Monday, December 8, 2014

A Cup of Coffee 0.2

People somehow asked me about what I want to be, what I think about me or even who am I. It takes years for me to answer such questions. I know I maybe am not an expert to describe things even about myself but as I know, I know what exactly things I have been through and what life truly is. Then I expect people will get to know me. Not from things I bring to the table but from things that I defined as things and they are called a cup of coffee.

LIFE. Something that is very common to pin down. When we begin to describe it, it feels like we travel to the mars and back and back again and back-back-again and again never ends. It is even harder when we find out that secret and logic are friends, it does not matter if the secrets are not always logically defined. The more we try to crush them, the less possibility they will unfriend one and another. Seriously, it is not the thing. The thing is us. You and I, you and she, she and he, we and they or whatever it is. We sometimes hate someone called best friend and most of time sick of bad
friend a.k.a enemy but somehow our enemy is our best friend. It does not make sense, what is actually friend or enemy? My enemy is friend of my friend’s friend. So why cannot we be friends? Or why our friends not claimed same individual as an enemy? Too many whys. How does it feel? Well, that is life. A time when the questions of why are favorite and how and what follow.
Life is not always in the "X" axis (Read: Flat). There are always salty and sweet. Like a cup of hot coffee in the afternoon, life would be beautiful when everything is placed at the appropriate time and in the right portions. We have to believe in ourselves when putting our own sugar in coffee; do not be afraid of sweetness, which is why taking risks is sometimes necessary in life.

Sometimes, we felt the hot sting on the tongue when tasting our own coffee. Everyone has their own way to express it. So is life, everyone has his/her own way to be against problems in life. No need to get upset. Do not be too sad. What happened happens, but it is only the theory. Practically people want to rewind times, fix things, regret the holes and cry over no-s. You know what is funny, people make their own theory and break it practically, such a waste but they called it human being. Agreed. Well I have to agree even when I am not. People keep thinking about what people say, I don’t want look like [beep] in public, they won’t do the same, they won’t like it. Again, agreed. I keep thinking the same things but why bother? We are even different to any other individuals. Oh really? But it ain’t easy to screw people thought or public opinion. Why we cannot be like a coffee in a cup, they will not argue when another cup get more sugar or they do but we cannot hear its voice. I don’t know but let us get through this. People say words, we do to, people think things, we do too, people do what they have to do more that what they want to do, we even more do too. What really matter is ourselves. Get to know ourselves. Try to forgive ourselves. It is that hard but again hard depends on us not him not her not them. Accept the bitterness or sweetness but no worry if it tastes not right at least we learn something. Without the bad days, we never know how to be glad to have the good ones.

Satisfied is time when we can spend our coffee without getting a bitter taste of the dregs. In life we do not apply this coffee theory. Satisfaction is not always a happy ending but also the bad ones that we can frame on the wall and say oh I experienced this and no more. We call it hope. Hope to change and hope to move on. Question. Do they really exist? People who consciously say yes! to enjoy the bitterness of life?. If there is maybe his/her life is so much sugar or maybe they have no sugar stocks so frankly say yes is the only one option left. Then what? We can still grocery shop or something. There is no one and only option. We can make options if we do want it, if we are clear to see it.

I think I write a lot random things like jelly tots. But note this one. There is no excuse when we have to interfere a cup of coffee belongs to someone else with our own recipe. Because it is a cup of your coffee, enjoy it! While this is mine.

Don’t forget your morning coffee!
Rahmat Arif Febriyanto


Sunday, December 7, 2014

Love or else

Love or to beloved is too complicated to tell even with only a sentence. Lately I've been thinking what is love exactly, well at least what it is to most of people. An idea came out to my mind and I asked some of my friends about when they realized they love someone. Well it sounds like so sudden and random to ask someone that thing but I just want to know and that’s it.
I honestly expect something different answers to everyone but technically my expectation is a big hole in the theory. Everyone, almost everyone told me typical answers. They said it was love when they couldn't say a word when him/her around or when they couldn't even imagine to live a day without their L object. The rest of them even told me cliche things like when they felt comfortable with him/her, or when they were happy around him or her. Then my assumption is that they all have experienced love. But is that all they felt, they experienced during the lifespan of the love? If that is how about people who define love when they have ton of words to say to him/her, when they can just easily trust their L object when him/her is not around or when they can still find a reason to be happy even when him/her is away. Or even when they feel it’s not convenience when him/her is there in not a good timing just like work or friend time. Did they define love right? Or they got love wrong.

If love is for everyone then why it sounds like there is standard to love and beloved. Like morning calls, night calls, texting like every 15 minutes or love you-ing every time they hold the phone. So that must be suck for people who don’t have mobile phone. Well it sounds ridiculous and impossible today but how if it really happens? Or maybe people who don’t have any extra money to pay their phone credit. Sounds like more possibility. That’s not the case. The case is is that really what we have to do when we call it love or beloved? Well have to and want to are so much different.


Then I asked myself. Did I ever been loved or beloved if maybe I defined love wrong. They said love has no reason. Or don’t ever put a reason to love someone. But I do. I need a reason to love someone. A reason that i need my another part of me. That i can trust it will distrust-proof, that it is rule free but we can rely to one and another, that no someone else but us, that screw any other individuals words but ours, that they don’t know about us, that calls, texts, chats and we mean it and not because we think we have to do it. I think i have been loved and It stay still in me even when i try to not care anymore but i do care. I do remember. I keep trying to figure it out and i do want to love someone who can have another reason (not another boy) to be happy when I’m not around—because it hurts to know you hurt.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

08.11.14

It's been a long day for me not writing in this blog and i realized my last post was 3 months ago. Well, during those three months there were a lot things happened include this very new life experience of me. Several weeks ago i was in the finale of batik fusion that held by @america. That was a design competition and i had to design an outfit which represents american-indonesian culture connection.

....and here is the picture reports...


First of all sorry for the picture resolution, i didn't bring any camera but mobile phone atm.
So there were 7 finalists and mine is the one with cropped bomber jacket and latex pants.

     



I was like very glad to be part of this event. I met a lot of Pros and my judges are from USA and one of them graduated in NYC. can you spell it N.Y.C. All the other finalist are also such a pro and really into fashion. I'm such a fans for their designs :)






Saturday, August 9, 2014

Jakartan, now and still counting

3 hari di kota orang. 3 hari resmi lepas dari dunia kayalan, ya some say bangku SMA adalah masa akhir kita bisa ngayal-nyayal ala ababil. Sekarang uda mau belajar dunia nyata, dunia yang nggak cuma 'iya'.

gimana Jakarta? 
lagi ngapain disana?
orang-orang sering tanya itu, well itu juga yang bikin aku mumet sejauh ini.
Jakarta. Hal pertama yang aku pikirin pas pertama dateng adalah sumpek;
ya panas, ya rame, ya bingung, ya ya gimana...
But somehow i can't deny that i'm excited to stay here, aku pengen tahu mikirnya orang ibukota, pengen ngerti maksudnya urban opinion ibukota lebih kejam dari ibu tiri.

Well di hari pertamaku aku habiskan dengan nyari alamat kos sampai muter dua kali. Padahal uda pake GPS tapi tetep aja terlalu complicated jalannya. Malemnya aku makan makanan pertamaku yang aku beli disini, yang yah dengan makanan yang sama di kota asalku, selisih harganya hehe.

Hari kedua, Sama sih makan pagi-siag-malam cuman diisi dengan meeting di kampus.

Hari ketiga, aku keluar bareng temen2 buat beli barang kos dan ajaibnya udah dapet langganan angkot aja wkwk. Oh ya gak lupa lagi naik busway yang padet banget. Hari itu nambah pengetahuan banget soal jalanan Jakarta sama tempat-tempat yang esensial sewaktu-waktu juga.

Hari keempat keluar lagi bareng roommate naik angkot jadi pedestrian ke mall dilanjutin naik angkot, pas naik angkot nemuhal yang unik ini ada badut wel not really badut tapi semacam itu yang joget-joget pinngir jalan. Abis itu ya sama beli barang kos terrus pulang naik metro mini. Nyobain semua kendaraan umum khas Jakarta sensasinya oke punya hehe seru.. dan membantu banget buat new comers.

Well, tapi ada hal yang bikin relief banget, beruntungnya aku dapet tempat kos yang homy banget lus ada ayunan tuh buat spot galau haha. Berharap bisa menjadi langkah awal menuju cita-cita dan sukses dengan kuliah disini amin :))
i wish you guys a very happy story too wherever you are. Terus bermimpi walaupun kuliah. Mimpi gak pandang umur as long as we believe and we trus ourselves.

Good luck!

Saturday, May 10, 2014

Definitely A Me Time

Well i'm not really writing lately and there are more than a dozen things that i want to write.
But i don't know which one have to come first.

Okay. So it's been almost three days i slept at the wee small hours of the morning. But the fact is i used to drink coffee everyday, weeks before final exam day exactly, but now i don't really drink coffee or caffeine-family-kind-of-drinks. and you can guess the result....

sleep in the day, awake at night. 

Hal yang pertama adalah kejadian yang baru pertama kali aku lakukan sendiri selama 18 tahun ini, tau apa? nonton. well pasti gak kebayang gimana garingnya nonton sendiri di bioskop, no one to talk. padahal samping kiri, (bangku samping kananku kosong), depan, belakang pada sama temen, pacar, dkk, Tapi hening juga sih orang-orang itu nontonnya, padahal banyak adegan yang bisa bikin at least komen, aku nonton divergent waktu itu. Sebenernya udah berencana nonton sama si dia, but she had stuffs at the moment, dan akhirnya aku keluar sama temen-temen yang gak bertujuan nonton, tapi awalnya aku pikir ada yang mau ngikut soalnya kayak excited juga gitu pas aku bilang mau nonton. Ternyata gak. But i'm glad i was there and having such a hilarious experience. well you should try this, when you are definitely in a moment of crowd and you are completely a stranger there, you only have yourself, your mind, your opinion and no one will argue with that. It's completely you. It's silly but it will help you to know yourself, to play with your minds. which one is right and which one is wrong. At that moment you will know exactly what happen around you, what is your surrounding. You live the moment.

Hal yang kedua adalah kebiasaan baruku main kuis-kuis internet semacam which divergent faction do you actually belong in, which hogwarts house do you belong in, which hunger games district do you belong in. well sejak kapan aku semaniak ini. Cuman iseng aja sih, ngisi waktu, dan hasil-hasil yang aku dapat cukup mind-blowing. Let me tell you this, in my real high school world i'm in eagle house, people used to call us unpredictable people, and the serious one compared with the other eight houses just because people in my house have a bad taste of humour, well it's people opinion, some agree some disagree. And in that sci-fiction stories world, i'm an erudite, belong in ravenclaw and from district twelve. well you should try the quiz. sometimes the result tell the reality. i played the quiz in buzzfeed.com

Cukup dua aja deh yang lain masih nginget-nginget, sekarang mau nerusin baca insurgent dulu. liburan (bisa jugalah disebut liburan) yang cukup panjang ini sampe ngabisin ide mau ngapain. yang sekarang juga lagi di senior year of high school, i wish you a very happy holiday.