spoil it all by saying something stupid...Listening to: Nicole Kidman and Robbie Williams - Something Stupid
I should stop wanting what they've got. And mum, this is your fault as much as mine.
Jesse McCartney is performing live in concert tonight at Civic Theatre! It's near my school...There will be a lot of screaming! LOL. I'm not gonna see him because his music is too young for me, but it's my source of amusement how he resembles another pop tart, Aaron Carter, so much.
It's offical! Britney Spears is now a proud mummy of a baby boy! I hope she and Kevin don't follow the the lead of most Hollywood stars by giving the boy a ridiculous name (like, what were Gwyneth Paltrow and Chris Martin thinking when they named their daughter Apple?). Omigod, doesn't it seem like yesterday when she broke into the scene with Baby One More Time? Not even seven years ago! She had just turned 17 at that time and had a kiddy body at that time, skinny and flat-chested. Oh, and I heart the website. It's fairy tale-ish.
I have a love-hate relationship with tabloids. Well you know why I love them...but on the other hand I hate them for over-scrutinizing celebs. So what if they're caught wearing the same clothes more than once? Normal mortals wear the same clothes more than once, and these celebs are not different. Maybe it would be better if we switched to the "picture personality system" where actors and musicians get exposure only for their professional realms. The "star system" is too much of a hassle.
Sunday, September 18, 2005, 07:56 a.m.
hm.Listening to: P.Y.T - Same Ol' Same Ol'
Heyah! Guess what! I. ACED. THE INTERVIEW! YEEHAW! WOOHOO! No stuttering, no grammatical mistakes, no fillers. And I maintained eye contact throughout the interview! Yayness. LOL. They promised to get back to me in a couple of weeks. God let me get the job...
That was the only up of yesterday. My first FTVMS assignment mark is out and I got a...super duper measly D+. No kidding. It's sooo not fair! I mean, I put a lot of hard work into the essay! I've started to worry whether or not I'll pass. I have to pass this class, even with a C. But anyway, the second paper is not about the techniques, so I'll do better...I guess. I don't set a high a target for this one, just a B-.
Liv and I had a super lengthy talk in the computer room at The Student Commons, and I was surprised no one told us to have the conversation outside, since I was kinda loud. LOL. She really is a true intellectual, which sort of brought me even more down. As I've guessed, she got an A+ our the first English 121 essay, while I only got a B+. And she's a marine biology major who minors in English! How cool is that! She also reads Shakespeare, Hemingway, and knows a lot about her country's geography (I admit I don't know much about Indonesia)...Talking with her made me look like an idiot, but I was cheered up when she said in Norway, where she's from (I thought she was from Denmark), it was normal for people to get their bachelor's degrees at 25 since they literally had to memorize all their textbooks. And she pointed out that it was more important to really know your subjects than graduate young and not really master your subjects and therefore disappoint your employers. Oh, she also gave me some job interview tips which later proved to be useful! So all in all it was good to talk to her...
You know what I really hate about myself? It's when I have long talks in English, there's usually one or two parts of my speeches that are full of errors, e.g. grammatical errors, stuttering, or unclear pronounciation. Like when I talked to Liv about the first speed-writing exercise in my English 121 tutorial, I made "start" and "stop" sound alike Liv and other people within earshot probably thought I needed a diction couch. Oh well. If you don't believe that my written English has always been MUCH BETTER than my oral, you'd better do.
Saturday, September 17, 2005, 06:10 a.m.
blarghListening to: Radiohead - Just
Alright, yesterday was fun. Firstly I had lunch at my favourite Chinese eatery with Hanum and didn't realize I missed English 103 lecture. I thought it was at 3 PM and so when got to the lecture theatre on time I found myself in...an accounting lecture. LOL. And that wasn't the only thing I missed. Prime Minister Helen Clark and her Labour people ACTUALLY CAME TO CAMPUS to campaign (NZ is having an election either this weekend or the next) and she had her speech at The Quad. Damn! I wish I had known and brought my digicam so I could've shown the world a picture of myself and one of the most important politicians in the world. Then I watched Alfred Hitchcock's Pscycho with Bede Maclaurin in the audio visual library after school. He's a really fun guy. We had a long chat before the movie, and we exchanged numbers (I asked first. Don't ask.)
Interview is today. I NEED ALL THE LUCK IN THE WORLD TO ACE THIS INTERVIEW! Everyone please get down on your knees and pray for me!KATHY!!!! Omigod! I'm sooo happy and proud of you! Congratulations on the job! After Marisa, Irene and her, I hope I'll be the next 22-year-old gal in the circle to secure a steady job...And talking about being 22, it's fun to realize that just five years ago you were a high schooler who had no care in the world and didn't know what to do with life. Then college/university ended before you knew it and you suddenly find yourself having either a career or a family of your own...or both.
Anyone remembers teenlit author Rachmania Arunita? A little flashback, in 2003 her book Eiffel I'm In Love was made into a major movie, and a year later came the sequel. Well maybe I'm late on the news, but the 20-year-old is now a mum! LOL. I read about her pregnancy online in the August 27 issue of Riau Post. It said that the baby was due in mid-September and it's ALREADY mid-September! So yea, congrats to Nia (yes I know her...kinda. She was in my religion class in my last year at The UI) and her 35-year-old hubby on the bundle of joy!
Nia's only 20 yet she's already had a husband and a child. She tied the knot at 18. My mate Messa is 21 and she's on the same boat as Nia. And they're only two examples. God people marry younger and younger nowadays. I won't be surprised if less than ten years from now 25-year-old single girls will be considered spinsters...My verdict: How backward!
Ok, gotta sign off. Must learn about Sky City for the interview!
Friday, September 16, 2005, 05:38 a.m.
panjang bangetIf you're heavier than your ideal weight you absolutely don't wear ill-fitting jeans. They will only boast your fat and cellulite.
I admit I'm not always a fashion plate. Once in a while I'm a fashion disaster. However, I do have fashion no-nos that I'm sure even the most celebrated fashionistas will agree with.
You don't wear a tweed overcoat in a tropical country and wear a tankini in a four-season one, especially in the beginning of spring.
Off the topic, I met Johnny (well since his real name is Jonathan, it should be spelled J-O-N-N-Y but I like J-O-H-N-N-Y better) yesterday, and as you know it was unexpected! I usually meet him on either Monday or Friday, but mostly Monday. I love it when he kids me, like when he told me he would call me Sarah from then on because he could never remember my name. LOL. Here's a snippet of the conversation...
Me: Do you have a middle name?
Me: Mine's Adriani.
Johnny: It's just as hard as your first name.
Johnny: It is. How about if I call you Sarah from now on?
Me: No way! It's not my name!
Johnny: But it suits you! You speak English. So next time we meet at the bus stop I'll say, "Hi Sarah." and you'll say, "Hi Johnny! Hey it's not my name!"
Me: That's ridiculous.
Johnny: But I swear the name suits you! Next time when I talk about "Sarah" with my mates, they'll know I'm talking about you.
Me: That's even more ridiculous. I don't know any of your mates.
Johnny: You will pretty soon.
What the heck does speaking English have to do with the name Sarah? Oh and I still don't have his number. Just didn't have the guts to ask for it.
Must. Stop. Shopping. I only have about $765 left in my account and my parents won't send any money until next month. Also it's just the middle of September and I can't be certain I'll get that Sky City job. The interview is tomorrow and I need all the luck in the world to ace it!
You know what, in the past month I've been hitting the sack as early as 10 PM, and then I'll wake up at 3 or 4 AM. Sometimes after I wake up at that wee hour I'll turn on my laptop and not go back to sleep or sit on the edge of the bed and go sleep again. Maybe it's all because of the walking...
Oh, and I'm on the rag now. PMS attack might come without warning. Thou hast been warned. Listening to: My Chemical Romance - Helena
Thursday, September 15, 2005, 03.20 a.m.