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Nana. 22 on May 14. Recent college graduate. Currently self-employed. Extemely: moody, critical, lazy (sometimes). Eldest of two. Indonesian passport. Will relocate to Auckland, New Zealand, in June. More?

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    Hokay. Now this layout is ENTIRELY by me. Images edited on Adobe Photoshop CS and HTML coded manually (I need to get my Dreamweaver back). No more borrowed background images. Don't ask me who the girl over there is...I stole her picture off some online magazine for my project in reading class, last year. As usual, it's best viewed on IE 5.0+ with any resolution and 32 color bits. Steal and be the subject of "what goes around comes around." Select past layouts?

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    I wanna believe in the power of love baby...
    Xiexie Jean for the e-card! LOL. This is the first time someone ever sent me a self-made e-card :) What, you quit blogging again? Don't tell me you plan on emerging again at a new location! LOL. You're just like Aiko when it comes to blogging...
    So. Hokay. New age. Oh god my family will push me more to find a boyfriend and get married. Particularly my grandma since she's most likely to be motivated by her mum and eldest sister. They both live to see their great grandchildren, so why shouldn't she, right? Well I certainly hope my grandparents will live until I've found the right guy and we're ready to tie the knot, no matter how long it will take me...
    Speaking of my grandparents, they gave me a box of cake as a birthday present, as opposed to giving me cash in the previous years. What happened? Are they still pissed off with me because of the Jamie incident? But we're on speaking terms already! BTW, talking about Jamie...I thought Ricky was the biggest asshole I knew.

    Listening to: Power of Love - Boa
    Monday, May 16, 2005, 09:38 a.m.

    bday dinner pix!
    Hokay...as always, I had a birthday dinner with my family with The Ritz-Carlton last night...And we took pix! LOL. I got a birthday cake and sung Happy Birthday To You at by some of the waiters. Hahahah :) Well actually I wasn't supposed to get all that since we didn't reserve our table beforehand, but what the hell...it was my birthday and I wanted a traditional celebration, so I told a waiter I'd love to have a birthday cake. Pix are as follows...

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    Semi candid. Actually I wanted to pose "nicely", but the waiter took the picture as I looked up at the camera after blowing the candle...

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    My kids cuz and I. Clockwise from left: Ailsa (9), her sis Nadya (12), Marsha (14), me.

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    Us again...

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    The man next to me is my uncle, Ailsa and Nadya's dad. I lifted up my hand just to show off my brand-spanking-new Guess watch! Hehehehe :) Finally, after six consecutive years of Swatch Skin watches...BTW Yasmina, you must be so curious about the bowed present you asked what it was on both Friendster and this blog. LOL. Well it was that wristwatch...from my parents.

    Anyway, my bro's soo farking homesick! LOL. Here's an MSN conversation taking place yesterday as evidence.
    Him: Happy birthday!
    Me: Thanks. Send a Takeshi Kaneshiro look-alike over here as a present!
    Him: You'd better send me siomay, ketoprak, satay...
    For those uninitiated, ketoprak, siomay, and satay are three of our tradional foods. According to many people, Indos don't become "brain drain" in foreign countries like the Chinese and the Indians because we always come home for real good tradional foods! LOL.

    Listening to: Everybody's Changing - Keane
    Sunday, May 15, 2005, 10:33 a.m.


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    From now on I have to practice saying "I" and "22" in one breath. God still loves me. I know lots of people who didn't live to my new age.
    And I forgot what I wanted to write about. Oh, now I remember. I just loove being a biographer. LOL. Just yesterday I learned a secret about the Jap actor...And it was a top secret! LOL. I learned it not from his assistant (with whom I've been mates for the past year), not his manager...but from...can't tell you. LOL. Don't worry girls, he's truly versatile, and most importantly STRAIGHT, and I don't fake any fact in the bio. I don't even claim he'd known what he wanted to be since he was two, like most celeb biographers do. This is one of the perks of being a biographer: Learning juicy secrets that will sooner or later make E!'s 101 Hollywood Secrets.

    Listening to: Snow On The Sahara - Anggun
    Saturday, May 14, 2005, 09:06 a.m.

    break those pillars down
    Oh god. The threshold of my 21st year. As my 20s drag on, I still have no idea of what I REALLY want in life, and at this moment I'm still waiting for my departure to Maoriland, hoping it will change my destiny. Different zip code, different area, different boys, as Marcel puts it. LOL. Well certainly there's more to life than boys.
    I wonder if this was what she felt before deciding to remove me from her life. She might have felt intimidated by me, though I never know the reason why because I myself envied her a lot (still do), I just didn't show it. Who can stand being near someone that you think is suprior to yourself, no matter how sincerely kind s/he is? Now this is what I feel towards another girl, a certain girl. Her beauty alone turns me into a green she-monster. Not to mention her many talents. And she gets to hang out with all these hot guys. Maybe, just maybe, I'll finally decide to remove her from my life. I'll just do it nicely, not roughly like the other girl did me. Honey, if you don't find me around anymore, or think I try to avoid you, trust me I don't mean to be cruel. It's just me being weird. And it's not about you. It's about me.

    Listening to: Love to Love You - The Corrs
    Friday, May 13, 2005, 08:47 a.m.

    Ya nasib, ya nasib...
    Hokay...ngga tau kenapa ini tau-tau pengen ngeblog pake Indo...Kemakan si Kikie kali yaks. Hohoho...Ehem. Jadi sodara-sodara, kemarin pas gue lagi cari komik Shonen Mags buat adek gue tercinta di Jepun sono, tebak gue ketemu siapa? Kecengan jaman SMU! Lagi-lagi makhluk blesteran Jerman. Hwidih. Seneng aja gue ketemu dia, setelah 3 taon lebih kagak ngeliat tampangnya...meskipun, well, dia bawa cewek. Kita ngga teguran sih, abis dari masih sama-sama skul di 82 aja kita ngga pernah ngobrol. And malemnya gue nemu Friendster dia!!! Kok di sono dibilang single yah? Hehe :)

    Lagi ngedengerin: Nasib Anak Kost - P Proejct
    Thursday, May 12, 2005, 10:18 a.m.

    I'd rather rescue myself
    My cellphone beeped. An sms from a friend, saying the king of my heart was at the mall I had just left. I immediately told my chaffeur to drive me back to the mall.
    There I was, in the lobby of the mall. I wandered, wandered, and wandered. I had no idea where exactly this guy was. The same friend texted me again, saying he was at a pizza parlor. I pondered, pondered, and pondered. This might very well be my last chance of meeting this man - the holder of my heart, no matter how unworthy - for he is leaving to serve his nation in a matter of days. But one thing was certain: If I gave him my presence, I would lose my face. My pride was, is, and will always be more important, and I did not want to make the same mistake for the umpteenth time. Thus, I decided to rescue myself. Evidence that my common sense is still in good health. I headed to another mall to do what my mother told me to. But before I did so I looked back time and again, hoping he would burst out of the crowd calling out my name. No, it would never happen. My life is no cheap romance novel.
    A Thursday, and the day after, many a week ago. The only time you were happy to see me. The only time I saw lust in your pretty eyes. Another Thursday, also many a week ago. The only time our mutual friend told me you blushed and smiled at the mention of my name. I will cherish it forever. Hold it dear in my heart.

    Listening to: Time To Say Goodbye - Andrea Bocelli & Sarah Brightman
    Wednesday, May 11, 2005, 07:03 p.m.