whoever-the-menaces

i actually met some cocky guys in plaid today. i don't recognize their names (and i don't even bother to), but i've met them a couple of times and for this, i'm so sure about. and then their mom introduced me, like "hey, this is blablablablabla" and they were giving me that disdainful look as if i was a creature, incomparable in level to them. it wasn't like i got two HUGE yellow eyes, with nose like the main character in the movie penelope and mouth like the role that helena bonham carter played in alice in the wonderland! plus i wasn't even having any disheveled appearance.

oh well. i admit the fact that i did actually look a LITTLE BIT messy, especially my hair. but i had a reason for looking like that. i just finished my badminton game with my cousins and we went to somewhere and that particular somewhere was exactly where i met those menaces.

and after giving me that uber cruel glance, there they were, engrossed in their stupid gadgets AS IF their whole world was in those stuffs.

and the reasons behind my willingness to write this specially written post dedicated to them are because:
1. i am incredibly annoyed up till this moment. you should have been there to be a witness!
2. i desperately want to spill down my aggravation
3. last but not least, it ain't like they're gonna read my blog post right, cos i reckon they don't even know my name.

WHY should they behave like they were more superior, like, ergh! yeah i know they have plenty of $$$! but that was seriously not a proper and decent way of treating people.

i will pluck their eyeballs if they give me that look again the next time we meet. i'll just need to figure out how!

ok. joking. i'm so angelic anyway. ehem.

foam-foam

exactly yesterday in the afternoon, some of my friends went out of class to practice for the upcoming flag ceremony. unexpectedly, one of them encountered a bird somewhere near the field. it was injured so badly. and i bet it was such an excruciating pain that the bird had to endure.

what totally amazed me was how this friend of mine grabbed the little bird and put it inside a styrofoam holder with a loophole so that it could breathe. normally, i believe that people will simply ignore the bird and leave it there to die, slowly. but i guess there are still, few good people on earth somehow. it was in fact, a small deed, but i was honestly moved.

so, he actually helped to clean the wound and apply medicine somewhere near its rump. i didn't know how he did it. it seemed vague. all i could remember was him, storming inside the class and asking us whether we had "betadine" or not. and then during the end of the day, everyone swarmed around and scrutinized the bird closely.

first, we planned to name it "styro" cos elvan put it inside a styrofoam container. but then, as the girls reckoned that the word "foam" might sound cuter, we decided to name the bird "foam-foam"! epic, isn't it?

eventually, henny was the one who brought it home as someone in her house is expertised in stuffs relating to aves. sooo let's just pray for its recovery! :)

like a vine twisted round the stick

i simply loathe when that agony haunts me, again and again everytime i lie idle as my mind wanders back to how things used to be. exactly like turning the pages of an album backwards, riding in a time-machine. as my mind ponders, i realize how crucial it is for one to appreciate all the good moments while they're still going on.

what i am doing right now is, basically, surviving my farcical daily routine. i'm just feeling so down right now. please don't mind my babble cos i simply have no idea who should i talk to. it's like no one understands me. not even my annoying-but-caring cousin to whom i normally pour all my dillema, normal teenage problems.

i guess i'm just another stupid brat who knows nothing except grumbling about her life. i am willing to change, for sure. soon, when i'm feeling much better. it's like i always have this phase, certain period of time when i feel like everything is going against me. meanwhile, i guess i'll just indulge myself in good books. the best remedy. ever! :)

P.S. i've swallowed 3 novels in 4 days. what a feat.

13

i used to believe that 13 was an unlucky number. theennn, i was the 13th participant in the national competition. and i was like, "oh gosh. this is not a good sign. perhaps a premonition that sth bad's about to happen. ok. i'm not gonna win this!" then, i grumbled to one of my "konco pelankin" about this. and she told me that taylor swift's lucky number is 13. and of course i understood, i contemplated for a while. and i thought, perhaps it was just a matter of mindset. 13 is just a number anyway, just like any others.

and surprisingly:

thank you for everyone's help, suggestions, and support. i wouldn't have made it this far without you guys :)

it was in fact, a lifetime experience. meeting new people from all over indonesia and learning their culture. plus, i guess one of the most exciting part's when i rode a tandem bicycle with my friend from kupang around monas and raced with the others. it was. super. duper. tiring. and my bones are aching now!

29th january

let's get straight to the point. happy birthday to my little sister! it has been a miracle seeing her growing up for the past 12 years. i recalled the day when she was born. my sister and i received a call from singapore. my dad informed us that she was finally out of my mom's tummy after staying there for like 9 months. we were both so excited that we jumped all around the house like monkeys. 

she grew up to be a crybaby who kept chewing her pacifier until she was 4. sooo one day, my dad's friend visited our house. and my parents were at that moment, ubeerrr desperate, cos their efforts to stop her annoying habit always failed. good thing this auntie helped us by telling my sister that if she still refused to stop chewing her pacifier, she would look like a girl whom this auntie met in the airplane. the girl was very ugly, with two protruding teeth, 10 cm. of course the story was fake but she believed in it anyway sooo... she went to the bathroom and threw her pacifier into the toilet bowl. and finally bid farewell to her favorite item! we were like, standing outside, staring at her and, amazed.

she often cried in the morning before going to school. idk why. and especially after long break of holiday. and monday. veryyy irksome. she is the worst when it comes to subjects that require creativity. i was always the one helping her with her paintings and compositions. oops. was it helping, or creating the whole drawing for her? :p

i guess i should start talking good stuffs about her.

1. she is very helpful. so we always ask her to get stuffs for us (my big sister and i)

2. she rarely talks. but once she does, she blows everyone's mind away!

3. nuffsaid. or her head will grow laarrggeerrr if she happens to read this post by chance!

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my favorite maid left my house for good this morning cos she's getting married in february. let's just call her "kakak" instead of maid. i happen to cry everytime my kakak-s stop working, idk why. oh except for one, who spit on my face once and pinched me so hard! i remember crying in the school a couple of years ago. everyone was like asking me hey what happened what happened. and when i told them the reason why, they laughed at me. errgghhh. very annoying. 

fast forward

the epic moment when you get sick during the last days of holiday. the final moment when you're now free to eat any kinds of cookies and snacks inside your jars such as nastar, peanuts, mochi, emping, to name but a few, cos you know for sure that none is gonna visit your house for cny anymore this year.

this is sooo freaking tragic! i didn't even swallow anything unhealthy from monday to wednesday cos i knew for sure i was gonna save my stomach for the last 3 days of holiday! and now, i'm suffering from flu, so heavy until the extend where all you do wanna do is curl on the bed, sleep for 12 bloody hours, and fast forward the day! i can't stop sneezing, my eyes can't stop watering and my throat feels so dry.

perhaps this is God's own way of telling me to eat less and lose some weight!

lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala.

pillow arms

i'm in the mood of talking. so let me blabber everything here.

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happy lunar new year! some stuffs simply don't change, like:

1. skirts and dresses.

i used to loathe cny cos of the attire that i gotta wear. my mom always forces me to wear skirts for this special occasion so that "i look like a lady," like how she usually says. i mean that is one of the most ridiculous statement i've ever heard in my entire life. but what can a 15 y.o. adolescent do? the public demands it. *feeling like a boss*

2. high heels.

i should admit that they are painful. but i don't really hate them. they're like, remedy for people who are born short (like me).

3. family gathering!

well, we would never have the chance to gather all of my relatives COMPLETELY. cos my paternal grandma has 9 sons and daughters plus their spouses and 21 grandchildren, mind you. twenty-one. nuff said!

i'm gonna go watch paranormal activity 3 tomorrow, if we manage to grab the tickets. my friends told me that it was rather spooky. so i scrolled through wikipedia and read the synopsis. and the plot was sort of well, eerie! and first of all, i would like to apologize in advance to anyone who's gonna sit beside me during the movie. peace out! someone knows why!

i bet i'll turn on the lights and ask my sister to accompany me to the bathroom and sleep beside me at night. usual routine after watching horror movie which will normally end in a week.

i just finished reading 20-s girl by sophie kinsella 2 days ago. i somehow wish to have a "guardian angel" like lara. i know it's creepy. but isn't it fun, you can do all the "fake mind-reading" stuffs like what lara does in the novel and have someone to help you ***** your... oh well. and then i really wish to have sadie's arms instead of lara's pillow arms (like what i have) *sobs*

insecurity

friday is always nice cos we have longer recess period. devin brought a guitar, and began to serenade a girl in my class. he was like so awesome! i mean, who would be that brave? well, i'm NOT really sure whether he was really wooing her or just joking but his guitar playing is just so nice! thumbs up :)

and he actually played a song. a very touching one i bet all of you know. and it somehow made me start to reminisce about hmm... something. i know it's unhealthy, but what can i do?

devin wooing someone! :p

lomolomolomo. anyway i found the film alrdy! hiding somewhere in the corner of my shelf! :\

caryn drew this for me! it's like sooo cuteee!

anyway i'm using instagram now. you can follow me @adrianasalim. have a nice day ;)