Sunday, March 28, 2010

you have no idea how the magic could happens

Hey young intellectuals!
SO sorry, I won’t take this opportunity to give you some short review regarding my experience in HK (on final hours) or about the competition.

I was so exhausted, came back to my humid and dry country, attacked by dramatic situation from surrounding condition, and end up with the routine college’s life again. You know, NO REST. Gotta work hard, I feel left out of materials from each classes (in which i was absent) plus I got this pressure from my LSO to join an internal mcc of FH UGM. Well, I’m not trying to say that they were pushed me to do so, but in fact it was because of me who already felt guilty and burdened by the LSO since I never joined their event (due to Willem C. Vis East’s practices back to the old days). I just want to show them my good intention as a member. And here is the consequency, doubled by duty from AFS’ selection this year (Ch. Jogja chosed me as the Coordinator of 1st selection) and also my ambition to enroll on AIESEC program.

Not just those stuff, as a bonus, i have to finish Hukum Tata Negara midterm's project. I have no idea what should I do other than face all of it as fast as I can and perform the best of me. I must pull my string once more, no days with regrets and despairs. Therefore, move forward and race with the time to see who is the Boss!

At least Victoria (my new itouch) could calm me down on any stressing moment :)

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Hari kelima

Selamat malam semuanya. Sekarang waktu menunjukkan pukul 10 malam kurang 10 menit. Saya masih berada di atas kasur yang sama, di ruangan yang sama, di gedung yang sama, dan di negara (kota) yang sama. Cuaca di Hong Kong sedikit mendingin selama dua hari belakangan, berbeda dari cuaca di hari pertama dan hari kedua yang terasa lebih hangat dan nyaman. Hari ini adalah gilirannya Kak Dhila dan Nabriz untuk perform oral pleadings. Kak Dhila kelihatan stress banget. Tapi siangnya setelah selesai oral pleadings melawan Rajiv Gandhi University (India), ia bisa kembali cengengesan.

Pagi ini saya mengenakan kemeja batik dan jaket putih Kakashi yang saya beli pada hari pertama kedatangan di Ladies Market, Mong Kok. Hari ini sepertinya berjalan begitu cepat. Setelah kembali dari City University, saya, Dahye dan Diva makan siang (belinya di restoran Sedap Gurih di wilayah Sugar Street) kami segera melanjutkan petualangan ke Central Library di depan Victoria Park.

Sekarang saya sedang mendengarkan SAY dari John Mayer. Perut sedikit terasa bergejolak, mungkin karena masuk angin atau karena makan yang tidak teratur. Rasa gugup semakin menjadi-jadi, hari jumat tinggal sehari lagi. Tapi saya punya prinsip yang kuat dan tidak mau capek karena stress, jadi ya dinikmati saja waktu yang tersisa. Hari selasa kami akan kembali ke Indonesia. Semuanya akan kembali normal, kecuali khusus untuk hal mengejar materi-materi kuliah yang ketinggalan.

Note ringkas ini saya tutup dengan lagu ‘Follow Me’ dari The Rocket Boys.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Day 4th in HK

Selamat pagi semuanya.
Sekarang waktu telah menunjukkan pukul 12 lewat 21 menit tengah malam waktu Hong Kong. Saya berada di atas tempat tidur berukuran kecil yang mesti di share dengan bapak dosen di dalam sebuah kamar di lantai 5 Indonesian Building Konsulat Jenderal Republik Indonesia.

Lagu ‘Bukannya aku takut’ dari Mulan jameela mengalun sendu dari headset pink milik Dahye yang saya pinjam. Para wanita kelihatannya sudah tertidur, kecuali Maral yang sedang menemani Nabriz di ruang tamu. Tidak disangka sekarang kami telah memasuki hari yang keempat. Hong Kong, sebuah daerah yang istimewa, yang sebelumnya saya tidak pernah sangka akan semenakjubkan ini. Tempat yang entah mengapa membuat saya begitu nyaman dan tentram. Tempat yang membuat saya sekali lagi dapat menjadi open-minded dan berpikiran luas. Di sela-sela menuliskan kata-kata ini, dalam lubuk hati saya yang terdalam bergejolak rasa was-was dan kegelisahan. Pasalnya, hari jumat ini akan menjadi hari oral pleadings bagi saya.

Hari yang ditunggu-tunggu selama 6 bulan terakhir. Hari yang akan menjadi puncak dari seluruh pengorbanan kami selama ini. Sekarang lagunya berganti menjadi ‘lagu Sedih’, masih oleh artis yang sama; Mulan Jameela. Lawan yang akan saya hadapi adalah sekolah yahudi Amerika bernama Benjamin Cardozo yang notabene masuk peringkat top ten school of law di USA (info ini saya dapatkan dari wikipedia).

Padahal tadi ketika menyaksikan penampilan perdana dari Dahye dan Diva, keyakinan dan semangat sempat terpupuk di benak saya, mengingat suasananya yang rileks dan arbitratornya tidak terlalu banyak bertanya. Pun penampilan lawan yang berasal dari Copenhagen menurut saya pribadi tidak terlalu ‘wah’ atau terlalu menakutkan. Tanpa bermaksud untuk sombong, tapi kami masih dapat menampilkan yang lebih baik ketimbang mereka kok.

Hari yang meletihkan. Saatnya semua untuk tidur. Oh iya, ingatkan PR saya untuk menulis mengenai pengalaman berkeliling di Hong Kong Island, perspektif baru mengenai TKW, dan cultural heritage yang hidup di tengah peradaban barat. So far, I love Hong Kong very much.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010


ONE EYED LADY LIBERTY - By Louie (tee hee :P)

So, folks frankly I can’t write something meaningless. In this pleasure opportunity I’d like to share with you. Some of the most favorite fragments from the most favorite books I’ve ever read. Only the bestest that I’ll show to you :D
Also, I put some of masterpieces from somebody's account on deviantart. I appreciate their work, therefore I put the credits below each pictures.

A philosopher is therefore someone who recognizes that there is a lot he does not understand, and is troubled by it. In that sense, he is still wiser than all those who brag about their knowledge of things they know nothing about. "Wisest is she who knows she does not know," I said previously. Socrates himself said, "One thing only I know, and that is that I know nothing."
Remember this statement, because it is an admission that is rare, even among
philosophers. Moreover, it can be so dangerous to say it in public that it can cost you your life. The most subversive people are those who ask questions. Giving answers is not nearly as threatening. Any one question can be more explosive than a thousand
answers. (Sophie’s World – Jostein Gardner)

'Who are YOU?' said the Caterpillar. This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, 'I--I hardly know, sir, just at present--at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.' 'What do you mean by that?' said the Caterpillar sternly. 'Explain yourself!' 'I can't explain MYSELF, I'm afraid, sir' said Alice, 'because I'm not myself, you see.' 'I don't see,' said the Caterpillar. 'I'm afraid I can't put it more clearly,' Alice replied very politely, 'for I can't understand it myself to begin with; and being so many different sizes in a day is very confusing.' (Alice In Wonderland – Lewis Caroll)


In the beginning Eru, the One, who in the Elvish tongue is named Ilúvatar, made the Ainur of his thought; and they made a great Music before him. In this Music the World was begun; for Ilúvatar made visible the song of the Ainur, and they beheld it as a light in the darkness. And many among them became enamoured of its beauty, and of its history which they saw beginning and unfolding as in a vision. Therefore Ilúvatar gave to their vision Being, and set it amid the Void, and the Secret Fire was sent to burn at the heart of the World; and it was called Eä. (The Silmarillion – JR Tolkien)


Krishna halted the chariot and said to Arjuna: "Partha, you and your brothers were looking forward to this day, after thirteen years. Do not hesitate to kill the grandsire. Remember the duty of a soldier." Arjuna bent his head down and, without looking up, replied: "I would much rather have continued to be an exile in the forest than kill the grandsire and the teachers whom I love, but I shall obey you. Drive on." (Mahabharata retold by C. Rajagopalachari)


"Sir," I said, "to return a second time to this subject will be neither to your nor to my taste; but, as we have entered upon it, let us go through with it. I repeat, it is not only myself whom it concerns. Study is to me a relief, a diversion, a passion that could make me forget everything. Like you, I am willing to live obscure, in the frail hope of bequeathing one day, to future time, the result of my labours. But it is otherwise with Ned Land. Every man, worthy of the name, deserves some consideration. Have you thought that love of liberty, hatred of slavery, can give rise to schemes of revenge in a nature like the Canadian's; that he could think, attempt, and try----". (2000 Leagues Under The Sea – Jules Verne)

'You put yourself beyond its pale,' said the gentleman. 'The past has been a dreary waste with you, of youthful energies mis-spent, and such priceless treasures lavished, as the Creator bestows but once and never grants again, but, for the future, you may hope. I do not say that it is in our power to offer you peace of heart and mind, for that must come as you seek it; but a quiet asylum, either in England, or, if you fear to remain here, in some foreign country, it is not only within the compass of our ability but our most anxious wish to secure you. Before the dawn of morning, before this river wakes to the first glimpse of day-light, you shall be placed as entirely beyond the reach of your former associates, and leave as utter an absence of all trace behind you, as if you were to disappear from the earth this moment. Come! I would not have you go back to exchange one word with any old companion, or take one look at any old haunt, or breathe the very air which is pestilence and death to you. Quit them all, while there is time and opportunity!' (Oliver Twist – Mark Charles Dickens)


Monday, March 8, 2010

Were you there 160 million of years ago?

Today at 10:03am

My master has a book of secret. A book that could reveal the truth about doubts, questions, and disputes among human kind. The book that could also excavate the mystery of Past and unwrap the curiousity of Future. My master keeps the book of secret on his left armpit and won't allow anyone to touch it. He created seven spirits from fires and lights to guard the presence of the book.

On the day of Frabjous Day (when a little girl named Alice came to Wonderland and slew a monstrous yet so ugly thing called Jabberwocky), my master hid out in the Cave of Void to meditate for 40 days. I couldn't hold out my desire to open the book. Just like Mother Eve, when the Forbidden Fruit lured her to grope and fed through it into her throat.

I cast spell on those seven archangels, to shut their emission of ray for a moment. Then I made a 'mandala', the burning circle around my body to protect me from unexpected situation of my master's hexes.

I opened the book, search the answer of what I've been looking for this whole centuries.
Were you there 160 million years ago, my dear?

I was born multipliedly, again and again to find you, my enlightenment light. I was born as a royal, as a sonnenblume, as a river, as a star, as an eagle, as a dying infant, as a witch, and as a dust on someone’s desk. I’ve been looking for you this far, searching the one that I could lean my body on.
I got a vision from the book of secret. I saw those terrible, powerful, and wondrous kind of lizards. They all crawled on the face of the earth. They were the most ancient creatures that God ever created in this world. From the Triassic to the Late Cretaceous, when no man stood on The New World, they were the kings of their own kind. Arisen from ground, structurized by water, flamed by fire inside their instinct, and breathed by the rough gust of wind. No one ever witnessed the greatest of those gigantic creatures.

Were you already exist with them, oh my sweetheart? Where were you on the moment of inanition?
Those creatures were doing wrong deeds, attacking each other and eating their own family. They were uncivilized, slop over by shed blood on the face of the earth. God didn’t like what they do, so He ordered an enormous yet so majestic angel to stoned them with a big chunk of asteroid.

“When He decreeth a matter, He saith to it: "Be," and it is.”

The toss made a great devastation. The echoes of destruction were spread out throughout the land. Dusts lifted up on the air, covered up the atmosphere and sights. Sea leves were going higher, the planet’s temperature was stiffingly hotter than usual. Here, came the extinction. I couldn’t find you my dear, between the clouds of wrath. I closed this page, and willing to continue the journey to seek you another time.

Now, before my master shall come back, I'm summoning your name inside my heart.

the picture is taken from

eccentric lyrics

i wrote some eccentric lyrics. I've uploaded some of them on facebook's note. you can see how cheesy are they :D



Friday, November 13, 2009 at 3:01pm

glowing cloth
trimmed with Bobby Brown's close up pic
red hair, gigantic glasses
big skulls, cappa headed
bizzare skinny long pants,
and u wear those blinks

im done seeing u
victim of flashy thinkers
i meant, u don't even seem like u have a brain
u hates those brainiacs,
u talks bad things about the jocks,
u also dislikes the popular kids
u adores urself
tries to look innocent like the virgin

don't waste up ur time
they gonna put u on the cemetery soon

**hell yeah, u're a hardcore crackpot
let's kill the tawdry brats, flighty animals
ripped the unmutual looks and mashed the hideous shirt
if i see u again, on the awaiting line
imma stoppled my socks into your burps
torn u apart, yes i'se gonna do that
make u giddy with what u had laughed at
devil-may-care, harum-scarum lads!

Saturday, November 28, 2009 at 2:57pm

Syaiila Danah.
Burung elang di atas ladang jagung.
'Syai' berarti elang, 'Danah' adalah ladang jagung, dan 'ila' bermakna di atas.

Itu yang kau ceritakan kepadaku ketika kt ber-3 bermain sembunyi-sembunyian. Saat itu kau masih kecil, begitu pula aku dan Matty yang baru masuk TK. Kau yang lebih tua dua tahun di atas kami mengajak ke ladang jagung di belakang kincir angin penggiling gandum milik Uncle Pat.
Kau bilang akan membawa kami ke sebuah situs suci.
Situs yang alami seperti bumi itu sendiri.


Aku tanya padamu, dari bahasa apa nama itu berasal, tapi kau hanya memberiku isyarat untuk diam.
Di tempat kami berdiri, di tengah ladang jagung itu, seekor elang terbang berputar-putar seakan muncul dr matahari. Bola matanya berpijar, aku teringat akan cahaya bintang orion saat diajak ayah hiking di McKinley musim panas lalu.

Kau jawab dgn desisan lirih, "bahasa itu telah punah. Bahasa itu begitu purba, bhkn sblm bahasa yg kt kenal skrg ini muncul. Tanah ini adalah tanah suci yg dulu dijadikan awal pijakan para dewa utk menciptakan bumi."

aku tertegun mendengarnya. Angin bertiup menggoyangkan batang-batang jagung yg tua. Elang itu masih terbang memutari kami.

Aku berada di Syaiila Danah.


Tuesday, November 24, 2009 at 9:52pm

Another inspired lyrics from my friend’s story! It’s all about cuties around, the ones that you can’t resist. I wrote this while watching ‘Bad Romance’ video by Lady Gaga which give me some hand, a little bit :D, anyway, I can't find any fittin' image, so I chose to put her pic in this note!


Oo... Youngster, can I help myself?
When I saw those miraculous creatures
Walked around the house, with flashy outfits
Baby let me sneak inside your heart
What do you think when you caught me peepin’?
Is it fun, babe, is it fun?

God, why there are so many cuties?
In the blue, red, white, black and yellow
Can’t help myself to have some bad thoughts
I see them all in different forms and shapes
They stay on every inches of my place
So, tell me, babe, is it fun?

God, why there are so many cuties?
So marvelous, exquisite, and fresh
Please, hold my soul from those cuties
Tied me up from grabbing and touching
On the street, in the car, and at the classroom
Now, tell me, babe, is it fun? Is it?

I won’t tell you the truth
That you have filled my paper with stain
I’ll never get tired of you
Bite, bind, and blend me
Combine it together with your fashion
Put me on your pillow and under your blanket
I realize that you were satisfied to make me anxious
But I pretend myself like I don’t care
You dried my soul, unavoidable

Saturday, November 21, 2009 at 1:00pm
PS: my new lyrics! Inspired by my friend's tale, I spiced it up a little :D

I paid u a lot
I made u smile
I praised u so much
I put u on the top

yeah, that's u, u're the one
who had drove my head with insanity
and dried money in my wallet easily
yeah, that's u, the only one
that made me so worried every night
and checked my cell every time

the one that I caught messed around behind my back
when I was on my rehab yesterday night
u kissed my bestfriend
at the dark alley near library
I saw u thru my window, up from the 4th floor
Imma hunt u down

yeah, I burned u, burned, burned
the one who had played with my heart
yeah, I stabbed him,
stabbed, stabbed
a bestfriend that licked my ass
I burned u with nitroglycerin
stolen from laboratory's storage
when the guards were fallin' asleep and swiny snored

I had a promise to u
but that was before what u do
rings, cheques, and glamorous dresses I bought u
were paid equally by that nitros
I loose u, physically, heck yeah
but your explotion with him had paid me enough

at the end of the day,
I knew they both are dead
but what can I say?
those couples had fire me up
I just poured the nitros,
yes, that's what I had
u bitch, go to hell, dead.

I Saw You Yesterday

Friday, March 5, 2009

Hey, I saw you yesterday
I wasn’t sure what did you do, but you were there
Yeah, I glanced at you, and you spread your vision
Toward me, toward me, indirectly
I wanted to jump with a joyful leap

Did you come to see me?
Or you just come to be witness on tribune?
I was dying, dying of you, of your presence
But I liked it, I loved every moment you spent
On that wood-bench, you seated steadily
We shared slyly face, tried to get busy with objects nearby
Or unimportantly talked with people beside us
Yes, you got me lose, i saw you nervous
Please, i begged you on that moment

When you leaved the place, I nearly cried
My heart seemed like it’ve been shutted by your absence
I closed my eyes, rejected the truth that you were gone
But when my sadness overwhelmed my mind,
You sent me a nice utterance
Shall I hunt u down, or u wants to peek at me again?

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Herpes & Hong Kong, two H-s with different Meaning

Mr. Ambassador in blue mood

Dahye, Diva, and Ahlul. We're so RANDOM

Ya ampun, untuk pertama kalinya menderita penyakit kulit aneh mengerikan dengan nama 'Herpes' ini. Gejalanya gatal-gatal, tepat setelah C. Vis Pleadings simulation hari kamis tanggal 4 Maret 2010. Padahal sebelumnya biasa aja, nothing wrong with my skin. Setelah done with the tiring simulation, our team went to Pizaa Hut at Amplaz to have some dinner. And I ate spagetthi fisherman, which is full of seafood.

Menderita karena gatal-gatal malamnya, pada keesokan hari (jumat 5 maret 2010) semburat kemerahan yang muncul di pinggir bibir, dada, lengan, dan pipi berubah mengerikan. Areanya meluas, menimbulkan 'bubbles' aneh yang mengerikan (but honestly kinda cute).
Karena membuat the whole team takut, akhirnya saya pun memutuskan untuk pergi ke apotek (dengan di antar Nabriz saat latihan bersama pak Naga Waskita)untuk membeli salep herpes.

Malamnya (malam sabtu), sekujur tubuh gatal parah. Karena dilarang untuk digaruk, maka sengsaralah saya pada malam itu. Seluruh tubuh dibaluri oleh bedak 'panas' durol, plus dilokasi herpes diusapi oleh salep ampuh acyclovir 5%.

Oh God, I freaked out everyone.

Takut klo ntar pas medical check up trus gak boleh masuk ke Hong Kong.
But kata apotekernya it won't take a long time to recover.

jangan sampai this 'H' disesase canceling my way to go to another 'H'!

a small talk about THE MIGHTY GOD

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Everything depends on the way how you look upon it

We all know who's God. Despite what those religions teach us regarding what was He (or could even She), the reasons why He created us, and what does He want from humankind (the whole universe, actually), each person already developing their own image or perception about God. Is it a good or bad image, depends on that people's mind, as the reflection of their thought and life experience to determine the act of God.

As I quoted from; "There are over six billion people in this world and each person has his or her own thoughts about God", showing how the image of God itself is actually blurry and unrealistic. People will believe what they want to believe, therefore they convinve themselves that the image of God which they have was the rightest one.

Since the dawn of civilization, human already created those images of Gods. Yes, a God with 's', Gods. We weren't sure this very day, whether the concept of monotheism come first, or polytheism come earlier. What do we scientifically agreed upon was that thousands of year ago, the most ancient form of human kind believes on Supreme Being and spirits that taking control of the cosmos, and even their personal life. Can we also conclude that the culture of animism as our ancestor had here in Indonesia was another local concept to define 'God'?

Whatever it was, people from ages to ages keep believing that something great and omnipotent is exist. Our existence flung from His will. Hence, everyone should obey His rules, respect Him, and sacrifice what do they get to Him.

This image of God were struggling together with the up and down of world history. People kills and loves in the name of God (or Gods), kingdoms raises and falls for the sake of God (or Gods), people invents or destroys stuff by the will of God (or Gods), and politically and traditionally One God replaces by Gods, or the vice versa.

The problem is, if from the beginning humankind had assured themselves about the power of God, why He let those tiny creatures to abstractly and wildly interpretated His will for their own interest? Doesn't it seem like He is so active while creating the whole world but passively doing something to straighten up people's interpretation of His image?
This late years, we witnesses how the people begin to forget God (or Gods) and searching for something else. Atheism, Anthropomorphism, Dystheism, Nontheism, and others.

These centuries were crowded.
God, do you think human has gone too far?

As a Muslim, I believe in One God. But if you ask me; "Do you understand about your own God?", I won't answer it with a "Yes". I can't tell that I have understood Him perfectly well, as it mentioned by my religious teachings. If I understand Him 100%, He is not my God, but rather the image of Him that I made and live inside my head.

Macrh 8th, 2010
10:13 AM

Saturday, March 6, 2010


Toki my little rabbit,

Ani O'hev O'Tach

You jump into my backyard
Bruchim Habaim!
You’ve cheered and braced up my day
and also adorned my night
Don’t run too far from the cage that I made
I shall catch you before you’re gone

Come here Toki,

Ani O’hev O’tach

Look at you, sitting on the grass
Chewing your carrot, pretend that you’re unaware of me
While I can see those candy-eyes of you are staring at me
I love those big teeth, reddish fur and thy giant ears

Come here Toki, don’t jump too far!

Ani O’hev O’ Tach

You want to play hide and seek?
You hide, and I seek?
Or you want me simply just to be found by you?

Toki, you’ve reminded me of Bambi!
On my backyard that afternoon
Acharei Hatzohorayim
I still keep the memory of you and Bambi were chasing each other

The old Bambi had passed away

But I have you here, Toki
Don’t play too far, my dearest

Then you shall not disappear from my sight

Ani O’hev O’Tach

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Establishing the Role of Woman in Society

God create human based on two kind; male and female. Some believe that male was created first, and the female one was cold-drawn from his ribs. Others believe, base on the biological evidence of daily life, the creation of female come earlier before the birth of the male. Therefore, the role of women is higher compare to the male; she is the cause of human kind existence. She also takes care of them, compassionately.

It’s been a long controversy regarding the role of woman in society throughout the history of human. Woman treated unfair by some religion’s doctrines, but in another hand they were praised because of their beauty, love, and affection. As a mother to a grumpy and spoiled 11 years old boy, she always get scold if doing inadvertent mistakes. But she rarely receive a big hug or sincere smile for her forbearance and endless love, which that spoiled kid gets every day in his life. That description illustrates how people (read: male) are sometime unfairly upstaging woman, regardless their effort and help on building the civilization.

Because of their weakness, people treat woman as the second class of human being. Woman does not have the ability to think like common man does, woman does not have rights to vote, and woman is too feeble for battle-field. They should stay at home, deliver the babies, raise children up, and cook for their husband. For thousands of years, this mainstream idea had blinded woman from their own chance under the shadow of obedience.

Take a flash look at the picture of Srikandi on my t-shirt. In Indonesian culture, she’s a heroine figure. She has a big ambition, undefeatable power, and firmness character. Although she’s only a mythical personage, she has planted a seed of freedom inside female’s audiences, which make them dare to dream. Just like their counterpart, woman also gets the same chance to keep move forward and protect their own rights. It is agreeable that woman and man both are different. Indeed, no satisfying reason could explain that they are just the same. Woman and man are born to be different, but they are all equal. Differences between male and female doesn’t make one side superior toward the other. Legend told us how Arjuna always stays on Srikandi’s side during Bharatayudha. Both of them are covering each other, fulfilling each other necessity, and completing their couple deficiency.

How beautiful is life between man and woman on that myth, living in harmony side by side. But it seems like in the reality, man is getting a lot more privileges than woman. On some cases, it is also understandable that woman can not insist to take man’s position. Again, they are different although they are equal. The diversity among them is making woman can’t be able to obtain certain position or stuff that is particular for man, and also man can’t be able to do stuff that required woman presence only.

Lastly, what was the background issue of me to write a note about woman? Considering the globalization and rapid changing in our daily life, the issue of gender and sexism will increase due to the distribution of function and opportunity. If we can’t perform the good faith and honest act as we should have been (in connection with gender) these whole years, then we shall do it in the future to build a better understanding. Don’t treat your spouse badly, dude. You want to live with her/him, not as a rival :)

Wednesday 8:08 pm