my giant shell...

scared beyond belief
Oh dear God what did I do so extremely wrong?
I never steal someone else's boyfriend. I actually feed the homeless. I never forget birthdays. And everything I do, I do to make my olds back home happy. Yes I've sinned. What can I say, I'm only human. But overall I'm good, and You know that.
I don't deserve this punishment. Please spare me.
And for you blessed, blessed souls out there...please pray for me. My life depends on it.

Listening to: nothing
Wednesday, August 1, 2007, 12:49 a.m.

random random random
I'm loving my 1999 Marks & Spencer purple top. It's very know, with three quarter sleeves and Sabrina collar. I wore it to town today and well, actually I didn't really feel good in it. Kinda ridiculous more like. Time and again I kept reminding myself that what I was having on was a vintage piece. Something that will be a precious vintage piece in ten years' time, if it's not already. People would look at my purple top and think about what they were doing when the likes of S Club 7 and Britney Spears as a virginal 17-year-old ruled MTV (and Channel V and Juice TV...) But it worked little wonders, if any at all. I felt ridiculous still. Maybe I should keep it in the back of my closet and only get it out in 15 years, when stuff from the late 1990's (Millennium! Y2K! Backstreet Boys!) dominate vintage shops.
In the family bro passed the entrance test to The UI, Japanese language diploma program. Well maybe I've never told you that he did take both the state and diploma exams of The UI and if he didn't make he'd go back to Japan? Well yea, he made it and that means no going back to Japan. My parents are delighted, and I actually squealed with glee when they phoned me from West Borneo about it. But I guess they could tell my glee was fake. I mean, gweeze. What the heck is he doing at The UI? True, it's the Harvard of Indonesia and meh I went there, but then again living in Indo (let alone going to school there) after Japan is like going back to ice age.

Listening to: nothing
Sunday, July 29, 2007, 12:04 a.m.

missing popstar I
Does anyone know what's become of Ellie Campbell? You know, the Brit singer who whipped out hits (well at least maybe in Asia and Commonwealth countries) Don't Want You Back and You're No Good back in 2000?
Here's a video of Don't Want You Back to refresh your mind.

Well she was a chambermaid before she was discovered. After her very brief tenure in popstardom, little is known of her whereabouts. There's no mention of her getting into I'm A Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here! so I'm assuming she quit the public eye for good...Did she go back to being a chambermaid? Hope not. I hope she has a good private life but she'll be most definitely welcome should she make a comeback one day.

Listening to: Ellie Campbell - Sweet Lies
Friday, July 27, 2007, 12:25 a.m.

Thanks for asking me to come home.
For so long I waited for that one moment and when it finally came...why did I feel nothing?
But it's ok.
To go home or not? For the moment I hate Indo.
No love for me.
No love for me.
A. Big. Void.
Big. Big. Void.
I'm not too happy.
But not too sad either.
What the hell am I doing? I should be hitting the sack for I have a tutorial at freakin' 9 AM tomorrow.
Gute nacht all ye poor wretched souls.

Listening to: Stanley Clarke & George Duke - Sweet Baby (dad this one's for you! Thanks for playing this song a lot when I was wee kid!)
Wednesday, July 25, 2007, 11:26 p.m.

She's not one I can talk about anything and everything to. And that's not the first time I came face to face with the fact. I really should've known better.
My appetite has been gone for the past three days. With the issue that came last night I don't think I'll eat anything today.
No I'm not on a diet ok. I detest being on a diet. I detest the skinny look more than I detest clogs and high heels. And I wasn't even stressed out until last night. I don't know. My appetite has a life of its own. Now it decided to have a break and is off on vacation somewhere.

Listening to: nothing
Monday, July 23, 2007, 09:05 a.m.

god and my being ungodly...
Thank you God for the revelation.
Even if it's meant to be a severe punishment for what I did to upset you I still think of it as your way to show your love.
Thank you God. How can I ever thank you for showing the utmost love when I'm so undeserving of it. And I'm sorry. I truly am.

Listening to: nothing
Sunday, July 22, 2007, 11:20 p.m.
19. 20. 21. 22. 23. 24. Grew up in Indonesia, currently resides in Auckland, New Zealand. UI alumna, a third year at AU doing a BA in English Literature and Films, next stop is either Yale or NUS. Into photography, world music, graphic design, and whatnot.
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The picture was taken by yours truly in Northhead, Devonport, on April 21 2007 using a Nikon D70 belonging to The University of Auckland's Photography Society. As usual, the layout was coded by me and other images except the ones for fanlistings, cliques, and quizzes were created by me as well using Adobe Photoshop 7.0. Don't steal.


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