rachel jacobs.banyak orang belum tau dia, karena orang lebih banyak denger lagu2 mirip jewel, ani difranco atau bahkan alanis. cewe cantik ini kalo dimiripin kalo lagi yell nya suaranya mirip avril, but sucks! dia pasti marah kalo disamain ama that mommy's little gurl. kemaren dia konseer di bandung, dia tampil di 3 tempat di bdg, salah satu nya di tobucil dimana gw ama grup gw jadi opening act nya dia, hehe,, pas pertama liat, gw ngga nyangka kalo dia adalah rachel jacobs, sosok nya lebih mirip cewe2 bule gaul pada umumnya, tapi kalo ngeliat stelan sih rada2 ghetto juga nih cw, hehe,, parasnya cantik, bodi nya bohay, putih, uuhh,,, sssyyyrruuuppp! heheh,,dia emosi banget bawain lagu2 nya, liriknya dalem2 banget, mulai dari cinta sampe kaum proletar, damn! dia bilang kalo lirik2 nya itu adalah diary2 nya, setelah selesai saya sempet ngobrol sama pemilik recording company yg bawahin rachel, namanya alex, dia ghetto abis, recordingnya berisi mulai dari punk sampe rap,kaya epitaph rec. gitu lah kalo yg terkenal nya mah. dia bilang rachel itu talented banget, dan feminis dan seidikit radical hehehe.. cantik2 radical! hehe.. tuh alex bawa viniyl ama 7inch sama cd banyak bgt, hasil produk2 dari label dia, sumpah siah kucel abis! huehuehe,, labelnya dia daerah newyork,, jadi kalo ada yang mau join, coba deh check racheljacobs di google, gw lupa alamat web labelnya sama rachel nya,, heuhuehe,,
buat semua,,,,baca buku! support ur local literatur juga!soalnya emma goldman pernah bilang, "the most violent things in society is an ignorance" ... ok?

Do you ever feel like breaking down?Do you ever feel out of place?Like somehow you just don't belongAnd no one understands youDo you ever wanna run away?Do you lock yourself in your room?With the radio on turned up so loudThat no one hears you screamingNo you don't know what it's likeWhen nothing feels alrightYou don't know what it's like to be like meTo be hurtTo feel lostTo be left out in the darkTo be kickedWhen you're downTo feel like you've been pushed aroundTo be on the edge of breaking downWhen no one's there to save youNo you don't know what it's likeWelcome to my lifeDo you wanna be somebody else?Are you sick of feeling so left out?Are you desperate to find something moreBefore your life is overAre you stuck inside a world you hate?Are you sick of everyone around?With the big fake smiles and stupid liesBut deep inside you're bleedingNo you don't know what it's likeWhen nothing feels alrightYou don't know what it's like to be like meTo be hurtTo feel lostTo be left out in the darkTo be kickedWhen you're downTo feel like you've been pushed aroundTo be on the edge of breaking downWhen no one's there to save youNo you don't know what it's likeWelcome to my lifeNo one ever lies straight to your faceAnd no one ever stabbed you in the backYou might think I'm happy But I'm not gonna be okEverybody always gave you what you wantedYou never had to work it was always thereYou don't know what it's like

ini adalah beberapa potongan kata dan puisi2 dari film dead poets society yang buku nya gw jadiin kitab! hauhuahauhua.,,, enjoy it!

TIS ONLY IN THEIR DREAMS THAT MEN TRULY BE FREE,'TWAS ALWAYS THUS, AND ALWAYS THUS WILL BE.
-KEATING-

O Captain! My Captain!
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies,Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up - for you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths - for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;Hear Captain! dear father! The arm beneath your head! It is some dream your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done, From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won; Exult O shore, and ring O bells! But I with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.

O me! O life!
O me! O life! of the questions of these recurring.Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill'd with the foolish.Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew'd.Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me, Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,The question, O me! so sad, recurring -- What good amid these, O me, O life?Answer That you are here--that life exists and identity,That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
-WALT WHITMAN-1819-1892


To the Virgins,Make Much of Time
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,Old time is still a-flying,And this same flower that smiles today,To-morrow will be dying.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,The higher he's a-getting,The sooner will his race be run,And nearer he's to setting.
That age is best which is the first,When youth and blood are warmer;But being spent, the worse and worstTimes still succeed the former.
Then be not coy, but use your time,and while ye may, go marry;For having lost just once your prime,You may for ever tarry.
-ROBERT HERRICK1591-1674


dan kalo gw jadi guru sastra kayaknya gw pengen jad mr keating. huhuehuhe..

seize the day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

penerimaan pegawai negri sipil

setiap penerimaan pegawai negeri sipil bagi gw cuma sandiwara besar2-an yang pernah terjadi, pendaftar yang berjubel semua menginginkan duduk di bangku pemerintahan yang notabene dalam penerimaan ini hanya menerima sedikit pegawai.
yap, hegemoni pejabat tinggi dengan titipan2.nya masih merajalela dalam penerimaan pegawai negeri sipil ini, ada seorang teman beberapa waktu lalu langsung lulus tes pegawai negeri tanpa test! itu karena tante nya merupakan orang petinggi di pemerintahan.
jadi selama ini kalian belajar di sekolah berusaha rangking 10 besar, berusaha mencapai nilai tertinggi di kampus dengan i.p menuju sempurna adalah sia2!!! karena kalian dikalahkan orang2 kaya yang diatas tadi!
hak setiap warga harusnya sudah mengalir dalam tiap inchi urat nadi setiap orang, tapi nyatanya bullshit..
dan akhirnya setelah duduk di pemerintahan, setiap pegawai masih harus bersusah payah untuk mencapai kesejahteraan yang notabene banyak dipotong anggaran2 ga penting! ya gw tau, karena bonyok gw pegawai negeri, gw tau potongan2 apa aja yang dipotong,, makannya ga heran, banyak pegawai negeri ngutang gede di bank2 lokal macam BRI atau BPD, itu untuk bikin usaha atau buang bayarin utang2 dia sebelumnya, dan untuk bayarnya ke bank gimana.. bayarnya ya minjem lagih, gali lobang tutup lobang lah..
udah ah.. gw mau nerusin baca the black march novel about youth nazi troof ....

dumbq is his own man:
an urban un-futuristic producer and hard-spitting MC with an engorged heart and a high-speed chip on his shoulder.
Count me in.
the voice is a rich, flat bass cut with a thin growl;
through its resonance, he's able to explore the variations within a timbre to access a vast emotional range.
has arrived to smash your ears in with indo hip-hop so far underground it requires a degree in politics... (huh??)
Give it time and his detached drawl will hypnotize you and his fables will load directly into your brain.
grade= A.

buat orang2 yang anggap gw sedikit freak..
tau kenapa kau memanggilku freak???? karena gw memang freak!!! gw masih terduduk mendiami batu nisan yang sudah bertuliskan namaku, mendengar bualan kosong podium yang berisikan seorang tua berjubah putih sambil berkhotbah membaca membaca Revolutionary Pleasure Of Thinking For Yourself dari pengarang tak dikenal, iya anjing! gw tau judge bey sudah mati tetumpuk puing-puing gedung tinggi necropolis di bandung dan jakarta. masih kurang freak kah gw?! ok.. let continue.. perintah tuhan dan sang atheist masih gw dituruti, sabda chauvinis dari manusia-manusia suci di syaf terdepan surga juga masih kadang gw turuti,dimana modal mensensor adegan seks antara tuhan dengan bidadari, gw jijik anjing!!!barisan depan bertopeng bak zapatista dan berbaju hitam ala ninja masih dikomandoi malaikat jibril dan juga gw. hahahaha! jago kan? tapi masih tetep aja freak anjing!!!semiotika neoliberal sama seperti tugas akhir dari seorang mahasiswa karbitan yaitu gw, masih perlahan terdengar bacot seorang feminis di tempat tidur seorang pelacur yang sekarang tertidur di sisi gw. hahaha! gw bakar semangat seperti buku making punk a threat again! gw ikuti perlawanan tanpa membaca buku khalil gibran dan sayap patahnya. menganalisa materialistik yang sering digambarkan oleh para penganut realisme sosialissambil duduk diatas nisan dan menonton fight club hahahah! cukup freak-kah gw?! cukup kan? ok terima kasih!!! hahahahahahahaa