absolutely trash.

Because I’m currently not feeling very well, I really don’t want to force my brain to think of the proper English for “lebih baik aku liat anu kamu belom di sunat daripada harus pipis di pispot” atau “rambutku belom keramas dari hari rabu sehingga baunya seperti minyak tanah”, this article will be written in Indonesian. So for those who don’t understand Indonesian, I am sorry you are not that cool.

Setelah 22 tahun menyombongkan ketangguhan diri -ngga pernah opname- akhirnya kesompralan mengetuk pintu di Rabu pagi. Being (cute and) terkapar, I spent my nights di Rumah Sakit Santo Borromeus, Bandung, reading Female, Esquire, Calvin & Hobbes, main FIFA07 atau Asphalt3 di hape, atau menciptakan dialog-dialog sendiri di dalam kepala (kasian yah?). Sore selalu rame. Banyak yang menjenguk sambil menyelundupkan makanan-makanan yang saya suka seperti Pocky Strawberry, Tiramisu, dan Martabak Keju Susu. Yang terakhir sebenernya bukan cemilan favorit saya (except the Keju bit. I mean, SIAPA YANG NGGA DOYAN KEJU SELAIN MBAK SUMI??). Martabak manis itu cemilan favoritnya Egan yang dia bawa untuk di makan sendiri. Egan, “eh Yo..pengen baca Kompas ngga? kayaknya sakit-sakit gitu enaknya baca Kompas dehh…”. Iya Gan, beli Kompas aja sana.

dan berhubung suhu tubuhku sempet mencapai 39,8,,, Atri berinisiatif menempelkan semua yang dingin-dingin ke badanku. Above is a picture of her menempelkan tutup gelas ke punggungku. Masih ada banyak foto tempel-menempel yang lain -di bagian tubuh lain opkros, yang kalau aku aplot disini semuanya…..my boyfriend will disown me. and I can’t afford that because no matter how menyebalkan he is sometimes, I love him enough not too voodoo him for the fact that he is THOUSANDS OF MILES AWAY yang ngga memungkinkan dia nungguin aku di rumah sakit. But he calls every now and then so it’s ok. (see, Baby! it’s OK if you call every now and then! *stares meaningfully*) Anyways, here’s a picture of my survival kit…

Truth be told, at first I didn’t really want to tell my parents about me being hospitalized, but then I ’sort of’ have to because Egan was STARING at me, so yeah oh well.. And so I called my dad,, who didn’t only panicked about my condition,, but was ALSO CONCERNED with MY THESIS!! Nevertheless,, he’s the coolest dad!! (read: saya mendapat a ‘get well soon gift’ via Mandiri! bwahaha…) Dan my dear mother went, “tuh kan! makannya ngga teratur sih!”. Then told me to put Egan and the phone and continued, “Yoan tuh kalau makan ngga pernah teratur sih Gan! coba makannya di jaga! ngga bakal sampe sakit gitu kan..” MY GAWD WOMAN, this is my FIRST time being hopitalized and di infus yang rasanya kayak digigit kuda (thanks to boyfriend for the analogi), and my very first time using pispot (please try not to imagine me doing it. and I am pretty much sure I never used one when I was a kid, because…I believe in going along with nature; I pee anywhere), so IMAGINE HOW FRIGGIN WEIRD THAT FEELS TO ME! A-PIS-POT!. And there is no problem so awful that you can’t add some guilt to it and make it even worse! But after all the “salah sendiri makan ngga teratur” drama, she was pretty sweet. so I guess it’s ok. (see, mother! it’s OK if you’re being sweet!) Here’s another picture of my survival kit…

Left: Egan sukses ngebenerin kalung saya. Right: read bellow…

Egan: “hehe…yang dijenguk siapa…yang ngejenguk siapa…”

Yoan: “hehehe… yeah.. but I wouldn’t want to be in any other clique…”

I Love You Guys!! ^^

Thanks juga buat kalian yang sudah datang menjenguk atau menelfon atau mengesemes ^^ Kalian adalah bagian signifikan dari proses penyembuhan saya =)

MAKE THE MOST OF MY LAST YEAR OF COLLEGE!!

After all the assignments,, exams,, internships,, …

Lets be kids again!!

My (ok) FANTABULOUS housemate, lets call her GARING (!!) – for the sake of privacy and sekuritas, and being brutally honest– made this heart warming cheek kissing breast groping panties touching (stop fantasi anda, perv!) post about us being bestfriends for 4 years (with all the drama) and finally living together in our last year of college *AMIN!*. Ini juga bentuk merealisasikan keinginan dari smester pertama kuliah. (tinggal the “work out regularly” aja, Ring! Nyahaha~). So here is mine.

Having a housemate is like *teen gewol gethowh lough mode on* “totally rufus!!” I get to yell a lot of “throw away your morning tissues!”, or “the rice cooker is moldy!”, or “take a shower will ya!” or “Uw! The hot satpam dude lagi duduk-duduk di depan!”. Wait. That doesn’t happen in just any house yaa?

Ah well, the making house rules bit was fun! Like about laundry, we do the whites on Mondays and the color ones on Thursday. We also have an “ET phone home rule” which stopped being a really cool rule after my boyfriend went “hoooom! hooooom!” while –in a retarded way- poking my shoulder. We also have the “no being naked downstairs” which we break in any given chance! Because we’re too lazy to go upstairs and get our pakaian dari lemari. But we never really place them there anyway, since baju-baju dari jemuran –yang sudah sampai kaku karena kelamaan di luar, di dinginnya udara lembang!- dibiarkan bertumpuk di sofa bawah dengan jargon “disini dulu, nanti di bawa ke atas” yang di ucapkan sambil lalu dan malas-malasan sehingga artikulasinya tidak jelas dan makes it sound like, “disiu wiu wiu wiu lala lili dudu”.

The terrifying bit is the fact that we have our cramps (PMS) di minggu yang sama (!!). Which di dunia cowok is like, “serumah sama supporter fanatic AC Parma di saat kamu adalah maniak MU”. (plus, we’re the kind of girls that PMSnya stands for: Pra Menstruasi, Pas Menstruasi, dan Pasca Menstruasi). *grin*

There was this one time (and Garing will immediately add “at band camp!”), we had an intense conversation about Rebecca, a character in Brother and Sisters TV series. The pointless argumentation ended up with tidur saling memunggungi. (kita ngga ada yang berani tidur sendiri, by the way). I despise Rebecca because I feel she’s pretentious. And Atri adores her because…I forgot. I totally blocked that out. (and Stella, a dear friend of ours, loves Rebecca because, “dia cantik banget!” That’s pretty much her reason).

Bottom line, *mengangkat gelas* I wouldn’t want another housemate. You are exhausting enough. Kidding! Aduh how to put in in proper English yaa… intinya, gw ngga bakal mau serumah sama orang lain in this last year of college kalo orang itu bukan elo. (did I just manage to make it sound gay?). ah screw linguistic! You know what I mean lagh!!

(Friendship is) something unpredictable,, but in the end, it’s right. I hope you had the time of your life. (interpretasi bebas dan sambung2in -something we both do ALOT-. From one uv Greenday’s song)

PS, I love you.

But blue jeans are not white!

(and I bet she’d reply, “and so are you, Jo!”) Racist! Pffft!

Ini adalah sebuah artikel yang saya post di blog friendster saya pada bulan agustus tahun lalu. I think I’m gonna make this a tradition (reposting my old writings on monthly basis), untuk melihat ‘ yang ada di kepala yoan tahun lalu’ =)