my 1st violin exam October 20, 2009
Posted by aurenessa in a bit bout me life, living the life.Tags: dreamz, me, past
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Okay, so here’s the deal. One year ago, I was posting “the 4th exam” as it was the 4th time I went to “Cisatu II” to have my skill examined by one big Mr. British Man who is a big achiever in music major.
Oh, and good news. I passed that exam *LOL*
Back to the topic, now the place of the exam have been changed. I went to “Kiai Luhur” instead of “Cisatu II”. I don’t like it. It is hot, dusty, and quiet filthy.
And I thought,
It’s okay. The exam room maybe lit up a lil bit, for this place looks like cheap resto…
But unfortunately, it was destined not to be lit up. *sobbing*
Like usual, the participant must attend 1 hour before the time of the exam. I was there by 11 o’clock, and my exam was 11.45. So I waited and reviewed my scales and arpeggios. I don’t know why, but violin’s scales are a lil bit harder than piano’s.
First of all, you don’t have the key in violin. It’s all about feelings, and then my teacher would be soooo mad at me he’d said I’m crazy. *LOL*
Second, your hands walk a straight-line on piano. On violin? Different stories guys. 4 different strings. 4 different tones.
And third, I just can’t, and I am lazy but awesome. *LOL*
So, by 11.45 I am very nervous but remained to stay calm. For God’s sake, my teacher is really indifferent. =_=
And the funny thing is, this is the very first “Associated Board of the Royal Schools of Music“ exam that wasn’t on time. Actually I’m kinda glad. I have the time to open my violin case because the case can’t be brought to the exam room.
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Ms. Long Black Hair: “Aurel?”
Me: “Yes”
Ms. Long Black Hair: “Now’s the time. Follow me.”
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FYI, I really really hope that the exam room kinda BIG because it reduced the feeling of your claustrophobic thought. And it kinda nice to stand in the big room that bigger than you, and not stand in the room that make you LOOK very BIG!
And that happened. The room is very very tiny I can’t breath. If my violin’s bow is 2 centimeters longer I’ll definitely looks like somebody stupid who can’t play the violin. >_<
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20.10.09, 12.04 AM
Mr. Another British Man: “Hellooo…” *British Accent*
*Smile smile smile, don’t forget, but he didn’t even smile*
1st, 2nd, and 3rd pieces, I felt like my bow has its own will =.= The tones vibrated by themselves. *sobbing*
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20.10.09 12.14 AM
Mr. Another British Man: “Let’s do the aural for 3rd grader”
And like usual, like my story at the 4th exam, I can’t sing. It all went AAAAAA!!!!!! but I don’t think that is the tone that the Mr. Another British Man is looking for.
And suddenly~~~
Mr. Another British Man: “Okay, thank you. You may go now, don’t forget your pieces”
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Outside the room
What the hell just happened? =.=
Explanation: My 7th grade piano exam went by 25 minutes, and this one went by only 14 minutes. See the different?
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Conclusion:
I really like music, but the grogginess and nervous system in my head always played me. *LOL*
Hope this one went smoothly and I got good grades. 
and I think I wanna do the 8th graders exam next year. Hopefully 
from.the.one.who.never.stop.dreaming
Friendship :P September 25, 2009
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Two days ago, I went to my friend’s house. Actually, these friends of mine is special. They are the member of my band, which still vacuum for this days. I really hope we would play together again, as a band, as friends with very strong bond. No matter what.
Anyway, in their house we talked and Kuo was feeling like eating chicken and browsing. Okay, not really like that but blah! So, we went to Kentucky Fried Chicken (Colonel Sanders, everybody knows ^_^) and ate. Afterward, we walked to Istana Plaza at Pasir Kaliki because it isn’t that far. Only two zebra-cross. *LOL*
We talked. We walked. We mocked. We laughed.
Yeap, that’s Tabasco. But fortunately, we love each other too much to let go. *winks*
And then, a conversation happened.
Ronald : Guys, what if we go to PVJ (Paris van Java Mall, red. at Sukajadi) and watch Phobia 2?
FYI, we watched 4bia (the first film of Phobia) at Tabasco’s birthday one year ago and even though it is a scary movie, but we learned a lot from that film. Yeah, how to close your eyes when the sound *ROARRR* came and frightened and surprised us all. *laughing*
Kuo, Nessa : Y not? Y’all got time rite..?
Kari :
Kari didn’t really like movie with horror genre. Neither do I, but I like being with them, so whatever and I know that Phobia 2 couldn’t disappointed us.
Kuo, Nessa : Come on Karrr, let Ron sit beside you *laughing soooo hard*
Kari will really make the horror movie veerrryyyyyy scary. The bravest one could fail if sit beside her. I’m not kidding! She likes to scream, a lot. And her grip, oh God! Don’t ask. It’s surprising and hurting at the same time. But the ’surprising’ thing that make the film scarier than it really is.
After some laughing, some mocking and some blah3x, we decided to go on with the movie. Fortunately for me, Kari is sitting between Kuo and Ron so I didn’t get the REALLY SCARY part. *LOL*
This is a bit of my review about Phobia 2:
I really don’t do horror genre, but 4bia and Phobia 2 (the sequel which I watched, like two days ago) is a very good movie. You wouldn’t believe if I said that you could laughing soooo hard at the cinema. But my friends and I do.
We laughed so hard at the fifth story.
So, 4bia content 4 story but unfortunately, I already forgot this. I am not good with long term memories.
The Phobia 2 content 5 different story.
1. Novice : This story is about a young man who accidentally killed his own father when he wanted to rob a car, so karma does the justice.
2. Ward : The story about changing the body of a young healthy man with a sick old man. Quiet scary, because in the movie, the old man vomit a lot of blood directly to the young man stomach. *GLEG*
3. Backpackers : About narcotics and the effect, but this will make you think twice about zombie, children, and backpackers. Scarryyyyyy..!!!
4.Car (forgot the real title) : A story about a young woman who sold oldie car to people. But the oldie car came from every accident. She just furnished the tormented car and change this change that so it look like a brand new car. And like every other scary movie, karma does the justice for her. Her son died because she started the engine of her beautiful car. Ironic.
5. In The Middle : This ending story is really really funny. When the other watcher scream, Ron and I laughed so hard. Really really funny. Must watch!
Okay, so the story is about a making of one horror movie. Kate, who played the ghost (she really look like a ghost) is sick, she keep coughing and Aye brought her to hospital. In the hospital, Aye received the news that Kate passed away. But Aye’s friend at set is looking at Kate! So we must thought that the Kate in the set must be a ghost.
And the movie go on go on and on, but really, you must watch it to feel it. *winks*
Actually, what I really want to say is that, my friendship with them (Tabasco’s member) is a very precious one. I wouldn’t trade it for anything in this world. It’s hard to find a friend who is loyal, trustworthy, kind, passionate, making you want to be a better self, and on and on with the positive aura.
They are there when you need them, they smack you when you are unbelievably an ass, they yell at you when you do wrong things, but they always there trough every step of your life. They are a family of your own decision, not one you were born with.
Life is not easy. It isn’t supposed to be.
But with them, it would feel easier, even though just a lil bit.
They’re precious. Rare. But they are there. You just need to find them.
And I really hope I have a big Pensieve like Dumbledore did. I adore every memory, every step, every laugh, every cry, everything…
from.the.one.who.never.stop.dreaming
To My Best Friend September 16, 2009
Posted by aurenessa in a bit bout me life, living the life.Tags: friend, life, love
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This exact time one year ago, I was posting this: http://neverstopdreaming.wordpress.com/2008/09/16/the-light-of-my-life/
And now I think I’ll post another one..
That one is to dark and shadowy. I want to do shiny and gloomy, not dark and shadowy ^^
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It’s funny how we still friends till this exact second.
We’re too much alike.
Our mind always doing ‘that’ thing when you know what he was thinking without doing so much effort.
We take and give for that what friendship is.
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He and I have many moments together, one we could still share laughs for, one we could still see in our own eyes, one we could still remember clearly as it happens just yesterday.
1. I remember when I was in sophomore years, I come to start knowing him because of musics. It was piano that brought us together. I sat right behind him in class everyday for one years.
2. I remember one year after the musics phase, we were doing something so bad that we got one month detention. For the first three weeks, we were at home everyday. I played Play Station everyday and he read Darren Shan saga. Then, our principal made us went to school for the last week’s detention. We were to be very quiet in the library, doing nothing. Just waiting till the bell rang and went home. How sucks that could be?? And I remember, he has one of his birthday at library 
3. I remember the pride, first day we went to ITB (Institut Teknologi Bandung, the college he and I attend). Still using our high school uniform, but afterall, we are college student. No need for uniform after this very day. 
4. I remember we played MMORPG, RO to be exact, and then we went nuts, taking picture and this is the result: 
5. I remember our fight. One year (or 6months..?) we weren’t talking to each other for the thing that is definitely not worth it. You were right. I was wrong. And the consequences lays ahead.
6. I remember many things. But ultimately, it was fill with this feelings: Joy, Happiness, Gratitude
7. I remember, today is your birthday 
hehehe 
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Happy birthday bro, may this day open every path of your life, for you are destined to be a great person
from.the.one.who.never.stop.dreaming.
blue-ish June 7, 2009
Posted by aurenessa in feel n breath, living the life.Tags: life, love
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that's life
With every breath we count,
With every breath we held,
With every breath we breathe..
Like all the stars, we shine and then we die
That’s the circle of life
Life is ephemeral, like love
Life is uncertain, like love
Life is full of possibility, like love
In the end, we live to love
We live to die
We live to be love and to be loved
We must admit, we all are animals
We need to eat
We need to fulfill certain desire
We need to express ourselves
And deep inside we know
We are mammals, the homo sapiens, the wise man
We live together, and we die alone
That’s life
the.one.who.never.ever.stop.dreaming
bittywittyme April 19, 2009
Posted by aurenessa in a bit bout me life, living the life.Tags: friend, life, me
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On this post, I’ll talk much about me.. (Indonesian mode: CURHAT!) hehehe3 LOL
Months ago, I got a USB driver, free!! from Sony Vaio. Unfortunately, just 3 or 4 weeks ago, that USB is missing T_T
Oh man, I am so sadddddd T.T hikshikshiks.. I’ve been searching everywhere I could think of, and Tadaaaaa.. Nothing.. It still is missing, or worse, robbed by someone I’ve known for a very longggg time.. Hate it hate it hate it..
I think the melancholy part is enough..
What I like about my life :
- best environment
- best equipment
- best clothes
- best foods
- best almost everything, except my behaviour LOL hehehe
Oh, another story.. My computer is dying, so I gave it to ma tante.. She is so happy coz she likes Sally’s spa and Sally’s salon very much (Oh come on Nes, this is an elementary grade’s sentence for God’s sake =,= )
I really don’t like a PC which happened to restart every two minutes or so. =_=;;
Now, I have to use my Macbook.. A very very hot computer..
Nnhh, what else? I can’t find a place for my books in plastic (I still and still don’t have time to read it all). It’s like sea of books in my house. In my bedroom, my study room, the living room, the TV room, you can take a book and read it. Messy messy messy.
Owh, another thing. Maybe you can read this sentence in my facebook (still hangin’ there) :
Friend is something money can’t buy. Not even VISA.
I made this quote about two or three weeks ago. Why? Because it is true. Simple and sure. Having two degrees to be done with, made me become a crazy person. And I really appreciate my Unpar’s friends who’ve been very supportive and thoughtful even though I always happened to be a burden for them all. Sorrryyy…
I always thought about how my life will be if there is no coincidence in 2006.. What it would be to study in just one place at one time.. But what is done is done. It cannot be undone, despite everything I ever thought of. So sad.. T.T
So this post is very messy.
Ah, last thingy. Yesterday, I went to “International Day 2009, by IST (ITB Student Forum)” and I saw a performance from Madagascarian (am I rite??). The dance is very funny, enjoyable and very impressive.
I happened to learn many things too. About another country. Mostly South Asian, like Cambodia, Laos, Vietnam. That’s a good event. I like it
So, I’ve to stop before this post get messier. Although j’aime écrire ce poste 
^.^
Be blessed, all the best.
from the.one.who.still.living.in.a.world.of.her
when u’re done, u’re done March 1, 2009
Posted by aurenessa in living the life.Tags: abstract, life
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I don’t know why I did write that, but for sure, yeah..
When you’re done, you’re done..
Life is a mess.
Life is a blessing in disguise, yes.
Life is everything.
Life is life.
I don’t like the fact that we have to do what we have to at this ages, or maybe for the rest of your life. Who knows..
I don’t like the fact that when we said something, it became clearer to the world and what’ve you said deceased into something bad.
I don’t like the fact that life is a bless in a mess.
But
I like the fact that I still have my breath.
I like the fact that some of my dream became clearer, and some other still dreamy.
I like the fact that I can do something I want to.
I like the fact that I have good friends, from the past, present, and I believe, in the future..
But, when you’re done, you’re done. No longer doing the thing you did. No longer thinking the thought you thought.
When the needles still breathing, you have no choice. You must walk by it, not giving up the slightest hope.
the.one.who.still.wanna.believe
