indonesian newspapers & television these days are filled with the news on the preparation of the upcoming visit from the president of the united states. yep, bush is coming to town. indonesia anonymus has already posted their point of view on the news. for me, i couldn't care less, really.. except that it seems the couple of hours visit has drawn up so much attention, money and sacrifice for the indonesian people, especially those who live in jakarta and bogor. and for what?
is bush really worth all of that?
maybe to some people. but for me, i don't f*cking think so. i don't think he's worth all of that. well, i'm not one to talk about politics here. i'd rather not cuz i still think my knowledge is still limited to write about politics, let alone make comments on it. all i know i disagree with many of his decisions and political views, even when i was still in the US and he was the president (which i still think he cheated on the first election.. but i don't get how he gets elected for the second time? doh!)
but i cannot stay quiet after reading the news that the city officials plan to announced public holidays to students, on the day bush come for a visit to their town. whaatttt??? how stupid is that?
who the hell is he anyways? do we need to sacrifice education of the future generations just to make sure that the president who reads upside down would come for a visit? are we so in debt with the US that we'd go that far to please them?
a bunch of friends made this a topic of our friday-night conversation. discussing about the heightened of security around the bogor palace, creating traffic and issues around the bogor area. how about the fact that we have to build a helipad inside the palace to accommodate his visit cuz he insists to meet our president there? why? jakarta is not safe enough? well, maybe he should think about that when he made the decision of visiting indonesia in the first place? for all i know, let those secret service clean up the gutter around the palace while making sure no bombs are planted, isn't that a scene?
and what is his agenda anyways? it's still unknown.. i think it's just one of his efforts to create publicity so that he looks like he doesn't have all this personal revenge against muslims.
anyways, i don't get it.
i hope our officials can see that too. and for that, they don't need to sacrifice a lot just for the couple of hours visit. and the people take things into their own hands by doing a hocus pocus on the day of the visit (pake santet bo...! now i wonder who's more stupid?).
well... with all these talks and publicity... at the end of the day, he is the president of the most powerful country in the world. the most (un)wanted here apparently. ha!
this is a cool site created by my dear friend, hanzky. a girl i knew from blog world a while ago, when blogging was not as popular as now, when she was still single and still in school (now she's married with a cute kid and a full-time housewife with an MBA degree :P )
from blog, we became good friends in real life. like myself, she continues to exist in the blogging world.
not so long ago, i was asked a simple question by my dear one. he asked me why i love him? without thinking, i thought all the answers i can give cuz i know why truly that i love him. cuz my heart said so. but the answer was so-ever tough cuz i couldn't express it in words without sounding like i made it up just for the sake of it.
it took me a couple of days later until i can give the answer that satisfies me. but even that, i think it still lacks of something.
and for that i think that's why it is love. it is something you can't figure out for sure. it is sometimes out of your logical sense. it is beyond your understanding. it is there cuz you feel it. truly.
couple of days after that i finally saw this movie i've been wanting to see for a while. at the end, the main actress read this poem by e. e. cummings to her sister on her wedding day. it was lovely.
too bad i'm no poet. i couldn't make up those words for you, but you know that's how i feel.
i carry your heart with me i carry it in my heart
i am never without it anywhere i go, you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling
i fear no fate for you are my fate, my sweet.
i want no world, for, beautiful.. you are my world, my true
here is the deepest secret no one knows here is the root of the root; and the bud of the bud; and the sky of the sky; of a tree called life which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart i carry it in my heart
- from "in her shoes"
:: sLesTa
>> posted on 11/09/2006 06:01:00 PM | [
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:: Monday, November 6 ::
>> MENGEJAR VANILLA LATTE
hari itu masih pagi di akhir pekan. matahari baru saja terbit dan aku sudah meluncur ke arah pondok indah, menuju rumah salah satu sahabatku. selang setengah jam, aku telah tiba. mataku masih mengantuk. tapi berusaha menyegarkan diri dengan pemikiran akan mampir di warung kopi kesayanganku untuk memesan segelas vanila latte panas favoritku di pagi hari.
sambil menunggu sahabatku yang satu lagi datang, kita mulai bersiap2 berangkat. rencananya kita mau memberi surprise sahabat kami yang tinggal di bandung. dia baru saja melahirkan bayi mungil cantik, anak keduanya, sekalian early birthday surprise. ultahnya jatuh di hari senin - hari ini - dan kita tak mungkin datang untuk merayakan bersamanya. sebelum berangkat menuju tol, kita mampir ke pusat perbelanjaan dekat rumah temanku untuk membeli donat impor yang memang kesukaan temanku yang di bandung itu. dulu, sewaktu kami masih menghuni kota beton yang tak pernah tidur itu, donat buatan amerika ini sering menjadi menu sarapan pagi kami, terkadang jadi teman gosip pagi hari kami di kala berakhir pekan bersama. kebetulan donat impor ini baru ada di jakarta saja, dan semenjak dia masih hamil besar, dia sudah sering meminta untuk membawakannya donat impor itu kalau kami datang ke kota nya.
seusai membeli dua lusin donat yang masih hangat itu, kita bertiga langsung meluncur ke arah tol cikampek. aku tak sempat membeli segelas kopi kesayanganku, karena kedai kopi nya belom buka sepagi itu. besides, kita ingin cepat2 sampai di bandung, dan berpikir kita bisa pick up on the way saja.
selama di perjalanan, kami sibuk ngobrol & becanda. sudah lama tak jumpa, kami ingin berbagi cerita. tak terasa kami sudah di jalan lumayan lama.. tapi kok... loh? bukankah kedai kopi itu baru saja terlewat? yaaahh.. ga jadi deh beli vanilla latte nya. padahal aku sudah menginginkan minuman itu dari tadi pagi. sudah terbayang2 untuk jadi teman perjalanan ke bandung. tapi yah, terlewat..
karena tak mungkin untuk memutar arah mobil kami, akhirnya kami memutuskan untuk membelinya ketika kita sampai di tujuan saja. toh cabang kopi kesayangan kami itu, ada disana. ya yaa.. kenapa tidak? menunggu sejam lagi juga tidak terlalu lama kok.
sekeluarnya kami dari pintu tol, kami langsung melihat peta untuk menuju pusat perbelanjaan yang mempunya cabang kedai kopi itu. sambil memberi petunjuk jalan, kami ngobrol ini itu. lalu tiba di perempatan dan temanku langsung membelokkan arah mobil ke sebelah kanan. loh? ini arahnya kemana ya? di peta tidak terlihat seperti ini. yah, ini sih kita bisa langsung ke rumah sakit aja, daripada muter lagi.. dan terperangkap di tengah2 kemacetan kota bandung di akhir pekan. lagian, kita bisa mampir setelah dari rumah sakit saja kok! yahhh.. vanilla latte kesayanganku mesti ditunda lagi deh.. tapi aku tak putus asa. hari masih panjang, aku bisa membelinya setelah dari rumah sakit saja, deh!
setibanya di rumah sakit, temanku langsung berteriak senang ketika melihat wajah kami bertiga nongol di pintu kamar nya. setelah ngobrol dan tanya ini itu ttg waktu dia bersalin malam lalu & melepas kangen, tak terasa perut kami pun mulai terasa lapar. lalu kami pun pamit untuk pergi makan siang, ditemani dengan suami sang teman. pilihan kami tertuju ke tempat bebek bakar yang sudah lama tak aku datangi. wah, pasti enak! ketika melihat menu, terlihat menu pilihan untuk minuman yang dari setadi pagi sudah aku idam2kan! tapi kami menahan diri.. nanti sajalah, kita membeli dari kedai kopi kesayangan kami saja! lalu kami pun memesan makan siang kami.
selesai makan siang, kami pun meluncur balik ke arah rumah sakit. suami sang teman bertanya apabila kami ingin mampir ke kedai kopi kesayangan. karena kekenyangan, kami bilang.. nanti saja lah, sebelum perjalanan pulang kami ke jakarta. ya yaa.. itu lebih baik! walopun kami benar2 sudah sakaw deh.. hehe..
menjelang sore, kami pun pamit pulang untuk kembali ke jakarta. sebelom masuk ke arah tol, seperti yang kami rencanakan sedari tadi, kami akan mampir ke kedai kopi kesayangan itu. tapi karena tempatnya melewati tempat kue untuk beli buah tangan, aku minta mampir dulu. setelah membeli buah tangan untuk orang rumah, aku melihat kedai es krim. wah seperti nya enak! jadilah aku memesan satu cup es krim rasa rum raisin, yang kemudian diikuti oleh kedua sahabatku.
sesampainya di mobil.. dan menuju ke kedai kopi.. kami kok tiba2 merasa eneg untuk membeli kopi karena kekenyangan makan es krim. apalagi temanku juga memesan es krim rasa kopi. dan karena kita juga akan melewati pintu tol arah jakarta.. akhirnya dengan spontan kita memutuskan.. yah, beli di jakarta aja deh!!
two and a half hours later... kita tiba di jakarta! perut kami terasa mulai lapar lagi, yah..karena memang sudah saatnya makan malam. tapi akhirnya setelah seharian sudah muter kesana kesini tanpa memenuhi rasa craving kami, akhirnya kita memutuskan.. mari ke kedai kopi kesayangan saja! so we can end our day happily..
hahhaha.. akhirnya kita kembali ke titik nol. ke pusat perbelanjaan tempat kami membeli donat impor untuk teman kami yang di bandung tadi pagi, dan kita pun bergerak menuju kedai kopi kesayangan. segelas vanilla latte hangat sudah ada di tanganku. hmm...
it literally took us from jakarta to bandung and back until we get it. demi secangkir vanilla latte hangat dari kedai kopi kesayangan... hmm, what a tiring day! :)
