April 2011
2 posts
I rock
my bottom whenever I hit rock bottom.
I used
mosquito repellent lotion that smells like orange half an hour ago. Am now tempted to lick myself. Does this means I have suicidal tendency?
November 2010
1 post
October 2010
1 post
September 2010
2 posts
I'm not
the kind of person that can share a table while working. If we must, please try all you can not to disturb my work by any means. I bark.
I need
someone to teach me personally how to nurture someone’s ego. It’s harder than any job I’ve ever taken. Seriously. I’m willing to pay by the hour.
August 2010
9 posts
I hate
the fact that I do read names that appear on screen while the film’s starting when I realize that certain dead character’s reappearing on TV series.
I pity
those cats in front of my house. If you meooww and purrr loudly at 2 AM, of course people are gonna throw stones at you. After 2 hours of flirting for nothing, go figure. Try quiet sex.
I think
Blackberry is a virus that makes people automatically start asking for pin numbers like there are no other possible device.
I love
that however crappy the government and political slash religious organization in my country are, so many people think that Upacara Bendera digital is still worth attending.
I live in a country where internal conflict of... →
I love
the smell of these baby wipes so much that now I’m mopping the floor with it. It smells fruity. My mom would so freaked if she knew. Okay, now I’m back to being 5.
I used
to hate the feel of new sheets because they are so crisp and tight. Now I’m rolling around in bed thinking, it’s not so bad, they smell nice. Must be signs of turning 28.
I wish
I can be the kind of girl that loves pink and happy ending Korean movies. But unfortunately I’m not, so I’ll just have to live with that.
I don't
know whether I should be proud or ashamed. I have become the mayor of Pasar Senen on Foursquare.
July 2010
2 posts
I mix
better with the nerds. As crowded as it was last weekend during the Computer Festival, the crowd maintained their respectful distance and was never as annoying as those who pushed and pulled during Kemang Festival or any other Festival where silly girls and their silly mothers are attending. Mothers seem to always think of me as their long-lost daughter, as they never fail to touch my back while...
I was
rooting for #NED yesterday because I’ve always wanted to live there. It’s a place where everything weird seems normal.
June 2010
12 posts
I want
it so bad that I googled the recipe.
Butterbeer Recipe from Mugglenet
Ingredients:
1 cup (8 oz) club soda or cream soda
½ cup (4 oz) butterscotch syrup (ice cream topping)
½ tablespoon butter
Directions: Step 1: Measure butterscotch and butter into a 2 cup (16 oz) glass. Microwave on high for 1 to 1½ minutes, or until syrup is bubbly and butter is completely incorporated. Step 2: Stir and...
I worked
my ass off to have the life I’m living, so yeah, while I sip a cup of my super expensive coffee like you said, I will wave my hand to you cheerfully in terms of rejecting and donate my money to a better cause other than clapping hands.
At least have the courtesy to sing when you’re begging for money.
I love Piers Morgan because he makes Celebrity... →
With all the knight’s costume and his funny sarcastic remarks and for sounding a bit like Hugh Grant but smarter? No wonder Trump kept him.
I have
always wanted a small wedding. Even as a little girl, all I imagined for the big day is looking in the eyes of the one I love. Whereas in where I live, with all the relations and relatives and relations of relatives, a small wedding is probably because of a pregnant bride.
No, I’m not planning any soon. This is just a result of a wedding frenzy I witnessed.
I could be wrong, I could be right.
Public Image...
I am
a child at heart. Apparently, the cure to my sleepless nights are bedtime stories that they call podcasts nowadays. Click here to listen to one of the stories I’ve read over and over again since kindergarten.
I believe
that whatever our beliefs are, protecting our heads while riding motorcycles in groups at the speed of 60 km/hr can’t possibly be done by wearing hats made out of cloth (tolong yg bawa bendera pentung temen sebelahnya).
“The reason women don’t play football is because eleven of them would never...”
– I love this Phyllis Diller.
I like to grumble. And I mumble. Feel free to... →
WatchI heart Jonsi.
You wished silence, released noise in tremors You wish, I know it, surrender to summer We should always know that we can do everything
May 2010
1 post
I wish
insert and delete buttons are faraway from each other. They create more problems than solve them if put together closely.
April 2010
13 posts
I like
to eat with a fork. You get to pick what you want with a fork. A spoon is way too big and you get all in one swoop. But then again there’s always people who said that I am sok-bule.
Too bad I haven’t learned how to eat using my foot.
I remember
this one particular night, where we did a road trip from Karawaci-Cinere-Karawaci, while I was holding a chocolate bar. I was sitting in the back of the car enjoying the trip, but in the end when we arrived, I completely melt the chocolate bar to a chocolate spread.
Congrats for the beautiful wedding last Saturday!
I should probably find Professor X and confirm my ability.
I feel like
telling them, that if you know, at times, you feel the urge to check out other girls’ looks, please wear these things separately: eyeliner, beer bottle on one hand, untied boots, and chain smoking on the other hand.
Otherwise, please learn to act careless from people nowadays who wear tiny tees and hipster blue jeans like it’s still 1995.
I'm invited
to this event, and according to Facebook it’s next Saturday. What should I wear? I’m not good at interpreting typos so yea let’s attend this Weeding Party.
I enjoy raiding Bag Raiders from back home....
I think
Bodrex should just give up and change the name to Bodrek.
“I offer you my temper with the hope that you would tame me, I only wanna be your...”
– I can’t stop mumbling this one from Hot Chip.
I feel like
taking a vacation from my life for a week or two and then return like I never leave. By then should it be called Good Friday.
March 2010
7 posts
I received
a large Winrar file today that took ages to download. It’s pretty much like 2 weeks from Christmas and it’s budding presents under your tree.
I was just thinking
that my supposedly cheap cell phone provider should have let us pay to keep them from calling with promotions and stuff. Because I would gladly do that to stop them from saying good morning and please download our newest ring back tone when it’s friggin 7:48 in the morning, and yes it’s a Saturday. So, there, __________________________________ (insert curses here).
I feel
a bit guilty with all these praying out loud 5 times a day-singing out loud on Sunday that surround me. And I’m only sending God my thoughts on random things. Do you count that as a conversational skill?
I'm really down to earth
is not something you should say unless you’re very a small tree.
