Catatan di akhir bulan February

Monday, February 16, 2009

Tadi pagi langit begitu cerah dan menurut orang – orang terasa panas, sedangkan bagiku begitu cerah, begitu indah, begitu nikmat..Alhamdulillah…bukan karena aku lagi banyak uang, bukan pula punya kekasih baru. Melainkan kuhentakkan langkah kakiku untuk selalu semangat hidup di hari senin. Karena godaan dihari senin itu, seperti orang banyak bilang ” I DON’T LIKE MONDAY”...

Saturday, February 21, 2009

The day that sometimes I like and my favorite day, but sometimes I hate too, why? I do not have a plan to spend the time on Saturday night. Ok. But forget it. Let’s talk about my activities in the weekend. In the morning I went to Sabuga doing sport, what kind of sport? Of course easy sport like jogging, running, and the last swimming and finished at 9.00 AM. o’clock

Soon after that, I went to my work place to teach computer for the children fifth grade elementary school of Tunas Harapan. I teach until 3.00 o’clock PM, but after I teach I still confuse with my plan for spend the time on Saturday night. .

Monday, February 23, 2009

The day that hated by people, maybe because first day where we should make some report or make some plans for expand relationship in business or so much worksheet that we should make it. For me, Monday is the spirit day. In the first day I felt my emotion so spirit. But in the third day it’s Wednesday I always feel boring situation.

My children were examination of computer while I write this story; I found hasil dari pekerjaan mereka mengecewakan. What happened with my teaching? Saya merasa sudah menjelaskan kepada anak – anakku tentang cara mengoperasikan komputer agar menghasilkan yang maksimal. Setiap saat dibahas, dilatih, agar ketika pada saat ujian nanti, mereka mendapatkan hasil yang memuaskan. Namun kenyataannya mereka tidak terlalu memperhatikan apa yang disampaikan gurunya, sehingga nilai hasil ujiannya mengecewakan.

Today is my terrible day while I can not do better for today

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

It’s about me, my friend talk about my attitude in society. My friend said that I am jaim ( jaga Imah ), when speech style it look like have sifat gengsi yang tinggi, cenderung kaku, tidak relax dan tidak jadi diri sendiri, kalau bergaul tidak bisa mencair ( memangnya ES ), smart to hide any problem, walau sebenarnya banyak yang ingin diungkapkan alias tertutup case close, bukan pemalu, pendiam, pemahat, pematung dan bukan penipu, melainkan punya kadar asam eh…kadar gengsi yang tinggi ( setinggi langit diangkasa ). Tapi baik orangnya tidak gampang jatuh cinta, meski sebenarnya rapuh dalam urusan asmara, down to earth ( jatuh ke bumi ), easy going ( mudah pergi ), tapi katanya kalau sekali jatuh cinta biasanya keukeuh pateukeuh, keras kepala ( terbuat dari batu mungkin ) cenderung kaku dalam bersosialisasi ( maklum habis pulang dari kutub utara jadi kaku, dingin dan butuh kehangatan..… ).

Temanku menyarankan untuk terbuka saja…apa, terbuka?!! (Maksudnya kalo mandi, baju dan aksesorisnya dibuka gitu lho...) langsung temanku membantahnya keras – keras…!! Terbuka itu maksudnya jangan terlalu introfet ( meski kedengarannya seperti terompet ), apa adanya aja...langsung ku teruskan dengan lagu ” mungkin aku bukan pujangga yang pandai merangkai kata.....( FIVE MINUTE Band). Katanya biar mempermudah orang untuk berkomunikasi dengan aku...emang sih...selama ini aku selalu menggunakan bahasa tubuh dan bahasa tarzan....aaaauuuwooo......

Kata temanku itu, kalo aku bukan orang baik mana mungkin ia mau jadi temanku... (Oh..ternyata selama ini aku dimata-matai toh...) it’s ok no problem, as long as you love me... (Backstreet Boy). Nah ini yang aku suka, katanya sejauh ini dan jelas...( emang tidak tidak jelas alias warem, warung remang –remang, lho....apa pula itu, macam mana kau...wah melantur jauh aku menulis...peninglah..., keluar bahasa aslinya, bahasa sunda )...katanya secar fisik cowok banget hehehe..ah…temanku itu berlebihan dalam memujiku ( Pasti perempuan – perempuan pada bersorak-sorai mengutuk ucapan temanku itu )....Oh My God, what happened with me....let brave heart lead me ya Allah....

Katanya lagi” You are not lonely, you have Allah SWT, People like me or friend in office/home/ your society. Don’t be pessimist but be optimist, be smart and be informed” ( Terjemahkan oleh masing- masing aja ), katanya aku cuek itu bagus sesuai dengan wajah yang cowok banget..( maklum berwajah kampong, berhati kota, berbudi mekah, berharap syurga…hehehe…), seperti pepatah kuno mengatakan, men sano in corposano ( kebersihan sebagian dari iman ) lha…kagak nyambung banget….

Maka dipagi harinya temanku mengatakan seperti ini “Begin your day with love in your heart, expect blessing share goodness shine like the sun inspires someone, and never forget that God is with you always” (Terjemahkan sendiri aja ya…)

Mungkin aku ini termasuk dalam kategori sosialis ekonomis ( Big Question ?), melankonis ( karena suka didramatisir segala sesuatu ), dramatis ( suka bikin naskah drama ), pragmatis, ( lupa artinya ), tapi tidak erotis hehehe....( emannya penari dangdut )…meski berkumis tipis dan berkantong tipis…tapi aku ini oranngya optimis kok...

Aku anak rohis.

Berkumis tipis

Walau berkantong tipis

Tetap optimis.............

( sebait lagu yang dinyanyikan oleh Team Nasyid asal kota Bandung )

Tapi aku bukan anak rohis. Itu waktu aku masih berstatus sekolah SLTA, mungkin untuk sekarang lebih cenderung kepada narsis. Ya siapa lagi kalau bukan diris sendiris...

Ibarat pepatah mengatakan “There is a ghost ride a horse” Aya Jurig Tumpak Kuda”... (Mungkin pada mengerutkan dahi masing – masing) pepatah macam apa ini? Sambil saling melempar pertanyaan yang disertai dengan makan bakso semangkok penuh.. Katanya daripada pusing – pusing memikirkan pepatah yang tidak jelas, lebih baik makan bakso lezat ini. (I agree with you man!!)

“Dear God, Give him your love tonight, remember him to remember you all the time and wake him up tomorrow with all your bless…Thanks God for hearing my prayer….Amin”

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Ketika aku baru sampai di kantor (ceu ileh…gaya banget punya kantor), sekitar pukul 9.30 Pagi, karena aku masuk jam 10.00 WIB (Waktu Indonesia Barat). Tiba –tiba HPku berdering, namun ketika mau diangkat ternyata Cuma miscall doing, entah siapa yang miscall aku, nomornya juga disembunyikan ( aku benci itu, paling aku benci kalo miscall nomornya disembunyikan). Terkadang kalau ada yang miscall doang, tapi nomornya tidak disembunyikan, aku selalu mengirim sms berbunyi “Selamat anda telah bergabung dengan LKMD ( Layanan Komunikasi Miscall Doang ) yang dibentuk Oleh POTKP ( Persatuan Orang Takut Kehilangan Pulsa) terima kasih”. Hehe….jurus ini ampuh untuk mengusir, dan membuat mereka BT. (Rasain deh …)

Jurus itu memang ampuh, sudah beberapa tahun, sejak aku mendapatkan sms itu, aku selalu memaikanya untuk mengirim sms kepada yang Cuma miscall doang. Apakah anda

mau mau mau….hubungi customer service kami di layanan bebas bicara……

THE SIGNAL

The young man sat alone on the bus and most of the time stared out the window. He was in his mid-twenties, nice looking with a kind face. His dark blue shirt matched the color of his eyes. His hair was short and neat.
Occasionally he would look away from the window and the anxiety on his young face touched the heart of the grandmotherly woman sitting across the aisle.
The but was just approaching the outsides of a small town when she was so drawn to the Youngman that she scooted across the aisle and asked permission to sit next to him. After a few moments of small talk about he warm spring weather, he blurted out, “I’ve been in prison for two years. I jus got out this morning and I’m going home”. His words tumbled out as he told her he was raised in a poor but proud family and how his crime had brought his family shame and heartbreak.
In the whole tow years he had not heard from them. He knew they were too poor to travel the distance to where he had been in prison and his parent probably felt too uneducated to write. He had stopped writing the when no answer came. Three weeks before being released, he desperately wrote one more letter to his family.
He told them how sorry was for disappointing them and asked for their forgiveness. He went on to explain about being released from prison and that he would take the bus to his hometown-the one that goes right by the front yard of the house where he grew up and where his parents still lived. In his letter, he said he would understand if they Wouldn’t forgive him.
He wanted to make it easy for them and so asked them to give him a signal that he could see from the bus. If they had forgiven him and wanted him to come back home, they could tie a white ribbon on the old apple tree that stood in the front yard. If the signal wasn’t there, he would stay on the bus leave town, and be out of their lives forever. As the bus neared his street, the Youngman become more and more anxious to the point he was he was afraid to look out the window because he was so sure there would be no ribbon.
After listening to his story, the woman asked simply,” Would it help if we traded seats and I’ll sit near to the window and look for you?” The bus traveled a few more blocks and then she saw the tree. She gently touched the young man’s shoulder and choking back tears said,” Look! Oh look! The tree is covered with white ribbons

( 7 THINGS IN THIS WORLD ) :

7 HAL DALAM HIDUP INI

( 7 THINGS IN THIS WORLD ) :

1). Kekuasaan ( Power)

2). Penghianatan ( Betraying )

3). Pengorbanan ( Sacrificing )

4). Penderitaan ( Suffering )

5). Cinta ( Love )

6). Harapan ( hope )

7. Kebahagiaan ( Happiness )

( inspired from X-MAN movie-Wolverine-origins )