Reasons to have (actual) (legitimate) hope

The H word. I wont be living this world until now, if i don't have hope. For me hope is the elixir of life, yes unlike glasses of beer you and I drink every month. Eternal optimist says, without hope there would be no....hope. These are my glass-half-full, silver-lined, carpe-diemed, don't-worry-be-happy reasons not to be so freakin depressed,

1. Ecclesiastes 3:11 - he has made everything beautiful in its time. he has also set eternity in the hears of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from the beginning to end.

2. Food; every kind of food, except Vietnamese, maybe.

3. The sweet anonymity of Blackberry. Just found out there are already so many application all waiting to be injected in my Blackberry, and my current addiction is (I know its lame) Monopoly.

4. My friends egocentric yet undeniably addictive twitters.

5. Public enemies, a guy movie. Johnny Depp as John Dillinger. Christian Bale as the G-man who takes him down. And Michael Mann making it all looks awesome.

6. The simple and gratifying fact that the Mars Rovers have been roving the red planet 5 years longer than the most optimistic NASA geeks thought possible. Living here for our grandchildren?

7. $16 bottles of dessert wine. Moscato - don't really know what it means, don't really care. But for me, this is one of the greatest, easiest to find, most viscerally satisfying values in the world of alcohol (if you said so).

8. People with their own characteristics which make the world so colorful.

9. Prayer for SBY. Our leader who is going to remake his cabinet for the next five years in order to face a long list of nearly impossible tasks: stop the corruption, finding and jailing the corruptor, finding a man called Noordin M Top, expand economy, guarding our coast.

10. Embrace cheap noodles- bakmi, ramen, soba, udon, and pho- that don't come in a Styrofoam and have “instant” word in its package.

11. The vast selection of potato chips. Current addiction: the cheapo smiths bbq ribs.

12. Dewi lestari still publishes a book. My favourite writer, my favourite neighbor, and I just can’t wait for her new “Perahu Kertas” novel to come out soon.

13. 2012 is that much closer. And when it passes author/end of days enthusiast Daniel Pinchbeck and the rest of the Mayan-apocalypse believers will finally have to shut up.

14. Picture says all :

15. Valentino Rossi, my favourite sportsman and entertainer. Yes please make your way to Formula One.

16. Jakarta. As I wrote before, I love Jakarta, always do, will always. Anyway, its funny when I put Jakarta on my hope lists, since hope on Jakarta (as many Villagers think) has infact pushing the urbanization and took part in making Jakarta a more-than-crowded (I dont know the phrase) city.

17. My life through lenses. From my camera lens to my phone’s, digital images and technology have brought me and you to the whole new level in remembering and reminiscing life. Current crave:

18. My song collection and how they influence my mood each and every day.

19.Tim Robbins and Morgan Freeman - Shawshank Redemption. Some birds aren't meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bight. I don't want to be put in some box. I want to spread my wings, so I can look back on life and say. "That was a good run"

20. I'm still keeping this part to myself at the moment. =)

indonesia im coming back (again)

last week of bachelor degree (?), last week of essaying, last week of winter, last week of layer clothing, last week of quality Thai food, last week in Sydney for Sydney Uni (?)

as seen above, from those six statements, only three are certain for me. I just have soo many thoughts that are preventing my blood to fill my brain at the moment. I believe there are so many uncertain things in life. and I hate uncertainties.

last week, just when I thought a school or so-called university life has become so lame, un-cool and boring at the same time when you are 21, I found just what I need to do in the next two or three years, doing a master degree.

sometimes things just came up out of no where and slap you in the face then ran away.

oh well, at this time the only thing that can alter my focus to this kresi world is my next trip to Jakarta. As it always does. I can smell an all year long summer there, when other people in northern or southern part of the world think that summer is a bewildering concept, and without winter it wouldn’t exist the same way glory would be indescribable to someone who have never experienced the opposite – tragedy and tribulation, bla bla bla.

Usually people in the developed world perceive summer as a destination, and keep him running on the treadmill of life in anticipation of reaching the pinnacle summer month. And the reasons for dreaming of it are many; parks and gardens are painted in vivid coloured plants, the gloomy mood of winter is washes away with warm ocean waves, days are longer and skirts worn by women are shorter and sexier.

The reasons for skipping the dream of Jakarta are also many; sweating (wtf right) but it is undeniably the prevalent agony of summer – in particular having to wash clothes after each use (thank God to my mbaks) – but I hate it when I have to ripple through the indescribable smell of smelly people in the crowded area, followed by the all day long traffic jams, with very bad messed ups! I mean mass transportation service, which made whoever argues that an automobile is an unnecessary commodity in Jakarta should rethink their viewpoint from now on, which then leads us to bad city weather, afterward high rate of social differences, where the rich get richer and the poor get left further behind. Oh its just how the earth behave these days, right? When a problem leads to other problems, and with people lose their brain, people lose their house, people lose their child, people lose their virginity (I know I have to stop now).

We should thank the massive population we have in Indonesia, when we can buy people at 'cheap' price. while problems in Jakarta lead to the luxury of the grandiose choice of having a ‘chauffeur’ or so called- sopir! driven car is a near faultless solution to the problem. Relieving yourself from the worries of monitoring the gas meter, stress of finding a parking spot or beating the next yellow lights, you can comfortably and relaxed sit in the for enjoyable reading of the excellent newspaper such as Kompas (haha) and Jakarta Globe. Having time to read the morning papers is a luxury that cannot be indulged by those driving themselves to work. Then issues as at least one 'mbak' at every house has transformed our house as 'Meriton service apartment'.

Apparently what I enjoy the most in Jakarta is that I’m able to spend my life and joy peaks with few or no threats in sights that can disturb (or maybe a few,thanks to parents) the elevated mood on as one enjoys the rollercoaster ride of sunshine, road trips, social gatherings and casual glasses of the infamous wine among Indonesian, a Muscat or Moscato. City workers on the other hand, might think otherwise (feel sorry to them =)).

Oh I cant wait!