guys, im moving to my old blog.
i think im doing better there, thats why.
visit it. u know u're gonna love it ;)

http://jojoderyn.blogspot.com

guys, i am in singapore and very happy about that. it's not really a holiday, you see my school life is getting really sucker, there's only 6-week-holiday given. and at the present, we're doing a remedial week and it's just my luck that i passed some of the exams and hence, i don't need to have them fixed up.
i really enjoy my days here. i am going to post some pictures later.
hmm...... in fact, i am not really in the mood to write but i just have to and it's getting bad because i don't know what to write anymore.
damn, i really don't know what to write, not because i have nothing to write, it's just that i have everything that's enough to make me cry if i must write all of them.
so, well, hmm, bye!

i am such in a bad mood today, feeling lonely and sick of every little things. perhaps i am needing more holiday. anyway, something about holiday, that reminds me to something i want to write.

i had one week holiday and you shall know that it was such a luxury for me. and so linus was coming to bandung to, errr...., fatten me up.
first day, i picked him up at cipaganti (don't let it fool you, it's not a mexican chocolate or anything. that's the name of a particular travel agent from jakarta - bandung or likewise). we did almost nothing creative till evening. we went to The Cellar, wining and trying to be romantic to each other. i love the music at that restaurant. the singer's hot, hot, hot and hot. he has a sexy voice you will never get enough of.

that's him. and a glass of 2006 Jacob's Creek Shiraz Cabernet. thanks god we have a good same taste of choosing wine. it's like, "omg finally we have something in common!"

this is me. looking so weird, huh?

and we went back home, doing things we shouldn't do (if you know what i mean) and were stopped as eka called us to join him clubbing. we went clubbing, and for the first time in my whole life, i clubbed and i didn't drink. i still can't believe it haha.

the next day we woke up really early for the sake of eating dim sum.after eating like monsters, i went to do one thing i had been dying to do for years, getting my nose pierced! yeay! so i was asking the piercer (i don't know what to call it), "is it hurt?". and now i think i was so dumb asking such question. of course she's gonna say "no, it wont hurt you, just like a mosquito bite"


i was, erm, praying?


damn, i think i was really praying that time. because i knew it wouldn't be just a mosquite bite.


and the piercer took soooooo long to finally do it. i was reaching at a point where i thought "wtf is this person doing? damn you, just get it pierced faster!"
and finally.....


taa-daaaaahhhhhhhhhhh~~~~~~~~


i was crying if you could see.
and laughing.
at the same time.
silly.

next day, we had lunch at Tizi Restaurant. there you could have the sickest mashed potatoes ever, trust me.
linus was saying, "argh what la you, always order something you just want to taste and leave it all the whole food minus the bite u took to me! dont want la! dont want!"
and i said "haiz. okay la okay la. but i am just going to eat, hmm, not even half of it" and i went on and on and on and on and on till i realised only the sauce left hehehe.

i was a bit upset when linus had to go back to bekasi soon. out of the sudden, he offered me to come to bekasi and stayed there for a few days.

cute huh?

i really, really love my days there. woke up in the morning, strolling in the town, eating a bowl of soto and back to his home. in the evening, we would ride a bike to the town, eating simple foods under a tent and back at home to kill time. when the night fell deeper, we would sneak out, we rode the bike again. linus rode it in speed. i am so in love with the gently-piercing breeze i would feel when he's doing that. we stopped for some shisha and satay. going home, we slept and when i woke up, it's just him i would see.
how beautiful, huh?

have you heard about xiaxue.blogspot.com? it is a singaporean's blog, probably the best one, sort of funny and certainly entertaining. here's one i took from her blog:

Warning: 4,359 words. Super long blog entry, make some coffee and sandwiches first.

Once upon a time, there was an average girl studying in a average institution. At her tender age, she has yet to define what she wants in life, and without a drive to propel her to move distances, she was just another girl on the streets. A nobody.

Just like how the average person without goals functions, she lived her life by the day. A day is but a day to pass - and as usual she was entertaining herself by participating in mIRC chats with strangers. That day, normal as it was, had a little treat for her. She was delighted with what, or rather, who, she found on IRC that day.

It was Ian*.

They took off very well. Ian intrigued her with his vast bank of knowledge, and his excellent use of words. By society's definition, Ian was - as she immediately recognized - an intellect.

She loved talking to him, and him she. They discussed ideas, joked, and laughed. All in all, she treated Ian as a mentor, someone who she thought very highly of. Well, Ian was 26, studying in the university she couldn't get into, and he was taking his honours while excelling among his peers. She absorbed in many life lessons during the growth of their friendship, and she was especially delighted when Ian helped her score 83 marks during a take-home assignment she had to do.

Meanwhile, she thought that Ian must be enjoying teaching her as well, for her numerous sincere praises for him should be a nice exchange for his wisdom - though insufficient in contrast.

Slowly and surely, their friendship grew in a peculiar way - a teacher-and-student cum friends relationship if words were forced to describe it. Yet, Ian showed loyalty and protectiveness towards her, and she silently appreciated it. Friendship was of utmost importance to her, and she was grateful that she found Ian. She was that way. She fiercely protects all of her friends. If you are lucky enough to be considered one of them, she will stay loyal forever - sometimes to a silly extent.

In exchange she requests for a fierce loyalty from her friends too, and that they accept her as she is. If she traces any ounce of phoniness, bam! goes the friendship. She is honest, frank, and sometimes to the extent of blunt and tactless - but that's the way she is. In exchange, she welcomes brutal honesty back, without complain.

How lucky she was, to find a dream friend like Ian in this hypocritical era!

Ian also had a website. A simple, white, clean affair where he writes all his thoughts and feelings. Ian told her that this is called a "blog", and that "blog"s are all in the rage now!

She was malleable and impressionable. If Ian says blogs are good, then she should get one as well!

So she started blogging.

She wasn't internet savvy, and it wasn't easy. It was Ian who held her hand all the way. He taught her how to edit her HTMLs; he edited them for her even. What? She never knew that pictures in website needed to be 'hosted'! No problem of course, Prof Ian was there to help her. He hosted her background for her.

And she really started blogging.

How she loved it!

How good it felt, to siphon your thoughts into organized, clear lines of computer fonts! How nice it was, to write whatever she wanted, and be able to view them much later to see how she had once thought!

She discovered her love for writing through blogging.

She loved finding the exact words to describe how she felt, and she loved being able to express her feelings into a clear, concise sentence for others to understand her thoughts. Writing was an easy, natural task for her. If you asked her, she would tell you with her usual blatant tones that she did not understand why anyone would complain about writing being a chore at all.

And she was surprised at how much she enjoyed writing. All her life, writing has never been her forte. Her only means of comparison was her secondary school classmates, and they were the elite! She sincerely believed that the best amongst them could spell out the whole dictionary of words if he wanted to! One close friend even got accused of plagiarism at the age of 15 by a school teacher - how impressive is that?

Her clean, simple style of writing pales in comparison. In school compositions, she comes in second at best. She had begun to think that that was the correct way to write, and it dulls the joy of writing for her if she has to write in a format she dislikes.

But she knew what she was good at, if not writing! It was art - drawing, crafts, paintings! She knew she was good because people praised her every time she picked up a paintbrush.

She did not love art per se, but loved the generous sweet compliments coming after that.

As such, she was conditioned to feel good every time she draw, or painted. Was this also equivalent to the love for painting?

How different it is, she thought. The love for painting stems from being good at it, and the love for writing is there, just there.

She blogged whole-heartedly. Every single day, she put in efforts to make her blog a true reflection of her life. She did not want to look back at her diary and see it full of lies of course. Who cares about blogging for marketing? There were only two people reading her blog - one was a close classmate of hers, and the other was Ian.

These two people would not judge her!

She injects as much colour and humour into her site, because she feels that the world is disgustingly morbid as it is. She cannot understand why some people would chose to wallow in self-depression! Surely being happy is the key to a fulfilling life?

She wanted to get laughter from anyone who happens to read her. It's ok, she told herself, even if they were laughing at her and not with her. It is alright! Her intentions were purely respectable, and if there were people who wanted to mock her, then so be it! They have proven to be beneath her. She has tried to make them smile, at the expense of her own dignity sometimes, but if they remain mirthless she cannot force them to laugh.

And she was shocked. When she put up a guestbook on the third day the blog was set up, a few comments popped up - from complete strangers - telling her that her blog was funny and well-written.

Perhaps "pleasantly surprised" would be too mild to describe her feelings. She was delighted to see people telling her she is a good writer, because she has rarely heard that compliment before. Did she discover one new talent?

Meanwhile, the one person whom she could talk to regarding blogging would be Ian. Ian, being the friend he was, told her he agreed she was doing a good job and gave her encouragements.

Her readership grew.

Within 1 month, her readership reached two, three hundred visitors a day. Clearly, people loved her writings, or at least they were interested enough to have a look. If a blog's success if judged by popularity, then hers is a successful blog.

He gave her advice on how to write her blog (for instance her blog entries were ridiculously long and she should keep it to his length) and she took some, and left some.

She felt a change in Ian gradually. In his compliments, if there were any, was a tinge of him being slightly incredulous about her blogging. Sure, he still said she is funny, but merely in a manner reminiscent of the teacher-student relationship they had. Just like a teacher praising a student, it suggests that no matter how well the student scored, the teacher could always be better - because a teacher is always better.

When she expressed that this blog could really become a big thing, he was skeptical.

She was disappointed.

But she understood how he would have felt. His writing was much better than hers, supposedly. Why should she get so many readers? Is society's judgement of "good writing" wrong, or are all the readers deluded?

It became clear what Ian thought.

One day, Ian called her up. In a solemn voice, he told that her blog was read by all his peers in his college.

Honour students they were, he said, and nice, smart people. Ian told her that his peers, around 20 of them, had a gathering, and her blog was talked about.

It wasn't good news.

These friends of his believed sincerely that the online entity portrayed in her blog, the real, true her, was totally phony. In other words - they said with disgust - this blog was written by someone with the sole purpose of wanting to get attention, and all that are written are fictitious. If such a person were to exist, they said, then she must be a total bitch anyway.

She was used to being misunderstood by now. That's the price of being a writer. To write and let no one misinterpret even a small paragraph of text is almost impossible. It is inevitable! If each individual interprets the same meaning from a story, then surely Literature is not a subject to discuss at all?

She brushed off his serious tones and told him that she doesn't mind the misunderstanding by his friends, and it is no problem with her at all.

The solution was simple to her: He was to tell his friend they were wrong! She is not a fictitious creature, and she did not lie in her blog, and she was most certainly not a bitch to him.

At least, that would be what she would have done for Ian. Without second thoughts. She would have defended him - if not for loyalty as friend, then for simple JUSTICE.

But no. Disappointedly, Ian merely nodded along with his friends. He did not try to convince them that she was totally not the person they were talking about.

Why? Because they look down on her, and he is afraid to contradict them. Prima donnas do not respect such writing. She is funny, crude, and sometimes committing big fallacies in her blog. Why not anyway, it's her blog and her freedom!

But Ian's friends, regimented by society's reins, will never appreciate a person like her. Just because they are being regarded as intellects, or the "highs" of society, they take it that they can look down on people who are different from them.

They chide, they jeer, and they think they are the best - but they fail to realize one simple cliche often used: -

They laugh at me because I am different, but I laugh at them because they are all the same.

She thought Ian had accepted her for who she is, but she was clearly mistaken. Why, why wasn't he defending her? She would have done that for him!

He masked this motive of his by giving her an ultimatum - that she should change and stop behaving in this "childish" and distasteful manner FOR HER OWN GOOD, or ...

He didn't exactly say or what, but when she said there is no way she is going to close down her blog as it is her sweat, blood and pride, he then requested for her to take down his web link from her blog.

That link was the one that he put in himself - the one link that was there since the start of her blog. His decision to put it in, and now he wants to take it out.

She cried. She was so hurt that a friend would be ashamed of her, and so shocked.

He said that they could still be friends, don't cry! It is just that he ... he ... is scared that his future boss might see that he is associated with her, and he doesn't want that. Nor does he want his friends to know that he knows her.

That's NOT the way friends function! This is not correct at all!

"If," she enquired angrily of him. "One day, your friend decides to become a prostitute, will you fail to acknowledge her too?"

His answer was a yes.

She said, between sobs, that that was not what she would have done. If her friend became a prostitute, she would never be ashamed of her friend just because of the occupation she has. If anyone were to insult her friend, she would stand by her friend and tell the "insulter" that although she is a whore, she is a lovely person.

He argued otherwise and said that no! People judge you by the company you keep, and he is not taking chances.

Scum like this, she thought, it's no pity losing him at all. And what's more, the indignant part of it all lies in the fact that she was NOT WHAT THE FRIENDS SAID SHE IS! One simple clarification from him would have done the trick, but did he bother?

"So," she asked, "If we meet on the streets one day you are going to pretend not to know me?"

He answered in the affirmative.

She thought about this the whole night. Was it worth it, her blog, to make her lose friends in this manner?

She really wanted to take his advice to shut down her blog, and reclaim his friendship.

She very almost did it.


But she made up her mind. He was just an asshole only thinking of himself. If that is the way he treats friends, then she shall not need him. He can, she thought angrily to herself, jolly well work under a BOSS for the rest of his life, that rigid little rag.

He can remain superficial friends with the "company" that he has chosen specially for others to judge him by.

How saddening it is, she thought, that society molds humans into this certain form that they should be? Why let social norms force you to make decisions you do not want?

She told herself she is NEVER gonna become a person like him. These people are precisely those that will stab a friend in the back if the friend is in his way of being promoted. She is not like that, and will never be.

*

That was 1 year ago.

Now, her blog is famous. The very same blog that Ian had been skeptical about, the very same writing that he said was disgraceful, had made it.

It was now the most popular Singapore blog, and she, as no other person as done, has been interviewed on the Straits Times as a blogger. If anyone were to say "Singaporean Blogger", then surely her name will surface.

Though many beg to differ, one has to admit that mass appeal IS power. Many dislike her, but so what? Many love her too. And besides, to be able to create emotions with writing is formidable as it is.

If that day, she had taken his advice to close down her blog, she would still be a nothing now. An absolute nothing.

She thought back a little:

She was chosen to intern at Today because her lecturers saw her blog, and that's where she learnt so much.

She is now working for a comfortable salary because her boss saw talents through her musings.

If she had taken his advice, she would be an average Jane slogging away in an admin job now, most likely.

She would not be earning money for doing photo-editing freelance because she would not have even bothered to learn photoshop - or even if she did would have no platform to showcase her talents.

She would not have many numerous valuable friends, and gotten so many good suggestions and encouragements.

She would not have grown to be indifferent to selfish comments directed to her by bitter, cynical people. She foresees herself as being far more juvenile and naive as she is right now.

Her writing would not have improved and she would not be writing freelance for newspapers.

IF SHE HAD TOOK HIS ADVICE. But she didn't.

She chewed on her nail and thought to herself - at least now she is somebody.


*


Ian was gone from her life for one whole year. Suddenly, with regards to her one entry on how she regrets going to JC instead of poly, he resurfaced.

His mail went like this:

Saturday, September 18, 2004
I've screwed up my life
i dunno if it's cos i read it at 6am but i thought this has GOT to be the best thing i've seen on your blog ever since u set it up... (with my help of cos, on that fateful night, altho i've perpetually failed to see any mention and/or credit to dear old me)

not cos it's self-slamming, but because it was so fuckin brutally HONEST i swear to god i'm just abt to cry (but i didnt) countless nights i've sat with my ex-nus-classmates at zouk's wine bar, nursing drinks. all of us are corporate whores now, discussin the newest industry trends, stock options, who's gettin married, who just bought a new house, who just bought a new car, and all that inane crap.
just as often, in those occasional solemn moments, we talk about how fuckin lucky we are, that we are on the right side of the system, the cold unforgivin singapore education system. cos we made single digit points at O lvls, and made it to nus, and graduated with honors. that's why we're sittin here havin the drinks, not behind the bar mixing it

and i read this entry.

and for the first time, i'm seeing this from the perspective of one who's on the other side of the system. i cannot claim to be holy or that i feel your pain, but it was introspective, and it was real,and it was fuckin painfully brutally honest. and i felt it.

i dunno if u'd think much of this at all, but i personally felt this one single post re-defined your website, your blog, your life. but heck, what do i know? maybe all that obnoxcious bullshit that was on there all along was merely a second persona or a false front. i dunno, i remember a conversation once between me and a friend that went like this

friend (A) : hey dya read
xiaxue.com?
me : yeah, it's kinda entertaining
A : fuckin funny man,
that chick's sucha loser
me : errr ok
A: comon!! it's really quite
funny!! she has no fuckin idea people are laughing AT her and not WITH her!!
me : i dunno, i kinda know her, i read her blog and i thought it's kinda
sad, that everythin on that website, is her tryin to be sumthin she's not..
A: duh, watever, i jus think it's funny
me: ...

then i read this entry, and i just SO felt it, that this was a real person who was writin somethin, pourin her heart out, albeit on a publicly-accessible forum, and everything that entry encompassed was a TRUE reflection of an actual human being. my shrink told me once, he said "Admittin u have a problem is the 1st step to recovery" i dunno if that statement by Dr. Ang is appropriate in these circumstances, but i do hope things work out for ya.

u don't have to reply this email if u choose not to, it's aight. i understand, sum things work out, some things don't.

and with this, i wish you the best, in all your future endavours. and in your life.

yours,
Ian*
(Prof Ian)

ps: i'd really appreciate it if this email was not reproduced in any form on the blog. this is a personal thing btw 2 human beings, Ian and wendy.

*

Here is her response to him:

Dear Ian,

I feel very happy for you that you spend your weekends wasted, thinking about how lucky you are to be able to spend your corporate cash on drinks which will spoil your liver and, amazingly, while doing that, add some money to the (pitiful) bartender's wallet.

No doubt, you are living a fulfilling life - I say, good for you.

However, I would have to correct you on your point that it is "painful" to be on my side of the system - if there were sides to begin with.

I do not seem to feel the 'pain' that you are talking about. Maybe you have misunderstood me, but I did not say that I am upset because I failed, due to my incompetence, to enter the "right side of the system". I am here, on this side, because I chose to be. I merely expressed regrets that my full potential (which is so huge it will engulf you!) is not realized because regimented bastards like you judge according to papers.

It was a nice little snippet of conversation you showed me between that twerp of a friend you have and yourself.

BUT I AM NOT INTERESTED.

Who is your friend? I don't know him. Does he know me? Oh, he does! But he is a nobody to me and I do not care what he says. *polite smile*

I would say that it was a nice little internet friendship that we had, but I would not say we were exactly close.

Therefore, when you mentioned that I am trying to be someone I am not, I hope an intellectual person like you will realize that that statement in itself is impossible. If I am always someone I am not, then you will not know who I really am. If you do not know who I really am, then how do you know that I am not who I am portraying myself to be?


Ah, a little confusing, but surely someone with an honours degree, which definitely (no doubt about it!) equates to brilliance, will manage to untangle?

Please do not speak as if you know me very well, because you clearly do not. I feel it's an insult to my mother, because she knows me the best, and at times when I am acting like I am not very smart, but in fact I really am, she doesn't even say that statement to me.

While we are at the topic of acting phony - I profusely apologize that, well, I AM that "obnoxcious" bullshit that you are talking about. That's totally me. Weird how you didn't say it is "obnoxcious" until your preppy friends started saying so huh?

Regarding the non-existent problem you were speaking of ... what is it? Oops, I forgot - it doesn't exist. Shrinks are often like that aren't they? Coming up with weird stuff. Oh but how would I know? I cannot afford to do to shrinks, no sir! Only the elites, the bureaucrats, like yourself sir!, would go to psychiatrists. The rest of us insignificant humans will swallow our problems. =(

Thank you for nothing, Ian. Your email, a loosely-masked attempt to try to tell me that you feeeeeeeel PAINFUL for my miserable life because I am not doing as well as you (how's your BOSS?), was truly a remarkable insight. I will take your advice!

Meanwhile, let me tell you something:

Shove that sympathy of yours up your boss' tight virgin ass.

If you ask me, in ten years' time you will be, to your credit, one of the higher ranking government workers. You will still be a nobody, unfortunately.

I quote Shianux: "He's the sort of people who will push paper till he is 45, after which he'll be retrenched by the Government. He has no skills to survive in the private sector". Shianux also cruelly added, may I inform you since you also nicely informed me what your friend said, "it is all the more noble and glorious to have fought and failed in the battleground of private enterprise than to have a mediocre existence being a slave to the state."

Oh no, I don't know whether what Shianux said is appropriate to the topic at hand.

Ask me, Ian, whether I would love to trade places with you now. Of course I would jump at the chance! I'd love to have people to all think I am smart and well-educated for once. But only as smart as the average graduate! Eh? That's it? Then no thanks.

Can you make 3,000 people read you a day? Try as you might, you cannot. Can I take your course in University, excel in it and finally replace you at your job? Yes, I can.

MUAHAHHAHA DO YOU FEEL MY POWER NOW? I can link you up (the horrors, what if your boss sees it?!) and there is nothing you can do about it but be fired! Oh no! What if everyone associates you with scum like me? Let's hope your boss is not as judgmental as you are, and that I am kind (which lucky for you I am).

(Isn't it weird how some people want to pay me to link them up, but some people pee in their ironed pants at the very thought?)

No way am I being conceited sir, that's not my intentions! I know I have a long way to go, and I will learn, sir, yes I will. But sir, I am different from you and the rest of the contented crowd at the right side of the system sir! I want to be the best at what I do!

All the best for your future "endavours" too!

Oh yeah. I cannot understand why you have the cheek to claim "credit" for my blog's success since you were the oNE WHO ASKED TO ME SHUT IT DOWN YOU MUTHAFUCKING BASTARD.

I'm so glad I didn't.

Love,
Her

p/s: oops, I already published it! Sorry! But I changed your name see?

*

The End.

*Names have been changed to protect the bastard.



when i read this, it actually kind of took me back to when my english tutor in singapore said to me, "if my best friend turns out to be a bitch - or literally, i would definitely not leave her, dump her or anything. thats the moment when she actually needs me the most. instead, i would talk to her, ask her what's wrong, console her, help her, tell her that she doesn't do right and certainly defends her if someone tries to exceedingly discredit her".

well, guess i dont have anything more to say here. see ya!

i can't believe it's been more than a month since my last non-sense posting haha. okayy, so what had been going on in my one month absence from livejournal. well, nothing much.
have i told you that jennifer went to the states already? she took International Relationship course, the course that i actually dreamed of. it's too bad that i couldn't meet her before she's going. so chances are, we'll meet in one-year-time or i am going to visit her this christmas. i think it's gonna be a little bit hard, though, to visit her this christmas. simply because i don't have money! damn i've been such a spendthrift lately. wasting all my money in an extravagant, irresponsible way and still, i am in need of a large amount of bucks.
i want to buy a mini notebook, that kind of Asus Eee or HP Mini.
then i want to buy a BBQ pit, this one can be delayed, i need to have a strict diet right now, i am kind of losing shape every time linus came to bandung.
and then i want to buy a telescope, i don't really know why, so i am trying to bury this craving up.
i also want to buy a Wii or DS or PS3. why? because now i find that my punching bolster doesn't do any good no more whenever i am cracked up. that's when i desperately feel that i need those console games to console me.
my life has a paris-to-magelang difference compared to what it'd been a year ago. i should say i become dumber like i take a longer time to respond to anyone who's talking to me. for example, when someone tells me he just slipped on a banana peel, i would just laugh at him if it was a year ago. but now i would think, deeply think whether he would get the scar or not, if yes then he would get inflammation, so right now he would experience the five cardinal signs: calour, rubour, dolour, tumour, functio latae. calour because of the prostaglandin that is released from arachidonate acid, rubour because of the vasocontriction, dolour because of some inflammation mediators like bradykinin would stimulate some twinge, tumour because all the cells would bulge up in that area of scar and functio latae because you are physically hurt, and it hassles you. can you see the difference now? damn.

Wei Shen says:
*heard mpss caught a fire at one of e blocks

ohmigodd. i'll be praying for mpss now. especially for my chemistry teacher, mrs. tan. she walked like a snail from the hell. so if anything happened, i am kinda sure she would be the one who's stucked up.

good morning.
such a sleepy morning i am having right now. i wish i could go back to hours ago when i was supposed to sleep....

Happy Valentine's Day everyone!
well i hope all of you have a wonderful Valentine's Day.

to be honest, i never have a romantic Valentine's Day ever. most of my Valentine's day happened when i was single. even now, it happened when i am thousand miles away from my boy. and thats even worse. when you are single, you will receive tonnes of chocolate on this event. now that i am not single anymore, i get NO chocolates AT ALL.
linus and i then decide to plant a perception that Valentine's day is not a big deal at all and so we create our own Valentine's-day-alike days. they are bikna's day (august 9) and linus' day (november 22). linus said "we dont need valentine. linus is also a saint!".
lol. yeah. that's what i like from him. very funny in some ways.

anyway i just bought a bmw series 3 with my own bucks yesterday because i know it will take forever to wait for my dad. my dad was like asking me "why the hell are you buying a bmw?" (fyi, my dad is an absolute bmw-hater). and i simply answered "yes, cause i have not enough bucks to buy a hummer!". and his face turned so baffled and that was cute haha. you shall see how his face would turn like that.

erm erm erm i got nothing to write anymore.
gotta update soon.
well i wish
bye.

great news. my father is positively going to buy me a car. the problem is, i am getting quite confused what car i should choose. its like whatever cars i have my eyes for are the cars people judge unsuitable for me. for instance, this white cabriolet volkswagen new beetle. this is like the cutest car i've ever seen

                          



                          

i asked linus, veni and dernanto one same question, "eh eh, gw cocok ga pake mobil kodok yg baru?"
and the answers:


linus: nope. ga bisa bayangin kamu keluar dari mobil kodok itu.
veni: aduh, aduh, ga deb, ga ga ga. lo terlihat tambah najis pake mobil itu.
dernanto: o.m.g  g.a.b.a.n.g.e.t


and i gave them the same response "yah trus gw cocoknya pake mobil apa atuh?"


linus: udahh, kamu menyatu sama si mercy kamu ajaaa
veni: bajaj aja deb. cocok banget lo pake itu. sehari bisa dapet 1 juta deh lo narik bajaj!
dernanto: yang bulet2 pkoknya. soalnya lo kaya anak kecil gt, butuhnya mobil bulet2 kecil2


and i gave them one same reply again "eh eh klo gw naek hummer gimana?? cocok ga? cocok ga?"


linus: WTH. NO! kalo kamu naek hummer tuh yah, di mobil 2 jam consists of 0.5 jam perjalanan, 1.5 jam parkir
veni: jaaaahhhhh. mending pake truck. lebi gede, harganya 10x lebi murah!
dernanto: LOL. HAHAHAHA. ITU MAH. HAHAHAHA. emangnya lo bisa naek ke mobilnya gitu??? hahahahahahha


damn, i wonder why lately people are being more sarcastic.
and so i think i will stop dreaming driving the new beetle and hummer. hmph. after all, the big boss will be the almighty one to decide what car he'll buy for me.

omg
i wonder why, lately, my days are sort of boring?

So vast the tide of Love within me surging,
It overflows like some stupendous sea,
The confines of the Present and To-be;
And 'gainst the Past's high wall I feel it urging,
As it would cry "Thou too shalt yield to me!"

All other loves my supreme love embodies;
I would be she on whose soft bosom nursed
Thy clinging infant lips to quench their thirst;
She who trod close to hidden worlds where God is,
That she might have, and hold, and see thee first.

I would be she who stirred the vague fond fancies,
Of thy still childish heart; who through bright days
Went sporting with thee in the old-time plays,
And caught the sunlight of thy boyish glances
In half-forgotten and long-buried Mays.

Forth to the end, and back to the beginning,
My love would send its inundating tide,
Wherein all landmarks of thy past should hide.
If thy life's lesson must be learned through sinning,
My grieving virtue would become thy guide.

For I would share the burden of thy errors,
So when the sun of our brief life had set,
If thou didst walk in darkness and regret,
E'en in that shadowy world of nameless terrors,
My soul and thine should be companions yet.

And I would cross with thee those troubled oceans
Of dark remorse whose waters are despair:
All things my jealous reckless love would dare,
So that thou mightst not recollect emotions
In which it did not have a part and share.

There is no limit to my love's full measure,
Its spirit gold is shaped by earth's alloy;
I would be friend and mother, mate and toy,
I'd have thee look to me for every pleasure,
And in me find all memories of joy.

Yet though I love thee in such selfish fashion,
I would wait on thee, sitting at thy feet,
And serving thee, if thou didst deem it meet.
And couldst thou give me one fond hour of passion,
I'd take that hour and call my life complete.




happy 16 day!
i won't deny that it's kind of stupid for us not to keep it in mind haha. this is going very fast, huh? i feel like it's just yesterday we watched that dumb vampire movie and you hit me with your corny question.
anyway, hope things continue moving on well for both of us.
i still can't believe i am in love with you!

the best part is that i am one of those humans who are pretty interesting to God. hahaha.

okay, anyone who has problem with my status with linus, let me tell you, i think i have done the right thing not to play hide and seek with you. i, purposely, have a good, steady and official relationship with him and disclosed it in facebook and my blog because i believe there's nothing wrong with it.
however, if you find something is goddamn wrong, please please please, share it with me, no matter how it may contradict my opinion. i am a very open-minded person and i don't mind being slapped, punched, kicked, called anything. i won't bite, i won't smother, i won't eat you.
BUT if you don't have any ballsiness to do that and instead, you spread any intolerably-falsified-gossip, well, i am utterly speechless. i believe you are mature enough to realise who the misdemeanour is.

thanks.

please.

i am begging you.
if you have any problems, talk about them with me.

i dont mind being called bitch, cunt, bastard, scumbag, git, toerag, ratbag, skunk, swine, a nasty piece of work or whatever any goddamn phrase you'd like ONLY IF you have known the whole TRUE story, you could feel what i feel, you have that ability to think critically, you still think that i am such an unpardonable villain even after it and you have that guts to talk about it with me.

but if you dont,
return to your sit, fasten your seatbelt and give a beautiful f to yourself. and the goddamn old sicko who sits next to you.

oh my. am i getting old? why the hell do i feel so nostalgic?



1. Make sepatu ala ABRI merek Dok Mart (katanya kependekan dari Dokter Marten, wakakak, sapenye Roy Marten niih)
2. Make wardrobe merek ALIEN WORKSHOP (yoiii, sape yg ga tau merk ini)
3. Menjadi Korban Celana Bergaris (KCB) merek MAMBO
4. Punya koleksi Lengkap Grifone
5. Ngumpulin hal2 yg berbau Fido Dido
6. Maen In-Line Skate (roller blade) di senayan atau mentok2 di depan rumah
7. Beli dan make sepatu Reebok PUMP (pompa truuuuusss.. .)
8. Ga lupa beli juga sepatu La Gear Light (masi inget nyala lampunya doonk,,wakakaka)9. Motong rambut dengan model SKIN DALEM
10. Yg cewek ga mau kalah, minta dipotong ala DEMI MOORE (hahahahaha)
11. Yg kurang suka skin dalem, bisa minta ala Jambul Tin Tin
12. Ngabisin koinan buat maen DingDong
13. Ga ada duit buat ding dong? Gampaaaang, maen ajha GIMBOT yg diiket pake
tali yg maennya sambil jongkok (kl waktunya abis, tuh tali ditarik ama abang2nya..wakakaka )
14. Make jam jengkol merek POP SWATCH (ingeeet ga? Jam yang gedenya amit2 dan bisa di cantelin di kaos)
15. Nongkrong di Parkit
16. Ngumpulin stiker PANINI (hahahah, PANINI gauuul bgt jaman itu)
17. Ngoleksi Kartu Basket (Michael Jordan paling dcari jaman itu,,hehehehe)
18. Ngoleksi Kartu Dragon Ball (ada yg hologram, ada yg Double)
19. Yg cewek ngoleksi dan tuker2 an stiker luthu-luthu (ada yg bludru jugalooow..gosipnya kalo warna atas dan bawah sama berarti ASLI..hahahaha, urban legend!)
20. Yg cewek juga maen org2an dari kertas, yang bisa diganti2 bajunya (dari kertas juga) yg dijual di abang2.
21. Blom bisa nyetir?? Gampang, maen TAYIMA ajha.
22. Makan ANAK MAS
23. Beli COKLAT AYAM
24. Makan permen karet YOSAN, skalian ngumpulin huruf2nya Y- O - S - A - N (tp yg "N" susyeee bner dapetnya..lupa diproduksi kaliiie yeee)
25. Makan JAGOAN NEON biar lidahnya berubah warna
26. Beli sablonan ADIDAS dll buat di sablon di tas, clana, dll
27. Ga pnah ngelewatin SI DOEL ANAK SEKOLAHAN (pa kabar ye zaenab ama sarah)
28. Nonton kartun Remi, Lika Liku Laki-Laki, Gara-Gara, pake kacamata 3 Dimensi
29. Stelah era alien berlalu gantian Pake baju ala POINT BREAK (stussy, mossimo, billabong, dll)
30. Bangga make tas tipis merk ALPINA
31. Beli GULALI yg bisa dibentuk macem2, yg warnanya ijo ama merah (paling seneng beli yg bisa di smpriiit..sambil makan sambil priiiiit)
32. Nonton KOTARO MINAMI jadi Ksatria Baja Hitam dan DORAEMON
33. Berharap di Indonesia ada acara kaya TV Champion dan Takeshi Castle
34. Penggemar setia AIRWOLF, KNIGHT RIDER, dan the legend MACGYVER
35. Biar di bilang anak gaul maka mesti ngikutin and Hapal nama2 tokoh di BEVERLY HILLS dan MELROSE PLACE
36. SLANK dan DEWA 19 baru2 aje nongol (hahahaha, dhani, dhani, liat lo masa lalu, cupuuu bgt,,skarang ngocol bner bang!!)
37. Beli topi mesti 8 JAHITAN, ga kurang ga lebih, kalo nggak PALSU!
38. Nyolongin resleting YKK atau ALPINA buat jadiin gelang or kalung
39. Beli Tas Pinggang (wakakak, skarang kaya tukang kredit ajeee,,)
40. Bela2in nonton NKOTB (New Kids on The Block)...Jordaaaan I Love UUU..!!
41. Ga ada HP?? Gampannng, kak ada PAGER! (nusalink?nusapage? sama ajeee..sama2 ngobrol dulu ama mbak2 operatornya. hahahaha)
42. Ctak Ctuk pake TUTUP GATORADE
43. Ga mau rugi nelpon? Pake ajha KOIN GANTUNG
44. Biar ga cupu, mesti milih aliran musik, PUNK, GRINDCORE, atau GRUNGE
45. Beralih ke SKA atau BRITPOP
46. Mantengin KUIS KELUARGA LIFEBUOY bersama Cathyyyyy Boooooon (wakakaka, kmana ya skarang tuh orang?? Masi suka ngeBON ga yaa??)
47. Nonton Tak Tik Boom ama bang dede yusup
48. Berusaha keras nelp biar bisa ikutan kuis JARI JARI (baca: jareee jareeeeee)
49. Mau bisa bhs Inggris?gampang, ada SESAME STREET
50. Rambut ala STOCK ON YOU
51. Abis Ebta/Ebtanas ga bisa pulang gara2 kejebak KERUSUHAN MEI
52. Ngumpulin TAZOS (bner ga niy nulisnya??) dari Chiki, dkk
53. Mc Hammer dan Vanilla Ice lagi hit bangetttzs
54. ayo sukseskan GN-OTA (tau dooonk kepanjangannya)
55. Sedih, gara2 TIMOR TIMUR lepas dari RI
56. MOBNAS TIMOR diluncurin
57. Dulu2an NgeMALL ke mall yg baru buka, PIM dan PS..(hahahaha, disinilah bibit2 anak gaul bermula guys..)
58. Mau daftar jadi KAMRA (keamanan rakyat)..wakakakaka ,,,
59. Mlihara binatang/Bayi ala TAMAGOTCHI
60. Maen MORTAL KOMBAT , STREET FIGHTER, KONTRA, DOUBLE DRAGON
61. Nyanyiin lagu BU SAID keras dan semangat di skolaan (tau dooonk,,,"di siniii rumah bu saaiiiid (**L)..bu saiiid jualan blangkon (**L)..wakakakakak)
62. Nonton pilem di LASER DISC (CD ukuran Obesitas.,.pantesan ajha jaman dulu ga ada yg bawa bokep ke skolahaaannn. .gampang bner ktawannya..hahahaha )
63. Make NECKERMAN or CARVILL
64. Deg2an nonton SUSI SUSANTI, ALAN BUDIKUSUMA, HARIYANTO "smash 100watt" ARBI, dan RICKY-REXI
65. ngikutin pilem SI MANIS JEMBATAN ANCOL (si manis, suit suit, seksi bneeer kamuuu)
66. RIA ENES-SUSAN lg sering nongol di tivi
67. Di saingi oleh duet BONDAN PRAKOSO-ENNO LERIAN
68. Bibit sinetron baru2 aje muncul, kaya ABAD 21, BELLA VISTA, NOKTAH MERAH PERkimpoiAN, (inilah cikal bakal penghancur bangsa,,wekekekek)
69. AMKM (anda meminta kami memutar) di TPI lg hot2nya (duuuh, jeng rina gunawan, masyii kuruuuus bgt looow)
70. Ga bisa kluar rumah? Gampaaaaaang, blanja ajha lewat TV MEDIA (masi inget smart-mob, pisau GINSU, ABDOMINIZER, AURY???) wakakakakaak
71. Make jam G-SHOCK
72. Ngikutin WILD ROSE (Rosaaaa, pantate,,,montoook) ..wakakakakak, telenopela pertamaaaa tuuuh...pada kmana ya telenovela ??mending itu deh drpd sinetron jaman Skarang,,,helllo para produserr, siarin lg duuunk telenopela (maria mercedes, dkk)
73. Make Rautan Kaca di spatu buat ngintip
74. Jam 7malem dan Jam 9 malem mesti nonton DUNIA DALAM BERITA
75. Jokes uang GOPEK versi gambar MONYET (tante, Iwannya ada??...ooow, ada di belakang, kamu ke blakang ajha...!)..basii bgt tuh jokeeee,,tp okelah jaman itu..
76. Maen tebak2an pake BUKU ASBAK
77. Mesti ngapalin RPUL - RPAL - BUKU PINTAR
78. Kalo 80an punya speda bmx, 90an punya FEDERAL..canggiiih. .
79. Make kalimat "E GE PE" (emang gue pikirin...!! ....yaa ga usa dipikirin)
80. Sering ngomong "TAU AAAH, GELAAAAP"..( hahaha, memang jaman kegelapan tuh 90an)
81. Dapet salam dari EKO...(eko siapa??)..EEEE, KOOK LOYOOO!!!!.. .(hahahahaha)
82. Ngikutin kata-kata iklan "SAYA MAU YANG PALIING ENAAAAK"
83. Iklan juga " AAAAHH, TEORRRRIII"
84. Godain mbak2 penjaga tol dengan ngomong "XON-C nya MANAAAA????"
85. Maen "DONAL BEBEK, MUNDUR 3 LANGKAH"
86. Ngata-ngatain temen dengan nama BAPAKnya..(kalo uda parah, nama ibu juga ikutan...wakakaka, ga jelaaas bgt)
87. Sering ngomong "DI, DI, YUK MAEN BOLA LAGI".. (hahahah, gue bertanya2, yg jadi ADI sang EPILEPSI tuh sapeee yeee?? Ada yg tauuu??)
88. Maen GIMBOT yg bisa ngomong "BEGO LO!... OKE JUGA LO"
89. Maen TANK BAJA (kedua tangan kita digabung ama tangan temen kta, trus disilangin.. misiii, tank mau lewaaaat)
90. Belajar gitar pake MBS
91. Si KOMO bikin macet jakarta (lebih dulu daripada busway tuh)
92. COBOY, COOL COLOR, ME lg naek daooon
93. Ngerap bareng IWA K dan DENADA
94. Ngoleksi komik CANDY-CANDY
95. Yg cowok baca KUNG FU BOY dan DRAGON BALL
96. Beli penghapusan bentuk huruf2 yg atasnya ijo and berbau wangi
97. Yayuk Basuki lg Ngetreend
98. Pengganti warkop? Ya PADHYANGAN PROJECT
99. Dapet maenan SMURF dari restoran2 gauul
100. Nyoba makan di tempat baru bernama PIZZA HUT
101. maen yoyo
102. minum coca cola, fanta, sprite
103. cewek2 tuker2an kertas binder yg gambar2nya so cute
104. nonton film india klo ga telenopela ., oh rosalinda
105. py ps1 bangganya minta ampun
106. maen pistol2an yg pelurunya dari biji jambu air
107. suka makan permen nano-nano yang tagnya manis asam asin
108. pake baju merk griffone udah manteb banget
109. Pake dompet yang ada rantenya...
110. Kalo beli marlboro selalu minta yang luar punya
111. Kalo punya kijang kotak generasi 90an, harus diceperin, pake pelek item + kenalpot pipa... " Potong Miriiiing"
112. gaya agak metal...serba item-item... sepatu ALLL Starrrrr
113. mode rambut belah pinggir... setelah itu di belah tengah....
114. maen judi dari gambar hewan.. pasangnya pake uang coin logam di letakkan di salah satu gbr hewan.. kemudian ambil amplop yg berisi kartu gbr yg ada di tempat pasang tersebut.... kalo gambarnya tepat dapet 2x lipat dari uang pasangan.. kalo cuma segaris lurus dapetnya sama seperti uang pasangan
115. kalo beli sepeda baru selalu yg ada botol minumannya di batang tengah sepeda tersebut.. kalo aus tinggal minum aja tuch....
116. maen layangan adu.. pake benang gelasan merk cobra
117. maen gambaran (kartu gbr super hero) maen tepokan, potong roti, kyu-kyu, itung angka pake nmr yg ada di pojokan kartu gambaran tsb....
118. nonton layar emas di RCTI jam 20:00.. jam 21:00 nya bergabung dgn tvri ikut acara dunia dalam berita trus jam 21:30 nya lanjutin layar emas RCTI
119. bacaan anak2 majalah BOBO dan DONALD BEBEK,kalau SMPnya baca majalah KAWANKU (sempat vakum bbrp tahun,setelah itu berubah jd majalah cewek,sedihnya,pdhl aq senang baca tu majalah,yg SMA baca majalah HAI, msh exist sampai skrg. utk para ibu2 FEMINA DAN KARTINI,bapak2 baca TEMPO,
120. Punya tape yg double tape, jadi bisa ngerekam...
121. accesoris: Kalung tentara yang bunyi cring2 kalo jalan, gelang rajut, cincin yg dibikin dari duit logaman.
122. album wajib punya (minimal rekaman): Metalica (black album), Bob marley legend, Slank (kampungan), Dewa19 (terbaik).
123. celana sma model kedombrangan di bawah...
124. malboro bisa diketeng, luar punya lagi (soft pack)
125. Tas alpina dan merk2 outdoor laennya yg gede-gede
126. Lupus... pus.. pusssss...
127. Tas model baduy yg dari kulit kayu itu, sempet ngetrend lho...
128. ke sekolah pake tas koper yg merk president yang berat nya amit2 dah
129. maen kelereng ampe jari2 bengkak
130. terkagum2 dgn pak bj.habibie karena pesawat miniaturnya memenuhi meja kerjanya (50an lbh tuh sepertinya)
131. Dengerin weezer, stone temple pilot, potret, netral, rumah sakit, pure saturday....
132. sebelum PS1, Super Nintendo tuh jd consol game paling gaul. Game2 kaya Super Mario Bros ato Donkey Kong gtu jd game wajib para gamer.
133. dengerin lagu boyband kaya Backstreet Boys, Boyzone, Five, etc.
134. nonton MTV masih di ANTV, skrg dah di Global TV hehehe....!
135. Save data di komputer msh make disket, skrg make USB
136. Kalo nonton film baru, pada nyewa VCD pa Laser Disc di rental. Skrg tinggal beli DVD bajakan hohoho....!
137. Spice Girls ma All Saints pertama kali muncul and jadi cikal bakal tren girl band. Anak2 gaul baek cowo pa cewe pada rame ngoleksi album mereka.
138. gambar porno masih sangat2 jarang, adanya kartu porno, kl main diliatin aja gambarnya aja.... ( cuma ada 1 gambar za, hebohnya bukan main )
139. sering baca stensilan, amy arrow...
140. punya tape yg ada CD Player nya dah keren bgt.
141. Salam metal dengan tiga jari (jempol, telunjuk ama kelingking) mulai populer
142. Punya komputer pentium 1 yg ada CD rom nya dah mewah bgt. windows msh 3.11.
143. setiap hari beli choki choki
144. pada sibuk koleksi kaset ato cd album. soalnya waktu itu susah banget cari kaset or cd yang isinya campuran. kalo ada juga cover version.
145. kantong celana blakang dirobek dirobek setengah biar nggantung...
146. jamannya liga italia masih rame n liga inggris dgn eric cantona nya
147. taun 1994 galau kurt cobain tewas.
148. banyak tukang es serut yg es nya bisa dibentuk jadi mobil,pesawat,dsb.
149. tawuran di stasion ps.minggu / di volvo ama anak smp.227 (skrg masih??)
150. karaokean di rumah (vcd happening bgt) nyanyiin lagu backsteet boys, yg pertamanya 'backstreet back allright!!!'
151. permen apaan tuh yg isinya 5biji, klo dapet yg asem dia harus nraktir..hheu
152. klo ada mobil vw harus mukulin temen (wkwk) vwvw
153. kartun nya shulato raja shula hr minggu tuh,pat labor,winspector...
154. lagu colour me bad plesetan p project...lagu kahitna andai dia tahu,cantik,abis tu lagu nya cool colour dgn renungkanlah
155. pake jaket jeans dah keren kala itu warna putih kek kotaro minami
156. maen judi dari gambar hewan.. pasangnya pake uang coin logam di letakkan di salah satu gbr hewan.. kemudian ambil amplop yg berisi kartu gbr yg ada di tempat pasang tersebut.... kalo gambarnya tepat dapet 2x lipat dari uang pasangan.. kalo cuma segaris lurus dapetnya sama seperti uang pasangan
157. kuis family 100, yg hostnya soni tulung , film keluarga cemara yg cukup mengharukan
158. kalo 30 September.. pasti smua saluran tv nyiarin G30S PKI...
159. Komik Silat lg ngetren ky : Tiger Wong, Tapak Sakti, Kungfu boy, Dragon Ball, city hunter.
160. Motor masih 2 tak. pake knalpot kolong, bunyinya cempreng semua
161. Masih nukerin cepe-an buat maen dingdong, game plg keren wkt itu: Street Fighter II' & Raiden
162. Maen bilyar mst pake koin buat ngeluarin bola2nya
163. handphone msh segede tempat minum, sim card dimasukin seluruh kartunya.
164. Tempat clubbing plg keren : M Club
165. pake kaos² bermerk ky OP, quiksilver, billabong, udah banggaaa bgt.
166. makan permen angka 8 yang bungkusnya bisa jadi kacamata karena ada bolongannya
167. nonton jetsons, top cat, dan atom ant di cartoon network
168. makan coklat ayam dan coklat bobo
169. ke sekolah pakai tas tarik
170. lagu2 populer saat itu base jam(bermimpi,bukan pujangga,rindu) dan wayang (dongeng,wayang),ME (inikah cinta)
171. film yg btul2 meledak di bioskop apa lg kalo bkn TITANIC..hohohoho
172. J-dorama....apa lg kalo bukan ie naki ko(rindu2 aizawa)duhh tuh film mengharukan bgt,apalg anjingx si RYU...hohoho
173. jamannya lagux joshua..(di obok2..)tp skg joshua dah pux band punk the jackson ehh jdlx pun masih di obok2...hahahaha
174. klap klip.....dhea ananda tuh pembawa acaranya....
175. nonton film unyil, Gaban, Oshin Takasimura,
176. maen gangsing, galasin
177. maen petasan cabe rawit, jangwe, kembang api, aer mancur, dll
178. Klo lg pelajaran komputer bawa Disket yang ukuran gede merk verbatim, dll. abis tuh kluar yang versi kecilnya 3,5 inchi
179. punya printer dotmatrik (yang klo lagi ngeprint malem2 sk bikin tetangga ngomel2 saking berisiknya) dah keren banget
180. Belajar Lotus ma WS 7
181. klo pacaran masih banyak pake surat-suratan, gara2 diledekin ma temen2 bisa jadian pacaran. ngisi biodata di Diary Temen Cewe (wakakakakak)
182. demen bikin kepanjangan kata2 contoh ARDATH (Aku Rela Ditiduri Asal Tidak Hamil ) mau dong........, MARLBORO (Manusia Akan blabblablabla) DLL dah
183. demen ngadu cupang
184. maen Pinal Pantasy 7 (uda aga modern nih)

Basics

Name: Debryna Dewi Lumanauw
Age: seventeen!
Sex:  concave
Date of Birth: November 22
Hair Color:  black
Eye Color: dark dark brown

Favorite. . .

Color(s):  Green, red, purple, white, bronze
Food: Fishes are heaven
Drink: Definitely milk. Any kinds of milk.
Television Show: Termehek-mehek
Movie:  Probably atonement
Song: Last Kiss - Pearl Jam
Artist: Rudyard Kipling, Mark Twain, Ella Wheeler Cox, Exupery
Place to be: So far, Bali is on the top of the list
Stuffed animal: Green old turtles
Pet:  Kimchi and Kimcha (RIP)
Person: Sarah Palin Obama
Game: The Sims

This or that?

Pepsi or Coke:  NEITHER.
Vanilla or Chocolate:  Vanilla!
Cats or Dogs: Cats
Sink or Swim:  Sync
Lake or Ocean: Ocean
Night or Day: Night
Half Full or Half Empty: Half full
Desktops or Laptops: Desktops
Playstation or Xbox: Hindows XP
Summer or Winter: Summer for sure
Cold or Warm: 68 degrees Fahrenheit, thank you...
Cowboys or Indians: Cowboys are just hotter
Lover or Fighter: Neither Both
Car or Truck: FEET
Cup or Glass: Glass
Fork or Spoon: Whatever I pull out of the drawer
Walking or Running: Walking

What do you think of when I say. . .

Soup:  Chicken Soup for The Soul
Wardrobe Malfunction: Narnia
Heaven: Salmon
Hell: Hellboy
Cucumber:  Sushi
Salad:  Tuna salad
Big Mac: Damn, I am hungry
Sexy:  George Clooney, woot
Pirates:  BitTorrent
Beautiful:  Mum
Lion: Simba
Blues Clues:  That weird looking presenter
Rainbow: ROYGBIV
Cloud:  Cloud 9, selling alcohols at a killing low prices
White and Nerdy: Doctors
Lolli pop: 50 Cent
Wave:  Frequency
Fad:  Gadget
Aliens: Their spooky all-in-black eyes
Ghost: Riders

Do you or have you ever had. . .

A piercing:  Yes
A tattoo: Sooner
A sibling: Yes
Parents that are still together: Yes
A boyfriend/girlfriend: Yup
A husband/wife:  Nah
A child:  Nope
An alcoholic beverage: Like doh
A pet of your own: Yeah
A house of your own: No
An iPod:  Uh-huh

Do you. . .

Smoke: No...at least, not tobacco :D
Drink: Errr, not really
Do drugs: Ummmm...  Ya think?
Hug on the first date: Depends on the context.
Kiss on the first date: Depends on the kisser.
'Do it' on the first date: No way!
Shower Daily: Of course, geez
Brush your teeth daily: For colgate's sake, of course i brush my teeth daily!
Keep your room clean: Oh you gotta be kidding
Do all your homework: Not all. I share it ;D

Do you believe in. . .

God/Heaven:  Double yes
Satan/Hell: Because I believe in God and heaven, I believe them too
Ghosts: Yeah
Aliens: A friend of mine convinced me like hell that now i believe in aliens
Witches/wizards: Yes, but not the goddamn Harry Potter
Magic: Same answer as above
Big Foot/Sasquatch/Abominable Snowmen: No, they are creatures that are similar to Frankenstein and friends who were made to scare the kids off.
Past lives: Yes. Without any reasons.
Global Warming: Absolutely
Humanism: I prefer Transhumanism
Scientology: Yes but i don't go mad about it.... And wont.
Hinduism: Yes
Buddhism: Yes. In my opinion, Buddhism has one of the most rational culture.
Taoism:  Yeah, mostly as philoso-math of a sort.

~*~Random~*~

What's your middle name?   Dewi
Have any Nicknames?    Deb. Debry. Lum. Choleric. Bitch. Pao. Kaypo.
What do you wish your name was?    Debryna Dewi (without Lumanauw)
Do you drink alot of water?    As for me, drinking 1.8 litre per day is ideal.
Do you have a pet?    Nope
Do you have a computer at your house?    DOH. Where else would I write all this shit?
Do you live in an apartment, house, trailer or other?   An apartment 
Favorite place to chill?   Any bars with killingly comfortable settee and killingly good music around.
Favorite place to visit?   Airport.
Ever have an imaginary friend?    No no no
If so, what was their name?   If I ever had one, his name would be Joses.
Ever eaten something really disgusting?   Oh yes. Couples of time.
Do you work out?    Yeaps
Have you ever gotten arrested?    I will never
Have you ever cheated on someone?    I won't call it cheating. For me, there's a big big difference between cheating and lying. I never cheat on someone, unless cheating on The Sims is counted.
Has anyone ever cheated on you?    Erm. No.
Have you ever kissed a stranger?    Nah
Have you ever kissed someone of the same sex?    Not on her lips
Have you ever gotten drunk?   Yeah.
Could you ever be a vegetarian?    I practically am one.
Can you sing?    Hell yeah!
Can you dance?    Oh sure. 
Do you have a job?    A student?
Do you like tape?    NO!
Can you solve a Rubik's Cube?    Need two or three struggling days



Part 1: About me
Were you a planned baby?   My Mum was actually too old to bear me
Who was present at your birth?   My mum (obviously) and I don't know the rest
Were your parents married when you were born?   Yep
What is your birth date?   22.11.1991

Part 2: The Family
How would you describe your family?   Physics. Do you like Physics? If you do, you'll like my family.
Are your parents married?   Yeah
Siblings or an only child?   Two older sisters and one older brother
Which parent do you get along with best?   Mum does have more superpower to comprehend me. Sometimes Dad's like an angry git.
What do you fight about?   Almost everything with my Dad and almost nothing with my Mum.

Part 3: The Friends
Do you have more than one best friend?   Yes.
Do you share the same interests?   Yes. All of us are interested to have fun.
Which friend can you tell anything to?   Erwin. Jennifer. Dernanto.

Part 4: Your Personality
How high/low is your self esteem?   Crappy McCrappy.
Are you an extrovert or an introvert?   Extrovert.
Are you happy?   Trying to.
Do you live life to the fullest?   I, sure as shit, give it a crack.

Part 5: The Past
Were you a strange child?   Well, perhaps. I was like the boss of bosses. Even the boys were afraid of me.
What did you use to love that you no longer do?   Feeding rabbits and chickens in the backyard
Do you have the same friends?   Yeah :)
Was there anything in your past that was traumatizing?   There were. One of them was when I fell from the escalator. And now going down the escalator's gonna give me a shiver.

Part 6: The Future
What is your ambition?   Too many to be listed here. I'll talk about this later.
Are you scared of growing old?   Yes. I am afraid of losing.

Part 7: The Outdoors
Do you prefer indoors or outdoors?   Mostly outdoors
Do you like walking in the rain?   Yes yes yes :D

Part 8: Food
What is your favourite fruit?   Any tropical fruits.
What food makes you want to gag?   Rice
What is your favourite dessert?   Ice creams. Any ice creams :D
Are you a fussy eater?   Very much.

Part 9: Relationships and Love
Are you single or taken?   Newly taken.
Do you believe in love at first sight?   Oh craps.

i almost forgot to wish everyone a happy new year! i believe this year's going to be fabulous for everyone :D

so now it's time for the "10 Best" list.

Top 10 Songs in My iTunes

1. Chasing Pavements - Adele
   

   
   
   Chasing Pavements - ADELE
2. Volverte A Ver - Juanes
3. You Give Me Something - James Morrison
4. Last Kiss - Pearl Jam
5. I Hope I Don't Fall in Love - Marc Cohn
6. Best in Me - Blue
7. Teenagers - My Chemical Romance
8. My Place - Nelly feat. Jaheim
9. Darling, Please Come Home - Math and Physics Club
10. Rock Away - Beres Hammond

 Top 10 Books I Read

1. "Matilda" by Roald Dahl
2. "The Heroin Diaries" by Nikki Sixx
3. "Next" by Michael Crichton
4. "How to Make Love Like A Porn Star" by Jenna Jameson
5. "Rara Mendut" by Y. B. Mangunwijaya
6. "The Golden Notebook" by Doris Lessing
7. "The Last Lecture" by Randy Pausch
8. "A Mercy" by Toni Morrison
9. "The Christmas Sweater" by Glenn Beck
10. "Blakanis" by Arswendo Atmowiloto

Top 10 People Who Were There Whenever I Was in a Deep Shit

1. M U M
2. Felicia Dewi Lumanauw
3. Erwin Tirta Wijaya
4. Jennifer Frentasia
5. Marlinus Yapi
6. Dernanto Mirwan
7. Joses Michael Tengkilisan
8. Arnesa Airin
9. Oen Budi Gunawan
10.  John Edward Santosa

Top 10 Events

1. Going to a medical school
2. Falling in and out of love
3. Lost friends and made new ones
4. Seeing another side of my dad
5. Partied like animal
6. Lost my flat's key
7. Met my big big family in Hong Kong
8. Being called a bitch by bitches
9. MedFOS (Medical Faculty Orientation Session)
10. Turned 17! Another year alive now with driving license and adult sites and movies available :D

And here are my New Year's Resolutions

1. Pray to God every night
2. Six hours exercise a week
3. No alcohols in four days a week
4. Really really quit smoking
5. Absolute no to weeds
6. Being a better daughter, bestie, girlfriend, friend, jendril, driver, blogger
7. Boosting my cooking skills :D
8. Making money
9. Help more people
10. Live more, laugh more, love more

just back from my new year holiday. i went to hong kong and macau with my family and trust me, that was the worst holiday in my life ever. it was winter, i could barely move. in the noon it was like 13 degrees out there, it killed me! and because it was winter, all the shops had nothing to sell except those winter coats i would never wear in indonesia. so i could not buy any clothes. geez! can you believe it?! i was in hong kong and shopped nothing! damn.
i dont understand why my dad joined a touring group. i never like that idea since the first time. in my opinion, the dullest way to spend your holiday is with a touring group. it is kind of funny when you walk around in a museum following a man with a flag who kept chattering all the time about things you wouldn't want to hear. and funnier when you are in disneyland and that man with a flag was like warning you with a deep voice "please come back to the bus in two hours". it kills me!
so i believe my dad was trying to be funny. the places the tour leader showed me were like the places i'd been there for three or four times. that's why most of the time i left the touring group and roamed the city alone.

however, the food you could find in hong kong and macau is like the food you could find in heaven. i gained 3 goddamn kilos. and the other good part of my holiday was casino time. actually i couldn't enter it. the casino was for 18 plus. the security guard asked for my id card and i told him i left it in indonesia, i just turned 18 last week and that's why i came to macau; to experience casino for the first time. the security man was a very kind man, i believe. he kept laughing when i acted fumbling my pouch, checking my cards. he let me in, eventually. i started by playing the roulette with one hundred dollars. i kept winning to over a thousand dollars! yeay!
some old men said you should not bring the money you get from gambling home so i spent it all for a pair of deadly cute shoes :D

now it's 12 o'clock and i am super hungry. i'm gonna grab some sandwich. see ya!

there's something funny about my head. at dawn, i had a big big headache. i was like staggering to my feet, slay a little bit. to the fridge, then i had two bites of chocolates and, abracadabra, my headache was gone. don't you find it kind of rum? like the way my brain responds when it wants chocolate is by giving me a shitty headache. that kills me.

anyway, two days ago, eka, jun, linus and i went to steven's house. we had a lot of fun there. steven was having a sort of problem with his love life. he likes a girl. the girl likes him likewise. but then, his parents, the girl's family disagree if both of them are going to be commited in a relationship for this time. the reason is simply because everyone doesn't want to lacerate anybody's friendship. see, that girl's brother is steven's best friend, her parents are steven's parents' best friends too. and we judged that girl isn't mature enough for any serious relationship. so if they ever have a break-up, they won't be breaking up nicely and that's how it will create disaster. it will automatically destroy everything.
our advice for steven is, well, just be patient and wait for a few more years. friendship is something no one can buy. i can give a stranger zillion dollars but will that stranger be my best friend who will stay with me whenever, wherever, whatever? i can give a stranger a first class ticket to bora-bora and still that stranger won't spend his bora-bora time as jennifer, eka, dernanto, erwin will with me. friendship needs progress. and the progress is not always fun. sometimes, even when you already have gone through a progress and you have labeled some people as your best friends, you can be mistaken. so, for steven everyone, please appreciate true friendship.

just woke up. oh my god, im so cracked up.
last night was christmas night. at first, eka and i didn't know how to spend it and we didn't want our christmas night to be bland. so we headed to some clubs and i don't know why all the clubs were closed. then we went to a bar. i drank quite a lot. eka's the real man. he drank like twice as much as me and he still drove smoothly. the wine eka ordered for me was fabulous. i couldn't stop drinking it until i was so drunk that i couldn't do catwalk! we talked a lot of things there. i want to write down what he said to me last night but i think it's too personal.
i am hungry. i think i am going to cook some oatmeal. see you!