but I rescued it, before it gets any sunburn.
Oh well, oh well. This story below will have nothing to do with my dearly Mac.
And no, it has nothing to do with the windy-sunny-rainy-undetermined spring either.
It will only contain lots of sighs.
Tired of working on the project. Had a small quarrel with my working partner again this afternoon and feeling so damn sleepy now.
Met the goat at night, who did a little something before he parted, that made the others had sudden sore throats.
Shooed the monkey from my room last night and gave a little heart attack to the donkey after that.
Uh oh... too much things happened in 2 days. I don't know what I'm rambling about.
Thursday, April 01, 2010
Saturday, March 06, 2010
Public Diary: No Waaaayy....?
Some days ago, my girl friend and I were talking about blogs. Then another guy friend jumped into the conversation and said that he thinks blogging is just a stupid thing and people should stop doing this stupidity. Internet is so crowded already. Why would someone writes about his daily activities, what music he likes, what movie he watched last week, etc. Nobody fu**ing cares about those fu**ing stuffs. He hates publication and he can't understand why people would publish themselves in the internet in that kind of way. As far as I know, the only self-publication-tool he uses is Facebook. But he regularly delete his wall contents, doesn't put any information about himself except his name and where he comes from, and doesn't have any single picture of him at all. Oh yes, he is very protective about keeping everything private.
Well, because I'm one of the bloggers who likes to write these fu**ing stupid kind of stuffs, I think I need to stand up and defend my people.
Why do you think bloggers should stop writing about their daily activities? I think people DO like to read these stuffs about other people's lives. Every novel and all movies are all about other people's lives too, don't you think?
Say it’s Harry Potter. If you are one of Harry Potter’s fans, admit it that you like to read his daily life in school, his first romance experience etc. etc. Yeah, ok..ok… his daily life is interesting because he’s an orphan, he meets goblins, talks to giant tarantula and rides dragon. Much more interesting than my boring story about writing blogs on the weekend before meeting with some friends to release the pain of the tiring weekdays. Boring!
OK, so you don't like to read boring stuffs. Then lets say, you went to a theater and picked a random movie and it turned out to be ugly as hell. What’s the different with coming across a bad blog?
Nobody will ever say stop the film industry just because they watched 90 bad movies. Nobody can stop the telenovelas and soap operas running on television too. They have their own fanatic fans, no matter how shitty the stories are.
But, hey! Still, you are reading about someone’s daily activity. What do you wanna get from it?
Do you want to be like the hero in the story? Are you imagining what your life would be like if you experience the same thing? Do you take the good moral of each story? Or do you just watch and read and forget everything right after you finished with it?
Anyway, making films, inditing novels or composing blogs are just some ways to express one’s creativity. No matter if it's a true story, a lie, or an imagination. If it turns out as a bad creation, then it is just a part of the process to become good. So I’d say keep on writing what’s on our mind. Keep on blogging. Who cares about the crowded internet… It’s better than letting it empty.
If you even watch Big Brothers, then I suppose you won’t mind reading a nonsense blog like this one :D
Thanks for reading!
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Memory
Tonight as I was listening to some music from my old collection, I came across Indecent Obsession’s Fixing a Broken Heart. The memory from my teenage years couldn’t stop flowing after that. I started to rambling in Youtube and found the Lady Rain and so on.
Long time ago when I was still in junior high, my cousin gave an audio cassette for my sister. It was full of the top list music he taped from the radio. My sister and I were so in love with the tape that we played it over and over again. Another celeb-craving cousin came with the lyrics and the three of us sang the whole night together. I guess it was the first time I became so into music and lyrics in English. I was able to memorize all the lyrics of all the songs in that tape even though I didn’t speak English. I still even remember that the tape began with Take That - Back for Good, then Key to My Life from Boyzone (I was so crazy about Ronan Keating, thought he was the most good looking boy in the world, uh..oh..). I forget what came on the third track, but Julia Says came on fourth. Michael & the Mechanics was on the other side track. I mastered the whistling technique because of Over My Shoulder. Frente was also in that tape. I can’t remember the other songs, but believe me, it was the best tape I’d ever had. Well, even though it was a gift for my sister, but when I was little almost everything that belonged to my sister belonged to me too. Sadly the tape is gone now. I’m quite sure it was my sister’s fault. She liked to lend her stuffs to some friends that kept loosing her stuffs.
After that, I started to tape the music played on the radio by myself and I collected quite a lot. I mastered the radio taping technique pretty good. No clicking sound and no DJ talking. I knew the time when the DJ would play the whole complete song without talking in between or cut the song with some adverts. It was the midnight broadcasting. This also brought me to meet (I mean to listen to) Ivan, the DJ from Oz 103 fm who had a really soothing voice. I fell in love with his voice and always waited for him every single night. Still remember the way he said “Bye now” at the end of the show.
I also became obsessed with finding out the lyrics so that I could sing along with the songs. We didn’t have Internet and Google didn’t exist yet, so I had to work hard on it. I kept pushing the play-stop-rewind buttons just to be able to decipher and write the lyrics. I then created my own “English”.
One last memory. I also once really liked the song from Gary Barlow as he started going solo, Forever Love. My sister mocked me all the time because of Garry’s humming in some part of the song, that according to her, sounds like a dog howling. Ugh..ugh… no offense, Gary…
Long time ago when I was still in junior high, my cousin gave an audio cassette for my sister. It was full of the top list music he taped from the radio. My sister and I were so in love with the tape that we played it over and over again. Another celeb-craving cousin came with the lyrics and the three of us sang the whole night together. I guess it was the first time I became so into music and lyrics in English. I was able to memorize all the lyrics of all the songs in that tape even though I didn’t speak English. I still even remember that the tape began with Take That - Back for Good, then Key to My Life from Boyzone (I was so crazy about Ronan Keating, thought he was the most good looking boy in the world, uh..oh..). I forget what came on the third track, but Julia Says came on fourth. Michael & the Mechanics was on the other side track. I mastered the whistling technique because of Over My Shoulder. Frente was also in that tape. I can’t remember the other songs, but believe me, it was the best tape I’d ever had. Well, even though it was a gift for my sister, but when I was little almost everything that belonged to my sister belonged to me too. Sadly the tape is gone now. I’m quite sure it was my sister’s fault. She liked to lend her stuffs to some friends that kept loosing her stuffs.
After that, I started to tape the music played on the radio by myself and I collected quite a lot. I mastered the radio taping technique pretty good. No clicking sound and no DJ talking. I knew the time when the DJ would play the whole complete song without talking in between or cut the song with some adverts. It was the midnight broadcasting. This also brought me to meet (I mean to listen to) Ivan, the DJ from Oz 103 fm who had a really soothing voice. I fell in love with his voice and always waited for him every single night. Still remember the way he said “Bye now” at the end of the show.
I also became obsessed with finding out the lyrics so that I could sing along with the songs. We didn’t have Internet and Google didn’t exist yet, so I had to work hard on it. I kept pushing the play-stop-rewind buttons just to be able to decipher and write the lyrics. I then created my own “English”.
One last memory. I also once really liked the song from Gary Barlow as he started going solo, Forever Love. My sister mocked me all the time because of Garry’s humming in some part of the song, that according to her, sounds like a dog howling. Ugh..ugh… no offense, Gary…
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Super Junior's Dance Bait
I'm recently going crazy about the dance style of this boy band.
Long time ago someone in some forum said about how great their song Sorry Sorry was. Out of curiosity I played it a little bit and stopped the music after some seconds. First time I heard their name I was like, "Ha...? Super Junior? What kind of name is that? Is it a bunch of school kids or what?"
But then two days ago, I just bumped into their video in Youtube. So I remember this Sorry Sorry song, and decided to give it one more chance. Then... aww...... aww..... cool! I just realized they're so cool! I want to try their dance move, but I can't dance. So I end up jumping to the left and to the right like a big monkey with my head stays still and my eyes fixed to the monitor, not wanting to let any single move escape from my sight.
How terrible...! If I can have a second life, I wish I can be a professional dancer.
Long time ago someone in some forum said about how great their song Sorry Sorry was. Out of curiosity I played it a little bit and stopped the music after some seconds. First time I heard their name I was like, "Ha...? Super Junior? What kind of name is that? Is it a bunch of school kids or what?"
But then two days ago, I just bumped into their video in Youtube. So I remember this Sorry Sorry song, and decided to give it one more chance. Then... aww...... aww..... cool! I just realized they're so cool! I want to try their dance move, but I can't dance. So I end up jumping to the left and to the right like a big monkey with my head stays still and my eyes fixed to the monitor, not wanting to let any single move escape from my sight.
Oh, now I like the song also. I think the melody is kinda cute and catchy.
One more dance video from them.
One dance clip has made me fancy them :D
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
I wonder where my sunshine has been
The first day I arrived in Bremen, I didn’t have my semester ticket yet. So I just decided to stroll on the street, looking for the nearest supermarket to my new home. I picked the wrong turn and got lost. No wonder, I have a really bad orientation. But thanks to that, it brought me to 3 wonderful people, who gave me an instant good impression of Bremen.
That day, tired of going without a clear destination, I stopped a middle-aged couple who were walking hand-in-hand, asking for help of where I can find the nearest Supermarket. I was a bit surprised because they turned out to be very friendly. Well, some friends already told me that the Germans in the north are much warmer than those in the south. But only after I met that couple I started to believe in what I heard. We had a small conversation and before we parted they wished me a good living in Bremen. I was so happy because of that.
And now, if I take a look on some parts of my life, I can see that their wish has came true :D
I continued on walking as they directed. After some minutes I started to have doubts again. Then there was this young guy walking through the sidewalks with white earphones (iPod? OK, not important!) on each side of his head. He walked in a bouncy way, looked so happy to me. ‘Cos he was the only one I could see on that street, I decided to ask for his advise.
He talked like the advertisement salesmen on DRTV (those who talk soooo incredibly fast like they never take time to breath or swallow their spit). Have you ever seen Nigahiga on Youtube promoting his Big Bouncing Inflatable Green Ball? Well, this young guy talked almost as fast and in a cheerful manner.
He had a very bright aura around him and I was enchanted by his super big fascinating smile. Oh no no no no…. this is not love at first sight! Not at all! He is just a teenager after all. But I loved his charming smile and personality.
Day goes by and month changes. I met him for the third time (I forgot when/where/how we met on the second time, but I’m sure it was the third time). He was again with his white earphones, stepping into the crowded tram where I was in. I was so tired and moody that day, and I couldn’t get a sit so I became even more moody. But as I saw him (he was surprisingly smiling, even though I don’t know to whom), it felt like the sun has finally arrived.
When I wanted to press the stop button on the handlebar, I couldn’t, because his hand was covering it. Then he pressed the button for me and spread that enchanting smile again, hehehe…… I couldn’t stop smiling for the rest of the day. He was my sunshine.
It’s been 3 or 4 months since the last time I met him. Wonder where he has been. I kinda miss my sunshine.
That day, tired of going without a clear destination, I stopped a middle-aged couple who were walking hand-in-hand, asking for help of where I can find the nearest Supermarket. I was a bit surprised because they turned out to be very friendly. Well, some friends already told me that the Germans in the north are much warmer than those in the south. But only after I met that couple I started to believe in what I heard. We had a small conversation and before we parted they wished me a good living in Bremen. I was so happy because of that.
And now, if I take a look on some parts of my life, I can see that their wish has came true :D
I continued on walking as they directed. After some minutes I started to have doubts again. Then there was this young guy walking through the sidewalks with white earphones (iPod? OK, not important!) on each side of his head. He walked in a bouncy way, looked so happy to me. ‘Cos he was the only one I could see on that street, I decided to ask for his advise.
He talked like the advertisement salesmen on DRTV (those who talk soooo incredibly fast like they never take time to breath or swallow their spit). Have you ever seen Nigahiga on Youtube promoting his Big Bouncing Inflatable Green Ball? Well, this young guy talked almost as fast and in a cheerful manner.
He had a very bright aura around him and I was enchanted by his super big fascinating smile. Oh no no no no…. this is not love at first sight! Not at all! He is just a teenager after all. But I loved his charming smile and personality.
Day goes by and month changes. I met him for the third time (I forgot when/where/how we met on the second time, but I’m sure it was the third time). He was again with his white earphones, stepping into the crowded tram where I was in. I was so tired and moody that day, and I couldn’t get a sit so I became even more moody. But as I saw him (he was surprisingly smiling, even though I don’t know to whom), it felt like the sun has finally arrived.
When I wanted to press the stop button on the handlebar, I couldn’t, because his hand was covering it. Then he pressed the button for me and spread that enchanting smile again, hehehe…… I couldn’t stop smiling for the rest of the day. He was my sunshine.
It’s been 3 or 4 months since the last time I met him. Wonder where he has been. I kinda miss my sunshine.
Thursday, January 07, 2010
First Attempt: Failed!
It has all fallen through to the deepest ground. I turn off the light, so I don't have to see the traces it left behind.
Waiting for a new one to come and cover the whole ground with new traces. So I can turn the light back on with the greatest enthusiasm.
Never give up! Keep fighting!
Josh Verdes - Save Me
Waiting for a new one to come and cover the whole ground with new traces. So I can turn the light back on with the greatest enthusiasm.
Never give up! Keep fighting!
Josh Verdes - Save Me
One insane guy has really MADE my day
By that, I mean in a sarcastic way.
I know people are people, but how can people change their mind so easily when they know that their altering behaviors might effect the dead/life of other people?! Na…. this is a little bit exaggerating, of course. But it does happen, doesn’t it?
Anyway, I met this particular irritating person some months ago. Out of the blue, he wrote me a surprising email this evening, giving me an ultimatum to "change the past".
Tsk...! How could such a person belongs to this wonderful world?! I'm speechless...
I know people are people, but how can people change their mind so easily when they know that their altering behaviors might effect the dead/life of other people?! Na…. this is a little bit exaggerating, of course. But it does happen, doesn’t it?
Anyway, I met this particular irritating person some months ago. Out of the blue, he wrote me a surprising email this evening, giving me an ultimatum to "change the past".
Tsk...! How could such a person belongs to this wonderful world?! I'm speechless...
Monday, January 04, 2010
Feeling Warm at Heart
I think I’m having one of the best parts of my life in the last one-third year of 2009. Especially talking about my life in Germany. These happy days are still continuing until today, dreamfully for good.
I’m so grateful that I’m surrounded by so many good friends and I’m so thankful that I think I am loved or at least cared about. Never in other town in Germany I found so many nice people that I can count as my best friends, the ones that connect so well with me, since I’m not the kind of person who can easily feel close to many people. My father even told me that I’m cold. I think it’s true :p Though this doesn’t mean that I’m not friendly, hehe…
I will never regret that I come to this city. It might be one of my biggest luck. My friends in class are mostly great and my Indonesian friends are incredibly awesome.
So, thank you friends for being my friends ♥
I’m so grateful that I’m surrounded by so many good friends and I’m so thankful that I think I am loved or at least cared about. Never in other town in Germany I found so many nice people that I can count as my best friends, the ones that connect so well with me, since I’m not the kind of person who can easily feel close to many people. My father even told me that I’m cold. I think it’s true :p Though this doesn’t mean that I’m not friendly, hehe…
I will never regret that I come to this city. It might be one of my biggest luck. My friends in class are mostly great and my Indonesian friends are incredibly awesome.
So, thank you friends for being my friends ♥
Saturday, January 02, 2010
Uuugghh.... ngga sabar buat nge-review foto, ...
... tapi batere harus dicharge dulu. :(
Hari ini seru banget. Akhirnya rencana jalan2 pas lagi liburan panjang terlaksana juga, meskipun di hari-hari akhir menjelang mulainya lagi masa kuliah yang bikin stress. Meskipun ide untuk jalan-jalan keluar kota Bremen udah dibikin dari jauh-jauh hari, tapi semua acaranya dibikin dadakan.
Dimulai dari New Year's Eve kemarin malam. Sehabis selesai nonton pertunjukan kembang api, selagi kita jalan menuju halte bis, akhirnya kita putuskan bahwa acara jalan-jalan harus dilaksanakan hari itu juga. Walaupun belum tau mau kemana, yang penting ngumpul dulu di Bahnhof jam 12 siang.
Ternyata yang jadi pergi cuma 5 orang. Tapi ngga masalah, tetep seru buat gw. Bingung mau kemana, akhirnya kita mutusin buat ke Rotenburg dulu, 2 menit sebelum keretanya berangkat. Lari-lari menuju Gleis, akhirnya kekejer juga keretanya. Lumayan, olah raga dikit buat kompensasi penumpukan lemak di minggu sebelumnya (pesta makan hampir tiap hari, siang dan malam :D).
Udah gitu ke kota kedua, disebelah selatan Bremen, Twistringen. Ternyata lebih kampung daripada Rotenburg. Hari udah gelap, akhirnya cuma berhasil memuaskan nasib perut keroncongan dengan kebab. Begitulah kalau hari libur di Jerman, semua toko tutup. Cuma ada beberapa Imbiss dan resto aja yang buka.
Tadinya kami mau ke Cuxhaven, tapi karena udah terlalu sore, akhirnya pergi ke Bremerhaven aja. Sekalian nganter Paupau yang tinggalnya emang disana.
Sesi foto-foto di Bremerhaven yang paling seru. Soalnya kita lumayan berhasil dengan eksperimen kita.
Yah seneng deh pokoknya hari ini, walaupun ngebatalin ikut pesta makan tahun baru dan dicela sama yang punya pesta, tapi yang penting banyak yg didapet hari ini. Ngga tambah gendut krn ngga ikut makan2 lagi plus banyak jalan n kelaparan, jadi tau ada bioskop super murah di kampung Twistringen, bisa menguasai satu gerbong kereta, cekikikan sampe sakit perut, dapet suasana baru, dapet bahan baru untuk di-upload di Facebook dan yang paling penting: napsu narsisme terpuaskan.
>>> the adventure team ^o^
Hari ini seru banget. Akhirnya rencana jalan2 pas lagi liburan panjang terlaksana juga, meskipun di hari-hari akhir menjelang mulainya lagi masa kuliah yang bikin stress. Meskipun ide untuk jalan-jalan keluar kota Bremen udah dibikin dari jauh-jauh hari, tapi semua acaranya dibikin dadakan.
Dimulai dari New Year's Eve kemarin malam. Sehabis selesai nonton pertunjukan kembang api, selagi kita jalan menuju halte bis, akhirnya kita putuskan bahwa acara jalan-jalan harus dilaksanakan hari itu juga. Walaupun belum tau mau kemana, yang penting ngumpul dulu di Bahnhof jam 12 siang.
Ternyata yang jadi pergi cuma 5 orang. Tapi ngga masalah, tetep seru buat gw. Bingung mau kemana, akhirnya kita mutusin buat ke Rotenburg dulu, 2 menit sebelum keretanya berangkat. Lari-lari menuju Gleis, akhirnya kekejer juga keretanya. Lumayan, olah raga dikit buat kompensasi penumpukan lemak di minggu sebelumnya (pesta makan hampir tiap hari, siang dan malam :D).
Udah gitu ke kota kedua, disebelah selatan Bremen, Twistringen. Ternyata lebih kampung daripada Rotenburg. Hari udah gelap, akhirnya cuma berhasil memuaskan nasib perut keroncongan dengan kebab. Begitulah kalau hari libur di Jerman, semua toko tutup. Cuma ada beberapa Imbiss dan resto aja yang buka.
Tadinya kami mau ke Cuxhaven, tapi karena udah terlalu sore, akhirnya pergi ke Bremerhaven aja. Sekalian nganter Paupau yang tinggalnya emang disana.
Sesi foto-foto di Bremerhaven yang paling seru. Soalnya kita lumayan berhasil dengan eksperimen kita.
Yah seneng deh pokoknya hari ini, walaupun ngebatalin ikut pesta makan tahun baru dan dicela sama yang punya pesta, tapi yang penting banyak yg didapet hari ini. Ngga tambah gendut krn ngga ikut makan2 lagi plus banyak jalan n kelaparan, jadi tau ada bioskop super murah di kampung Twistringen, bisa menguasai satu gerbong kereta, cekikikan sampe sakit perut, dapet suasana baru, dapet bahan baru untuk di-upload di Facebook dan yang paling penting: napsu narsisme terpuaskan.
>>> the adventure team ^o^Monday, December 28, 2009
A Stupid Apartment Life: Fire and Heart Attack
About a month after I moved into this student apartment, the fire alarm rang so loud around 2 o’clock at dawn. I was just in the beginning of my sweet adventure in the land of goose feather pillows, which suddenly changed into an ear-breaking thumping nightmare. I thought I falsely set my alarm clock and began to curse on myself before I realized that it was actually the fire alarm, the first one I’ve heard in my life, EVER! Then my heart started to race so fast and I moved around the house trying to figure out what I should do first. I collected my passport, wallet and cell-phone, then counted whether I should necessarily bring everything I could put into my small backpack or not.
I waited stiffly for somebody rushing up in the corridor or for some noises from the people hurrying out of the building, but it was very silent. I counted to ten, still nothing happened outside my door. “Damn, are these people sleeping like corpses or are they dead already?” I thought to myself. Finally I heard a door swung opened and I peeked through the peeping hole. A guy, all dressed up, walked towards the staircase. So I started telling my stupid self again, smart guy gets dress up first before going out into the cold winter snowy night. So I quickly grab my pair of jeans and jacket and rushed out.
Huh…? It was so deserted outside. Not quite like what I’d imagined before, where people got scared and clumped tied together. I found no more than 5 people down there, some just raised their heads from the balconies and they all looked super relax. Oh, so this is how civilized people face disaster: stay very calm, I thought to myself again.
The alarm stopped ringing, I saw no firefighter, everybody went back inside, so did I. The end of the loud night, but I could hardly get back to sleep again.
About a month after that, the fire alarm rang again on 6 o’clock in the morning and I had to force my eyes open. This time I was smarter. I dressed up first and took my important belongings with me before calmly walked outside. Then 2 months after that the damn alarm rang again. I started to get frustrated and swore at the idiot person, whoever he was, for smoking in the building or playing prank or practicing the fire evacuation exercise or whatever the hell it was.
On the fourth time, I made friends with a neighbor girl who speaks 7 languages on our way out in the emergency staircase and waved a happy-good-morning greeting to two friendly firefighters. Somebody told me afterward, that those were all false alarms because the system was broken. Not so related, but I also then heard a creepy true story about a murder happened in this building some years ago.
Today, around 6.30pm I smelled something burning in my room. I thought maybe a neighbor overcooked his food. I was putting on some facial masker when the fire alarm started to ring. Oh, noooo……. After a long peaceful living period in the building, please don’t give me any false alarm again, so I thought. I was going to take shower when I remembered something. Huh, wasn’t it smoke that I smelled? Heck this time it’s for REAL!!! Now there’s no more relaxation session before going outside (Oh, btw, it’s wintertime again. I find out that the alarm only chooses wintertime to ring). I still pondered about taking my computer out with me or not. But I didn’t want to look so damn panicked that I bring all my stuff with me when nothing actually happens. So I decided to only turn off the music and take a sip of hot tea I just brewed and go out. Oww, there were slight smokes in the corridor, I started to shiver. This is real… this is real…
I met a friend outside, so I was pretty happy. I haven’t seen him for quite a time anyway and it had to be the right time to meet again. We witnessed how the smokes reeked from the top floor (where he lives). I was freezing even though I wore 2 jackets. He was worse. It was his first alarm experience, so he just jumped out of his room wearing only slippers. Hahaha… evil me laughed on him.
I prayed a bit for the sake of my new computer and my other stuffs that I love so much. Then I suddenly remember about my limp neighbor. I didn’t see him peeking out from his balcony. But his room was dark, so I guess he was somewhere save in vacation. Then I realized I couldn’t be that selfish and started to wish for everybody’s safety.
Thanks to the 4 fire trucks, a number of overly calm firefighters (I almost accused them for lounging), some policemen and paramedics, we had a happy-ending night.
Still, I can’t think of anything good about living in a high building. I should finish writing about my earthquake experience while I was on the 17th floor of a skyscraper during my vacation in Indonesia.
I waited stiffly for somebody rushing up in the corridor or for some noises from the people hurrying out of the building, but it was very silent. I counted to ten, still nothing happened outside my door. “Damn, are these people sleeping like corpses or are they dead already?” I thought to myself. Finally I heard a door swung opened and I peeked through the peeping hole. A guy, all dressed up, walked towards the staircase. So I started telling my stupid self again, smart guy gets dress up first before going out into the cold winter snowy night. So I quickly grab my pair of jeans and jacket and rushed out.
Huh…? It was so deserted outside. Not quite like what I’d imagined before, where people got scared and clumped tied together. I found no more than 5 people down there, some just raised their heads from the balconies and they all looked super relax. Oh, so this is how civilized people face disaster: stay very calm, I thought to myself again.
The alarm stopped ringing, I saw no firefighter, everybody went back inside, so did I. The end of the loud night, but I could hardly get back to sleep again.
About a month after that, the fire alarm rang again on 6 o’clock in the morning and I had to force my eyes open. This time I was smarter. I dressed up first and took my important belongings with me before calmly walked outside. Then 2 months after that the damn alarm rang again. I started to get frustrated and swore at the idiot person, whoever he was, for smoking in the building or playing prank or practicing the fire evacuation exercise or whatever the hell it was.
On the fourth time, I made friends with a neighbor girl who speaks 7 languages on our way out in the emergency staircase and waved a happy-good-morning greeting to two friendly firefighters. Somebody told me afterward, that those were all false alarms because the system was broken. Not so related, but I also then heard a creepy true story about a murder happened in this building some years ago.
Today, around 6.30pm I smelled something burning in my room. I thought maybe a neighbor overcooked his food. I was putting on some facial masker when the fire alarm started to ring. Oh, noooo……. After a long peaceful living period in the building, please don’t give me any false alarm again, so I thought. I was going to take shower when I remembered something. Huh, wasn’t it smoke that I smelled? Heck this time it’s for REAL!!! Now there’s no more relaxation session before going outside (Oh, btw, it’s wintertime again. I find out that the alarm only chooses wintertime to ring). I still pondered about taking my computer out with me or not. But I didn’t want to look so damn panicked that I bring all my stuff with me when nothing actually happens. So I decided to only turn off the music and take a sip of hot tea I just brewed and go out. Oww, there were slight smokes in the corridor, I started to shiver. This is real… this is real…
I met a friend outside, so I was pretty happy. I haven’t seen him for quite a time anyway and it had to be the right time to meet again. We witnessed how the smokes reeked from the top floor (where he lives). I was freezing even though I wore 2 jackets. He was worse. It was his first alarm experience, so he just jumped out of his room wearing only slippers. Hahaha… evil me laughed on him.
I prayed a bit for the sake of my new computer and my other stuffs that I love so much. Then I suddenly remember about my limp neighbor. I didn’t see him peeking out from his balcony. But his room was dark, so I guess he was somewhere save in vacation. Then I realized I couldn’t be that selfish and started to wish for everybody’s safety.
Thanks to the 4 fire trucks, a number of overly calm firefighters (I almost accused them for lounging), some policemen and paramedics, we had a happy-ending night.
Still, I can’t think of anything good about living in a high building. I should finish writing about my earthquake experience while I was on the 17th floor of a skyscraper during my vacation in Indonesia.
Because of that...
I want to be the Star Flyer that spins your head just like you spin mineI want to be your bedroom door that you can't wait to reach after your tiring fun day outside
I want to be the blanket that wraps you the whole night, keeps you warm and save until the morning comes
I want to be the cup that your lips softly touch as you sip your coffee
I want to be……
Aah….. what else can I be? I don’t know your life and routine activities
Somehow you’re still a stranger to me
But you keep my heart pounding like crazy
It is the feeling I'm not able to convey to you
Because I’m not certain of what you think about me
And I don’t want to care for someone who doesn’t care about me
And I don’t want to miss someone who never has me cross the back of his mind
So stop making me laugh when you never intend to burst my heart with happiness
Stop comforting me when you think it’s just a template sentence you have to say in a certain situation
Stop calling my name when it’s not the one you will recall when you’re feeling lonely
Stop saying that I’m a very good friend
Because I can't see you as a friend
Because I can’t stop feeling lonely every time I recall your name and you’re nowhere to find
Because I can’t comfort you without feeling the pain that you’re going through
Because I can’t make you laugh without wishing that I could make you happy for the rest of your life
大好きだから…
I want to be the blanket that wraps you the whole night, keeps you warm and save until the morning comes
I want to be the cup that your lips softly touch as you sip your coffee
I want to be……
Aah….. what else can I be? I don’t know your life and routine activities
Somehow you’re still a stranger to me
But you keep my heart pounding like crazy
It is the feeling I'm not able to convey to you
Because I’m not certain of what you think about me
And I don’t want to care for someone who doesn’t care about me
And I don’t want to miss someone who never has me cross the back of his mind
So stop making me laugh when you never intend to burst my heart with happiness
Stop comforting me when you think it’s just a template sentence you have to say in a certain situation
Stop calling my name when it’s not the one you will recall when you’re feeling lonely
Stop saying that I’m a very good friend
Because I can't see you as a friend
Because I can’t stop feeling lonely every time I recall your name and you’re nowhere to find
Because I can’t comfort you without feeling the pain that you’re going through
Because I can’t make you laugh without wishing that I could make you happy for the rest of your life
大好きだから…
Sunday, December 06, 2009
Coincidence so Sweet... :D
How many times did I run into him today? 4! Huhuhu... can't stop myself from grinning. He's the neighbor I bump into the most often, I guess; and almost all the time it took place at the washing room. I should wash more often then, hahaha....
We both had trouble with the washing machine before and today another funny thing happened again. A funny conspiracy, 2 shameful stares at each other (because we got caught on the spot while doing this "washing mischief") and 2 silly giggles. We really should make more coincidence meetings. It seems to be fun.
Well well... at least now I know he studies history. Dude, what shall I name him now? A history guy or a laundry guy?!?
We both had trouble with the washing machine before and today another funny thing happened again. A funny conspiracy, 2 shameful stares at each other (because we got caught on the spot while doing this "washing mischief") and 2 silly giggles. We really should make more coincidence meetings. It seems to be fun.
Well well... at least now I know he studies history. Dude, what shall I name him now? A history guy or a laundry guy?!?
Tuesday, December 01, 2009
Ah! Nervosity...
The free time I have now makes me nervous, because I know that I’m not that free. But why it’s so hard to get my lazy ass to work?!
The coming Christmas makes me nervous. Where will I spent my holiday, with my friends here, or with my family there? Why there’s no special cheap train ticket offer yet?! I'm going bankrupt soon... :(
Mafia Wars on Facebook makes me nervous. Why the Energy points raise so incredibly slow?! And that damn mafia killed me, and I can’t get revenge (yet). Arrrgh..!
The fact that I’m still devoted to computer games makes me nervous. How old am I now?! Nah… age is just a number, they said. I’m still a child at heart.
The snow is coming soon. I can’t wait to call my photographer troops to go hunting and see the new season scenery, but I hate to have frozen hands under the gloves. What will I do?!
I can’t stop thinking about food lately. Why?!
I can’t stop shaking my foot. Ah! Nervosity…
The coming Christmas makes me nervous. Where will I spent my holiday, with my friends here, or with my family there? Why there’s no special cheap train ticket offer yet?! I'm going bankrupt soon... :(
Mafia Wars on Facebook makes me nervous. Why the Energy points raise so incredibly slow?! And that damn mafia killed me, and I can’t get revenge (yet). Arrrgh..!
The fact that I’m still devoted to computer games makes me nervous. How old am I now?! Nah… age is just a number, they said. I’m still a child at heart.
The snow is coming soon. I can’t wait to call my photographer troops to go hunting and see the new season scenery, but I hate to have frozen hands under the gloves. What will I do?!
I can’t stop thinking about food lately. Why?!
I can’t stop shaking my foot. Ah! Nervosity…
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
a Waving Hand from a Friend
It’s been raining all the weeks; every day we have dark gray skies.
Only one time it was bright, last Thursday.
Then we had a taut big day on Friday. It was a successful day; all of us were finally released from the tension.
On Sunday, again, it was cloudy; but our hearts became even darker than the sky.
One more person bid us goodbye. So sad…
Exchanging emails on Monday; a touching sentence, some sweet encouraging words and silly jokes in between have caused a shed of tears. So sad…
Playing the same song for a 100 times now; can’t get the blue atmosphere of the melody out of my head, even though the lyrics were meant to deliver some gratitude, loving message to a precious person.
So sad…
Anzen Chitai - Yume no Tsuzuki
Only one time it was bright, last Thursday.
Then we had a taut big day on Friday. It was a successful day; all of us were finally released from the tension.
On Sunday, again, it was cloudy; but our hearts became even darker than the sky.
One more person bid us goodbye. So sad…
Exchanging emails on Monday; a touching sentence, some sweet encouraging words and silly jokes in between have caused a shed of tears. So sad…
Playing the same song for a 100 times now; can’t get the blue atmosphere of the melody out of my head, even though the lyrics were meant to deliver some gratitude, loving message to a precious person.
So sad…
Anzen Chitai - Yume no Tsuzuki
Friday, November 06, 2009
Day of Contemplation
Wow… so many things happened today.
I think the yesterday might seem so far away for some people. I really had a great time last night with some of my friends, just like some days before. Well, it’s been a very good week for me, even though I have a couple of sleepless nights since 2 days ago. So I fell asleep in the bus on my way to uni and then fell asleep in the class as well. For me, the worst part of the day was just that.
Then in the afternoon my friend, the one who was in the same party with me the other night came; and just like we planned in the morning, she brought her stuffs to spend the night at my place. I was a bit surprised when she said it was for the sake of our work in the project. ‘Cos she’s not usually that diligent, hehehe… I already suspected that something had happened and when she arrived I knew I was right. But she won't tell me what it was. Some hours after that, slowly but sure, the story flowed… I don't know how to comfort people or how to stop tears. So I just went silent.
Soon after that the sad girl fell asleep, maybe she got tired of all these things burdening her mind. So I continued with my work and checked the email. Another surprise came. Someone got mad at someone else and all of us happened to worked in one group before. This mad someone sent the email to everybody, who were involved and linked to the case. It's like watching a soap opera. Pretty sad but somewhat hilarious. You know, like you are offered to see people fighting in public and it makes you curious about what will happen after this, how the actors are going to react and being tensed up to see the climax. I know it's very bad of me to become exited of someone else's shame. I feel guilty for that. When the sad girl woke up, I showed her the email. She was a bit amused.
I feel sorry for the guy who was accused and being humiliated in the email. He always had problems with the professors and this email which was forwarded to them will just worsen his position. I find the accusation was harsh, but at the same time I admire the angry girl because she can always speak what's in her mind and stand up for what she believes is true, even though she always express it in an ignoble way. She's also loyal to people whom she likes and she thinks are good and dedicated to their work. So I want to have the positive sides of her too and stay away from the rude behavior, 'cos I still wanna be loved by everybody :)
I think the yesterday might seem so far away for some people. I really had a great time last night with some of my friends, just like some days before. Well, it’s been a very good week for me, even though I have a couple of sleepless nights since 2 days ago. So I fell asleep in the bus on my way to uni and then fell asleep in the class as well. For me, the worst part of the day was just that.
Then in the afternoon my friend, the one who was in the same party with me the other night came; and just like we planned in the morning, she brought her stuffs to spend the night at my place. I was a bit surprised when she said it was for the sake of our work in the project. ‘Cos she’s not usually that diligent, hehehe… I already suspected that something had happened and when she arrived I knew I was right. But she won't tell me what it was. Some hours after that, slowly but sure, the story flowed… I don't know how to comfort people or how to stop tears. So I just went silent.
Soon after that the sad girl fell asleep, maybe she got tired of all these things burdening her mind. So I continued with my work and checked the email. Another surprise came. Someone got mad at someone else and all of us happened to worked in one group before. This mad someone sent the email to everybody, who were involved and linked to the case. It's like watching a soap opera. Pretty sad but somewhat hilarious. You know, like you are offered to see people fighting in public and it makes you curious about what will happen after this, how the actors are going to react and being tensed up to see the climax. I know it's very bad of me to become exited of someone else's shame. I feel guilty for that. When the sad girl woke up, I showed her the email. She was a bit amused.
I feel sorry for the guy who was accused and being humiliated in the email. He always had problems with the professors and this email which was forwarded to them will just worsen his position. I find the accusation was harsh, but at the same time I admire the angry girl because she can always speak what's in her mind and stand up for what she believes is true, even though she always express it in an ignoble way. She's also loyal to people whom she likes and she thinks are good and dedicated to their work. So I want to have the positive sides of her too and stay away from the rude behavior, 'cos I still wanna be loved by everybody :)
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Tripped on the Tripping Trip
I went to Indonesia last semester holiday. It was really a culinary trip. I already gain some weights even when I was still inside the airplane. Olala… I got meals at least 4 times during the 16 hours flight.
On the first flight, the stewardesses served us the last meal on the plane just before we landed, and right after I saw my father who picked me up at the airport, he said, “Let’s go and have some dinner. You must be hungry.” I was like “hihihi….”
As soon as I got to my father’s house I reached the weigh scale and my eyes were almost out of their sockets. 2 kilos more! In just some few hours! OMG, I think the gravity doesn’t really play its role on the weigh scale. You see, my country is exactly on the equator, so I should be less weighed in Indonesia than when I was nearer to the upper pole.
Well yeah, my stomach felt so stuffy when I was on the sky, not only because of the food but also the gas. Oh, I was quite polite not to let it out in front of the strangers, and the public lavatories always kept me from releasing stuffs freely and comfortably. So I was quite miserable at that time. Then I accused the gas of taking part in adding some grams on me.
My country is the paradise of food and snacks. I especially love snacks. So when I got home, I ate everything that I missed, everything that they don’t have in this foreign country. The country that invented black forest, but has no idea of what bolu kukus, lemper, kroket, risoles, pisang bolen, gehu, lumpia semarang, lumpia goreng sambel kacang, pempek, lotek, gado-gado, gudek, tempe mendoan, jagung bakar 5 rasa, martabak, kue pancong, kembang tahu, ronde jahe, nasi campur gardujati, kuo tiek, ketupat sayur, sate padang, bakpao, es sarang burung, batagor, baso tahu, ketan bakar or es kelapa muda are. Ohhh….. there are lots more, I can’t list them all. Anyway, I ate all the things I mentioned (and a lot more, I forget what else I ate) in that 1 month holiday :D
The snacks they have here in Germany are just strawberry pie (hell, they don't have strawberry cheese cake!), Möhren-Kuchen, Butter-Bretzel, Butterkuchen and Spinatstrudel. Yeah, they all taste good, but there are too few choices, so I got bored. It's even hard to find chocolate cake in the bakery. I mean the REAL chocolate cake with all chocolate layers and all chocolate sponge like brownies or so. I remember as one day I really really craved for a chocolate cake, and I strolled down the city to search for it, from one bakery to the others, until my legs went numb, then I gave up. In the end I went to the American's Starbuck and spent almost 4 Euros for one small piece of delicious chocolate truffle cake.
Before I headed to Indo, my friends here already warned me in advance, not to eat too much there and become "double Santi" as I come back. One of these friends always calls me as "Santi, the girl who never stops eating", which is not true! So I needed to prove it to her, that I'm not the one who never stops eating. But I'm not the type of person who can ignore temptations, so I ate everything served before me and just tried not to be overly gluted.
At last, before I got back to Germany, I successfully maintained the extra grams not to reach more than 2 kg (the scale needle kept depressingly swinging right and left).
Then I met the girlwhosayssantithegirlwhoneverstopseating. She observed me from head to toes and finally said, "Aha, new dresses, new style.... good.............. Yeah, you look fatter................ Your haircut looks ugly!" Hahahaha.... great. At least the fat was not the top of the problems.
Then I met my other friends whom I hadn't met for 2 months and they said, "You look skinnier!" Though I was jumping around at heart, I humbly replied, "Oh, really? I added 2 kilos" with a sheepish smile. So they said, ah... maybe your outfit fits you really well.
GREAAAAT.... I thougt. First, I've never been slim nor skinny in my life but they said I looked skinnier. Second, they were the first one in months who thought I lost some weights. Hohoho... I hope they will always leave their glasses at home. Third, my new outfits look incredible!
I'm not the type who likes to go on diet, since whenever I tried to, I usually gain more rather than loosing some. But my eating schedule is a mess, so it kinda helps me to go back to my previous shape. Now I still have one kilo left from the trip.
On the first flight, the stewardesses served us the last meal on the plane just before we landed, and right after I saw my father who picked me up at the airport, he said, “Let’s go and have some dinner. You must be hungry.” I was like “hihihi….”
As soon as I got to my father’s house I reached the weigh scale and my eyes were almost out of their sockets. 2 kilos more! In just some few hours! OMG, I think the gravity doesn’t really play its role on the weigh scale. You see, my country is exactly on the equator, so I should be less weighed in Indonesia than when I was nearer to the upper pole.
Well yeah, my stomach felt so stuffy when I was on the sky, not only because of the food but also the gas. Oh, I was quite polite not to let it out in front of the strangers, and the public lavatories always kept me from releasing stuffs freely and comfortably. So I was quite miserable at that time. Then I accused the gas of taking part in adding some grams on me.
My country is the paradise of food and snacks. I especially love snacks. So when I got home, I ate everything that I missed, everything that they don’t have in this foreign country. The country that invented black forest, but has no idea of what bolu kukus, lemper, kroket, risoles, pisang bolen, gehu, lumpia semarang, lumpia goreng sambel kacang, pempek, lotek, gado-gado, gudek, tempe mendoan, jagung bakar 5 rasa, martabak, kue pancong, kembang tahu, ronde jahe, nasi campur gardujati, kuo tiek, ketupat sayur, sate padang, bakpao, es sarang burung, batagor, baso tahu, ketan bakar or es kelapa muda are. Ohhh….. there are lots more, I can’t list them all. Anyway, I ate all the things I mentioned (and a lot more, I forget what else I ate) in that 1 month holiday :D
The snacks they have here in Germany are just strawberry pie (hell, they don't have strawberry cheese cake!), Möhren-Kuchen, Butter-Bretzel, Butterkuchen and Spinatstrudel. Yeah, they all taste good, but there are too few choices, so I got bored. It's even hard to find chocolate cake in the bakery. I mean the REAL chocolate cake with all chocolate layers and all chocolate sponge like brownies or so. I remember as one day I really really craved for a chocolate cake, and I strolled down the city to search for it, from one bakery to the others, until my legs went numb, then I gave up. In the end I went to the American's Starbuck and spent almost 4 Euros for one small piece of delicious chocolate truffle cake.
Before I headed to Indo, my friends here already warned me in advance, not to eat too much there and become "double Santi" as I come back. One of these friends always calls me as "Santi, the girl who never stops eating", which is not true! So I needed to prove it to her, that I'm not the one who never stops eating. But I'm not the type of person who can ignore temptations, so I ate everything served before me and just tried not to be overly gluted.
At last, before I got back to Germany, I successfully maintained the extra grams not to reach more than 2 kg (the scale needle kept depressingly swinging right and left).
Then I met the girlwhosayssantithegirlwhoneverstopseating. She observed me from head to toes and finally said, "Aha, new dresses, new style.... good.............. Yeah, you look fatter................ Your haircut looks ugly!" Hahahaha.... great. At least the fat was not the top of the problems.
Then I met my other friends whom I hadn't met for 2 months and they said, "You look skinnier!" Though I was jumping around at heart, I humbly replied, "Oh, really? I added 2 kilos" with a sheepish smile. So they said, ah... maybe your outfit fits you really well.
GREAAAAT.... I thougt. First, I've never been slim nor skinny in my life but they said I looked skinnier. Second, they were the first one in months who thought I lost some weights. Hohoho... I hope they will always leave their glasses at home. Third, my new outfits look incredible!
I'm not the type who likes to go on diet, since whenever I tried to, I usually gain more rather than loosing some. But my eating schedule is a mess, so it kinda helps me to go back to my previous shape. Now I still have one kilo left from the trip.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Untitled Memory
You stand in the middle of the road
Your feet are on the border
Of the future and the past
Knowing you can’t go back
But too scared to step forward
When you look up facing the dark night
The snow starts to fall down
Like blur memories from the past
No matter how you wish upon the falling stars
Your wishes would never come true
Now the million stars glittering in the sky
Are just the reflections of your spilled tear drops
The time has arrived
When you have to let it all go
Tears of happiness and tears of pain
Are now blended together
As you grasp all those memories
Hold them tight near to your heart
Knowing they will keep you alive
Remind you of what makes you who you are
And you get your strength as you try to smile
Now as you look up
The snow and the stars seem so beautiful
Beautiful enough to heal your broken heart
Friday, October 02, 2009
a Broken Washing Machine and a Broken TV Bring Out Beautiful Outcomes
How many times did you run into trouble when using the washing vending machines? Well, I got lots of troubles using them. Is it just those machines in the students’ dormitories that always work improperly or most of the vending machines are like that? I feel like I come from the Flintstones era whenever I use the stupid machine (or is it me who's being stupid? Or maybe I just had bad lucks?). Tsk… today I lost 1€ and the machine refused to work. Before this, I experienced the faded colors, the machine stopped working even though the work was not done yet because I didn’t put enough coins, so I regretfully had to take the laundry out and let the water that was left in the machine flowed to the floor. Uh oh, I felt sorry for the Hausmeister who had to clean it up :p. No need to mention what kind of other problems I bumped into in the past, you must have experienced at least one of them too.
Ah… but forget about the bad luck. The sun always shines after a rainy day. After I lost 1€, I got my hand full explaining to a cute guy who came in after me and wanted to use the same defect-metal-box.
And if I remind myself of what happened yesterday… I shouldn’t complain about losing the tiny amount of money. ‘Cos I got a television for freeeeee!!! Yay!!! Thanks to Z who found it outside my room and told me to take it in. It’s like someone sent me a TV from heaven to replace my old TV that got broken during the delivery when I was moving into this room. And I kept that broken TV for a long time ‘cos I didn’t have the heart to throw it away. At least not before I found its successor. So I finally set it free yesterday. Sure, I took its last picture standing alone in the empty hallway... for the sake of memento.
Ah… but forget about the bad luck. The sun always shines after a rainy day. After I lost 1€, I got my hand full explaining to a cute guy who came in after me and wanted to use the same defect-metal-box.
And if I remind myself of what happened yesterday… I shouldn’t complain about losing the tiny amount of money. ‘Cos I got a television for freeeeee!!! Yay!!! Thanks to Z who found it outside my room and told me to take it in. It’s like someone sent me a TV from heaven to replace my old TV that got broken during the delivery when I was moving into this room. And I kept that broken TV for a long time ‘cos I didn’t have the heart to throw it away. At least not before I found its successor. So I finally set it free yesterday. Sure, I took its last picture standing alone in the empty hallway... for the sake of memento.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Experiment on Animal Sounds
made for completing one task I got from a class called Mapping.
The idea of this experiment is to classify the animal sounds into pitches. Just like human, animal also talks in various tones (different frequencies of voice).
We can grumble and produce low pitch sounds or we can clamor and produce high pitch sounds. Animal never talks in one tone only, which is why the sound that an animal produce is already “music” to me. Therefore I cannot classify each animal voice into an exact category of pitches.
But still, just like human, I think animal voice can be put into groups of vocal range too. Some animal talks in its natural low vocal range and some other has a higher vocal range. To compare it with the human voice, let’s say for instance, a lion growls in its bass voice and a rooster crows in its countertenor voice. That is how I classify the voices, based on their vocal range.
I could not find anyone made a research on animal’s vocal range or scientifically put it in voice category, therefore there is no scientific explanation for the classification I made in this experiment. It is just my idea of mapping the animal sounds and form some music from it.
The Notes
Since I'm not a musician nor have the sensitivity to distinguish notes, I will not draw a formula to show which sound is similar to which note. So there is no do-re-mi in this list of notes, just the names of the animals. I try to put them in order from the lower vocal range to the higher, but it will only be based on my own interpretation.
So these are the animal sounds I use in this experiment.
The Music
I didn't take all the "notes" to form the music, just some of them. Honestly, the result is not as good as I've imagined before and it is very short. I tried to make it longer, but I was stuck. I guess I'm just not creative enough to be a composer :)
PS:
The inspiration comes from my childhood memory. I was still in the Kindergarten when we learned how to play one traditional music instrument called angklung. This unique instrument can only perform a melody when it is played together with other angklung(s). Why? Because each angklung only holds one note. So, angklung is usually played by many people in an ensemble, with each person holds one instrument with one note.
Since we (at that time) did not know what musical note is, our teachers put an animal sticker on each instrument. Then they built the musical notation using the animal pictures too.
When the teacher points the picture of a duck, all children who hold the angklung with duck picture has to shake (play) their instrument. When the teacher points the bird, every kid who has the bird angklung takes their turn and shakes their angklung, and so on. That way, even some kindergartners who don't know how to read notation can perform a nice song.
This then bring me to the idea, that animals may represent notes.
Credits
All of the animal sounds are taken from:
http://www.animal-sounds.org/animal-sounds-free-download.html
http://www.a1freesoundeffects.com/animal.html
Software used:
GarageBand
Wavepad Trial Edition
Windows Movie Maker
The idea of this experiment is to classify the animal sounds into pitches. Just like human, animal also talks in various tones (different frequencies of voice).
We can grumble and produce low pitch sounds or we can clamor and produce high pitch sounds. Animal never talks in one tone only, which is why the sound that an animal produce is already “music” to me. Therefore I cannot classify each animal voice into an exact category of pitches.
But still, just like human, I think animal voice can be put into groups of vocal range too. Some animal talks in its natural low vocal range and some other has a higher vocal range. To compare it with the human voice, let’s say for instance, a lion growls in its bass voice and a rooster crows in its countertenor voice. That is how I classify the voices, based on their vocal range.
I could not find anyone made a research on animal’s vocal range or scientifically put it in voice category, therefore there is no scientific explanation for the classification I made in this experiment. It is just my idea of mapping the animal sounds and form some music from it.
The Notes
Since I'm not a musician nor have the sensitivity to distinguish notes, I will not draw a formula to show which sound is similar to which note. So there is no do-re-mi in this list of notes, just the names of the animals. I try to put them in order from the lower vocal range to the higher, but it will only be based on my own interpretation.
So these are the animal sounds I use in this experiment.
The Music
I didn't take all the "notes" to form the music, just some of them. Honestly, the result is not as good as I've imagined before and it is very short. I tried to make it longer, but I was stuck. I guess I'm just not creative enough to be a composer :)
PS:
The inspiration comes from my childhood memory. I was still in the Kindergarten when we learned how to play one traditional music instrument called angklung. This unique instrument can only perform a melody when it is played together with other angklung(s). Why? Because each angklung only holds one note. So, angklung is usually played by many people in an ensemble, with each person holds one instrument with one note.
Since we (at that time) did not know what musical note is, our teachers put an animal sticker on each instrument. Then they built the musical notation using the animal pictures too.
When the teacher points the picture of a duck, all children who hold the angklung with duck picture has to shake (play) their instrument. When the teacher points the bird, every kid who has the bird angklung takes their turn and shakes their angklung, and so on. That way, even some kindergartners who don't know how to read notation can perform a nice song.
This then bring me to the idea, that animals may represent notes.
Credits
All of the animal sounds are taken from:
http://www.animal-sounds.org/animal-sounds-free-download.html
http://www.a1freesoundeffects.com/animal.html
Software used:
GarageBand
Wavepad Trial Edition
Windows Movie Maker
Friday, August 21, 2009
Just Another Ordinary Day
Today:
I lazily get off the bed with heavy eyes. The alarm clock had already given up shouting after the 4th snooze. I only slept for 5 to 6 hours every night in the last two weeks. Sometimes less when I couldn’t shut down my stubborn brain even after 3 o’clock in the morning.
Today:
I had a fight with my best friend. The first frontal fight after we’ve become friends for about a year. Part of it was my fault. I was too harsh and very impatient because I was sure that I was right and I was tired of arguing about simple things that became big. My words had offended her, so I said sorry. Then I went to the bathroom. Obviously I didn’t only release the regular stuff, but also released the tense in my brain. So I felt very light hearted after that and I just wanted to laugh at our stupid fight. But she was still hot, couldn’t even give a bitter smile. Anyway, after some time she cooled down too and we talked like normal again.
Maybe what happened today will bond us stronger.
Today:
My professors told me that the team definitely needs me in the project. I was really good in some tasks and they really gave me some supportive words. I was happy. It went quite well and short.
Today:
I remember, one week left before I fly to home. The luggage is still unpacked. The souvenirs for the relatives still have to be bought. What do they like? What do they need? Why are those stuffs so expensive? Is it enough for everybody? There are still no candies for the kids. Oh no….!
Today:
One of my friend is on his flight, flying back home for good. Maybe we won’t see each other again, maybe we will. Who knows…
Today:
I want to jump into bed earlier. But I still have this damn report to finish. Aaaah….. give me a break!
Today was so different from yesterday. Even though both are just ordinary days, but no day is really that ordinary. I wonder what tomorrow will bring.
Good night now.
I lazily get off the bed with heavy eyes. The alarm clock had already given up shouting after the 4th snooze. I only slept for 5 to 6 hours every night in the last two weeks. Sometimes less when I couldn’t shut down my stubborn brain even after 3 o’clock in the morning.
Today:
I had a fight with my best friend. The first frontal fight after we’ve become friends for about a year. Part of it was my fault. I was too harsh and very impatient because I was sure that I was right and I was tired of arguing about simple things that became big. My words had offended her, so I said sorry. Then I went to the bathroom. Obviously I didn’t only release the regular stuff, but also released the tense in my brain. So I felt very light hearted after that and I just wanted to laugh at our stupid fight. But she was still hot, couldn’t even give a bitter smile. Anyway, after some time she cooled down too and we talked like normal again.
Maybe what happened today will bond us stronger.
Today:
My professors told me that the team definitely needs me in the project. I was really good in some tasks and they really gave me some supportive words. I was happy. It went quite well and short.
Today:
I remember, one week left before I fly to home. The luggage is still unpacked. The souvenirs for the relatives still have to be bought. What do they like? What do they need? Why are those stuffs so expensive? Is it enough for everybody? There are still no candies for the kids. Oh no….!
Today:
One of my friend is on his flight, flying back home for good. Maybe we won’t see each other again, maybe we will. Who knows…
Today:
I want to jump into bed earlier. But I still have this damn report to finish. Aaaah….. give me a break!
Today was so different from yesterday. Even though both are just ordinary days, but no day is really that ordinary. I wonder what tomorrow will bring.
Good night now.
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