afternoon snacks :)

can always make me feel better after some stupid rant of mine like the post before :)

people these days

being that whether we like it or not, notice or not, we tend to seek attention from other people in our own ways. be it elaborately or with hidden meanings so as to not be so blatant about it. and the technology these days are supporting these actions even more by providing us with medias(?) to rant on.

blogs and that blasted twitter (fyi: a friend told me that indonesia is the 2nd country with the most active twitter accounts. even more proof that my country is pathetically beyond latah. for them i weep..no, scratch that. i'll just enjoy their stupidity from afar) some being private, but most are open for public consumption. mostly for sharing purpose, but these days its more used for attention-seeking purposes. from plainly expressing, hidden meaning messages hoping for others to respond or sympathize, to those angsty and blatantly asking for sympathy.

on one hand, i kind of feel sorry for whatever they're going through (however light or worse the case is, it's always going to be hard for the one facing it, so i'm not one to judge),
but on the other hand, enough already.
it's tiring to bump into one of your rants, or when you've finally avoid it altogether, you get slapped in the face with them in person ranting of self-centered-ly.

yes, if you end up with people who can just brush you off easily, but what about those who are just genuinely too nice for their own good and can't say 'no'?
you all are assholes for using these people to satisfy your own ego.
most don't even care about the others story (duh.). the type that 'asks' a question to the others, only to get the topic running and make it 'seem' as a 'universal topic' when it's actually just them trying to slip in their own story and make it all about them, completely ignoring other peoples 'sharing'.
(it's even uncommon for them if they dont cut other peoples sentences in putting in their 'important' oh so heartbreaking recent breakup drama. tut tut.). yawn. classic bastards.

but in an ironic way, i've got to thank these attention-seeking whores, because if it weren't for them to 'reflect' on, i probably would be one of them, or even when i do need to rant or be an attention seeking person, it wont be too obvious because of those god-level-of-angst people. hahahaha

"she told me i 'might' have some history behind my unrelaxed legs..."

I told you a story and once again you managed to steer away from it—meaning well, I know—because in doing this you mean to share your personal life-knowledge so that I am able to help myself (to be able to simplify things, to be exact, so ‘stress’ is avoided).

But in between that, I couldn’t seem to shake that nagging feeling that you were actually trying to avoid the matter altogether because you are personally frustrated for not being able to fully understand the matter in hand.

And you do this and always in the end think that I’ve agreed with you and had dropped the matter for good, but sadly I haven’t (only agreed because you ‘hinted’ that you don’t want to elaborate on it).I hope to one day find a way to help you avoid being frustrated so we can always really end a discussion, with problem-solving results of course.

overloaded

had a really nice weekend last week with ayu litya :DD!
but now am enjoying staying home and resting like some grandma with her stack of novels (not mangas. yess) while occasionally using my computer (considered a good accomplishment, seeing how i became quite addicted till my ass got cramped a couple of times -___-)

will update later because i'm too lazy right now (too lazy even to re-blog). hahaha

wow.

you can't come out to play because that time of the month renders you helpless?
oldest trick in the book.
but what's that? sugar-pie is allowed to come over?
remember well dear, it was, again, you who invited me over.

when this passes of course i'd want to meet you the next time you propose a play date, but i will never forget that, now, i really really hate you you hypocritical egoistic opportunist bitch.

now i see how your sister gets that people-using trait from.
she learned from the best.

but hey, it was fruitful...at least now, i know how to stand clear of assholes like you in the future.

thanks a lot 'pal'.

ONE PIECE

yes luffy, go tame the kraken.

...and so on and so forth.

just keeps getting better and better these days! ya-hah!
i MUST get the color walk 4: EAGLE! and rumor has it color walk 5 is about to come out.
MARI MENABUNG!!

also goes for the continuous ones i've been reading (with the ultimate exception of bleach).

hope that whatever i end up doing in the future, i can still have time (tch, of course.) to read all of them and all the potentially good new ones to come :D.

and for one piece specifically , i must thank my friend betet for it, who bought the first volume asal-asalan but ironically never continued reading it beyond the first 10 volumes. hahaha

domo arigatou gozaimaaaasu ~~

singabub haul

i...need to control myself.
HAHAHAHA
(for others this is prob nothing, but for diandra this is a wee bit too much.ahahah super kalap)

singabub day 4

25 July 2010


we mostly spent our time lazing about in ata's apartment, enjoying our (me and litya's) moment of freedom. freedom=no mothers on vacation. hahaha

we only went out for lunch at holland street at wendy's and to another un-named (will.get.there.) ice cream parlor. and for the first time in my life, i ordered VANILLA ice cream. vanilla honey to be exact. it was so goooooood *melts*

on the way back, we went on a bit of last minute pit-stop to get our short pants and flats at cotton on, and with me and giri stopping by at breadtalk where i found this mouthwatering slice of buttery breakfast toast...regrets not buying more.

we went back, did some more lazing and another dose of old spice and double rainbow *grins*

then we went out for coffee (hot teh tarik, cold teh tarik, hot milo and a cold milo tho) at hani's--this uber kul 24 HOURS that was merely a 10 minute walk from ata's apartment. and we just sat there with all the time in the world, gossiping and lashing out at a documentary that was playing on tv (gymnastic chinese boys, no older then 15, being told by their coach that they're a failure because they didn't come in frickin first place. assholes.

it was a really nice last-day :)

singabub day 3

lets continue and ignore the fact that this was suppose to come up ages ago diandra. ah well, yang penting KOMIT! hahahah

24 July 2010

breakfast!

cool lady in front otw to haji lane and arab street~

was ok, not fab but ok, but loved the ice cream parlor to death.
haji lane and arab street.

*dammit i forgot the ice cream parlors name! will get back to it laterata and her precious (creepy talking) woody.haha

we went to...bras basah? ya itulah. to get litya's beloved kacang arab that she couldn't find

anywhere--even at mustafa--buat papa tercintaa. hahaha
...and encountered this beauty

then after...no. before..? YA ITULAH.
ata took us to this korean street food vendor (dae gak? dae gap? WILL GET THERE)
she swore this was one of the best pork she's had, so we went there...

...and saw GOD.and died then and there.

we we're like toddlers given ice cream and both just shut the hell up and tagged along ata and giri upfront munching and savoring all the way. hahahah BEYOND

oh yes, i am giddy all over

looking forward to fridayyyyy >XD~~~~!!!!!
can't wait to meet them and each bearing 'treasures' of 'wisdom'. bahahah
kangen nyampah dan bego2an :D~

the one post i know im going to regret and be embarrassed about in the morning, but still need to rant my ass off.

why is it that the people that piss me off the most these days are the ones close to me? both near and far in terms of 'reach'. i really fucking hate them to the bones these days, and wouldn't mind picking a fight with any of them any one to the point that i also wouldn't mind doing whatever even gravely injuring myself in the process as long as i come up victorious and can beat the crap out of them physically.

YOU stop bugging me.

YOU and YOU and YOU stop complaining over all the good things you have your way shut UP, other people have it far worse then you so shut the fucking up.

YOU just shut the fuck up LITERALLY. i just want to rip you vocal cords right out and bash your head to a wall and drag you across it, its ANNOYING OK???? not everyone can tolerate your high-dose of sunshine and flowers injected-self, OK?

YOU stop thinking you know everything because YOU DON'T. betcha didn't know about 'THIS' little information here dontcha?? ha ha FUCK.YOU.

YOU stop being a little pussy and an attention-whore. it's embarrassing, stop it.

YOU stop giving me false hope.

YOU fucking make up your mind and why don't you just be honest for once and spit it in my face that you just DONT WANT to meet me. I.DONT.MIND. i've already been a nice little girl and was honest about you and your stupid girlish boyfriend-obsession. and how you can't seem to SEE YOURSELF that your damn friend is BEYOND fed up with it. oh no, i had to FORCE FEED IT TO YOU FOR YOU TO NOTICE. ME. your goddamn friend since oh-so-long-ago. perlu angka pasti, perlu?? ok then: for more then 2 YEARS i have been a fucking tag-along in your fucking back seat and i'm SICK of it. i'm sick of you dragging me along only to watch you both be all loveydovey for half the day and ignoring me (who YOU invited to hang out you damn immature hypocrite bitch), then suddenly 'remember' that i'm there and go all "why are you so quiet? lo BT ya? yaudah deh yuk pulang aja.." like it's MY fault that the mood is ruined, but then act all guilty that it's your fault. what the hell man? might as well just not invite me anyplace until you're ready to be 'snatched' apart from your baby-pie.

YOU are the only person i can bare to be with right now but at the same time i know we're not supposed to because we are both dragging each other down, and that knowing we're exactly in the same boat (filling each others shit with an even worse version in equal measurements, balancing each other nicely) doesn't make the situation even better.

MAKAN TUH DRAMA QUEEN YOU FUCK.


if this keeps up, most possibly i'm probably am going to end up friendless after this.
hoorah hooray.

Lesson #1

since it's been quite some time me and my friends have endlessly complain about the hygiene condition in our beloved country (i bet other countries are just as bad, but hey, let's just start small shall we), i've decided to 'do' something about it: making manuals for my own personal amusement. nyahahahahhahaa who knew those disgusting bitches all around could be beneficial to me...at least i'm 'doing' something :p (beyond idiotic justification).
anyways, enjoy~

if i could stuff my shoe cupboard...

top would be my casual wear - bottom would be my semi-formal/formal wear

owyeahh.