my giant shell...

a little insightful
Apparently I have become boring. And lazy as fuck.
It takes me ages to get from A to B, to get my bum from the computer to the shower.
As for not writing much of late, well nowadays I feel like keeping to myself.
People keep asking me if my parents are loaded. Are they? I personally think they are. Otherwise I wouldn't be here living la bella vita as an international student cum spoiled brat. You don't have to point out to me that there are heaps of other people raking in more cash than do my olds. My own best buddies, the Buni sisters, are high-flying girls who shop when they want to (which is VERY often). They're currently on vacation somewhere in USA and God knows where their next destination is. And just in April they got back from a five-month trip around the world. To top it all off, they always travel in style. Am I jealous? No. I'm quite content where I am. I'm living the life the 19-year-old me could only dream of. It's contentment that makes me rich, and it should do the same to you. Your parents are rich. You are rich. Next time someone asks you if your parents are wealthy say yes, even if you're sporting Warrior shoes (hahahaha do they still exist in Indo?). Because, well, damn right you are. Otherwise you wouldn't be in school would you?
Ok, signing off. My tum's been nagging me for lunchie munchie!

Listening to: nothing
Tuesday, June 12, 2007, 12:55 p.m.

Ok. I had my only exam this semester today and yeup, you guessed it, I screwed it again. It was FTVMS 320 and people have complained on how hard the paper is and although I never complain I haven't been doing well. I've no idea if the exam's gonna help, since I, well, screwed it. In fact I screwed all three of my papers this semester. I'm only doing three, but being a third year my workload was so much that I always ran out of time. I guess I should be absolutely lucky to pass all with a C-. I wouldn't care. But until the results come out I don't think I'll be able to sleep well. Meanwhile I'll be tossing and turning in bed...

Listening to: Zeljko Joksimovic - Lepa Si Ko Beginja
Monday, June 11, 2007, 11:22 p.m.

apparently i have the potential to be a tranny
Your Inner Gender is Male
You are rational, matter of fact, and quite dominant.
You like to get things done, without any emotional messiness.
You truly don't understand most women. And you definitely feel more comfortable around men.
No doubt about it. You're a guy - at least on the inside.

That and a Spark test whose result has no code and therefore can't be copied and pasted show that I'm a man trapped in the body of a woman. But seriously, I don't think there's anything mannish about me. I'm about as feminine as you can get.
Why oh why am I so obsessed with pizza lately?

Listening to: Isyana Hates Emo Johnny Hates Jazz - Shattered Dreams
Sunday, June 10, 2007, 01:43 a.m.

isyana is pissed. yet again.
Ok. Gggrrrr. Aaaarrrggghh. I. Am. So. Pissed off.
Where to begin.
Ok, from the very beginning.
I was at the Imax Starbucks trying to study for the FTVMS exam when all of a sudden some stranger, a guy, interrupted. He asked me what model my phone was because he was interested in swapping his phone with one like mine at Dick Smith. Since he kept talking, I invited him to take the seat across from me. Well, that turned out to be a bad, bad move because he really wouldn't stop talking! Then he started talking about his dad who left his mum 16 years ago, and while I didn't mind him talking about personal stuff (well kinda...I mean, who in their right mind would tell a total stranger about their family conflicts?), what got on my nerves was that he ended each of his sentences with, 'Is that funny?' Yeh. Very funny. Now try telling that to the next girl and see if she cracks up. Good luck buddy boy.
And then he asked me where I was from, to which I said Indonesia. He said something about Phuket being hit by tsunami in 2004 and asked if my family was affected and I said no, Phuket is in Thailand, my family is in Jakarta and Jakarta was unaffected by the tsunami. From tsunami we moved on to the Bali bombing and he asked me about other bombings taking place in my home sweet home (typical. Indonesia=bombsite. Sigh). When we got the 2003 Mariott Hotel bombing, he asked what the heck the Mariott was (sheesh) and he asked me if it made the headline all over the world. I said I guessed so, to which he asked how come the Bali bombing set the world ablaze while he hardly heard about the Mariott one, and I didn't have to answer that because he went on to yap about how important news like the Mariott bombing didn't make it to CNN whereas news like Paris Hilton heading off to prison does because some people would do anything to be in the news and the news people sensationalized it. Good theory man. Beats those of Freud's.
And then, upon seeing my FTVMS coursepack open wide on my laps, he went, 'Don't tell me you're a student! Are you still learning English, like phrase by phrase, word by word?' AAAAARRRGGHH. This is getting aggravating! I said yes, I'm a student, I wonder why you can't tell from the way I nod to each word you say while keeping my sight fixed on my textbook and no, I've just finished three 3,000 word-long essays in the damn language. Seriously, how stupid could this guy get? Soon afterward his mates showed up, and one of them is a beggar I often see in town. What do we have here, white trash nation reps? Oh god. I had to get to get out of here quick. While I was packing up I met the gaze of a guy sitting near us. He smiled at me as if saying, 'Weird you tolerated that man for longer than ten minutes.' Yes, weird indeed.
But as soon as I was out of Starbucks, it got me thinking. Had that happened when I was 22, I would've sat with them longer, until the 'Bucks closed. The guy would've asked me for my digits, I'd have given him, and we would've been friends. Or worse, a couple. That's how my only Kiwi ex and I got together, and I actually dated him out of pity. He kept talking about how he had cancer as a kid, how his family disowned him, how America sold weapons to other countries to get a hold of the world, and smoked pot at the same time. Pity I actually had pity for this kind of people. But now I couldn't care less. They could hang themselves and still they would get my cold shoulder. I'm glad age gets the better of me.

Listening to: nothing
Thursday, June 7, 2007, 12:15 a.m.

again...a nostalgia entry
God I'm sooo overcome with nostalgia nowadays. I regulars would go, 'When are you not?' LOL. I browsed Jordan Knight on Monday when I was supposed to be working on my last essay (hahahahaha. But it's handed in now) and I found out he's released two very good albums: Jordan Knight Performs New Kids On The Block and Love Songs. In the first album he performs much loved NKOTB hits with new arrangements. He 'slows down the upbeat ones and speeds up the slow ones' as one listener puts it. Well I've previewed all the songs in the album and while I like most of it I don't like what he does to Step by Step and If You Go Away. Give me the original anytime. For If You Go Away, Jordan seems unable to keep up with the song. I mean, the song's meant to be sung by more than one singer (in NKTOB's case it's a duet by Jordan and Joey McIntyre, the Ronan Keating and Stephen Gately of the group) and Joey's high-pitched voice compliments the song perfectly.
In Love Songs, it's mostly covers of old, uh, love songs. I love one of his originals, Say Goodbye which is a duet with fellow former '80s/'90s superstar Deborah Gibson (back then she was known as Debbie Gibson). And his rendition of Careless Whisper. Hahaha god I love the song and its covers. I have my own rendition too and it's different from most I've heard but I don't have a sweet singing voice hahahaha.

That's the video of NKOTB's If You Go Away. Marks the beginning of the end as this is probably their last hit out of their last album Face The Music, out in 1994. It's so tragic that such a beautiful song should be their last hit eh. The lyrics are corny though, and I can't even sing along to it because of the excessive use of 'girl' and if I change it to 'boy' it would sound cornier. And I dig the video. It's the most sophisticated out of all their videos, hightlighting that they're over the phase of chasing after girls at theme parks and trying too hard to be grunge/gangsta.

Listening to: Joey McIntryre - Dance Like That
Wednesday, June 6, 2007, 11:05 a.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, Davenport, 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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