6 a.m. shower

Ok, you know those little moments when you unconsciously end up with your head in the clouds? And you end up unconsciously thinking about anything at random, from important 'Stat!' ones to ones so low, you wish you were dead for even letting it seep into that little crack of moment of weakness and enter your mind?

well about 30mins ago I took a shower, whereas I was enjoying the rare feeling of showering early in the morning…

which led to ‘aaahh…pure freshness’

to ‘wow, I feel so fresh that I’m actually thinking straight!’

to ‘ so it is true that this time of the day is the best time to freshen up’

to ‘ what’s that phrase for this type of hour of the day? Oh yeah,’ breaking dawn’ ’

to ‘ breaking dawn=twilight sagas’

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and it was then and there I wished I’d drown myself.

But then came logical BRILLIANT thoughts about my damn final project. Not exactly problem solving actually, but enough to make me go all opened-door-of-light-with-heavenly-sounds-pouring-out.

Then a (recurring actually) idea to seriously make that bathroom notepad I’ve been wanting to place on my bathroom wall.

Then a reminder to borrow samurai deeper kyo mangas from #1.

Beyond random leaps of topics, but nonetheless very interesting. Me likey :)

full metal alchemist :(

i still can, and i bet for a long time, i will never be able to grasp the concept of endings and why we all eventually have to move on.
they say that the painful shit in endings will help build yourself into a better person and that we shouldn't dawdle on the past.
i understand all this, i really do, but i just can't accept it now.
maybe not ever, i dunno.
call me immature, whatever, but if i can't accept it (yet) then i just can't. period.
i just can't understand why anything has to end. why? why does it have to?
but without no ending it will be boring so i'm still not sure why i'm thinking like this.
both contradicting thoughts, which i get, i just don't have any idea why it keeps nagging in my gut so much, that i refuse to accept it, i just can't.

i was once told that i'm the type of person that hangs on to the past too much.
the positive thing is that by being this kind of person, i tend to appreciate the value and effort of things, i can help people by reminding them of the good and cool (and often stupid) things they have done when they need it at their lowest days.
i tend to treasure these things. sometimes waaay to well, its suffocating.

aand that's where we get to the negative effects : because all that data takes up too much of my memory space, i tend to unconsciously block out new knowledge etc that i'm supposed to remember. also, that this has turned me into a, um, grudging person?
see, when people do me wrong (and i lack the correct actions to spit out in defense, hence, i tend to end up just standing there like some idiot), i tend to remember (in painful detail) the exact sequence of the whole thing. and it sticks to me forever. no dramatic bullshit.
i can't stand the headaches and other unnamed sicknesses i have inflicted to myself because of this.
and i definitely can't stand the grief its causing me, especially that single one memory that i can never get out of myself 3 years ago. i can surely bet that that's whats causing the most damage going on to me for the past 3 years.

but see, while feeling all this putting down piece of crap, im always thinking that there are many many others who have it in worst then me.
then i hate myself for pitying myself, because i feel i have no right to do so.
then i just hate everything. then it all goes away and im left blank and confused and stupid and i never know what to do after.

oh look, i'm ranting again.
i wanted to write down about full metal alchemist that i finally read and it turned out like this. meh.

oh lord.

i've just watched Harold & Kumar 2: Escape from Guantanamo Bay and laughed my ass off.
i even chuckled a bit on parts from Unaccompanied Minors not long after.

yes, apparently i am that bored.

singabub day 2

23 July 2010

started off with kfc am breakfast :)))
diandra is a sucker for breakfasts'. buffet breakfast, fastfood breakfast, you name it.

diandra's american twister, hash brown, honey biscuit, coffee


litya's and ata's OR chicken fillet, scramble eggs, hash, biscuit, coffee

oh, but before that splended feast, we saw some--cross that--a mass of disturbing muscles.

balada otot.

then it was off to IKEA.
diandra loves to eat her poached salmon, oh yes she does.

EXPLOSION.


gerong's room. ata's bussiness. lalat's room. boy's doggies.

after trying (and failing) to make dreamcatchers in the doubledecker, we went back to ata's and saw a bit of an epic video, Old Spice.
...but not before taking a pic at the infamous Rex Cinema I promised last post.

then onwards to cold storage to get milk for my beloved peanut butter cap n' crunch :3, and some instant noodles. men, koka is so CHEAP. muahahahahaaa

then...MEERAS INDIAN FOOD. holy crap man. real indian style eating...huahaha so fun :))

singabub day 1

22 July 2010

• rode Lion Air once again (Yu, YU!! liat! sekarang udah ada undang2nya cobaaa...ahuauahuauha)

• got picked up by giri at the airport
• got laughed at by big silent bald black guy when greeting giri and litya a tad bit enthusiastically like in the movies. tehe.hehe
  
• met up with ata
  
• put suitcases at ata's apartment at little india
• ate cheap bigass portioned food at...at...Selera? i forgot. the one thing i remembered was that it was across some bollywood theater *pictures coming soon.
• hit orchard to get my beloved $1 ice cream sandwich~~
  
  

• oh, and there was this kid with the word 'intellect' written across his back. classic.this kid
  

• then otw to borders and kinokunia, checked out accessorize where litya vowed blood that she'd get her ring, cotton on, lalalala.... i got my nailpolish, mushroom bread from breadsociety with giri si rajaroti and lalat got mama gina's bedcovers. HAHAHHAHHAHA *cough*

a book that caught my eye at borders.haha

ooh OOOHH!! guess what we found at kinokunia??

• then it was bye-bye giri and back to ata's place...not before stopping by 7-11 to get le TAQUITOS. got jack cheddar and chicken.

at 10pm we headed off to mustafaaa....and came home with midnight, um, snacks. BAM. snacks.

...dan melihat sesuatu yang sedikit absurd.

deedee bodoh!

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*dibajak Lolly~~~~
(tuh, font nya beda-beda!!)

nag nag blaaarr

these days, i rarely know what to do in general.
even if i actually have something to do for the day, i'm always gonna feel like i still don't know what to do after.

take just now for instance:
i just went out for dinner at Sushi Tei with my friend.
i got salmon sashimi, salmon mentai, and crispy roll.
i even got my taiyaki ice cream all to myself.
heck, i even got payed for my meal (muchas gracias Ko :DD)
and now i even have roti bakar kornet for breakfast tomorrow (and for some midnight nibbling *coughcough*)

but still, once i get to my room and sit, it always comes to mind 'so now what?'
and i get stupidly absorbed so much that i can hear my watch ticking ironically like some bad movie.

padahal i only just need to go to sleep to top off that good dinner i just had.
nope nope, not that easy apparently.