my new domain is :::::

http://dwikaputra.net

*but it is still under construction, so nothing’s there

why i change AGAIN to dwikaputra.net instead of .com? because i think my website will be more NETWORKING rather than COMMERCIAL. If i am not wrong, com stands for COMMERCIAL and net stands for NETWORK. Yeah, that’s it.

Check out for new updates guys

a little peek :
- it’s about something fun
- it’s about something everyone wants
- it’s about something that make everyone healthier or heavier
- it’s about something that makes people smell delicious

who i need :
- people who loves to code
- people who loves to code WITHOUT being paid
- people who can discuss thing without being pressured or giving pressure
- people who can code (Java, C++, PHP, Python, whatever)
- people with a strong passion and perseverance

Contact me, right now. I don’t know how long this desire will last…

Have you ever heard about this joke :
“rules no 1 : the boss is always right. rules no 2 : if the boss is wrong, look at rules no 1″

Yeah i know that’s old fashioned. I just got a real experience about thing similar to these. And it is a bad experience, indeed. That’s why, i decided to make a new set of regulations in the workplace. And of course, since i am the creator, don’t expect a good and serious thing.
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Rule no 1 : Boss’ words are LAW
That means, you don’t need to know the reason behind the law. If he said “you blink your eye, you got fired”, then so be it. You don’t need to know the reason, or more precisely, YOU CAN’T KNOW THE REASON. haha. Who knows maybe the reason is very sentimental (like he lost his dog because he blinked for a duration of 5 minutes) or very “logical” (like he think if you blink once in 5 seconds, that means you lost one fifth of your worktime for blinking). Who knows? Just God and the boss himself.

Rule no 2 : Boss’ deeds are ALWAYS GOOD
That means, if he did something you did before (and he said it is wrong), it becomes right. BUT, remember one thing, it becomes wrong again as soon as the boss stopped doing it. It is called a “temporary rightness”. Only the boss can put it and take it away. Simple.

Rule no 3 : Boss can suffer from amnesia WITHOUT PROPER WARNING
So, if he said “do that”, that doesn’t means you had avoided being scolded by doing it, because he can say several seconds later “who tells you to do that?” without feeling even a flash of guilt. Other case, he can said “i never recall seeing you doing good” when he is angry, but he forgot that it is our first error for the first 3 hours.

Rule no 4 : A boss is a boss ALL THE TIME
Even though you are in the “joking circumstance”, he is still the boss, so he can repeat rules 1-3 all the times he feels like he want to. You can never lay back and joke freely with him, with NO exception.

Rule no 5 : Boss can add any rules at ANY TIME, and everyone must abide to this rule

Last rule : there is NO LAST RULE! see rule no 5.
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Okay, i know that sounds stupid, but that’s what i experienced thought.  I don’t say all the bosses out there have rules like this, but these rules are applied by my boss most of the bosses, i guess…. .

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*every single thing in this post in common with real life is merely a coincidence, and made without any intention to offense anyone :p*

Okay, exam period will be coming soon.  For me, it’s 112 more hours from now.  I am going to face my first exam on June 17th, hope i can succeed.  
My tips on facing exams :

1.  SLEEPING ACTIVITY
+  DO : before the exam
?  Why:  Because it will help your brain think clearer and faster.  It needs rest as well.  I know a lot of people think that last minute is the best way (so do i :p), but trust me it isn’t
-  DON’T : DURING the exam
?  Why:  Obvious.  Don’t care how much you learned, you MUST stay awake in order to do the exam.  A Postgraduate Doctoral Theses in mind is NOTHING compared to a scribble drawn by a 5-years-old kid.

2.  DIETARY ACTIVITY
+  DO : eat some carbohydrates and ” quick-energy” food, especially BREAKFAST
?  Why:  Because breakfast is the most important.  According to this, brain had 20% of energy consumption all across the body.  And thinking takes nutrition.  A bowl of cereal or porridge and fruit juice is enough to make you “fired up”
-  DON’T : eat some “heavy” food or rotten food
?  Why : Isn’t  it very obvious?  Eating heavy food will put a burden in your digestive system.  How can you digest a ton (1000 kgs) of beef?  Don’t.  Simply don’t.  And rotten food?  Ask yourself.

3.  READING
+  DO : stop “scanning” or trying to read every single ink dot in the book for about two hours before the exam.  
?   Why :  Give your eyes and brain a good rest.  15 minutes- 30 minutes before the exam begin, try to skim the book, and recall as much as you can without hurting your precious brain
-  DON’T : stop scanning weeks before the exam, or didn’t start at all.  Also in the middle of a closed-book exam.
?  Why : What would you learn for not reading?  Trust me that reading takes effort, but pays back in time :p.  And about the second one, simple, you will be dragged out of the class IMMEDIATELY.  

4.  RECREATION
+  DO : take a quick break in the middle of your study session, and listen to some music or watch TV for 30-60 minutes for every 2-4 hours.  
?  Why : Told you, brain needs rest.  don’t push yourself too hard, we won’t be able to use a worn out batteries, will we?
+  DON’T : take a long break in the middle of your study session
?  Why : well, everything will be bad if done for too much.  8 Hours of playing Wii or going to the pub all night long is too much for a break.  Taking a sudden holiday to Alaska for 3 months will save you from the exam, but not the FAIL mark on your scorecard.  :)

5.  SPORT 
+  DO : jog or do some aerobic movements for a couple of minutes everyday
?  Why : it increases the blood flow in your body, and so increasing your body immunity as well.  We want to be fit for the exam, right?
-  DON’T : do nothing at home, or do extreme sports
?  Why : doing nothing will only make you lazy *like me*, and doing extreme sports could be dangerous.  Well, you could be an expert, but don’t you think climbing the Statue of Liberty is too much to ask for?  And, don’t try with Eiffel Tower as well.  Please.  

Okay guys, that’s what i have for exam tips.  I’ve practiced it for some years already, and they never fail me.  I hope that works for you too!  Please post a comment if you had done this exercise, show us how it goes!  Thx!

The wind blows to the west, so smell you next post!  :D

I am not trying to be a racist.  I had to say that first, because some part of my post will talk about some specific races, and it is POSSIBLE that some of you will find it offensive, but now you know I DON’T MEAN IT, it is simply what i think about them.  :D

Okay, talk about names.  What is your first respond if you find a man from India named *let’s say some common English name* Albert?  ”Is that your real name?” and “What is your real Hindi name?” are two common responds.  At least that’s what i managed to observe the past few weeks.  One of my friend, from India, has the name “Justin”, which is very “English”.  And i asked him “what is your real name?”.  And he replied “that’s my real name”, and then he said “Gosh, why don’t people trust me that it is my real name?  It’s irritating!”.  I felt sorry for doing so, but that’s the truth.  I don’t know how deep globalization has effected some trivial things such as names, but i think it is already in the level to make people “think English name sounds cool”.

Same thing applied to Indonesian, right?  Back at 70s (even though i was still not born, but my “older colleagues” told me so), English names in Indonesia seemed like something weird.  Seeing the names Joko and Mulyoto seems very normal.  Nowadays, person with such names maybe will be called “old-fashioned names”, and the names such as “Kevin”, “Leon”, or “Martin” sounds normal.  I don’t know what happened to those “nationalism” we used to boast about.  :D.  Anyway, my self, named DWIKA.  I loved my name, since it seemed……GENUINE.  I always boasted to my friends about “you will only find my name if you search it in Facebook”, but yesterday i tried to search it once more, and i found 3-4 people with the same name -_-a .  But still, i have to “change” my name here in Melbourne, into D (Yeah, pronounced DEE), to make it easier to read and pronounce.

Okay, now about FACES.  People are born with faces, whether they like or dislike it.  We put the plastic surgery aside, okay? :p.  People can do nothing about their faces, since it was granted upon birth.  And i never even once in my whole life, regret why do i have a face like this.  I don’t want to say it’s good, but at least i don’t find anything to be ashamed of.  I have two eyes, one nose with two nostrils, one mouth with two lips, and all my teeth are perfectly fitted (except for the fact that one of my front teeth is fake :p).  But lately, i got some problem with my face.   No, it doesn’t spray hot lava or anything, and it is still the same of what it is years ago (except it got fatter ).  But, some people (friends, colleagues, whoever) seems to mistook me for someone else.  

“he looked like G*****, don’t you think?” — a friend in Melbourne, today.  
“are you Chinese?  You look like Chinese” — a hairdresser, yesterday
“encik dari Malay belah mane?” — a stranger i met at a class, days ago
“you looked like S****” — my mom

Okay, i admit it.  I am a Chinese Malaysian, that is an unowned kid from G*****’s father and S****’s mother.  HAHAHA.  Of course not.  I am Indonesian, with Chinese blood flows inside me, and my older brother is not G nor S, his name is Eka, and he doesn’t look like either of G or S.  Prototyping seemed to be in trend nowadays.  -_-a.  Once when i was doing my assignment, a Chinese guy asked me some questions in Chinese.  Then, after he finally understood that my face showed an irregular amount of “i don’t understand”, he asked me “you are not a chinese? sorry then”.  Jerk.  Haha…

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The post above is just made for fun and sharing, offensive comments and responds will be deleted thoroughly without hesitation

You keep our dreams locked down inside
Choking on a lifetime of never take a chance
Wake up one day wishin you tried

It ain’t about the money, it ain’t about the time
It ain’t about the love you lost or the things you think you left behind
It ain’t about your losing streak, makes you feel like you’re falling apart
What matters is the heart

Let’s forget about the notion that we’re not the same
My blood runs as red as yours
We all get angry, we’ve all been scared
We’ve all made big mistakes that can never be repaired

It ain’t about the money, it ain’t about the time
It ain’t about the love you lost or the things you think you left behind
It ain’t about your losing streak, makes you feel like you’re falling apart
What matters is the heart

Look me in the eye and take my hand
We can make a difference
We can make a difference I know we can

You forgot about the passion living day to day
You keep our dreams locked down inside
Choking on a lifetime of never take a chance
Wake up one day wishin you tried

It ain’t about the money, it ain’t about the time
It ain’t about the love you lost or the things you think you left behind
It ain’t about your losing streak, makes you feel like you’re falling apart
What matters is the heart

It ain’t about the money, it ain’t about the time
It ain’t about the love you lost or the things you think you left behind
It ain’t about your losing streak, makes you feel like you’re falling apart
What matters, what really matters
Is the heart
–
Edwin McCain – What Matters

Lirik lagu lagi???  Yeah.  Kenapa?  Karena entah kenapa gw beberapa hari ini ngerasa BOSEN dan JENUH banget.  Padahal kalo diliat dari post-post gw sebelum ini, kayaknya gw nulis post itu dengan keadaan hati yang sedang senang, tapi gw sadar kalo… Gw bosen.  Gw ngerasa bosen dengan rutinitas gw, meskipun sebenernya banyak “refreshment” yang gw ambil.  Gw ngerasa bosen dengan kesendirian gw di malem hari dan hanya bisa sedikit gw obatin dengan chatting atau maen facebook.  Gw ngerasa… Jenuh.  Dan lagu ini entah kenapa nongol berkali-kali di playlist iTunes gw yang jelas-jelas gw shuffle.  Mungkin gw mau diingatkan? 

Did you forget about the passion living day to day
You keep our dreams locked down inside
Choking on a lifetime of never take a chance
Wake up one day wishin you tried

Yeah, that really sounds like me.  Gw lupa dengan gairah gw untuk jalanin hidup setiap hari dan berharap mendapat sesuatu yang bisa mengubah hidup gw.  Gw sekarang ngerasa hambar dan cuma ngejalanin hidup as is.  Gw juga baru ngerasa kalo gw skip berbagai kesempatan, dan mungkin suatu hari nanti gw bakalan nyesel (untungnya bukan sekarang) kalo gw ga ambil kesempatan itu (contoh paling gampang, ga jadi nonton F1 :p).

It ain’t about the money, it ain’t about the time
It ain’t about the love you lost or the things you think you left behind
It ain’t about your losing streak, makes you feel like you’re falling apart
What matters is the heart

Yeah, terkadang hidup itu ga cuma duit, ataupun waktu.  Gw bisa dapet duit dengan kerja sambilan misalnya, dan gw bisa dapet waktu lebih banyak dengan mengorbankan tidur gw.  Hidup itu juga ga cuma tentang cinta, ataupun hal-hal yang gw rasa terlewatkan, karena cinta maupun “hal yang terlewatkan” masih bisa dicari as time flows by.  Bukan juga cuma tentang penyesalan atas kekalahan yang berkali-kali.  Kekalahan dalam kompetisi, kekalahan dalam permainan, atau bahkan kekalahan terhadap diri sendiri.  Hal-hal itu bisa bikin kita ngerasa jatoh, tapi kita masih bisa bangkit.  Baris terakhir adalah jawaban dan inti dari semuanya.  WHAT MATTERS IS THE HEART.

Untuk semua keberhasilan , kita bisa bangga kalau HATI kita merasa banggaUntuk semua kegagalan, kita masih bisa bangkit kalau HATI kita cukup kuat untuk direkatkan kembali bahkan setelah hancur berkeping-kepingUntuk semua hal yang terlewatkan, kita masih bisa mencari kalau HATI kita masih cukup murni untuk menggali memori yang terlewat dan memastikan ke mana kita harus pergiDan untuk semua kejenuhan,
kita masih bisa bertahan, kalau saja HATI kita selalu bisa mengambil hal baik dari setiap kejadian,
kita masih bisa bertahan, kalau saja HATI kita selalu bisa mengingatkan pikiran kita, bahwa ada orang-orang yang menyayangi kita dan berharap kita melewati hari-hari kita dengan baik
kita masih bisa bertahan, kalau HATI kita…. MAU.

It doesn’t matter about how hard you tried, but what matters is how you really want it.

(P.S : maap kalo postingan ini agak tidak jelas, lagi agak melankolis-cah-buncis nih… )
See you next post.

So, gw mulai ngerjain 3 tugas itu secara intensif dari tanggal 11 Mei 2009 (9 hari yang lalu), dan SETIAP MALAM gw habiskan di lab, including langsung ke lab setelah pulang kerja.  And that su*ks my life energy quite well, because i end up in being a lifeless zombie.  My schedule just consists classes, assignments, and training (even tho basketball and frisbee training is included :p).   I really mean it, sleeping is not in the schedule.  Gw tidur cuma seperlunya aja, kalo misalnya pas ngerjain tiba2 ketiduran gitu misalnya (gw 2-3 kali tidur di lab).  

Okay, stop that f**king assignment talk, i want to talk about the other thing.  GW KERJA.  Gw kerja di Nando’s, sebagai Flattop Griller.  Itu ngapain?  Manggang daging buat burger dan wrap.  Bau asap… .  Gaji?  Lumayan lah kalo dibanding gaji asdos gw di UPH (15rb perjam, bandingkan dengan Nando’s yang 120rb per jam :p).  Dapet makan gratis pula kalo misalnya shift gw >= 5 jam.  Lumayan lah.   Dapet baju (bertuliskan “drooling is not a sign of weakness”), topi (bergambar ayam banyak sekali), dan apron (bertuliskan “Nando’s”), sik asik asik… hoho…

Then, GW MASUK TIM LA TROBE.  Gw resmi terpilih sebagai salah satu anggota tim La Trobe University Ultimate Frisbee Club, yang akan mewakili La Trobe di kejuaraan Southern University Games! .  Senang juga, karena ga nyangka sama sekali (soalnya maennya full lari-lari gitu, padahal gw ga bisa lari ;p).  The BAD part is, i have to pay 193$ for the registration and whatsoever, and that means COST!!! T_T.   Moga-moga bisa kerja lebih banyak minggu ini (padahal dikasih cuma 5,5 jam sama bos gw… mati aja… T_T)

Oh iya, some random funny things i experienced in my “hiatus” :
-  Salah satu temen gw di tempat kerja, namanya Doko, orang Mongol, ternyata bisa sedikit bahasa indo.  SEDIKIT di sini benar2 berarti SEDIKIT.   Dia tau 3 kalimat : “Apa kabar?”, “Aku cinta kamu”, dan (maaf) “Pe**r gendut”.  Gw hanya speechless waktu dia ngomong kata2 yang terakhir itu.  Siapa pun orang yang telah meracuni dia, tolong sadari bahwa pengaruh yang ada sangatlah buruk, karena dia ngomong itu ke temen2 kerja gw yang laen, dan they think that’s funny… gosh…
-  Yoga bilang gw beberapa minggu belakangan ini kayak untung angsa, dapet banyak hoki.  kalo dipikir-pikir bener juga, soalnya gw kemaren nemu tiket 2X10 seharga 20 dolar, dan gw nemu duit lima dolar di jalan.  Huahaha… Hoki… :p
-  Gw ikut makan-makan gratis sama Mr. Murli, yang kembali berhasil membuat gw SANGAT KENYANG! .  After the lunch, instead of going to the class, i went hanging around the library, doing nothing.  Dan tiba-tiba out of nowhere, keluarlah seekor wanita yang nawarin gw buat maen paintball, tapi harus jadi VIP member.  Ga deh thanks

That’s the only thing i can update now, because my whole agenda only consists of REST, REST, REST, and REST!!

Yang pasti, gw bukan sibuk bikin assignment (as how the other exchange students do.. what a bad student i am), dan juga bukan sibuk belajar.  Gw sibuk mengumpulkan kembali serpihan-serpuhan semangat belajar gw yang ketinggalan di berbagai tempat.   

So, untuk beberapa hari ini (atau mungkin beberapa belas hari ini), gw akan jarang BANGET (atau tidak sama sekali) blogging.  Wish me luck for everything guys…

Sedikit update aja, gw menikmati makan-makan gratis beberapa kali, termasuk makan-makan di Chappeli’s (yang dibayarin pak Isvet) dan di Sofia (yang 9 dolar tapi kenyang dan enaknya ga kira-kira), tapi gw skip AGM (Annual General Meeting) KILaT yang menelurkan seorang ketua baru, yakni Sdr Dimas (yang gw temui pertama kali di pesawat terbang secara tidak sengaja.  Congratulations Dimas!  

Gw juga ikut jualan bersama Mudika Melbourne di Camberwell Market yang agak mirip La Trobe Sunday Market, dan itu sangat seru sekali.  GW akan cerita lebih panjang laen kali, tapi gw dapet sebuah tas Rip Curl keren dan sebuah jaket winter yang keren seharga 5 dolar each.  Luar biasa.  

Sekarang, gw akan ngomong hal yang sedikit melankolik, which is gw denger sebuah lagu di Pokemon seri 275, waktu Ash, Misty, and Brock part ways..  Here is the lyric (as much as i can listen to)

goodbye

funny how it’s such a hard thing to say

it’s time to let go but never thought i’d feel this way

promise not to be sad, but we all know i’m lying

gotta fight back all the tears,can’t let you see me crying

you were more than my best friends

what makes me miss the most of all

in our final curtain call

is knowing that i won’t see you again

Wow.  Gw hampir nangis, entah kenapa.  Haha…  Mungkin karena gw sadar keadaan gw yang bakalan part ways dengan semua orang yang gw kenal di Melbourne ini, karena gimanapun gw musti balik ke Indo.  Dasar cengeng.. haha

Nyoba makan di Pancake at The Rocks, yang ternyata dibayarin sama mbak Dewi.  Thanks heaps mbak! .  Abis itu, ke Darling Harbor, dan foto2 di sana sampe puas.  Jalan kaki sih ke sananya… hehe… liat-liat Pitt Mall dulu, yang sebenernya adalah jalan sepanjang satu blok yang ditutup kedua sisinya dan dibikin jadi kayak pasar kaget.  Cool.  Pulang dari Darling Harbor, gw balik ke hostel, istirahat bentar, trus balik lagi ke Darling Harbor, kenapa?  Karena gw mo bales dendam.  Bales dendam buat apa?  Buat foto2 yang gw buat di Darling Harbor malem sebelomnya tapi dikotori oleh fitur “date print” yang lupa gw matikan.  :D

day #3
Bangun pagi, setelah sebelumnya membuat janji dengan Hans Piendhy, a junior from my beloved Canisius College, untuk ke fish market.  Jalan kaki LAGI ke Circular Quay, karena Mehran DKK udah ada di sana, jadi gw ketemuin bentar.  Ampe sana, ternyata mereka mo ke Taronga Zoo, which gw ga terlalu tertarik, jadi gw jalan2 ke Royal Botanic Garden.  Selese jalan-jalan, lari secepet mungkin ke Wharf 5, soalnya gw mo naek Ferry seharga 5.20 dolar buat ke Pyrmont Bay, jadi lebih deket ke Fish Market .  Di Ferry, it’s a nice sightseeing view…  Ditambah ada cewe cakep duduk depan gw, lengkaplah sudah :p.  

Sampe di Pyrmont Bay, nyasar berkali-kali karena salah baca peta, untung akhirnya nyampe di Fish Market.  Makan di pinggir laut dengan menu a full seafood platter = MANTAP.  It’s just so f**king great.  Abis itu, jalan balik ke Paddy’s market, tempat gw beli souvenir paginya, yang cuma beda beberapa rumah sama hotel gw, jadi bisa cepet deh pulangnya.  :D.  Tapi, gw ga pulang, gw nyamperin Franco di Greater Union’s Timezone, yang mahal abis karena one game costs 1-2 dollars (yang kalo di indo bisa maen 2- 4 kali).  Abis itu, ke Martin Place dan makan di Chat Thai.  Ditutup dengan beli potato chip merek Smith’s yang didiskon di Woolworth, jadi 2$ each (biasanya 3,39 each).  Trus pulang, dan istirahat bentar.  Abis itu, karena ada perasaan yang mengganjal di hati, (huahuahua), gw mo cari angin di Darling Harbor (which has been my best friend in Sydney.  Always listens, never complains ), tapi karena meleng di jalan, 3 kali hampir tertabrak, dengan spesifikasi 2 kali taksi, 1 kali tram.  Di Darling Harbor, gw nyadar kalo ngeliat laut di waktu malem = penenang hati yang luar biasa.  

Hati udah tenang, mo pulang, tapi tiba2 ada street performer yang kayaknya keren.  Ngegabungin Breakdance (robotic-nya keren, mirip Jabbawokeez) sama sulap.  Trus abis itu pulang, udah sedikit lebih tenang… .  Sekarang, packing karena besok dah diusir pagi2… hehehe…

wish me luck guys

Masalah melupakan, yeah, there are some things i think i need to forget.  Things that only made me hurt when i think about, and things that made me feel uneasy.  Gw sengaja milih perjalanan pake Bus ke Sydney, karena gw rasa itu bisa bantu menghilangkan ingatan gw tentang “hal-hal tersebut”.  Agak melankolis memang, tapi melihat pemandangan, jalan raya, dan pegunungan Australia bisa membantu gw untuk melupakan hal-hal yang seharusnya ga perlu gw ingat..

Perjalanan gw dimulai jam 7 malam, setelah sebelumnya briefing tentang kerjaan di Nando’s (which is very time consuming), dan makan malam di DFO (Subway Seafood Sensation dan Seaweed Salad.  S semua loh makanan gw :p).  Setelah boarding (halah, kayak pesawat aja) dan naro luggage, gw duduk di lantai dua dari bus double-decker bertuliskan “FIREFLY”.  Gw ga nyangka bus nya bakal double decker.  Cool.  Sopirnya?  Kayak Lorenzo Lamas, tapi versi gendut, cuma gondrongnya aja yang sama… :p.  

Di bus, duduk di sebelah bule botak casual yang namanya Aaron, dan depan gw ada dua orang kakek-kakek botak yang kalo gw denger dari kata-katanya, dari Jerman atau Eropa-eropa gitu da.  Gw jadi bingung, jangan-jangan ini trip khusus orang botak se-Australia? .  Baru sempet mikir begitu, seorang cowo dengan rambut panjang duduk di belakang gw.  Hore, rambut gw selamat… hahaha…  Berangkat jam 7.10, gw asyik dengan NDS pinjaman dari Henry, maen Guitar Hero.  Si Aaron autis dengan speaker Sennheisernya (gw ga tau dicolok ke mana, HP mungkin?), dan gw ngerasa ga enak ke orang di depan gw karena bunyi benturan stylus dan NDS gw begitu cadas dan sangar, jadi gw ganti game yang lebih halus…

Jam 9, mulai bosen, ga da kerjaan.  Tidur aja deh akhirnya.  Kebangun jam setengah 11, karena kita ternyata dapet meal break.  Meal break, bukan MEAL.  Jadi kita dikasih kebebasan mbeli makanan di Cafe Stasiun yang buka 24 jam.  Stop pertama itu Albury.  Gw menghabiskan sekitar 10 dolar di sini, dan gw dapet 2 sausage rolls yang menurut gw enak banget (mungkin karena lagi laper), 1 paddle pop thick shake, 1 chocolate-coated marshmallow egg yang MANTAP, dan 1 kantong Smith’s potato chips rasa salt dan vinegar, yang gw berani bilang JANGAN DIBELI, GA ENAK! .  

Maen lagi ampe jam 12, trus bosen.  Jam 12 malam, gw ngeliat ke luar jendela.  Ada setan.  Ga lah.  Di luar gelap.  Gelap banget.  Bikin kenangan gw melayang ke beberapa belas tahun yang lalu.  Waktu itu, gw lagi di rumah, dan mati lampu.  Gw ketakutan.  Dan dalam ketakutan itu, gw nangis.  Sebagai seorang anak kecil berumur 6-7 tahun, gw nangis ketika gw takut.  Sekarang, sebagai seorang pria yang sudah dianggap dewasa, gw udah harus bisa ngatasin ketakutan gw.  Gw tergolong orang yang paranoid.  Gw mudah berprasangka buruk sama orang, mungkin karena imajinasi gw terlalu tinggi.  Gw jadi mikir.  Kenapa sih orang bisa nangis ketika mereka takut?  Apa itu cuma gw aj yang aneh?  Tapi ternyata ngga, yang laen juga nangis kok kalo takut, jd gpp… .  Jawabannya, mungkin mereka hanya perlu merasakan kenyamanan.  Nangis itu ga lebih dari curahan perasaan aja.  Ketika loe udah ga tahan dengan sesuatu, nangis jadi hal yang lumrah.  Sembari ngeliat pemandangan dan mengingat beberapa hal yang udah lewat dan  mau gw lupain, mata gw basah… T_T

Abis itu, gw ketiduran sebelum terbangun oleh meal break berikutnya di Yass jam 2.20.  Meal break yang ini, gw beli Thiika Roll (yang menurut gw rasanya aneh, kayak daging benyek) dan Extras Gum.  Balik ke bus, ngeliat jalanan lagi, sebelom akhirnya kebangun lagi jam 5, dan gw stay awake sampe masuk Sydney dan berhenti di Central Station.  Pemandangan pagi Sydney sukses bikin gw nyesel ga beli kamera bagus, karena kamera Sanyo gw (yang mereknya lebih mirip pompa air) ga mampu buat memfoto dalam keadaan bergerak dengan baik.  

Sampe di Central Station, nunggu si Franco dateng setelah gw sms dari telpon umum (which i discovered later that the message never arrives in Franco’s phone), duduk-duduk di stasion.  Dia dateng, beli Hungry Jack, di mana gw sekali lagi dikecewakan karena pesen cheese burger keluarnya beef burger (tanpa cheese).  Mo gw komplain,udah abis setengah .  Lalu kita jalan nyari hostel yang pas, dan pilihan gw jatuh ke Mountbatten Hotel yang menurut gw cukup decent lah, dibanding hostel sebelumnya yang gw datangin dan menurut gw lebih pantas disebut barak daripada hostel.  Sialnya, harga di Mountbatten hotel ini juga rese, 32 dolar semalam (udah termasuk internet sama breakfast sih, jadi gpp lah).  

Abis itu, jalan lagi, mo nyamperin Irene dkk di Lumiere, eh malah ketemu di depan apartemennya.  Ya udah, ngikut mereka belanja dulu.  Selesai belanja, kita ke Chinese Garden, dan membayar 3 dolar untuk masuk (kalo di indo sih pasti gw ga jadi masuk :p).  Di dalem, yaa….. bagus sih, tapi ga ad yang spesial menurut gw.   Kecuali satu tempat di mana kita bisa nyewa baju ala China dan foto-foto sepuas hati.  Awalnya cuma mo nemenin si Fiona sih, tapi akhirnya malah jadi ikutan sewa baju kaisar.  Lengkap pake pedang, dan malah akhirnya pake jenggot juga… cacad.  Lebih cacad lagi, orang-orang yang ada di sana (oma-opa cina gt) malah foto2 gw ma fio.  Cacad kuadrad. 

Selesai sesi foto model dadakan, pulang.  Harusnya gw ikut mereka ke The Rock dan nonton konser, tapi kelelahan ini sudah tak dapat terbendung lagi… hahaha… Jadinya gw balik dan tidur di kamar hotel..  Bangun, langsung ol dan ngeblog… .  Mungkin abis ini gw mo makan trus langsung jalan keliling-keliling Sydney malam hari… Wish me luck guys!

See you later!