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Deszya, VIC, Melbourne
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"when i stand, i know i'll never be down again" - shiina ringo
I capture myself as a portrait of an extremely random person and i am proud of it. I had never been an easy person to hang out with, can be all over you one day but then hardly seem to know you exist..
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Date: Tuesday, 31 March 2009 || Time: 12:10 pm
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Suatu sore yang panas di sebuah suburb penuh dakochan, Footscray (prefer menyebutnya Footsy biar unique & chic ^^) Shinta: eh, ada lebah! ada lebaaah!! Echa (sambil cuci piring): bilang aja 'pait, pait.. pait' Shinta: pahit! pait! pahitt! Echa (telat mikir): eh, lebah sini ngerti gitu arti pahit? Shinta: bitter! bitter bitter!! *** Some random girl (SRG): have you taken X subject? Me: Yap, last sem, but that time the X lecturer didn't ask us to do an individual assignment SRG: ow.. how do you know that I'm about to ask you about that individual assignment-thingy? Me: well, that's easy. half of the classes already did. SRG: oh.. i c. Nvm then. but do you still remember your format for your X individual assignment last sem? Me: *block SRG's MSN* Labels: it happens everyday |
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Date: || Time: 11:08 am
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Cowok #1: "Badan jadi seger ya, habis latihan!" Cowok #2: "Iya, apalagi tadi gua kan mandi soluna, keringet pada keluar semua. Badan jadi enteng!" Fitness First, Mega Kuningan, didengar oleh pengunjung lain yang merasa sedang dalam klub latihan debus. Sambil menonton DVD, Cewek: "Widiiih, I really want that kind of body! Perutnya flat banget!" Cowok: "Makanya, tiap pagi shit up aja..." Didengar oleh si cewek yang membayangkan di WC sambil kayang. Cowok #1: "Gokil! Tuh chef hebat banget ya, bisa masak sambil aktraksi sulap gitu." Cowok #2: "Iya, hebat ya. Kan jarang ada chef yang bisa masak." Kedai kopi di Jakarta, didengar oleh pengunjung lain yang ingin menyulap si cowok #2 menjadi kelinci...dan memasaknya. click here for more hilarious stories : http://ngupingjakarta.blogspot.com/ Labels: it happens everyday |
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Date: || Time: 10:39 am
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 Setelah berbulan-bulan merasa jadi imigran di negara Kangguru, well, at least, kita boleh bangga sebagai orang Indonesia. Kenapa? Karena tanggal 28 Maret kemarin, bisa cukup dipastikan bahwa di Jakarta (err.. masih ingat, kan? Itu nama ibukota Indonesia, hello?) Lampu Sepanjang Jalan dari Blok M, sampai ke Bunderan HI Thamrin sana itu dimatiin, dan banyak papan-papan Earth Hour di sepanjang jalan. Di Bundaran HI, Hotel Hyatt sama Mandarin terlihat gelap, dan juga banyak orang yang memenuhi sekitar Air Mancur Bundaran HI yang mati. Sementara di Melbourne CBD, guess what? Setelah berhari-hari dihantui sama bilboard Earth-Hour campaign, ternyata.. pukul 8.30-9.30.. City terang benderang! Malah, di Federation Square digelar konser dimana Om-om Jabrik nyanyi lagu country & so pasti konsernya menyedot ribuan watt listrik (hello? berapa banyak soundsystem dipasang disana, sampai saya rasanya bisa tuli mendadak TT) too bad, though. I've been dreaming of watching the stars, surrounded by a pitchblack City :( Labels: it happens everyday |
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Date: || Time: 10:03 am
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I'm about to get lucky ! Have a nice day, everyone ! I know I'd have mine for sure -off, heading for Williamstown beach- Labels: it happens everyday |
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Date: || Time: 9:57 am
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Dear D, I join the queue on your answerphone. And all i am - is holding breath. Just pick up i know you're there. Can't you hear ? I'm not myself. So listen up - this sun hasn't set. I refuse to believe that it's only me feeling. Just hear me out, I'm not over you yet. It's love on the line can you handle it? Yours, A Labels: Almost Honest |
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Date: Monday, 30 March 2009 || Time: 9:53 pm
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Dear A, It came to my surprise when I finally realized how much I miss you. I know we have only been apart for like weeks and I myself feel ridiculous when thinking of how much time time I spent wondering about you. I barely know you, but my hand shook nervously the day that I saw you. I remembered that day, another breezy spring day, when I walked across the park with Morrissey singing in my earphone. You were standing alone, eating popsickle in a ridiculously cold-windy day, and smiled when you saw me coming around. My heart beat fast, I was overwhelmed and surely did not know what to do. Why do you think I let you get away, With the things you say to me? Could it be I like you, It's so shameful of me, I like you No one I ever knew or have spoken to, Resembles you, This is good or bad, all depending on, My general mood You took our picture with your Polaroid camera and promised me that you would bring all those photos when you visited me in the suburb next week. But now, here I am. All alone, three weeks after that lovely meeting, feeling like such a mess. Nausea hit me when I heard that your girlfriend has found out about us few days past. Ex-girlfriend, to be exact. She's still after you, isn't she? I heard she burnt all our photos, and the flashes of those ecstatic days with you burnt my eyes I almost cry. It's not a very good time for me to be alone. I need you, I want you. You are busy, I have no idea of which kinda life you're going through and I have no right to ask. I just wish things don't have to be rough between us. You're not right in the head and nor am I, And this why, You're not right in the head and nor am I, And this why This is why I like you, I like you, I like you, This is why I like you, I like you, I like you Yours truly, S Labels: my own fairy tale |
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Date: || Time: 7:08 pm
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 Where were you When everything was falling apart? All my days Were spent by the telephone It never rang And all I needed was a call It never came To the corner of First and Amistad Labels: in my darkest hour |
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Date: Tuesday, 24 March 2009 || Time: 10:53 pm
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i used to picture myself as a small creature who can do no actual good in this huge universe. then realities hit me. it takes a hard time for me to convince myself that i have a courage to move along. to fix things as i grow older. this isn't about you. it is about me, a personal urge to understand what's best for me. i do not mean to be self-obsess nor being reluctant of a possibility of being hurt. i am not scared of wounds, not anymore. i choose it if i have to, because i know each sacrifice will bring me further. i need to walk my path slowly, before i am sure that i am ready to run fast again. i need to ensure myself that this time i won't do it wrong, in a wrong time, with a wrong companion. i used to get hurt but now i understand that suffering is optional. to be able to stand up again, you need to understand that you should leave the pain all along and carry the lesson hidden behind each painful event. i used to loathe the thought of being left alone. but then i discover that being left alone isn't the same as being abandoned. it gives you a time to think clear enough and digs deeply into your heart, gives you a scare chance to listen to what you really need, not what you really want. i have to defeat my own fear and i have to admit that tonight i have never felt like this before. i got pretty dizzy 'cause of the heavy mixtures of emotions inside my head. i want to burst out but then i realize not everyone can understand my situation. i am glad to have few outside there who listens thoroughly about my recent story and never tries to push me up to my limit by offering things to be done instantly just to make up a cover story while i try to sort things out within a rush. i realize that i cannot always plan everything. i have to let my destiny flow naturally. it won't hurt me, anyway. this posting is dedicated specially for Martha, Melbourne, and my mum. altogether they've opened my eyes and me see through clearly what's hidden behind every event that randomly happened unexpectedly to me :) maybe i'm born to be a random person. but i don't regret it, no i'm not. random things teach me how to coupe even with the most uncomfortable moment and how to accept it the way it is. good night. hope to see you around my days :) Labels: Almost Honest |
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Date: Sunday, 22 March 2009 || Time: 11:05 am
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 every arrival is always started with a departure. . i'm leaving for coming.. and someday i'll be coming by leaving. Labels: my own fairy tale |
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Date: Thursday, 19 March 2009 || Time: 1:27 pm
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 i never like Thursday ever since i arrived at Melbourne. Thursday means i got to attend a very early International Banking Finance class, watch the lecture murmurs for 2 hours straight about some uninteresting and confusing topic, then after 1 hour break, straightaway go to the tutorial class, to be overwhelmed with test and another confusing tutorial question in a small class where there always be an unfriendly chattering groups. they seem to have many things to say, whereas me, i often cannot think of a single thing to say after the preliminaries. it would be a relief to step outside to the fresh air right after the class ends! one cloudy Thursday, i even found someone chickening out when that person saw me standing next to my flat's lift. too scared to be in the same lift with me, i think. the person ran in a rush, with 'bag-bug-bag-bug' noises along the short corridor, and locked itself in its room until i disappeared. what a scumbag, huh? that, pretty much is the reason why i dislike Thursday. apparently, this morning i found someone who hated Thursday more than i do. i was on my way to the lift when i saw a blonde girl, taller than me, but definitely was younger than me, walked from her room with her eyes swollen with tears. the mark was totally clear, and the puff under her eyes told me that she has not got a chance to go to bed last night. in her hand, she held an open envelope together with an A4 size paper, written by a bright pink stabilo on top of it was: "if i don't wake up, you should've known that i've swollen a pack of sleeping pills." i was shocked. did she plan to suicide or something? oh my, please don't! she lives just three rooms from me, that is pretty scary. i dontt want to wake up the next day and find out her body has been found lying with eyes open wide, with no life in it. hey, i do not like Thursday so far. but i think, you should learn how to chill yourself a little bit. seriously! you are way too young to end up so miserable.. Labels: in my darkest hour |
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Date: Saturday, 14 March 2009 || Time: 2:50 pm
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"..a photoBook is an autonomous art form, comparable with a piece of sculpture, a play or a film. The photographs lose their own photographic character as things 'in themselves' and become parts, translated into printing ink, of a dramatic event called a book..." - Dutch photography critic Ralph Prins Labels: Almost Honest |
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Date: Friday, 13 March 2009 || Time: 8:59 pm
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Romeo take me somewhere, we can be alone. I'll be waiting; all there's left to do is run. You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess, It's a love story, baby, just say yes. Romeo save me, they're trying to tell me how to feel. This love is difficult, but it's real. Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess. It's a love story, baby, just say yes. (Taylor Swift - Love Story) she's the one whose feeling is totally wrecked. she is not sure about what she feels towards you, and you ain't making things easy for both of you. you are so full of uncertainty, you know you want her so bad, but you are not sure that you can keep here forever. you don't know how. and you somehow are too scared to find out how. you hurt her, don't you realize that? Labels: my own fairy tale |
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Date: Thursday, 12 March 2009 || Time: 6:00 pm
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 Sadly you took my smile away Every time you look my way It fades away I think it’s best it stays this way Every time you look my way Yeah, it fades away (Olivia Ong - Fades Away) |
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Date: Tuesday, 10 March 2009 || Time: 8:49 pm
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it's been almost a year since i started blogging and it came to me, all of a sudden, the most appropriate reason why i named my blog 'happily never after'. happiness does not live ever after like a fairy tale. and please, do not bother and get upset with that fuss. all you need is not a happily ever after, as long as you are happy at the moment, it will be more than enough. do you agree? cheer for all of my friends who'll be having an extremely boring auditing midtest. we'll score, i don't know how, but i'm sure somehow we'll manage it! :) Labels: Almost Honest |
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Date: || Time: 3:17 pm
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 Can't you see that i wanna be there with open arms It's empty tonight and i'm all alone Get me through this one Do you notice i'm gone? Where do you run to so far away? I want you to know that I miss you I miss you so I want you to know that I miss you I miss you so I'm writing again these letters to you aren't much, I know But i'm not sleeping and you're not here The thought stops my heart Labels: Almost Honest |
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Date: || Time: 2:29 pm
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 November 23rd, 07:05 AM I woke up in New York City from my sleep behind the wheel. The buss's heater did not work properly, I knew, but I didn't feel cold. You whispered 'good morning', with a simple smile and then you guided my eyes through the endless snow along the sidewalk. Another cheap breakfast we shared. Again, I told you that my twin-sister always loved her toast to be almost burnt, extra-melt cheese, with eggs covered by black pepper, and she refused coffee because she told me that it'll give her a wreck-headed straight away. I love my coffee to be dark and sweet. You put two blocks of sugar for my coffee and for the hundred time you asked me whether my coffee is okay. I smiled and shrugged. The coffee was always bitter for me ever since my twin-sister OD and drown in his boyfriend's pool last summer. I locked myself for almost two weeks, refused to talk to anyone. I bailed from my twin-sister's funeral and sat beside the river for the whole day, let the rain showered my body. I even skipped classes for few days, refused to see anyone in the eye. I broke up with Taylor without bothering to tell him why. He has never stopped calling me until I flushed away my Blackberry. You came on the day that I decided to runaway. I barely knew you. You came all of a sudden, your handwriting covered my sketch book. You wrote me letters and filled my room with all your letters. Things seemed so perfect, I could start over with you. So here we are now. Left with pennies in our pocket, we shared a cheap entertainment across the journey. You were there, and I fear nothing. You felt so real I could barely feel that I could touch your hands. Glancing to my own thoughts, it felt so innocent and simple... We ran away, no worries, no fear, we were just so young and free. *** "Do you notice that she's been acting weird?" the waiter with a red hair asked the guy wearing a black coat that sat behind the blond girl carrying a big sketch book on her hand. "I guess she's been talking to someone, but she's alone. Seems like.. she's talking to her sketch book. Am I crazy or what?" "No, you're not. She's a bit... I don't know. Should we call the police?" "Perhaps it'd be better to contact the nearest asylum... mental hospital... or..." He paused, he looked chagrined and not sure about what to do to her. *** Labels: my own fairy tale |
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Date: Monday, 9 March 2009 || Time: 11:41 pm
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everyone is talking. they don't really care even though it might hurt someone else's feeling. i think i often be part of 'them'. i talk about people's from time to time. we all like it. we like it too much until we forget about something crucial. we are busy thinking about other's life. stop talking. mute yourself, be a deaf person, and blind your heart for a second. then ask yourself. have you bothered about your own life? Labels: it happens everyday |
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Date: || Time: 11:31 pm
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i am a big fan of internet. cannot live without it, already addicted to it. can somebody release me from this spell? i have to start flipping my auditing notes for my midtest, since i spent time only for sleeping during the lecture. oh gosh, i forget one thing... complaining in my blog tells everyone that i'm such an internet addict >< darn, darn !!! ps: glad to find a friend who likes Radiohead. finally, have a friend to share quite a similar taste of music. bye bye to those korean musics, girls! i got a partner who fancy something that i fancy too.. yippie ! :p Labels: it happens everyday |
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Date: || Time: 10:13 pm
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I've gone through many degrees and levels, chapter by chapter that flipped fast before i could really recall one by one. may i say that my life tells an engrossing story that does not exquisitely draw characters? i don't know who i am. and neither do them. but some of them, i don't know why or how, are comfortable to create me into something that please them. i am drowning. maybe what i want for tomorrow is to know who is the girl i see every day when i wake up. i want to know her better, she's young and seems to have no clue about how to walk through her destiny. Labels: Almost Honest |
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Date: Sunday, 8 March 2009 || Time: 10:49 am
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what do you want for tomorrow?
an ethereal question, the one whose answer will never be absolute. i have been carrying this question with me ever since, and i wonder if there's somebody outside there who has been thinking about it too. it is something simple yet complicated. sometimes i caught myself, trying to picture me, sitting all alone waiting for tomorrow to come. excitement rushes in my blood as i start to think about every chance that might happen tomorrow. something surreal blur. don't ask me what i want for tomorrow. ask the person in your mirror: what do you want for tomorrow? then i'll surely tell you what i do want for tomorrow. let's share some pieces of dream together! :) Labels: Almost Honest |
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Date: Saturday, 7 March 2009 || Time: 4:16 pm
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am i right? friends are everywhere.. you just have to treasure each step carefully let's scoop around. have you found another reason to stick with one comfortable zone only? come on, there's a lot of opportunity awaits on the next corner :) Labels: Almost Honest |
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Date: || Time: 4:12 pm
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melangkah sendiri menawarkan sebuah senyum pada asingnya dunia baru ini yakin bahwa semuanya akan baik-baik saja p.s: you'll be in my heart, dear, don't worry! Labels: it happens everyday |
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