Isyana (Nana to Indo peeps). 23. Taurean. Auckland, Aotearoa. Second year (starting July 2006) BA at UofA. Dip. Arts holder from UI. Naturally hot-tempered but she manages. Color-coordinated most of the time. Usually knows more than she lets on. Prefers writing to talking. Good books (she doesn't read what you call chicklit and teenlit), photography, graphic design, travels, the internet. Lives in her Giordano jeans and mostly pink-hued Polo tees. Went solo to her high school prom. More?
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So yeah, have a blessed Eid my Muslim brothers and sisters. Allah bless you, remember that.Listening to: Yusuf Islam - A is for Allah
Tuesday, October 24, 2006, 02:35 a.m.
umwum...Listening to: Keiko Matsui - Safari
Hello guys! Had such a good day yesterday, although I ended up feeling faint after having a Korean lamb barbecue for supper. My highlight was probably reading children's books to the Napianto babies. While I was reading four-year-old Haikal couldn't take his eyes off my face and his two-year-old sister Hapsha played with my right earring *collective aawws* Then Haikal asked me to read him articles off an automotive magazine. Hahahaha...so young and already shown a penchant for cars.
EDIT: Tangled in the same problem again, aren't we, aye mate? Well here go my two cents...Make up your mind and stick to your decision. That simple, but it takes a lot of will. There's no getting around it, but treating it like your degree and believing that there are lots of things to come in our young lives will make it a lot easier.
My uni has recently made it to the top 50 of The Times Higher Education Supplement world university rankings, going up an awesome six notches from the 52nd last year to the 46th!!! YEE HAW!!! GO AUCKLAND GO AUCKLAND GO!!!!
Oh goodness I think I'm at my pimpliest...I've been switching facial care products from The Body Shop to Oil of Olay to T-Zone. Yeah, yeah, my bad...I shouldn't let my whims win all the time. It looks like T-Zone doesn't suit my skin, because not only does my skin get itchy but good heavens look at those zits! And they're black too! Eeeew. I'm soo going back to Oil of Olay.
Ok ok...I'm not doing very well academic-wise. The only grade I'm proud of is the B- for my second English 240 assignment. This is the second time I got a B- in this paper, but I'm more of this B- than of the previous one because I started the essay just four days before it was due! Hahahaha...Had I started a week prior I'd probably have gotten an A!
Monday, October 23, 2006, 12:37 a.m.
oh, such a vanity fair...Listening to: nothing
You never know what I know. You never know what I foresee.
Don't lie to me. Lies aren't a good thing. They never are.
And I'm fully aware you're there, watching my every move. If you think you're slick because you're reading 'what you're not supposed to read', well...tell you what buddy, everything I put up here is meant to be read.
New additions to my criteria of an ideal job. I want to use my good long term memory, instincs and curiosity to the max and not get into trouble. I want my time spent to read detective novels as a kid to pay off.
Oh and...on a totally irrelevant note, believe it or not, my second ex boyfriend's started to flirt with me again...If you're my long-time reader, you know that he's four years late.
Sunday, October 22, 2006, 03:34 a.m.
hm...decision, decisionListening to: nothing
You know, I'm seriously thinking of dumping people I'm obliged to be nice to and keeping those I genuinely like.
So when you never hear from me anymore you'll know you never really have a place in my heart.
Oh, and I'm pleased to let you know that I NEVER miss my maid while I'm here. I don't even miss Ramadan and Eid at home. It's sooo pretty damn sickening to have a gazillion of Happy Ramadan commercials moments before the Azan Maghrib and smile at and shake hands with random strangers you're unlikely to ever meet again at Eid.
Yes, if you haven't noticed already, I have zero tolerance for lay people. Maybe I'll be able to overlook this someday, but I don't know when that someday will come.
EDIT: Tom's gonna direct next year's Summer Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice. Gee I'm proud of him. Like, really proud. I wish I could tell him that to his face.
I've been in Auckland for almost 1,5 years yet...my vocabulary doesn't seem to grow.
Saturday, October 21, 2006, 01:59 a.m.
hum. no pagename.Listening to: nothing
This is weird. When you're embarking on puberty people don't want to accept that you're too old for Barbie and Tamagotchi. They don't want to face the fact that you're now too embarassed to go out looking like Pippy Longstocking and aware that the guy/girl next door is hot. That's what happens when you're 13. People wish you didn't start growing up so soon.
But things are stark different when you're 23. In people's minds you're 32, and they wonder why you're not married, why you're saving toward travelling instead of a family, why there's no increase in your pay, and why you're wearing pastel colors! They raise eyebrows when they find out you just want to enjoy the world as a full-fledged adult, something you didn't get to do as a teen. Do you see what I mean? When you're 13 people want you to be a kid forever, and when you're 23 they can't wait for you to be a gran.
Aaaaw man. Thanks for making me REALLY wanna go home.
My bro's begging me to buy him...absinthe lately. WTH? Can't he get it in Japan?
Thursday, October 19, 2006, 11:49 a.m.