Microshell

I don’t really remember when I wrote this poem. From the log it was September 1998 and early in the morning. Around that time (early morning and 1998) was one of my hardest. I also was stupid enough (I guess) to quit school and jump into the job market. I guess it’s part of my guilt of “wasting” my parents’ money sending me to complete school. At the time, I’m not sure if I ever complete my bachelor degree.

This is a short story that I wrote after I broke up with my girlfriend. It must be in 1994 or 1995, I don’t remember anymore. It’s a fiction short story that draws from my real experiences in live; I’m not sure if I can call this a fiction. The name Arny is very similar to my mother’s name (Erni). However, it wasn’t taken from her name. As I was writing this, I was a fan of TV series Roseanne. Her real husband (was also in the series for a while) name was Arny. Somehow, I just picked that name. The similarity of the name with my mother’s is totally coincidence.

This is another poetry in Indonesian that I wrote when I was a senior high in Indonesia. It is about human and his feeling about being strong and in control while contrasting to being powerless.

This is actually a song I wrote (also in Indonesian) after my final exam in 1998. At that time, monetary crisis was just hit Asia and I was international student relying on my parents sending me tuition and board money. It was very hard for them due to the monetary crisis that pretty much makes my living cost here four times as much (as far as my parents concerns due to currency exchange)

This is a poetry in Indonesian language that I wrote in San Diego 1997. I remember it was 2AM in the morning, sitting in my car on some parking lot overlooking an empty yet wide hilly and winding roads of San Diego