3.24.2005
Heloo....for those who have not read java frenzy, i urge you to do so.
Ok back to the java roots for me....
I have two younger siblings and i confess that i am partly to be blamed for giving them "uncool names". My sister is the proud owner of the name Susyanti Anggrayni. I gave her the name susyanti cos it sure does match mine..hehe... My dad however, added his artistic touch with the name anggrayni (anggerik = orchid). Well its ok for me what....i mean at least her flowery name is not like ros or melor or just anggrik ( these are typical malay names back then when malay men are still wearing sarongs; and nothing else). I mean she's having the same problems that i am having which is a conflict of nationality(refer to J.F 1).
When my brother herman was born, i was partly responsible 'again' for naming him uncooly. However, i do take the credit for saving him from an 'uncooler' name. My dad initially wanted him to be named Suheryono....(err........suher what) YONO!? At that instance, i somehow pictured himself carrying dat name around...so pitiful....i mean what do ppl call him then?
Yawn? or Yawnn NO or Noo. Sigh...i pitied him so.After much hoo haaa.....i told him that 'yono ' will have such a difficult childhood and a pitiful one too.( fm personal experience...sob)
The solution....> 1)To find him a name that is a blend with the socially accepted malay name
2)A name that can identify him as a javanese
3)A name that he can relate to his familyline......THE 'S'
It was then that the name herman popped in my head. Herman is a 'malaynised' name and its widelly accepted.Now that criteria (1) is met, (2) and (3) is easy." But herman don't seem quite javanese lah"my dad said. Ok how about Suhermanto. 'To' is a known suffix to Indon names like suharTO,wiranTO,sustantTO.In addition to that,the suffix 'Su' relates him to the family (sukarjan,sunaryo,susiayanto....(su+x+o) ) where 'x' is a variable.
That was how he got the proud name Suhermanto..........but, what does it mean?
This question surface around 8 yrs later during a school project.
Herman was tasked to enter this 'school speaking contest' as a project. He was told to talk about himself...his family...roots...culture....blah blah blah. Most of his malay friends who entered had much cooler things to say like...."I am a malay.My name is Muhammad Nor Ali which means Muhammad(prophet), Light,Ali (son in law of prophet) literally...i wear sarong(with nothing underneath..hehehe),songkok and baju kurung..blah blah...gasing...blah blah... congkak...
Herman had things to talk about his culture...like belangkons....kuda kepangs....rupiah and so on.However, its just not complete without knowing the meaning of his name.He asked my dad one day and amazingly there was an answer."son, your name is actually an impromptu idea by your big brother who was dumb, fat and clumsy(but cute!) when he was small"
NOT!!!!
that would have meen devastating for such a bright kid.So my dad did the things that parrents are good at doing (bohong sunat a.k.a white lies)." ohhhh Herman...your name is very special tau.....It is a very rare name with a very strong meaning.It means 'Son of the living volcano', "
Son of What!!??....excuse me....its ok to give a white lie....but can you pls not over do it.He is going to be one sad teenager in the future im telling you...hahaha.
Anywayz all of a sudden i have "the son of a living volcano" as a brother.....but hey....if hes the "the son of a living volcano" than doesnt that makes my dad 'Da Volcano' and me "the 1st son of a living volcano".......hmmmmm
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can`t you even see through me? `` Thursday, March 24, 2005
3.10.2005
For those of you who don't know me, want to know me or don' bother about me.
My name is Susiayanto Bin Sunaryo, i originate from a small town of Semarang in central Java..U WISHHHH!!!
Whenever I introduce myself, the first question i get is "are you from Indonesia?", and ive been hearing that for like 16 years(taking in consideration that I can think by 6).HELLO PEOPLE. Not all javanese live in Indonesia ok or Java to be exact like not all Chinese are from China and Indians from India.Do you ask a Malay guy whether he's from Malaysia? No what...then why am i getting this ridiculous stereotype?
Its not that i am ashamed of being called an Indonesian.Its just that after awhile....you get tired or such things.
If you are wondering what my name means, you are not going to get any answer.I tried asking for it once from my dad.....and i think it has taken him more than 10 years to come with a logical answer....and still counting.Once, my ustaz(religious teacher) told me that your name will determine the person you become.At that time, being gullible,dumb and all...i bought the whole thing.He said that if you have a name like Mujjahid (warrior or islam) or Amin (the honest one) than most likely you are going to possess those qualities.The same goes for names taken after great Islamic Icons like prophets or warriors.He added that names which carry a negative meaning ought to be change.That happened to my tutor kak Norbila once. She was once called Norzaini,however, when she turned 16, her mum's ustaz told her that her name is not suitable.Well, Nor or Nur represents light(as in sunlight) which is good.However, zaini (zina) means premarital sex.So overall her name means.....well....you figure k (HINT: nor = good, zaini= sex).
Anywayz i got over the name issue when i was in sec 2.I mean just flip the papers and look at crime reports. Majority of the malay criminals have names like Muhammad so and so.Haha.....mayb they screw up.I mean if you are having a Muslim name than dont do crimes lah.If you want to do drugs,prostitution etc,than get other names like John or James.By the way is Ali G muslim? Mayb he too should have a name change.
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can`t you even see through me? `` Thursday, March 10, 2005
3.02.2005
I was suppose to reach school by 830 for lecture today, however, i got there an hour latter and miss my maths lecture. Well after suboh, i actually planned to slip a bit more for like 15 mins. (btw its 645 then) normally for 830 lectures, i leave home an hour earlier. However, it was raining this morning and it was most appropiate for a rainy nap. haha. when i woke up, it was 815 on my watch......too bad
Anywayz....we are having a movie screening of 'Bowling in Colomnine' today. Initially i tot dat was a crappy 70s show,black and white and dull. Boy was i wrong. It turn out to be directed by micheal moore, the critacly acclaim director or FARENHEIT 911.If you missd it, go grap a copy. you are not goin to regret it. Basically B.F.C revolves around the colombine high school shooting which happened in the states a few yrs back.(if you dont know abt the shootings than maybe you should try to dig yourself out of dat miserable hole you are in). It question why such a horrific act was done by these two teenagers. Who is at fault?
Believe it or not, in the state of michigan, you can get a free rifle by just signing up an account in a bank. And ironically, the firearm is issued on the spot,in the bank...hahaha....weapons and guns dont make such good eqn..catch my drif..
getting ammunition is no hassel either....i mean they are sold like candys in stores.....
wats wrong with these people....i mean just to draw an M16 from the armskote in my camp, i have to undergo alot of shit, basically administrative paperSSS. And for ammunition, its more of a hassel man.and yet, In this country, you can just buy an M16 of the shelves.....
something is really wrong with the system. ...
tune in for part 2
can`t you even see through me? `` Wednesday, March 02, 2005
3.01.2005
Hello peeps.today marks the day of my 1st ever blog.After months of being pesterd by my net savvy little sis, ive decided to finally have my own. Actualy my inspiration came after my day of hell yesterday. I was having tuition and it was an important session as my students Azri and Amin are going to have their maths CA today. Ive put aside my work load and surrender my will to them...to guide them...
I came late(nt so gd rite) haha got to print some excercise 4 em lah.anywayz while they were doing their work, i switch on my pc. I let it run ( waste a bit of electricity..V BAD) 4 a few hours due to tuition, in the intention of printing my lab report for submission due 2day. After watching 'syair si pari2 'at arnd 11, i returned to my cyber domain. to my horror, my DIANE was going nuts. She got 23 web browsers opened and 12 microsortword worksheets poping every where
My system was totaly screwed man
My heart was beating the samba man
I close all the programs and as i expected DIANE to do, SHE CRASHED!!
I did the next logical thing, that is to restart the damn machine
She started making weird noises
As if she was reading me her death will
When i got to the user log in page, i cant even key in my pass word as the GOD DAMN curser is nt even there
SHITTTT!
After hours of trying, i decided to reboot the whole thing
ARGHHHHH my video clips
ARGHHHHH my pictures
ARGHHHHH my games
ARGHHHHH my LAB REPORT!!
I clicked on the system recovery option on my HP
After going thru the setup, the damn thing still wont start
It kept showing the windows XP logo and the loading bar
How frustrating!!!! HOW SUAY!
It was close to 12am then. in dat hour of torment, many tings went thru my head..like why didnt i print the report sooner.....why didnt i update my virus program.....why didnt i ugrade my pc
why why tell me why....(is dat a song or smthing)
I began priotising my actions later for the nite.1st of all is to get my report done by today.so i took out my laptop(heng arrr) and plug it in to the modem. i scout for lab data from my frens thru msn (its irritating....muz upgrade then can use!!), put monica belluci on (in tears of the sun) on my dvd set.its the logest frustrating nite/morning ever
therefore in remembrance of dis nite and to vent off my anger..this blog was created.
damn this hackers/viruses
my poor DIANE
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can`t you even see through me? `` Tuesday, March 01, 2005
