let me take a deep breath, babe
If the assaulted ones are getting married one by one, why wouldn’t I?
Ah, I’ve been overdosed by Tori’s ’Precious Things’. Somebody please, please, please give me the cure immediately. I need to stay sane until all my friends are taken under the oath.
- synta @ 2007-07-26 / 9:45 a.m.
you are gold and silver
The numbers of people who enjoy acting dumb and/or manner-less just to prove to everybody that they are everybody are dramatically increasing. I bet they had absolutely no idea of how clear-minded people see those who act dumb.
Anyway, I’m going back to Bandung next Saturday. I’ll go straight to Balikpapan-Jakarta-Bandung in one day. Wow. I should be so prepared for jetlag whatsoever. Plus, I think I’m gonna be having my period in sometime near. Oooh. I need hormonal injection. Hahaha.
I couldn’t believe I left my expired-on-end-of-2007’s-December ’Dufan vouchers’ in Bandung. Fooooooor the sake of having a holiday, what is friggin’ holiday without amusement paaark?! Okay, I know I’m being irrationally too emotional, but seriously, I need thoooose!
Ehm, on a lighter note, today’s pilates class played the same album as what we had last week. And it caught my sensitive side (again) for those relaxing guitar tunes from the very beginning of its 1st track until the record went back to it. Wonderful, wonderful, awesomely wonderful.
It’s hard for me to realize that this morning would be my last chance to get myself truly indulged by it. :-(
- synta @ 2007-07-24 / 9:55 p.m.
well, you're not a teenager, so don't act like one
Well, well, well…
I never thought that turning nineteen would be so interesting. I’ll do whatever comes to my mind for my whole final year of being a teenager. I will. I surely will.
Thanks for all the messages, pals. :-)
Oh damn, I’m old.
- synta @ 2007-07-22 / 8:55 p.m.
you don't care a bit of me
Ah, I woke up too early again. It’s been going on for 3 days or so. I think my bodyclock has successfully adapted to the GMT+8, which means bad, because I got no more justification to sleep late (just to meaninglessly go here-and-there on the web), neither to wake up even later.
Grr… I hate adaptation.
- synta @ 2007-07-13 / 7:18 p.m.
so much for a... nastysaint
This morning my mom woke me up and tried to convince me to accompany her to go to the gym but it was the old me who took control of myself, so I refused. Oh well, I was being irrational, considering the amount of fat that stays on the waist line and has been refusing to go out even long before I started refusing going to gyms.
I just read a blog which now I already forgot the URL and just then realized that the ”incident” which had instantly bewitched me into a shape of a cry-baby was something so usual, and by that I mean, it happens to most of all the long-term relationships. So, I cried a waterfall for absolutely nothing special. Yeah, just one more reason to not paying more credits to those humiliating months. Oh, I can’t believe how shallow I was, thinking about not moving on, and now here I am, considering not taking those things so seriously while the one I’m currently being gripped tight by is the much more trustworthy one.
But no. If there’s one thing I learned about having “a partner”, it was how to judge whether he was a good one or a bad one. They can only get the fairest judgment after we went through the break up, of course not together.
Then who am I to teach all these lessons? I’m an idiot for this subject, anyway. This would be the last time I write anything about this most unimportant, fragile, untrustworthy, and blah blah blah thing. I hate relying myself onto someone. I hate turning my world around so narrowly. And most of all, I hate the idea of “relationship” in general. I really do.
I’ll just let God turn the next page for me. Wow, isn’t it fantastic? Now I’m a religious.
- synta @ 2007-07-05 / 10:16 p.m.
can't thank her enough
Yesterday I was trapped into the worst horrible day of all the bad holidays I’ve been. Seriously. The only thing could cheer me up was to see big billboards of Agnes Monica’s upcoming tour titled: ”whadda’ up”.
Well, that, and the fact that I've found something to be given as a birthday present to him. D-17.
- synta @ 2007-07-04 / 8:49 p.m.
