Water Castle, Jogjakarta

Oh my gosh! I feel awkward to write on my personal blog!

It's been more than a year since my latest post? I guess yes. I think I should have asked myself "Where have you been?".

Yeah I got through a lot this year and all the things were fun and full of surprises. I'm glad that this year I was doing fine. Well, 2015 is not over yet. I know. I know TOMORROW IS THE LAST DAY OF 2015.  Tomorrow will be 365 days till new year (again)!! I'm so excited!

First thing first! back to my blog. I changed several things, deleted some stuffs, added some details and else. I really want a new face  in 2016 so that I redesign my blog. It is not a major changing but yeah you can tell there is different taste in it. I was thinking that I probably should delete this blog and create the new one that fit to my current state of personality. But I think this blog witnessed my life quite enough so to delete this blog is not a wise option. So here it is! hope you enjoy the new design :)

Anyway, I would not finish this post with nothing related to my 2015. So here I will share you a little bit about my trip in Jogjakarta. It was in early December. I've been looking for opportunity to visit Jogja for holiday after my last visit in August. And fortunately I happened to have a chance to join a conference called BUBW (Better Understanding for a Better World) there so I took the chance to escape for a little bit and accomplished my must-visit-list in Jogja. One of them is Water Castle.

Water Castle or Taman Sari (local name) was onced a part of Ngayogyakarta Palace and it now becomes a tourism destination in Jogja. It has some kind of uniqueness in the architecture in a way it brings a very strong old kingdom atmosphere and not to mention is a good place to take some snaps!

I was lucky that my two friends, Pipod and Puput accompanied me strolled around the place and we took some nice pictures.

My most favorite part of the place is the outer architecture. It was like fallen-kingdom-ish and somehow I felt like I'm in the cave or something.

 and the most popular spot that been spotted on a lot of people's instagram who visited Water Castle.

Despite all of those, we accidentally met a group of people that do a pre-wedding shoot and that was good idea I think. It would be a unique pre-wed pictures.

For you guys who plan to visit Indonesia and especially Jogja, this place is worth a visit. This place is located around 400 meters from Ngayogyakarta Palace, at Taman, Kraton Street. It is open start from 9 a.m. till around 4 p.m (Monday-Sunday). The ticket is pretty affordable, it will only charge you Rp 3K if you are Indonesian and it will charge Rp. 7K if you are foreigner.

and as a bonus guys, here is my picture with two of my friends on the conference. I think I will write about the conference in the next post. Good luck for 2016! may you always be successful for everything good you plan in the future!

(Indonesian Business Student - Indonesian Bachelor Degree Graduated English Student - Malaysian Chemical Engineering Student)

A Cup of Coffee 0.2

People somehow asked me about what I want to be, what I think about me or even who I think I am. 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 too, people think things, we do too, people do what they have to do more than 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

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.

Lalu Membisu

Rindu itu selalu. 

Jatuh juga terkadang perlu, supaya ingat apa yang sudah berlalu.

Bicara tentang kemarin sepertinya aku sudah lupa rasanya kemarin. Ingin mengulang kemarin. Kemarin-ku dan hari-ini-ku sudah layaknya dua medan magnet yang saling berlawanan. Sudah sangat berkebalikan. Bahkan sudah seperti dua arah proyeksi bearing yang sama-sama berawal dari utara tapi melalui jalan yang berbeda. Dari sini aku mulai percaya bahwa hidup memang beroda atau hidup itu roda dan kita tumpangannya, lalu siapa pengendaranya? Menurutku pengendaranya adalah kisah. Kisah apa saja, dimana saja, bagaimana saja, terserah....

Sudah lebih setahun yang lalu terakhir aku benar-benar merasa apa yang orang sering sebut utuh. Aku sudah tahu bahwa manusia sukar merasa cukup, puas apalagi utuh. Aku yag dulu memang ber-utuh tinggi, utuh-ku dulu sudah sempat menyinggung batas atas kuantitas puas horizontal spesiesku. Tapi kali ini berbeda, sederhana, tapi sesederhana itu yang malah membuatku bercela lebih besar dari aku yang dulu.

Aku rindu, ingin ketemu, bicara, cerita, bahkan memeluk. Langit-ku yang dulu. Tidak pernah kelabu. Selalu terima apapun yang aku bekaskan di ufuknya. Sungguh langit yang istimewa, apa saja tetap indah. Baik itu jingga senja saat aku sedang gembira, gemilang bulan yang hampir redup saat aku gundah ataupun kumulonimbus saat aku murka. Sayang, dia, langit-ku sudah tak pernah datang di hari-hari-ku. Sudah tersapu hujan disertai gemuruh yang membuat langit-ku lupa cara membentang di atas ubun-ubunku. Sejuta langit untuk mengganti pun, tidak akan sama. Secerah apa-pun, seteduh apa-pun tidak akan membuatku merasa. Aku tetap rindu langit-ku. Tapi aku hargai langit sore yang datang senja lalu untuk membiaskan sinar sedih-ku. Hanya saja tak semudah itu tumpangan rapuh sepertiku meng-iya-kan hadir yang baru.

...entah berapa sore lagi harus aku lewati untuk benar-benar membungkus kemarin-ku yang beroda utuh dan mulai memutar roda hari-ini-ku. Entah sampai dimana nanti, entah bagaimana nanti, aku hanya berharap pembuat kisahku tahu aku lupa rasanya utuh, ingin memperbaiki roda-ku dan rindu langit-ku.
Hanya rindu Langit-ku. Ibu

Mikir

Lately, i feel the reduction of my social life. social media, or even the real social interaction.

Bukan berarti aku sekarang jadi anti-sosial, tapi emang lagi sering banget ngomong sama diri sendiri, maksudku juga bukan aku gila....  tapi lebih kepada "saya berfikir mengenai saya, anda, kita, mereka, dan semua"

Sejak lahir memang jarang main diluar rumah, kurang terlatih dalam social life.. 

Waktu aku kelas 2 SD aku udah ditemenin sama komputer tabung depan kamar yang bikin aku seharian penuh bisa betah cuman gara-gara tarzan, feeding frenzy atau pinball. Naik kelas 3 SD aku punya flashdisk 1 GB pertamaku which is waktu itu lagi happening banget.. bayangin aja waktu itu 1 GB masih Rp 100.000, dibandingkan flashdisk hari ini selisih banget harganya, dan dari flashdisk itu lah mulai suka koleksi wallpaper power rangers, digimon sama pokemon, semakin hidup saja "duniaku".

Mulai kelas 4 SD aku udah ngerti caranya temenan; Pertama aku punya sahabat yang nyambung banget dirumah nenekku, dia setahun lebih tua dari aku. Kedua aku juga punya sahabat -kemana aja sahabat di sekolah, dia termasuk yang pinter banget di kelas dan aku biasa aja. Ketiga aku juga akrab sama Bapak tukang Bakso di kantin sekolah yang tiap istirahat sama pulang sekolah aku selalu beli, apalagi kalau lagi dijemput ibu porsinya bisa nambah. kangen ibuuuuu. 

Oh ya aku gak cerita TK ya.. males soalnya tiap aku bawa makanan selalu diambil sama temen yang sekaramg udah ganti nama, kabarnya diganti nama biar gak nakal. 

SMP. udah kebawa arus. lupa sama dunia yang dulu, masuk ke dunia orang lain. Ini bukan overconfidence tapi seriously aku uda beken semenjak MOS. Bukan karena aku terhitung keren, kaya, berbakat atau pinter, tapi kenapa? karena salah satu guru matematika di SMP yang beken di sana adalah kakekku, lalu simpulkan sendiri sisanya.

Tahun pertama sebagai freshman biasa aja. Cukup tertutup. Jadi cuman berangkat - kelas - kantin - kelas - pulang - rumah tiap hari. Tahun kedua dimulai dari rekomendasi wali kelas yang salah satunya aku buat jadi calon Ketua OSIS. Singkat cerita aku jadi Wakil Ketua OSIS karena kalah vote sama temen-campuran jawa-cina-akrabku. Ini ni yang bikin aku akhirnya mulai ngomong sama banyak orang di sekolah make friends, smile, talks, even sometimes argue. Tahun ketiga a.k.a tahun pensiun akhirnya selese juga tugasnya, secara teori waktu itu aku kudu fokus buat ujian nasional. tahun terakhir SMP aku bener-bener finally having a real friends. udah pernah aku tulis juga di post sebelumnya kok. Setelah itu; pengumuman UN - tes SMA - trip.

Manusia emang boleh membuat rencana, tapi tuhan jauh memiliki rencana buat manusia. Bener. Dari SD aku pengen masuk SMA sekian di kotaku, ternyata tuhan menakdirkan untuk bersekolah di international boarding school. Bersyukur banget juga soalnya bisa bantu orang tua dengan jadi scholar. Anyway, SMA masih belum berakhir, dan selama SMA ini banyak banget yang beda, kaya kemaren aku baca novel soal anak masuk asrama, gak kepikiran masuk asrma, akhirnya masuk asrama.

Kembali ke apa yang aku pikirin. Sebenernya bingung apa yang aku pikirin. Cuman pengen ending chapter SMA ini yang bener-bener aku pengen. dengan orang-orang yang aku sayang juga disekitar. Buat yang social life tadi, it's just a choice. Choice buat orang-orang yang kita pengen di hari-hari kita. Choice buat iklim lingkungan kita. Ini beda dari memilih yang "memilih" lalu jadi "pemilih" tapi lebih kepada try in, bukan fit ini. But then, kita boleh usaha, berdoa, endingnya tetap tuhan.

Your Truly,

Hei!

This is a late post actually, and ya i made a new cover video.

I sang Skyscraper by demi Lovato, i posted it on my youtube 3 days ago..

and hope you like it guys :)

xoxo

Hipster Alert

it feels like a perfect night to dress up like hipster
but wait, im not going to tell you about hipster, scroll down to know more :)

Actually, in this post i'd like to tell you how boring to wait

'till i packed my belongings in my backpack

'till i read a same newspaper five times in a row

'till i tied my shoelaces six times

and i was so tired, and extremely bored. and there was no one picked me up. 

'till i decided to walk on my way alone.

Sorry, i just can't handled it, and i hate to wait

and happy weekend everyone :)

Don't waste your time just for waiting! There is still a long road ahead!

Still Social Trip 0.2

These are the other pictures of my trip two weeks ago...

Sugar Factory...

and we were starting to enter the factory...

don't know why but i like the combination of the paint in this factory,.. soft green, yellow and soft orange are perfect at the same time.

i found a caffe thingy there.. you know blackboard for menus :p

when i saw this area, i thought it looks like ballet studio, the colonial sense was very strong there.

This is my friend's shoes, he used to wear this shoes everywhere and often stole the attention..

i found this too, pictures of  people, it may be the director of the factory from year to year or somethin, and the vintage type machine. cool.

 Next destination buddy!. KUD Susu Batu, who wants fresh milk? i bought some.

 and, Pipod found this spot, Queen Bee, a honey store. It placed right next to KUD Susu Batu

time for fooling around :)

and the last destination, BI (Bank of Indonesia). This place was really cool, felt like a young executive haha

Social Trip 0.2

I hadn't been writing on this blog for two months. Finally i'm having my spare time now. Anyway, i had had a social trip (again) about a week ago and these are the moments captured by me.

  

 I just realized that i posed in a same way in these two pictures.

 

 These pictures captured while me and my friends were waiting to enter the factory.

and thanks Saveera Vivid for captured these pictures of me, and her camera too as the props :)

and i took some pics of her too, visit her blog, skrivnost to see more pics captured by her.

this pics taken by me, we had really obsessed with the dried atmosphere.