this morning i feel great, even not the best one, but it is still a beautiful morning, i feel like the real human for this morning, escape from anything traped me before, even though there are still not few problems ahead, i think i can overcome everything if i take this morning as my base. you might not understand to what i’m saying or even get lost to trace what i try to convey through this words. but i think, the real conclusion from all above is “I’m happy this morning, and no remorse!”
as i have elected yesterday, i just do my obligation as a good citizen of Indonesia, eventhough the person whom i elected isn’t become a winner yet (according to quick count method and also if it is become reality that my choosen isn’t win now, this is the first time that my choosen doesn’t win the poll, as i always elect someone then he/she will be the winner of the poll) i’m still happy. i’m very grateful that the election running smooth (as far as i know) and nothing major problem happens. even some of the loser still refuse to admit the dominacy of one candidate, but that’s not a big deal, as the legitimate counting itself which is held by KPU still not over yet, and also still in a phase of beginning. this morning also, when i woke up from my very long hours of sleep ( i think i should reduce my sleep time if i don’t want to lose more time in my life) the sky was very clear, and the peak of Rinjani mountain was very visible from my home, it’s really a pitty that the electricity cable make it less beautiful, but, the climbing and hiking period itself is still not opened yet, because of the recent eruption of Barujari mountain recenty. i hope someday i can be on the summit in this brightly clear morning.
oke.. lets start the day.
ps : bad start cannot deteriorate the whole phases.
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this morning (but i write this in evening)
primoseto
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money oh money
primoseto
watching all the developing transfer of football player situation really makes me totally confuses, at least for a person who comes from a developing country like me, it is unbelievable for an entity to splash their cash until the amount of hundreds billions rupiah (if it’s converted into rupiah currency) just to make a contract to a single football player. the thing that makes me totally amazed is (still) how florentino perez spent the large amount of money to get the signature of 2 superstars of football world, cristiano ronaldo who is valued of 90 millions euro and kaka who is valued of 65 millions euro. how comes, in a bad economic situation like now, a man is just like not even think twice to spend the bulk of cash for doing such things. for me, a single billion rupiah is maybe an amount which is very high to me, regarding my position and my job now, maybe in my whole life i’ll never have that amount of money, the world must have been crazy.
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d3sp3r4t10N
primoseto
this morning, after a (not so) long time of my life journey, after been a while wake up in a full optimism feeling, this morning (once again) i feel desperate..
i’m growing tired for having such stupid-young-mother-neighbours..
sumpah mereka 100% gak punya otak…
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my first waiting time in excitement
primoseto
just preparing for a journey going home to jakarta my born-and-raised-up city, but this not for the merely fun sake, but there are some mission in, and as i’m coming to the airport of selaparang a bit earlier, so (luckly) i’m bringing my notebook, so i turn it on to play a game, read article, or even just writing just like i do now. but (once again, luckily) there’s a wireless internet connection, it’s new in selaparang airport mataram here. because the last time i departure from here to jakarta, it still was not there, but it’s a good progress for a not-so-big airport such as Selaparang airport is. and of course it’s a exciting way to wait for the departure time at 7 AM (WITA), coz i’m being able to surf anywhere in this world. so.. see you in Jakarta. wish me luck
saturday morning in Selaparang Airport
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wrote at 2 am last night
primoseto
recently, i realize that i get addicted in writing blog, especially in english, i think i have to give a credit to fatihsyuhud.com which really not only inspire me but also boost my spirit and passion to write again, both in english or bahasa indonesia. but, for now, posting some english essays seem more challanging to me, the lack of my capabilities in english is exactly add my willingness to fix it by writing some stories in english as many as possible, i hope if i do make mistakes in the way of writing (even i hold the Advanced Lia certificate, but since it’s been long time ago and never be applied in daily life so it seems futile so far, that’s why i strive to regain all those skills back by writing) there are people who kindly care to correct my faults. i’m writing this essay at 2 am, i just simply cannot sleep, because i have fallen a sleep at 7 pm to 10 pm just because of blackout of electricity did happen (a common thing in a small city like here), so i had nothing to do and being alone without anything to do in a dark room of course will make you sleepy, and that’s the story, the lullaby that on contrary makes me unsleepy at all, so i won’t waste the time waiting the sleepiness comes. i don’t have any issue of what exactly should i write here, and since i write this offline, so i’ll upload this story in the morning i wake up from my dreams. while writing, i am accompanied by the OST of The Pianist album, it consist of all pure instrumental music which is played dominantly by piano, all is good and instrumental music is suitable to befriend us when we’re doing some task, because the strain of this melody doesn’t make us to follow singing along it, a quite different thing if we listen to pop music, which make us sing along the play of the music, that’s just will split our concentration that should we give 100% to the task itself. the Pianist’s OST majorly consist the Chopin’s (Frederick) masterpieces, from this album i single out Nocturne in C-sharp minor as my favorit and ballade no.1 in g minor as well.
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How to Learn Spanish..
primoseto
Capek juga (belajar) nulis pake Bahasa Inggris, mungkin sekarang saatnya break dulu.
Saya mau cerita dan berbagi, tenang keinginan saya untuk menguasai satu bahasa lagi sebagai bahasa ke-3 saya, setelah Bahasa Indonesia dan Bahasa Inggris (walaupun belum 100% fasih), tadinya terpikir dengan otak matematis saya untuk menjatuhkan pilihan pada bahasa mandarin, dan saya sudah memulainya beberapa saat, namun sekali lagi, saya terbentur banyak dalam proses pembelajaran ini, dari mulai hambatan terbesarnya yaitu huruf, yang benar-benar sangat menyita tenaga dalam proses pembelajarannya, hehe, kemudian dalam hal software, kok bisa software?, maksud software disini ada peranti yang bisa membantu saya menulis huruf mandarin yang mana laptop saya tidak memiliki piranti lunak tersebut, mau mencarinya, kembali terbentur penyakit lama. MALAS. hehe akhirnya saya beralih ke Bahasa Spanyol. Disini bukan berarti saya menemukan pembelajaran bahasa ini jauh lebih mudah dalam segi materi, namun yang terpenting adalah, hambatan “huruf” yang saya temukan dalam bahasa mandarin tadi terhapuskan dalam bahasa spanyol karena memang menggunakan huruf latin, walaupun ada sedikit penyesuaian, kedua, di Internet, ada lebih banyak situs-situs gratis yang menyediakan pembelajaran bahasa spanyol secara lengkap, dan yang menjadi favorit saya adalah :
http://www.123teachme.com/learn_spanish dan http://www.studyspanish.com
awal yang harus dilakukan (idealnya) pengenalan alphabetikal espanola yang memerlukan beberapa adaptasi pengucapan yang sebelumnya tidak terdapat dalam bahasa indonesia maupun bahasa inggris.
dan bagusnya bahasa spanyol ini, adalah media praktikumnya lebih banyak tersedia (sejauh pengamatan saya pribadi) dibanding bahasa lain (selain bahasa indonesia dan inggris pastinya), dalam hal ini saya menggunakan salah satu media populer di internet untuk memfasilitasi hal ini, yaitu (gak lain dan gak bukan) http://www.facebook.com , saya menemukan bahasa orang-orang berbahasa spanyol (tidak mesti orang berkebangsaan spanyol) lebih “autis” dalam berfacebook ria dibanding yang berbahasa perancis, atau lainnya. dan yang terpenting, mereka lebih terbuka, sejauh ini kawan-kawan dari daerah karibia dan amerika selatan selalu bersedia membantu untuk dijadikan “partner” pembelajaran berbahasa spanyol. tapi sisi minusnya, keseringan saya harus “ngalong” alias online tengah malam untuk mendapati mereka online, maklumlah mereka ada di balik sisi bumi kita yang dalam kata lain mereka tepat 12 jam dibelakang kita.
sejauh ini, hal ini berjalan baik dan pembelajarannya berlangsung cepat, walaupun tetap dengan kekurangan disana-sini, karena otodidak, oleh karena itu kursus resmi tetap menjadi pilihan terbaik dalam pembelajaran bahasa asing. tapi untuk mereka yang malas dan tongpes seperti saya ini, mungkin, cara diatas adalah alternatif terbaik yang “better than nothing”, lumayanlah, sejauh ini sudah bisa ber “buenos diaz” atau “mucho tiempo sin verte”.
banyak jalan menuju roma
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(and the battle.. begin) Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono-Budiono vs Jusuf Kalla-Wiranto vs Megawati Soekarno Putri-Prabowo Subianto.
primoseto
Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono-Budiono vs Jusuf Kalla-Wiranto vs Megawati Soekarno Putri-Prabowo Subianto.
Jusuf Kalla maybe the fastest in announcing who will be his companion as vice president (Wiranto), who will be accompany him toward the upcoming indonesia general election for president, he, who publicly known for his famous motto “faster is better”, may be the fastest in real world, in other side. Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono, make a faster movement in “.com world”, as he has had a web site, which is focuses to help him winning for the election before he announce the name of the vice president, later we know he is Budiono for vice president, and you can see how the website is in http://www.sbypresidenku.com. for the other candidate, megawati and prabowo, seems to be the latest in the movement progress, but this is only my opinion so far in the race of presidential election, by no mean that i’m deliberately support one of those candidates, i have certain choice, but i will keep it secretly, and let this blog as a neutral media to convey my free opinion without pros or cons on one’s side.
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cellphone rings in middle of a solemn pray
primoseto
I am writing this post, just right after coming back from mosque doing friday pray (shalat jum’at) which is a compulsory pray for gents moslem. one thing that makes me want to write this soon (just after coming home) is “why still people bring their cellphone when praying in mosque” or at least if you have no choice but bring it, just “turn it off just for a while”, c’mon man.. i can’t take any “forget” reason, it’s all back to one’s willing. back to my story, i came late to the pray itself, i didn’t get the preach session which is held before doing shalat (pray). after i’m running from home to catch one of this moslem’s obligation to God (even i regard myself yet being a good moslem, hope someday i’ll be. amin), i arrived at mosque when everyone has stood up ready to start shalat, so as the latest, i got place in back row. sholat jumat, is held in 2 rakaat (cycle of moving order) everything ran well at the first one, but when it came to to the second rakaat, a little tiny thing ruined my concentration (i’m sure the others were so), someone’s cellphone rang, and played an obsecure music, i didnt know what the title and even whose song was that, but what the problem is, it really a great disturbance for the pray itself, i think, if i were the owner of that cellphone, i will break my pray, in order to save the others pray, (because any motion but the shalat move order is prohibited and caused the shalat / pray is broken so it has to started from beginning), and turn the thing off. yes, my pray will be broken, and i have to start from the beginning, but we must not be a selfish person, as sholat berjamaah (doing pray together as inthis friday pray) is teach us for togetherness, and think about the others not just about oneself. and i’ll take this as my concequence for my fault. but the story ran in different line, the owner is really kinda selfish person, heavyweight champion of selfisness indeed, he didn’t do anything, but keep on praying while his cellphone keep playing that ridiculous song which really break the solemness of pray itself, the music strained for the rest of session. i have nothing to do but burried my disappointed in deepest of my heart while tried hard to keep concentration at my pray. and i think, i wasn’t the only one who felt disturbed by the cellphone. yes, my prediction was right, i didn’t need to complaint or angry to the owner, the others did it, after the pray is over, many people stared upsetly and disappointly to that man, but they keep their behaviour because it was still in the mosque, so they must not did some restricted or unwell mannered things, (so is when not in mosque actually), and the cellphone man, he wasnot saying anything, i really hope he would take his fault as a man, admit it, and apologize to peers. but he just went just like a thief, oh my god, what happen to that guy.. please if you are a man, just behave like a man..and the moral point of this story is, don’t you ever think to bring your cellphone to the mosque.
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hey dude just remember "based on it's function"
primoseto
\everything must be based on the function, my parents said that often, it should be put in the front of any reason else. take an example of the goods we bought, people, include me, always buy something not for this function, they look for the fashion or style first, if one thing is seems to be sophisticated in fashion, no matter how expensive it is, people tend to buy it, they want to be looked as an sophisticated person by bought an sophisticated item. i even do this sometimes, how can i fall again and again in this ridiculous phenomena. it’s not a new sickness, it’s (maybe) a immortal one, yes, it happens again and again, yet instead people get their conciousness back, they got addicted more and more, once again, include me, i wonder how can i stop this disease, i want to buy a thing that i really need to, that i will use it. not the one that only to “boost” my pride among others. so i can save more money for the future and use it for the more useful purpose.
anyhow. life goes on, everything is already happen, but for the future, i will insist myself for not falling at the same hole again.
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oh my..
primoseto
14 days to go, there’s no choice but force myself to do harder than before, i feel bit nervous, what if i fail? but i should no care about that, which just deteriorating the preparation, instead, just take it as a man, if you ready to win, just prepare to lose, even in a lost, there’s some lesson to be taken which is not available in victory. no need to moan, sigh, or regret if we’ve already done the best we could.
for your information, the situation surrounding the preparation is bit unclear, as there’s still no definite feedback from the exam’s commitee whether all my (requirement) documents, i sent it before, are already approved or not, or even it didn’t arrive to the address written on the envelope just because a silly mistakes from post officer which simply ruin all my hope this year, but i think that’s just unnecessary fear that i’ve made myself without any valid reason. so i’ve to throw that away.
and i need to find an “escape” to distract all my attention to the worries itself, i think writing is one of the “escape”. in english additonally to add the challanges in writing it self, so my concentration will fully absorbed in this activity that (hope) can ease my mind during the prep time.
primoseto 7:30 pm on May 15, 2009 Permalink |
once again, no ridiculous tendency here..
Arliahan 9:58 am on June 29, 2009 Permalink |
very quick indeed, this Kalla. Ask the people of Bantul, Yogyakarta how quick Yusuf Kalla responded the victims of the earthquake, promised them 50 million rups for each house to reno, which-of course- did not come true. Some got 15 million rups, many did not get anything, but the quick promise, of course. No hard feeling, just a fact.