Sunday, July 04, 2010

Baby, tweet my life away!

Hey there, long time no blogging. I've been busy twittering lately that I no longer hv a clue what to blog. You knooow, that site where u can read other's status updates and see what they're currently doing in real life.
Sounds like stalking, I know.
But do u know what sucks? Joining this site and u still don't know what ur friends r doing.

Like right now, Siska is out in the sun living the vacation by traveling Java. She told me how Lumpur Lapindo looks like, how drunkers and fags go out at night, or how she got a tan by going out.
Adventure. Pretty exciting huh? Yet, she never tweet any of it cause she didn't make one.

Me?
All I really do since I woke this morning is having Takoyaki and Sushi for breakfast!

..And those are the kinda stuff that I tweeted.
Amusing? Are u kidding me? Well honestly it IS amusing to mee since I'm into Japanese foods. But I don't think it's necessary (did I spelled it right?)

You know, me and Riyan used to talk about this tweet-addict thing, and we used to call people with those syndrom as "tweetwhores".
(No offense yall, if I'm not mistaken, we got that name from NigaHiga, and he himself is a tweetwhore.) Yeaah we use to laugh off stuffs like that, and hey Riyan, I think I've become a tweetwhore recently.

But hey, don't blame me. When you really don't have someone to share the 'interesting' thing, where else would you go? Esp in this loooong after graduate vacation.

Anyway I gotta go now peeps, I reeaaally need to get a life. I mean really, having a Blackberry does absord you're whole life, but Imma enjoy it while I can.

Ciao!
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Monday, June 21, 2010

Indonesia : Kapan kami Juara Dunia?

Selesai menonton bola -dengan result Portugal menang 7-0 dari Korea Utara- aku dan Papa langsung masuk kamar buat liat2 channel tipi yang lain. Waktu lagi asik nyari2, tiba2 hape papa bunyi. Kuliat siapa yang memanggil, eh ternyata Papa Denan, kembarannya. Di telpon Papa Denan kasih satu cerita ke Papa..

Satu hari seorang dari Korea Selatan, Korea Utara, Jepang dan Indonesia pergi mendatangi malaikat. Berempat mereka mempertanyakan fortune mereka dalam World Cup.

Korea Utara : "Kapan kami juara dunia?"
Malaikat : "20 tahun lagi"

Jepang : "Kapan kami juara dunia?"
Malaikat : "21 tahun lagi"

Korea Selatan : "Kapan kami juara dunia?"
Malaikat : "15 tahun lagi"

Lalu majulah orang Indonesia, mengajukan pertanyaan yang sama dengan yang lain :
"Kalau kami kapan, Malaikat?"
Malaikat menatap wajah orang Indonesia dengan seksama. Lalu berbalik pergi sambil menangis..

Papa : Kuno lo (ceritanya)!

-,-

Thursday, June 10, 2010

I want a Role Model toooo..

Syebel deh.

Barusan waktu lagi asik (baca : nyari cara buat dilet recent post dan liat-liat foto orang) Facebook-an aku didatangin sama Siska lewat chat box. Awalnya dia komentari Profile Picture yg baru ku-upload. Sampai tiba-tiba dia ngasih tau aku kalo dia punya "role model" baru namanya Chanel Iman.


Cewek campuran Africa - Korea. Berkulit sawo dan kurus. Mirip sama postur tubuh si Siska. So I scroll to some of Chanel's photos and thought, "Wuih, enak juga ya punya role model. Jadi bisa contek-contek model bajunya..." And that's when I wanted to have one.
You see I'm not too good at mix and matching. And I know that those kinda skill would be handy karena bisa menghemat pengeluaran (jadinya ga perlu beli baju baru mulu supaya pas sama jins ini ato jaket itu. You know what I mean lah.)

But what the heck?

Aku sama skali ga tau apa nama bentuk badanku.

Skinny?

Hell No.

Plus Size?




You know I ain't that big (though being a Jedi is kinda kewl)

Aku berusaha keras mencari kata yang tepat untuk bentuk tubuh ku. Montok? Blekh. But I googled it anyway. Tapi yang kutemukan sesuai dugaan : Some NSFW articles. You get the whole idea.

Ketidaksanggupan menemukan ini membuatku merenung dengan sedih. Kenapa ga ada model yang bentuk badannya kayak aku? (kayak penting kali lah aku nih ya. Tapi ini memang patut dipertimbangkan!) I mean this IS what common people looks like. Why can't a Pear shaped body persona like me dress like the skinny modelly ones?

But anyway, I'll just keep looking.

Wish me luck, amigos.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

The Man of My Dreams


Prof. W.A.F.J Tumbelaka
(24 April 1920 - Present)
My dearest Grandfather


Barusan aku search nama Opa di Google. Ga nyangka banyak banget site yang nongol isinya tentang Opa semua. Aku ketemu Profil nya di Tempo, trus ada juga buku-buku yang ditulisnya masuk Australia National Library. I can see it clearly that he is a very dedicated doctor.


Opa adalah seorang guru besar kedokteran, belajar di Amsterdam (1955), Kanada (1962), Sri Lanka (1975), dekan FKUI (1970-77), Presiden ASEAN Pedriatic Federation, dan Ketua Majelis Kehormatan Etik Kedokteran IDI (1981). He was a role model dan terdaftar sebagai salah satu Pahlawan Sulawesi Utara di bidang Pendidikan. That's how good he was.



A picture of him I found at the internet


Tapi sewaktu kecil aku ga pernah melihatnya lebih dari seorang Opa yang baik, lembut.. and a very gentleman. I remember walking into the dining room one night. Dopey, anjing Opa & Oma, datang trus langsung loncatin aku! Back then I was still scared of big dogs, apalagi anjing-anjing di rumah Opa-Oma suka gong2 smua. Then Opa dengan tegas berseru ke Dopey "Dopey! Turun!" and he would talk to Dopey as if he understood him. He told Dopey that he might scare me. Dan Dopey langsung menunduk seakan menyesal.
"Wanda kaget ya?"
Aku mengangguk.
"Dopey ga maksud apa-apa kok. Dia loncat karena dia sayang pa Wanda."
And when I heard his voice, a warmth feeling occurs him. There's something in the way he talks.. That gives me comfort.

Tiap malam, aku seringkali terbangun karena mendengar suara anak-anak di ruang praktek Opa. Padahal udah lewat tengah malam, tapi Opa tetap aja buka praktek. It's like a 24/7 clinic. He wouldn't close it until there were no patients left. Biaya pengobatan pun murah meriah. Kalau misalnya pasiennya itu ga bawa duit, he would give it up for free. But I'm sure a nice patient would come the next day to pay him right? No one would ever have the heart to do such a mean thing to my dearest Opa!

In fact, I am one of his patient! Opa kan dokter anak, so it really does come in handy. Satu kali dada kiri ku serasa sakit sekali. Back then I was still a little girl, I didn't have what people refer to as boobs these days. Aku pasti selalu ngadu ke Mama kalau sakit, and Mom will tell me to go to Opa. So he checked me and then he said to me, "Ini baru mau tumbuh Wanda. Hati-hati aja kalau jalan. Jangan sampe ketabrak barang-barang ya."
Sayangnya, karena aku masih kecil, aku belum terbiasa hati-hati. Sepanjang hari yang kurasakan tabrakan. Ntah dari pintu, meja, lemari.. semua benda keras menghantamku. O how cruel.

I love the way he talked. So warm and gentle. Tapi ga cuma Opa, aku juga senang kalau bicara soal Oma. I guess the best thing about having grandparents is that they will always tell you stories about their life, and they would always give the best advice.

And guess what? 4 hari lagi Opa genap 90 tahun. Tanggal 29 ini aku berangkat ke Jakarta buat ikut merayakan ultahnya dan ultah Eyang Uti juga.

Right now, Opa is living in my aunt's house. While Oma passed away years ago. It was a very sorrowful day for the whole Tumbelaka and Mononoetoe fam.

And although it's almost impossible, seeing his condition this day, aku berharap aku masih sempat mengambil waktu berdua dengan Opa. Just the two of us. Cause I really wanna tell him my stories. They say the elders need company. and that's all I can really offer.

I hope someday.

Please grant me that day, Lord.