Thailand Trip! Part 1

I went to Thailand this early December with my mum. I was sooooo excited, I'd never been to Thailand before and I kept myself busy with researching about the places we were about to visit, what to prepare, what to bring, what to wear, what to eat, and so on.

Okay, first thing first, sorry for rushing. Lol. I've been waiting to finally got some free time to write about my Thai trip. The Thailand post is gonna be split separatedly into two different posts, I guess. Depends on how long it takes for me to write my journey in one day.

Let's get started! :)

So on December 1, I had to leave from home to the airport at 2am since I had a morning flight at 7am sharp. It was good. I waited a little for some quick breakfast at Starbucks. It's always better early than late, right? I departed from Soekarno Hatta International Airport (CGK) to Suvarnabhumi International Airport (BKK). It took about 3 hours of flight to get to Bangkok and we arrived quite earlier than planned, which was a good thing.

Suvarnabhumi airport is really nice, it's huge (well, of course it's an airport) and I like how they designed their roof thing or something like that. The staffs were nice. We had to have a long line for the immigration check. Just a little tips here, if you like to vlog or you just love taking pictures of things wherever and whenever, I'm gonna have to warn you that you are not allowed to use your camera for video recording or taking a picture there. You can do it AFTER the immigration check, which is the bags claim part. If you insist to take a picture there, there would be a big chance that one of their staffs would come to you and hush you away with some mumbles in the language that you would not even understand. And that would not be pretty for a start.

At the Suvarnabhumi airport, there were some immigration booths that had free sim cards for us to take. I didnt quite understand why they made it free for anyone, nor did I know how to use it (since me and my mum were Blackberry users) to activate our Blackberry Internet Service. But if you got the chance and the card, grab one.

After grabbing all of our luggages we walked to the waiting room, we waited for our car to come. Our guide was Cha Yut. I'm... not sure if that's how you write his name but yeah thats how you say it. He spoke Thai, Bahasa, and a little (poorly) bit of English. Since I can speak Bahasa and a quick learning of Thai language earlier (thank you, iPhone/iPad apps) we had no problem communicating. Our driver's name was something something in Thailand that means Blue Sapphire. Cha Yut said in bahasa that his driver's name was like a bit girly. Man, I pity my driver.

Since we came at around 12-ish, we took a lunch in a restaurant. It's famous for its Tom Yum (Tom Yum is Thai's famous cuisine)

My mum loved the Tom Yum but I was not a big fan of seafood or any other similar cuisines so yeah.. I didnt really like it. But the rest of the food was really fine. They were tasty and my tummy was happy.

After the tasty lunch, we went straight to Chatuchak weekend market. Now this market only opens on Saturday and Sunday. And I heard they were huge, so I happened to downloaded the market map on the internet earlier to avoid getting lost somewhere in there and being left behind. Hey, cant be too careful.

When I came there, "HOLY LORD OMG", was the first thing I said. Because not only they sold a lot of interesting stuff, but also THEY WERE LITERALLY HUGE. We were given 4 to 5 hours for shopping and the first 2 hours were spent only in around one area. I had the map on my iPad, I'd love to put it up here but maybe later. You can just actually google and download it though, it's everywhere on the internet :)

The first thing we bought were totebags. They were made from canvas fabric and they were sooo cheap. It was only about 150 bahts. So I bought two of them, one was american flag printed, and the other one is tribal pattern printed. Cute. After that, to move inside the market through the main entrance (the one that has a huge Chatuchak Weekend Market plank outside), we passed some crazy part of the market that sold foods. Like, LOTS of food. Food stalls? I dont even recognize any of them but from what I saw, I think they had some grilled squid, fried squid, fried chicken wings (yes, it's considered a "streetfood snack" there), fruits, hugeass bread that looks like Cakue/Odading in Indonesia, noodles and rice that are cooked in one HUGE pan, and MORE! The smell made me desperately tempted to try them one by one but due to the limited time, we headed to the market first.

There, I can tell that everything was really ridiculously cheap. They had some cute handicrafts with various designs (bags, bracelets, pouches, keychains, amulets, pillowcovers, rugs, jewelleries, etc), clothes, scarfs, animals, old books, antique stuffs, handmade things, house decorations, and many more. They even had plants and flowers there. Sofa, lamps and house furnitures were there too. It's crazy. It summoned the shopaholic side of you, I kid you not.

But thats only in 'that' particular part of the market. I went deeper through the market, and wandered around there deeper and deeper from the entrance and we found another part of the market. It's the spacier part. They were more likely focused on bags, shoes, and food (and foot spa for the tired shopaholic tourists). And the stuff offered was a lot better! I mean, I think it's quite obvious that it's the part where you want to shop for a real "good deal". I mean, with the good price (a little bit above the other part's prices) but better stuff. Because most of them were like a group of Bangkok's local boutiques or lines and so if people told you to embrace your bargaining skill in Chatuchak, I dont think this part will do well. Because they mostly do the fix-price thing, although if you had this special charm or luck I'm sure they'd give out some discount :)

the pups at the market <3 p="">

Like me. Mum bought some tribal printed leggings at the first part of the market and I forgot how much they costed but I guess it wasnt more than 300 bahts for two. She also found some cute belts for only about 120 bahts. I found a really good leopard printed leather bag for 850 bahts at the antique part of the market. I also found some amulets sellers but mum didnt let me buy some :( she was probably terrified lol. But I did buy some cute little cat statues made of... i dont know it looked like gold but I believe it wasnt, for only 100 bahts for 3 pieces at the antique part of the market again.

At the other part of the market, real good deal. I bought two  super adorable rings (my favourite fashion item, come on) for only about 250 bahts or something. The shop owner was a young guy, a bit older than me, and he was VERY NICE. He heard me and mum speaking in bahasa a little and he asked me if I was a Malaysian. I laughed for a second and I said "no, I'm probably more like an Indonesian". He nodded and shared that he learned Melayu back then and it was really hard for him to memorize. He was really friendly. I told him I love his shop and he gave me a quite big discount for my rings. I definitely would want to recommend you guys his shop but unfortunately I couldnt recall the name :(

Also, there were a lot of shoe stores and they have the quirkiest and cutest shoes you would ever find. I bought two suede flats, one in red and one in coffee-brown and they were only around 300 bahts! After wandering around for hours, mum, who loves coconuts, stopped and bought this coconut ice cream on a coconut shell with corns and a tiny flag of thailand. Plus a cold glass of coconut water. They were 30 or 50 bahts. It was heaven. Mostly, almost everything there is around 100-100something bahts. Shoes, shirts, dressess, belts, rings, pouches, a bag of keychains... just everything.

I found this place who sold some shoes too, my wild guess is they're a quite famous local brand because the shop was quite full of people. The brand was called Walking in My Shoes. They had some good shoes with cute designs that slightly looked just the same as others with cheaper price. But turned out, it's different. Their material is different. I bought two shoes for about... I dont know 700 or 800 bahts maybe? And the owner gave me some discount :) I bought a shirt from another local brand too, it was a simple pink striped shirt with white pocket in one side for about 150 bahts.

My tips, Chatuchak is good if you want to have a good deal for shopping. I'm not joking if I said they have a lot of good stuff that you probably wont find in any other shopping places there (MBK, Siam Paragon, Platinum or so forth). So, when you feel like buying it, buy it. Because I learned that if you keep holding yourself back from buying by thinking that you'll get back to that store later, you know what? You wont. Either you wont have enough time for that, or you wont have enough energy for that.

Oh and have I mentioned you about the books part of the market? Well, before I left, I'd been planning on hunting some good books there, but such a bit of a dissapointment, they mostly had books in Thai, which I wouldnt understand because they were in Thai characters :(

After wandering around and shopping here and there, we finally got ourselves out of the market and took a rest at the JJ mall next to Chatuchak. There, we came again across the food stalls. Getting confused of what to get, I decided to get this with my mum..

Fanta in Thailand

this is only 30 bahts! TASTY

And they offered us some takoyaki too. Although we all know that Tako is Japanese cuisine but why not try the Thai version of Takoyaki? So for two snacks, it was only 50 bahts and they were delish!

We headed straight to our hotel to unpack our stuffs and take some rest. That's for the first day in Thailand, I'll keep writing on this space for the other days.

See ya! :)

Bookworm's summer reading prey

So yeah what you saw is right. Me looking like a homeless hobo. That was me before bed. I did look messed up a bit especially the hair and face which are the only part shown on the picture and by that I mean I look overally messed up.

Summer summer.

What's better than a good companion on summer? And my good companion would be books. So here I am, blabbering about my reading list this summer to you. First on my right, John Winchester's Journal. My fuckin favorite of all. By this, you'd know that I've been a hardcore fan of Supernatural since their very first season on TV. I've tried to collect some of their related merchandises but... doesnt seem to be easy to find here in where I live. But then one day, as a part of my usual and regular day on my holiday, I wandered around the bookstores to hunt for some good books. And then unexpectedly and surprisingly, I found this journal. Which is actually a journal of Dean and Sam's dad they bring everywere they go that you always see on TV. Now you get to see and explore it yourself right in your hand. For the record I always sleep with this book on my side.

On my left, you'd find The Hunger Games. Yep, I have the ebook version. I just finished reading it last night, which means it only took me about 3 days to finish it. Also continued with the movie, as the closing ceremony. I realize that the book seems to be so much better than the movie. Frankly said, the book pulls the reader really deep into the story and it plays well with your emotion through every page of it. I mean, I'm not saying that the movie is bad (come on, it's never bad with Liam and Josh), it's just that in the movie, I dont see and feel the same emotion as how I feel when I read the book. You know, I dont even feel it when Katniss was upset for Peeta's betrayal, or I dont even feel how shitty Peeta felt when he figured out that what Katniss did was all for the purpose of entertainment and she was all acting it up. But the movie is good, you know. Liam Hemsworth is more like a one-liner (which is too bad cause he could be an interesting magnet, he got potentials) and Jennifer Lawrence is so much more uncommunicative than how I expect them to be on screen. Josh Hutcherson is all good.

So there it's said, I'm done with The Hunger Games, I'm nearly done with John Winchester's Journal, and my next hunt would probably be Kardashians' Dollhouse. Look it up on google, it seems ridiculous but I'm guessing that would be a light interesting book to read. Or maybe I'll hunt for another book. Candace Bushnell's Summer in The City seems pretty entertaining since I got addicted to Bradshaw's story in the first book. See ya!

Got accused, not cool at all

From the earlier post, I've promised you that I would get back to some things later.

Well, it means now. Kind of.


I remember my so called overseas brother ever told me how hurt it is to be accused. I was completely unaware, naive, clueless about how bad it really is. He told me to never do that, ever, to anybody else cause I would never know how much it'd hurt.

Until that day.

No, it's not about romance, not a drama either. No. Just my campus life. I sort of think that it wouldnt be wise to write all the details down here. So I choose to make it brief.

Long story short, I got accused unfairly for something that I'd never done. Or thought of doing. I got accused by one of my lecturer assistant or whatever you call it and it went far too deep than I thought. I did cry, to be honest. Trying to get back to my senses. Not knowing what to do and totally in a weak position for only being a student. Despite all the awards, achievements, or good magnificent fabulous nice amazing things I've done as a student there (put sarcasm jokes here).

Bottomlines are, the system sucks. So do the people with zero humanity. I somehow feel like, if ended up somewhere else earlier (lets say Sydney) I wouldnt have to deal with these kind of shits. And maybe I would enjoy myself staying and studying there more, they have more to offer too, and more comfortable yet proper. While here... I have to say this, the place I'm currently living now doesnt have much to offer you. You know, I even question if one could really develop themselves here. Maybe there'll be some, but not much. As soon as you can, I strongly suggest you not to spend your life here and go move out somewhere else.

This place is doomed, devastated, morally broken. I am even disgusted just to be here.

Things That Bother Me Lately

If I could posses any super power, I would go greedy. I would like to ask for the power to control the time, to control other's minds, split into several copies, snaps fire from my finger, and probably... fly.

Summer has been really great. Well, the break is for 3 months and I should say it's a pretty long and satisfying break for the restless me in the past months earlier. But I feel like, even in the longest holiday and break, I still couldnt rest my mind completely. Like, some stuffs just happened. You know... Things were not so good at the earlier phase of my holiday. We'll get back to that later. But yeah, things were not so good and those hardly keep me relaxed. Now that it's over. Temporarily (yes, we'll get back to that later).

I couldnt bother not to think of what's gonna happen in the next semester of my academic life. First, they're gonna move the campus (not literally) to somewhere far than the one we used to go last semester. And my house is apparantly a lot closer to the old campus building than the new one. So here's the thing, I got some options. I could live in a rented dorm like most of the students there, I could drive back and forth for about 1-2 hours every single day, or I could rent a room but still drive back and forth every single day. How is this a big deal for me? Why Vin, students all around the world do the same, live far from their family, survive alone, and so on and so on. Well you my friends, clearly dont have any idea of how the circumstances are there. I mean... I would say that it's not even a proper place for any mankind. I first thought and accepted to drive back and forth every single day, but then the schedules of my classes out and I found out that I'll be having 7am classes for the straight 3 days of my classes. Which means it's nearest to impossible to drive for an hour or more to get there.

So the confusion begins there. Whether I want to rent a dorm or just drive everyday. I still couldnt imagine myself living alone there all by myself. No, I'm nowhere near to be a spoiled brat, but come on... I find it personally hard to live separated by my family. My family has been the main reason of most of the things I did and is my main source of strength of my life. And being far from them would be like a complete nightmare for me. But I couldnt afford to think of how I'd be driving along for an hour in the morning everyday without getting my chronic fatigue symptoms back.

Another thing is, I'm currently a main leader of a, lets call it, campus event. It's a pretty big one. And it would be held on November or something. Those things about my committee flies accross my head all the time and it gives me wrinkles between my eyebrows, which I hate. I really want to, for once, forget about it. Just be free. You know, free. Without any burdens. Lightweightly free and happy. Is it too much to ask though?

Another thing of another is, the fact that I created the ideas for my campus' orientation, I should be on the spot at the day to maintain how it goes. I wouldnt reject as I'd always love new spotlights. But the date and time are just the time where I'd be on my way back to town. Which is impossible for me to make to be on the spot at the certain day. I am now still trying to figure this out. Mum wouldnt allow me not to come with the entire family, and getting home earlier by train is impossible due to the unavailaibleness of ticketss for that certain date. So I have no choice but to be a no-show later. Idk how to let my seniors that I work with know about this. Trying to eager myself up now.

Wish me luck.

Dressy Saturday

I've been working on a new project this summer. Yes, this longass holiday cant be wasted for nothing and endless sleep. I've gotta do something. So then, this Saturday, I started my first project. First attempt.
Check out how they turned out :)

Yes, they're all designed by me. Actually, a lot of photos are ready to publish but I was just thinking that maybe you'd get bored to see them or whatsoever, so I'm just gonna show you some of the dress collection :) Let me know what you think and if you're interested to see the rest of my design. I might upload them more in the future :)

And as I havent told you on this blog that I had a line, yes, I do have a line. I've been desiring to have my own fashion line since I was in middle school and its been my dream to design things that people would wear, like mum. But the main obstacle were always my scheds. I was afraid to start coz I thought I wouldnt be able  to maintain it. And this summer, after all the wills and guts I gathered, I officially moved my ass off to werk on this with a bit of help from mum. Lol

God, I had a fun Saturday although I was sick as an ancient granny. Now that's the spirit.

Summer

I understand Summer is trying to figure out. She's been talking about the non-existent of coincidences, and fate in between. And till know she's still figuring out. Summer is sorry, for everything. For the past that happened. For the bees in seasons. Summer  hasn't been a warm season but the coldest instead. When Summer's gone, it wasnt because of a cruelty towards the bees. It wasnt because Summer hated bees. Summer didnt hate.

I've been a Summer.
I've been a Summer this far.
I've been a Summer for as long as I could remember.
I've seen a lot of breakdowns when Summer left. But I never happened to see how severe they were. I never happened to see what it took not to break. But none of those done in purpose. None of those was any intended. Summer was just looking for a meaning, questioning the thin lines between all of her doubts.

And this taught Summer to stop. I dont want to be a Summer forever. Not in anyone's season. At least I hope Summer would find a right time for a season, just to be sure.



Wtf did I just write at 2am omfg I need my bed and unicorn

People I Miss, The Very Fuckin Most

This is the list of the people I currently miss as fuck.

1. Gasoy girls. Fitri, Ira, Meli, Egi, Nisce, and everyone. Apparently everyone I went to middle school with. Dinda, Zahra, Dewi. And omg the nicknames lololol. I miss the moments we struggled together during the last year of our middle school. And how we spent times together. Lunches, hang outs, basketball practices, especially the fresh jokes from the oven. They're the best.

2. Jane V. The girl I've been friends with since I was in... I dont know, playground? Or first grade? I cant remember well, but we've been friends for fuckin yearsssssss! She's the realest, awesome girl I've ever known. Kristen Stewart's number one fan. And her mum's birthday was yesterday, HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNTIE! STAY YOUNG <3

3. My German teacher. Uhhhh I randomly miss the old late night convo we've ever had years ago. Talkin in German and things in between. German music (lol), German jokes, and a bit of life. This guy is really something, he was more like a friend to me. Oh, and he was still young too. So dont think of anything creepy.

4.  Nathan. This overseas Australian bestie I used to spend my nights with in front of the screen in my summer break. Lol. I miss this person so much. And the ustream moments because my webcam just didnt work :L and Bec. And the cinnamon game that tortured you for a moment lmao.

5. Adinda. The girl I went to 6th grade with. She was and is still awesome and nice and pretty and everything now. I randomly miss her :(

6. People I went to my other elementary school with. I can never forget the mini class we had. That very special one coz we were those acceleration program aliens lol. Indah, Willy (my partner in dancing), Lintang (the chubby smartass guy with something interesting inside the lunchbox everyday), Desma, Nenggar, Fikri, Inayah (she was a cute short haired girl with cute notebooks), Brian, Andreas (AHA YOU PRANKSTER), and just everyone really. I miss the dance practice we had, the performances, the itchy sparky mini skirts, sleepy maths teacher, sliding on the floor with our paper-white socks, taking pictures beside the huge tree branches beside the corridor, and everything.

7. My English teachers. Yes, teacherS, with S behind. I miss all of my English teachers during my study life. Both at school and courses. Except that one... that very scumbag one with bold eyebrows looking like a cartoon. That one, I curse him for life. But the others, I just miss them. Let me remember them.

Mrs. Indah who was so pretty and nice and friendly and humble and gave me the opportunity to be a representative for that speech contest and though I didnt win the speech, I won the wardrobe thingy instead. That was absurd.

Mr. I cant remember the name with glasses and old who always told me not to speak too fast coz he wouldnt get a thing (lol), he was both strict but very loving. He was my teacher at my middle school.

Ms. Gorgeous who had to move out because of some important reason. I did cry and gave her a bee mug. I was sad.

Ms. Quiet. A substitute for this Ms. Gorgeous who moved out. Wasnt really well noticed and um respected as she was really quiet and her voice was reaaaally low. But I did like her still. I respected her as she always had a good point actually. Last time I saw her was when I was doing a grocery shopping about, two years ago I guess.

Amanda. She was gorgeous and very good at teaching. The fact that she was very good looking made  her a model for some photoshoots here. She also appeared at one episode of Termehek-Mehek thingy on TransTV. She always had her nails painted with different colours and that was the cutest thing of her. She had to move out to China and at the last class I had with her, I gave her a purple bracelet because I was a sad bitch :(

Eric. AAAAAAHHHH ERIC. A Canadian. Awesome. Awesome. Blue eyed. Awesome. He taught us the proper way to use the curse words and made us promise him that we wouldnt tell our parents. He brought us snacks to the class. Introduced us his band back in Canada (?) with their Zombie Killah song. Epic. At the very last class I had with him, we arranged a fucked up farewell partay with candles, letters and a cupcake towel lol.

Matt. I had two Matts actually and I did like both of them. Matts are awesome. Both were so good to talk with. The second Matt had even told me that I was loud. Very loud. Lol. The first Matt had ever appeared in one episode of Kick Andy years ago, I guess. He was so witty, and nice, and awesome, and he played instruments well. So well. He ever gave me a full pack of his songs, I still have em now on my iPod :)

Jim. JIM IS AWESOME. He was the nicest person Ive ever met omg. I still remember the very short chit chats we had when we met, asking randomly about things and everything lol. A really friendly, humble, and good to talk to kind of person. He also gave me two copies of Dan Brown's books when I told him I was desperately looking for them. :)

8. My cabaret team. Yeah, I did drama/theater/cabaret when I was in middle school. I always loved every moment I spent to practice and be with them. They gave me opportunities to act, dance, and sing. I am so thankful that I was a part of them. In fact, I was the president kind of thing at the moment. I remember our performances. I still have the records :) I remember we practiced in this mirror room on how to walk, run and dance without making noise on the floor, how to talk loud and clear, how to act and be someone that is completely out of ourselves. I remember they taught me how to slap someone perfectly lol. Everything. Thanks in advance Smile Cabaret :) I've never had a chance to see any of you guys again but I sure wish you guys are doing well.

9. EEP Ladies. Amalia, Mila, Nana, Yunita, Audi, and everyone I met in EEP. They were the best ladies ever. Especially Amalia, Nana and Mila who went through a lot of levels with me together. They were there to have my back at my hard times. I remember the sushi and ice cream time we always had after class. Now that three of us are separated by distance in our own paths of study. Would be hard I know to reunite again but I always wish you girls the very well this world could ever offer.


Oh shit I shed a tear.

Exams, Miley Cyrus Engagement, etc

Hi people! I'm listening to Nicki Minaj's Starship right now.

Okay that was pretty random.

Anyways, I just wanna let you all know that I'm gonna have a quite enough break from my finals for like a day or two. So, I can take a chance to write again here. Ah, there are a lot of things to say. So, where to start...

Just a quick review about my finals, they've been bitches. Economics was the very most pain in the muthafuckin ass. Kind of regretting how I've been lacking of concentration lately, I couldnt just blame everything to my subjects either though. Although the lecturers were mostly scumbags. But I shall admit that I havent been focusing on my finals at the beginning. Only when it came to the second and so on days, I pulled my very best effort to think. I've been getting distracted a lot by a lot of things :( I'll talk about it on another post.

Oh! And Miley Cyrus is fuckin engaged!!! Ahhh, I know it's too late to write about it now, but I've just got a chance to do so. I'm so fuckin thrilled omg. When I read about the news, I was like "REALLY?". Because Miley is just 19 and Liam is 22 and if they're just gonna stay engaged for two years or so untill Miley gets a bit older and so does Liam, then that'd be fine. BUT NO. They have chance to get married at anytime soon! By the time I read that story.... I feel like my childhood is completely over.

Oh and I miss everyone :( I miss my old friends and everything I used to do or have or eat or drink or play or whatever I just miss my past so bad. I know that we, people, cant stay attached to our past but you know what makes it that way? Memories. Memories stay just the same. They dont change. And they're the most perfect, priceless thing that you can ever have forever.

Couple of days (kind of like, a week) before my finals, my girls from my middle school asked me to hang out just to have some girls chat. Considering that we hadnt met each other for years. And I was gladly accepting it because I miss them a lot, but then I had to cancel it due to my meeting scheds. I was sad as fuck.

And I miss reading good books. Alone in my room with a cup of coffee in the morning or night with windows open. I miss it. Real bad. I've been busy minding stuff that I feel like not doing lately :( I feel like pleasing people but not even a second for myself. And that's just sad.

Well, I guess enough about me bitching about my life right now. I believe things would get better and end eventually. Good things for those who wait! :)

Sunday Sister Day Out

My sister has been crazy about that Rilakkuma bear lately. She's been collecting her Rilakkuma stuffs since like, months ago. From eyes mask, keychains, to bags. And today, dad asked me to keep her company to one shopping place called PVJ (Paris Van Java) to take her orders in one of the shops there.

Well, the proposal was given early in the morning where I was just gonna take a big spoon of my breakfast to gulp. First thing came to mind was I was actually planning to revise the whole day for my finals next week, but secind thought came that I had intention to purchase some stuffs too. So, a bit heavy hearted, mum and dad drove us there and just left us to hang out there by ourselves. A bit too early, it was so good to walk around a mall with rare people.

Firstly, we went to the very first floor, to grab some snacks, things we needed at home and a bit of my medicines there. And then after spending hours inside looking at shits and playing with hamsters, we got our butts out. Next, we walked straight to the shop that had my sister's orders. I forgot the name but they do have a lot of Rilakkuma shits there. From plushies to iPhone cases. My sister was so excited to get her orders.

Finished taking her orders from days ago, we walked to find some DVDs and possibly Birdy's or Kimbra's album. A bit dissapointed, I didnt find any. FYI, I've been a fan of Tintin since I was little, and I've been collecting the comics and the mini figures but I shall admit that it is hard. It is hard to be a collector. So, when I asked the man if they had Tintin DVD, they didnt have any. I'm sad :(

We kept wandering around, entering a lot of shops such as Zara, Topshop, Cache Cache, Dorothy Perkins and so on and so on but stil, I didnt know what to get. My sister ate some Bingrae. We nearly made a same cute door hanger, so we stopped at Rumah Bagus. But seeing a bunch of people are buzzing the tiny place, I hated to go in there so we left. At the very end, finally we stepped in to Sogo. Looking for some shirts or something good to wear, I found myself a cute top.

Not sure why, looking at the very simple model, I got fuckin attracted to this top at my very first glance. The colour of white and navy blue stripes, and a bit of weirdass pattern just caught me. You can actually pair this with your favorite blue jeans, whether its the short one or long, it'd still be cute I believe. Oh and of course, good ol' vintage oxford shoes.


Oh God.. why...

Eargasm Playlist

I've been listening to some artists over and over lately. Here I give you what I think is the worth-to-listen list for this month. Some of the songs arent new but who cares right, the new ones arent always good nowadays.

1. Birdy.
Suggested tracks: all of the songs on her debut album, Birdy. Plus, the one on The Hunger Games album, Just A Game.
This lil angel deserves to be heard even more. She does cover a lot but she also wrote some originals herself. And she's frickkken 16!

2. The Civil Wars
Suggested Tracks: Poison and Wine, To Whom It May Concern
The way they sing is just flawless. The voice of Joy is deep and somehow mind-haunting.

3. Kimbra
Suggested tracks: Good Intent, Cameo Lover, Warrior
Vintage. Unique. Cant be more specific than that. The music makes you dance. Even if you dont want to.

4. Lana Del Rey
Suggested tracks: Born To Die, Radio
She's fuckin gorgeous. Raised as a native in New York, she made her breakthrough turn-heads with her single Video Games

Aside of all the suggested tracks above, I am all aware that likability is relative. Those could be not so catchy for you, so it'd be wise and good enough to download the whole full album as well. Although the favorite tracks might be different to me and you, but one thing I can guarantee is that they're all worth a listen.

Have fun playing with the new playlist! Eargasm!

Birdy Day

Hey people!

I've been having this crazy addiction to Birdy. If you happened to listen to her songs, go check out Skinny Love and 1901. I have all of her songs on my iPod and been fancying the way she sings.

So today, as I had nothing much to do, I piano-played her Skinny Love over and over for about 3 or 4 hours. I was actually thinking to make a cover for the song, vlog about it and upload it on Youtube like those cover amateur singers out there, but considering that I sound more like a dying whale when I sing, so I kept it all myself. No. Big no.

The song is sort of tricky to play. Not sure if that was because it's been ages to me to play my piano or the song was really finger-twisting. But overall, you shall try to listen to her songs. She's awesome. A bit of a hipster icon from the style. Fabulous piano skills. I love her. And you know what? She's freakin younger than me!!! :-)
And here is the part of the lyrics of what I'm currently listening. Let's say, my favorite part.

"...I've seen fire and I've seen rain.
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end.
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend,
But I always thought that I'd see you again..." - Fire And Rain (originally by James Taylor)

Debating, Meeting Up, Finals

Well hello people!

I know it's been a really long time since the last time I blogged. I saw spiderwebs and dusts all over here. And there *points out randomly*
I'm sorry for abandoning, with no real intention, this page though :/ I promise I will write more when I'm done with the inhumanly hectic scheds I'm having. What have I been busy with? Well, shall I mention one by one to make it a good list of what-to-do-before-you-die? No. But generally, I've been busy with my study (classes, quizzes, tests, seminars, etc etc), my organizational life (a president of this and that, a comittee of this and that, meetings), competitions, and my debating so called carreer.
So, I'm not here to sum up everything. But basically just updating.

I won a marketing debate couple of days ago, and I'm quite relieved coz it was a debate competition in a language that I wasnt even so good at. My own supposed-to-be-mother-language. Lol. (really, it's not that easy  as people thought it would be). But then I'd done my best and the fact that I won was just... hilarious. I was also honored to be one of 3 best speakers among the whole participants. We'll get back to that soon.

I cut my hair. World has to know.

I dont see any difference but fuck it I cut my hair

I've been crazy trying out new places to chill too. Yesterday, me and mum were trying this place called Mr. Komot. Not sure why the name is a bit... weird, but the expectation of the place was a bit high. When we came in, they offered us the menu. The menu was just common, the food and drinks, all of them were basically just the things you'd most likely find in another hangout places. Outside of the menu, they offered us some cakes too. There were brownies, rainbow cakes and so on. Different brands for each, so I assume they're like a 'shelter' for various cake and snack brands. At the same place, they have a mini boutique at the second floor. I dont remember the name coz it was hard to say.

Mr. Komot's Healthy Drink. Weirdass shit.

Mr. Komot's Baked Maccaroni and Fettucine Carbonara

The old stairs to the second floor

Ummm generally, I would give it 60 out of 100. Sorry.

 Ughh and came to the last point to update, finals are coming. Yeah, brace yourself mofos, the finals era is on. It's about one more week from now. And several things are bothering my head. Just... wish me fine.

Coffee and Oatmeals, Noms

I've been crazy trying out instant coffee. Any kind of it. But since I've promised myself and my new years resolution that I'm only allowed to have 3 cups of coffee a week, I ended up with two brands of instant coffee this year.

Also, I dont know if you knew this but I dont eat rice. Been doing it for about 2 years and I feel great. So, as the substitute, I get myself oatmeals.

I love oatmeals. Oatmeals are great. Low of calories, but the carb is gonna suit your daily need of it. Also, high fiber. Oatmeals are good for your heart too. So, instead of consuming high of fat carbo source foods, try oatmeals.. I usually serve it with plain milk and honey cause it doesnt take long to cook. But actually, you could create your own version of oatmeals. Depends on you taste.

Oh and I would probably write about food, health and tips about it this year. Since, I've been trying to live a healthy life and I just thought of sharing it all with you :)
Have a good weekend you guys! Stay healthy!

No, Not At Anytime Soon

Mum's friend: So when are you getting married? *stares at me*
Mum's friend: Hahaha awwww has she got a fiance already? *asks mum*
Mum            : Hahahaha
Me               : Ahahahahaha
Mum            : She's 17
Mum's friend: Oh...... She is...

I do look old *jumps off a cliff*

Wear Your Heart, Stop Self Harming

So, Lisa Schwartz made this cause called Wear Your Heart (hashtag it on twitter so you can see who participates in there) and its an act to stop people from harming themself by putting a heart on their wrists (tattoo or simply draw it).

And I took a part :) I knew and I realized how awful this issue is, and I knew how there are a lot people out there who suffer the same. I understand the feeling and pressure and everything that relates and I just want to let the world know that they are not alone. I understand. And I want them to love or respect their own body. Cutting, hurting, or harming wont solve a thing nor make them feel better. There are still other ways, to have a happier life :)

I know how cruel sometimes the world treats us all, but believe me, we all are never alone for a second. You just have to take things from the bright side, surround yourself with positivities. And if we ever felt like we're losing faith and giving up, I'm still here. I will hug and calm whoever you are down and make you feel better. Screw it if there was no one else to hang on to. I'm here, I'll be here. I'll be with you. And I'll help you to get through everything :)

Dont give up on life. Smile. Accept. Dont judge. Never assume. Love. Eat chocolate. Listen to music. Take a nap. Read books. Do whatever to make you happy :) stay positive, I love you.

Take a part, put a heart on your wrist and let me see it. Tweet or email me.
Twitter: @frankenrev
Email: aiurevi@yahoo.com

This Nation Smells Funny

Those court people seem a lot intimidating what so ever.
The women was supposedly asked as a witness, not a dogheaded being.
How was she supposed to give them answers while they were treating her harshly and unpleasantly?
How would a person answer the questions properly while they're terrified.
That woman was.
I mean, I'm not saying that she declared that directly but I believe everyone could tell that she was.
Her voice was shaky, she was trembling when she made statements. And not to mention that sometimes she got lost at the question asked.

Those court people, or whatever they're called, are said as educated people, but zero manners.
Manner is not an option, it's a must.
And I do believe that education level always comes up together with manners.
They're educated, right? They went to law school whatsoever, but they didnt even act like one.
I dont know if thats really how the session should be, due to the procedure. Or they were really just bluffing the witness. Whatever it is, whether that is how it is or not, I'm telling you one thing people, I disagree.
I dont like how the session went, I dont like how they asked her questions, I dont like the fact that it looked like they were bullying and judging her instead of examining her.

Another thing is, you know those workers who blocked the streets and caused a massive traffic jam?
I found some people who threw them shit words just because they blocked the streets and cause a traffic jam everywhere.
Funny.
I wonder where the humanity goes right now.
With or without those protesters, the fuckin traffic jam would still be there. Traffic jam is everyfuckinwhere and muthafucka just dont have heart or being both blind and deaf. When a reporter asked them why they did this, guess what they said? "We just want to have a good life. We want our kids to have a better education, go to good school".
How would you manage your feelings from breaking when you hear that? My heart broke to pieces when I heard that.
When some of us are dreaming to travel around the world, wasting food, going to clubs, getting drunk, using drugs, on the other surface of this earth, those are people who couldnt even afford a fish to eat.
On the other part of this land, those are people who have to wait every month to eat rice.
They only want their kids to get a good education, so their kids wouldnt end up like them.
They just want to live good. Eat well. Live well. Rest well.
I believe they wouldnt block the streets with no purpose. They wouldnt do it randomly.
What, why on earth would someone block the streets under the rain? Under the sun heat? In the middle of smokes? Burnt, shouted, cursed, unwanted.
It's the form to show how inhuman they were paid.
They were looking for someone who would defend their rights.
Their basic human rights.
Cause in fact, no one cares about them. No one defends their rights.
Now they're asking for some hearts to care enough to help them.
They didnt ask you for your gold and diamonds.
They didnt ask you for your mega huge shelter.
They didnt ask you for your unlimited milk in your storage.
No. None of those.
Now are you still gonna cuss them out for blocking out your way? Have a heart, my friends. My a little heart for life. They need us to defend their rights. They need me, they need you, us.


This is a mad world we're all living in.
This world smells funny, to me.

Stupid Trolls are Stupid

Gosh, third post of the day and it's only 2.47am. Wow, I hope I'm not going to spam my own blog. Haha.

So, I just had a conversation with this person. That I thought would be.. A little bit "well-connected" with me in the way we bring the conversation. Turned out... nothing was even connected.
I dont know whether I talked way too heavy and serious or I was using a really hard vocabs or what. OR, maybe he was having a severe mind-shut-down. But I smelled troll around at the moment.

Holy Lord.. stupid trolls are just stupid. And it was a total turn off for my talking-appetite, really. I felt like throwing him with trucks of brick made of his brain. And I know how yucky it sounds, I just couldnt help myself. I'm feeling so... cranky. Lol. I mean, this year, he got the award for being the dumbest listener or partner in talking ever. He definitely needed to just grow up, or... upgrade his freakin mind to a new version or something. For God sake, and my patience sake.

I even doubted that he got the points I was trying to make. Lol.. oh Lord forgive my sins.......... Maybe I made too many mistakes and so You made an arrangement for me to meet this person. Or maybe, he's just a very special kind of stupid. And I prefer the second one, to be honest.
They need to stay in a cave, or under the bridge, get their brains upgraded. Cause I felt like I was talking to a piece of gum, oh my God.
This makes me even believe in a quote more, "never argue with stupid people. They'll drag you to their level, and beat you with an experience".

Plus, no one can see the difference from the outside.

2.36AM

Imagine a planet, in a galaxy. A galaxy, in a group of galaxies.
That's how I like to talk about perspectives.

At some occasions, I like to pull myself out. From the crowd. From all the noises. Hiding behind a group of bricks. Like a little bird in its nest. Like a baby in her warm and fluffy blanket.

Alone, with myself, my thoughts, God. Thinking. About life, universe, nature, things. Hiding from the outside world. Finding a purity, in a perspective. Finding perspectives. Think wide. Like, climbing on a high mountain, and seeing the view from the top. Like, being a Sun, surrounded by the galaxies. Like, being a white sheet. Newborn. Pure. Safe.

I am on my way to find more perspectives. To look at the whole cookie, not just a part of it. I am finding my inner peace. I dont need kungfu like Po to alocate the peace. I just want to have it, for myself.
In happiness I find peace. In loneliness I find peace. In silence I find peace.

xx
Vin

Silence and A Wiser

I started to think that, silence is more than gold. It's priceless. It's an act of a wiser. It's a healer. It's a piece of art. It's a skill.

Now, if I was asked, I'd choose silence over speak up.
Every word that comes out of your mouth shall be  positive. Cause words are magic.

It's a behaviour, leads to a habit, then acts. Its sharp, like a sword. It's healing, like a cure. And I believe that mouth is always the root of all unfortunes. Thats why I always try not to say anything bad that I dont wanna say. 

If you have nothing good to say, you better keep it yourself. Swallow the words.

Always think, before speak, even for a single word, it could save a life. Even when I'm alone and speaking to my ownself, whatever it is, when it's good, say it. When it's bad, keep it inside. Doesnt matter if there's no one around to hear it, your body and God hear it. The universe hears it. And you wouldnt wanna see them make it to come to life.

Lately, I think.. people forget to be silent and listen. They tend to speak. Speak arguments, with no facts. Throwing all the negative words around. Knock people down. Hurt people. Spreading the fever. No one actually listens. I dont even see the art of a proper and good communications anymore, where there's a listener and a talker. When whatever we say is heard. And where whenever we dont have anything to say, we keep listening. Not forced, to say something. Which leads to a trashtalking.

Yes, trashtalking.

This is a mad world.

Where the silents are judged to be the weak. The losers. The quitters.

And where the one who always have so much trash to talk about, is the winner.

Society. People. Person. Human being. Needs to be reminded, that sometimes, keeping things for themselves are winning. They avoid conflicts. They act wisely. They reduce anger. They hold on the pride.

It's not about how many words you say, it's about the quality of your talks.

People say you just have to be yourself, but they will turn away and judge you behind. No need to be naive. Truth is, they will. We all will. Both in a fluffy way, or in a harsh way. To be judged good, talk good. Act good. Live good.

A wiser avoids a problem, a dumb makes it. Always remember that it is always okay not to say anything. Just let the things fly. Let the society defines you. Sometimes, you dont need words to let the world know. Like a river, things shall be there where it should be, eventually.

Have a faith, that justive will show. And karma walks around.

Silence is the only thing I crave.

xx

Vin

Sleep, Vin. Sleep

First of all..... *takes a breath*
I just opened my twitter and here's what I found:

click on it to zoom

Freakin Mrs. Julia Gillard followed me on Twitter?!
Dont call me a corny, but ya know.. A Julia Gillard. Freakin. Followed. YOU. On. Twitter.
Nah I dont have to explain it here.


Anyways, that's just an intro, let's talk about the main topic.
So I've been lacking of sleep lately. I could only go to sleep (with real sleepiness as the reason) at 2 or 4AM. I usually spent my time, revising for my finals next week, and just surfing the internet like a boss. And I had to get up at 5AM every single morning. But lately I'm feeling the side effects.
I always had massive headache and eyesache or whatever the legal names are for them every single day. Lately. Like, I dont know what I have done to my body, but it did happen. The aches.


I think, (well, seems I should write it down here) it's also because of my caffeine consumption. You knew that I'm a coffee addict. I drink coffee a lot. Literally. I used to have 3 to 4 cups of it a day everyday, and morning coffee was a must. But then this year, since I've written it on my resolution, I dont wanna drink too much coffee. I've added the limit, it cant be more than 3 cups a week. Yes.. Slowly but sure to change.


Also, it's not that my friends and family didnt care. They did. So much. Some of them even sent me a bunch of articles about the dangers of caffein slash coffee. Which, I actually had ever read before, but these acts of them really touched my heart for knowing that they care.

taken at 11.30pm. complete fake happy face

Anyways, back to the main topic. I really have no idea for curing these aches. The most distubing one is the eyes. It hurts. It hurts when you just woke up. It hurts when you're getting out of your bed. It hurts when you're walking. It even hurts when you're doing nothing. And also, the sudden sweat and heartbeats. I mean, my heart does beat,  but suddenly sometimes it gets a lot faster than how its supposed to be.
I'm a bit terrified actually, really.
If any of you were a doctor or had ever been in this kind of situation, please please leave a comment below. Help! :(


xx
Vin

Man, these are good

So, considering that I only have two weeks of holiday (and the first week of it was ruined), I spent my times on reading some books.I'm gonna give you some reviews for these books I read. Okay, so lets start from the first one, its Bergdorf Blondes

Found this somewhere in a bookstore when I wandered around the town alone. Hurggggggggh.

This is a great book. I first read this one when I was in highschool, but it was the Indonesian version. So I kept looking for this baby in every bookstored I could possibly reach.

Generally, this book is about a girl who tried to survive a life in New York. With her super rich boyfriend and her passion for sewing (or probably repairing) wedding dresses. It's all about high fashion, New York girls, and it's quite similar with Candace Bushnell's Sex and The City. This is a really girly book and look at the chic cover. The writing style is also so fresh and quirky. Smart witty jokes that would tickle and make you giggle for a second. And who's the author?

Let's meet the sweet sweet lady, Plum Sykes.

Sykes poses for a portrait in Houston, TX

Sykes is an  English-born fashion writer and New York “it girl". In 1993 Plum Sykes became a fashion assistant at British Vogue. She was featured that year, with, among others, designer Bella Freud and model Stella Tennant in Babes in London, in a photographic shoot by the American Steven Meisel, which was produced by the rising fashion guru Isabella Blow.

In 1997 Sykes became a contributing editor on fashion for American Vogue, of which Anna Wintour, also British, had been editor-in-chief since 1988. 

In 2004, the world of New York fashion was the setting for Sykes' first novel, "Bergdorf Blondes" and sold a quarter of a million copies worldwide. It took its title from the Bergdorf Goodman store in Upper Manhattan, founded at the end of the 19th century

A second novel, "The Debutante Divorcée", was published in 2006. Plum publicised it with an array of personal appearances at stores in New York (Chanel, Ralph Lauren, Frederic Fekkai, Ferragamo, Neiman Marcus and Oscar de la Renta).

Okay, moving on to the next  book. I have Deception Point by Dan Brown.

Quick review. When a NASA satellite discovers an astonishingly rare object buried deep in the Arctic ice, the floundering space agency proclaims a much-needed victory -- a victory with profound implications for NASA policy and the impending presidential election. To verify the authenticity of the find, the White House calls upon the skills of intelligence analyst Rachel Sexton. Accompanied by a team of experts, including the charismatic scholar Michael Tolland, Rachel travels to the Arctic and uncovers the unthinkable: evidence of scientific trickery -- a bold deception that threatens to plunge the world into controversy. But before she can warn the President, Rachel and Michael are ambushed by a deadly team of assassins. Fleeing for their lives across a desolate and lethal landscape, their only hope for survival is to discover who is behind this masterful plot.

I really wish I could meet him in person.

I've been a longtime fan of Dan Brown's masterpiece since I read his first book about Langdon, The Da Vinci Code. I was... in middle school at the moment I guess. And I swear, I had never found such book before as I was still a really young girl who knew that such books didnt exist. But then I read it and I got attached to it and finally I got addicted. My passion for this kind of thriller, mysteries and conspirations was first raised by his books

And believe me when I say this, I have ALL of his books.

Having and completing my collection of his books was one of my 2011's resolutions. And now it's completed. I even had them in two languages.

It's nuts sometimes what you do for something you like with pleasures.

I think I'm kinda obsessed with books. Like, severely obsessed. Lol.

Okay, so I guess thats it for today. Gotta get back to my real life, revising for my finals next week.

Wish me luck, you coffee drinkers. Wish me lots of it.

xx

Vin