Thursday, September 22, 2005
Oh my god! There are SO MANY THINGs happened since d last time i post anything –real, other than that webster-duckie pet-of-a-thingy- here! Which is, of course, a long time ago. Try a month.
Hmm.. i should’ve been doing sumtin else (work on my final project til my eyes pop out of their sockets, thats one.) but after spending some time (approx.20mins) alone in front of my old PC, i got nostalgic n there came this sudden urge to share with u my crappy life. Well, not THAT crappy, since i managed to get myself into the 9th floor (THE ULTIMATE DESTINATION for Trisakti-Architecture students) and am now happily –and legally!- prancing around, snuggle in d corner (my spot! Next to the window, surrounded by drawing tables n lockers n most importantly : my friends! Indah n bonny!), doing whatever i please, until -AND ONLY til- feb’06 (INSYA ALLAH!!! Amin)
Ok here’s a quick recap of what happened :
My Mentors are Dr.Ir.Ady R.Thahir, MA & Ir.Rita Walaretina, MSA. (i wrote their full name biar gak lupa lagi cara nulisnya. they tend to get cranky if i misspell their names n titles). They’re pretty cool, compared to the others. The others are.. *thinkin hard n carefully choosing words* ...unmentionable (ah!), believe you me. Guess i should be grateful n work my ass off then. I will, after i finish writing this.
Ok ok not that that piece of info up there actually do u any good, i just felt like writing it to remind myself of how lucky i am.
Hmm i wonder if both my mentors ever googled their own names...
i did once. Ok once every week. Anyway, if they’re doing it after i post this.. the odds are that darn search engine will actually lead them to my lil sanctuary here. ohhh if they actually does, i can only hope by then i’m already graduated..
Hey what happened to that “quick recap”?
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i went to bandung few weeks ago, play piano for my campus’ choir. They participated in UnPar’s Choir Competition. Of course they lost. Whaddaya expect? 85% of the singers are newbies! They cant carry a note to save their lives, let along sing in a national competition! and when i said they cant sing, i am being seriously honest here.
Of course they will get better –if they ever get off their lazy tushies to practice- ,and i had fun with –most of- them (say, Jallie Avin Rara Adit Bibi etc etc).
What else what else..
Oooh happy 4th mth anniv to my boifwend (^o^)v, best wishes 2 u! I mean US! Heehheheheh
I met andreas last month. We had lunch. He’s a decent guy, real nice n all, too bad that was d 1st n last time i saw him. Now he’s already back 2 berlin.
Mom graduated her master(?) degree in dentistry (congrats mom!!), and dad pia + i attended her inauguration @Airlangga Uni, Surabaya.
Rifi sent me his pic with that *enter profanities here* flight attendant he’s recently dating (whose face looked like his ex grlf’s before me, so that was kinda nauseating if not freaky. May i add that i “looked NOTHING like any of them and thankyou God”? Muchas gracias).
I dont wanna be that bitchy ex-grlf, and i’m not, but this is my spot n i get to say whatever i wanna say so screw you damn sneaky male-thief dark skinned n ethically-challenged flight attendant! i hope karma got it bad 4 u. Real fkin bad.
Why am i so bitter?
Oh i’m still on my period.
This diaper gave me a wedgie and it piss me even more.
Here’s a total disappointment : i bought 4 double-cd of secret garden. Its new age music n i found them @the airport @surabaya. I bought them for rp240.000, hoping to hear sounds like “poeme” or “heartstrings” or even “nocturne” from d REAL duo called Secret Garden, but all i got is these cheesy new-age sounds by these chinese people, playing their versions of other ppl’s songs. This is daylight robbery.
I got upset just by writing it down.
Oh and i bought another shoe. Did i told u i already bought a nice pale-pink shoes wit lil holes on it just last month? Well i bought a new one, its light brown, almost like gold. Me like.
I’m listening to that chinese ppl’s version of Beethoven’s Fur Elise. Thank God he’s not alive to hear this. He’d be thankful he’s gone deaf.
Hell i can play Fur Elise better than them! Maaaan soooo cheesy!!! And to think that i spent 240rb for these piece of sht??? *kicking myself*
-changing the cd-
everytime i hear this song (Mozart’s Lacrimosa) i imagine ppl dancing –or may i say waltzing- in a beyootiful ballroom inside some france palace, complete with those silly mask, u know, d ones they taped to a stick, that they held all thru d nite. How they managed to concentrate walzing around without stepping on their partner’s foot while trying to look graceful while carrying that stupid stick is beyond me.
(did i just use 3 whiles in a sentence?)
Ok i’m now way out of context. I was supposed to write down my life these past couple of weeks. But its so darn hot in here n d humidity doesnt help either, so scuse me i’m off to take a nice cold shower.
Has anyone seen my showercap?
stopped scribbling at 4:40 AM
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
When I was seventeen
there was a world to know about
Everyday she'd call me
Is it over yet? Do you love me?
Overnite - and while your trouble's away
Under the stars up above, I'll build you another day
Close your eyes, I'll be home before it's light
And all the tears you cry will dry in the dead of night
And now I'm in between
It all became a mystery
Everyday she calls me
It is over yet? Do you believe them?
Someday, maybe soon, we could show them a way
I would love just to watch it falling
Oh my pretty one, show me a way
Overnite - I heard a satellite say
There'll be a wind from the west to blow all your dreams away
Close your eyes, and maybe before it's light
Oh all the hopes that you have will die in the dead of night
-scritti politti-
stopped scribbling at 3:29 AM
I had a dream of us together in a world where we knew what was true
Oh Patti don't lead the life that I left you with
It's been such a long time and I know
We tried together to discover why we failed the test of our time
Oh Patti don't lead the life that they made for you
I'll be gone a long while and you'll know
And don't feel sorry for loverboy
You know he wants the world to love him, then he goes and spoils it all
Don't feel sorry for loverboy
He wants the world to love him, then he goes and spoils it all for love
There's no one out here you can listen to, and certainly never yourself
Oh Patti don't lead the life that I left you with
Listen to the cars call in the rain
I got so tired of concluding that there's nothing for us to conclude
Oh Patti don't look for certainty in your life
I've gone where a lost cause can be found
-scritti politti-
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