Post #416 AAAAaaaaaaarrrrrrrggggghhhh is Appropriate

i woke up this morning with a very horrible uncomfortable feeling and i’m pissed all day long because of it. and add that, at only 9am i was curled up in my grandfather’s bed with a blanket, tearful eyes and pookie to wipe ‘em, my blackberry to bitch about it on twitter, and A HORRIBLE PAIN SHOOTING TO MY STOMACH AND CHEST.

grandpapa was out at the time. grandmama was apparently too busy shouting here and there about what the hell my sister’s boyf doing in her room. because my stomach just too upset to care about it so i decided not to give a damn about it.

well, my dear readers, you can truly see that i am not in the best mood: take a look at my language! so here’s the story about my bitter mind and body …

it all started on a very big day in gonzaga, especially for my friends who’s been working awfully (yes, indeed the work was awful) hard on that some say big event. it was only the opening. before the ceremony started, i sneaked passed my ultimate boss to do a very stupid thing: touch the minister’s car (RI 14; he was barely a week in his post as minister!). *oooouukkkaayyy, this is not an important detail*. skip to the chase, after the opening ceremony which i spent recording WBSO under the very horrible heat, i went to look for timothy because i was terribly dizzy and when i found him my head was just awful and he was yellow (well, i saw yellow spots around him, so yes he was yellow to me). i went home sooo early that day and off to the doctor.

“liver. rest, no school. be back here next week and i live in the same neighborhood as boediono.”

crap!

it was november 3rd, 2009. went to school on the 5th to take a remedial test and the rest was hell. sum it up, made it back to school after a week bed rest (which a week should be a month; so timmy said and later the doctor).

well, that resulted in massive weight loss, loads of nights on the bathroom floor (literally!) throwing up, weeks of not drinking milk (this is hell for me: milk is the main source of my appetite and weight gain), and all that yada yada …

“upper right side of my tummy just below the right boob. and when that hurts, it would go right through to the chest and the most awful nausea.”

#nowplaying california gurls – katy perry; #nowwatching twitter for blackberry & blackberry messenger; congrats to miroslav klose, podolski, matthew upson; good luck for frank lampard; the ref, may you go home in one peace, dude –> twitter ain’t your friend on this match.

Post #415 Out of The Sky, I Close My Eyes

this is my attempt on creating abieza’s imagination :)

this is our dream, me and his:

pahyn*ap*uhl rek*ords

laurenziabieza

amen.

Post #414 Funny Chicken Wing Flap Thing

well, the biggest happening in the world right now is “that thing” in south africa, oui? ja! so why don’t i talk about it a bit here ;)

i’m soooo much in love with shakira’s waka waka which is the official theme song for the 2010 world cup :) but it’s not what i’d like to talk about here. i watched the video clip few mornings ago and i can finally understand what a goal meant for the player.

truthfully, i watched football and, of course, waiting for goals. not because i’m rooting for a certain team or the beauty of the goal itself, but the expression of the player who made the goal; a goal is a present, gift, to his country. he’s proud of where he comes from and, even more, proud that he can give that same feeling of proud. he gives back.

i guess, to this day, people laugh when i answered i want to be president. they laugh even louder and with a sarcastic smile they’ll say, “good luck with that” when i promise that i can change this country, to the better. i don’t disagree when some of my friends want to leave this country of ours because there’s nothing to miss about or be proud of. but then, some of them would say that it’s impossible to change. it breaks my heart (i’m not being hyperbolic or anything, but i do) to hear that. yes, i know change is big. hell, we’re talking about indonesia, it is MASSIVE. but if every single person is just going to all busy wrapped up in disappointment and give up, of course it’s hard because no one believe that the impossible can be done. i believe that and i’ll do that impossibility.

honestly, i have this “spirit of nationalism” because i feel that indonesia is a one thing that i’m proud of and feeling this way closes the gap i receive all my life of being a disappointment (or a result of a misact by my disappointing parents). i feel empty, truthfully. i don’t have parents to come home to or to make proud of. hell, i’d rather die than make them proud, what do they did for me if i do such a great deed? that’s why i fill that emptiness with indonesia, the closest thing i can understand and always here with me all my life.

i may be selfish, obnoxious, loud, and over-emotional but i’m no idiot. i’m not dumb. and hell thanks to bad parenting i know betrayal, hatred, lies, loneliness, and all other horrible things one should not learn by the age of seven; i learn it through the hardest way of being loved and not being loved. reading about how hard heroes fought and died to bring independence and a glimpse of dignity to this country, i just feel guilty if what they had worked hard for forgotten just like that. what they had fought for is not something that last forever without perseverance from us right now. it does not going to run on itself, hold on to it and steer.

#nowplaying dream on by aerosmith :’)

Post #413 THE CLAW

i’m not going to make a review of the movie, let it speaks by itself.

what’s cool about the third installment of toy story (which I waited for 11 fucking years!) is that what andy’s going through with in the movie really relates to what’s going on in my life. he’s off to college and wood buzz and the gang become the representation of part of our life that we have to sort; bring it with me or just let go and move on.

why did i put the quote from that three three-eyed little aliens as the title? the claw became the shine of light in the movie. dear lord, they gave up to the incinerator. they are going to burn to ashes. they just bluntly sat there waiting to be destroyed; together all in all. and then those petite little aliens brought the claw to the rescue.

how you take this lesson is all on you :) for me is NEVER TO GIVE UP and however hard the obstacles in store for you TRUST YOURSELF IN GOD :)

this movie will speak on its own and means on however one takes it so i will not say anything about it. it means to me personally and it’ll be my own little adventure. you go watch it, not just promotional here *i work with neither disney nor pixar :9* i’m the kind of kid who grow up with disney movies. they practically raised me to be who i am today (practically because my own parents never spent a second on bringing me up). that’s why this movie is my own personal adventure and joy. i’m sorry, i just won’t share it :9

“he’s been my best friend ever since i could remember” andy on woody.

Post #412 Green Tea Water Bottle

well this has got nothing to do with music or lyrics; just some random words i put together to make an interesting something.

today was hell of a culinary heaven! practically i’ve never had breakfast (dumb ‘ole me), today i had a brunch at sushi tei with erc and gleny (jesbon had an eye-thing soooo she couldn’t come along *crying emoticons*). this is myself: start with a piece of crispy roll, two pieces of inari, a plate of kani mayo, and another plate of crispy roll (that’s six pieces so total of seven!). after that, i watched toy story 3.

abieza picked me up and off we went to ramen sanpachi 38. we ate a bowl of ramen with four slices of pork! and two (at least, me) slices of jelly. abieza asked for extra, he got three! i asked and he gave me (in an oddly manner :9). after that, on the way home, he craved for some cloud nine chocolate but when we got to hero terogong, they didn’t have any :’( so we bought (well, he bought) us a kinder joy and holly chocolate; both were incredibly awesome and delicious! aaarrrgghhh..

after i got home: my favorite chicken satay!!! so on less eat mode tomorrow. not because of diet or anything, but with the past 8 months with awful liver condition and unstable health; i just cant so much or so less. everything just has got to be on the right portion and certain menus.

aaah, sleepy. off blog, on with the bbm :D

btw, i’m going to stay online (twitter, msn, and skype). chatting just makes time fly *sooooooo junior high* but then, catching up with old friends just feels the best right now :D LOL!

TTYL, off to Bogor tomorrow ;) 

Post #411 Menampar Waktu dan Melaju

judul kali ini dapat diberikan proficiat untuk SORE dan lagunya yang berjudul Bogor Biru.

saya tahu, itu saja.

saya keberatan dengan ke-frontal-an dan perilaku anda. mohon maaf, tapi saya meminta dengan sangat hormat untuk menghapus apa yang anda tulis itu.

 

ini terakhir. terima kasih.

Post #410 Restraining Order

A restraining order or order of protection is a form of legal injunction. The term is most commonly used in reference to domestic violence, harassment, stalking or sexual assault. Each state has some form of domestic violence restraining order law, and many states also have specific restraining order laws for stalking and sexual assault. {wikipedia}

 

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i’m in the worst mood right now {although dinner and world cup with abieza and his parents: the best!}. aaarrrggghhhh :S

all of those names: not to come in contact in any f*ckin way? si? oui!

and netherland won over japs! cooooooooollllll!!!

Post #409 Girl, You’re Gonna Set Me on Fire

i had the weirdest dream in the world! adam lambert was staying on the house in my neighborhood. and he was wearing the stupidest thing as well: B/W striped shirt, gold metallic cardigan + matching parachute pants, and black flip-flops. to add to the madness: i saw him that way when i was in an awfully-colored orange mazda 2 with abieza.

maybe i’m just super duper tired yesterday (sooo tired, i dream of glambert? awful).

right now, i just woke up (usually i woke up this early on a holiday to watch CSI New York, but i’m just not in the mood, so i blog). and i’m getting my camera back todaay!! i stupidly left it at school on graduation night, in my defense it was tiresome like hell and wrapped up in all the hello-goodbyes!

#nowplaying benggong banggong – dwiki dharmawan :) sweet!

oooukkkayy, since a long time now i’ve been wanting to buy the beatles’ sgt. peppers lonely hearts club band album :S

aaaaarrrrrggghhh, i just can’t believe i dreamt about glambert. eeeyyyuuuccckkk!

off to gonzaga now :P

Post #408 Pernyataan

Post #407: tidak pernah ada. tak usah dibahas.

saya akui memang sangat lelah hari ini. oke. irritated, yes. sorry.

yang lainnya, saya tidak begitu merasa kenapa-kenapa.

TERIMA KASIH.

Post #406 Gaudeamus Igitur

Gaudeamus igitur, Juvenes dum sumus; Post icundum iuventutem, Post molestam senectutem Nos habebit humus.	Let us therefore rejoice, While we are young; After our youth, After a troublesome old age The ground will hold us.
Vita nostra brevis est, Brevi finietur; Venit mors velociter, Rapit nos atrociter; Nemini parcetur.	Our life is brief, It will shortly end; Death comes quickly, Cruelly snatches us; No-one is spared.
Ubi sint qui ante nos In mundo fuere? Vadite ad superos, Transite in inferos Hos si vis videre.	Where are those who before us Existed in the world? You may go up to the gods, You may cross into the underworld If you wish to see them.
Vivat academia, Vivant professores, Vivat membrum quodlibet, Vivat membra quaelibet; Semper sint in flore!	Long live the university, Long live the teachers, Long live each male student, Long live each female student; May they always flourish!
Vivat et republica Et qui illam regit. Vivat nostra civitas, Maecenatum caritas Quae nos hic protegit.	Long live the state And those who rule it. Long live our city, And the charity of benefactors Which protects us here.
Vivant omnes virgines, Faciles, formosae! Vivant et mulieres, Tenerae, amabiles, Bonae, laboriosae.	Long live all young women, Easy and beautiful! Long live wives as well, Tender, loveable, Honest, hardworking.
Pereat tristitia, Pereant osores. Pereat diabolus, Quivis antiburschius Atque irrisores!	Perish sadness, Perish haters. Perish the devil, Whoever is against the student fraternity, As well those who mock us!
Quis confluxus hodie Academicorum? E longinquo convenerunt, Protinusque successerunt In commune forum.	Who has gathered now Of the university? They gather from long distances, Immediately joining Our common forum.
Vivat nostra societas, Vivant studiosi! Crescat una veritas, Floreat fraternitas, Patriae prosperitas.	Long live our fellowship, Long live the studious! May truth and honesty thrive, Flourish with our fraternity, And our homeland be prosperous.
Alma Mater floreat, Quae nos educavit; Caros et commilitones, Dissitas in regiones Sparsos, congregavit.	May our Alma Mater thrive, That which educated us; Dear ones and comrades, Who we let scatter afar, Let us assemble.

the song played during our (Kolese Gonzaga XXI) graduation :) from XII IPA 1/1 to XII IPS 2/15 :P

Post #405 Are You Wishing You Were Ugly Like Me?

well the title caught your attention, si? oui!

okay, let’s give the boy who knew too much the credits for the awesome line :) (taken from mika’s blame it on the girls, awesome much! totally recommend that!!)

so for this special post i’ve been planning all day but too lazy to execute, i made a special playlist on my iTunes :) because it calms me sooo much* MUSICTHERAPY is the absolute best!!

1. Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band (The Beatles)
2. When I’m Sixty Four (The Beatles)
3. First Date (Blink 182)
4. Bonamana (Super Junior)
5. Vrijeman (Sore)
6. We Are Golden (Mika)
7. Blame It On the Girls (Mika)
8. Krazy (Pitbull)
9. Being For the Benefit of Mr. Kite (The Beatles)
10. California Gurls (Katy Perry feat. Snoop Dogg)
11. Baby (Justin Bieber)
12. Kenakalan Remaja di Era Informatika (Efek Rumah Kaca)

uhmmm, i want to blog about SHOES tonight! i’ve been searching high and low for the top things must have’s of the whenever! LOL!

the top left.. that’s similar to timothy satyaabieza’s mom boot-wedge custom :P love it soooo much!!! the bottom right is similar to my graduation heels :) mine’s suede black! the flats, grey one, similar to my sister’s flats (only hers is in the VERY AWFUL SHADE OF PINK! yess, pink can be awfuuuullll!!!). the bottom left, i guess, a little resemblance of erica pricilla’s graduation heels (correct me if i’m wrong, dear).

well, i don’t want to be hedonistic or anything, but i just simply love shoes :) i don’t want to own a thousand pair or so but it feels nice to wear ‘em :)

quick truth play here: at home, i’m completely utterly SPOILED! hahaha :P yeaah, i’m spoiled kid! not a brat, but yes i’m spoiled. but i earn my shopping spree, all of it. only if i earn good grades and not buy new outfits on every events (for that is just CRAZY and STUPID). and most of my stuff is hand-off’s and/or second-hand shopped :P

Post #404 Then Billy Brown Fell In Love With Another Man

noooo, i’m not going to blog about some gay relationship.

after a month hiatus, finally i am back to this blogging world. honestly right now i have no idea what to blog about LOL! but this would be just an home-coming post!

as i am writing this i’m watching this crazy man doing a roll on his bed through webca, hahahahaha!!! LOL ;)

truly deeply honestly i  have no idea what to write.

i didn’t sleep at all last night, went to bed at 5.30AM and woke up late in the morning :P

well, tomorrow i have this thing at school so have to wake up early (uuuh, i don’t want to, can anybody wake me up?)..

#nowplaying billy brown; artist: mika; album: life in cartoon motion!