Tuesday, December 31, 2013

2013 and how it always feels like it's 2012 to me

I almost thought I'm celebrating the transition from 2012 to 2013, when I realise it's only a collection of heartbeats to 2014.

Time flies so fast when you're having fun.

So... 2013. I have done great in cleaning up my life. Eliminating the bad, getting out of unhealthy relationships, start working out, eating well. I really think I did well in 2013. So here's the list of 20 lesson I've learnt (and applied) in 2013:

1. Somethings are better left unsaid.
2. Being an idealist is more tiring than being OCD 24/7.
3. Money can buy happiness, but the things that matter doesn't have a price tag on them.
4. The best way to kill time is to do nothing but reverse crunches on the bed and pretend you have a pet cobra (just for fun).
5. Being openminded is key, but having boundaries is the essential alarm that goes with it.
6. There's no such thing as changes, we just suck at adapting.
7. A pair of a statement shoes is the only thing you need when it comes to being stylish.
8. You don't miss the person, you miss the situations when s/he was around.
9. Time heals all wound, all anxiety, all things actually, but it's the extra push that gets you through.
10. Every girl needs to have a strong eyebrow game and a self esteem of concrete so she's not bothered to watch a movie or dine alone.
11. Fit is the deal, being skinny hurts.
12. Listen to your heart and let the brain finish the process.
13. Bitchface all the way.
14. Embrace the butterflies, the sparks, the sudden heartbeats, the great feeling of hugging every single person in the room.
15. Everyone deserves to be happy and you should never be in their way.
17. Home cooked meal will always taste better.
18. Love shouldn't be spoken, it should be felt, and it should feel good.
19. Look for rightness. It only took one person to snap me out when I know the whole world is actually helping me.
20. Shoot for a flat stomach; even if you failed, you still got great arms, athletic shoulders, and probably squeeze in the bonus which is a thinner silhouette of your body.

(still shooting for flat stomach!)

Resolutions? My resolution for years to come is actually just one; be a better version of myself. I think it's easier to see everything in a big picture rather than listing it one by one on small details and at the end, you'll feel so good about yourself because if you achieve it, you'll learn so much more. Sure, learning a new language or do 100 squats a day sounds more realistic than my resolution, but things will eventually fall in place when you try to be the best that you can.

2014 will be very hard. It will be a bloodbath. I wish I could slow down because thinking it all kinda drives me insane. I think I'm not even ready for everything because I read UN as a screaming prefix un- not Ujian Nasional. I am still not ready for physics in any form and I couldn't bear to think how well I will do in UN. 2014 is less than half an hour away, and I'm bracing myself for anything. This is the year of my turning point and it will be so much bigger than having a new, awesome, pair of shoes.

Am I ready? Nope. I'm taking the biggest leap of faith to myself this year and I know that my resolution is really simple, but I have a lot of expectations I would like to indulge in the next years to come.

So here's to 2014... May the tears that I will shed, the sore that I got from laughing, the hugs and the hate and the time pulls me together, to a better version of me.

Oh! Number 16 was this:

Start letting the right people in. They're there for a reason and that reason is to wipe your tears and tell you that it's gonna be alright.

2013... It's been a blast! Not really sad though, I blogged 58,62% less than 2012! :D

Song of the year: definitely... Oh man. This is so hard. Err............. 


Hardwell's Dare You featuring Matthew Koma.
Either that, or Lana Del Rey's American.
Or Ariana Grande's Honeymoon Avenue.

BYE 2013!

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Turning Twenty

Words cannot even describe how much gratitude I am feeling just by having her, even with the 300 miles apart.

Three class meetings, so has it been three years? The days are long but the years are awfully short, but with you it has never been short of happiness. 

I may not always be the good sister that will always listen, I may not always be the good friend that will always be so cheery when you told me about some news, I may not always be the good girl that follows the rules, I may not always be the bad girl that always breaks the rules, I may not be a good enough student to make you proud, I may sometimes be a little off-track with my things, my mistakes are repetitive, my flaws are cover-proof, but I will always know that:

You're like a sunflower in the middle of a sun kissed, green, vast meadow. You're like the gleam of lights that we see on the surface of the sea. You're like Cumulus, floating effortlessly in the sky. You're like coats of mascara that I will never leave home without. You're like a pint of ice cream in a post-breakup scene. You're like a bouquet of flower in a pre-date night scene.

You are comforting, uplifting, connective, and probably a million good things in the world that dissolves into one single human in the world.

You are getting older, but you'll be the same person to me: The one who I run to, the one who I vent my emotions to, the one who I ask about things, the one with more greens in her plate, the one who will (eventually) lead me to adulthood, the one who will always be there. I, too, will be the same person to you: your always little, your kepo-woman, your best friend, the girl who will be as dizzy as you will at that special day, the girl who eats way too much of red meat, the girl who's only a text, a phone call, or a tap away.

I know a lucky girl. She seems to have everything but turns out, there's one thing that she's lacking. Being a lucky girl that she is, God gives the missing part of her and it turns out to be a sister.

P.S. That lucky girl is me.

Saturday, December 14, 2013


Since everybody's not in town, and by everybody I mean everybody, I spent today cleaning and having a quiet day at home. It's still almost seven and I actually still can go out somewhere but the car is being borrowed and it's raining non-stop since this morning (I got two loads of laundry sitting in the machine because getting it out would ruin them) and it's just feels reaaaalllyy good to have no screw-y sound in the background.

I used to be so attached to my TV at times like this. It must be on, 24/7 at all costs and blackouts scare the hell out of me. But lately, Mom gave me options on either TV or internet and of course I chose the internet! Frikkin crazy. So... Yeah. I stopped binge-watching on The Kardashians, I lost track on Scandal and ANTM, I catch news by my phone and the paper. The only time the tv's on is either on movies or food channel. I have come to a point where TV sounds actually gave me headache. Well, maybe in a week I'd watch a thing or two (I think I can't wait on my Mom's approval to watch SATC on a DVD-basis, I don't want to miss out on a major it cult of the 90s!) like... I don't know. I can't make up something, I guess I'm off the TV too long :))

So when my friends told me to watch this this show, local, called Diam Diam Suka, I just don't know what to say because a) I never watched local soap operas before! The only time I was addicted to a show is when Glee went viral and a heart-throbbing me, patiently waiting for Darren Criss to recite lines and beam his amazing god-like persona and b) Gossip Girl put my standard really high on soap operas so I'm definitely hesitating. Turns out it's so hilarious and let's just say that I'm glad I don't like watching TV. I'm just really glad.

I'm so excited for The Hedon Trip. Oh wait. It's still half a year away! Alright. I'm so excited for New Years Eve. I don't know where actually I will be spending them but a busy fireworks finale is always a must have.


Thursday, December 5, 2013

I'll always be...

If you ask me, we go to the movies because we want to see fairytales. A sleeping queen woken by her true love's kiss. A princess who puts aside her jewels to make her way in the world. Lovers torn apart being brought back together. But life isn't a fairytale. And happy endings are few and far between. In life the young queen becomes a tyrant. And takes her subjects to war. So that's why we need movies. To remind us that, despite it all, love can still spring in the most unlikely of places. And that sometimes, even fairytales can come true.

P.S. Lol, yeah, I'm soooo bored studying for finals.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Bandung and the bits

It's that time of the year; Outdoor Study time. Until now, I still don't know why it's called Outdoor studying because we weren't really outdoors we're just outschool, if there's such thing. Plus, we're not actually learning something. I think field trip would've been more appropriate but hey, I'm not the one in charge so I really shouldn't care.

This year we actually went out of Bogor and Jakarta. My first was Bogor-Jakarta (IPB and UIN), second was Jakarta (UI and Dufan), and this year is Bandung (UNPAD and UPI, plus what so called Kunjungan Wirausaha to Lembang Floating Market).

I'd rather go to, like, Paris van Java (a mall. YES. A mall. Judge me) but it wasn't on the option when we chose yet the responsible teacher said "We will not go to Paris van Java because you guys chose the floating market." and I remembered I just sat there and thinking "What?! It's not even in the options?! If it was, I'd chose that over a heartbeat." I mean, it's more entrepreneur-esque than some funky floating market that we actually have (and way much cooler) (not naming names).

As usual, we went per bus and this year bus sucks. We usually have boys in our class in the bus. We did have boys though, but they're like, two years younger. School, if you're reading this, please continue that tradition because I kinda want everybody to suffer. I'm lucky enough to have fun chaperones, so... Fine. I'd be having fun with my girls anyway.

I did have fun. But, it's not as fun as having boys in the bus like the last two years. I sound really slutty right now, but believe me. Having boys in the bus would ensure us of having great music, laughing tons of laugh and getting some sleep on the road.

When we got to Unpad it was already late and I wasn't really listening because none caught my attention. My shoes though, demand some affection by being broken. Thank god for superglues.

When we got to UPI... It's a whole different story. I have a familiar face there, YAY! Yay for Kamal and his awesome schedule of lectures so he could actually be there. He kinda kidnapped me(?) and put me on trouble... He did showed me around UPI and it's huge. He showed me his classrooms and the library and the canteen. If it weren't for the surprise and the lack of my cellphone battery, I'd took lots of pictures of UPI and with him. After was the floating market and you could see mine (and gengless, 'duh) instavid reaction in my instagram page and let the pictures do the talking.

[ obligatory gengless and gengless+ selfies ]

[ teacher selfies because they're awesome ]

[ this needs one word only; best! Abiw's photobomb is awesome though. First picture 'hello people hello world Abiw's in the house yo!' second picture 'lol im done photobombing people']

[ I can't believe I'm saying this; I wouldn't be myself today if it weren't for this guy ]

It was great though, if you only think from the 'spending great time with my friends' side. And now... As for the finals...

Yeah. It's NBD that we didn't make our own exams and decided to use the expert mode exams. It's N-B-D.

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