the followings are some very limited image of the drum and bass historical journey in d-junction last saturday, my hero danes played some tunes and icham was there as well. these drum and bass series are only the beginning of my images festive for the end of november. enjoy yaw.

secara gw bentar lagi wisuda maka dr sekarang gua udah nyiap-nyiapin apa aja yang kudu gw siapin supaya bisa wisuda november ntar. bayaran-bayaran dari kampus sih udah beres, gw cuma perlu ngurus revisi skripsi gua, it wont take much time, cuma kalo gw males ngerjainnya kayaknya sama aja sih. jadi harus semangat. haha. tanggal 19 ini wisudanya. ga lama lagi tuh. gw denger-denger sih keluarga inti gua bakal datang. itu berarti bokap, nyokap, dan 3 prajurit kecil gw: fanny, ela, ma abel. secara gw udah lama ga ktmu mereka, kangen juga tuh ama wajah2 mereka yang imut2. penasaran udah sejauh apa mereka berubah. apalagi abel. adek gw yg satu ini saraf motoriknya agak lamban, jadi ngomongnya masih kacau. ah kasian sekali kamu. tapi tetep, dia jadi favorit keluarga. soalnya paling bontot, paling lucu lagi. dari gelagat-gelagatnya sih dia juga suka difoto. parah dah. kecil2 udah narsis.berita buruknya adalah di tiket pesawat. gw denger-denger tiket pesawat harganya ngelunjak. ga tau diri tuh pesawat. harga bahan bakar pesawt naik juga ya? ya iyalah harga minyak dunia melambung jack. wah, alamat ga aliat abel dan yang lainnya nih. kata bokap kalo tiketnya kemalahan adek2 gw ga bakalan diajak, jadi bokap gw doang yang bakal datang. kalo dipikir-pikir sih..mereka ga datang juga ga apa-apa. soalnya wisuda itu prosesnya lama, ribet, panas-panas, terus wisudaan tempat gw ngga enak. di lapangan bola yang berpasir itu. mana enak. siang-siang lagi. debunya pada naek. terus adek2 gw yg masih kecil-kecil itu bakal susah dikontrol kayaknya. jadi mikirin siang-siang gitu memburu mereka yang lari kesana-kesini kayaknya males banget. ahhh...bingung deh gua...tapi gw pengen juga sih mereka datang. udah lama banget ngga ktmu. 11 bulan. apa kabar ya...bentar lagi akhir tahun. udah mau natal lagi..uhh. natal tahun ini gimana ya...

eniwe, gw lg dengerin lagunya astrid, vokalis asal surabaya yang dulu sempat menggemparkan (ya ela..) dunia pervideoklipan indo dengan singlenya 'ratu cahaya' secara dia muncul ala bjork, thanks to dimas jay. sekarang dia balik lagi dengan album perdananya. gw penasaran banget. kualitas suaranya emang langka. pop yang ngga standar deh. astrid punya echo yang gw suka. suaranya tuh gabungan ballad, world music, pop iya, alternative oke..kalo ktmu produser yg handal, duh albumnya bisa laris bak kacang rebus. astrid punya range suara yang oke, dan improvisasi yang bagus. menurut gw sih. dan dia bisa membangun base fans yg ckup kuat. gw yg pertama deh.hehehehe.cukup, lagunya yg ini 'cinta itu'nongol di film 'mirror' nya nirina. filmnya sih so so ya..cenderung basi (tapi apa gw bisa bikin film kayak gitu)...ah, singlenya bagus deh..

nyanyiin lagi refr. nya...
hidup astrid!! hehe.
ps: secara tiap lagu ada sejarahnya, gw ga punya sejarah aneh2 sih sama lagu ini. cuma gw pengen banget lagu ini ditujukan buat seseorang yang senyumnya pengen gw tonjok. kangen jack. kangen yang teriris-iris karena gw ga bisa ktmu lo walaupun jogja ini kecil. kangen yang semakin teriris karena lagu ini bikin gw pengen nampol lo. ah sudahlah. pathetic jack. udah denger lagunya shanti yang baru? tambah ancur deh.

in the past few years i have been sick for several times. i have lived for almost 24 years and like any other normal people i fell sick. and this fall, like Lisa a friend of mine of maaaany years from junior high, i fell sick again. of a same sick again. this same illness knocked me down successfully and turned me lame and slow. like a snail. yet, do snail suffer from cold? yes dear, i got a terrible cold for 4 days.

Lisa got her cold because she could not bare the weather. i got sick cause a)well, i suppose the weather is changing somewhere in the city and the wind is cold, but i was not that weak speaking of the wind. when i was that fresh i took my motorcycle buzzing the city and socializing myself. enjoying my time as a fresh graduate bachelor of letters. a fresh label that hangs me in the middle of doubt. where should i step my feet. the education stuffs has finished. i am on my own. i have to set my own path. darn. b) i bought this silly mentol light cigarette. i burn and smoke some of them after i buzzed the city with my bike. i drank one cold cholocate and read some mags. i thought my body could not stand the shock. c)after those 2 i came home and immediately took my bath so that i can prepare myself for another night-wondering with some friends. darn. after the bath i felt different. i thought i was going to be sick.

and i fell sick. it took days for me to recover. the worst part was i usually do not feel such dizzinnes. but now i felt it. it was terrible. one hard step made by my feet would shake my head. everytime i passed the road bumps the same thing would happen.

everyone told me to take a bed rest. i just could not. the boarding house is all empty. everyone is going home for the hari raya lebaran. i wont stay there and (possibly) die on my own. i need to see people, even when i am sick. and there was I. i visited ndute's place and watched TV as usual. that went for 2 days and i still feel terrible. usually with just bottles of mineral water and some fruit i would survive and feel fresh immediately. anyway, that B would help me too. but this B****x did not quite help me now. so i turned my eyes to much more stronger medicine. the kind of medicine that made me scared when i saw the wrapper. the indication. the ingridients. and the contraindication. i wont take those pills, i said to myself. i dont need medicine that made me sleepless, palpitate, or having diarea. Jesus.

but then, one night-when i thought i just could not stand it, i took one of those dangerous medicine. i thought that i would turn to sleep immediately. but apparently not. i turned asleep cause i read the same lame magazine that i have. its my sleeping teraphy.

the next morning i woke up. i did not feel anything, beside a strange cram in my stomache and a weird feeling growing inside. darn, that was the contraindication. that medicine did not work dude. i still feel warm inside and outside. and that lame headache still remain. i wont take that dangerous medicines anymore.

eventually i was cured by... i did not know what did i take that i feel okay now. on sunday nights i just sweating all around in my sleep. i changed clothes twice. and the next morning i feel strangely okay. and i took my first bath in 3 days. disgusting. but thats true.

its weird that this cold always the sickness that easily beats me down everytime. in 2002, i suffer a terrible fever, and odd symptomps of body weakening. i did not quite remember, but i remember that it started with the same fever. i thought that i was going to die, cause it happened for a month or so. i was lame when i sick. i simply could not do things. well, afre there anyone that can do hard things when they're sick. i am strange.

but thats it. i need to discover WHY fever is my fear factor. for those who feel the same raise your ass!