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WOW.

My stomach growls.

Anyway, I sort of agree with the quiz' result. Hahah. :-D

My Friendster's 'Who's Viewed Me' is currently looooovely! Hahaha. Hahaha. Hahaha. It's gonna be a lovely lovely daay! *Amen :-)

- synta @ 2006-11-28 / 7:22 a.m.

don't make me laugh

For God's sake, I know who you are. Or at least I know who you really were for 22 months and 3 days straight. So, stop play nice with people around me just to convince yourself that you have a so-called 'golden heart' personality.

Some things passed through, and I gave myself a reward for completing it. I'm now officially a part of Apres!, as my brother has been for the last two years. Last night was the final day of the kaderisasi which had successfully imprisoned me inside the campus until 3-ish am. I was so goddamn lucky that I had my brother as the head of the whole kaderisasi things. Nepotism, yes. :-p

And the reward I was talking about..

Oh well, it's not that important, anyway.

"EARTH CALLS THE COLDHEARTED BITCH, EARTH CALLS THE COLDHEARTED BITCH, PLEASE APPROACH IMMEDIATELY"

- synta @ 2006-11-26 / 10:05 p.m.

when the golden light starts fading out to the silvery shine

The rain came at the perfect timing for today. It was when I was tormented by the deadline of today’s studio’s assignment - while up until now, I still have nothing to be working on – that the first drop fell on my head. I looked up and then the next drop fell on my left eye. Then the next drops clearly brought along a sweet message for me and the rest of the studio, no sport subject for today. Oh, nature, were you just being extremely nice to me, or did I gain some super power when I was sweating like hell on my sleep last night?

So, the studio has been incredibly less bitchy these past days. That made my life turned into something more live-able which practically equals humanly sleeping hours for this entire week. Wow! Such a luxury.

I’m starting to fall for Regina Spektor since Pur sat next to me yesterday and lent me the right piece of her earphone. And can you believe what I repeated mostly on that opportunity?

:-D

Ask her.

I once wrote in my diary that I wanted to turn myself into a coldhearted bitch for the sake of honoring the legendary two break ups in this year, but now I can’t be disagree if people start calling me a sensitive sweet girl.

Eventhough just by typing it my stomach gets to growl like a screamo-ing faggot.

- synta @ 2006-11-23 / 5:55 p.m.

revealing the last see-through layer - apparently uneasy

The latest testimonial I got was from my friend, Bintang, and he said something like..

Uhm

Well, he described me as a beautiful duck who is always cheerful and GOOD IN DISGUISING THINGS (which he politely preferred to call as “acting”).

Wow. I wonder how it could be seen that obvious.

Anyway, I’m currently staying in Jakarta for the night. Tomorrow morning I’ll be leaving this sweaty town at 6-ish, as my brother said yesterday, which equals going home only for sobbing hardly on failing to attend this year’s JGTC. Wasn’t it pretty clear how I have been longing for the opportunity to be there? Well, hell knows how badly I want to kill my brother for having a morning meeting tomorrow and, not to forget, my lecturers for loading me with another ass-ignment for Monday. It’s on chances like this that I always feel free, yet forcing myself, to put the blame on the lecturers. Haha.

Hey, another mystery I gotta reveal as soon as possible: how is it possible that everytime I stepped on this house’s tiles I got hungry too easily?

That made my hatred towards this city grows much more unbearable.

Lousy post, I know. Tasteless. Corny. Yuck.

- synta @ 2006-11-18 / 8:56 p.m.

one day you will open your eyes and see her

Another reason to thank God for putting me in my campus :

Radit’s candid on Nov 11’s graduation day.

Being surrounded by talented photographers is heaven. Hahah.

- synta @ 2006-11-15 / 11:23 p.m.

sneaky sneaky ohlala~

I'm in the middle of doing my 2D's assignment. Been struggling for hours to find the 8th level but nothing seems to be close to the word success. And I'm out of white poster color. Grrreeeat! Shoot me instead.

Currently in love with Judy and Mary's “Hello! Orange Sunshine” - such a cheerful song. :-)

So last night was something tense. Whoaha. But I’m afraid I won’t be able to type more of it since this journal is open for public. Ho. Argh, but it’s such a hilarious story I’m always seduced to tell everyone I met. Aaargh!

Some conversation happened on the messaging service last night at around 12 a.m. :

+ : Maaf, dari pagi sibuk dkampus, br plg..
Hpy bday
- : it’s ok.. thx y..
+ : Ur wlcm
Would u mind praying 4me in ur bday?
- : ap mbul?
+ : ..Doain bs jomblo yg lama. Hehe
- : ogah..

- synta @ 2006-11-12 / 5:15 p.m.

put the past behind you. hakuna matata!

Wow.

It was so freaky, few minutes after I saw my latest ex for the first time after our unforgettable break up, somebody came to my table while I was having lunch with Tadya, Diani, and Giffa, and told me that she was Fahmi's sharing pal to whom he shared stories about me - loads of it - at tenth grade.

Freak how a day could turn out to be exes' day, ain't it?

Today's quote:

Diani: Synta, if you were about to be a nail, don't stab too deep! Give the wood a chance to be healed back after you impenetrate it, would you?
Giffa: Oh well, she's such an F number if she were a pencil, though. She might just left some thin unremarkable lines, but the marks would be so hard to be erased.

To which I laughed off in disagreement.
Whoahaha.

- synta @ 2006-11-10 / 8:45 p.m.

little-by-little, slowly but sure, i'm cracking. not inside. not only inside. wow.

Phew, life's been hectic lately, thankfully. Though getting successful in getting through these days had cost a lot more than I ever imagined. I let A died. I know, I'm always terrible when it comes to taking care over others. *sigh*

It was when I was too fatigued after spending two nights in a row without any luxury to even blink my eyes for more than 3 seconds that I let go of him. :-( My college turned out to be killing, not just for me, but also for the one I truly love. Darn, what a sacrifice I made there. :-( I miss him. And this loss has taken me into some traumatic period I have to live in. I don't even dare to let myself press the 'reset' button to start trying to take a good care of another 'others'. A's loss was too devastated for me. :-(

Anyway,
I was feeling lighter when I went to campus this morning, for I have made my assignment done, checked, and - magically - well-scored last week. I thought I was going to have some jobless hours to be spent by watching others - who had not got their jobs done - getting fully distracted by the overwhelming thought of the oh-so-close deadline. But hey, didn't I mention that my college is one hella killing alienated organization whose main intention was to let their freshmen lose their ability to have a happy, peaceful, live-able life as teenagers?

So shortly, they gave me and the rest of the class another ass-ingment, which would have to be done by next week.

Oh, like that's so unpredictable.

And I also had my athletic test this evening, which turned out to be a place for most of us to do the oh-so-lovely corruption. Ho-ho. How I love being a right byotch at the right time. :-p

Then I went home to Tadya's instead of mine. After watching one episode of some dorama I couldn't recall the title, we took a bath (separately, of course, you pervert) and then took off back to campus to watch the rehearsal of graduation's performance.

And that was one hella nice performance I was made stunned. That's one hell of a job those guys I'd proudly call as my friends had done. :-)

And then I went back home, here, typing this post.

Phew, I'm so tired for no reason. Tomorrow's gonna be a busy day, gotta get to Sabuga at 6.30 am.

Oh, note-to-fuckin-self :
QUITTING SNACKS = stay as far as possible from Tadya’s “house of heavenly chewable things”. Have I made my point celar, FuckinSelf?

Picture of the day:

Me and Giffa at TVST's ladies' room. :-p

- synta @ 2006-11-09 / 11:05 p.m.

smiling just can't hide all the sadness in your eyes

Funny sometimes, how my life always seems to be stuck on something that can only be called as a past. It’s even funnier how I always act like disguising it, denying it, but also sobbing over it inside, at the exact same time. I have always succeeded concealing anything I feel sentimentally - happiness, mourning. And the more I feel sentimental about it, the more I kept it disguised. That's me.

Some people were very much sure that I didn't feel any loss over what was just happened because they saw me still have those smirks on my face most of the time.

Honey, the more I smirk, more tears dropped, believe me. I'm a very good liar. Even to my own self.

And I also am a bad rebel.

A friend told me:

"Sorry, Syn.. But for me, Adli just seemed to be too self-absorbed. He would only think about how Acil makes it hard for him but only take seconds to think about how it hurts you the most."

Another friend told me:

"Enough, Syn. Don't get involved with them, not anymore. The more you try to talk to them, the more you'd feel wasted like you were yelling over walls."

And even more friends told me to just simply walk away from it, for it was happening for only some super short time.

Maybe I did give them nods over those advices then acted like I have moved on after hearing what they said.

But, please, take a look at this post's first sentences.

And these days are hard for me, mind you all, I even couldn't help myself from repeating Glenn Fredly's "Akhir Cerita Cinta" and All 4 One's "Smile Like Monalisa". Yea yea, I know how desperate it must've sounded.

Anyway,
A, the loveliest, had experienced his first ill yesterday. :-( I gotta take a better care of him. And people who had seen him were all agreed that he's cute! :-) He's sleeping now, sleeping like nothing's moving, not even the world. Oh, he's just so peaceful I couldn't let him be burdened by any small things.

But please, stop poo-ing around, A!:-

...
While last year was so full of love that I had never been officially single, this year's undeniably a true heart break.

Terribly TWICE, for fuck's sake.

Anyway, check out my new Friendster's photo.

My assignments are aaaaaaaaaarsehoooles!

- synta @ 2006-11-07 / 3:07 a.m.

st*r is complete :-)

It was last night when I was hardly disturbed by my abnormal sleeping habit that I met one of my juniors in Lapan, Mesty, who asked me about the reason of me typing my status msg in MSN as how it was seen. Long story shorts, she advised me to play something that was able to brighten the look I had on my face even by just seeing the name.

And the name stayed inside my mind, excited me over any other things might ever done. So when I had breakfast with the rest of the family this morning, I asked my brother if there were any KidzStation in Bandung and, if so, where. My brother hardly could give me any satisfying answers so then I suggested we drop by the Pondok Indah's KidzStation on the way back to Bandung this noon. He refused. :-( But then my father said he would take me to there just few minutes after the conversation took place! :-D

But the hard work didn't just end up that easy. It turned out that KidzStation was out of its stock this morning. I was frowned, almost to death, forgot about the other toys store laid on the third floor of PIM. Me was embarrassed for having that frown. :-p

So, the conclusion would bee..
Please welcome the loooooovely object of my affection!!

Moooommy, I looooove him!! Yesh, it's a 'he'! And I named him 'A', because he's SO completing the 'ST*R'. :-* smooch to you, my lovely A!

*And it could be translated as the initials of two particular names', too, if you get what I mean **wink wink** *

Oh, and in case it was unnoticeable, yes, I cut my bangs. No, actually, my father did.

And if it was still unclear, yes, I broke up. The hopeful relationship lasted for exactly one month only. Fascinating, ain't it?

But let it all lie still in the heart oh the st*r. :-)

- synta @ 2006-11-05 / 7:59 p.m.

do you?

Hum hum humm..

Lovely day!

It was me, Ncil, and Ochie at PIM 2's Starbucks this evening.

And my lovely Ncil gave me the 4 months late (or 8 months early?) birhtday present!

Needless to say more, I've been ':-)'-ing and ':-D'-ing and even 'x-D'-ing all day. Thank you mucho, meine Pepito! :-) Oh, and Mrs. Incognito, too, for finally meeting us up after years of unbelieveably knowing and not knowing each other at the same time. :-D

- synta @ 2006-11-03 / 11:24 p.m.

if anything, don't bother to ask for my forgiveness. ask everybody else, not me

st*r says:
beneran kan

- says:
ya paling gak lega syn

- says:
hari besok

- says:
sama hari kemaren juga gak ada bedanya kok

- says:
sama aja gak ada yang berubahkan

- says:
cuman sedikit status doang

st*r says:
klo lo ada di posisi adli

st*r says:
lo bakal ky gini jg?

- says:
mmm

- says:
nggaklah kayaknya

- says:
ngapain

- says:
bilang aja ke temen2nya

- says:
lah acil apa hubungannya lagi synta?

- says:
kalo gw nikung

- says:
baru lo marah sama gw

- says:
lagian acil udah punya cewe

st*r says:
ho

st*r says:
brarti dia emg ga syg ma gw ya?

- says:
ya mungkin

- synta @ 2006-11-01 / 10:46 p.m.