LalaDanilela

Mo se jadikan ritual saja, tiap kali stuck sama nulis essay saya akan menulis dsini instead. Skarang saya akan menceritkan tentang betapa bahagianya sekolah di Manchester yang banyak keluarga Indonesia dan mahasiswa PhD yang dtg skolah membawa keluarganya. Let me explain why. Di manchester raya ini ada namanya IF-Man atau Indonesian Fellowship Manchester. Ini persekutuan org2 Indonesia beragama Kristen disini. Kalo utk Muslim ada Pengajian. Nah. Tiap bulan, ada persekutuan doa, jadi keluarga2 yg dsini gantian jadi hostnya. Sekali sebulan, hari sabtu kita datang ibadah bersama. Terus, karena kita akan menyanyi di International Carol Service dan mo ngadain acara Natal bersama, sekarang tiap minggu kita latihan nyanyi. Nah. Apart of singing for Christmas yang mana sangat sekali ya pemirsa tetap bisa se lakukan walo bukan di makassar, hal indah yg bisa dipetik adalah: selalu disediakan konsumsi. And i mean always. Baik persekutuan maupun latian nyanyi. Sejauh ini sudah makan soto ayam, lon...

Yesterday my financial appraisal group had hot-pot lunch at Kevin's place. I'm not gonna write the hot-pot story in this post though, because if I do the title would not make sense. What I want to write now is India Dance!! Syalalalaaaa. *and bcos I'm writing IKE essay now and I'm stuck so in order to maintain the writing mood I decided to make a blog post* *uh-huh* There's this movie titled "KABHI KUSHI KABHI GHUM". Starring Sharukh Khan and Kajol, and other big names as well. But those two are the ones I love most in the movie. They played characters named Rahul and Anjeli (which are also their characters' names in Kuch Kuch Hota Hae. Don't ask me why, how would I know?) Anyway. Rahul set eyes on Anjeli for the first was in her neighborhood. She was dancing. In the middle of some other men dancing, they were celebrating something. She wore red sari, the men wore white clothes. And it was magical. The way she danced, her expression,...

(pun unintended) This has become somewhat a routine. Sleep at eleven-ish, wake up at 00:30, then would be able to back to sleep at two. Still got 23 minutes, so I'm gonna write something about my friends here. My dear dear friends, P.Cantik . For diplomatic reasons, not gonna write the full name here :p Just now realized that I haven't upload that many that many pictures with them on facebook. Well, I know there are many photos in my old laptop. But for some reason didn't upload them. May be because we met so regularly in class? I don't upload a lot of my family pictures as well. Neither photos with my cousins and I hang out with them all the time. Anyway. Right now I'm in the mood for reminiscing... P.Cantik normally consists of seven gals and a dude. Vina, Dhesa, Iphe, Needha, Mumu, Yuni, Oma, and myself. Well, we hang out with others all the time but these are the people that consistently did the "P" word. Moving on. One of the most memorable ...

My life, nowadays, mostly has been spent in this particular corner. I don't really like to study by myself in library. Have done group works in library of course, usually in John Rylands lib. Oh and the other day I found Coke official company report in Eddie Davies lib!! I'll make a post about the libraries here sometime. Anyway. I do most of my work in this corner. I need space, need music, moving around, while writing or reading. Particularly when feeling productive, I'd dance. True story. The downside of this method, of course, are the distractions. Facebook, streaming, mangareader.net, online shops... But so far I've always completed tasks, never missed deadlines, and I do my readings. But may be just for the sake of the experience, I should try sit down for hours in library... May be just to be around with people.... Now that's creepy, tone it down, no need to expose yourself furthermore particularly that side. Moving on. I'd like to share my precious preci...

"Diderot was given a new, red gown as a present. Because it made other items in his study look shabby, he progressively replaced his desk, curtains, and carpet so that they went with his new robe." http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diderot_effect ; G.McCracken. One new thing drive you to purchase a whole other things. Sounds vaguely familiar. Ehm. No actual self reflecting will be written furthermore. Still... I'll just cough. UHUK UHUK.

This is an article I wrote a couple of months ago. I don't know whether it was published or not, probably not, since I haven't heard back. Oh well, that's alright. I'd just like to post it here. :) WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU DID SOMETHING FOR THE FIRST TIME Y ang saya maksud disini adalah mencoba suatu aktivitas yang benar-benar baru untuk pertama kalinya dalam hidup Anda. Bukan sekedar mencoba restoran baru atau baju baru. Sebenarnya mencoba restoran baru bisa masuk sih, kalau Anda seumur hidup hanya makan di lima restoran berbeda dan tidak pernah mencoba restoran yang baru di buka di mall, misalnya. Tapi kalau Anda mencoba every new hip restaurant opened in town, well itu tidak masuk kategori the very FIRST TIME experience yang saya maksud. Pacaran dengan orang baru juga tidak termasuk. Terutama kalau Anda ganti pacar tiap minggu. Yang saya tanyakan adalah suatu aktivitas yang benar-benar tidak pernah Anda lakukan sebelumnya. Menjalani hidup...

I have loved Utada Hikaru's First Love since forever. I remember listened to it from my sister's cassette player in elementary. And just recently I find out Boyz II Men cover her song!!! Well, the album was released in the beginning of this year, so no, this is not new. But still. I just find it out, so happy!

Terbangun subuh2 tidak bisa tidur lagi mari ramble ramble lagi. after i got here, some people have asked me questions about studying abroad (good marks during uni, do ur best in ielts, dan modal - yang mana bisa didapat dari mana saja). disini ketemu dengan banyak orang2 pintar, yg skolah ksini dengan atau tanpa beasiswa. kalo dengar ceritanya, ada banyak sekali kesempatan buat dapat beasiswa. ada temanku malah dapat beasiswa Chevening PLUS beasiswa dari uni. pastinya ieltsnya bagus, rajin cari peluang dan komunikasi (kalo kek temanku itu, berhubung beasiswa Cheveningnya katanya kurang secara tuition fee di jurusannya mmg lebih mahal, dia hubungi uni of manchester, jelaskan situasinya, terus akhirnya doski dapat deh beasiswa tambahan! hebat yaaaa). THERE ARE A LOT OF WAYS. ada juga teman yang selalu bawa dalam doa biar dapat beasiswa, setelah 2 ato 3 tahun (sori nda yakin brp lama) menunggu doa dijawab sambil terus kerja akhirnya dia dapat jalan. dan dikasi beasiswa buat perusahaan. da...

It's 9.08pm. Done with my part for FA, or so i think, nanti kita liat apa komentar si gendut. kali ini malas menulis pake bahasa inggris. se suka deh menulis pake keyboard macbook ini, ringaaaaan skali. teruuuus apa diii.... ini baru tanggal 17 dan sudah miskin. hahahahaha ya gimana dong, sapa suru si kai ngajakin ke london. london itu besaaaaar rame.... se tidak terlalu suka. se suka kota kek manchester ini, mirip2 makassar dalam hal tidak terlalu rame tapi lengkap kok. wait, kalo mo dibandingkan manchester itu mungkin lebih mirip sama surabaya karna most things that available in jakarta also available in surabaya sama seperti most things that is available in london is also available in manchester. cerita lain adalah saya sukaaaaa skali kalo kuliah di gedung Mansfield Cooper, got 2 classes there. soalnya dekat dari rumah!! hihihi. tinggal 5 menit jalan kaki, jadi keluar flat 15menit sebelumnya lah. jalan2 super pelan dan santai menikmati pemandangan terus sampe dehhhh. apalagi apa...

www.musiktulus.com Tuan kesepian, tak punya teman Hatinya rapuh tapi belagak tangguh Nona tak berkawan tak pernah rasakan cinta Sungguh pandai berkhayal, mimpi itu alamnya Mereka berdua bertemu di suatu sudut taman kota Bertatap tapi tak bicara, masing2nya menganalisa Tuan apa yang salah padamu Mengapa wajahmu ada seribu Tuan apa yang salah padamu Seakan dunia hanya ada kamu, kamu, kamu, kamu Nona apa yang salah padamu Apa enaknya tenggelam dalam khayal Nona apa yang salah padamu Kau tau ku tak punya hati, kau masih saja menanti Mereka terlarut dalam ego Hati tertutup diam kataku Bergetar tapi tak berkaca suara hanya angin lalu Nona jatuh cinta pada tuan Tuan menunggu yang lain Nona tak peduli walau tuan tak pernah peduli sekitarnya Bumped into this song recently, found it lovely.