No End

We were sweating all over under the sun. We kept wiping our face with the small towel. The place we chose was satisfying, just like we imagined it would be. It’s perfect.

The place was at Arthayasa Stable, Jakarta. We went there to have a photo shoot for our the end of high school year book. My classmates chose this place. We were separate into groups and each group could decide their own theme. My group consisted of 5 people, 3 boys and 2 girls including me, we picked retro as our theme, because it was somehow epic, plus one of the guys in our group owned a vintage yellow Volkswagen Beattle, it suited our theme perfectly.

My group got the first photo shoot and we surely did take a while to call it as a wrap. We were making so much delay to the other groups. The photographers were our own schoolmates because they don’t have to be paid and they are all great photographers almost professionals, at least that’s what we think of them, but seriously they are great. For further information, the photos on this page aren’t theirs, the photos were all captured by my iphone, that’s why it’s not ‘that’ good. It seems we don’t get enough of ourselves, so after we got our session, some of us made another by ourselves, just for fun.

This one is from another group, they pretended to be equestrians for the photo shoot… Well, actually the guy on the left side is a real equestrians, the stable was actually his idea, the place he used to train.

This pretty girl is one of my closest best friends, we’ve spent 6 years together in the same school. She is the most creative person I’ve ever met, she can changes anything into something. She also great for being a master of ceremonies (MC). She has the ability to solve problems, many people share things to her, because she usually find the way out to whatever they’ve been through. What so great about her, she is a tough woman, the place where I lean on most  of the time. I’m proud for being her best friend.

I’m going to miss high school with my guts, sure I’ve been through so many tiring, stressing, horrible, upsetting things, but I’ve crossed it together with all of my friends, we’ve helped each other through thick and thin until we’ve reach our goal. Of course we had our sweet, happy, beautiful moments too, lots of it. We may have made it to the end of the high school, but there’s no end to the friendship we’ve built…

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Every morning I laid my head on her lap, with my one ear pressed to her stomach, I could hear her stomach grumbled, while my other ear was listening to the sounds outside the car. I bended my legs, so I could fit between my mother and my brother. My dad sat next to our driver, read his newspaper and remained silent. I closed my eyes, trying to let myself to fall asleep. I wondered why my mother’s stomach always grumbled so loud, but that sound simply made me fell into a deep sleep and started to enter a serene state of dream until she woke me up and told me that we already arrived at my school.

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He cried… He cried again. I never hit him, pinched him, kicked him or did any other things physically involved, I know what I did to him, I’ve always known, mentally I hurt him. He was only being a good brother to me, he didn’t want to fight back, he never did, even though he could, if he wanted to. He was far more bigger than I was, he could hit me to shut off my mouth for being such a horrible little sister, but again, he didn’t do it, because he didn’t want to hurt me even a bit. I was a bully back then to my brother, even when he started to cry and sat silently in the car next to our driver, I just sat on the back of the car with folded arms acting so tough… As the time goes by, my brother started to find his own way to cope with my behavior, he started to ignore me everytime I tried to torture him, for the result he had been succeeded, causing me to swallow my own bullet and just like that, the triumph was on his side along with my tears running down my face.

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I touched the surface and peeled the skin, made my hand smelled tangy. When I finished, I put the orange one by one into my mouth, the water splashed as my teeth sunk in it. It was then flowing down to my throat, but the sour sweet taste stayed in my mouth. I like orange so much, specially when the sun blazing through. Even though I was in the car with air conditioner, I was sure I could feel the heat from the outside, that’s why I ate my oranges. When I was a kid I always do that and I can never enjoy them alone, so I offered it to my loyal driver, I couldn’t help myself to think him as the part of our family, he has been working for us around 13 years now. He was already an old man with wrinkly skin when he started to work for the first time. My driver may looks like an old man, but he owns the street in Jakarta, nobody wants to mess with him, they respect him.

Have anyone noticed that all of the stories above involve the same thing? It’s my car, my green Corona car that always take me everywhere for years. I have so many memories in it, but I have to let it go now, on the last day of high school, as if to sell my lovely green car is the first step to start my new life.  It’s so old, the inside skin started to flake off, the fill of the driver car seats has already exposed, the air conditioner doesn’t work properly anymore, the buttons to lock and unlock the car automatically are useless, the steer is far from smooth and so much trouble is going on in that car, but I love it, I have spent most of my life sitting on the back of the car in the traffic of Jakarta. Sometimes I slept, sang, ate, drank, open the barrier between the back of the car seat area and the car trunk, bullied my brother  and did many weird things in that car. I’m going to miss my green baby so much, the memories will remain forever of all the things, the tragedies and the people that ever breath in it…

Run and Shoot

On one weekend morning I went to the Ragunan Zoo with my dad because of his hobby. If you think his hobby is playing in the zoo or anything close of being an animal lover, you’re wrong. What he loves to do is to capture some moments and if you think it’s photography, well this time you’re right. My father usually spare his weekend morning wandering around Jakarta to shoot some scenery with his precious camera, so with no doubt he will attend on every intereseting event he can possibly encouters. I, on the other hand loves to write and have some adventures, so I came with him to the event, it’s called Jakarta Run Series 2011 that held at the Ragunan Zoo. Weeks earlier, I’m supposed to registrate myself on the 5K race, since I like to run, but I didn’t do it because of some reasons, but that doesn’t stop me from coming. I wanted to shoot some photos too (at least it made me looked like I had things to do), but I don’t have the proper camera like the one my dad has, I can always borrow my brother’s, but unfortunately on that day he used it for his Bandung trip. My dad told me I could use my point and shoot camera or as I called: pocket camera. My dad call it that way to make mine can be as cool as his, I brought it with me anyway, so I prepared all my gear and ready to shoot.

One of the interesting part to come on the running event is to see the crowd. They came from everywhere, wearing so many colorful shirts, people with differents ages. Honestly, I envy most the female runners who have lean bodies and long legs, not that I’m not thankful enough for having less than 155 cm height because it gives me some advantages too, but sometimes I just can’t see what’s going on, literally, other than that I’m totally fine with it.  There was also fun run going on back then with 2.5 Km distance and kids race, yes, there were so many cute kids, jumping and running around.

I’m so proud of myself because I was able to capture these 2 pictures above with a point and shoot camera.

Almost forgot, the reason why this event called Jakarta Race Series is because it was a series of running event. There were 4 of them and it is an every year event.

Good Morning

It has been awhile since I wrote my blog and I think it’s not good at all. Trust me, I have missed it so bad, so this morning I decided to post whatever I saw when I first opened my eyes in my bed.

It’s my window, very comforting it is.  The sunshine just managed to strike through it and simply did its work to wake me gently from my deep sleep. I opened my eyes and stayed, didn’t make any sudden move, afraid I would scared the peacefulness at my surroundings. I just laid there, grateful to be where I was and saw the shade of the trees and the twirling shape of my window barrier on my curtains. Then I stretched myself slowly and opened my curtains and somehow excited to see what has laid behind it, and it’s strange considering I always do the same thing everyday, yet I’m still thrilled to do it.

The sunlight was flooding without warning into my room. The grass and the trees looked so green with the golden touched – again, from the sun . They are all greeted me, I felt like I was in some kind of fairytale. Suddenly my excitement was overflow, it made me jumped off  my bed and started to twirl myself in my room (true story, I don’t make this stuff up).

I stopped after awhile and saw my bookless bookcase. I emptied the bookcase from all of my school books right after I got home from my school on the very last day of the national exam. It was really great, it felt like all my burdens had been lifted and it’s almost a month now I’ve been living without studying and with no school to attend. I rearranged my bookcase and put all my collection of things in a better look. My favorite are the rugby stuffs. I meant to collect rugby balls in all kind of sizes, but instead I’ve got the Australian rules football miniature and the American football ball from my best friends, because they couldn’t find rugby ball in the short amount of time, but surely I love it. Afterward I hopped my way out from my room and started to eat my breakfast, a nice nutritious one. What a great morning it was, I’m sure the rest of the day will be as good as the second I woke up, plus at the end of the day I’m going to go for rugby training, the think of it has already soothed me. Hope the nicest things happen to everyone. Have a nice day.