3 signs i'm (literally) being kicked out.

#1.

#2.

my food was done. my 'omgNASIPANASaaaa' appetite was at it's peak. no rice.
she did mention that the new kosan owner itu pelit mampus jahat(i'm even n on the mba's side), jadi stok nasi suka habis, dimana nasi gratis, was one of the main selling points. i wish you failure.

#3.

di.gem.bok.
i am currently in pursue of finding the little dick who made this possible.

oh and the bloody mba actually asked me to lapor that my friends' were over buat laporan ke ibu kos. i think she was going to ask them to pay, but i quickly brushed her of, and no pursue followed, so yeah.
my bad, that means four reasons then.
*sigh*

choi, lee, cho finally.

so Lalit came last night, Tendy this morning.
finally gave them their late late late birthday presents :D.
(*also, happy that both got what they've been needing at the time: lalat's conan (one of the series she doesn't have yet) & tendy's hippo (meant to find a book stand)
Tizi's for snacks (and a--god knows why--a continuation of the 'd**k 'jokes' i've been encountering since yesterday).
Sausage McMuffin's for breakfast.
Chelsea DVD.
Koreake at (the nearly-thought-lost) PVJ, sitting down the whole time, singing very little, and for an hour. how did we get so lame? hahaha tapi saya senang~
Azzura's, this awesome awesome resto we finally tried out.

too bad they had to go back to jakarta early because tomorrow they have to work, i was hoping to laze around at my kosan chatting aimlessly, watching dvd's, and enjoying our afternoon coffee (it's raining!--omg,'TUHAN' (br sadar).). but pretty soon i'll be joining their league, so i'd better make the best of every spare time i can get to meet them.
thanks guy for having fun with me today :]!

see you guys on the 7th!

can't believe it's finally my turn :),

Diandra Canti Hadiawan, S.Ds

the internet never fails to entertain.

what's a person to do when their final project is done?
as a child living in a modern society, tis' only logical to browse all day until their hands and butt become numb. or just read a book for some 'me' time, but i didn't have a book on me then, so yeah.
and a jolly good thing i did:

VoT.

remember this???
[was making a video playlist to accompany myself while editing my final paper. got to my dance collection and got curious to how douche-y sean paul's video is (one of the songs used for the dance routine).]




SEVEN seasons??!?
too good to be true.

MEN.
menu tambahan buat ntar pas kalian muncul :D

roda emang (literally) berputar.

yesterday she offered-no wait.insisted to take me to Bandung at 04.00 pm. i said yes, thank you.
today at 04.00 pm, i still wasn't done. she said ok, print your stuff at home, we'll go at 07.00 pm, gpp.
got home at 06.00 pm to cream soup, which i was yearning :3.
momma brought home BK, which i was yearning as well~.
diandra sayang ibu dan ndut.
we left at 09.15 pm.
09.17 pm she tossed her 3 handphones at me and was already frantically barking orders for me to call hotels.
09.17 pm till 10.00 pm did not go well.

10.30pm :
"btw, did i mention that i'm leaving to bandung NOW?
dan drtd ada yang ngotot tiba2 minta dicariin HOTEL because SHE wants to sleep well?
dan barusan BAN MOBIL gw pecah dg truk2 horor ngebut2 deket.banget.banget.di
pinggir tol.
gw pengen ngakak.

(what?? tuhan suka becanda to the max! di kilometer brapa pecahnya? ga knapa2 kan tp yg di mobil?? Bdua doang?? derek tol tuh bs diandelin ga sih??)

EXACTLY.
gtau dmn, yg jelas dpn gw ada "LEMAHABANG 500KM".
pengen ketawa ga sih?
gpp2, nykp dah telp tmenya & skrg udh giat lg nelp hotel2 keparat.
kl ampe ujung2nya kekosan gw ngakak..oh, org derek dah dtg.

11.00 pm, Rest Area 39, tambal ban.
11.05 pm - 00.00an am mobil sedot wc/sedot tinja parkir right.next.to.me.
00.55am, pursue Bandung.
02.00 am...hotel.
ah.
sial.
tuhan emang bener-bener suka becanda.


--edit-- though as always, after every spatter, we usually end up having a decent time. was happy that she could meet Bang Ed at ITB's Architect building while waiting for me to finish my kelayakan and had fun nostalgic-ing (?) (bu tita asked me for the pdf file of my booklet :D! ok.gotta do good at sidang >:).)

my head is a boulder.

win some, lose some.

my kosan is always full of surprises every time i come back from Jakarta. (yesterday)

pro: more privacy.
contra: no more healthy bright morning sun.
(the right picture is the condition at 8 am. i have to turn on the light now since morning.meh)
pro: no more boiling water noisily for coffee at 2am *terharu*.
contra: NONE.

like i said, you win some you loose some :j.

glitz and glitter baby,

here we come!

*oh dear lord please help me preserve my sanity after i am done indulging said terror tomorrow *

--tomorrow--
2 december 2011
Where do i begin?
It took us a full 2 hours to even try and process the abomination we just endured.

And after 2 hours the only thing we could remember was "jakejakejakejakejakejacobjakejakejakejacobjakejake" and how, in the name of all things sacred, did the last 15 minutes turn into a gore film. and that near-final full out cheesy scene.
then the only 'good' part of it: all-out kekinian settings and kirsten stewart's dress.that's it.

It was so bad, Lalit started texting and I started spacing out every 10 lines. Thank god for at least the free popcorn we got for paying with niaga (that unfortunately lasted for 15 minutes, then it was just us and the movie.bollocks.). Maybe that's god's way of saying, ' sorry for letting this movie get made, here, munch on these, you'll at least waste 15 minutes'

an E N V E L O P E.

Got home at 00.50am (15 mins ago) from a frickin wedding.
Never in my life, in all my experiences in escorting my parents to their wedding events have I had any kind of problem that wasn't my mom's fault.
(nearly) Never in my life, do I fight by my mom's side (I tend to [try] and sooth her mood.or i just let her do her own 'battles'.)
There really is a first time for everything it seems.

So after having a good time watching tv and lazing about with friends at a friends' house from morning, I grudgingly left them to honor my promise to my mom to escort her to a friends' wedding...
1.) First thing she said to me: "Eh before we go to that first wedding [which a) Is at JCC, on a b)Saturday night, and c) It was already 4.30pm and she was still in front of the computer.], we stop by at my other friends' wedding at Kuningan ya. paling berangkat ke yang satu at 8 cukup ko..."

2.) Of course we left at 7pm.

3.) And of course we left the wedding at 9pm.

4.) Now the second wedding's where everything went to hell: first we weren't allowed in because we didn't bring the invitation. my mother automatically went all gung ho and aggressive to the poor mbak-mbak jaga. I apologized on behalf of my mom, offered to get it from the car, and surprisingly) calmed my mom down.

5.) Finally gave the invitation and..."Maaf, amplopnya dimana ya Bu? Gaboleh masuk tanpa dua2nya.."
...what?

We tried everything from "Lah saya punya fisik undangannya aja kan bukti saya diundang! periksa aja, ga pals kok. Emang ga bisa cari nama saya di database apa (ngga bisa)???" to "Saya bukannya mandatan, tapi saya memang bener2 inner circle Bapak _____! Yaudah saya panggilin orang deh (and just her luck, everyone she tried to contact didn't get to their phone until an hour later)!"

My mother even went so far as to say "Fuck it, let's just go home."
Usually I would agree, but for this one I refused.
This was all so stupid, and the way things were we looked fucking desperate. Whereas I didn't give a rat's ass about how important the wedding people were, I just came here to escort my mom to one of her best friends' event and she just wanted to celebrate her friends' happiness, that I refused to go home defeated. So we kept trying to call someone to help.

Finally, seeing a lost cause but still curious I asked them nicely "Ok fine, but may I please know exactly what the instructions said on the envelope...if it did say to bring the envelope for said purpose, then it's our fault for not being thorough and we will apologize, but if not then we have the right to get in because this is your party's fault for not being informative (Masalahnya di lembaran 'free parking' ada perintah lengkap detail. Kartu 'mohon tidk membawa hadiah'-nya juga detail)" That's all I asked.
But then she went on and on about "Pokoknya undangan dan amplop harus dibawa Mba!" Which I replied "Iyaaa,saya ngerti kok,saya cuma mau tau aja (ngulang yang diatas)..."
This went on for some time, and I still haven't got my answer.
Suddenly bitch went all "Tunggu dulu Mba *bentak*! Tolong diam sebentar *BENTAK*!" and I lost it. Ended up shrieking in her damn face, repeating the same request twice until she finally answered "Iya emang di ga ditulis detail info bawa amplopnya, tapi prosedurnya tetep tidak boleh menerima yg ga bawa dua2nya apapun alasannya!"
"NAH.ITU yang saya tanyain dari tadi kenapa diputer2?! Terima kasih atas bantuannya Mba *senyum manis*"

And just to rub it in like a little bitch, I kept repeating my main (was)friendly-neutral purpose and how I didn't understand why they had to be so rude to me when I wasn't aggressive(before) to my mom right behind the Mbak2.I deserved it.cih.
Mind you, I'm usually one of the last person to be aggressively rude to strangers who don't make sense. I try to reason with them first, no matter how crude I may seem, that's why i was pissed.

Also, I hate it when supervisors--of any kind of bidang-- 'teach' their subordinates to 'defend' their rules by using the mandatory and textbook-memorized-by-heart answers. and combining it with, "don't give them a straight answer.puter2in aja terus jawaban yang udah dihafal ampe mereka bosen, dan jangan.sampai.menyerah". Sorry, but I don't get 'bosen' easily.

We finally got in, and guess what? Ga di cek tuh daftar tamunya. I was actually hoping that we were actually stowaways sekalian kalo gini caranya.

anyway, on to number,
6. Guess what happened to all the invitations?

and it was like this on every table the whooooole way we had to stand in line to the main stage.
Apparently they only took the damn envelope.
so why not just stick our name label/ask us to fill in our name onto a small un-wasting piece of paper instead? come on, like we're all going to keep the invites for souvenirs? or to reuse them for whatever? pfft.please. most of us chuck 'um in the bin, end of story.

7) The food was seriously mediocre for all the fuss.
and this is me currently careless of the food's quality. seriously, at least the food could be good.

8) We finally spotted one decent food at the buffet outside.on the way out.where they're supposed to have some inside, the main arena...and we missed it to some guy who was quicker then us. just our luck.tuhan suka bercanda.

The only good thing out of the damn wedding was that:
1) I met Hasna, my AlIzhar friends' friend who was basically on the same page as me (terpaksa nemenin, males basa-basi with all those people, dan kesel krn makanannya biasa baget.banget.GRAHH.)

2) The souvenir was nice.
3) Got a Coke, Coffee, and a plate of (so-so) nachos from 7-11 Senayan

exactly what the cup sleeve said.tuhan suka bercanda indeed.

4) Usually every Saturday radio is crap at night, but Kiss Fm was awesome to me on the way to and home, presenting me with a line of old songs from Lenny Kravits,RHCP,Linkin Park,Foo Fighters,Matchbox20 etc and closed with Nirvana, which was very liberating and refreshing.

5) I invited my mother to a 'little game' that was, agreeably, a good nightcap before bed...

ah.
unlike them, i'll be using the paper for something else, thank you.

nesia-chan pulang!

after a year of joining IM, she's back. good to have you home Nek :D!

met up at Rale's~

'perfect' weekend closing.

HUAHAHAAHHAHHAHAHA *mati guling2*
thanks ahjummaaaa :*

Penguji (Reblogged from Lalat)

*reblogged from littlebambooroom ~

oh, and in honor of our beloved highschool, my added comments will be in green :E

back to this place today with Boi!!

we were invited to be the "judges" for our High school product design class final examination.
*it was actually kinda cool to ''play god'' for 4 hours :p

these are the worst product of the day (especially the ashtray)
*oh LORD the ASHTRAY.agghhh
bonus points for the extremely 'AING' twat that owns said product.

these are the good ones

we loooove the swords!!
*ancient gladiator type! yang menggal golliath type (a.k.a. le swashbuckler)! baseball bat! KAPAK!
and the mangkok guy, yg NB udh berkonsep ala DP bgt, actually wants to go to SGU and take frickin(in a good way) Microteknik (?) instead

i never received any penghargaan from this school when i studied there, today, i finally got one.
*TRUE THAT.changed pic with my own version tho.ahaha

thank you Lord for this wonderful day..
AMEN!



oooohhh found this wicked SOCCER trophy in the teachers lounge!
and check out the name of this kid: Rama Cahyo = Rale-Wibi = ACIN :D


oh, and to top it off, i finally got my long awaited beyond chinese lampions :D!
Litya said that each 'represents' luck in cash, happiness, and love, but i kinda forgot which one's which...

...oh no wait, now i know which one's the one for love.
*hint: take a good look at the thread shape..
SUMPAH gw baru sadar pas mo beresin abis foto! HAHAHAHHA NAJES

glasses eyes.

kept you company at the dinner table.
tired eyes, glasses off.
blank look, obviously uninterested in anything.
then, "we got the project! free trip!"
beat.
great, just what i needed.
show off.
put the glasses back on.
and then i smiled and said ''congrats!".

i like me some turquoise.