i loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue

Oh my, I wish everyone would make videos as beautiful as ”One Republic’s Apologize” (original non-Timbaland version).

Happy birthday to one of my best byotchas: Tadya. Love you even more than the number of your current age. (it’s an inside joke, okay?)

- synta @ 2009-05-27 / 6:00 p.m.

how many special people changed?

I have one more paper due in next several hours and I still got no clue of applying the theoretical perspective to the ideas I have in mind. Eventhough I have spent the recent hours reading the book and decided that it was a good read. It has the knowledge I have been craving for. It does. I just don’t know if it’s truly related to the topic I’ve chosen.

But that was my problem, anyway.

And These R Fake just finished another recording session at three this noon. Kak Pepi brought the book ”Why Men Marry Bitches” to the studio and it successfully brightened up the mood.

Ah, I don’t even know how to type down the idea of a journal post, how will I finish this paper? How? How? Hooooooow?

Anyway, feel free to follow me. I’m kinda addicted to it now. Hahahah. And I chose to put the ’o’s because some guy in Malaysia already took the nastysaint username. That was devastating.

- synta @ 2009-05-25 / 12:37 a.m.

she wants to be like the water

Err..

I actually ran the Ms. Word to start working on one of those final papers which’s due on Monday, but I think… I’m in the mood of some random typing. So, here…

It turned out that the heavy sickness I had earlier this week was some kind of pre-menstrual syndrome. I have never had PMS as bad as that, I’m telling you. Even now my stomach still repeatedly growls. Eww.

I decided not to wash my hair today for no reason.

I have been sleeping on couch for nearly one whole week.

I haven’t turned on my laptop for a while. Last time was when I watched ”Vicky Cristina Barcelona”.

I finally logged myself in to DeviantArt after some while abandoning it.

Someone noticeably removed me from their friends list.

I know one fact I love about me having period. I just know.

And the funny thing is, eventhough he’s living on the other side of the world, mine keeps spinning around some tiny sides of it. Err.. not so lovely.

Okay, I might have lied a little. I actually don’t know the actual number of the guys I’ve dated. I just keep re-assuring myself that it was not more than… ten? And the guy I’ve talked about not minding, I actually still put him on the list. Hahahahahahahaha. Don’t know why I blab about this, actually. I’ve told you this was random.

I've just got an unpleasant lecture on my e-mail.

- synta @ 2009-05-16 / 11:11 a.m.

broccoli and chicken

How delighting…

Two bedresting days-one usual activity-two more bedresting days.

And will it always go on this way? On the day you thought you were ready to get up and welcome the routines, you’d wake up realizing you were not ready yet. On the moment you thought everything was fine, the reality hit, and everything came to your senses as anything but ideal.

I always know I shall never expect, just to save myself from getting disappointed. Expectation is evil. It consumes and will never give anything back but disappointment. Expectation and disappointment are best friends, so they will always refuse to get separated. Expectation and disappointment are professionals. They lead to each other. Expectation and disappointment are… expectation-and-disappointment. Period.

Exaggeration is art. Hahahah.

Today is the official last academic day of this academic year (of course by this time everybody is already well-informed that I am in no good condition of being in campus in any way). That means I am welcoming finals and currently postponing working on those assignments. Yeah yeah yeah.

And I am not interested in putting this so-called badge on my sidebar, but am in the mood of pasting it somewhere. So, here:

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Hope to see you while I socialize.

- synta @ 2009-05-15 / 10:40 a.m.

hope this won't last too long

I can't believe my body gave up again. This is the second time I had to stay bedresting in recent 30 days. Fuck. And next week will be the week of mass-final assignments hand-in days, while now I can't even manage to get up from this sofabed to get my internet connection topped up.

Grr.

Pocari Sweat, Panadol, Vitalong C, Risotto Instant Porridge, bottles of mineral water, hooded red jacket, and sour cigars. Grr. Grr. Grr.

- synta @ 2009-05-12 / 11:00 a.m.

i want short breaths, i found dark eyelids

”Are you okay?”

Yeah, I basically am. I just kept losing the appetite of posting new posts, most probably because there is nothing more than okay happened in my life recently. Boo~ring? Nnnah, not even close, I believe.

I just got better from cold—one very disturbing cold. And at that point I could only think about cutting my tonsils away since it volunteered most devilishly on postponing me from getting better. And it sucked… like a cheap whore. It did. Grr.

It had been two weekends in a row with Kak Pepi spending one of the nights sleeping on my couch since she got nowhere else to go. She gave up her rented room, in which she had stayed since her freshman year, because she’s now listed as an employee in one of those IT-something-I-don’t-understand companies in Jakarta. Oh wow. Go on, people, make your moves.

Blah, let’s just admit, I kinda lost the appetite again.

It’s Danielle, and she… danced. :-D

- synta @ 2009-05-04 / 10:01 a.m.