Sunday, December 20, 2009

I <3 Microsoft Word!

Okay, this is going to be a very short post. I promise.

Guess where I'm posting this blog from. Microsoft Word!! I'm totally glad that finally I can use this feature. Anyway, this is an old feature actually, but I've just discovered how it works lately. This feature allows you to create a blog using Microsoft Word document, which is much easier than posting from the default Blogger posting template, I'm telling you. Although the weakness of this feature is, I'm still not sure if I'm able to post pictures.

Perhaps, if it comes to pictures, I will return to use the default Blogger posting template. So I'm really not going to post a lot using this Word feature I just discovered. But definitely, Word is so much more flexible. It has more color options, size options, and even font options!! But all in all, I'm still getting used to it.

Yipee yay!! See? It's a short post.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

English Club Farewell Craziness

*Blogging mode on*

You really have to know that since the report card day, I've been dead bored at home, not knowing what to do, and recently I happened to stumble into photos from my extracurricular's farewell, uploaded by Febi on Facebook.

So, you ask, what extracurricular do you join in? The famous school's drum band? Or the awesome drama club? I'll say, haha, even better. It's English Club. Of course you've never heard about it. Anyway, it's not that I'm going blabber about what English Club is. Well, you know it's the most gabut­-est and the least known one, yet with the friendly seniors and crazy freshmen.

As for the seniors (refers to us, the twelve graders), we're not going to keep up with the club next year, due to the freaking tests and exams striking almost every week. The club members have been even closer than just friends. We've been like sisters for the past few months. Even not just us, the members, but the club's advisor himself. We call him Mr. B. Since my friends and I, the seniors, are not going to be present at the club next year, the juniors (the 11th graders and 10th graders) seemed to have planned something surprising for us.

And here goes the story.
So plop yourselves on your seats, sit back, and enjoy the show...

*Story telling mode on*

The seniors were hectic that day, on Tuesday, November 26, 2009 due to the Paper Session (or test) held in the morning. As one of the stressful seniors, I was waiting in front of the auditorium, waiting for my Paper coordinator and advisor to summon me. Luckily, I got the first turn but seriously this ain't a good thing *heart pounding uncontrollably*. First, I had no idea at all what those two women were going to ask me in the Session. They would probably snap out some complaints about the mistakes I'd made in my Paper. Just prepare your ears, Car.

As you can guess, I was sitting in this small room that was bordered by some boards. So in the other side of the boards, there were a few more rooms for other Sessions held at the same time. I'm going to explain the whole thing how the Session went. It made me want to throw up and bad thing I didn't have a plastic bag around here. So let's keep to the end of the Session. As I walked out of the auditorium, my friends practically called me and demanded to know what the advisor and the coordinator were going to ask them. I told them to restrain themselves and keep calm, because being tense wouldn't help things go just fine.

Soon my three other friends (Monica, Fifi, and Widya) who have done with their Sessions and I, went to the abandoned Language Lab and just played around with their computers. Three of us (minus Agnes, Irina the treasurer, and Fanny the CSI-obsessed secretary, who already had her eyes on Soraya, a freshman who also had the same obsession on CSI, to be her successor. They were not present at that time.) happened to be members of English Club. Yes, we're always close.

Perhaps we had been too stressed out with the Sessions earlier that we really had to pop out our inner craziness and let out our stressfulness at that time, and how we got that out? Her name is Monica and she's a huge fan of Disney kids. She pioneered the idea of releasing our stressfulness by dancing to the songs of Miley Cyrus and last but not least, we all danced to Single Ladies and immitated Beyonce's exact movements just like in the video clip. A bit crazy but funny. Even we sat on each computers, listening to different songs heard through the headsets and just...sang along pretty loud. I even sang along to Owl City's Fireflies. I know my voice ain't that good but...it's just to release all the pressure I have after the freaking Paper Session.

When Monica was about to accompany me to the restroom, she opened the door first with me behind her, but then there was a voice.

"Stay inside!"

Monica replied. "Sir, what are you doing out there?"

"Just stay inside." he insisted.

The door was then held so it wouldn't open too wide. Monica then said that Mr. B was outside, presumably had been eavesdropping our falsetto voices mimicking Miley Cyrus, Owl City, or even Justin Bieber. I had a feeling he was keeping a secret. Out of curiousity, Widya jumped onto a chair near the high window and looked outside, saying that he was gazing facing the yard against the railing. Fifi remained on her computer, singing along calmly to the song she was currently listening, and I returned to my computer while Widya, as curious as a cat, was still on the chair spying on the teacher outside who was leaning against the railing. Monica continued singing along to a Miley's song from her phone - Party in the USA, to be exact - before...

"SURPRISE!!!!"


All of sudden, a bunch of girls, followed by a tall guy no other than Mr. B, entered the room. The 11th graders included Febi (my "daughter" aka my successor), Winny (the treasurer), Lady (the secretary). The freshmen like Dian, Nikita, Alia, Lanti, Putri, and many others were also present. Unexpectedly, Febi had arranged a surprise farewell party for the seniors, and not to mention she also brought a farewell tart cake and some party hats for everyone to wear, which is embarrassing, I know. We took some pictures - silly pictures - and not to mention, one of the juniors asked Mr. B to pose with his cake in front of the camera. And thus he did, but in a silly-looking way. So after donning his party hat, he held up his cake besides him, and stroke a pose and grinned widely at the camera in an unusual expression - funny.

I wish I had that picture. It was sooo rare to see a teacher acting that way. Still, it's funny though. At that moment we even forgot that he was a teacher. Haha. Even a junior who was attempting to take his picture, couldn't help but shake the camera due to laughing so hard.

Actually, at that moment, I hardly paid attention to him posing at that time. In fact, I was facing the other way. The next thing I remembered was, Widya, Monica, Fifi, followed by the rest of juniors and freshmen, all fell on their knees to the floor - some even laid down, rolling to the side - roared into loud laughter. I was like "What is it? What are you guys laughing about?" Widya pointed at Mr. B and I couldn't help but laugh too...

Here are some pictures snapped from the occasion. Sorry for the low quality. Pictures credit to Febi's phone camera.


From left to right (first row): Lady, Febi, Winny, me (hidden, explained below), Widya, Monica.
Followed by Dian turning her head against the camera, Nikita looking cool, and Fifi munching on her snack

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Oh my gosh, did I really look like a Sadako there??
Well, I can explain about this. Actually I was being tickled by Widya. That's why I didn't have time to pose. At this moment, I was laughing.


Nuff said. The leader indeed loves posing in front of the camera


Sisterhood of English Club's Seniors:
(from left to right) Fifi, Widya, moi, and Monica


And...with the advisor...


Again... :)

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Okay, FLASHBACK TIME
Prepare your tissue

It was memorable two and a half years being with English Club. I remember when I was still an innocent freshman myself, resisting to join this club because I preferred to join more existing and more known clubs such as Drumband, Drama club, or Art club), but eventually forced by my mom to join English Club.

When I sat in the class at the very first meeting, I put on a I-don't-belong-in-this club kind of expression, but it all changed as I met these amazing seniors such as Kak Niken (who turned out to be my "Grandma"), Kak Yulia (who used to be obsessed by Kevin Aprillio and sent me a letter blabbering about how she was brokenhearted when Kevin eventually had his eye on Sherina), and Kak Ais. English Club used to be very active back then, even the club and the Science Club collaborated to hold an academic event I will never forget, called TSEC (Tarakanita Science and English Competition). What made it even more memorable was, the competition was held right on my fifteenth birthday, which was October 23, 2007. Moving on to 2008, Raysa (my "mother") and the duo Cindy and Andrea, stepped up, and I still remember when my "mother" used to have this obsession on Kim Ryeowook from Super Junior and claimed that he was my "father". Now apparently she inherited her obsession to me. Haha.

Even on the sort of inauguration day, Fanny, Irina, and I were told to wander around the school, following a clue given to each of us, and I happened to stumble in front of Raysa's class, but in order to open the door, I had to scream out Ryeowook's name for like three times and I did. It turned out that I became Raysa's daughter and she gave me a teddy bear. Awww....

There was another memorable moment though. Our advisor back then was Mr. Thomas or Mr. T. We - the members of the club - loved him so much but in the other side, we felt like we've really hurt him, for everytime he taught in our classes, we would all ignore his explanation but he would always be very patient. One day, he summoned me, Widya, Fanny, and Raysa and told us he was going to quit teaching in our school pretty soon, due to him having some sort of health problem. He said that he needed some rest and probably move to teach somewhere close to his residence. We were all very struck with this news yet at that moment we felt extremely guilty for what we'd done to him after all this time. We'd always ignored him in class but he wouldn't be mad for that. At his farewell day, we uttered our apology for like thousandth time and hoped he would forgive us for our slightly outrageous behaviour.

Anyway, he was soon replaced by a new English teacher whom later we called Mr. B. His real name is Mr. Proud but we called him Mr. B due to our habit calling Mr. Thomas as Mr. T formerly (Mr. Thomas asked us to call him Mr. T) and also there was another dedicated advisor called Mrs. Rini. I remember when I was stressed due to having no idea how to make a permission letter to join a competition addressed to school, and she kept calling me and gave me tutorial via phone, even though she was busy at the moment.

The point is, it's been a memorable two and a half years (seems like I'm repeating words). English Club really gives me unforgettable memories and make me think that this club is even more awesome than any other clubs at school, well, for me. Thank you English Club and everyone who's contributed in it. I'm sorry if I've been a jackass leader and probably the lame one.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Next up...

I've finally watched and impressed by New Moon. I gotta say that sometimes, Edward Cullen (yes, ONLY Edward Cullen, doesn't include Robert Pattinson) is quite irresistible, but still Jacob Black (including Taylor Lautner) is way hotter than the vampire, which implies that I'm more into warm guys rather than cold ones.

I'm also impressed that the movie features similar quotes from the book, but of course with slight changes and additional scenes. My favorite character so far is Jane Volturi, even though Dakota Fanning who plays her only appear in one short scene and she has less than like ten lines, and I was excited to know that Dakota was going to play that part, because that's exactly how I picture Jane.

Anyway, I haven't watched 2012 yet, but soon I will!! And guess what, more awesome movies coming up to the theaters and I'm excited to see them.



Avatar is soon coming to the cinemas in Indonesia, but I'm still not certain when The Princess and the Frog will come out here. It is rumored that probably that animated movie will be released in Indonesia early next year, most likely February 2010. Aw...

Also, I'm looking forward to see



Starring Julia Roberts and Javier Bardem. And I just discovered that Christine Hakim will also be involved in this project! So, who wouldn't want to see it? Unfortunately this movie is coming soon on 2010 or 2011.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Glück!!!!

I'm tired, but my exhaustion means nothing without happiness that I got today!

You know what this is?



This is the freaking paper I talked about!! Yay, glad that I finally got to finish it, until the very last step - which is to get it bindered into a hardcovered book. So basically after months of writing, observing, interviewing, and doing this and that in order to complete my paper entitled "Observing Teenager's Interests in Reading Classical Novels", I finally finished it! Dunzo, fertig, shuryō, fini... But to be honest, I'm kind of disappointed with the technical requirements, which requires the papers for Language Department students to be covered with light blue color, while the others, say like students from Science Department, are required with with black color and golden text, which of course looks much more elegant. Ah, whatever. At least it's finished. PAPER'S FINISHED!! IT'S FINISHED EVERYBODY!! FINALLY...Muahahaha *laughter a la Hannah Montana's Rico character*

The point is, I'm relieved to finally have completed the paper, but in the other side - out of my excitement and joy - I would miss every moment of writing it, every sweat, every second I've spent, and it's always moments of rush, I would miss it. I know there will be another paper in the university ahead, but probably the ways of writing it will be utterly different. Well, paper has taken much of my time, so probably I'm going to say that this is another major project of the year aside of finishing The Nightlurker.

Well, okay, basically, today I'm happy because today, in my last day at school for this year and also the report card day, I got three awards at school (yay). I got the second rank in my class - which is Language Department, I won the third place for School's Spelling Bee, and I was also awarded for Good Behavior student due to never being absent at school for one semester. Considering that I've never got a lot of piling awards all at once, I'm practically and insanely overwhelmed. When the winners of Spelling Bee and the ranks from each departments were announced, I was still on the way and my friend informed me via text message. Spontaneously I screamed in the car, which is embarrassing, I know. But thanks for the awards, they really made my day!

My report card was not bad. No bad scores, unlike when I was in the freaking 10th grade (don't ask, my grades were very very very poor at that time, but when I got into Language Department, the improvements went extremely drastic than before, with some jaw dropping achievements, and I was even stunned with it). It's just there's something I regret though: I came late and I missed the announcements, so I haven't got the awards yet, except for the School's Spelling Bee award, I got this huge box full of biscuits!!! Yumm....

But well, although I've been very lucky today, it seems my mom still spots and exaggerates a small flaw of mine: that my score in Math doesn't satisfy her enough, and she keeps snapping out about it, saying that I'm not smart compared to my close friend in Science Department, who got the first rank in her department, but let's say this: nobody's perfect right? I remember my mom kept demanding me to beat one of the best students in class. Let's call her name is Reina. I'm telling you she's really, really, really smart and way more mature than anyone at her age. I mean she speaks diplomatically with an extraordinary extended knowledge mainly in politics and history.

Of course, Reina is like a 'wow' for me. I adore her intelligence and never thought of finally beating her at the end of the semester. Last semester, while being in the 11th grade, she got the second place and I got the third. The fact that finally I beat her - as what my mom has demanded me to do "I heard Reina is insanely smart. But you gotta beat her, Car. You HAVE TO." And ta-daa, wish granted mom. She got the third place, and I took her second place but eventually someone even better than her and me, got the first place. She's Anna, and she's best at linguistics and math. Well, through the experience today, I've learned that everybody has their own weaknesses. I finally figured out what Reina's weaknesses are (because it was such a disbelief that I could beat a girl as smart as her). Reina's pretty weak at linguistics, but her history and other social studies, she's good at them.

I went to my mom shortly after the announcement was over "Hey mom, I finally got to beat Reina, just like what you want me to, now you're happy?"

She didn't answer though, of course, but you know my mom will never be proud of me, for anything I've done for her. Let's say, I'm the moon, and mom demands me to be the earth. Now, I'm the earth, but my mom is still not satisfied and demands me to be something even bigger - Planet Jupiter. Once I'm Planet Jupiter, she demands me to become the Sun. :) (wow, what an imagination)

Ah, whatever. I don't give a damn about it. Haha.

Anyway, have I mentioned that a new Gaspard Ulliel video also made my day?? Also, I'm wearing a new kind of hairstyle, yet it is simple and I fall in love with it, that I barely changed it for a day!

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FINALLY HOLIDAY IS COMING TO TOWN!!!

Since I got the second rank, my mom asked me what I wanted for this holiday (sounds like she becomes a sudden Santa Claus). Well, she once promised that we would all go to Macau for a vacation but then, as seeing that all of my friends were not going out of town, I changed my mind. Maybe I would spend this holiday going to my cousins' to adore the hotness of Super Junior boys, SHINee, or Big Bang and the moments where we'll go 'aahhh' if our favorite member comes out on the screen. But I promised them that I would we would all sleepover at their house, maybe movie marathon-ing for the whole day on the 31st. Haha

I'll be going through a driving test next week to get my driving license, wish me luck guys!

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Laconic Weekend

Basically today I have nothing much to say just like before (I blabbered about almost everything during the last couple of weeks, so as you can see, I updated this blog a bit too often). So the last couple of weeks I've posted some unnecessary (and some might be necessary) articles and writings. I know they're pointless but my writings represent my thoughts. Maybe today, it's time for me to take a break from writing about pointless thing and gets back to my real world of randomness. Tonight, I'm kind of in mood to tell light things, without silly pictures all around the corner of the blog, and simply just tell you about what's been going on this week (or maybe today, wow, I'm using too much brackets).

BIMBEL VS TALENT-DEVELOPING (SORT OF) ACTIVITIES

Lately I've felt that I've really been into almost anything. Maybe you don't get what I mean but when I say "anything", it actually refers to kinds of activity. I mean, recently I've realized that...wow, my life is so variable. For example, my life was once an empty box but then it was filled out with so many things (stop being so philosophical, Car!). I've done (or have been doing) things ranging from academic, art and design, even to sport - where I'm weakest at - all but to train my psychometric, develop my talents, and even to make more friends or expand my network. For example: English, TOEFL, French, fine art drawing, manga, Math, piano, violin, school academic lessons, swimming, Creative Writing, and lately ballet jazz.

One of my friends came up and said. "You really are as busy as bee, have you ever had time of your own? Just for leisure or to study?" Well, I guess I can say that I'm active in courses for almost six days. All of my close friends have known about my busy activity and assumed that I might be doing that because my mom forces me to. Then she came up again and said. "Have you ever thought of taking a break from your busy schedule of courses? Everyone would do that, since we're now twelfth graders - meaning we should spend more time studying - focusing more for the (stupid) UAN - rather than doing random stuffs like you do that have nothing to do with the national exam, like 'BTA' or Bimbel?"

I guess that makes sense. Everyone in their twelfth graders would definitely stop or postpone their random activities, extracurricular, or courses and instead join intensive Bimbel courses which obviously has something to do with UAN - which all of the seniors in Indonesia are terrified of. Well, I myself don't join that sort of academic activity, but I have good reasons: first, I'm in the Language department, while the Bimbel doesn't have that lessons for our program, instead they have programs for Social Science and Science itself. Second, it's my final year in the high school before stepping into a higher education. I think it's my chance to develop my potential and talents in fields that I'm interested in, for example: music, performing arts, academic, or even sport. But then I realize that my friends won't really get my reasons. Still, they think quitting all of those potential-developing courses and instead joining Bimbel would be the best choice of all, or maybe you would even think that I was too underestimating UAN for joining Bimbel courses.

If you think that way, then you're wrong. No matter in what programs or departments we are in, UAN is still the most terrifying thing students would ever hear in their last year of school.

DIFFERENT PEOPLE
I'm happy though, because through various of courses that I've joined, I got to meet a lot of people - different people with different quirks, personalities, traits, and even talents. I got to meet an attractive Japanese (Machiko Sensei) in manga class; lots and lots and lots of different bules, from many countries ranging from Australia, to Singapore, to US, even to UK...from the narsis typo one who pretty much boasted much about his baldness to a humble, mateks looking one (not to mention the handsome one, aww); a talented artist Pak Solomon in my fine art drawing course (sooo long ago); an Indonesian Idol wannabe like Kevin in Creative Writing course or a rookie photographer like Vasha at the same class; slender yet graceful girls with extraordinary flexible bodies and long legs at my age in Ballet Jazz course; French-fluent teacher; working women (yup, much older women) in TOEFL preparation course where I felt that I was the youngest one in their group, but luckily I could fit well; happy yet 'crazy' freshmen and colleagues in English Club (and 'crazy' teacher as well) who always makes me laugh at every meetings; snake-obsessed friend in EF; K-Pop fanatics like Inez in Math course, or the woman with many jobs who also teaches Math for me... well, and still a lot of other different people I've met.

At least, those examples above could represent the differences that I meant, couldn't they? Through many experiences, many personalities that I've met, I began to realize that how people in different talents can also affect their personalities.

Anyway, back to the so-called talent-developing stuff. That was one point I recently felt that how variable my life really was. Actually it happened recently. You know I just had a violin concert right? Well, the day before the concert, I had a ballet jazz class. Shortly after the class, I went home and went on directly to practice for my concert tomorrow. So, from body-swaying-and-moving part, I quickly changed my legging and my whole dancing "costume" then wear my black elegant outfit for the concert, not to mention: the part where I'm holding Vi (my violin's name) and getting ready to play her. When I put off my dancing "costume" and switched to elegant one, I felt like I might be having split personalities, because I felt that when I switched my appearance, I became someone very different. Maybe everyone would say "How can a dancer (not) so energetic become an elegant violinist in just a sec?"

A GIRL WHO GETS LOST IN TRANSLATION VERY OFTEN
Learning different and new languages also catches my attention. So far I've been learning Chinese, Japanese, French, and German (excluding English). It's not easy though, especially when you get all mixed up with one vocab from one language to another different vocab from a different language. Pronunciation also makes an influence. For example: one day, I'm at a German class at school, the teacher asked "What is the German word for hospital?" I automatically raised my hand and answered "L'hospital" (spelled Lopital). My friend looked at me in a "What-the-heck-are-you-talking-about?we're-NOT-in-French-class-now" kind of look. Oopsie? Really, I didn't have any intention at all for saying that word. It's just recently I learned that word, adding a new French vocab, and the unique-ness of the word seemed to have stuck in my mind. "It's Krankenhaus" my teacher corrected, without realizing that I said the word in a different language.

Another one, still involving French and German, it was when I told my teacher in German that I liked reading novels. French and German both have same words for novel, which is Roman. It's just Germans spell the -N in a normal -N pronunciation, while French spell the -N in their French way (by spelling -NG, so it becomes like Romang). At a German class, I said "Ich liebe Romang." The teacher seemed not to notice it, but my friend did, and pointed that out.

So the point is, I get lost in translation very often. Haha.

Haha, now I'm talking too much, can someone bring me a tape and stick one on my mouth to stop me from blabbering?

Oh by the way, speaking of blabbering, I just changed the banner to a slightly different yet new one. You can see that the font has changed from Jane Austen to Eras Light (a much simpler font) and I added sort of a tagline below it "Cause I Blabber About Everything". Well, that sentence quite describes me nowadays, because everytime there's something popping out in my mind, I just couldn't help but to write it down.

Anywaayys....back to random stuff again. I'm planning to post some more about my stories and experiences in the past, especially focusing on this year, like the Tarphrodite event, City Tour, Bintan Trip, China Tour, and even...ooh...I haven't even got a chance to finish "My February US Trip"! Haha, I'm going to finish it before the New Year guys. Wish me luck, but still...no rush. Basically, I really really thank 2009 for giving me lots of unforgettable experiences. Hope you won't be too bored.

My hands ache!! Gyaa...I'm writing more and longer than I expected to write!!!

So yes, Carissa definitely blabbers almost about everything!

Monday, December 7, 2009

The Irresistible Korean Boy

So you know that I'm in love with this awesome Korean boyband named Super Junior right? Since the middle of the year, my cousins have apparently affected me with E.L.F virus (ELF stands for Everlasting Friends, which refers to Super Junior fans). I've been listening to their songs since then, even though my dad keeps saying that they're nothing but bunch of girl-looking boys without any talents. Haha, my dad doesn't know that Super Junior definitely has quality, and so do Big Bang and SHInee (Onew!!!!!)

Anyway, there's this one particular member of Super Junior that makes me fall so much for him. I used to like Donghae when I was first introduced to Super Junior, and then Siwon because he's undeniably hot and there's something about his fierce eyes that make girls go 'aww'. But then, I begin to fall for the youngest yet the latest member of Super Junior.

the bio

Real Name: Cho Kyuhyun
Stage Name: Kyuhyun
English Name:
Marcus Cho
Birthday: February 03, 1988
Height: 180 cm
Weight: 68 kg
Blood:
Type A
Siblings: older sister Cho Ara (1985)
Specialty/Hobby: Singing, Listening to music, Watching movies
Education: Currently a student at Kyunghee University (경희대학교), Post Modern Music major
Misc. Info.: Kyuhyun won Bronze Award at the 2005 CMB ChinChin Star Festival (CMB 친친 청소년가요제).
Sub-group: Super Junior M, Super Junior KRY

some facts

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Identified he magnae The 13th member of Super Junior....

♪ As the new guy on the group, he would always end up sleeping on the floor. After the fans learned about this, they offered to buy him his own bed. In the end, Kyu got his own bed from their embarrassed manager and took some camwhoring moments with it in excitement.

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He also had bring down the age average of SuJu

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From:
http://sujuboys.blogspot.com


individual pics













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group pics


With fellows from Super Junior M


Kyuhyun. Ryeowook. Yesung


You know this... they're SUPER JUNIOR!

Sunday, December 6, 2009

So, it's (another) concert

I'm being laconic right now, especially when it comes to titles. So, yeah, it's a concert. After years of vacumming from music (especially concerts), I finally made my return yesterday, no longer with piano though, but with a different instrument, which is violin. The last time I performed was yeeeearrrs ago, so long that I barely remember when, but I do remember that it was a sudden performance yet probably the worst one because it was unrehearsed.

Well, let's talk a bit about this. At that moment, I was attending my cousins' concerts in Blok M Plaza (they were performing piano), and there I reunited with my old piano teacher, who came up to me, chatted a bit before offering me to give a performance to replace an absent performer, although I was currently not enrolled in the music school that held the concert. Of course, I was speechless, because I didn't do any rehearsals and worse, I couldn't think of a song. So my cousin just suggested that I should play something that I really mastered, so the only song I could think of was a children song (haha, quite ridiculous, I was a pre-teen back then. A pre-teen playing a children song *laughs maniacally*). Turned out it was the last performance of the day, with only a few people remaining on their seats, and I was wearing this messy casual outfit. So as you can guess, my performance back then was a TOTAL FAILURE.

But this year, with me coming up with a new instrument, which is violin, I'm glad that finally I'm able to make my return in music. The news came on September though. It was then Kak Wisnu (my violin teacher, who gave a surprising performance in my Sweet Seventeen, remember?) told me that Nuansa Music School at PIM 2, would be holding a concert at the end of November, performing Canon in D by Johann Pachelbel. At the moment, I was also currently practicing Canon with piano. So with the news of the concert, I was officially practicing Canon using two different instruments and quite different melodies as well (they're still Canon though, but violin and piano definitely have some different arrangements. What a hardwork, because I tried not to mix the melodies between violin and piano).

It took me quite a while to practice Canon by violin, since I'm not really used to read music notes especially by playing violin. Even I haven't finished the whole song when it came to a moment that I would be practicing along with the other two girls (who would participate as lead violinists, just like me). They are Azza and Niti. At first, I was a bit pessimistic knowing that they had - at least - completed the whole song, while I almost finished (still, you can say I was not finished yet). They must be pros! I thought

Apparently, turned out it was not at the end of the month, but early December, exactly on December 6. Since I was not able to read notes properly and playing violin at the same time, I decided to depend on my hearing instead. Thus, I finally completed the whole (actually playing violin by hearing was not a proper way, but I decided to do that because I had no choice otherwise I wouldn't have finished the whole song *grins widely*). Still, Niti and I had some problems in playing the reffrain part. As for Azza, since she's been playing violin since the first grade, she quickly mastered the whole song *looks at Azza in amazement*. Besides, Niti and Azza, around five young girls (younger than 12) would join as supporting violins, including Vashti, Azza's schoolmate.


The lead (yet rookie) violinists


Along with the band

Anyway, there's an interesting facts about the lead violinists (us). Three of us have things in common. We're currently in the final year of school (Azza is in the 9th grade, while Niti and I are in the 12th grade), we wear glasses, and we happen to be the only children in our families! Haha, what coincidences, right?

Anyway, week before the D-day, we gathered up again for the last yet a rehearsal along with the band. Oh, I haven't told you, have I? The performance would be like a rockestra (the combination between orchestra and rock), which of course, would feature drums, electric guitars, and a bass. It was going to be exciting! So that day, the rehearsal was divided into two sessions: In the first session, Azza, Niti, and I practiced along with the supporting violins (the younger girls), and then later in the evening, the younger girls went home and the three of us moved to the studio to begin our rehearsal with the band. Please do introduce Angga (electric guitar) and Bas (drum), and another boy who played bass whose name I barely remember, sorry, I wish I knew your name :(. The whole band arrangement was conducted by Kak Dani, who teaches bass guitar.

We were very eager in this rehearsal, realizing that this would be our first, only, and last rehearsal with the band. So we decided to practice a bit longer, though I was forced by my mom to go home due to the final exam in the next day.

On Friday, I was supposed to have my violin course exactly at 5, but it was slated at 8, since we would be having our practice again, yet it would be the last practice. It turned out the other members of the band, such as Angga, Bas, the bassist, and Aryo (who also plays electric guitar) were also there to have their rehearsal. So, why not having our band rehearsal again? Maybe this was for the last time.

The rehearsal ended at 9 o'clock, but that was not the end of our meeting because we ended that night by having random chit chat, with Kak Fabian (electone teacher), who shared his knowledge about music and also his vast knowledge about popular movies, comics, and other stories relating to music. I also couldn't believe that he - too - knows Nodame Cantabille!

On D-1, we had no rehearsals, so you can say that we basically practiced and did the finishing touch to make the song sound perfect by ourselves at home (even though Niti's and my reffrain still flawed so bad). We even referred the reffrain part as "Hell", or Niti had a funnier catchphrase, referring it as "A Bridge of Horse's Tail cut into 7 pieces" (in reference to what Quran's depicted about a bridge which is as thin as a single hair cut into 7 pieces over the hell. The Horse's Tail part refers to the violin's bow). *shudders*

The D-DAY.

The day we've been waiting (or not) for.

Niti called me that she had a regular course at 11, while Azza planned to go to PIM at 2. We would perform at 4.30 pm, anyway. I went to PIM 2 at 11.30, visited Niti who had been practicing Canon, especially the "Hell" part, for approximately an hour. Actually I went to PIM 2 that time to look for some outfit (we would be wearing black dress with black stocking). So I didn't bring my violin, but I thought, why didn't I visit Niti? So I did and turned out Kak Wisnu asked me to join in and practiced along with Niti as well, with me using his violin.

Since the practice was done at 12.15 pm (still three hours to performance), I offered Niti to come to my house just for a rest, but she said she would wait at the mall until Azza came at 2. But as we part ways, we continued texting.

After strolling around the mall, looking for some good black outfit, I didn't find proper one. So I went home (before that I had a lunch at the food court) and turned out my mom had a nice black dress for me to wear! I didn't stay long at home though, just did a bit make-up (forced by mom), dressing up, and watched a bit Behind the Scene of New Moon on E! Channel. Then I took off back to mall at 2.30 pm, and met Azza and Niti in Victoria Cafe.

At three, we were all told to gather at the backstage to do the violin tuning, did our last preparation, and members checking. Niti even got her chance to play the reffrain (since she still wasn't sure would do great on the reffrain) in a low volume. While I kept convincing myself and the others to stay confident and just give it all up to God for what would happen next. At least we hoped wouldn't be embarrassing, since a lot of audiences had taken their seats, and some visitors even had gathered around - from the 2nd floor to the rest of the floors - to see our performance.

Like pros tuning their violins

At the moment, we were also very worried that our violins' would produce clear sounds and would echo all over mall, since the microphones were sensitive (violinists were supposed to use small microphones attached to the violins rather named pick-up than microphones, but the pick-ups weren't available, microphones were the alternatives). It means, by using these sensitive microphones, if there was one tiny mistake, the whole mall would be able to hear it. There was a random moment where Vashti claimed that she spotted someone resembling Julia Roberts, and was quite certain the bule woman sitting on the front row was her. But of course, it was impossible to have Julia Roberts - unexposed to the media - at a mall in Jakarta.

IT'S SHOW TIME!!


The girls in action


Bas the drummer


Bring it on!


Different angle :)

Thank goodness, Kak Wisnu assured that to prevent any mistakes, then he would be conducting the orchestra (this only applied to the nervous younger girls as supporting violinists). Those girls took place in front of me while the lead violinists stood behind them. As the first performers, surely everyone was deeply nervous, but in the other side, we were excited too to see that there were lots (for real) of audience and visitors watching us. That automatically drove our convidence and I became even more eager.

The first part of the song went well, our violins were still heard as we played them quite loud and confidently (despite the small space on the stage bothered us so much that my bow even hit Azza many times, sorry, Azza, you're still awesome though ^_^). But the reffrain didn't quite work, as the electric guitar's sounds were mixed with the violins'. So I felt like my violin's voice sounded more like electric guitar's (that's because their sounds were much louder, not to mentioned mixed with the drum as well). But I was still trying to make eye contacts with the audience and my dad who was snapping pictures from the distance.

Even though I played the wrong tune, I thought, well, who cares? My violin's sound wasn't sounded loudly just like what we'd thought. The microphone wasn't sensitive as they said. But I continued playing eagerly, while looking at the sheet, in front of me, even though I knew I played the wrong tune. At least I still looked cool, and at least people would still think that I played the right tune. So it was all nothing but camouflage (Carissa, you're a genius *cough* But remember as they say, "Things are not like what they seem").

It went well though, and we received incredible applause from the audience. Thanks for everyone who's watched our performance!

We did quite a photo shoot at the backstage, where it started out that my dad snapped pictures of us, but then other people came around and started to snap our pictures like paparazzis. I have a feeling that they weren't just parents that snapped our pictures - probably some random audiences or visitors who found it quite rare to see girls dressed elegantly in black with their violins.


After performance


Violinists unite!


Along with Aryo and Angga


The girls and the tutor, Kak Wisnu

As the concert ended, we had to end our meeting that day. Azza, Niti, Vashti, and the others left. While my mom said that she still wanted to see the performance of Yamaha Boys (a group of boys playing electones and some other instruments. They're extremely talented in combining piano, clavinova, keyboard, xylophone, and tympani. While with number of instruments, there are only three of them! So you can imagine each boy running around from one instrument to another, but their performance was awesomeee!!).

Anyway, my dad told me that while Niti, Azza, Vashti, and I were on our way to the stage, some people were looking at us in (what my dad assumed) astonishment. Maybe they thought "Wow, these girls looking elegantly in black would be doing the show!" Even my dad heard a woman told her daughter "If you play violin, soon you will be just like those girls." Yup, "those girls" really refer to us. Err....compliments, anyone? I really, really, really, really am flattered, and as you can see my body starts to float in the air ('m flying! Haha, GR mode). Even Niti referred that violinists were considered as "sexy" performers. ^_^

Well, the story was soooo long but I had great time writing it.

From this...


Maybe we can be just like...

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V



B O N D

some time in the future

^_^"

Friday, December 4, 2009

Scottish Highlands... *sigh*

This is the reason why I want to go to Scotland to refresh my sight, mind, and soul...
And this will also explain why I set The Nightlurker story in Scotland, despite the critics that my friends give about the story setting.





And last but not least...my most favorite scenery...



*sighing very deeply*

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Pictures from WalkHighlands.co.uk

Ah...mon école

A Ballad of a Blue School Building in the Rainy Season
By Carissa

When drought comes to town
Your blue painting peels off
As time goes by

Your corridors
Staircases, classrooms,
and the rest of your places
Have gone worn
With spider webs all over the places
That have grown

Dust covers all
Chairs, desks, boards
Insects spread in many places
Drawing disgusts of everyone
who sees them

November

December

January

February...

Look outside, dear friends
See the sky goes dark gray at the horizon
Listen to the thunder rumbles in the distance
See, your smiles quickly grow wide
Hope flashes in your mind

The season we've all been waiting for
have finally come
Raindrops fill our ears
As soon as everyone' hands
clasped on their chests
Praying
Muttering
"Oh God, please let it rain all night.
Let the water pours from the opened sky
With all Your might."

By the time dawn breaks,
A ringtone wakes everyone up
A message that brings good news
A message that will make everyone rejoice
Everyone, still on their beds,
Looks up with their droppy eyes
Towards the blinding screen.

"School's shut down for today."

A sentence that will
make everyone jumps off their beds
Crying in happiness, rejoicing
Doing rain dances

Spread the word, dear friends
Let them all know that
Our beloved school
have finally succeeded collecting the water
poured from the opened dark sky

The yard
The corridor
The tennis court
Even the classrooms
are all but flooded with
brownish water and mud
with garbage floating on it

Oh school,
I wish you knew,
That you're the only school in town
has become what seems to me like
A reservoir
In the rainy season

Oh school,
You're one in a million
No other schools are just like you
No other schools that require
the students to wear slippers
to go to school
In the rainy season

Other schools will hardly recognize
The common phrase of
Ngobok

Yes, that's our school
Our beloved school
No matter if we hate it or love it
So let's wear those slippers proudly
On your feet
And crawl through the flood
Like there's no tomorrow

Because...
Our school is just one in a million
And it's


Tarakanita




(Ah, see how "beautiful" our school looks like when it's flooded?
No other schools have this interesting type of Mirrored Reflection view
produced by the flooding water
just like what's depicted in the picture above)

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

This is lame, but...

Just experimenting with the book cover of my latest novel, The Nightlurker. I know I kind of suck when it comes book covers. But somehow I just love making them, no matter how lame they are! As for my latest novel, It's hard to look for an appropriate picture, but I found this lovely picture named Window Sill Dreaming in Deviantart, created by~andyp89.



Yet I'm still experimenting with many other pictures. The picture above quite represents the theme of my novel, although actually it's a supernatural romance novel (you may expect the cover consists of a couple instead of a single girl).