my speaker cable.

i spent the last 2-3 weeks searching for my long lost speaker cable, from my room, my parents room, to finally all over the damn house, even inside damn boxes...only to start all over again from my room the next day.
then one day in my room i dropped a frickin pen and bent down o pick it up and what did i find as i rose up?

EXACTLY.
wedged up nicely between my table and drawers.
then i remembered thinking at that time when i wedged it in there "ah, i'll never forget this if i put it here *complete and utter optimism overload* :DD"
....................

congratulations lalatayaaaa :D :D~~~~

*dengan foto colongan tentunya

(lit ini foto menyenangkan~ eh si pay ada foto yg ini juga tp versi si citos megangin dartboard dibackground featuring bokap lo dg muka super super iseng! ntr gw mintain deh).
ufufufuf~

galih punya fesbuk.

oh yes he does

>:D.

D-day, April 14th, Fat Burger, Senayan City

....jump?

jago kandang.

can i just justify it as, "it wasn't my fault i didn't finally grow some balls and do it, it was the other party's fault for sending out reluctant uncomfortable auras my way, and making me uncomfortable for wanting to make the other party uncomfortable by my intended actions that prevented me from taking actions i'm positively sure will succeed in the end and make all sides happy"...?

.......no?

hmm. this is going to take a while then..

3 april

--backtrack--

"merah- kuning -hijau" :D
(i swear it's yellow.bad camera quality)

handles, padlocks, and bowling

i hate my knack of being late.
that and the fact that it's genetic.
yes yes, anyone who knows this weakness of mine would smirk at my 'justification' that it's genetic but i solemnly swear it is.
heck, she sometimes even has a hand in most of my lateness, by dragging me out to other places when she clearly knows i have plans in 2-3 hours time...i swear it's sometimes a deliberate attempt to (god knows why) prevent me from going out "too much" (too much? too much?? i'm sorry, but i am this close to being an anti-social person, and she thinks i go out 'too much'? and who's the one always waiting up till 11-1am to open the gate? yeah that's right.), when she claims she's a "laid back" parent when it comes to asking permission to go out.

but sometimes there are times where i can actually forgive her for dragging me around and this is one of the times.

this time she took me to this handle store right on the side of a street near the jeruk purut cemetery AND OHMYGOD IT WAS AWESOME:

so prettyyyyyyy~~~~

bonus: look!colors :D! :

(finally) bowling