Saturday, January 15, 2005

the end of an age

To: kom98@yahoogroups.com
From: "nick Danar" <nodee03@y--->
Date: Fri, 14 Jan 2005 10:39:21 -0800 (PST)
Subject: [kom98] the end of an age!

All well, ends well...!

What begun in 1998, the Class of '98 Kom UI, has come to an
end and the last of the them has sailed to join his brethen.
For their time at kampus UI Depok has ended.

All that remains are memories, fond and sweet and bitter and
sad.

From the moments they got together, all 72 of them, many a
story were made. It wasn't long before some fell and never
to join his fellow ever again. But the Class of '98 carry
on. Spending many a nights at Pesona Khayangan, trying hard
to stay together, face the sarasehan, and the everyday
classes. Some tears were shed, but many laughter sprung, and
even some love blossomed.

Once trough Sarahsehan, they set out to conguer the world
and make their dreams come true and live as they see fit.
There was klub jalan-jalan, Pekan Kom, commisioned as HMIK,
Kom Night 1 & 2, sarahsehan 2000, and many more.

Yet one thing always prevailed among the '98. And that was
friendship and laughter and togetherness.

And then the first of them sailed away...

Soon, many more sailed away and went to the real world.
Those that were left behind realised that their time will
soon end.

And so the class of '98 struggled to get on board. They
struggled to get in to the ship called gradution and earned
the title of S. Kom. They toiled day and night, in ways each
of them felled best.

Sadly, some of them failed...

But their stories did not end. For even now their laughters
remain, and their friendship last. Even for those who
failed, they still succed in their own way, and they are not
forgotten or exiled. For being a '98 means being friends,
friends forever....

for all that is worth menjadi bagian dari Fisip Komunikasi
UI angkatan 98, adalah hal terindah yang gua pernah alami.

hope you guys had the time of your life. I know, I did!

Nodee...

PS: provisiat Fer! you really end it well!

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But I must explain to you how all this mistaken idea of denouncing pleasure and praising pain was born and I will give you a complete account of the system, and expound the actual teachings of the great explorer of the truth, the master-builder of human happiness. No one rejects, dislikes, or avoids pleasure itself, because it is pleasure, but because those who do not know how to pursue pleasure rationally encounter consequences that are extremely painful. Nor again is there anyone who loves or pursues or desires to obtain pain of itself, because it is pain, but because occasionally circumstances occur in which toil and pain can procure him some great pleasure. To take a trivial example, which of us ever undertakes laborious physical exercise, except to obtain some advantage from it? But who has any right to find fault with a man who chooses to enjoy a pleasure that has no annoying consequences, or one who avoids a pain that produces no resultant pleasure?

But I must explain to you how all this mistaken idea of denouncing pleasure and praising pain was born and I will give you a complete account of the system, and expound the actual teachings of the great explorer of the truth, the master-builder of human happiness. No one rejects, dislikes, or avoids pleasure itself, because it is pleasure, but because those who do not know how to pursue pleasure rationally encounter consequences that are extremely painful. Nor again is there anyone who loves or pursues or desires to obtain pain of itself, because it is pain, but because occasionally circumstances occur in which toil and pain can procure him some great pleasure. To take a trivial example, which of us ever undertakes laborious physical exercise, except to obtain some advantage from it? But who has any right to find fault with a man who chooses to enjoy a pleasure that has no annoying consequences, or one who avoids a pain that produces no resultant pleasure?

But I must explain to you how all this mistaken idea of denouncing pleasure and praising pain was born and I will give you a complete account of the system, and expound the actual teachings of the great explorer of the truth, the master-builder of human happiness. No one rejects, dislikes, or avoids pleasure itself, because it is pleasure, but because those who do not know how to pursue pleasure rationally encounter consequences that are extremely painful. Nor again is there anyone who loves or pursues or desires to obtain pain of itself, because it is pain, but because occasionally circumstances occur in which toil and pain can procure him some great pleasure. To take a trivial example, which of us ever undertakes laborious physical exercise, except to obtain some advantage from it? But who has any right to find fault with a man who chooses to enjoy a pleasure that has no annoying consequences, or one who avoids a pain that produces no resultant pleasure?

...the regurgitator of my memes. This site is the middle part, not necessarily center, in between beginnings and ends both happening somewhere else...

...thoughts. I report on things that interest me. But its not always reporting that happens in these pages. Sometimes I need to rant; thus the excessive use of expletives. It feels easier for me to YELL MY FUCKING HEAD OFF AT THE WORLD!!!! BEcause in reality I can't because I am afraid...

...an active participant in culture instead of merely being consumers. In other words if we ignore these things what has always happened (that is, our continued existence as the commodity in a market of eyeballs) will continue to happen. And we haven't even begun discussing wether its right or wrong...

...And I do seriously want to graduate get a job. I think.

I love my mom, at any rate. Though she kills me with her attempts to help me. Should I tell her of these thoughts? I don't think so. Its bad enough that she has a heart condition, its even worse when you think about...

There. Do you get it?

I don't write intellectually. I write expressively. I don't claim to be accurate, fair or thorough. I don't wanna get stuck on certain topics. Though I sometimes do. But not that often. I'd like to expand. I wanna write more poems. But I'll only upload them if they're good. I only rant about my life's hardships if it will rescue just a little bit of my sanity. I'm saner than I make myself out to be, though.

If I am an OS kernel, and I just had a kernel dump, I'd imagine that the text in this blog is what it would more or less look like.

   
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