Stupido Ritmo by Float Project

I'll post a lyric. A song from Float Project, titled Stupido Ritmo. I was touched by this song when the radio club in which I participate held Backstage, an indie music festival, and Float Project became one of our guest star. This song reminds me of someone, and I always smile when I hear it.

You and I painting rainbows when no rain falls on our wall

Smelling raindrops on a hilltop as they fall

You and I laughing loudly with no reasons in our walk

Chasing sunsets, dancing minuet in the dark

Why don't we just disappear

If that could keep us here?

You and I sharing snow fall and the beach sand in our thoughts

Writing love words with our whispers in our hearts

You and I stealing kisses from each other when we fight

Making wishes on the same star every night

Why don't we just dream away

If that could make us stay?

Why can't we just dream away?

We're not real, anyway

ta ra ta ta ta ta ta ra ta ta

ra ta ta ra ta ta ta ra

ta ra ta ta ta ta ta ra ta ta

ra ta ta ra ta ta ta ra

Why don't we just stay this high?

Pretend we're all that fly

Why can't we just stay this high?

We might rule our own sky

You and I singing solo our very own silly song

Playing lovers of all edens all life long

All life long

All life long

S 

Resurrection, maybe?

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Maaf karena sudah menerlantarkanmu selama kurang lebih tiga bulan. Sebagai mahasiswa tingkat akhir, masa studi saya sudah tiba di hilir. Semester lalu saya begadang, putar otak, cari wangsit sampai sembelit hanya untuk untuk lulus mata kuliah yang akan mementukan nasib di tahun terakhir.

Kali ini saya mau cerita. Tentang hasrat, mimpi, dan memori yang sudah lama mati suri.

Sewaktu kecil saya suka menulis tetapi sekarang kesukaan saya yang satu itu sudah sangat jarang dilakukan. Kenapa? Entahlah. Mungkin karena kesibukan akademis dan non-akademis saya. Dua kegiatan itu terkadang sangat menyita waktu sehingga waktu luang saya biasanya digunakan untuk tidur.

Dulu saya banyak membaca novel. Saya juga rajin mencoba menulis novel. Semasa sekolah dulu saya banyak membaca teen-lit dan chic-lit. Beranjak ke SMA dan kuliah saya mulai membaca semi literatur, roman, dlsb. Saya ingat sewaktu SD saya suka menulis cerita pendek. Sebagian besar tema cerpen saya tetang kisah cinta puteri dan pangeran. Cerpen-cerpen itu saya tulis dengan tulisan tangam. Kalau tidak salah saya punya 2-3 buku yang berisi cerpen saya. Sayangnya buku-buku itu entah di mana rimbanya.

Duduk di bangku SMP dan SMA saya kadang-kadang masih suka menulis. Saya menulis cerita picisan. Tokohnya biasanya remaja. Sungguh sayang tidak ada satu pun cerita-cerita saya yang "jadi". Kenapa? Saya selalu membaca ulang cerita saya sebelum benar-benar selesai dan selalu tidak puas dengan hasilnya.

Meskipun saya sudah jarang menulis, saya masih ingin menjadi seorang penulis. Ya. Itu salah satu hasrat, mimpi dan memori saya sejak kecil.

Salah satu? Lantas yang lain apa? Menari tradisional. Ya. Dulu saya suka menari. Kebanyakan tarian kreasi. Saya pun sudah lupa pakah saya pernah menarikan tarian tradisional  atau belum. Yang jelas kisah karir menari dan menulis saya tidak jauh berbeda. Terpaksa dimatisurikan karena ada tuntutan peran dan kewajiban baru.

Kemarin seharian saya di kamar membaca novel Perahu Kertas karya Dee. Tersentil. Saya sangat amat tersentil dengan ceritanya. Cerita kedua tokoh utama yang masih setia memenuhi hasrat dan mewujudkan mimpi mereka; menjadi pelukis dan juru dongeng. Di buku itu ada saat yang saya sebut sebagai mati suri. Saat kedua tokoh berhadapan dengan  realitas; saat Keenan vacuum melukis dan Kugy sibuk sebagai copywriter. Itu mati suri mereka, tapi mereka bangkit lagi. Melukis dan membuat dongeng akhirnya belum ditahbiskan sebagai memori ketika mereka sudah memiliki karir yang katanya realistis.

Saya berdoa. Semoga sekarang lah saatnya mati suri mimpi-mimpi dan hasrat-hasrat saya disudahi. Saya ingin sekali menghidupkan mereka kembali. Saya ingin menulis lagi. Saya ingin menari (kali ini tarian tradisional) lagi. Saya ingin mimpi-mimpi saya hidup. Saya ingin hasrat-hasrat saya terpuaskan. Saya ingin memori-memori saya diproyeksikan di kehidupan saya sekarang.

S

BAND AUDITION FOR BACKSTAGE 2011

107.9 RTC UI FM will be throwing the 13th LIVECOUSTIC by the end of this month. Follow RTC UI official twitter account to stay alert.

AND ALSO . . .

107.9 RTC UI FM proudly presents, BAND AUDITION for Backstage 2011. For those who want their bands to be more famous and hype. Join our group on facebook and follow our twitter. Get our update and experience the new taste of Indonesian music.

-S

E.T. by Katy Perry ft. Kanye West

You're so hypnotizing

Could you be the devil?

Could you be an angel?

Your touch, magnetizing

Feels like I am floating

Leave my body glowing

They say, "Be afraid"

You're not like the others, futuristic lover

Different DNA, they don't understand you

PRE-CHORUS

You're from a whole another world

A different dimension, you open my eyes

And I'm ready to go, lead me into the light

CHORUS

Kiss me, k-k-kiss me

Infect me with your love

And fill me with your poison

Take me, t-t-take me

Wanna be your victim, ready for abduction

Boy, (boy), you're an alien

Your touch so foreign

It's supernatural, extraterrestrial

You're so supersonic

Wanna feel your powers

Stun me with your lasers

Your kiss is cosmic

Every move is magic

PRE-CHORUS

You're from a whole another world

A different dimension, you open my eyes

And I'm ready to go, lead me into the light

CHORUS

Kiss me, k-k-kiss me

Infect me with your love

And fill me with your poison

Take me, t-t-take me

Wanna be your victim, ready for abduction

Boy, (boy), you're an alien

Your touch so foreign

It's supernatural, extraterrestrial

There is this transcendental

On another level

Boy, you're my lucky star

I wanna walk on your wave length

And be there when you vibrate

For you I risk it all, all

All

CHORUS

Kiss me, k-k-kiss me

Infect me with your love

And fill me with your poison

Take me, t-t-take me

Wanna be your victim, ready for abduction

Boy, (boy), you're an alien

Your touch so foreign

It's supernatural, extraterrestrial

Extraterrestrial

Extraterrestrial

Boy, you're an alien

Your touch so foreign

It's supernatural

Extraterrestrial

*This song is really suit my feeling to my new idol, initial B"T"A. It's probably not a good idea because of his relationship status, but WHO CARES?!  щ(ºДºщ)_)_)_)_)_)_)

-S

Digital Love by Alphabeat (covered)

Last night I had a dream about you
In this dream I'm dancing on right beside you
And it looked like everyone was having fun
The kind of feeling I've waited so long

Don't stop come a little closer
As we jam the rhythm gets stronger
There's nothing wrong with just a little little fun
We were dancing all night long

The time is right to put my arms around you
You're feeling right
You wrap your arms around too
But suddenly I feel the shining sun
Before I knew it this dream was all gone

Ooh I don't know what to do
About this dream and you
I wish this dream comes true

Ooh, I don't know what to do
About this dream and you
We'll make this dream come true

Why don't you play the game?
Why don't you play the game?

*The night before my 21st birthday, I had a dream about my hug-able best friend. Yes, we

haven't met for a very long time and we text rarely. It was the most "galau" birthday in my

entire life. Well, I hope I'll see him soon :)

-S

The Embarrassing Saturday

OK. It was very long time since my last post. I was so not into write anything, lately.. And also my dearest assignments, they're really screwed me the worse way than it were.

So here's the story goes... It was one Saturday when my mother, father, and sister pick me up from the boarding house. We went to a wedding party of my relative. We can really skip this because it's not the story that I want to tell. At night we (my mother, father, sister, and I) want to visit my uncle, he was retired but still active but unfortunately he is sick. Before we come into his house, I offer myself to accompany my mother. We're in the car and in a very FAIL looking when my father stop the car outside the mall and my mother (as always) was panic because the car was not stop in the proper place. Hearing that my mother panic and ask me to get out from the car faster, I come out with the very FAIL looking.

Then my father driving the car away, he was waiting in front of my uncle home. Yes, the mall and my uncle home is only several step away. I start to following my mother when I realized there's something wrong with my shoes. This is what I saw when I looked down.

Yes.. that was the hyper fail looking I've ever go out with. The black shoes is with heels and the green one is a flat.  My mother start laughing and panic. And me.. I'm just laughing and no panic at all. "What should we do? Your father was just driving away the car!" said mother. "Easy.. I can make it." answered me before realize it was Saturday night and the (they think they're) IT teenagers are going to spend their so called weekend with boyfriend or the gang.

Inside the mall, I realized it and start to worry abut my super fail looking. But I was acting cool. I called Bena instead of worrying about the shoes. It was success, I think. So, that night, I was walking around the mall with a different kind and color of shoes. What. Up.

-S

6th Semester Treat Me (NO) Better

Hello again.. sorry for the absent of post a thing. My 6th semester has just begun, and it's treat me NO better. When you're in the last year of college, you should be ready if the lecturer ask the topic of your thesis. Yes, here in my country, if we want to get the undergraduate degree we have to write a thesis. It's not as complicated as the graduate student have to do, but the misery is just the same.

JSYK, I always stocked the instant coffee to keep my eyes open during the semester so that I can finish all my assignments. But in this very first week of college, I running out of all my coffee. I have to restocked very soon.

So.. I had this one assignment last week. I have to find 10 sources as my thesis cornerstone in 5 days. There are 8 students will presenting their annotated bibliography at the 2nd meeting. And yes, I'm included of those lucky students. By this post, I want to share a lil' bit mess of my desk when I'm doing my presentation.

I hope I have more time to laid down this week. *just saying*

-S