He's def one of the unforgettable athletes in the Olympics!
She says, Russian roulette is not the same without a gun.
He says, "There’s something so boring to me about going out in a black catsuit and looking like you’re a giant sperm."
folks.
I always wonder, why I don't have kind people around? People who are genuinely caring and less insecure. I don't like to put that as a culture thing, but I rarely (more like never in my sex) meet someone who's genuinely care about what happen in your life when I'm in Jakarta. I make some good friends who genuinely care about me though, but it's not about that. It's about people who are genuinely care about other people.
Is it a difficult thing to grasp?
Because it's funny, lately I've met one person who genuinely care about me. It's unintentional because we're strangers. It makes me realize how rare these persons are. They're like... the lottery number. So rare you'd like to keep forever! Keep on winning but you know you can only meet them once. They give you great joy but it'll take you a stretch of luck to see them again.
Why are people so afraid to care about other people? And why are people so scared from being taken cared of? There's this Austen's P&P going on in my social circle that's wearing me down these days. It's not even in MY close social circle and I shouldn't care about them but it's just so much negativity. I don't wanna know about your who's doing what to whom, I don't care. Why can't you talk about the good thing without comparing it to me? It hurts my feeling. It hurts my feeling when you pretend that you care but you're only doing it because *insert something*.
Gosh someone buy me the booze....
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Is it a difficult thing to grasp?
Because it's funny, lately I've met one person who genuinely care about me. It's unintentional because we're strangers. It makes me realize how rare these persons are. They're like... the lottery number. So rare you'd like to keep forever! Keep on winning but you know you can only meet them once. They give you great joy but it'll take you a stretch of luck to see them again.
Why are people so afraid to care about other people? And why are people so scared from being taken cared of? There's this Austen's P&P going on in my social circle that's wearing me down these days. It's not even in MY close social circle and I shouldn't care about them but it's just so much negativity. I don't wanna know about your who's doing what to whom, I don't care. Why can't you talk about the good thing without comparing it to me? It hurts my feeling. It hurts my feeling when you pretend that you care but you're only doing it because *insert something*.
Gosh someone buy me the booze.
heartbreak in a bottle
he said it.
"go where heart is asking u to go.. whenever u feel that u need the love from someone, i will always be here.. my love is only for u and it will be here for u whenever u need it..."
It's beautiful but why my heart aches so much?...
Saturday, February 20, 2010
"go where heart is asking u to go.. whenever u feel that u need the love from someone, i will always be here.. my love is only for u and it will be here for u whenever u need it..."
It's beautiful but why my heart aches so much?
I'd risk the fall
First week of holiday and it was awesome (so much that I'd hate not to end it). Road Trip!! It didn't go as I'd expected. We (Moi, KK and AZ) went for a daytrip to Bowen Island and it was awesome. Then we went to Victoria and it was love at first sight. Then we came back and we (moi and CT) catch Marianas Trench's concert. In between there were: the canceled road trip, the gruesome accident and dead ends, weeding teens on deck, killer whale dramas, the police officers and 3 tickets, the best of the most awesomest breakfasts, the housewife shopping, the lies and the sister in law and of course, the stars and the smell of cow shit across the farm. All within a week baby.
GO CANADA GO!!!!...
Sunday, February 14, 2010
GO CANADA GO!!!!
In the spirit of the olympics
They are really really awesome. My eyes are teary watching them. Really. They are also the gold medalist on 2010 Winter Olympics.
...
Gleeked
Oh my god. I can't even begin to describe how out-of-the-worldly spectacular is Glee. I love, where to start, I love the way they play with stereotypes. I love the non-superficial tortures and responsibilities they included inside these stereotypes, as if the characters were created to live and not to fit in with social constructions. They carried out the wholesomeness of cliches that make the characters intellectually challenge and engage the audiences at the same time. I love the way they included typical teenager dramas and recycle these old stuffs in a new packaging. I love, love the way the characters are portrayed genuinely with their flaws and the fact that they accept each other the way they are. That the loser club is not artificially made as a so-called chosen choices but a gang of escapists and the characters acknowledge it. I love the raw feeling of sheer happiness when I watch it, yet at the same time I'm touched. Glee doesn't downplay life and its complexities to fit in the bill, like probably HSM did. Knight in a shining armor who are stupid enough to believe that babies are conceived without conception. Heroine who are hated and insecure but determined. A school teacher who leads a very sad life but defiantly idealistic. The perfect cheerleader who are pregnant. We all know these people, we've seen them times and times in everyother movies. But in other movies, they have some magical fate. They changed. In Glee, they are who they are and they accepted it with full responsibilities. What's even more awesome is the fact that the movie has many main characters and not just one. Everyone is equally problematic. And you'd think it'll make the show sucked but it makes it even more interesting. You see problems from different perspective and priorities. It is so diverse.
And I can't even begin to describe how much I love their numbers. All the numbers are perfect. The actors are good. The directors are good. This is a gooood show. It's up there with Friends on my list. I'm just afraid that since it's that good, it will be downhill on next season (like GA). But anyway, I can't wait to see episode 14!
Anyway if you're wondering. Happy Valentine's day. I celebrated it with a very romantic skype call with Husky over Sade's By Your Side. It's as romantic as it gets. MJ probably wondering why I chose to be alone on Valentine's day instead of hitting the club with her and, in her word, "find [me] men with money". But frankly, I don't care about Valentine's day. I probably want flowers and cards and all those stuffs but deep down those peer pressures, I don't give a shit. I'm sooo tired after midterms and all I want is to sleep, watch movies, eat, and sleep some more before I'm working for my final papers next week. I don't want to bathe if I could but I did tan yesterday. It was fabulous and so am I. Puke if you must, I have a badass leather jacket to repel the liquid. Cheerios.
PS: I want porto eggtarts sooo much I could rob a bank and feel good about it. Oh Madeleine's at Tanjong Katong......
Sunday, February 7, 2010
And I can't even begin to describe how much I love their numbers. All the numbers are perfect. The actors are good. The directors are good. This is a gooood show. It's up there with Friends on my list. I'm just afraid that since it's that good, it will be downhill on next season (like GA). But anyway, I can't wait to see episode 14!
Anyway if you're wondering. Happy Valentine's day. I celebrated it with a very romantic skype call with Husky over Sade's By Your Side. It's as romantic as it gets. MJ probably wondering why I chose to be alone on Valentine's day instead of hitting the club with her and, in her word, "find [me] men with money". But frankly, I don't care about Valentine's day. I probably want flowers and cards and all those stuffs but deep down those peer pressures, I don't give a shit. I'm sooo tired after midterms and all I want is to sleep, watch movies, eat, and sleep some more before I'm working for my final papers next week. I don't want to bathe if I could but I did tan yesterday. It was fabulous and so am I. Puke if you must, I have a badass leather jacket to repel the liquid. Cheerios.
PS: I want porto eggtarts sooo much I could rob a bank and feel good about it. Oh Madeleine's at Tanjong Katong...
Chasing (off) marriages
Through some whimsical turn of events, I met a few married good looking men these days. As we became acquaintances, I came to the realization that they look amazingly good. They are all in the same category: thirty something, executives and married without children. I guess children are strictly barred from 30-something executives marriages. And they all have beautiful wives. And then it started: the chills. The friendly acquaintances started to give me attentions. Maybe it's my retarded humor or backwards intelligence, Lord knows what. It ruined everything. The horror and nightmares at night, as my overcaffeined imagination stamped me as a home-wrecker already, only after the few times of social interactions. And I realized my boyfriend will be reading this so honey, it's all casual, I'm the freak here.
But then I realized that married men scare the crap out of me. My uncle, who is nice and jolly like Coke's version of Santa Claus, scares me. I have the suspicions that all married men are deeply messed up and always looking for places to channel their frustrations as their wives become increasingly busy with social gatherings and their children (even pets') needs, but not his. So all these imaginations are tended by the care of our dysfunctional society whereby every source of information has a special slot for pedophiles and rapists. All I could think of is that I'm in a vulnerable position. Alone, armless, not even a pepperspray (now you know what to buy me for my birthday), struggling to buy unnecessary clothing items and trying to feed the hunger to travel. I understand really, how some girls have sugardaddys. In my mind, it is always the married men's faults. That is not a feminist statement, in case you're wondering.
It gives me chills.
So please, bride or groom to be, I warn you, your marriage better be over without kids or lasts happily ever after with kids. I don't think you want your daughter to wonder this same thing....
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Translation:
http://lyricstranslate.com/en/Abrazame-Embrace-me.html...
But then I realized that married men scare the crap out of me. My uncle, who is nice and jolly like Coke's version of Santa Claus, scares me. I have the suspicions that all married men are deeply messed up and always looking for places to channel their frustrations as their wives become increasingly busy with social gatherings and their children (even pets') needs, but not his. So all these imaginations are tended by the care of our dysfunctional society whereby every source of information has a special slot for pedophiles and rapists. All I could think of is that I'm in a vulnerable position. Alone, armless, not even a pepperspray (now you know what to buy me for my birthday), struggling to buy unnecessary clothing items and trying to feed the hunger to travel. I understand really, how some girls have sugardaddys. In my mind, it is always the married men's faults. That is not a feminist statement, in case you're wondering.
It gives me chills.
So please, bride or groom to be, I warn you, your marriage better be over without kids or lasts happily ever after with kids. I don't think you want your daughter to wonder this same thing.
Floored.
Translation:
http://lyricstranslate.com/en/Abrazame-Embrace-me.html
Not fun.
Is when you have to watch b&w war documentary for hours. Midterms are next week, i'm quite sure i'm quite screwed.
...
Monday, February 1, 2010
Calendirier Quotidien
Ariane Moffatt!!!!!!
seulement spectacle quel j'aime à l'olympique.
Peut-être le Carnaval du monde si j'ai le temps pour regarder.
Midterms!!!...
seulement spectacle quel j'aime à l'olympique.
Peut-être le Carnaval du monde si j'ai le temps pour regarder.
Midterms!!!