Here's a little story. I met a girl named ory, she has a pretty tight connection with 2 people named prima and ashar. We bonded, and created Bloody Dark Pictures together. We did little meetings, and ended up needing many more people to join the team, so we did a little promotion around our school.
We managed to gain new crews, such as lae, ganang, baba, kevin, chacing, abim, jonathan, dini, sekar, wira, novin, sarskey, dhana.
Turned out there was a huge accident and wira got replaced by the ex-cameraman, which is ashar. He acted rather good, though. And then we tightened our bonds, I broke my family's rule by going home very late at night on December to shoot some scenes for our project named XENOPHOBE.
A total shame though, I had to transfer into a new school. Trust me, a huge burden had been on my mind since then. "What will they eat when they're hungry? What if anything went wrong? What if another accident happened?" But then again I had faith in them. I knew that everything was going to be juuuuust fine. I believe in you guys.
And now, here we are. In our own houses now, not sleeping over at ashar's place anymore to get things done, not spending the night at rumah kayu until 11 pm, not hearing ory say; "camera....action!" and etc.
Many of you had learned what friendship means, and what love really means. And I'm proud of you guys.
We were able to win 2 categories, and we got nominated in many other categories at 12 March 2011's INSOMNIA 2011 awarding night.
But nothing is more worthy than our unity, our strength, our laughter we shared together, our hard work, our tears. And where does a team's success come from if it wasn't for our mentor. Our Kak Septa was there the whole time to motivate us and stayed with us until the end.
I may have transferred into a new school, but that doesn't matter. No matter how far the distance keeps between us, you guys will always be on my mind. No.matter.what.
Thank you for being there beside me from August, until 12 March 2011.
Yesterday's awarding night was the last time we formed together as Bloody Dark Pictures. We may unite once more, but not as Bloody Dark Pictures, but as a bunch of people just gathering around.
My road with you guys has ended. Your road with me has ended.
But our road in filming doesn't end here.
See you in the battlefield.
Cheers.
Hello there. It’s been 2 months I’ve been in my new high school and sure enough I’ve made it to my……………..stressed point.
Before we begin talking anything deeper about my new school, let’s talk about how I managed to survive spending the last 2 months there. Well, as usual, people’s point of view about me at first sight is always the same. They thought that I was a quiet type of person, which is totally, 100%, the opposite of the real me. True though, I haven’t been a big blabber when I first came into my new class. But then again, every new transferred student in my school hasn’t, either. But get this, I always, and I meant ALWAYS, do this. Like, every time I meet new people, I show them the fake me. And when I get to know them better and deeper, I become wild. Okay well not “negative” wild, like “crazy” wild (I’m making no sense at all, aren’t I?) And now……tada. The crazy wild me. Here in SMAN 28’s X-1. :|
Okay. Moving on to our next paragraph, here I will tell you about the things I’ve been through..no wait, no no, the HORRIBLE…no, the HORRIFYING..that’s not it. Ah. THE HORROR I’VE BEEN THROUGH. I’ve done tests in SMAN 28 and yes, the results made my heart stop for a moment. But don’t worry I’ve thrown those gloomy days and now is the time for me to fight back! Bring it on, sista ;)
Though I still haven’t thrown my bad habit yet. The uh..the damn laziness. For God’s sake, laziness, when will you grab my body’s doorknob, opens it, and get the hell outta me? Ah well. But hey, I’m a teenager after all.
Oh and by the way, I’ve made new friends! (yay!)
One of them is my SMAN 60’s friend when she was in junior high, her name’s Ara. We often speak about Ory (the one we both know) or maybe just blabbering our mouths about crazy stuff. We’re doing this drama thing for Indonesian class, she’s supposed to be the main character and I’m supposed to be her mom, but because the dialogues are just so stiff and all, we often make fun of it rather than staying serious about practicing our dialogues :|
My other close friend is named Diana. She’s also a transferred student from SMAN 34. She was in the first rank at the transfer test. I once thought her face was supposed to be very mature, high-intelligent and a high class student. But turns out, once again, a total opposite of the real person. Sure, she has a pretty smart brain, but mature? High-class? Uhm. Nuh-uh. She’s crazy, I’m telling you. Crazy! I sit in front of her seat, so we often make jokes, do stupid stuffs, or just burst ourselves into a big loud laugh.
Another friend of mine is Chacha. My first impression about her was, honestly, I thought she was a hard-to-befriend-with type of girl, but turns out, she’s very easy to befriend with! Oh and she opens her mouth very wide when she laughs. It’s like, a very satisfying laugh o_o We got to know each other better on the second semester’s formative test. Me, her, Ara, and Diana were so stressed out about Physics, we changed our BlackBerry Messenger’s display names into strange names which showed how stressed we are :| The strange thing is, us four got close because of that. Friendship sure is strange.
Sure enough, I miss my SMAN 60 friends BUNCHES! (I even cried several times just because I imagined their faces all of a sudden. And I even had a dream about them holding a big event and they were having loads of fun together while all I could do was just……this --> :|) But hey, good things don’t last forever and life has to move on, doesn’t it? But moving on doesn’t always mean forgetting the people in the past. Moving on means we have to look forward, getting a grip and not to loosen up or peeking even just a little bit at our backs, but still keeping in touch with those in the past.
Hey :) Uhmm, okay so probably some people already know why the title is “6 memorable months”. And I think some of you already know too that I’ve transferred into a new school. So here, in this post, I will tell you the light and the dark ive been through this whole 6 months with all the SMAN 60 peeps, and some extras. Here it goes.
Awal masuk 60, uhm gw ga inget tanggal persisnya, gw masih pake seragam rok biru muda abu-abu ish ala PL dan baju putih PL. Yeap dan rok gw waktu itu pendek jadi gw bener bener mencolok, karena yang lain pada pake rok panjang semua. First thought when I got into the school, “Yah mendinglah daripada ga dapet sekolah sama sekali..”. Itu gw jujur. Setiap hari, itu rasanya beraaaaaaaaaaaaaaat banget bangun dari tempat tidur, beranjak ke kamar mandi, sarapan, trus ke skolah, blajar, lalalala, karena itu tuh BEDA, and I mean SERIOUSLY DIFFERENT kalo dibandingin sama waktu pas smp. Awalnya tuh gw cuma deket sama temen gw yang namanya Ayas di x-5. Dia baik, enak diajak bercanda, terus paling suka gw kelitikin :p apalagi kita sama2 orang Bali loh fufufu. Terus yaa, kalo ngomong sama ini orang tuh ga cukup sekali, karena lemotnyaaaaaaa……yah dibayangin sendirilah. Tapi dia maniiiis :3 Inget deh pas awal awal masuk, kita gatau mau duduk di mana pas istirahat, jadinya duduk di tempat taneman itu, gw makan brownies, terus dia makan oreo. Kita ngobrol tentang agama kita hahaha tulul :p
Terus waktu itu kan ayas pergi ke bali selama kira2 seminggu, dan gw gatau nasib gw mau gimana sendirian gitu. Eh ternyata ada satu lagi temen deket gw namanya Ory, gw akhirnya duduk sama dia karena kursinya waktu itu kebetulan kosong. Awalnya sih ya biasa aja tapi gw inget tuh pas bahasa inggris, kita pertama kalinya duduk bareng. Inget loh gw, kita duduk di barisan kedua dari kiri, paling depan, ruang kesenian . Waktu itu masih kakuuuu banget. Jaim jaim gitudah. Daaan lama kelamaan kita jadi sering curhat, kebanyakan sih tentang smp, terus tentang lovelifenya dia (gw sih….ya lu taulah mahaha), masih buaaanyak lagi. Ory ini orangnya seruuu parah. Kalo masalah toa sih jangan tanya, terus lu harus tau gw pernah ngira di foto waktu dia masih awal smp yang pernah dia liatin ke gw, gw kira itu cowok. Ganteng, ga boong. Tapi sekarang dia sudah menjadi wanita yang banyak ditaksiri *kedipkedip*Perilakunya emang masih keliatan kecowok2annya sih, tapi di luar dugaan dia gampang nangis looh. Terus kalo diajak curhat, paaasti selalu dapet nasehat yang JLEB di hati (?). Inget deh waktu di kelas sinem pertama kali, gw kan duduk bareng dia karena ga kenal siapa siapa lagi. Pertanyaan yang dikeluarin dia adalah; “eh de, lu udah pernah pacaran belom?”. Gw hanya membisu. Ohiya satu lagi, anak ini pinter loh. Pinterpinterpinter. Ranking 1 gitu deh eaeaea ;)
Daaaannn abis itu muncul satu lagi temen deket gw namanya reni. Dia orangnya tinggiiiii banget. Nggakdeng. Dia itu terkenal dengan ke “mini”annya. Kecil kecil gimanaaa gitu. Waktu itu aja pernah gw ory ayas reni lagi di kantin, eh terus reninya ga keliatan gara2 ketutupan kerumunan orang, padahal di depan mata wkwkwk. *siapsiapditabok* :o terus kalo kita berempat lagi ngomong, pasti topiknya ngaco ke sana sini, khususnya….HAHA gaperlu dikasih taulah. Nah lucunya, pertama kali gw ketemu ini orang, kesan pertama gw ke dia: jutek. Mukanya emang jujur, kalo ga kenal sama dia pasti udah nganggep yang aneh aneh deh. Tapi aslinya nggak kok, dia baik loh. Cantik pula :D Inget deh gw waktu itu pas pelajaran geografi, gw sama reni duduk di pojok kelas, terus lagi ga ada guru. Gw lagi sibuk dengerin music lewat earphone, terus nyanyi nyanyi gitu. Gw liat reni badannya geter. “Idih elu mah malah ngetawain gw nyanyi sih, ren”. Beberapa detik kemudian, gw baru sadar kalo dia lagi nangis gara2 suatu hal. Langsung gw peluk eraat banget terus dia nangis sampe puas di pundak gw. Aww :)
Terus ada kombinasi 2 wanita gila yang bernama ica dan pae. Awal ketemu sama ica, mukanya tuh kalemmm. Tipe tipe pendiem, jaim, intinya waras. Aslinya sih….180 derajat. Ica ini temen gw ngerap, semenjak dia pernah ga sengaja nge-high pitch suaranya Rihanna di lagu Love The Way You Lie, waktu pelajaran bahasa Indonesia. Lama kelamaan kita jadi suka ngerap bagian eminemnya gitu entah kenapa tapi seru aja B-) Temen ngegilanya di kelas namanya pae. Awalnya sih si pae sebelum kenal sama ica keliatannya diem diem gitu di kelas, bisanya cuma bengong (yap, gw merhatiin) tapi sejak pas olah raga, inget banget tuh gw pak hartono lagi ngomong ngomong gajelas tiba2 pae sama ica ngomong sendiri, ngobrol ngobrol gitu hahaha. Pae sering gw pinjemin iPodnya, buat main taptap. Kalo ory sama ica yang mainin, itu udah ga ngerti deh jari mana ngetapnya dimana. Tapi kalo gw sama pae? Beuuh kita mah extreme, iya ga e? eaeaea ._.v
Terus x-5. Ini kelas paling tulul. Anak anaknya ga ada yang bisa diem, apalagi anak cowoknya. Awalnya gw mikir x-5 itu nyebeliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin parah. Tapi sekarang? Bisa bikin kangen juga toh x-5 mahahahh.
Sebenernya masih buaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanyak banget orang yang pengen gw ceritain tapi kayaknya kalo diceritain satu satu yang ada jari gw berubah wujud jadi adonan rempeyek. Mulai dari wira yang tadinya gw kira tipe cool tapi ternyata homo, lae yang awalnya gw kira bernamapanggilan udin namun disergap ory dan disuruh panggil lae, prima yang awalnya gw kira kutu buku, tipe nerd, pendiem dan kalem namun kenyataannya dipenuhi dengan autisme, ashar yang awalnya gw kira babyface dan keren namun setelah mendengar suaranya yang bagai ikan keselek kuda langsung berpikiran 180 derajat, dan masih buaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanyak lagi.
Apalagi semenjak gw bergabung sama keluarga paling seru, bernamakan sinema60. Itu tuh parah banget serunya. Simple aja, yang tadinya gw berpikir:
“Apa sih serunya sinem? Gitu gitu doang. Ga ada yang gw kenal juga.”
Berubah total jadi:
“Yes. Hari ini sinem.”
Dan sekarang gw suka berpikiran..
“Kapan ya bisa ngisi lubang kosong di keluarga itu jadi tempat tinggal gw lagi?”
Semuanya berawal dari 3 orang. Ory, Prima, Ashar. Ory pun akhirnya ngomong, “Gabung yuk, de! Kita mau bikin film horror loooohh buat festival di 60 gitu!”. Awalnya gw pikir. “Apa serunya? Bukannya harus fokus belajar?” tapi akhirnya gw pun ngambil tawaran itu, sedikit ragu. Tapi semuanya langsung berubah sejak gw ke ruangan komputer, ketemu sama mentor; mungkin mentor terbaik yang pernah nunjukin diri di depan gw; kak septa namanya.
“Kaseepp ada orang baruuu. Namanya dewa nih, kaak.”
“Hah? Dewa? Dia? Loh kan cewek?”
“Iya kak namanya I dewa ayu citra kirana. Orang bali, orang bali. Pinter gambar loh kak!”
“Jenius! Tim gw jenius jenius, pri! (<-ngomong sama supri) Calon juaraaaaaa! Si dewa minat di bagian mana?”
“editor, kak” (suara kaku)
“Hm tapi editor udah diambil bagian sama ashar. Ato ga ganti2an ajadeh ya. Nih gw kasih programnya. Sementara disimpen ashar dulu deh”
“Oh..oke kak.”
Waktu berlalu, gw akhirnya dapet posisi produser. Ga nyangka, lama kelamaan kayaknya jadi produser, walaupun produser gadungan kecil kecilan, tapi kayaknya udah nyatu sama gw. Sibuk sih ngurusin bikin itu bikin ini tapi jujur aja, itu bagian serunya. Bisa latihan kerja sama juga sama yang lain.
Jadi, 4 orang nih gabung. Direncanain talent utamanya kak moudy yang waktu itu masih diehem ehem in sama anak2 gara2..yah itulah. Tapi seiringnya waktu, berhubung kak moudy ternyata ga bisa gabung, talentnya pun diganti jadi Dini. Terus tadinya mau wira yang di akhirnya pun diganti jadi ashar sendiri karena suatu “kejadian”, terus ada novin, sarskey, dhana, dan sekar. Crew2 lainnya juga mulai gabung, kayak abim, lae, ganang, jonathan, chacing, kevin, baba, sigit.
Diselingi beberapa “kejadian” yang aneh, bisa dibilang kecelakaan berantai, inget banget waktu itu di rumah wira akhirnya kita kumpul di ruang tamu, ngelakuin semacam evaluasi kenapa ini semua bisa kejadian, dan waktu kak septa nanya; “Apakah kalian masih mau ngelanjutin?”, 0,01 detik kemudian ashar langsung nawarin tangan di lantai. “LANJUT.” Katanya. 0,01 detik kemudian pun jonathan langsung nyamperin tangannya ashar dan ngomong “LANJUT.”dan 0,01 detik selanjutnya, semuanya langsung naro tangan di atas, dengan posisi yang kurang nyaman bisa dibilang, tapi kita ga peduli. Kita tetep nyatuin tangan kita di atas lantai dan ngomongin seemmuuuuua uneg uneg kita. Gw nangis loh. Wow o.o dan gw akuin aja, buat 4 bulan praproduksi, ga gampang bisa ngelepasin gitu aja. Waktu itu gw yakin kita semua berpikiran sama. “Kita pasti bisa”.
Seru banget, ga boong. Mulai dari 4 bulan praproduksi, 1 bulan lebih produksi, dan sampe skarang masih pasca produksi. Ga nyesel pulang larut tiap hari demi nyiapin film Xenophobe. Yap, itulah nama film yang mau kita sajiin buat festival insomnia 60 2011 yang akan datang dan dengan bangga, the team is called; The Bloody Dark Pictures. Bangga banget loh bisa jadi produser mereka. Walopun akhir2nya gw gabisa bantuin mereka sampe akhir, tapi gw yakin mereka semua tau gw selalu support mereka, no matter WHAT, dan asal kalian tau aja, bisa jadi bagian dari kalian semua, salah satu harta gw yang gak ternilai. Oke lebay sih tapi bener. Bener banget.
Tanggal 7 februari 2011, gw dikasih kenangan yang paling unyu. Gw dateng ke ruang sinema, 3I to be exact, dengan seragam putih-putih sementara yang lain berseragam batik-putih. Gw bersekolah di sma 60..minus 32. Mhm, 28. Rasanya susah banget ngelepasin rantai yang udah keiket 6 bulan, untuk pindah ke halaman yang bener bener masih bersih, masih baru. Di ruang sinema itu, gw disuruh maju ke depan sama kak septa. “Ceritain semua yang mau lu ceritain ke kita semua tentang 6 bulan lu di sinema60”, katanya. Diawali dengan “um..umm…”, akhirnya mulut gw pun mau kebuka. Gw tatap ory, matanya udah merah, air mata ketahan di mata, alisnya berkerut, tangan kanannya nutup mulut dia, tangan kirinya mencoba buat ngasih isyarat “stop,de. Jangan ngomong.”
Berawalkan kalimat: “Awal gw masuk sinema60….”, gw mulai ngebacot di depan tentang pengalaman di sinema60. Di tengah cerita, suara gw geter. Gw bingung sendiri. “Loh..loh..” tangan mulai ngusap ngusap muka gajelas. Hati deg degan ga ngerti kenapa. Tes. Satu air mata keluar. Tes. Yang kedua keluar. Tes tes tes tes tes. Kelenjar air mata gw brojol. Kayaknya emang kebawa suasana, yang lain natepin gw kayak kucing ngidam ikan dan diumpamakan gw ikannya. Prima nangis. Sarskey nangis. Gatau siapa lagi tuh yang nangis. Setelah gw nutup bacotan gw dengan “makasih. Pokoknya makasih, makasih, makasih”, kak septa pun buka pintu. “Yak de ini ada sedikit hadiah dari kita, mungkin bisa dijadiin kenang-kenangan…” dan setan pun muncul dari pintu. Nggadeng, maksudnya lae. Lae masuk, bawa karton segede gambreng isinya foto2 anak2 sinema besertakan tanda tangannya. Mata gw terpana pada foto…pak kukuh yang mencolok. Terus abis itu kartonnya dikasih ke gw. Lae ngomong beberapa kalimat dan walaupun seperti biasa, dicak cak in, gw gapeduli. Gw tetep nangis ._. Gatau deh waktu itu gw ngomong apaan yang jelas gw seneng banget udah dikasih begituan. Udah ga tahan, akhirnya gw balik ke tempat duduk, tapi sebelumnya gw meluk prima eraaaaaaaaaaaaattt banget sambil nunduk, udah deres banget noh mata gw. Rasanya anget banget bisa dipeluk sama temen sambil nangis. Punggung diusap usap prima, layaknya seorang temen yang care banget sama temen waktu dia sedih.
Gw tatap ory lagi. Mata udah sembab, ngelirik ke gw tapi langsung malingin muka. “Gw ga bisa liat muka lu deee. Yang ada nanti gw nangis lagiiiiiiiiiiiii aaaah” kata ory sambil nutup nutup mata kejer kejer. Tapi akhirnya dia duduk di sebelah kanan gw, prima di sebelah kiri gw. Anget banget rasanya bisa dikelilingin temen.
Setelah beberapa orang maju ke depan buat cerita tentang pengalaman mereka di sinema60, kak septa pun mulai ngasih pidato. Cuma satu inti yang stuck di otak. Intinya, sinema 60 itu keluarga. Kita itu satu.
“Oryyy, mau beli apa? Yamin? Jangan yamin lagi, tadi udah! Nanti sakit loh!”
“Yas, beli apa ya yas? Ah elu mah nasi ayaaamm hahaha”
“Ren? Lu apa ren? Loh… Ren? Reniiiii???? *reni ketutupan kerumunan*”
“Lu puranya dimana? Cinere? Wetttss sekelas dong kita! Hahaha”
“Ory ory ory, ini yang nomer 3 gimana ya?”
“Ayaaasss wiraaaaa ke perpus yuuukkkk.”
“Eh liat deh tuh yas, si wira posisi tidurnya jelek banget wkwkwkkw”
“Eh nama lu siapa sih? Udin udin siapa tuh? Tapi ory bilang nama lu lae. Udahlah lae ajayak”
“Yaudah ambil aja prim bakwannya, gapapa kok masih ada satu lagi juga hehe”
“Ca, ca, ca! Udah denger love the way you lie yang part II belom? Too much rihanna, maann!”
“Pae! iPod! Taptap! *evilgrin*”
"*cetut* silahkan coba lagi... *cetut* silahkan coba lagi... *Cetut* silahkan coba lagi... ANJRIT AUK AH MALES *cetut* terima kasih... what the.."
“Eh liat deh noh kalo misalkan abim jatoh tuh ke kali, jadi bakso kuah deh tuh hahahhaa”
“Chacing! Pulang sekolah di depan ruang kepsek ya kita kumpul ngerjain rincian wardrobe!”
“Kar, kar, sekar, mingkem, kar!”
“Counterpain, cuma goceng! Bisa memijat dengan sendirinya! Berkualitas tinggi! Beli.”
“*joget*”
“yahelah ryyy, lu nanya pacar, gw suka sama cowok aja kaga pernaaahh hahaha”
“Pokoknya intinya makasih. Makasih banyak selama ini. Makasih. Makasih”
Did you guys know every morning, when I wake up I say “good morning” to the picture of you guys beside my bed?
Did you guys know every morning, when Im about to go to school I whisper “im going now” to the picture of you guys beside my bed?
Did you guys know every afternoon, when im home from school I say “im home” to the picture of you guys beside my bed?
Did you guys know every night, when im about to go to sleep, I whisper “good night” to the picture of you guys beside my bed?
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Kalian udah mau nerima gw apa adanya. Mau jujur apa adanya. Rela netesin air mata.
When I wanna tag along with you guys, will you always welcome me with hands wide-open?
When I walk out, it doesn’t mean we're separating forever.
It’s been an awesome 6 months, guys. Thank you.
Though there are only a few who call me so.
Currently 15, birthday on 7th of oct, an 11th grader.
I was once a high schooler in 60 SHS, and then transferred into 28 SHS.
Both are very awesome schools, and I have tremendously cool friends from there, too.
Make fun of them, and you go die.
Went to Pangudi Luhur JHS as a 45FIGHTER. Proud, and I know I should be.
A very quiet person at first. Get to know me, and you'll know who i really am.
Enjoy!