Let's admit it, most of the time, we bitch because we're jealous. But sometimes we bitch because we have too much of something and have no idea how to get out of it. Like my case. I have a girl friend who bitches about other girls with boyfriends. At first I enjoyed bitching with her, but then it's gotten too much I began to see what the hell is wrong with her. Yeah, like what bloke will even look at you twice if you decline to ditch those big ass 60's spectacles, baggy clothes, and get your crooked teeth fixed? I can say she shudders at the very idea of a makeover. Now, if you were in my shoes, what would you do? As for me, maybe I'll bitch about her on this blog once, and constantly bug her about a makeover, suggesting we start little by little. Hahah LOL.
I also don't understand website owners who don't give credits to the websites from which they get some of their images (or give reasons why they don't give credit), yet they don't do anything to those images other than putting their URL's on them. And they STILL preach about copyright. Isn't it funny...they steal images from other websites/people, they don't give credit or a reason why they don't credit the sources, yet they TRY TO PASS their steals AS THEIR OWN by either putting their URL's on the steals or protecting them with Watermark Technique AND still PROHABIT their visitors to copy/steal anything from their websites! What a fucked up world we live in...and to those people I have only one thing to say: Do unto others what you want others to do unto you. If you don't respect other people's belongings, don't even think they will respect yours. But despite that, I can understand people who do lots of editing on images and claim them as theirs.
Tuesday, June 29, 2004, 08:51 a.m.
Menstrual misery...HOW I LOATHE THEE! More later. Stay tuned. Ok, forget it. I whined enough in the previous entry. No, wait. Let's have some more of my whines, shall we?
Ok, where do I begin...I'm going to Bandung on Wednesday with my parents. They're going for some business, I'm going for fun...so-called. When I'm in an ok mood, just the word Bandung brings excitement to me. My girl cousins! My baby nephew! Shopping sprees! Cool eateries! But now...I wish I had said no when my parents asked me to come along. At first I thought it would be better than staying in Jakarta, with me almost flat broke and my best mates busy with their short semesters, plus, if I go to Bandung my parents will give me money to spend. But well...ya know me. Savvy girl with the consuming thought of having to save every penny I get for my overseas school (yea it's strange, but guess what, IT HAPPENS! TO ME!). Plus, if the brutalest truth be told, I don't really like my cousins' bathrooms.
SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP! Stop whining you spoiled ungrateful bitch! Well whatever. On to the next whine...
Y'know I've been on the quest for a scholarship, and the result so far? No scholarship in English literature, and if there were one, IT WOULDN'T ACCEPT THE WHOLE CREDITS I'VE EARNED HERE BECAUSE THE SCHOOL SYSTEMS IN THE COUNTRIES OF ORIGIN ARE SO FUCKIN' DIFFERENT FROM THEIR INDONESIAN COUNTERPARTS! Actually, I don't mind taking a whole new major and starting over, but the problem's always with the family finance. That and most foundations that grant scholarships don't have the subjects of my interest (other than English, such as history and advertising). Oh well...But now I'm with Global Education. They don't grant scholarships, but they look for the right overseas schools for you. Not so long ago they came up with Griffith University in Queensland, Australia (hey, at least it's not Perth!), which is said to have English literature, and just today I faxed my GPA transcript to their Jakarta office. I hope everything goes smoothly so I can leave Jakarta (otherwise known as hell disguised as a metropolis) before mid 2005. Yeah.
End of whines. Happy now?
Monday, June 28, 2004, 01:57 p.m.
Just a few things...Y'know what, I think I really should seek psychological help. When I have school, I worry about school stuff (namely text books, assignments, quizzes, exams, projects), and when I'm on holidays I worry about...myself. I've been overly nostalgic in the past few months, almost contstantly thinking about my old house and my life before I hit puberty. Plus, a certain someone who I didn't know existed throughout most of my childhood. Tonight while I was sitting on a rocking chair in my grandparents' garden, my eyes got watery at the white stones, fish pond, and the rocking chairs. Those things have never changed. Not to mention my recurring 'sixth sense', a.k.a premonition/precognitive thoughts/dreams/whatever they're called. Y'know, it's here, it's not, it's here again. Gah. I seriously need to get help immediately otherwise I won't stay sane for long.
On a more cheerful topic, Aiko, I can't wait for your comeback! And congratulations on succeeding in figuring out Grey Matter! Come to think of it, one day I really should graduate from blog devices which only need manual coding to ones which need installing.
Still on a cheerful note, I should thank Hanson for resurfacing to the music horizon, because if it weren't for them, my fellow 'Spice Girls' from secondary school wouldn't be motivated to get back in touch with me. LOL.
Sunday, June 27, 2004, 10:16 p.m.
I've been contemplating about my life lately. I've been waking up in the same room for the past 13 years, since I moved to this house on June 8, 1991. My life hasn't changed much since day one. I'm still living off my parents, haven't made any money (so as an intern at a local TV station last year I wasn't paid a single penny), and still the same old crybaby lazy creature that I've always been. Yet I'm 21, and there are lots of people out there who are younger than me but they live independently abroad or make millions (either in Rp. or $). God, what a shame. So this semester break I intend to make a change. I'll start small. My aunt has been suggesting I teach at High Scope Kindergarten, because she has a good friend working there. I like children, but I'm not keen on teaching, so I've been thinking the offer over. I also have another thing in mind. Correct me if I'm wrong, honey, it seems to me that you've been employed by some company to translate books (?). Me want! LOL. It's time to use my translating skills to full advantage, and GET PAID for it! LOL.
Alright, on to a different note...wanna hear good news? I called Pipi last night, and while we were talking, all of a sudden I said, "Pi, get me a boyfriend!" It just blurted out of my mouth before I knew it! Freaky! Yet at that time I didn't feel anything but light. Yes I'm over him, but the slightest spark is still within me. God, it is a good sign! And to my request, he replied, "But you've already had a horde of guys around you! What more do you want?"
Friday, June 25, 2004, 12:08 p.m.