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31.8.06


You know what? Having you before toothbrushes is a need...

The first thing that I need when I open my eyes is you...

You're always there helping me fire the energy before morning jog.

Even in and between meals, and for tea accompaniment, you're that I long for

I've never forgotten to bring you along. Anywhere.

so that you could instantly shoot me after classes, when I got dizzy.

and Of course, I've gotta find you when I get home

and...would hope that you could accompany me through the soiree..

Oh like this moment, you're truly what I need for a midnite dash

I am desperately needing you.



Sugar, I'm addicted to you.



* _ *

It's 11pm and I'm already hungry.....

Oh, I Need an endomorphin dope....Sshhh...

I think i'll make a cup of choclate...hmm..piling up sugar babe...It might kill you one day! *blah* ok. let's now calculate my sugar consumption today:

gandour tofiluk : 6g x 2 = 12 g
gandour touriste : 11g x 2 = 22 g Aw yes I love Gandour's...
Beng-beng : 10 g(they're adding more sugar! It had been sweet in the first place~!)
that morning milk : 6g
nutrisari (Awwhh!!) : 22g!! I'm drinking sugar.
Nutrijell: perhaps 10g (Do you know that you have to mix 200g (@#@%@!!!) of sugar for a sachet of nutrijell? Wheeew so I ate just 1/20 of it.)

Hmm.. find out that 'Nutri' derives from Nutrients which, apparantly, constitutes only of SUGAR!

To Sum up : 82g this whole day! hell, I've violated the maxima! I read it should not more than 60 g/day. Hmm...swissmilk rich choclate, 6g of sugar. hmm...88 then to pile up! It's a lucky number. Nice...

Hehehe, any of you would like a cup of choclate?

Sugar Sugar Sugar Where art thouu...

Yuuuuhuuu....

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30.8.06


Being unable to collect midnite spirit for my you-know-what-not-to-mention project...ehm, I decided to blog-roll instead. Ehehe...here's my another stupid iddlity...

I'll babble bout my first trip alone, ^_^

Considered, I'd tell it in English, as almost all the conversation is actually in English, and it'd be quite awkward to translate it to Indonesian. And anyway, I just want to i.m.p.r.o.v.e..

It was meant to be a seminar. in Singapore. February last year. Well, as I told you, no matter how hectic I am in a academic life, I'd do ANYTHING to travel (well of course I'm not that academic-ignorance...but still. Anything to travel! as I believe a travel would bring more value than sulking upon class subjects. hahwhehehekke).

Like all writings, let's first define 'travel'. I simply put its definition as "transfering oneself from one spot to another, in quite a distance. No matter the occasion". Hehe...The Seminar wasn't that appealing, at least not for me...But I'd welcomed the offer anyway. Go to S'pore, it was only just for 4 days, list of schedules in hand, interesting topics actually in the Seminar. Project Management. I was probably the sole student in the conference. Anyway, it's Singapore! it's probably the savest corner on the world. What could happen in such save environment, I convinced myself. I'd get around easily, little island, There shouldn't be any fuss. A day before departure, I decided to go, bought an Air-Asia (Oh You're the king in flying!) ticket, and set up to Jakarta. Had myself browse some backpacker lodge around the area, and jot down the address for further reference. I know I'd needed it.

This is my second trip to S'pore. I recall the first one was when I was 9, my mom was with me, --well-- in between her tight schedules. I was--when I was9-- practically left alone, being sent to a travel agency and taken care by a newly wed malaysian pair. and I remembered w/ very restricted English, having to drill mentioning "where's the toilet" like 10 times before I was confident enough to spill out the question. sheesh. me, that time. I remembered also, after having few nights in quite a hotel down in OrchardRd, we-me and mi mom-move to an economic hotel. It's quite far, I didn't recall where it was, but I remembered the rustic odour, and the old fashioned elevator--you know the elevator which has doeble doors, one for the box, and the other for each level, that goes one up, one down when you open it. The bed goes shrieky all the time and the water heater goes on and off. The floor was layered with greenish yellow patterned melanin sheets, torn here and there. Dull. I even remembered I accidently poured hot water onto my mother's leg while we cooked Supermi inside (sorry mum)..Hmm.We managed to be savvy 11 years ago. And so did my plan last year. I was wishing I could find the exact motel, which I presume would be staggering cheap, until then (which was actually hypothetically stupid! regarding the span of 11 years! d-Uh). I was quite lucky to found the spot in the map (Amazingly I remembered the name of the road!), and decided to go find it as soon as I get there. Of course, I've got my back up plan, but having no idea what it's like, it remained back up.

Got at changi at 11, I assumed I had plenty of time to find the place. In and Out MRT stations, I walked and walked, w/ back wrecked out having to endure such load and flipping maps just to find out things were totally different back then. Anyway, having passed the hotel several times, based on the map, I was sure it was it, but I was not so sure that the view was totally altered from what I'd remembered. The dull greyish building I remembered was somehow transformed into a pale orange painted grand hotel! Oh wow, I thought. The owner must have won a lottery some time in between this last 11 years! My back's aching and I'm so flaked out that I decided to go in anyway. Finger crossed, my heart was throbbing as I asked the fare. I took dorm room. A room for 5. Girls only. There was only one person besides me, an Indian girl majoring in Law and was having an internship in Singapore for a whole month. Oh, how lucky she was I thought. But the place was fine. The fare was...ok. at least for a nite. I'll have to move tomorrow. Or I can't buy anything!! It's singapore, d_uh, What else you can do! And it's sales season!! WEEHEE!!!

OK. Having my things settled, I went to the venue where the conference will be held. Reregister. And Yes. I was the sole student. :D. It's sometimes nice being the youngest. hehehe...Oh, and I managed to find the backpacker lodge which address I'd noted. It was 3 blocks away from the venue. As I booked that afternoon, the owner (which is actually an Indonesian, Magelang, to be more precise!), told me that a dorm room for 4, girls only, would be available for me for the next day. WEEHEE once again! The fare is, 1/9 times the default hotel! only 7$S a nite, about Rp. 40ribu at that time. And i imagine myself showered w/ shopping spreeess...

The next, day. The conference starts early. It's always exhilirating meeting new people, as we were conditioned to do so. Ice breaker session and all. And how I found it little awkward mingling in such professional environment. Of course the talk was also, professional. But everybody was nice, and few people kept looking that morning at me, and finally took chance asking,"You're Indonesian?" iherhe...it's funny, coz they said my face is a lil bit filipino. Am I?. One of them I learned was a tutor in ITB, and there's coupla Indonesians in the conference. Everybody comes from different places in the world. but that day I was as clumsy as ever. And that clumsiness, was surely no good....coz...hmm...

I'll tell you what happens later on...this is really stupid. Well, anyway, don't bother to read if you don't want to. Who told you to read in the first place anyway?

Read the #2 part here

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9:44 PM

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29.8.06


Haven't got the time to post new things, so link my flickr instead here...please do visit my flickr page.

A Series: on Beach. e.n.j.o.y.


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Pelabuhan Ratu, 2004 ; Ujung Kulon, 2006; Batu Karas, 2004

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8:57 PM

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Zut!

27.8.06


A new post! A new post!...tick tack tick tack...er..rrr.hmm...^_^....[!ZAP!] : light went off. >_< Ssssshh!!@%@#!!. hhh...hhh......Reboot....*waiting*...Relaxed, yap, windows starts. http://..... started all over again. tick tack tack tick..krrr....Sip. Yes. Done. Publish. *click*. uploading.....loading......%%%....Done. Darn! Error!?!#@@#%^&#^#%^$!!@#$!!!! Zut!. Argh. Ilfil gw.

*sigh*

*)now I know the importance of back-up...sshhh

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A few days ago, Bewildered in a midst of 'Worms' and 'Sigmas' on Risk and Uncertainty subject*, I realized that I couldn't grasp the whole idea without getting the substantial concept of risk itself**. Getting back to the definition and concept part, I came across a phrase goes like :


"A Risk is like love."


Uhm. You may blink. Twice....No. Three times would be fine. OK.

Now, go on.

"It's tangible, you can feel it there, but it's hardly measurable."


Uhm. Ok. Now you may grin. =D. Well, I'd say it's quite a fine depiction of risk. The default figure of the writer which was a bold proffesor wearing thick glasses and tight squared-patterned shirt suddenly vanished into air, replaced by a figure of a fine intellect gentlemen. :D Hahaha....Whether you buy it or not, it certainly had managed to ease wrinkles above my brows, and raise the edge of my mouth, a bit.

Yes. It works, for a few while. I suppose the opening statement is aimed at leveraging people's l.o.v.e on the risk subject. Well, having to confront once again with the 'worms and sigmas', I'd say it didn't work, mate. At least for me. Nice try. Keep On Practising...

But Anyway, It might work for you guys, metaphoring a subtle idea into something more tangible. Hehe...

Anyway, figured an image relevant to the subject hung here would be nice : here's an old piece. Just one of my mad-art. Hahaha...took this piece while gasping over a laboratory assignment's--which requires me using an old fashioned typing machine!!--deadline, in groggy eyes..or was I weeping?! (*Thus making the image a lil blurry. pardon*). Taken bout 3 years ago. Here's another evidence that art is my--not last, though--resort in depression. Oh no, no, no, no. it's not my current mood. So don't bother to relate.


"Ouch"


OK,that's all for now. Gotta get back down to the matresses****!! Cheerios!!



*)it's a subject which purpose You-Know-But-Should-Never-Be-Mentioned
**)Hate to say this. though.
***)for fellow TI-ers, you should recall what's the initial purpose of that typing machine, don't you?!
****)quoted from "You've Got Mail*

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5:22 PM

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25.8.06




Oh.

I wish I have the guts--Uhum, yea all you need is guts, to distangle ourselves from the entrapment of so called routinity... well, except still in some cases, money does matter as well=p--to just stroll and letting yourself lured by the exotic of this world. Anywhere but static. So much gratifying i believe. But, by bad luck, that chance has never occured to me. Or at least, not as much. Oh No. NO. I should stop blaming it on the weatherman. My apology. I just don't have the uttered-guts. Merde*.


Hence, almost all my travel is not a pure travel. Suppose travelling is done in purpose of ...'pure travelling', I believe the lesson learned upon the journey would be insurmountable. It would be a GRANDE experience. But I, always go travel for occasions. Either it's a seminar, Either it's a documentary movie project, Either it's a family-visit. Any reason would do me fine. Anything. For Travelling. What's wrong doing travel for some occasions? Nothing. It's just that I wish I'd go for NOTHING. to see. Open your mind...and just l e a r n.

Hmm...I haven't done much travelling. Especially by myself. But my first experience of travelling alone has been such a reveille. A reveille to my surroundings and how superficial we are,a la terre. What makes travelling alone differ from travelling with company? According to me, here's a few comparison :

First, you'd get better chance knowing someone new as you have no company and you'd surely HAVE TO mingle with others.Woohoo. New Friends. This important factor is surely significant. as how could you have your picture taken if not asking people passing by? or, how would you know happenings' schedule if not asking to the locals? Oh, or as you travel on board, how would you be such an ignorant for NOT opening a conversation (er..sometimes,"Anyway Busway**--conventional-pardon-if-dull greeting phrase")with people sitting next to you? It might be one way to show how well-mannered you are but I believe you wouldn't be such a dull person would you?

Second, you'd be much more aware of your surroundings. It differs when you travel with friends and jaaaaabbering all the wayyyy, you might miss some mesmerizing scenic views, or even fair fragrant from rose garden you trespass--uhm...Yeah, your mouth would conquer every other sense of you. Believe me.


Well. suppose that's two substantial comparison. It's essential. Coz they're two underlying factors we should always long for in travelling, new friends. l e a r n and perpetual search of experience.l e a r n.

Well, of course. there are disbenefits as well. And it's a matter of currency. As travelling together would certainly require less nominal. Welll, whether travelling alone or with company, it's your heart that you should always open and to reveille, in all your senses.

Anyway, I was going to tell you bout my first travel alone. But save it for later. *Giggles*

Cheers'



Coutesy image of stinapersson.com. Loving her work. =D
*) Merde (fr) : Zut : Quelle grave : Darn.
**) Anyway Busway : basa-basi. kata Deni, disadur dari kata-kata Hilmi. halah.
***) Travail (fr) : to work ; Pas Travail : Is not to work..
Anyway,banner : not-even-a-scribble. just a banner. Dull one. apapun yang cepat.


"To travel, is hopefully not to Travail. Parce que, travail, est dur"

=p, tulisan ini terinspirasi ma Marina yang berani menjelajah belantara Eropah. Sendirian. Salut lah sist! =D

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10:34 AM

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Memento...#1

This, would be my first Memento.

As its real definition : A Memento is a reminder of past events, so will be my posts in Memento.

I believe, Our brain defragmant itself. It partitions, getting rid of those memories never recalled, and put front those memories actively used. Oh. I wouldn't get my brain cleanswept though. Those which never been recalled, hopefully remains. as mementoes. But in case it really fades, then here it is.

This is anyway what my blog meant to be in the first place. To be a brain defragmanter. Remember?


My first memento would be....about my grandfather.

"Nduk...", mendengar yangkung* memanggil, kaki-kaki kecilku melangkah ke halaman belakang. Tak lupa memakai sendalku yang pet-pot-pet-pot bunyinya. Favoritku. Favorit anak umur 5 tahun.**

Waktu itu masih sangat pagi, yang kuingat, Langit masih berwarna biru. Biru. Biru tua. Senang sekali aku bernafas lewat mulut, karena setiap kepulan uap yang dihasilkan...rasanya...ajaib. Waktu itu.

Aktivitas hari itu adalah rutinitas pagi yangkung. Beliau memelihara beberapa ekor ayam. Ayam jago. Ada beberapa kalau tidak salah. masing-masing di sebuah sangkar yang besar. Menurutku. Waktu itu.

Berbekal kantong keresek yang cukup besar--Oh, percayalah, semuanya terasa sangat besar waktu itu!--kami melenggang keluar rumah. Rumah itu. Hamid Rusdi 131 Malang. Hanya menyebrang jalan, kami memasuki hutan. (Minimal, dulu itu berasa seperti hutan), Hutan yang dipenuhi oleh pohon-pohon pisang. Pohon-pohon pisang yang daunnya menggelung. Yak. Menggelung. Aku tidak pernah lagi menemukan--atau mencari--daun pisang yang menggelung sekarang-sekarang ini. Mungkin akan kucoba cari. Nanti.

Mataku terkagum-waktu waktu yangkung membuka gelungan daun pisang yang besar itu dan sekonyong-konyong seekor ulat berwarna putih menggelontor dari dalamnya. Menggeliat, resah. Seperti ada tangan raksasa besar yang menyingkap selimut hangatnya. Ulat itu besar. BESAR. Kenyal. Nampak seperti moci dipotong2. Bertepung di badannya. Persis seperti moci. Nyam. Tetap menggeliat, ulat itu dimasukkan ke dalam kantong keresek. Buka gelungan lain, ambil ulatnya. Buka lagi, ambil ulatnya...

Menyusuri hutan pohon pisang, banyak gelungan daun kami buka, kadang ada isinya--Besar seperti moci panjang, menggeliat-geliat resah--, kadang kosong. Mungkin lagi kebelakang. Ulatnya. Ritual Pagi.

Entah kenapa, begitu banyak ulat yang kami ambil setiap hari, pada keesokan harinya gelungan-gelungan daun ulat itu tetap ada dimana-mana.

Aku selalu senang berjalan-jalan pagi dengan yangkung. Menapaki rumput gajah di lapangan yang embunnya yang berkilauan diterpa mentari pagi, berlari-lari kecil, sekedar membuat kakiku basah. Rumput menempel disana sini. Segar. Memasuki hutan. dan keluar menemukan langit yang sedikit lebih terang warnanya....

Yangkung yang aku ingat adalah sosok yang kalem, tak banyak berkata-kata. Tapi telah menjadi inspirasiku selama ini. Teladanku dalam mengambil tindakan. Bersikap. Berpendirian. Hebatnya, selalu dalam kebenaran, sesuai dengan namanya, Yahdi.

Kangen rasanya, mengingat kebiasaannya menjilat telingaku. Geli. atau Bergaya memainkan piano dari tulang rusukku yang menyembul-nyembul. Waktu itu Lho. Ehm, atau pijatan a la yangkung : melipat-lipat kulit punggung. Nyeri tapi berasa. Teknik yang kuadopsi sampai sekarang kalau lagi berkesempatan memijat orang.


Hhhh...


Memento ini menjadi penting saat-saat sekarang. Karena kuingat ucapannya diakhir-akhir hayatnya. 7 tahun yang lalu.

"...Yangkung ingin liat kamu wisuda dulu..."...


.........


* )Yangkung : Eyang Kakung : Kakek : Granpa : GrandPere : Opa : Aki
**)Anak 5 tahun jaman sekarang pun, aku yakin masih suka dengan model sendal pet-pot-pet-pot ini. Everlasting fashion.

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12:41 AM

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Oh!

24.8.06





"Finally found you..."

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11:01 PM

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Hm..Continuing my idleness..oh gawd. *I shouldn't be doing this!!argghh* focus. focus.

Neah,actually, I wanna know whether this idleness is actually worth doing: Calculating my bed time : I went to bed at 4am last nite. I start doing this-art-wannabe at 8am, until 9.30am. Hm. Suppose I was still still sleeping, 4 to 9.30, then I'd be sleeping 5.30hours. very much reasonable. Then It's ok. It's my own life that I corrupt.





sick. of everything. Deploring each circumstances exist at the very moment*


Just realized. It always occurs to me. But my creativity is linearly correlated to my...agony.=p intriguing word hein?!

The more I'm depressed. The more creative (wannabe) I am. You'll find out.

Alas, I'm depressed when I should be doing a very important task. Thus, my creativity initiative has ALWAYS been destructive!

but. enjoy.

and Brit. Focus. One. Two. Three. bathe, and get serious.

oh, i'll have to post this first.

*)artwork in madness. kewl, I'd say. =D. 20 layered piece. Helluva experiment. If this is a layer cake. then You'd be full.

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posted by scttrBrain
9:31 AM

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Grin,

23.8.06


Idling over a new Businessweek's mag, Took liberty to fetch up a quote from A BankNIagaAds. It goes like this :

Wanita hanya mengimpikan 1 hal saja : s e g a l a n y a,


Can't help but grin. :D

*)image courtesy of stinnapersson.com.

posted by scttrBrain
9:28 PM

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wishlist#1




I want this for my birthday....

I WANT THIS FOR MY BIRTHDAY!!!! *shrieks*

keren ya...uuhh...girlmadethis.com

ada yang mo beliin? hhehehee

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6:22 PM

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will the inertia take course ?

Ok.

It's wednesday, and I violated my own promise. Sorry for not coming. I'll come tomorrow. as morning as possible. err.. not exactly. after that yoga-dangdut session lah. err..but what should I bring? I've nothing to deliver. I've encountered a cul-de-sac. hh, I'm supposed to meet you, ask you bout this. Hell. why did I sleep anyway. I should have gone. Arggh. I should GO. TOMORROW. yes, tomorrow after yoga.yes.

Ok.

Tick tock, tick tock, the sound's truly irritating. as if my life bar shortens so vividly. horrible. It's 5.45 pm. What have I done today? Big Null. nothing. d-argh. No. I've done that raison d'etre. at least. yea-rite. and sleep all the way. Hmmh.. I need a sip of choclate. nope. A bite. I'll check my friggie latter. check my stock. Why my mind rumbling bout food when I actually have to undergo a torcherous TA session in this... Suppose it should be N O W. but. still, I need a choclate first. A bit of endorphin shot to the head. Perhaps. ehm. or Coffee? I'd need a dope of it too. It doesn't make anything out last nite, hope It might do ce soir. Coffee?! wouldn't help. *snif*. coffeee..mocha? might do. yeah.

Brit!!! You don't know what yer doing. your mind is a total mush. Why are you here! FS. BLog. gmail. YM. play. sleep. TA for bit. read by bit. busweek.visit cnn.read bout that bulb-brainy and fortunately cashy silicon valley youngsters in hotspot. wow. amazed. watch tv. silet. d-oh. horrible. bathe. have to stop this. TA. TA. Deadline suppose this afternoon. this afternoon. it's over. violate my promise. tomorrow then. tomorrow. YES! tomorrow.

Fokus Bronkus. Count. One. Two. Three.

A Crying baby. from next door. The sound's not helping. Please help me. Why am I here. OK. Stop. Take it easy. Take one step to another.

Ok. You're still here.

Calm down. just publish and leave.

publish and leave.

Hungry. no. no. just need a shot. Now, Grab a coffie mocca. Don't forget what to do next.

No sugar. please. a lil bit will do.

Ok. Fokus.

FOcus.

Argh

It's inertia. I can't help.

Please.

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5:33 PM

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Layerthis. duplicate. enlarge. duplicate. smaller please. once again. and again. dodge. burn. feather. blend. colour. no. hardmix. no. colourdodge. yes. fine.openfile. addlayer. screen. wow. neat. multiply.mm..duplicate. blurry. romantika.elah. no.gaussianblur. nice. textaddup.hmm...

exactly how I feel at this v e r y m o m e n t.

I just want to break free

hmm.u know what? this one reminds me of ganesha-bird-target-field*.dear campus.no. don'tthinkboutthat. cropthis. putthisonfs. ieekk. thecrop'snot fine. please. gotnotime. toomuchhussle. argh. spent sometime and this is the result? kiddingme. sickening. ah. whateva. justapieceofmy-mushy-mind. in a run.


*Jl.Ganesha,jalan kebanggan kampusku yang tak pernah lepas dari serangan T*I.


feel free to download. it's your monitor size!

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5:14 PM

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On being a pirate

18.8.06


Setuju gak?

There's nothing more gratifying than :

Luring across the alley of Kota Kembang, loaded w/ coupla thousand rupiahs and you can bag home buncha entertainments: festival movies, academie award winner, dangduts, apa kek you name it.. Woohoo!

Ato,

Browsing di rileks, semaleman ngedonlot ampe kering dorama2 jepang ato serial2 amrik tergress (saahh...gresss)...

Ato,

Dikit-dikit mencet tombol next karena selesai mbaca satu lembar komik manga--moga-moga bukan hentai--on the net.

Oh, bukan cuma buat entertain yourself, but also to educate yourself :

nangkring di mang CD diblakang ITB (kenapa belakang? ya daripada didepan jadi target latian tembaknya burung koak...hayoh?!), sekedar mbolak-mbalik katalog fotokopian item putih nyari cd-cd aplikasi simulasi versi terbaru.

Ato,

Kesenengan dapet share e-books dari temen, on the subject you really long for all these times...pas buat TA, mungkin?

Ato,

Ndengerin lagu kematian yang suka kedengeran klo kita lagi buka crack-crack aplikasi...bari aplikasi cracknya juga bergambar tengkorak.

Dasar pirates.

Tapi, tak bisa kusangkal, klo boleh aku tutup juga satu mataku.
I'm a pirate too.

***

Tapi, kebayang gak sih teman,

Apa jadinya klo dunia ini gada piracy.

Well, to degenerallize, apa jadinya Indonesia tanpa piracy.

Hmm...maybe more degeneralizing, apa jadinya UBRIT tanpa piracy...

Gak punya duit mamaaakkk! Mau nyoba aplikasi baru susah, windows aja pirated. Mau denger MP3 boro2. Mau beli? Uh Oh. Wait. Mau liat film2 terbaru...kali streaming prepet-prepet...mana kuat...

Would we even live? yea. d-Uh. But, to what degree?

viva piracy!


(*hehe menyamangati 61 tahun Indonesia Merdeka kok begini ya?*)

MERDEKA !! -equally for piracy!- =D

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