The Electronic Scrapbook

The place where I shared my life randomly

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Mine ❤

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Love is you. And there's no doubt about it ❤#mybagus

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Venting

Life is somehow funny, sometimes funny While some people think that they have so many rights to control me Making me feel like it is a mistake to even wish for a normal life Where I can be having happy and peaceful life with the one I loved Learning how to share love and trust, how to make mistakes and fix them Some people told us that we are screwing their plans Their plans that including us as pawns Guess what? they never even asked what we want in life And not even once ever agree with things we wanna do always been contrasts, always the negative poles for our positive will Some people were thinking I am the mistakes That I thought that I am better then others But I didn’t go around convincing people to hate others Never did I think that human is just an object to be fucked I really got fed up to be pushed to live under shadows Being threatened if I leave but being forbidden to stay My system is different because it is not just imaginations 

I prefer die to obey, you said I would never understand anyway So welcome, you are now inside the recycle bin of my memories

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Cinderella After Story

This is just one thought about how a fairytale will continue because, in real life, life will continue either you are happy or sad.

Cinderella had moved to a palace, where she should be happily lived ever after. But the reality slowly betrays her. Palace is a whole of its own system, while nobody that not belong to it since the beginning would stand a chance to have a normal life. Everyone wants her and expects her to understand. She could live there but can’t be a part of it, she should live like a shadow. No more her own handmade food or the traditional specialties. Only fine food made with premium ingredients would do. For someone so humble, homeliness is what she misses. Every time she is trying to make herself some treats, all the cooks will see her with insulted eyesights. She is such a plebeian princess. She is taking our job. The trash she made is not appropriate for the palace.

No more close friends for her to talk and laugh with. All her old best friends are not allowed due to the sanitary issue. The maids are choosing to be professional and couldn’t even look at her in the eyes. All other friends she had from her past life couldn’t just enter the palace as they pleased, and then they just stop trying. Going out to have some visits is hassles for a lot of people because she is a princess now, who needs to be secured. Then she makes friend with objects. With books, with flowers. But still, parts of her are missing. She needs to listen to admonitions made from the other royals. Don’t do this, don’t do that. Don’t do stuff like this, don’t do stuff like that. Don’t come here, don’t come there. She was thankful and obeyed them in the beginning, but later it feels like they just saying stuff because they want to interrupt. None of the suggestion makes sense anymore, most of the times they were suggesting something even beyond their knowledge, or when they themselves had never done it before. She got fed up and stop listening, then all royals start to think that she is a rebel. She has no personal space anymore. No secret, no comfort place. There are always extra pairs of ears listening to every sound she made, to every conversation she made with the prince, even. She is trying to whisper, but the ears are more sensitive than anything. People also just cut her talking as if they are being asked. A lot of her sentences are never complete. People are always striking into it, like a thunder.

She doesn’t want to be a nagging princess but once she couldn’t stand it anymore and ask the prince if they can live by themselves, somewhere else. The prince said he understands her feelings, but they are not just folks. They have duties. They need to stay there. She needs to adjust, for now. When the time comes, he will be the king and then Cinderella will have more control, he said.  At the end, for now, Cinderella is just a lonely an unhappy soul living in a palace. Like a bird inside a golden cage. 

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Last weekend my husband and I made a short trip to the famous Lake Bled (Slovenia). This place is about an hour drive from our home. We’ve been here several times (even our pre-wedding pictures were taken here!) but now we’re trying to enjoy the view of bled from Ojstrica, a hill that located close by the lake.

The hike took us around 15 minutes, the path was easy-medium steep especially a moment before we reached the peak. Going down was easy because basically, it was very close. View from the top was just awesome, we can see the whole lake and mountains around it, with the bonus = blue sky on a nice day, and snow on top of mountains that hasn’t melted yet.

If you are going to Lake Bled, it is very recommended to take your time and enjoy this view!

Ps: put ‘ojstrica’ on navigation, and there will be parking zone, very close to the lake and Bled Camping Area. Parking cost 5 euros in low season and 10 euros in high season, for the whole day.

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What does a wound really mean?

A self-reminder During our life, we should have been experiencing some, if not a lot, unpleasant things that had happened, things that had passed. Now, I’m trying to remember what are mine.

Feeling brokenhearted  Fighting with close people, and it turned out to be bigger matter?  Getting hard critics when I thought I had done my best?  Being accused for something I did not do?  Failing to get a job/scholarship when it was my best bet?  Getting a tantrum of someone out of a reason Being left back, unpicked, miss placed

Okay. I must admit that some people had it worse than others, but my point is, there’re moments in our past when we felt not happy. When then we feel down and alone until the tears might came out of nowhere on a bus ride. When the whole world seems against us and nobody could help us. But, the reality is... We survived all of this. We are here now and we made it here.

And now when we’ve got over it, could those people or situations still hurting us? They’re still annoying, yeah, and it is normal when we don’t wanna be around them or experience them anymore. But, they are now just bad memories. Nothing more than that. They’re just exist in our circle, but they’re just names, just pass life. Well, since this is what I feel right now, I am making this thought as a self-reminder. Rain wouldn’t last forever. Whatever happens now, it will pass. After it has passed, I would forget most of it. They cannot hurt me anymore.

In conclution, what we are experiencing now feels like everything. Taking our energy, taking our feelings. It is the center of our small galaxy. We want to give up, we want to give in. But, what does really mean? It means all things now, but hold on, because later it would mean nothing... Wound means nothing... with the time.

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Waktu adalah uang, tetapi waktu yang terlalu luang merupakan bentuk lain dari kemiskinan. Dan, orang miskin dapat berontak tanpa takut kehilangan apa-apa

Dewi Lestari - Supernova Petir

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I’m sorry I need to make you feel sorry

He is showing green I must be showing green, too We are just five letters and one enter away Just one S O R R Y and we won’t be apart

But, I am remaining still with locked fingers Trying to act cold as ice, still as steel With my heart’s pounding and my mind’s burning

Well, I do miss you, sweetie jerk But this love is not only about giving But also about not having myself as a grant

I am sorry I need to make you feel sorry Even if I am dying waiting some more nights...

 October 11, 2015 Wiyoto’s Palace

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Sebulan Menuju Pulang

Lagi di lab. Gak ada kerjaan. Ngeliatin ini.

Sebulan lagi akan pulang lah aku ke Indonesia tercinta, dan dengan demikian deretan bendera di atas akan berganti menjadi negara-negara lain. Tinggal di US merupakan pengalaman pertama buatku pergi (dan tinggal) di luar negeri. Pengalaman yang aku dapat selama setahun disini kadang terasa  lebih berharga daripada pengalaman-pengalaman di Indonesia dijadikan satu, karena di Indonesia aku nggak pernah terlalu kemana-mana :D

Tapi, seenak apapun disini, tetap harus pulang juga. Sekarang galau lagi mikirin masa depan. Kerja, wirausaha, sekolah lagi, atau apa... harus diputuskan dalam satu bulan. Maigat! Mules duluan mikirinnya.

Mending sekarang buka-buka lowongan pekerjaan daripada ngeliatin ini terus.

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Visiting a 'Real' Tissue Culture Laboratory Made Me Throw My Memories Back... I really miss it!

Last week, on Saturday and Sunday, I went to the trip with my coworkers and my bosses. The trip was aimed to visit some nurseries around Washington and Oregon state to observe some variety of cherry rootstocks and how the nurseries cultivate them. 

Actually, the first day was boring for me because we visited bunch of cherry nurseries and in real I know too little about cherry plant. I was trying to catch the information as much as I can but after a while my brain felt like ready to explode. Then in the second day we visited a tissue culture laboratory that producing rootstock of some fruit and nut trees such as apple, cherry, blackberry, raspberry and hazelnut. 

That place got me so excited immediately because I had research in tissue culture and I love tissue culture. I was so happy because I can see a real tissue culture lab that produce big amount of plants for commercial purpose. It was my first time to see a big lab because back in Indonesia I only had seen a small labs for research purposes. Now, I will tell you my whole story. Here we go!

This lab's people are keeping their sanitary in a different way than in Indonesia. In Indonesia I used to use lab's sandals or just go into the lab barefooted, but in this lab we had to put cover outside our shoes. Interesting :) 

The first room where we went to is the preparation room where they prepared the culture mediums. They are also using the glass jars, but bigger than what I used in Indonesia. They are using machine for mixing, filling, and covering the medium. The process itself was so fast for me because they didn't do it manually.

The second room was culture room for stock of plant material. They had a lot of varieties of fruit and nut trees. These pictures will show you the condition :) 

After we had visited both rooms, we passed the transfer room and culture room slightly. We didn't get into those rooms because of the sanitary reasons. I would say that its pretty much the same as in Indonesia, but are larger and busier.

This company is producing tissue culture plants that are ready to use, so they sell the plantlets in the tray, not in the jar. The next pictures that I will show you will be showing how they do the acclimatization process to make the plants ready to sell :)

It was so wonderful memory to keep on that’s why I wrote this experience inside my blog. I hope I can go again to more facility like this, take more pictures and share my experience.

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Tried to make money from what supposed to be wasted

As an intern in Washington Tree Fruit Research Commission (WTRFC), last week my friends and I had to harvest cherry in a cherry rootstock trial. We picked the cherries and put them inside the baskets. Believe me, it was kinda a physical work. Tiring, even though it was also fun, especially for me that had never done that before.

After the cherries had been collected, it was my turn to weight them and take some sample fruits to be tested in the laboratory.

After the data was collected, we didn't have something to do with the cherries. We brought home some, but the cherries were just too many. We couldn't eat hundreds kilogram of cherries so we just dumped them under the trees. This situation made us feel bad, because they are food, and in supermarket they are expensive. At least like $4 each pound. 

So, this is what my friend and I did. We washed the cherries, packed them, and tried to sell them in my apartment's carport sale with some good deals, $3 per pound or $10 for 5 pounds. The carport sale was not too busy. We just earned a little money in almost two hours.  

So, we moved to Wala Wala Park to sell some more. We didn't even sure if it legal or not to sell some cherries in a public park. But I think we were just crazy enough to do some stupid things, especially in a slow Saturday noon. We also made a new deal, $1 for a cup of cherry. That deal worked so good. Many people stopped by just to buy a cup for themselves or for their children so they could eat cherries while walking in the park.

We earned some more in another three hours. Not so good result if its compared with what we usually get during work hours, but also not so bad. At least we got experience about how foreigners could sell something in America :)

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International eyes from Washington Tree Fruit Research Commission (WTFRC) interns of 2014 :)

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And now. When I really came back to you. I finally knew that I always wanting you, and I've been on the right line since I brought you into my heart...

Myself - 6 months ago

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This is my mother. My mother loves cooking. This picture was taken on January 5, 2014, when my mother and her friends was cooking for children’s christmas party in my church. Actually it was a simpler menu than what she usually cooked before, but still for me, it’s great. I love cooking because my mother loves cooking. We may be not talking too much, not like what is usually seen on TV about how a mother and a daughter are interact. Also we’re not so physically close, not like my brothers and my mother that are always hugging and kissing each other. But I think because of food we have a special bone. So special that no one can break it. I love you mom :*

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Pasrah

Hari (seharusnya) sidang minus 3. Keadaan sekarang : 1. Belom dapat penguji 2. Belom belajar, termasuk spoiler2nya jg belom dipelajarin 3. PPT masih edit sana sini 4. Fix ga bisa belajar siang karena tiap hari mesti kejar2 dosen 5. Badan lemas2 ga jelas, tambah morning sickness. Predikisi banyak orang --> saking paniknya Gak pernah sepasrah ini seumur hidup. Benar-benar jadi percaya Tuhan itu ada. Help me God. Besok hari terakhirku berusaha untuk tetap sidang tanggal 30 Agt. Semoga dikuatkan.

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You! You don't really want to stay, no You! You don't really want to go, oh

Katy Perry - Hot and Cold