I hate money

Everything in this world involves money-- Materials, foods and living. Everything except for love. You can spread out love aura to anybody, anyone. To some people, especially me, I have become a person that is scared of love. I'm not used to having love given to me directly. It's always indirectly or sometimes.. I'm just blind enough to see that there is someone out there pouring their love to me while I'm here shutting everyone out. It's always been this way-- scared and scarred.

I'm not living to please people but I did what I have to do, I gave out love to everyone whom I think will always have my back and never leave me but what I learned as of today is to not expect much from anyone because "The worst betrayal always come from the ones we trust the most". My senses believed that no matter how much I tried being nice, lovable and happy, somehow it is just not enough.

To my family, my Boyfriend and my friends, please don't take me as an advantage. I love all of you to bits and viruses, wholeheartedly. I might not be here long but I'll always remember each one of you.

This is me being honest about something for once.

Just for the sake of packing

I'm a neat freak, I YouTube/Google on how to pack a suitcase.

I changed my mind (sort of)

TDF!!!!!11!!!!!1!1!!!!1

Mini masquerade party

Jakarta trip: I love travelling to same places because every time I came back, I learn new things and gain new experiences. Bonded with my family over couture knock-offs and cheap stuffs. I made new friends (I need to remind myself not to be too friendly sometimes). Worked and earned my own pocket money. Spent millions of Rupiah. Hung out and just.. Enjoy my time of temporary freedom.

Grillz: It hurts. I don't want to talk about it.

Books: Still onto.. Twilight. I need a bitch slap. I've been procrastinating since early of November and now it's almost half of December and I'm just wasting time.. (Literally, freaking out here! Oh crap.)

IN: Wanting to write for all my life, possibly for this blog or just anything (please, give me a writing gig.. I'm begging! Ha! Kidding). I need to work my ass off to prove that I can be an Editor or anything related and save money for future use. Instax, Bamboo and Macbook. +/- iPhone 4S (A girl can dream..). Or just draw your mind.

OUT: Hard solid foods. Curse you metals in my mouth! Other than that.. Stop trying to "feel" everything, it's not worth it. Stick to what you have in your life right now and don't forget to throw away old toys.

Reminder: Write a new list for '12 New Year's resolutions and drink loads of water.

Post-hiatus: I'm home!

I love aleexandraaxo so much!

Hiatus: I'm on a vacation

I'll write soon!

(Nobody actually reads my blog..)

brick walls and statement necklace

Time flies so fast, it's November in a blink.

Starting the 11th month with swollen gums, cramps and every existence of girl problems. Mood swings and whatnot are not fun. I've been sprinkled compliments, praises and good karma. "What other people think of you is none of your business". I don't like labels. One thing fo' sure -- How I style myself, is definitely how I'm feeling at the mo'.

Football.. Where do I begin? I'm not a fan, I tried (so hard), but it doesn't seem to (what would they say?) find a place in my heart. Nada, nothing, zero. Obvious reason: I don't give a shit (at all!). Moving on..

Numerical forms of what is up for Nov:

i/ Of being random and for the love of writing: NaNoWriMo '11

ii/ Exploring Jakarta soon!
iii/Grillz -- Why did I ever agreed? I got sick 78% of my holiday and what is life (yet again)?

iv/ Future plans.. All I can see is bokeh.

Saturday was fun: Chic Pop, dessert date and BBQ. Sunday: I got sick and nobody cares (I'm just being dramatic here). But really, I was nothing but super nice to you all week and how did you repay me? By shitting all over me. Excuse the language, I'm hormonal. Meds time!