I finally watched Gone With The Wind for the first time earlier this evening. 224 minutes long. And fiddle-dee-dee, it’s an absolutely great movie! Now I understand what all those fuss about, and frankly my dear, I think they deserve it - surely, “one of the greatest movies of all time” is not an understatement. And I’d totally watch it again, when I have the time.

I totally love the dialogues in this movie, so clever and well-written. I actually found myself pausing the movie and trying to get a screen shot, but who’d wanna do that when all you have to do is looking it up on tumblr eh?

Oh and Scarlett O’Harra is such a bitch. In both cool and shrewd ways. Mostly shrewd.

Okay, I can totally relate and sympathise with the whole “I-can’t-move-on-from-Ashley” thing. I get it, it’s hard to accept that your crush isn’t into you #AlwaysThereDoingThat and it’s even harder when you have to see him loving somebody else - HIS COUSIN, FOR CHRIST’S SAKE, okay I get it Scarlett, I get it.

But seriously, bitch please. Get your shit together.

In this “the one that got away” situation, it doesn’t make it okay for you to just marry somebody else, hoping it’d make Ashley jealous. Getting a rebound is never cool and somehow I’m glad Charles dies before the marriage goes even further.

And then there’s that thing with Frank Kennedy. Now Scarlett darling, you just went full bitchy. Whatever happens, you don’t just go with your sister’s fiancee! Ever! Okay, so you swear to God that you’d never be hungry again, but… bitch please, he’s Suellen’s. AND NO, HIS SIDEBURNS AREN’T COOL. AND HE’S LIKE 50. Ew.

What do you look in Ashley anyway to begin with?
Well, he’s nice, fine. But he can’t even find a job by himself if it weren’t for the lumber business. And I don’t like all the “Oh-Scarlett-I-must-not-cheat-but-whatevs-Imma-kiss-you” attitude, in this case I can’t really blame Scarlett for throwing herself like that, he’s kinda giving her a false hope.

I’m glad that Scarlett gets together with Rhett, it’s just that it’s pretty depressing to see their on/off, somewhat toxic relationship.

NEVERTHELESS, RHETT BUTLER! JEEZUSH, YOU SIR, ARE WHAT ALL MEN SHOULD STRIVE FOR.

I mean, c’mon, he’s well-suited, a smooth talker, knows his way with women, great with children, and who can resist that smirk?

NOT ME. HAHAHA

Okay, getting the Clark Gable look is quite unlikely, but men, you can probably start with the handkerchief. Yes, with your initial at the corner. HAHA. Okay, it’s probably just me and my old-school idiosyncrasy, but there’s something about a man’s handkerchief - it’s a ‘Like a Sir’ thing, I suppose.

Then you’d probably want to brush up on your wits - surely it’ll woo all girls.
Oh but just a little advice, whilst spoiling is always a much appreciated gesture (and yes, every girl likes to be spoiled. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. OF. THEM), don’t spoil your young daughter, it may have a long-term side effect that you’d regret.

Alright, so… all things considered, I LOVE Gone With The Wind. I love the characters - hell yeah, I still like Scarlett - I love the plot, and I love how it was a delightful, worth-spending 224 minutes of my life.

You may have a different opinion about the movie, hm well, let’s just say, in Rhett Butler’s own words…

(used to be) my home and (though it’s not my) native land, nevertheless, HAPPY CANADA D’EH!

uhm, so far ‘unemployment’ is great.

with no obligations to study/work, I can do stuff that I haven’t been doing in a while (without feeling slightly guilty for not using the time to study/work instead), such as creating collages (I finally added 5 pieces of decorative wisdom words collage in our kitchen), sitting in coffee shops, reading magazines, catching up with all the season finales of my favourite series, pondering/philosophising about life and mankind - blessed thee, the inventor of windows. and many more…

including, you know, just staying in and doing nothing.

today was really sunny and so I decided to go on an Obama adventure. Obama adventure? you know, it’s an adventure, with Obama. Oll ba maself. HAHA. (the other day I asked Windy which Friends character I am and she said I’m between Ross and Monica, but this kind of dark, dry humour makes me feel like Chandler)

so the initial plan was to go to British Museum and so I got off at Holborn. but then as I was walking towards Russel Square, I didn’t feel like going there anymore. I don’t know why, I felt like going to somewhere not as crowded and touristy I guess. so I walked around Bloomsbury, found this cool coffeeshop - but I wasn’t in the mood for sitting down just yet, so I strolled around, crossing some parks, and then I found myself in Covent Garden.

and since I was already there, I headed to Buddha On A Bicycle to get some incense - I bought three packs: musk, jasmine, and amber. so happy! can’t wait to burn them in the morning! - then walked in to some other shops on my way to Soho/Leicester Square.

at this point the heat was really intense and so after I got my Indomie supply from Chinatown, I decided to walk towards Trafalgar Square to ‘cool off’ in National Portraits Gallery. The gallery was nice, pretty much everybody in the British history - from King Edward I to Kate Moss - has their picture somewhere in the gallery. but I gotta say, of all the portraits, my favourite section in the whole gallery is this little area with ‘portraits of the unknown’. basically, it’s portraits of possibly-famous people in the Renaissance that can no longer be identified due to insufficient data. I don’t know, it’s just, there’s something about these people… the fact that once, they existed and perhaps had significant contribution that enabled them to get their portrait painted. but now,… well, I guess it’s safe to say that they’ve been forgotten. but still, for that one brief moment, they lived. hm.

anyway, I feel like walking some more. preferably somewhere unfamiliar. I think I might go to Glastonbury some time around this holidays. no, not for the festival. but for the crop circle tours - and ‘alternative’ stuff alike. haha. but seriously, I’d love to go there.

and perhaps I should visit other places too, going for the ultimate ‘obama adventure’. while I’m still here, while I’m still free.

yes. why not. why not.

[DISCLAIMER: Nindy, the writer of this article, is a 20-year-old second year Media Communications student who has finally come to terms with being uncool. Yet, she still has high hopes that someday or in another life, she will finally be cool.]

Thick-rimed vintage glasses? Yep.
M83, Foster the People, Kings of Convenience, Bat for Lashes, Sigur Rós on my iPod? Checked.
My granny’s summer dress, leather oxfords, electric blue nail polish? Yes. Yes. Yes.
My favourite book? Certainly “The Dharma Bums” by Jack Kerouac.
Sipping organic green tea latte while tumblr-ing on my Mac? Sounds like a perfect day to me.

Uhm, pardon me for being so stereotypical, but I’m sure that if we think those statements above are inaccurate descriptions of ourselves, at least we know one person who actually fits the portrayal. And considering I’m at Goldsmiths, knowing only one person with such attitude and lifestyle is quite impossible.

Anyway, what is it about these hipsters –yes, I just used the ‘H’ word– that make them look so distinctive?

What is it about those indie darlings that make other people strive to become just like them?

How important is it to become ‘cool’?

Speaking of cool, maybe it’s the only explanation why many people have chosen to embarrass themselves by wearing glasses with no lens on (yes people, you DO look ridiculous on that, but if it makes you feel any better, you’re slightly smarter than that Matthew guy who tattooed a pair of sunglasses onto his face –go on, google it).

Furthermore, just admit it, even when you act like you don’t care whether you’re cool or not (exhibit A, yours truly here), I bet deep inside your head –or heart, whichever drives you more– there is still that silent wish of being seen as ‘cool’ by others with your “I-can’t-be-bothered” attitude. No?

Perhaps cool is the reason behind every Apple product that you and I own (oops ;p), which gets me to my next point. Although the main tenet of the so-called “hipster philosophy” is resistance to the manipulative capitalism’s mass culture (I’m sure Adorno and Horkheimer would be proud), but by being as ‘original’ and as ‘indie’ as possible, aren’t we actually practicing a culture of ‘niche consumerism’? That being said, then the only difference between ‘the masses’ and us is that we buy our clothes in Rocket or Urban Outfitters and not in TK Maxx or Marks and Spencer.

I guess that should leave you all with something to think about. After all, being witty and intelligent are another ‘cool’ requirements, eh?

So, think about it and be cool.

i am done with all the works. i have my essays printed and copied into cds. 4 days/nights (in which one weekend was sacrificed) of works and 5,364 words in total. oh yea, mission accomplished!

as for the production log, i’m actually finished. but haven’t printed nor copied it into cds cos i’m still not sure if i was doing it correctly. i asked my tutor for a sample, but she said she wouldn’t give it before today (friday), i dunno why, but in that case then i’ll have to ask my filmmates to email the sample to me, see if i need to change anything then email my housemates here to print it. aargh so complicated lah, i personally don’t really like this idea.

also…the school has announced the option specialization for next term. turns out i didn’t get into film fiction. so sad laah.

well, it wasn’t really surprising actually, i kinda know that since i’m quite inexperienced in this whole filmmaking thing, my chance is slight. but oh well, i was pretty confident that i’d get in anyway because my pitch was quite epic, in my opinion. haha. so this means that i’d get in script/prose-writing, which is fine and i like it as well, plus, i have more experiences in this writing and scribbling business so chances are, my future would be brighter if i choose to be a writer (that rhyme was unintended, btw). but yeah, there is still a little disappointment of getting rejected.

but on the bright side, there goes the first half of my sophomore year. gosh, it feels good that this term is finally over.

another good news, i’m coming back this christmas! WOO HOO! so what i need to do now is to pack my stuff for jekardah. hell yeah i’m so excited!

all my bags aren’t packed (yet) BUT i’m ready to go….

so, fellow jakarta darlings, imma be seeing you in the next few hours. let’s take back the city!

(btw, i am not sorry for the t.o.p gifs overload ;p)

when you found out that you’ve done your production log the wrong way.

and since you still have time to re-do it again, your brain is telling you to do so. but…looking back at the effort that you’ve put into the previous work…and the thought of having to re-do it again…

Aromatherapy helps people to sleep early. Whilst A Rhoma Therapy, “Begadang jangan begadaaang, kalau tiada artinyaaa…” -@Ari_Pt

(btw, panggilan kepada @sissyssy, @cintaadita dan sandyverden, kayaknya ini bisa menjawab request-an kalian di ask nindy, tentang postingan lawak-lawakan, ayu tingting dan kehidupan anak kuliah)

heeey, jamaaah, oy!

ya, seperti yang sudah bisa ditebak kali ya, postingan ini ditulis di kala gue seharusnya tidur. ah, tapi tidur itu susah ya. kalo disuruh memilih antara susahan mana, tidur apa cari pacar, gue gak yakin mana yang lebih susah. oh ya, berhubung koordinasi otak, mata, dan jari jemari juga sebenernya agak patut dipertanyakan, jadi harap maklum ya kalo misalnya banyak ke-absurd-an, per-typo-an, dan ketidaksempurnaan. bagaimanapun kan, kesempurnaan sesungguhnya hanya milih aloh. #eaaa

hohemji, sebenernya capek banget, tapi masih terlalu semangat buat tidur. oh my god. oh my god. (eh ngomong-ngomong, seandainya atheis, dia nyebut OMG itu mungkin OYG kali ya, oh your god. gitu…. #kemudianhening)

eniweh ya, biarpun itungannya udah masuk senen, tapi karena gue belum tidur, masih sahih lah ya kalo dianggap ini weekend (oke, maksa ya? oke, fine). dan biasalah, kalo weekend kan, biasanya ekspektasinya begini:
menikmati gemerlap kehidupan malam….
partying partying high high, i’m so high fly fly, up in the sky…

tapi realitynya sesungguhnya begini:
#LemburUnite di library
pacaran sama kerjaan

aih sedap nindy.

sebenernya sih gue nugas bukan karena rajin sih, percayalah, se-nerdy-nerdy-nya gue dan sesuka-sukanya gue sama belajar, gue selalu berusaha untuk meliburkan diri di weekend, sesuai anjuran alkitab…beristirahatlah di hari sabat kan. tapi kali ini gue nugas karena…..bentar lagi liburan natal dan gue bakal pulang ke jekardah metropolitan mamen! dan demi mengejar liburan yang tentram, disertai dengan harapan agar menyundul nilai hingga pertamax, gue pun ngerjain tugas di malem minggu dan minggu malem.

oh kuliah, oh kuliah.

katanya yah, gue denger-denger dari berbagai opini masyarakat dan khalayak luas, itu kalo mahasiswi, jomblo, yang malem mingguannya ngerjain tugas tuh pesonanya/kecantikannya, bertambah sampe 99.96% loh! alhamdulillah yah sesuatu banget gak sih?! yaa, tapi biar dikata pesonanya nambah kek, jomblonya sih tetep.

haha. krik krik.

hm, duh kesannya kok gue gak punya pacar aja desperate banget sih. padal sebenernya sih biasa aja. malah sekarang lagi gak pengen punya, karena gue lagi mengejar pemecahan rekor di valentine’s day 2012, rekor ini nih: alone in valentine’s day for 20 YEARS IN A ROW!! wiiiiiiiiii :D #ForeverAlone

eh tapi kenapa ya, kok kayak ada ekspektasi tertentu gitu kalo udah mahasiswa/i itu diharapkan/dianjurkan/dihimbau biar punya pacar? gue jadi heran. sebenernya niat kuliah orang-orang itu cari ilmu apa cari jodoh sih? #eaaa #aihkritissekalinindy

lagian buat apa pacaran sih kalo masih ngegalau mulu di twitter? #pfft #larilarikecil
lagian buat apa pacaran sih kalo toh ‘Habis Tante Terbitlah Ting-Ting’? #EAAA #edisiRafiAhmad #maafkanakuIbuKartini
lagian buat apa pacaran sih kalo gak berpengaruh sama penjualan album?#TerAnangdanAshanty

#kemudianhening

gosh. ini postingan ngalor ngidul kemana-mana….oh kemanaaa #TerTingTing

aduh, ngomong-ngomong tentang aku-kamu pikir pikir (I-U Think-Think), itu mbak-mbak sekarang apa kabarnya ya, perasaan gak kedengeran lagi sejak pacaran sama rapi amat. dan sebenernya dia itu siapa sih? kok bisa mendadak beken dah. gak ngerti di mana logika hatiku jatuh cinta kepadanya nyanyi lagu tentang menjadi troll victim dari alamat palsu bisa jadi beken.

sama gak ngertinya sama kenapa lagu ayo kita goyang gayung bisa jadi happening banget. ada apa dengan perdangdutan nusantara yang dipenuhi ajakan tidur padal baru kenal dan hamil duluan (ya abis sih, baru kenal aja udah mau diajak tidur -__-)? aduh, kalo bang rhoma sih udah pasti bilang ter-la-lu ya, kalo dia dengerin dangdut masa kini. dan coba, bayangin apa nanti kata meggy z kalo seandainya dia idup lagi? pasti dia cuma bisa bilang “sungguh teganya-teganya-teganya-teganyaaaa”. dear, penyanyi dangdut masa kini, buatlah lagu dengan tema lain selain berbadan dua.

ngomong-ngomong, lala karmela itu siapa ya? penyanyi dangdut juga ya? abis namanya koplo pantura banget.

eiz, perdangdutan oh perdangdutan.

baiklah, seiring dengan bertambahnya kadar keabsurdan postingan ini, i think i should stop. good night, good people! ingatlah, kesuksesan pergaulan tidak dijamin oleh kesuksesan anda dalam menggauli atau digauli.