Tanzen in Jakarta

Sebenarnya sih bukan benar-benar 'tanzen'.
Coba saja naik bis Trans Jakarta kala jam sibuk dan berdiri. You'll know what I mean.

Jumat pagi aku tiba di Jakarta. 12 jam perjalanan di dalam kereta Argo Anggrek hampir saja membunuhku. Perut melilit serasa ingin menjerit. Ugh. Thanks to mbak Elly :) atas waktunya untuk menjemputku, menemani makan pagi, rela menunggu di halte selagi aku 'berjuang' di kedubes negara sang kekasih. Atas kamar mungilnya yang membuatku tidur nyenyak tak gerak selama 2 jam! Teman-temannya yang baik mengantarku tuk beli makan siang mengisi perutku yang keroncongan. Atas 'pinjaman' langkahnya menemaniku seharian di Jakarta!

Tanzen im Bus. Tanzen im Bus. Tangan-tangan mungil kurus kita seakan selalu ingin terlepas dari pengangan bewarna abu-abu itu. DJ pak supir pas banget membuat penumpang menari seakan di lantai disco yang berjalan. wah. haha lucu juga kalau ingat-ingat lagi. Serasa ndeso. Tapi seru. Baru beberapa jam di jakarta sudah punya joke : Tanzen im Bus!

Jakarta oh Jakarta. Jadi tambah alasan cinta sama Surabaya dan Sidoarjo ^^. Meski kurang dari sehari di Jakarta, suasana Jakarta telah mudahnya melekat padaku. Jakarta yang hingar, ramai, macettttt..! Tapi salut melihat orang-orang yang hectic membawa langkahnya dengan cepat seakan saling berebut meraih kursi 'rejeki' :) pempek 1000-an yang enak banget, masker 5000an yang nggak ada di surabaya :) Salut buat mbak Elly, semoga sukses dan sehat selalu ya mbak ;)

Well, semoga ada kesempatan lagi kesana, ingin mengajak wong prancis itu tanzen im Bus juga. Atau ada yang lain mau ikut? ^^



macet ^^



macet juga ^^



posing haha ^^



before going back to Surabaya, thanx mbak Elly!




Cheers! Life is life, survive! :D
-Ama-

Malam

Air tenang mengalir.
Pelan dan hati-hati.
Seakan menjaga mataku dari pedih.

Bulu mata saling berpeluk.
Basah layaknya kehujanan.

Aku tak meminta banyak.
Hanya rangkaian kata teratur.
...

AmA - kamar gelap campur suara jam dinding.
tik tok.

Pink T-shirt

*Menunggu swiss vs chile babak ke-2*

These 2 days. or 3.
Dry pillow and clean bed.
I am wearing pink t-shirt.
I've even painted.

July.
More canvases.
Perhaps seeing sunset.
My body is missing the sand.
My hair is begging for the wind.

He told me about his days.
His messy hair and noisy coffee maker.
I am touching you, G.
I am, from far away.

Cheers,
AmA

Ice cream (Cold and Melty)

*with a cup of coffee and a ring that my finger has*

All winter, we got carried
Oh way over on the rooftops let's get married.
All summer we just hurried
so come over, just be patient, and don't worry.
So come over, just be patient, and don't worry.

*I remember the smell and the sounds. It was cold, sometimes freezing and it could be wet and very salty. I was sweating. I cried and I showed my teeth. 1 season felt like two. I don't mean to rush. But shouldn't I be? Marriage and its foolishness. The story and its demands.I don't want to. I've got a piece of paper. I wrote too many. I hoped too much, perhaps. But I am not guilty. Now I know, being good doesn't always take me to what is good. Not for now*

So come over, just be patient, and don't worry.
And don't worry.

*Yes I am patient. I've been taught so. But maybe not my mind. Those paintings are blind. They need the eyes. Some needs the lips. I put the colors. But they don't look colorful*

Try.......
Try.......
Try.......

*I will always. But don't I deserve the same?*

No I don't wanna battle from beginning to end
I don't want cycle or recycle revenge
I don't wanna follow death and all his friends.

*I heard you, my friend. The time will come. And it would be a beauty. I don't try to hit back, even if I have to. I just need new days, and they should be better. Better. God, are You listening to me? Do You see my tears? Can You feel how I touch You when I put my head on the ground? I love this coffe too much, so does my tounge. A piece of smile*

A man sang, " I am not dead, I am just sleeping in my head"

*I would hug you, no matter I hate or love you*

Cheers!
AmA

Inspirated bY : ColDplay

*SpeEchLessS*

Ya. Akhirnya yang sudah aku impikan jelas.
Jelas tak kan tergapai.
Tidak untuk saat ini.
Kasihan wajahku.
Tadi basah dan asin.

Yes, I am now in the middle.
Between the green tanktop and the comfy bed.
Would I wear it or sleep.
Deep.
As I would pass the days.

Today :
a glass of milkshake and thousands of friend's jokes.

Smile..smile..
AmA

Another 'sunday'

Seru sekali kembali ke pelukan teman-teman.
Hanya dengan kopi dan banyak bicara.
Thanks for your time. It was really fun.

The Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf

Cheers,
Amanda

Minggu

Pagi ini aku menyadari bahwa banyak hal yang terlewatkan saat biasanya aku memilih untuk tidur selepas subuhan. Aku menyadari bahwa banyak hal yang lebih penting untuk ku-ucap dalam do'a-do'aku. Selfish. Entah kenapa aku menyempatkan untuk menulis ini meski tak panjang.

Semoga kesadaranku ini tak hanya milik hari Minggu.

Cheers,
AmA