my giant shell...

fellow starbuckers and Kiwi guys that would do anything to bang Asian chicks
God how I love hanging out with Renee at our main haunt, the Symonds St. Starbucks.
Just tonight as I was hanging out all alone at Starbucks sans Renee because she has an exam first thing in the morning tomorrow, it hit me that I had an equivalent of Miss Taylor in Indo. Henny and I would hang out at Starbucks at Skyline Building when I'm home. And that branch of The Bux (my petname for Starbucks...if you've known me long enough you should notice that it's an infamous Isyana trait to nickname everyone and everything) has been our meeting point since...I think early 2004. Then in September that same year Hen took off to London to do postrgrade studies in education at King's College, I got really sad (so sad that my mum felt it necessary to take me to Thai Express, one of my fave eateries back home, and blabbed about it to Auntie Ira on the phone) and I avoided going to that brunch of The Bux until my departure to NZ in July 2005. Didn't go there again until November 2005 when Henny had returned to Indo for good having finished her studies and I was on my first vacation since moving to Kiwiland. I'm sooo looking forward to this so come November 21 and the guys at the Skyline Building Starbucks can expect the return of their two chirpiest costumers any moment! Hahahaha....
I haven't seen Jared Dickson in eons. Dude is off to Indo as well on vacation (his uncle's shouting him - lucky bloke!) but I have no idea when he's actually leaving. I wonder what happened to the dude? I haven't seen him at AV library and Gloria Jean's at Borders, two of his main haunts (well, not really...I think - it just so happens that those two are among my main hang-outs as well) in ages and when I last saw him, in mid September I think, I told him I'd be travelling through NZ this summer. For shame. I wish I had his digits. It would be cool to arrange meet-ups once we're in Indo, showing him around and everything.
Oh and don't get me wrong. Jared's hot and we're very friendly to each other (as Caleb Matafeo would put it) but we're the perfect posterkids for platonic love. So no, I don't fancy him, and he doesn't fancy me as he fancies Asian chicks (and by Asian I mean East Asian, so think Japanese, Koreans, Chinese...)
Speaking of which, why oh why am I surrounded by Kiwi guys having a penchant for Asian gals? Caleb's dating one. And when I was doing Asian 302, the Kiwi guys in my class (most of them, methinks) had Asian girlfriends. No no it's not a bad thing, just odd.
Alright, signing off. Good night Auckland.

Listening to: Nothing
Sunday, November 11, 2007, 09:30 p.m.

god at least I sat both exams and you so did not.
There's nothing like knowing you're in your prime.
And telling the guy who said you had his 'deepest sympathy', for whatever purpose and in whatever sense, to fuck off.
And that nothing lasts forever.

Listening to: Cher - Strong Enough
Saturday, November 10, 2007, 06:49 p.m.

maybe i should join the likes of adrian mole and rae earl...
Bought a book on a whim at Dymocks today. The first time I used their loyalty card since I got it aaagggeesss ago. It's called My Fat, Mad Teenage Diary. Yea, it's another diary-type novels courtesy of the working class English literature. I think this is the third title of the kind that I got my hands on. My absolute favorite is Adrian Mole. Back in 2004, I read a 'diary' of this chick...can't recall the name, but she's much luckier than Adrian - dating the hottest bloke at school, appointed captain for the girls' cricket (?) team. The book also comes in series and I had enough after reading one book because it tries so hard at being funny it comes out ridiculous and over the top. My Fat, Mad Teenage Diary is based on true, day-to-day accounts of Rachel 'Rae' Earl, and I'm merely on page 33 at the moment, but I have a feeling it's basically about the usual shit every teenager has to go through.
Then an idea struck me like a lightning. This would make a perfect gift for my 17-year-old cousin Marsha. Well it doesn't look like Mush is in desperate need of man love like 17-year-old Rae, but I guess it will be interesting for her to have an insight on what life was like just before she was born. The book is set in 1989 (Mush first said hi to the world in 1990), so expect a lot of Kylie, Jason, Debbie, and co!
To me the book is a refreshment from the array of coursepacks and 19th century novels I had to devour for my exams. And yes, given my nostalgic nature, I was first attracted by the novel's setting. As soon as I got the book in the Dymocks bag I was like, 'What have I got myself into?' then Mush came to mind. So yea, I'm reading it at the moment and trying to keep it looking brand spanking new for my darling cousin. So it means I must always remind myself to refrain from my habit of folding the top corner to mark a page!
I have nothing else to blog about, so quizzes.

You Make a Great First Impression
You can handle almost any social situation with grace, even the tricky ones.
Strangers often find you charming and interesting. You are often remembered fondly.
Even if you're not naturally outgoing, you can make conversation with anyone if you need to.

Whether you were born this way or had to work to get here, you are definitely charismatic.
You're popular and well liked. People definitely look forward to being around you.
Your social connections bring you a full and rich life. You understand how important it is to make a lasting impression.

Not a Player, But You Dabble In the Game.
Sometimes a girl just wants to have fun- and when it's fun you're after, you get it.
But when you want a relationship, you seem to score that as well.
What you want changes from day to day� and from guy to guy.
Luckily, you've got the skills to get whatever you want - and pass the leftovers on to your friends.

Listening to: Sugababes - About You
Friday, November 9, 2007, 09:15 p.m.

quick fix on what im up to
Hey guys.
Miss me ah?
Just finished exams. Man. Four exams for three days on end, two in the first exam day. It never happened to me before, and when it did it was like going to the gallows.
Except I came off alive.
Well, at least physically.
In other news, I'm going home on the 21st. Indo people rejoice.
Rotorua can wait. So can Christchurch and Wellington.
The plan hit me all of a sudden last week, after I discovered the most wretched thing. I can't bear spending the holidays in NZ because of that. So yea, will be in Indo until January 3, again just before summer school starts.
And he knows what it is. The wretched thing.

Listening to: Nothing...can't find a matching song. The jukebox in the head is in repair.
Thursday, November 8, 2007, 10:00 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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