star-crossed melodies

What’s with the title? Oh nothing serious really, it’s just that…one of the person in the picture wanted to have bitch(es) so bad. Hey dude, does the term ‘bitches’ also goes for male? (This question is for the person I mentioned before, you, yeah you dude…)

This is about Monday with iServ guys. Around 2 pm, Oz called and invited me to have doTA tournament among iServ guys. But before that, we went to have some meal first. There were Ade, Gilang, Sigit, Oz, and me. It was a really crazy journey, that day.
Our first stop, Istana Plaza’s Food Court.

Hmmm, look at those two. And look at those empty glasses, bowls, and plates. Yes, my friend, they ate them all.
Tips: If you’re in the same car with them, BE CAREFUL! try not to sit next to any of them especially if you’re a male (unless you really want it, that is). Be aware of ‘itchy-hands’, ‘perv-look’, and ’scary voices’.

The man in the middle: chief of HIMA**.
The one to his left: so cute (NOT) guy, weird person.
The one to his right: What’s with the face. Questioned sex preferences.
Eating guy: The manager (Tenchou?) with his afro hair. "What was that?!"

Next!! Pizza Hut! Hell, they eat a lot. After main course at Istana’s Plaza Food Court, we actually went to Pizza Hut. Ade ordered pizza, Gilang too. (Couldn’t get enough eh?)
Oz ordered ice cream. (Afraid of getting fat, dude?)
And Sig ordered kwe-tiaw (Hahahha, PH does served kew-tiaw wakkakakakak! NDESO!!)
See what I mean?? Look at those pathetic faces. MWAHAHAHAH. Dude, what’s with your tounge?

After full, we played doTA. And hell, you guys still have a long way to go to beat me! And we were still have a long way to go to beat other human players wekekekkeke.

Anyway, for those of you out there. If you happened to find red-starlet car or red hyundai atoz (marlboro like colored) which I forgot their license numbers, please do ignore if someone started coming out of the car, or open the window and started shouting "Go back to your city d*mn*d Jakartans, we don’t want you here!" or "Do not flirt with our girls!" or "You caused all this traffic jam!" or "Just build your own FO in Jakarta, why bother coming here!?" or such thing like that…just ignore them…

So, dudes…wanna play again? I’m kicking yer sorry arses, mate! (trying to say it in Irish accent)

hmmmm, dapet dua kata mutiara team sampah nih…eh, bukan kata mutiara sih. lebih ke bincang-bincang, kehehehhee….

A: "Woy, kumpulin laporan terus presentasi. disuruh sekarang, cepet ya!"
B: "WAaduh, gw ga bisa uey, sibuk."
A: "Sibuk ngapain?"
B: "Tidur"

X: "Woy, laporan praktikum udah selesai belum?"
Y: "Belum euy, nih lagi ngerjain pusing, susah! Lo gimana, udah?"
X: "Gw juga belum, masih ngerjain tugas PMIP (nama suatu mata kuliah). Paling ntar"
Y: "Oh iye ye…PMIP juga ada tugas. Akh tambah puyeng dah gw. Tidur aja akh…"

Nanti klo dapet lebih banyak lagi akan tak tulis di sini. Buat kenang-kenangan. Kehehehhe Team Sampah Rocks.

Do you know the Indonesian word for that title? Well, if you do, then you should know what this writing is all about.

It was Saturday night when the dead-body-society decided to go out after a long time of no going out together, all of us. We were planning on getting some grub…or dinner someplace new. Been a while since the last time we were actually spending some time together and had lectures from the ‘master’. Unfortunately, that night, the ‘master’ was unable to join us since he had a ‘project’. Yeah, that’s what happened when a lecturer has projects. He ended up abandoning his ‘loyal students’ for the ‘project’. And why am I using so many quotes-unquotes? Ah well, if you know what I mean…what kind of people have projects during saturday nights? You seek the answer, within your own wisdom.

First thing was, we go eat. [Light-so-dead-body] recommend this place around Sukajadi called D’COST. So we actually went there. And I have to say, the food were cheap! I mean, you get all-you-can-eat-rice only for 1000 rups. Come on, in an ordinary foodshack around Simpang Dago, you have to pay at least 2000 rups to get a cup of rice. In D’COST, you can get as much as you want of rice! And for half the price also!

Same goes for the drink. Let’s just take sweet-ice-tea, a very standard drink many restaurants serve. For a glass of it, you only have to pay 500 rups while in most restaurants it varies around 1500 to more than 2000 rups! I don’t know about the other food. But I think it’s quite cheap also. And FYI, this restaurant serves mainly seafood. And oh, [Tie-toe] was so worked up over the special menu served there…The Super Giant something something Crab with Singapore Sauce whatsoever. He really wanted to try it out. But it was quite expensive as it was 90000 rups! I bet it’s totally jumbo sized crab. Kewl! Anyway, the food was good (and cheap) and then we hang out for a bit before we go to our next destination which was Paris Van Java.

Just after we arrived at Paris Van Java, we just remember that it was Liverpool versus Manchester United live from Anfield that night! So we went straight to MU cafe nearby to watch the match after a long stroll looking for parking spot which was really hard to find since, yeah we know, it was saturday night. It was very crowded at the cafe as there were so many people watching. Strangely enough, there were as much as Liverpool fan as it was MU back there in the cafe. I mean, it was MU cafe, but I think there were slightly more Liverpool’s fan than the MU’s itself. Anyway, the match was very intriguing, after Scholes was red-carded in the last minutes of the game, MU scored the only goal during the injury time. To be beaten 0-1 in their own home stadium, during last minutes of the match…must be hurt for Liverpool kehehe. Well, maybe they’ll do better against Barcelona…they must.

Nothing much about Paris Van Java…except…one shocking moment for every one of us just before we decided to go home. We met a friend, and old friend from back then junior high school. She was wearing veil, and pregnant, which made us surprised as the image was very different from the same person we had known back then in junior high.

Of course, while most of us was pretty surprised, the one who was shocked the most was probably [Tie-toe]. Me, I just thought of things, of how things changed.

t’Was pretty weird that, during our driving before going to Paris Van Java, we were talking about changes, of how some of our friends have either married and have child(dren). And there it was, like, some sort of final conclusion of our discussion that night, that God showed us the sign, that everything had moved on, with the appearance of that old friend of ours.

Well, we called it a night then, as [Undress-so-dead-body] take us home one by one.

Oh yeah, as of who joined us (the dead-body’s-society) during that saturday night hang out, these are the names of the people presented at that time:

[Undress-so-dead-body]
[Die-K-so-dead-body-junior]
[I-won-gambling]
[Light-so-dead-body]
[Tie-toe]
[Me-me-and-me]
and our special guest appearance as guest-lecture substituting [Gunner-master-of-engagement] is [McDonalds-clown-code]