8.13.2015

Hasil Sebuah Kerja Keras

Nyaman atau tidak nyamannya dunia kerja itu ditentukan oleh banyak faktor; dari kualitas dan kuantitas tim kerja, jenis atasan, tempat kerja, sampai nominal pendapatan menjadi penentu 'betah' atau tidaknya kita dalam sebuah pekerjaan.

Load kerja yang cukup tinggi juga sering menjadi bahan perbincangan hangat di antara karyawan yang sudah gelisah melirik ruangan HRD untuk pengajuan surat resign. Load kerja yang tinggi ini pula yang membuat saya berulang kali melambaikan tangan ingin menyerah; lelah karena pekerjaan yang tidak kenal waktu sampai organisasi yang kurang tertata rapih membuat beberapa pekerjaan menumpuk di pundak orang-orang yang 'betah' berlama-lama di kantor.

Apalagi bekerja sebagai penyelenggara sebuah event. Sebuah pekerjaan yang menjadi idaman saya ketika kuliah. Masih ingat betul di kala saya duduk malam hari bersama teman dekat. Kami berdua mahasiswa tingkat akhir yang sedang menghitung hari memasuki dunia kerja.

Ingin jadi apa nanti?

Sebuah pertanyaan yang rasanya lebih mudah dijawab ketika saya berumur 5 tahun daripada ketika saya baru saja menyelesaikan sidang skripi yang menentukan kelulusan.

Windosa 2013. Menjadi pekerja event dan talent secara bersamaan.

Anyway. Waktu itu, saya menjawab ingin bekerja mengurus sebuah acara. Hal ini terjadi karena saya 4 tahun berturut-turut tergabung dalam keanggotaan club Indonesia, dimana setiap tahunnya kami menyelenggarakan sebuah performance yang menyajikan tentang kekayaan kebudayaan Indonesia. Walaupun dalam setiap kenyataannya, begitu banyak emosi dan maki yang terjadi, tetapi saya begitu menikmati setiap persiapannya. 

Dari diskusi konsep awal, pembagian tugas, gladi bersih dan hari H, saya begitu menikmati segalanya. Saya menyukai keletihan dalam sebuah kerja keras dimana saya dan teman-teman begitu gigih begadang hingga jam 5 subuh untuk menyelesaikan 5 buah baju yang dihiasi manik-manik, padahal jam 8 paginya, kami harus segera bersiap untuk gladi bersih. 

Semua keletihan dan kantung mata yang bertumpuk tiba-tiba sirna ketika tirai terakhir terbuka dan seluruh penonton bertepuk tangan. Penutup sebuah acara yang bertabur bunga. Bagaimana mungkin saya tidak jatuh cinta pada penyelenggaraan sebuah acara hiburan yang begitu indah.

Berdasar dari pengalaman tersebut, saya ingin terus melanjutkan kesibukan dan keletihan, serta kerja keras yang membuat saya hidup.

Kidpreneur 2013. Belajar mencintai anak-anak dan remaja

Bekerjalah saya sekarang di sebuah perusahaan yang awalnya bergerak di bidang media anak, sampai sekarang mulai merambah di penyelenggaraan event-event anak. Dari sini, saya jatuh cinta pada anak-anak. Masih ingat betul event pertama saya yang menjadikan saya begitu mudah berbincang dengan anak dan remaja sekarang ini.

Hari Anak Nasional 2015

Tidak terasa sudah 2 tahun berlalu sejak cerita mimpi saya malam itu, berkecimpung di dunia event. Sudah banyak pula event besar kecil, dari school roadshow, perlombaan, seremoni, sampai acara nasional sekelas acara-acara istana yang saya hadapi. Bisa dibilang, sedikit demi sedikit saya mulai menyelami dunia per'event'an yang tidak semudah saya bayangkan 2 tahun lalu.

2015. Seminar Guru Yakobus.

 2015. School Roadshow bersama Kapolda DKI Jakarta.

2015. School Roadshow menggalakkan kemampuan literasi anak

Event sekelas performance kampus 2 tahun lalu saja sudah cukup melelahkan hati dan pikiran, apalagi event-event yang saya alami sekarang. Yang paling sulit, tentu koordinasi. Karena sebagai pekerja event, saya tidak hanya menyuguhkan sebuah pertunjukan panggung, tetapi juga melayani setiap kebutuhan orang-orang yang bersangkutan.


2015. Antangin Junior Creative Green School di kantor Gubernur DKI Jakarta

Dari klien macam orang-orang pemerintahan, perusahaan, sekolah, siswa, dan juga orangtua muda yang terkadang rempong, saya harus ahli-ahli berkoordinasi agar semua pihak dapat puas. Nyatanya, pekerja event tidak bekerja seindah penampilan panggung yang penuh dekorasi dan lampu.
Kami bekerja dari pagi sampai malam, tidak kenal mana bulan mana matahari, mampu tidur dan mandi di mana saja demi kesempurnaan sebuah acara.

Hari Anak Nasional 2015 membekas paling dalam.

Istana Bogor, Hari Anak Nasional 2015.

Semua berawal dari sebuah proposal dalam format ppt yang tersimpan lama di server kantor. Lalu saya dan teman saya utak atik sedemikian rupa mengikuti keinginan pimpinan dan klien. Bekerja dengan memutar otak untuk susunan acara yang baik.

Kemuakan saya memuncak secara perlahan akibat event yang bertumpuk dalam waktu yang sedikit. Dan semua membuat saya harus mampu bersikap macam bunglon yang dapat mengubah warna sekali 'klik'. Berat memang, ini memang berat,

Kemuakan saya berujung stress yang membuat saya memiliki sikap penolakan terhadap event besar ini.Berat rasanya harus berkoordinasi berulang kali dengan banyak orang yang punya karakter berbeda-beda. Belum lagi kurangnya tidur membuat emosi gampang bergoyang, sedikit-dikit marah, sedikit-dikit nangis.

Hari Anak Nasional 2015 membuat saya berkenalan dengan Ibu Ida, seorang guru pelatih saman dari Sekolah Madrasah Aliyah Negeri 4 Jakarta. Pertama kali datang untuk meminta beliau dan tim samannya hadir, saya terkagum sampai menganga melihat para penari tersebut. Saya belajar saman 3 tahun, menjadi pelatih dadakan saman selama 4 tahun, merupakan sebuah kehormatan dapat bertegur sapa dengan para penari dan pelatih saman yang begitu hebat. Saya mau belajar saman lagi!

Hari Anak Nasional 2015 juga membuat saya bekerja sama dengan show director yang handal, Mbak Untari Wardhana, yang dari sebuah cerita di kafe pagi itu, beliau mengaku adalah show director Teater Koma yang saya kagumi. Pembicaraan tentang event beralih menuju pembicaraan teater. ah..
Saya bangga dan bahagia bisa bekerja sama dengan show director yang mengerti betul urusan panggung. Sebagai stage manager tahap awal, saya belajar banyak sekali dari Mbak Untari. Sehingga mimpi-mimpi menjadi show director one day menjadi tujuan saya. 

Tapi yang paling seru, selain bisa bertemu Presiden RI Bapak Ir. H. Joko Widodo, saya bisa melihat senyuman anak-anak yang begitu bahagia pada hari itu. Pada akhirnya, anak-anaklah yang saya layani. Kepentingan apapun yang bermain baik politis atau kepentingan pribadi lainnya, yang paling penting, acara ini benar-benar sebuah persembahan untuk anak-anak Indonesia. 

Teringat akan tepuk tangan yang selalu menjadi pelepas peluh setiap acara, kali ini senyuman anak-anak di Istana Bogor kemarin, membuat saya begitu bangga. Karena dua tangan saya terjun langsung dalam menjahit sebuah acara yang dapat memberikan banyak pengalaman bagi semua orang, khususnya para anak-anak Indonesia.

Seorang ibu-ibu dari perkumpulan agama Kong Hu Chu menghampiri saya kemarin. Ia mengeluarkan kamera dan mengatakan pada teman sebelahnya dengan bangga, 'Bu, fotoin saya dengan dia dong, soalnya mbak Karyn yang sudah membantu perwakilan agama Kong Hu Chu bisa ikut tampil berdoa di depan presiden.' Meski masih on duty, saya begitu tersentuh karena kelelahan satu minggu kemarin berbuah senyuman pada orang-orang ini.

Pada akhirnya, penyelenggaran sebuah acara juga menjadi pemenuhan kebahagiaan orang banyak.

Kadang saya sendiri masih suka tersentuh dan merinding di akhir acara. Napas pertama yang saya keluarkan setelah berakhirnya acara, adalah napas paling melegakan. Senyuman dan tepukan tangan orang-orang yang terlibat merupakan sebuah kesempurnaan dalam kerja keras.

Hari Anak Nasional 2015. 
Senangnya menjadi bagian yang mendatangkan senyum di wajah kalian

Kebahagiaan orang banyak dan kebahagiaan sebuah tim yang solid, merupakan obat luka para pekerja event ini.

Terimakasih.

Anyer 2015. Tim Berani

Anyer, 2015.
Selain pemimpin yang hebat, sebuah tim yang solid menjadi penentu keberhasilan sebuah event.

7.19.2015

愛你

這封信是寫給我的寶貝, 他陪我兩年了. 上個月, 他問我, 我要不要嫁給他.

這些年, 我都一個人. 我愛上的男人, 都不會愛上我. 我通過了很多經驗被拒絕. 尤其是回印尼之後. 那時候, 我開始工作還沒滿三個月, 我遇見了一個男人, 讓我到現在覺得很後悔. 

我決定不要再被男人甩掉了. 接下的故事, 我就跟他見面. 我們那時候, 跟別的朋友一起出去. 我們在KTV唱歌. 回家時候, 我寄資訊給他, 我問他是否她已經到了家. 就這樣, 我們就在一起了.

很多很多事情我們一起面對. 我更了解他的個性, 一樣他了解了我是什麼樣的人. 到了這個時候, 當他問我, 要不要嫁給他. 我想了很多東西, 想了我們之前的關係. 寶貝阿, 你是我的男朋友. 從我們第一次見面, 第一次出去, 第一次親吻, 第一次擁抱, 到現在, 只有我們兩個最清楚. 我們之前的愛, 只有我們最了解.

平什麼有其他人會跟我說我對你的愛.

那我沒有你以後會怎麼辦. 你給了我很多的第一次, 很多的經驗. 你給我安心. 為甚麼, 會有人突然問我, 我有沒有真的愛你. 

寶貝阿, 你知道我愛講話. 只有你, 會聽我講話那麼久. 你會聽我八卦, 聽我的故事, 聽我昨晚的夢, 還有你最愛聽我在看什麼書或是什麼電影. 你也會聽我的夢想, 但有時候, 你會覺得, 我夢想太難了, 我們做不到的夢想. 你是對我來說很實際. 你會不會發現, 我是個很需要夢想的人. 我一定擁有個夢想. 不知道, 我是否真的會把它是現, 但我一定有夢想.

你知道嗎, 寶貝. 我常常會問我自己, 你要我做什麼. 要我變成什麼樣的女人. 在你的未來, 我是個什麼的夫人, 什麼的老婆. 你想我當什麼樣的媽媽.這樣, 我應該能了解, 我們的婚姻以後會變成什麼樣子.

如果你問我一樣的問題, 我會說, 我想要一個美滿的家庭. 我想要帶我小孩去很多地方, 讓他們學了很多東西, 我想開了一小小的商店. 我想要我們兩個, 一起努力開了這商店. 然後我們小孩子們會幫我們. 我想住在很漂亮的地方. 然後每個聖誕節, 我們一起回你父母, 或是我父母的家. 每次放假, 我們會帶父母與小孩子們去國外, 度假.

你想這樣很美嗎?

我想跟你度過很美滿的生活. 我的未來, 我的夢想, 都有你在. 我需要的是, 你願意跟我達到了這目標, 實現了這夢想. 寶貝, 我很需要你.

我愛你.


7.14.2015

Mr. Buck and Mrs Buck


Mr. Buck and Mrs. Buck had live long enough in the garden valley, 20 km away from the downtown. They lived in an old house and they own a carrot plantation. Every morning when Mr. Buck was getting ready to work at his farm, Mrs. Buck would serve him a glass of milk mixed with coffee. Mr. Buck would kiss her on the forehead and bid her farewell. Then Mrs. Buck will go back to their house and wake the children.
Mr and Mrs Buck have 6 children, all of them are boys except their last daughter. Their younger daughter, Kitten, has a dream to work at the Mochi factory downtown. She said, one day, she will build a mochi factory of her own.
Oh by the way. Mr and mrs Buck weren't kind of normal rabbit that inhabit the world. They are the last species of Moon Rabbit that were send from the earth 500 years ago to utilize the moon surface for making food and delicacies for human.
Fifty years ago, after Mr and Mrs Buck got married, they moved to the old town on Garden Valley, 20 km from the downtown. There, Mr Buck who was an expert in food, found that the surface of garden valley can be used to plant a food for their own kind. He then discovered carrots that he distributed to all town on the moon. Not long after, Mr Buck has drawn attention to all moon rabbit to build a farm of carrots and other plantation.
They lived happily for 50 years. Their oldest son, Kanin has also married to a young lively bunny from Garden Valley. Kitten said, one day she will be the most beautiful bride all over the moon. She will clothed with bright gown and she will make all the girls jealous. Mr Buck smiled and said, 'you will someday my dearie, after you graduated from the rabbit school in downtown.'
Next year, Kitten will be ready to enroll herself in Rabbit School where all rabbit will learn how to make mochi at the first year, how to build a mochi factory at the second year, food and delicacies at the third year, and food business at the last year.
All rabbit on the moon was the only smart species of the animal. All mochi and other food produced at the moon will be send back to the earth once a year, exactly on new year day. Human from the earth will fly to the moon and take the food, in return, human will give them knowledge about anything and what they really like, music.
Once a year, the chosen rabbit will greet human who came, and they will sing a new song. Each song was filled with lot of knowledge that later will be spread around the moon.
This mutualism keep the relationship between human and the moon rabbit for 500 years. Mr and Mrs Buck was also one of the rabbits who ever been there to meet human. The curious Kitten once said, she wants to learn how to sing and meet the human someday. Mrs Buck laugh while she tucked her in. She kissed her forehead and said goodnight.
Kitten slept with many endless dreams.

6.23.2015

'You Can Go!'

As I was in high school, I overheard this phrase over and over again. That one time, when we were seated down to evaluate our school's rules and regulations together, my friends and I were eager to say something.

My friend was already prepared to say what's in her mind, she was standing bravely as her words came out slowly. She was there to evaluate one of our school's regulations.

Funny thing, before any teacher or our student's leader had the words to say, this brave guy stand up and said, 'It was stated clearly in our school that it is almost impossible to change our school uniform like you said. If you don't agree with it, You Can Go!'

I was in shocked. We were in shocked. At that time, he was my senior and we were only some juniors who tried to speak our mind that probably we could somehow make some change. But we were too young and too stupid to understand our school regulation that they try to evaluate. And what's the point of evaluating that day, I don't have any idea.

I thought the phrase 'You Can Go.' is somehow too harsh to say. It leaves no space for evaluation or new thinking, or changing whatever. And I didn't say this only to throw hatred to my school that everybody was so proud about. I love my school, there was the place when I spend most of my childhood and teenage-hood, like it or not, it has already shaped me to somebody I become today.

But still I was thinking that the phrase was too harsh. It may apply to any kind of places where regulations was put. Any kind of regulations that is either written down or stated from mouth to mouth.

Give yourself a space for evaluation, don't think that you can win any kind of argument because you have the regulations or you are with the majority. Majority is bullshit. It makes you blind, it leaves no space for heartwarming changing, or people who treated unfairly.  

5.30.2015

I want to feel less lonely

credit: hillerlaw.com

'I want you to make me feel less lonely. that's all..' she said.

'Loneliness is a state of mind. You could be alone, but not lonely.' he replied.

'But then explain me! How could two people claim that they're in relationship when one of them constantly feeling lonely?' she asked again.

'You tell me!' he replied without looking at her.

'Your presence when you aren't here. I can't feel it anymore.' she looked away.
'I feel like you only here for a while then you go.' she continued, talking to herself.

they looked away from each other, thinking of which words might be true.

'I don't know what happened to me, or you?' she asked.

After a long pause without them talking.
'Or maybe what happened to us?' she looked at him right in the eye.

Her eyes wet, but on his eyes, she knows exactly that she sees love.
She feels better.

5.24.2015

Jakarta

credit; flickr.com

Di Jakarta sudah dua tahun.
dua tahun lalu masih lugu
masih tidak tahu di mana Kebon Jeruk
di mana Pasar Baru.

Dari dulu masih sama
kota yang lengang ketika malam
berkeringat, basah dan menggairahkan
terburu-buru dikejar waktu keesokannya

Berdesak-desakan mengantri di kereta Tanah Abang
dengan bau rokok dan keringat abang di bus Kopaja

Jakarta

Kenapa tidak sejenak berhenti berdetak
mengasihani si buyung yang mengamen
mengantongi recehan uang gopek

Atau sejenak merenung
pada mayat yang mengapung
di tepi sungai dan danau yang keruh

Jakarta

Mari duduk dan minum kopi
menghambat datangnya hari senin
karena para pemabuk belum sadar kembali
dan para pelacur, kemaluannya masih nyeri

Mari begadang dan bicara sampai pagi
tanpa perlu terburu-buru dikejar deadline
atau datangnya kabar berita pagi hari
tentang si anu yang terlibat perkara
atau si itu yang pamer dada

Mari menutup mata dan melihat dunia
terlelap dalam mimpi yang luar biasa
sehingga terbangun esok dengan bahagia
keluar dari rutinitas yang menyesakkan

4.04.2015

Some thoughts lately


We never grow older without learning something, therefore I believe that our years are built by moments, in which things that happened are meant to be learned.

And that's how I see these 4 weeks more when I started to learn something about what I do. Something that I have in mind for a long time, but only now I could really understand that. Two years ago before started working, I have this saying in mind, 'do what you love, and you'll never have to work a day in your life." I keep promises to myself that I will only do things I love.

But entering the 'real' world after you graduate, especially when you have to work for someone, your idealism and passion might fade into grey, or fade into nothing. And that is probably the problem we all have when we're leaving college life.

Most of us, hardly find a job, in which we could create and do things we want. We are paid to  do and create things according to those who paid us. Our idealism are basically crashed and burns into one big idealism where we work. And that requires big heart to see how we leave our idealism behind to pay our debts, to be a slave for money we earn. And repeat.

But we have the right to choose. Either we choose to be brave enough, build up some business on our own where we can build our idealism and let anyone else who work for us, follow our idealism, or we can choose a workplace which idealism is closer to ours.

Lately I've been thinking a lot about what I do, and how things seems not right here and there, like when I stuck in a discussion where all my office mate are debating. One time, our conversation has got me thinking about bullying we fight against all this time.

When we are kids, we are told to fight bullies, that we all help our kids and teenager that have been bullied in school or college. Bad words and cursing words are bad and not to be said to insult someone. And yes, we only help our kids and teenagers in school, and forget what we saw in the 'real' world, when bosses could possibly do anything they can because they pay you. And I don't know how we imply that bosses have the right to do so. That makes me think of how people with money could literally rule the world. And screw poor and jobless people.

Back when I give some advice to my friends when they apply for the job, I said, 'don't be a fool. the applicants and the employer should be at the same level. They offer you a job, and you offer them things you have. You are at the same level, that the employer should give you respect like you do to them.' But then I learn, don't be too picky when choosing job. Well, I might be wrong.

That is just not right into my mind. And how I'm tired of seeing things like this happen everywhere.
And I would criticize things that aren't right no matter who these people are.

3.15.2015

In Between Dreams and Visions

                                     

When I was in high school, I overheard my classmates’ conversation about what will we become in next 6 years, or after we leave college. That boy in my class told his friends that one day we will all work as ordinary employees behind the desk. Day by day passed just like that and that might be what we all together would be.

I giggled a little and promised to myself that I refuse to be somewhat ordinary and working behind the desk, day by day passed by just like that. I want to be someone I’d like to be, I want to be somebody beyond what people could imagine.

Talking about dreams, I have a lot of dreams when I was a kid. My family is an average family; we weren’t poor or very rich. But having so many books to read, I have dreamed to be anything I have read in the book.

I wanted to be an astronaut just because the outer space enchanted me more than anything. Then, I wanted to be an architect, a doctor, a psychologist, and in high school, I wanted to be a famous writer, writing a best-seller book just because I want to live forever in a book eventhough I have died.

So I’ve grown affection towards some fantasy books like C.S Lewis’ books, Tolkien’s books, and many more. I learned philosophy just to learn many things so that I can have things to write.

But I never have a dream studying abroad someday. Until in February, my teacher called me and offered me an application to fill for college scholarship to Taiwan. I know Taiwan, but I never have any imagination of going there. After having to wait about 5 months, I finally got the admission letter from the college I apply. And within 2 months, I started my new life in Taiwan.

To some people who don’t really know me, maybe I’m too exaggerating when I said how much Taiwan has meant to me. And it has nothing to do with my love life there, which was so desperate to tell because I didn’t have a single boyfriend and I didn’t have any single relationship there. I love Taiwan because from there, my life has changed.

Taiwan is like dreams come true. I have lived in a small village in southern Jakarta forever, and I was such a crybaby, I never want to be 5 miles away from home or from my parents. But then voila, I lived alone separated from my family for 4 years.

Taiwan changed me. I have grown from a quiet girl to a bigger girl ready to face wilder life outside. Living alone outside your country surely makes you learn a lot of things. I learn how to communicate not only in my own language but also in 3 different languages with people.

I have learned that I have to struggle so hard in order to survive. And that struggling I have been through is the story of how I reach my dreams.

And no dreams, no single dream is impossible.

Even dreams when I wished so hard to meet my high school idols. Haha!

There are reasons why after I leave college, I still kinda miss it all the time. Sometimes I look back seeing how different my life was when I was in college. The people are different, the atmospheres are different, the customs are different.

Anyway, my intention today is not to make any comparison between my hometown Indonesia and my second home, Taiwan.  I just wonder why dreams are easy to get when I was in Taiwan?
But dreams are dreams.

No matter how poor and in what condition are you today, You got to have visions and dreams about what you want in maybe next 3 years, or next 30 years. Because that what moves you in the end. Eventhough in next 20 years, I may not become an astronaut, architect, teacher, doctor, psychologist, or even a writer,

at least I want to live when I have big dreams to follow.
And no one can tell me not to.

I am 24 years old this year, working as an ordinary employee, day by day just passed by. But inside, I’m still a 5 years old girl who dreams big, and reality won’t bring me down! And I know someday, I will reach my dreams, I will live a life I wanted to be.

And I promised to take you with me, darling if you’re brave enough to stay with me.

p.s note to my boyfriend. I love you

1.24.2015

Sex Poem

The lights off, we hide the excitement behind our eyes.
Staring at each other half-naked.
You smoke your last cigarette before sex
And I tease you with smile and revealing parts.

The lights off, you put down your cigarette
Lying on a bed, half-naked
Revealing excitement, join me in a bed
You close your eyes, as I nibble your ears
I close my eyes while biting my lips

The beating of our hearts,
like the sound of the distance drum
Our sweat pours as our skin pressed against each other
Your lips against mine
As you gently touch my bare back

Is this heaven or is this paradise
For in a dark lies our deepest passion and lust
We move together as we dance
To the melody of the most sacred and ancient song
About human shares secret, of love and of sex

I hear your breath as you take my breath away
When you dance above me, pressing your body against mine
You kiss me on the cheek, as I hug your bare back

This is our heaven, this is our paradise
As I hear you moaning, following mine
We lie in a dark, full of sweat, out of breath
You kiss me on my neck and hug me from behind.

12.20.2014

The Reflective World



Today, along with my family, we watched the last sequel of The Hobbit, titled 'The Battle of Five Armies'.
I feel today as the answer of my own question 3 years ago when the first sequel of The Hobbit come on screen. 'What would be the end of The Hobbit?'

When LOTR came in movie, I wasnt a big fan, instead I'm not a fan at all for I didnt watch the movie and question my own self what the hell did I do that I wasnt a part in that LOTR euphoria that time. I discovered the beauty of middle earth when I watch Narnia.

Little did I know that the author of Narnia was a bestfriend of Tolkien. Enchanted by how these two people could make such a great and complete fantasy novel, I begin to wonder more about Narnia and of course middle earth.



I remembered watching Narnia, The Lion, The Witch and The  Wardrobe. I feel like CS Lewis has stolen my idea when I was a kid. Why should he uses Wardrobe as the enter door to Narnia. That was exactly what I did when I was about 5-6 years old. I pretend to be a princess whose kingdom was beyond the wardrobe. I begin to fall in love with Narnia and all the history of it.

But then I discovered LOTR, which stories remind me of the word 'perfection' It was so beautiful and perfect to me, that I believe that not only Middle Earth is exist but also all the creatures introduced here. Elves to be exact.

I get my bachelor by writing my final project, a simple thesis about Elves in European Mythology. I was so convinced that Elves are exist, but it was such a pity I never been to Europe to prove whether Elves are were exist.

I think, the world of fantasy is my passion.

Well about the last sequel of the Hobbit I watched earlier.

I have heard two types of comments about this movie, one mentioned about how bad the pictures and probably the storyline, friend of mine said that when he saw the film, he feels like watching the Indonesian' sinetron. And one my friends tell me straight away that the movie is great.

I came in conclusion that the movie is good in its own way. The cinematography, of course, is not mine to explain. But I focus on the storyline. And although I shouldn't compare it with LOTR movies, but it in inseparable since we got the same director here. Peter Jackson.

LOTR separated in 3 movies just like the book because the story will take too long and it's not just fit in one movie. Just like the book when it first come out, Tolkien meant to put all stories in one book. But thanks he divided the story into 3 sequels. So we can see almost every detail in the story.

Hobbit, on the other hand, was put in one book. And it wasn't Harry Potter kind of book that comes in great thickness. But it's just an ordinary book.



I'm not a Tolkien nerd, nor I know much about his work. But I know that Hobbit was a children book. It was written for children. So the details were made to make children excited, the moral of the book is easily explained for kids to understand. Unlike LOTR that has so many details about war, sacrifice, love, passion, and many more.

So put The Hobbit into three films will require more creativity and stories from other Tolkien's work. I didnt say Peter Jackson didnt make it, he made it. The Hobbit still has that moral part that was meant for children, but he also puts some of the elements there.

Unfortunately, I saw the same elements from LOTR in The Hobbit movie, and I feel like Peter Jackson just make it so to meet the demand of the audience. I mean, the audience surely hope that The Hobbit will come out just as great as LOTR. Little did they know, two of the story has different things, though they were written by the same author.

Second things I failed to be happy is there are some hyperbolic scene in this movie, like it was just made to prolong the movie. And how The Great Smaug who has been depicted as great and only villain in the first movie, has to died so helplessly even before the title come out. Mommy, I want my Smaug!

But it doesnt matter really. Because the last sequel of the Hobbit still leave me breathless in some of the scene. I love the Battle of the Five Armies for how epic the war is. I'm pleased to see how everyone's included in the war, Orcs, Troll, Elves, Dwarves, Humans, Eagles. And how Legolas become the hero in this movie, and I found that he's pretty much the rider of the beast. He could ride Elephants, Bats, Trolls. Fine boy!



But for some reason, I'm waiting something to wow me more than what I just saw. 

The last sequel also gave us some explanation to what we have already seen in LOTR, about how Legolas plan to find The Strider-Aragorn, or how Saruman made allies with Sauron. So it bold the Hobbit as an introduction from LOTR.

 And what makes me happier that it brings me so much to think and reminisce about Middle Earth.

Seing every leader of the armies have the same ambition to reclaim the treasure made me think about how bad a govenment would be when they got limitless power. And how gold has succeded to drive someone crazy. The moral of the story is really well explained.

To me Middle Earth is real.And though it wasnt real to some people, we could always make this fantasy world as our reflection of life. We could actually learn from it



I think that's why I love fantasy.