My car breaking down makes people smile

My car usually breaks down...

One after the other.. one problem to another... but to me that is not a problem... but a great story.. a funny story... greats laughs

It is a story about a student.. who struggeling graduate, work at the sametime and bought a car of his childhood dream..

buying with his own money and lending here and there.. for trusted friends and family..

and not using it for about and 3 months because of repairs and processing the drivers lisences

Then when it all done... and it is runny well the price of fuel has sky rocketed...

Now it works well... no problems and it still can be used.

The car taught me about being patient... the car taught me about that we need help from others and can't do things alone... the car taught me that when problems araise there are always ways to resolve them..

If there was no problems with my car then it would not be a great story to tell...

Imagine a story about a a person who has a new car which his parents purchase. Being just used for that student to go to university. Then he regulary services and maintains the car. Hmmm... one things is true that its a boring story... There is no confilcts and problems... your are one time in campus because it does not break down...

Einstine says it best "Im not a genius but i just stick with problems the longest"

What does that imply.? I live out of the comfort zone of most people, and my life seems hard to comprehend by others... but you know what.. i still survive and still smiling...

People may be laughing at me about my broken down car but I truely believe that they are laughing with me... when at the end of the day... my struggle and hard works pays off..

I don't complain and im thankful for all..... Thank you the smiles and laughter about my still working sometimes a problem car... named Mobi

Running Well

Actually it has been running well the last week. No more problems about the car. But there is only one thing, i can't seem to open the hood of the car. The spare tyre is there.

The important thing is that I have a car to take me to places. especially in this case to work.

That is life some things work well and some things don't. That is life running well even thuogh you can't open the hood.

Journey of My Balck Pilot Pen

Its just a standard black ball point pen manufactured by Pilot, manufacturesin Japan with a BPT-P series..

it was a stationary from IFRC the placed i work as a translater. INdra the welcome service and admin offier always say ti me "jibs you don't diserve a new pen because you always loose a pen nearly every week you ask for a new pen - what happend to the pen i gave you last week? "

and DON"T LOOSE THIS ONE!!!!

so far this pen i took special care of.. i made sure i would not loose it again..

Probally because i had no sense of belonging so i always loose my pen... this is my problem so i made sure that this is my property and my responsibilty and my black pen.. black pilot pen...

So i gave it a name... Mujiburrahman written on a yellow 3m post iit paper wrapped around clear sticky tape..

it is clear no that this is my pen.. it is very unique even though its is a mass productions and mass manufactured product and have a mass market..

this is my black pilot pen it has been months that i have not seen Indra or Madi to ask for a new pen.. new black pen but for a red pen i asked Madi for one and some tissue boxes because at that time i had the flu.

usually then i will still go to work. If i feel like i want to vomit or diarhea then yes no work for me.. if it just a flu then ti still go to work.. even thuogh the flu spreads to others

there is a couple of times i have lost my penbut it usually and every time some how with some way i always faind it self going back to me...

this is like it is a bommerang.. once you throw it away into space or the air then it will come back from another direction or other path...

in a workshop with handicap international my pen was used to sign the daily attendance list from the first and last day but somehow in the middle it disapeared.. it was not used for the attendance list it has gonne.. so i just say "thats that..."

i thought i lost my pen foreverbut at the end of the 3 day workshop about disability the community based campign to raise disabilty rights awareness

somehowit returned..

"jibs i found your pen lying round in the room .. thank you yeah.."

Ibu Pamikatsih an activist from interaksi solo.. then commented why did you write your name on your pen? would it be better to have a necklace with a pen hanging around your neck by the lid of the pen? that is what i do...

a replied.. i have tried that but at the end of theday the one is missing but i have a lid of the pen hanging around my neck...

..if i am using wheel chair i hope that i can be like bu pamitkatsih...
..if i am blind i wish that i would be like bu aria from mitra netra...
..if i am deaf i want to like nick....

they are my role models... they have courage, motivation, they are critical, they are all active regardless the fact that they have a disabilities.. they are public figures they can creat change and perceptions...

i have no fear to have a disability "judge my ability and not my disability "

another time have lost my pen at a VSO workshop.... and still it returns..

oke that is the end of my story.. now.....

where did i put my pen....?

Black BPT-P Pilot Pen......

it is my pen... i have always loose a pens in my life...

all my pens have never been trully fully used. it usually disappear in some time ..

but not this pen.... this pen is special... it has my name on it..

it is written on a yellow post it paper and taped on my pen...

... i have lost it a couple of times but at the end of the day it usually goes back

to the owner... it does back to me..

there is more to this story but i could not find the draft i hand wrote in a workshop i participated in..

so for this story i must say to be continue

Trans Jogja 2 work... morning with a public transport

waking uping the morning and realizing that i don't have a motorbike...

need to find a new way to go to work...

I can choose to use my car... but i don'thave a drivers liscence

I can choose to my brother to drop me off .. but at the morning he has a lecture to go to..

I can choose to my dad to drive metowork but then he has to wake up early in the morning just to drop me off..

I can choose to go by BMX to work... but if i do this everyday i would fall apart when i am fasting..

I can choose to walk the distance but is would take me two hours or more...

so i choose to take the bus... the big yellow and green bus... the bus with air conditioning

the bus that stop only at the bus stops... the ticket only Rp 3.000

i use the 3 A and 2A

starting from the Condong Catur Terminal usuing 3A then to Malioboro... transit in the bus stop then hop on to the 2A all they way to the front of my office.. bridgen katamso..

this is about some of the choices i have to make in my life...

I grew up in Australia in the 90s

You watched the ABC more than any other station. Those days are long gone.You made worms by squeezing your Vegemite or peanut butter crackers together.The best parties always had fairy bread.The Waugh twins. Go! Aussie! Go!Super League almost ruined rugby league in Australia.Getting the Easter Show guide from the paper and circling all the show bags you wanted.You thought everyone in America carried a gun and you never wanted to go there because you were scared you'd get shot.Blinky Bill, Mr Squiggle and Gumby.You always used to see that dried out, white dog poo on the footpath. You never see that anymore.SuperTed, Widget The World Watcher and Samurai Pizza Cats.Going to the Easter Show with a big group of friends from school once you were old enough to go without Mum and Dad.Doing research for school projects by going to the library or looking up an encyclopaedia rather than using the internet.Brian Henderson and Richard Morecroft reading the news.Paul Keating was some guy that ran the country and John Howard became the only PM you really ever knew because you were too young to care before that.Banana Man, Bangers and Mash and The Raggy Dolls.Game Boy.Waking up early everyday to watch Agro’s Cartoon Connection or Cheez TV.Hey Hey It’s Saturday.Everyone got the Coke bag at the Easter Show and it was only $10.Buying those 6 packs of Coco Pops, Fruit Loops, Frosties, Rice Bubbles, Nutri-Grain and Corn Flakes so you could have a different one each day and then opening the packets really carefully and removing the cereal so you'd have a mini wardrobe afterwards. You also most probably just let your parents eat the Corn Flakes.Trying to make the Rainbow Road shortcut on Mario Kart 64.Postman Pat, Fireman Sam and Lift Off (that show with the dirty, eyeless doll named EC).Birthday parties at McDonald's.A pinch and a punch for the first day of the month. No returns!Playing GoldenEye on the Nintendo 64 and arguing over whether Oddjob was allowed to be used in multiplayer.The original Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.Crossing your heart, hoping to die, sticking a needle in your eye.Super International Cricket on the SNES.Arguing over which was better – Nintendo 64 or PlayStation.Don’t push me, push a push pop!Nobody made "not" jokes... NOT!!Bathurst stopped being Holden vs. Ford and all those European cars came in until they came to their senses.Who shot Mr Burns?Watching Captain Planet and then driving your parents mad by always singing the song.That's so funny, I forgot to laugh.WWE was WWF and they actually had cool wrestlers like The Rock, Mankind and Stone Cold Steve Austin.Playing Gran Turismo and MGS on PlayStation.Roller coasters at Wonderland, Sydney.You decorated your room with glow-in-the-dark stickers.SBS didn’t have any ads. Not that you ever watched it anyway, except maybe for soft core porn.You played marbles and could name all the different types like blue moon, oily, candy, red wine, galaxy and red devil. You never played anyone for your god marble.Feeling sad when your Tamagotchi died.Singing "a ram sam sam, a ram sam sam, guli guli guli guli guli, ram sam sam, a rafi, a rafi, guli guli guli guli guli ram sam sam".Seeing a small rack of DVDs in the video store and wondering if anyone ever rented them.Dolly the sheep.Getting up early to watch the Rage Top 50.Friends when they were all actually just friends. Why didn't Phoebe and Joey get together?Sonic the Hedgehog.Watching The Simpsons back when it was funny, every night on Channel 10.Power Rangers becoming cooler than the Ninja Turtles, even though the Turtles will always be cooler.Watching South Park for the first time and being really excited by all the swearing.Watching Hercules and then being disappointed when Xena Warrior Princess replaced it. Nobody was cooler than Herc.Blowing on the Nintendo cartridge before putting it in the console to make sure it worked properly.Smell the cheese.Vulcan, Tower, Flame... Australian Gladiators.Playing Mortal Kombat and trying to do a fatality but just ending up punching accidentally.Pokemon! Gotta catch ‘em all!Watching Hey Dad! and then seeing little Arthur McArthur go on to star in that famous Sorbent ad.Full Frontal, not Comedy Inc.Wolfenstein, Doom and Duke Nukem.Downloading music from Napster.Chatting with your buddies on ICQ.Going to see Titanic.The winner is… Sydney.Mighty Max and Polly Pocket. Max and Polly always got lost because they were so bloody small.Fox Mulder and Dana Scully.Waiting for Tony “Plugger” Lockett to break that record.Australia didn’t always win the cricket.The Socceroos couldn’t qualify for the World Cup.John Eales captained the Wallabies and we won the World Cup.Ray Martin hosted A Current Affair.Zoopa Doopa ice blocks were only 20c and if you couldn’t afford it, you asked the canteen lady to cut it in half so you could split it with a friend.Listening to boy bands like Human Nature and girl bands like Girlfriend.Barbie, not Bratz.The Spice Girls.Happy Meals were only $2.95 and the toys were simple but actually good.Person 1: Who farted!?Person 2: Whoever smelt it, dealt it!Person 1: Whoever made the rhyme, committed the crime!Brad Fittler was the best in the world.Thorpe won lots of gold medals and wasn’t so gay.Opposite day.We all loved Pat Rafter and almost cried when he lost to Goran Ivanisevic because our Pat deserved that title more than anyone. Definitely more than Hewitt ever did.Playing tackle Bull Rush at lunchtime and having tackling banned. You had to resort to grab 1-2-3 or tip. Same goes for footy.Giving a friend a backage in the canteen line. If it was your best friend, you gave them a frontage.Pogs and Looney Tunes Tazos.Nobody won Wimbledon unless their name was Pete Sampras.You laughed at the fat kid on the Cottees cordial ad and changed the song to "My Dad picks his nose..." You ate Smarties instead of M&M’s.You tried Dr. Pepper and hated it.Service stations didn’t need space for 4 digits on their petrol prices signs.Girl germs! Boy germs!Goosebumps.You had to actually call your friends rather than send them an SMS.Wearing a Chicago Bulls T-shirt or cap. Wearing the cap backwards.Arguing over who got to be Warnie in backyard cricket. Six and out!Paul Jennings’ Gizmo books.Matchbox cars.The feeling of wonder you got, the first time you were able to see the image in one of those Magic Eye 3D pictures.The Secret World of Alex Mack.Talk to the hand!Johnson and Friends, Noddy and Humphrey B. Bear.You wished you had enough Lego to build those amazing cities they displayed in the brochures.Collecting Yowie toys. Aussie wildlife was way cooler than any stupid Kinder Surprise toy.Playing truth or dare with your secret crush.Mark Taylor equalling Don Bradman's record.Slap bracelets.Jurassic Park and those toy dinosaurs where you could pull a piece of the skin out to see its insides.Roger Ramjet, he’s our man, hero of our nation.We had paper money.Telling those Dobbers where to stick it by singing, "Dibba dobba dibba dobba number nine, wearing nappies all the time" and, "Dibba dobba Cindy went to kindy, stepped on a bindy wa wa wa."Good on ya Mum! Tip Top’s the one!You could buy more than enough food from the school canteen for only $2.Begging your parents to go to McDonald’s for dinner.Rocko’s Modern Life, Rugrats and Hey Arnold!Noni, Monica and that bald guy named George on Play School.Going to World 4 Kids to look at all the toys.Watching The Lion King and feeling Simba’s pain when Mufasa died. Disney just doesn’t make them like that anymore.Soft serve cones were only 30c and they never tried to up-sell a Flake because they didn’t have it.Wanting a Brain or Silver Bullet during the yo-yo craze.Nesquik without the Nes.Troll Dolls.The Kids' Works at Pizza Hut with unlimited drink refills. You made an ice cream mountain covered in choc chips and marshmallows and could never finish it.Thomas the Tank Engine and TUGS.Ba-na-na-na-na! Ba-na-na-na-na! Make those bodies sing! You had to get your photos developed.Your family didn’t own a 4WD unless it was a real one like a Land Cruiser or Patrol. Range Rovers were tough and nobody thought BMW would make a 4WD, let alone Porsche.Street Sharks and Biker Mice from MarsCompeting with your friends to see who could eat the most sour Warheads in one go.The Channel 9 logo had dots next to it and the Channel 7 logo wasn’t a folded piece of paper.No Hat, no play.Dr. Dreadful Food Labs. Kids these days wouldn't be allowed that because it’s not healthy enough. We didn't give a shit about our health in the 90s.High five! Up high, down low, too slow!Watching Round the Twist and getting pissed off that the actors kept on changing. You still loved it though.Cheating in Heads Down, Thumbs Up.Watching that game show called Vidiot. Game shows didn't have to be educational back then, like That's Academic... that show sucks.Collecting basketball cards, whether you followed basketball or not.You always wished your parents had bought you a bigger Super Soaker for Christmas. Christmas is hot in Australia... the more water, the better.Collecting hundreds of tickets from Timezone just so you could trade them for some crappy prize that you could have bought from Woolies for ten bucks.Healthy Harold day was the best because you got to miss class to sit in a tiny caravan and listen to a talking giraffe.Playing handball with Ace, King, Queen and Dunce and making up stupid rules as you went along.Skipping ropes and Jump Rope for Heart Day.Chewing the crappy gum in Bubble-O-Bill's nose and wishing they could just use Hubba Bubba instead.A*mazing.The Ferals. Rattus, Modigliana, Derryn and Mixy were cool until they started that five minute piece of crap, Feral TV.Hypercolour T-shirts.Who Dares! Who Dares! Who Dares Wins!Having your very own Dollarmites account and getting really excited when you earned a tiny bit of interest.Growing up in Australia in the 90s was rad.================================================================I'm sure there are a lot more, so share them on the wall and reminisce about the good old days!

BMX to work....

life starts young... at a young age...

my life is about wheels...

and now.. motorless wheels.. a bike.. a BMX used to go to work...

why? i don't have a motorbike any more... and my car is still in being fixed.. repair..

it has been the garage longer than it has been in my car port..

so 7.00 am from home .. Jalan Kailirang KM 7 to Jalan Bridgen Katamso on 7.20 am..

so it is 20 min by BMX..

it is my brothers bike .. gift for his birthday... and now..

for the first time.. i used it to go to work..

Half past dead rolex

i wrote this on the 9 April 2007.....

I have a rolex from singapour. it only cost about one hundred singapurean dollars. it was my dads but now its broken. it was just lying on the table and no one used it. so i used it for my self. it tels the wrong time, you cannot adjust it. i used it any way. it is diffiuclt to tell the time but it can help abit.

The rolex does not need bateries, it is mechanic, and uses kenetic energy that is energy from movements. if you dont move it will not tick. it used to be water proof but since it is broken it is no longer water proof. the watch will malfunction when there it is wet especially from the rain. but when it is dry it will work again.

If you have a watch that is broken wuold you still wear it even if it is half past dead?

If it still can move and show and un accurate time i would but what about you?

This is my home - a tent at my backyard

This is some to wrote on the April 09, 2007...... itis just a relfection of one part of my life. there are still others...

This is my home - a tent at my backyard. it cost only Rp.460.000. it fits two people. it is better than home it is portable and it is weather proof. i don't know if it can battle against the rain or a blizzard or even a strong wind. i bought it a day after i was paid working for an international NGO named VSO, a NGO concerning food sovereignty. they pay me rp300.000 a day for 5 days. ever since i bought this tent i have never slept in my own room. since Ramadan i have never slept in my own room, i always sleep in the the living room or in the Musola at the back of my home. this is a start to have a independent life. we must use the things that are round us and utilize the things that are not used. the only thing the back yard is used for is gardening and now i will make it my room in sleeping here as many nights as possible.

why would i choose the sleep in a tent outside than to sleep in my room?
this is a basic and straight forward answer it is to feel how are the victims of the Jogja earthquake is living in a tent. the important thing is that this will make me more appreciate the my home, my room and the place i live in.

what happens if it rains?
if it rain then i will understand the suffering that the victims of the earth quake are feeling. i will feel the cold, i will feel the rain, i will feel also sick that people are sleeping in a nice warm house, where are some part of society in pain. there need to changes. if you are not the victims then you dont understand.

can you live in a house that is still in dept?
i bought this tent with my own money, i paid it cash. it is a honest pay for four day work. the place i sleep is a reflection of my financial position. i can only buy a tent so i buy a tent, if a could by a house i will by a house if i could by a gubuk then i will buy a gubuk. but if i have to purchase it credit then this is a part of dishonesty because actually i cant buy it but then i buy it with credit. other people will see me with a new house, they will think i am rich but actually i am rich in dept. they dont know that this house is purchase by credit. which one is more respected a man that buy a house on credit but cannot pay the debt or a person who buys a tent in cash? the person who buys a tent in cash is the one telling the truth to society, people would not consider he is rich, the opinion of society is formed by the material possession. they do not consider whether it is cash or credit, they just know they have a big house or a small tent.

Hello my name is Mujiburrahman and I am from Jogjakarta

I try to make a difference in society by being different, by being unique by being myself.
if you say who am i?

i can say i am a student from FH UGM and FE UII, i can say im a debater, and adjudicator, a high school debating trainer, or you can say i am a friend of a friend, a lover, a leader, a class friend, a reader, a writer, a biker, a hiker, a camper, a public speaker, a brother, a son. this list can go for ever. each person is unique in each way, the best way to be self is to understand who you are, what you want to be and not what other people want you to be.

my life is about being responsible for my actions
my life is about making choices and facing the consequences
my life is about what is important and what is not
my life is about helping other that are in need
my life is about being independent
my life is not buying any new clothing to follow the fashion and trends
my life is try to be simple
my life is try to fast one day and not the other
my life is about honest to your self
my life is about the last ten days of Ramadan in the mosque
my life is not buying new clothing for idul fitri
my life i try not to think a birthday is important.
my is trying be more than you can be
my life is trying to break the limit of your self capabilities
my life is trying to be the best i can be
my life is not about winning or loosing but it is about learning
my life is now a tent at my back yard
my life is about having dreams and die trying to reach them
my life is praying for my self and for others

that is basic part of me, there are more, and many other problems being faced and ways i tried to solve them. i am not the best of humans but i hope that people are can learn from my mistakes.

My fashion is 70% discount

I am a hunter… I hunt fashion at a discount… my target is 70% discount…

My fashion is comfortable at a reasonable price

My fashion is from the reject bin clothing with defects or some too big super size which needs to be modified with tailors touch

Something that no one buys because it is probably ugly and unusual or it have been touch a million times but not bought

My fashion is something you will see in one place and not others

My fashion is something you will see at one time and next time is no longer there

I choose mossy oak apparel as my fashion…

It is company based in Atlanta, region renown for its hunting

Outsourcing its manufacturing to Indonesia.. country renown for its cheep labor and famous for its labor intensive textile industry one of which is PT Mahesa Niaga Jaya, mossy oaks partner

So what I’m wearing is a reject.. Something below standard.. Failed the export quality test..

Probably not the finest workmanship and not even use the best quality of materials for the production..

It should be sold in US dollars but I buy it with Rupiyah. It should be $42.00 but it was sold in Indonesia for Rp 88.000 and I buy thing on a discount on a 70% so its Rp 26.400 So it turns out its about $ 3.00 … very cheep.

This is probably the reason why friends at works say I am half Javanese, I am half Chinese and finally half Jewish

even if my math is wrong that calculation makes me 1.5 person..

you can conclude that I’m super human or stupid?

so how can price reduce drastically? Easy… it’s going out of business.. Liquidating..

it is all about the timing.. hunting is about timing… it is about waiting.. for that perfect time..

and when that times come you do your action…

I have waited and the time has come… when stock well factory store on Jl Adisucipto 163 Yogyakarta will be closed forever. on the 10 March 2008.. Its on a Monday..

They have been here 5 years.. but they no longer stay.. and that is life.. you may come and you may go..

You may be welcome to enter but at the end you are forced out.

I have an obsession with the out doors.. it is not just a passion but it is part of me..

I picture my self to be in the woods and in the wild me verse nature..

I picture my self to be in the ocean and waves me verse the storm..

I picture my self to be in the sky flying and touching the clouds me verse gravity..

I feel that my life is a competition

Not just a competition between people but a competition with everything else

So I’m practicing all the time.. and I’m training all the time . .

I don’t have a coach but I believe I still can win… I rely on experience as my teacher

I have 5 mossy oak apparel .. from dark green, light green, cream ..

It reflects the color of nature.. the color of the forest… that is were I am right now..

And that is me.. and my fashion 70% discount …