At least, I still have to fight for stuffs I want.

People have been saying me as a spoiled brat, Daddy's favourite girl, that I get everything I want. Like everything. Well the truth is.. NO. I don't get everything I want. Mommy and Daddy no longer believe in my puppy dog face since I barely remember when. Mom and Dad don't instantly grant my wishes just because I asked them. I have to have a proof, no matter what is it that I can keep. And making my parents believe is a fight, a climb to a high cliff. I have to, at least did things that make them proud, and acing exams is not what make them proud. I have to fight for what I want. I don't get it just by asking them, by persuading, and kaching! Cash flows. Well, I hope things work that way but... unfortunately, no. It doesn't work that way. I have to fight for what I want. So sorry that you're wrong, cash doesn't flow that easy and I don't always get what I want.

Happy Eid Mubarak to every Muslims celebrating today!

I don't wanna be the reason why.

I have the fear of hurting, the fear that I'll be sucha failure, sucha disappointment to the other. The fear of seeing someone hurting and knowing that I'm the reason behind the pain. I guess I'm traumatized. I hate being hurt that somehow, I don't wanna hurt the other. I don't wanna get too attached. I don't wanna love someone, something or whatever it takes too much. I just, don't wanna love and leave em and see someone hurt. Whether it's my friend or whoever. I'd better roll with the punches.

I've been ill since yesterday, my body temperature's rising and it hasn't gone down till now. Spent the whole day sleeping and when I got enough strength, I urge myself to clean up my study desk. And here it goes, before and after. (Extremely low picture quality, I forgot where I did last put my camera so this is from my iTouch.)

BEFORE

AFTER

Happy belated birthday, my dear Indonesia.

INDONESIA <3

RESPECT5 by SMAK5. Twas yesterday, dated August 18, 2011. Yeah, had so much fun. The third day of my exhaustion week sequel. And twas indeed, extremely tiring but everything worth the exhaustion. Pocong Mandi, Two Wings, Ketek, ERGGHH!, A lot, and so much games. I participated quite much, ignoring my bruised knee. So yeah, it's the weekend. Happy belated birthday Indonesia!

Out of the blue, I think of redecorating my whole room because it is in a massive mess and I'm bored. I need a new room!

I'll be seventeen too one day!

This week is a total exhaustion. Monday was study day, Tuesday was decorating for Debora's surprise day. Wednesday was another tiring day, and today is no exception. Another tiring day as well. I lost my voice, I skipped so much meals because of the hectic-ness. To me, this week is officially over.
Debora's sweet seventeen party. And I say, see you bitches rocking the floor in heels. And last night was.. extremely fun.

My junior from year 10!

I was actually chewing sushi at this picture so.. that's why I have the blowfish face.

After makeup, I so love this geeky glasses of Cornelia's.

They are my sweetest girls.

Waiting for pictures to be on Facebook, so yeah these are Blackberry quality pictures. Happy sweet seventeen to Deborah, my bestest friend ever (dated August 17, 2011) and to happy sweet sixteen to Amelia, the cutest friend ever (dated August 18, 2011)

Love and relationships are never like the movies no matter how much we want them to be. But when something beautiful ends, for whatever reason, it's most important not to be disappointed that it's over, but glad that it happened at all.

It wasn't for you nor anyone, I'm just writing. With no intention. And I'm just shocked that you thought it was for you. I mean, how could you? And you disappear. Geez.