah karena bahasa Indonesia saya sepertinya sudah agak berkarat (emas kali!!) setelah sekian lama tidak dipergunakan di negara berbahasa mayoritas Singlish ini. Alasan kedua adalah demi menjaga privasi blog saya agar manusia2 berbahasa Singlish tadi tidak mengerti isinya.
Tepat pukul 13.11 WSBM (Waktu Singapur Bagian Manapun). Seperti biasa, saya sedang duduk di hadapan komputer tanpa mengerjakan apa-apa. Bosan, seperti halnya yang saya rasakan hampir setiap hari sejak menginjakkan kaki untuk pertama kalinya di kantor ini. Hari ini seharusnya menjadi hari dimana supervisor saya kembali ke mejanya, setelah selama kurang lebih 2 minggu dia "bersenang-senang" keliling Amerika Serikat, alias amrik bagi mereka yang telinganya sudah sedikit merasa asing dengan istilah tersebut.
Demi menjaga kredibilitas saya di mata atasan (nyamuk.red), hari ini saya berusaha untuk datang lebih pagi dari kebiasaan saya selama 2 minggu terakhir yang hampir-hampir tidak pernah datang dibawah jam 9.30. Saya sampai kurang lebih jam 09.20, dan *yes*, saya adalah orang pertama yang ada di kantor pagi tadi. Setelah mendapati kenyataan bahwa atasan saya ternyata belum ada di kantor, perasaan menyesal datang "terlalu pagi" pun muncul di benak saya. Jika dia memang masuk kerja hari ini, tentunya dia sudah akan berada di kantor pada jam-jam demikian. Ya, seperti bisa saya duga begitu melihat kursinya yang masih kosong, dia ternyata sedang cuti hari ini. Demikianlah saya kembali, untuk kesekian kalinya, harus duduk di depan komputer ini selama satu hari tanpa ada sesuatu apapun yang bisa dikerjakan.

(nyerah pake bahasa Indo, this article is getting really weird....anyway inti yg perlu dirahasiain juga cuma sampe disitu....smape ketemu lagi di artikel berikutnya, yg most likely bakalan pake inggris lagi)

I've had enough

"Thx God it's getting better" is the first thing that came across my mind when I woke up this morning. Yeah, after days of pain, heavy sensation, giddiness, and all other stuffs people with headache may experience, I'm finally about to recover, hopefully. Up to this point, I still have no idea what might've caused it except for some obscure possibilities like taking shower at midnight (which I've been doing almost everyday for the past couple months), lacking of enough sleep (if you really consider 7h a day not sufficient) or working almost 10h a day in front of a 20' computer without any screen protector. Well, the list can keep on going, but I don't actually care much about it.
This "experience" has taught me a lesson, though. I realize that we sometimes don't appreciate our well being, taking it for granted. When we are completely in good shape, we always think that, well, everything is normal, as what it's supposed to be. We keep getting busy with our lives not having even a single second to thank God that we are, at least, still alive today. It was two days ago that my headache was so bad that I finally prayed to God, asking for His help. *I know someone will definitely laugh at me when he reads this=p*. Cliché, naive, stupid...I know how this might sound to most of you. But at least in this situation, God has awakened me from my spiritual catnap (I supposed) that I'm no longer on my road to perdition.
Well, idk if I would do the same thing again in the future, drowning in all my routines until I realize that they're actually not the most important things in my life. But when that comes, I believe He will again do whatever is necessary to draw me back, closer to Him. Isn't that something?!?
Anyway, I really hope that this headache won't ever come back. Once in a lifetime is certainly more than enough in helping me to understand how it feels to be a Mr. XXXXX. prior to exams haha.
My special credit goes to Andri for his free-consultation (yeah dude, it's really gr8 to have a soon-to-be-a-doctor mate) and Johni for his also-free Neuralgin. =)