The Pretty Face in Those Stupid YouTube Videos

I saw and walked past a strange looking guy this morning while walking to the office. He looked awful, uncombed hair, wore worn out clothes, has sunburned skin, and unshaven. Simply put, he’s a total mess. He bent down on the sidewalk and wrote on it with a piece of chalk “Effendy”. I don’t know whether he wanted to tell the passerbys his name or else, but obviously, I don’t want to find out.

I saw a strange video in YouTube this afternoon. There’s a young girl in it. Obviously, she recorded the video and uploaded it herself. She also looked like a mess, all teary and runny nose, awfully looking hair. However, one can see that she used to be pretty, even though her sandy colored hair made her look ugly and silly. She started lip-synching to Christina Aguilera’s “Hurt”, which made her cried even more. I noticed in an instant, who she really is. Her recent broke up with his boyfriend already made small ripples in tabloids and gossip shows.

Now, I don’t feel pity or sympathy to that “Effendy” guy, because my mind is too busy thinking about other things. It’s already cluttered with half-baked creative ideas for a pitch for a provider’s new campaign. And come to think of him again, I’m not even half sure that he’s a nut.

As to the the girl in the video? Why should one feel pity towards her? She knew exactly what would come upon her if public watched her videos, yet she still uploaded them to YouTube. The public love to judge others, especially performers and entertainers. And it certainly won’t help being a former child idol, a has been soap opera megastar like you. The public don’t have pity on your “kind”, who we judged as a has been, a used to be, the failed one. You know how much the public is consisted of harsh critics. So when you acting up all like that, we as the public, laughed hard. Everybody loves laughing at losers, your "kind", because that makes us feel better.

My simple advice to you, pretty face in those stupid YouTube videos: cheer up!

I still remember your - supposedly - killer looks while watching the premiere of Sex and The City The Movie, together with your friend Velove. What you really need to get through all this diminishing stardom and subsequent mental breakdown is Mariah Carey. Everyone knows how she had fallen hard from grace, and surprisingly, bounced and made a solid come back. Look at where she is now.

You see, life’s been treating you very well in your childhood and teenage years. Who knows what has been reserved for you in years to come? Just hang on there.

Oh, and one more thing. Never upload other silly videos like the ones you did before this. They’re plain stupid.

Disclaimer: The image above is not the person I'm referring to in this writing.

My Lost Mobile Phone, Remembered

Kemarin malam salah satu stasiun televisi nasional kembali menayangkan-ulang House of Wax. Film horor yang meskipun kata para kritikus dan pencinta film, adalah sebuah remake yang unworthy and trashy, tapi memiliki makna khusus buatku. Benar-benar khusus, meskipun kalau orang lain tahu kenapa, kesannya akan jadi ga’ penting banget. Haha!

Ehm, memang makna khususnya masih punya kaitan dengan Paris Hilton. Bukan, ini tidak ada kena-mengenanya dengan hubungan antara ’idola’ dan ’penggemar’. Tapi lebih pada karakternya Paris, yaitu Paige Edwards.

Jadi beginilah ceritanya.

Dalam salah satu adegan yang intense, Carly Jones (diperankan Elisha Cuthbert) mencoba menghubungi Paige, yang saat itu sedang asyik-masyuk bercumbu dengan kekasihnya. Tapi namanya kalau birahi sedang memuncak ke ubun-ubun, langsung lupa sama yang lain. Termasuk, mengabaikan panggilan telepon yang masuk.



Hayo, pada ngaku, kalau sedang panas-panasnya foreplay, ga’ peduli anjing menggongong kencang, telepon ribut berdering krang-kring-krang-kring, PLTN mendadak memadamkan listrik, kayanya ’kentang’ banget kalau foreplay-nya diberhentikan. Perintah yang dikirimkan sistem syaraf ke seluruh sensor tubuh biasanya cuma satu: ”Lanjutkan!”.

Seperti itu jugalah yang dilakukan Paige. Penonton hanya diperlihatkan close-up unit telepon genggam yang dipakai Paige. Dan inilah yang membuatku kaget, excited. Jenisnya sama seperti yang kupakai saat itu!! Bedanya, Paige memakai yang warna hijau, aku memakai yang warna merah.

Dengan sedikit norak, aku sempat nyeletuk agak kencang di dalam bioskop yang gelap dan duapertiga kursinya diisi penonton: “Eh! Henponnya sama dengan punya gue!!”, yang langsung direspon oleh teman menontonku dengan gerakan refleks menepuk lengan atasku, “Hush!”.

Hampir empat tahun kemudian, ketika film horror ini kembali ditayangkan-ulang di salah satu stasiun televisi nasional, seakan menjadi pengingat bahwa pada suatu hari yang mendung dan diikuti hujan deras di bulan Ramadhan tahun 2005 Masehi, ketika aku mencoba berpetualang sendiri menuju Bogor menaiki kereta listrik kelas ekonomi yang penuh sesak dari ujung ke ujung sehingga nyaris tidak ada celah sedikitpun karena setiap tubuh sudah saling lekat erat dan rapat, seorang pencopet dengan lihainya sukses mengambil telepon gengamku tersebut yang disimpan di dalam saku ransel yang kucantolkan di depan badan. Inilah salah satu hari tersial sepanjang hidup yang rasanya tak akan mungkin bisa kulupa.

Demikianlah ceritanya, sebab-musabab kenapa setiap kali House of Wax ditayangkan-ulang di televisi, aku jadi teringat lagi satu adegan yang buatku terasa istimewa itu. Meskipun hingga kini, hanya sekali itu saja, di bioskop, aku menonton film horror remaja tersebut sampai selesai. Dan hingga kini pula, hanya sekali itu sajalah aku pernah bepergian seorang diri menaiki kereta listrik kelas ekonomi menuju Bogor, tak ingin lagi mengulanginya.

Peristiwa kehilangan telepon genggam karena kecopetan itu jugalah yang sedikit banyak mengubah cara pandangku hingga kini. Sekarang, aku tak pernah lagi merasa kasihan pada para pencopet yang tertangkap massa lantas digebuki beramai-ramai hingga babak belur. Biar tahu rasa dia, sudah merugikan orang lain!

Bagaimana, penting ga’ penting kan tulisanku kali ini? Haha!