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Saturday, April 16, 2011
Did I ever say I was gonna post loads of stuffs as soon as I arrive in Japan? No, I must have not.
DANG.
The downs:
I have to wake up early every day.
I have to WALK almost every time.
IT'S SO HARD TO DAMN APPLY FOR SOMETHING. Internet needs you to have a bank account and wait for a week for a modem to arrive. Cellphone needs you to have a guarantor if you're under 20 and contracts and dang expensive costs.
The distance of the school to my dorm is like... ugh...
I can't sleep on the way to and back from school or on transportations just because I don't wanna miss my stop. I MISS CARS AND DRIVERS. T_T
The ups:
I can actually wake up early!
I finally do exercise (read: walking)!
I have uber nice seniors here. The one in my dorm even stop locking her door when she goes out just so that I can use the internet in her room. There goes my plan of even subscribing the internet in my room.
I AM USING TRAINS. ISN'T THAT AWESOME?! I'VE BEEN WANTING TO USE ONNNEEEEE! KYAAAAA!
Nice new friends!
Super fast, seriously, internet.
Great food!
I have a beautiful park view from my dorm room.
I BOUGHT A SUPER ULTRA CUTE TAKO DOLL! KYAAA!
Okay, I suck. I can't think of more things to say.
Anyway, point is, I enjoy it here. There's just something missing.
You see, I should have been feeling very excited when I arrived in Japan. I don't know, like, super excited feeling or just... something, but. None. Seriously. It feels... "Okay, fine, I'm in Japan now, so what?" WHICH SUCKS. I mean, I just don't feel aliveeeeeeee! Uh.
BUT, I do am happy whenever I pass this street with lots of clothes shops and THEY ARE ALL SO BEAUTIFUL! *blush* And when in the train or on the street and the girls here, they dress and do make ups and they are all gorgeous. Then I can wear anything I want here and no one would care. Back in Indonesia, I got stares when I wear the things I like (which are, I know, mostly weird). Bah. BUT NOW I DON'T! Good thing the people here are kinda ignorant.
The school is really fun too (except during lessons, which bore the hell out of me). The teachers and staffs are so nice. And they really like Indonesian people, because we are known to be really nice and friendly. Hah! B) BUT TOO MANY CHINESE! And they speak in their native tongue and so greatly and I got jealous and kinda regretful that my Chinese doesn't get any good even after studying for... what... eight years? T_T
Oh! During the entrance ceremony, there was these four students who gave speech in Japanese, Chinese, Korean and English. During the Korean part, I was like grinning the whole time because because... I CAN'T HELP IT! I usually only hear Korean in dramas, so when I hear it IRL, it just excites me! I WANT TO LEARN KOREAN!
Last night, while I went out with the seniors again, I tried drinking tiny bit of alcohol! They taste... bad... But when I drank the strawberry milk with 3% of alcohol, IT WAS GOOD. LOL, strawberry milk is good. Ugh, now I wanna drink banana milk.
Err... then I am thinking of making a new blog. So that I can separate things, make it tidier and stuffs. But we'll see about that later.
DANG.
The downs:
I have to wake up early every day.
I have to WALK almost every time.
IT'S SO HARD TO DAMN APPLY FOR SOMETHING. Internet needs you to have a bank account and wait for a week for a modem to arrive. Cellphone needs you to have a guarantor if you're under 20 and contracts and dang expensive costs.
The distance of the school to my dorm is like... ugh...
I can't sleep on the way to and back from school or on transportations just because I don't wanna miss my stop. I MISS CARS AND DRIVERS. T_T
The ups:
I can actually wake up early!
I finally do exercise (read: walking)!
I have uber nice seniors here. The one in my dorm even stop locking her door when she goes out just so that I can use the internet in her room. There goes my plan of even subscribing the internet in my room.
I AM USING TRAINS. ISN'T THAT AWESOME?! I'VE BEEN WANTING TO USE ONNNEEEEE! KYAAAAA!
Nice new friends!
Super fast, seriously, internet.
Great food!
I have a beautiful park view from my dorm room.
I BOUGHT A SUPER ULTRA CUTE TAKO DOLL! KYAAA!
Okay, I suck. I can't think of more things to say.
Anyway, point is, I enjoy it here. There's just something missing.
You see, I should have been feeling very excited when I arrived in Japan. I don't know, like, super excited feeling or just... something, but. None. Seriously. It feels... "Okay, fine, I'm in Japan now, so what?" WHICH SUCKS. I mean, I just don't feel aliveeeeeeee! Uh.
BUT, I do am happy whenever I pass this street with lots of clothes shops and THEY ARE ALL SO BEAUTIFUL! *blush* And when in the train or on the street and the girls here, they dress and do make ups and they are all gorgeous. Then I can wear anything I want here and no one would care. Back in Indonesia, I got stares when I wear the things I like (which are, I know, mostly weird). Bah. BUT NOW I DON'T! Good thing the people here are kinda ignorant.
The school is really fun too (except during lessons, which bore the hell out of me). The teachers and staffs are so nice. And they really like Indonesian people, because we are known to be really nice and friendly. Hah! B) BUT TOO MANY CHINESE! And they speak in their native tongue and so greatly and I got jealous and kinda regretful that my Chinese doesn't get any good even after studying for... what... eight years? T_T
Oh! During the entrance ceremony, there was these four students who gave speech in Japanese, Chinese, Korean and English. During the Korean part, I was like grinning the whole time because because... I CAN'T HELP IT! I usually only hear Korean in dramas, so when I hear it IRL, it just excites me! I WANT TO LEARN KOREAN!
Last night, while I went out with the seniors again, I tried drinking tiny bit of alcohol! They taste... bad... But when I drank the strawberry milk with 3% of alcohol, IT WAS GOOD. LOL, strawberry milk is good. Ugh, now I wanna drink banana milk.
Err... then I am thinking of making a new blog. So that I can separate things, make it tidier and stuffs. But we'll see about that later.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
OH GOD, I CAN'T BELIEVE I DID THAT.
This morning, we had this orientation / farewell party at the embassy. At first it was boring... too much talking about stuffs I don't get... (or care...) and I just could not wait to STAND UP. Gosh, sitting for three hours listening to something not of your interest is just too boring. At 11.55 (I remember the time because... just... the staff emphasized it), we were FINALLY allowed to go to the toilet, so me and a few friends went to the toilet and came in a tiny wee bit late for the Japan's Ambassador's speech.
I was like, "WOW! YAY! I got to meet someone who is usually seen only on TV!". I know, I am so... lame. Then, I think it was like a few minutes before the break, there was this... photographer who came. And he... was... *breathes in* kinda cute... (although I guess he's way older than me), but but but... the face... HAHAHAHA I can't believe I am grinning while recounting the... event. (Yeah, sometimes I write with a straight face.) Anyway, he's cute... kinda handsome... more like cute... err... okay, you get what I mean.
Anyway, the whole time during the Ambassador's speech, I almost burst out laughing. The accent is soooo Japanese-y and then there was that time when he kinda forgot the word he wanted to say, then ended up repeating the same phrase. Wow, I have to learn how to do that and still no change in the expression. If it were me, I would have flustered. He was good. Well, logically, if he wasn't he wouldn't be an Ambassador...
Then after "the guy"'s speech, there was a representative from the Research students (who all seem so mature...) who gave a very long speech. She... was good... I mean, it's in Japanese and... Wow... I can only understand very little. After her, was my friend, who represented us, and she was good too... I couldn't believe she got all blank and was still able to recover. Seriously... WOW.
After all the speeches, it was finally eating time! Woo! Damn there wasn't any sushi or Japanese food (as I had imagined), because the farewell ceremonies in other cities had those types of food. So jealous! At first I hurried to the hall to get myself a plate, BECAUSE I WAS SO DAMN HUNGRY, but... some of my friends approached the Ambassador to take pictures, so I did. Hah! Although the picture's in someone's camera *I can't remember who... ._.*, but I took a picture with an important person! I feel important! And that friend of mine who gave speech was praised by the Ambassador! Instant golden child status granted! HAHAHA!
Then I went to take food... then I went back into the hall and ate. THEN THEN THEN, something unexpected happened... That photographer approached my group and somehow ended up interviewing me. In a little bit of Japanese, English and Indonesian, which... I answered with my tiny knowledge of Japanese, more English, even more quietness, then tiny Indonesian. And I was sure, that we both did not understand each other most of the time. So, when he asked me something which I interpreted with a yes-or-no-question, I just "Hai, hai, hai" HAHAHAHA! I have this bad habit of not wanting to look stupid. I just can't help it... ._.
So, after more talking with (mostly) my friends, then suddenly the friend of mine who gave a speech, wanted to take picture with THAT guy. Gosh, it was quite hard. I mean, taking picture with an Ambassador is normal, but with a newspaper's photographer?! Wha? (But I wanted it too... ._.) In the end, before we went home, another friend of mine who was so... confident, asked him to take picture together, then followed by me... then more people... At that time, I was happy. Now? Gosh, I don't know why I did that... SO... lame. But here's the picture:
Yes, it turns out as I expected. Thank you, Photobucket, for making my picture appear super small! He isn't as... saying cute is weird and he's not exactly handsome, so... whatever, as IRL. Bleh, anyway, I LOOK LIKE AN OFFICE WORKER AND IT SUCKS. GOSH. This is exactly why I don't like wearing that skirt, but that skirt is cute... And that blazer(?) is kinda too... fit! Blah... But I love them both... And the sparkle-y top is my Mom's from my Aunt, but Mom has never worn it, and I kinda loved it the first time I saw it, but today was the first time I wore it. Lol, messy sentence.
We then went to hang around in Grand Indonesia, to watch the dancing fountain (one of my friends wanted to watch it so badly, she was all watery in the eyes [I AM QUITE SURE SHE FAKED IT! Very goodly, though.] when she thought we missed the show... We waited an hour for the next one and yeah... that was the first time I saw it. Everyone there was from outside the city and I got teased that I hadn't seen it, nor knowing the way around the mall. ._. (And about me not remembering ever going to Dufan... T_T) IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL! The colors are uh-mah-zing! And the song... There was three different songs, the second song was a mash-up from various "Phantom of the Opera"'s musics & songs AND IT WAS SOOOOOO GOOD. I was so happy when I heard it. Like, I WANNA RE-WATCH, but I hate the ending... It was sad... but happy, but mostly sad...
Today was a happy day (despite the slight embarrassing, okay, not 'slight', more like VERY embarrassing) and it's good that everyone is so nice! But it's kinda sad that me and another friend is departing so soon. OH, GOSH, THREE MORE DAYS. Okay, it's already at night, so only two more days... But the research students we're going with seem so nice, so it's good. Radiation, please hop on elsewhere, thank you.
I was like, "WOW! YAY! I got to meet someone who is usually seen only on TV!". I know, I am so... lame. Then, I think it was like a few minutes before the break, there was this... photographer who came. And he... was... *breathes in* kinda cute... (although I guess he's way older than me), but but but... the face... HAHAHAHA I can't believe I am grinning while recounting the... event. (Yeah, sometimes I write with a straight face.) Anyway, he's cute... kinda handsome... more like cute... err... okay, you get what I mean.
Anyway, the whole time during the Ambassador's speech, I almost burst out laughing. The accent is soooo Japanese-y and then there was that time when he kinda forgot the word he wanted to say, then ended up repeating the same phrase. Wow, I have to learn how to do that and still no change in the expression. If it were me, I would have flustered. He was good. Well, logically, if he wasn't he wouldn't be an Ambassador...
Then after "the guy"'s speech, there was a representative from the Research students (who all seem so mature...) who gave a very long speech. She... was good... I mean, it's in Japanese and... Wow... I can only understand very little. After her, was my friend, who represented us, and she was good too... I couldn't believe she got all blank and was still able to recover. Seriously... WOW.
After all the speeches, it was finally eating time! Woo! Damn there wasn't any sushi or Japanese food (as I had imagined), because the farewell ceremonies in other cities had those types of food. So jealous! At first I hurried to the hall to get myself a plate, BECAUSE I WAS SO DAMN HUNGRY, but... some of my friends approached the Ambassador to take pictures, so I did. Hah! Although the picture's in someone's camera *I can't remember who... ._.*, but I took a picture with an important person! I feel important! And that friend of mine who gave speech was praised by the Ambassador! Instant golden child status granted! HAHAHA!
Then I went to take food... then I went back into the hall and ate. THEN THEN THEN, something unexpected happened... That photographer approached my group and somehow ended up interviewing me. In a little bit of Japanese, English and Indonesian, which... I answered with my tiny knowledge of Japanese, more English, even more quietness, then tiny Indonesian. And I was sure, that we both did not understand each other most of the time. So, when he asked me something which I interpreted with a yes-or-no-question, I just "Hai, hai, hai" HAHAHAHA! I have this bad habit of not wanting to look stupid. I just can't help it... ._.
So, after more talking with (mostly) my friends, then suddenly the friend of mine who gave a speech, wanted to take picture with THAT guy. Gosh, it was quite hard. I mean, taking picture with an Ambassador is normal, but with a newspaper's photographer?! Wha? (But I wanted it too... ._.) In the end, before we went home, another friend of mine who was so... confident, asked him to take picture together, then followed by me... then more people... At that time, I was happy. Now? Gosh, I don't know why I did that... SO... lame. But here's the picture:
Yes, it turns out as I expected. Thank you, Photobucket, for making my picture appear super small! He isn't as... saying cute is weird and he's not exactly handsome, so... whatever, as IRL. Bleh, anyway, I LOOK LIKE AN OFFICE WORKER AND IT SUCKS. GOSH. This is exactly why I don't like wearing that skirt, but that skirt is cute... And that blazer(?) is kinda too... fit! Blah... But I love them both... And the sparkle-y top is my Mom's from my Aunt, but Mom has never worn it, and I kinda loved it the first time I saw it, but today was the first time I wore it. Lol, messy sentence.
We then went to hang around in Grand Indonesia, to watch the dancing fountain (one of my friends wanted to watch it so badly, she was all watery in the eyes [I AM QUITE SURE SHE FAKED IT! Very goodly, though.] when she thought we missed the show... We waited an hour for the next one and yeah... that was the first time I saw it. Everyone there was from outside the city and I got teased that I hadn't seen it, nor knowing the way around the mall. ._. (And about me not remembering ever going to Dufan... T_T) IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL! The colors are uh-mah-zing! And the song... There was three different songs, the second song was a mash-up from various "Phantom of the Opera"'s musics & songs AND IT WAS SOOOOOO GOOD. I was so happy when I heard it. Like, I WANNA RE-WATCH, but I hate the ending... It was sad... but happy, but mostly sad...
Today was a happy day (despite the slight embarrassing, okay, not 'slight', more like VERY embarrassing) and it's good that everyone is so nice! But it's kinda sad that me and another friend is departing so soon. OH, GOSH, THREE MORE DAYS. Okay, it's already at night, so only two more days... But the research students we're going with seem so nice, so it's good. Radiation, please hop on elsewhere, thank you.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Departure Date
Yes, finally, after three months of waiting with absolutely no decisive news (too many "maybe"s), it came today. With bad news... Okay, good news, but bad news... it's the combination of both, I can't decide if it's good or not. So, I will go to Japan (I can't believe I am going to Japan so soon!) on the 3rd of April, at night... like... 9 PM, with only another friend. The other 16 people will go on the 14th. I don't get why... Wow... WHY?! But according to the embassy staff, there should be research studies students who will go with us... BUT STILL. *sigh*
And my Mom got so worried when she found out that only the two of us are going, while the rests' departure date was postponed. This was one of the conversation between us:
Mom: "Ke (moi nickname), are you sure you want to go?"
Me: "Err, well... Not like I can cancel! Or are you gonna let me go study in Swiss?" *puppy eyes*
Mom: "So you wanna go to Swiss? Not to Japan?"
Me: "Well... but I already got the scholarship and it will be such a waste... but I DO WANT TO go to Swiss!"
Mom: "Then go!"
Me: "WHAT?! YOU'LL PAY?!"
Mom: "Wha, sure! Go!" *of course with that usual a tad sarcastic tone*
I am kind of regretting my decision of taking Architecture. I mean, during the drawing classes, I do enjoy all the measuring and the drawing is kind of fun, the process of looking through magazines to find suitable designs is also fun, but I don't know... I just can't see myself surviving in the artsy major... ._. (Although I am looking forward to studying Maths... I sound like a geek, but I do like Maths, as long as I can do it...) I know I can, though, just that... I am never brilliantly good in that department (not that I am brilliantly good in others, but at least, I am above averagely good), so it's... AAAAAAA, dilemma. Anyway, I will survive. I might not be the best, but at least I will be able to pass. Hah! Just wait and see. You're gonna be shocked when you see a beautiful building designed by yours truly.
AFTER THREE YEARS THEN I'M OFF TO SWISS. Or find some way to continue my studies in Japan if in the end I take a liking in the major... Or go elsewhere... I wanna go around the wooorrrlllldddddd! *straying from the topic*
OOOOHHH! BY THE WAY. I found the movies my brother gave me. Apparently it somehow ended up at my computer. All those efforts, I even stayed up to 2 AM in the morning trying to find some way to retrieve the files, which I thought I accidentally deleted them. I should have checked in my computer first. Gosh, I basically woke up with this kind of feeling: "Oh gosh, I lost my precious files... Why? I don't like losing files. Not to mention my Brother isn't in the country, so I can't just ask him to re-transfer them... Why? Why does it have to happen? Why is it empty? WHY IS THE DAMN FOLDER EMPTY?!". Yeah, I got all depressed and stuff. Then when I told my Brother about, he was all "LOL, LOL, LOL"! T_T I asked him where he downloaded the movies and if they were per season, his answer basically shocked me. Not the where part, he still downloads from the same site which he told me before, but he downloaded them PER EPISODE. There were SO MANY FREAKING EPISODES. Even if I have the super fast internet speed of Japan, but downloading one by one is just too depressing. I was so... sad... and stuffs... Then I went to my computer to scan my JLPT certificate, tried checking my folder with no high expectation AND IT WAS THERE. I WAS SO ECSTATIC THAT I SHOUTED... loud. HAHAHAHAHA! Then I moved it to my new external hard disk. Then then then... when I checked this site, A NEW CHAPTER OF STROBE EDGE has been scanlated. Then I read it then Ren in that chapter was basically so... aww-ing, THAT WAS SUCH A SWEET CHAPTER! (I am using way too many caps!) Yeah, look at my Twitter statuses this morning and it is so clear how... insane I was. But this morning was a happy morning.
And my Mom got so worried when she found out that only the two of us are going, while the rests' departure date was postponed. This was one of the conversation between us:
Mom: "Ke (moi nickname), are you sure you want to go?"
Me: "Err, well... Not like I can cancel! Or are you gonna let me go study in Swiss?" *puppy eyes*
Mom: "So you wanna go to Swiss? Not to Japan?"
Me: "Well... but I already got the scholarship and it will be such a waste... but I DO WANT TO go to Swiss!"
Mom: "Then go!"
Me: "WHAT?! YOU'LL PAY?!"
Mom: "Wha, sure! Go!" *of course with that usual a tad sarcastic tone*
I am kind of regretting my decision of taking Architecture. I mean, during the drawing classes, I do enjoy all the measuring and the drawing is kind of fun, the process of looking through magazines to find suitable designs is also fun, but I don't know... I just can't see myself surviving in the artsy major... ._. (Although I am looking forward to studying Maths... I sound like a geek, but I do like Maths, as long as I can do it...) I know I can, though, just that... I am never brilliantly good in that department (not that I am brilliantly good in others, but at least, I am above averagely good), so it's... AAAAAAA, dilemma. Anyway, I will survive. I might not be the best, but at least I will be able to pass. Hah! Just wait and see. You're gonna be shocked when you see a beautiful building designed by yours truly.
AFTER THREE YEARS THEN I'M OFF TO SWISS. Or find some way to continue my studies in Japan if in the end I take a liking in the major... Or go elsewhere... I wanna go around the wooorrrlllldddddd! *straying from the topic*
OOOOHHH! BY THE WAY. I found the movies my brother gave me. Apparently it somehow ended up at my computer. All those efforts, I even stayed up to 2 AM in the morning trying to find some way to retrieve the files, which I thought I accidentally deleted them. I should have checked in my computer first. Gosh, I basically woke up with this kind of feeling: "Oh gosh, I lost my precious files... Why? I don't like losing files. Not to mention my Brother isn't in the country, so I can't just ask him to re-transfer them... Why? Why does it have to happen? Why is it empty? WHY IS THE DAMN FOLDER EMPTY?!". Yeah, I got all depressed and stuff. Then when I told my Brother about, he was all "LOL, LOL, LOL"! T_T I asked him where he downloaded the movies and if they were per season, his answer basically shocked me. Not the where part, he still downloads from the same site which he told me before, but he downloaded them PER EPISODE. There were SO MANY FREAKING EPISODES. Even if I have the super fast internet speed of Japan, but downloading one by one is just too depressing. I was so... sad... and stuffs... Then I went to my computer to scan my JLPT certificate, tried checking my folder with no high expectation AND IT WAS THERE. I WAS SO ECSTATIC THAT I SHOUTED... loud. HAHAHAHAHA! Then I moved it to my new external hard disk. Then then then... when I checked this site, A NEW CHAPTER OF STROBE EDGE has been scanlated. Then I read it then Ren in that chapter was basically so... aww-ing, THAT WAS SUCH A SWEET CHAPTER! (I am using way too many caps!) Yeah, look at my Twitter statuses this morning and it is so clear how... insane I was. But this morning was a happy morning.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Random Updates + PICTURES!
I DON'T GET WHY I AM SO BUSY! NOR WHAT I AM BUSY WITH...
These have to be the cutest pics EVER:
A few days ago, I was rearranging my dolls (because they were oh-so-messy), when I found the above position. I have to admit, I hadn't been seeing Sticky nor realizing that he's missing... BUT, Pingu's face has always been the kinda mean face look and it fits so perfectly with the scene! HAHA! :D Anyway, my first reaction was: "OMG! Is that what I think it is?!" And yeah, it was what I thought it was...
My current working table's (the table I use to do homework and other stuffs) condition:
Hah! I don't even want to imagine how my future desk is gonna be in Japan. Those magazines are the ones I look into when I need to find some model furnitures for my drawing classes. Talking about drawing classes, both of them have only ONE meeting left, so YAYYYY! :D (The other one has two more, but whatever, I don't go anymore after two meetings, too lazy.) I am so happy. I'm starting to get bored with all the drawings I have to do! When I have time, I'll scan the better drawings of mine! The pictures were taken after I finished with my homework in the middle of the night. I promise it's not usually that much of a mess! I even had to store my laptop in its bag that time... ._. Damn projects. Ugh...
My Sis being all wanting-to-take-pictures in the car during our trip back to the city after having to go to Bogor to pray for my deceased grandpa (and was the first time we ever stay awake during the trip, usually we fall asleep):
And those are my eyes.Aren't they pretty? Of course, they are, I don't have to ask. *narcissistic*
As soon as we reached Jakarta, my Dad directly drove me to the meeting place with my fellow friends to practice for these performances we have to do during the "farewell ceremony" in the embassy. We are going to sing the famous opening theme song of Doraemon and Tanah Air Beta or Tanah Air or whatever the name of the song is... and blah. Why do I have to singgggg??? T_T
Anyway, I am currently trying to search for the movies my brother gave me during the last time he came back. I can't find them in the folder where they are supposed to be! AAA, and I just found the batch of songs he gave me in the "Videos" folder, dumb me. WHERE ARE THE MOVIES?! I just downloaded this program for recovering deleted data, so hopefully I can find it. Please let me find it. I want to watch that "How I Met Your Mother" AAAAAAAAAA! LET ME FIND IT. T_T
These have to be the cutest pics EVER:
A few days ago, I was rearranging my dolls (because they were oh-so-messy), when I found the above position. I have to admit, I hadn't been seeing Sticky nor realizing that he's missing... BUT, Pingu's face has always been the kinda mean face look and it fits so perfectly with the scene! HAHA! :D Anyway, my first reaction was: "OMG! Is that what I think it is?!" And yeah, it was what I thought it was...
My current working table's (the table I use to do homework and other stuffs) condition:
Hah! I don't even want to imagine how my future desk is gonna be in Japan. Those magazines are the ones I look into when I need to find some model furnitures for my drawing classes. Talking about drawing classes, both of them have only ONE meeting left, so YAYYYY! :D (The other one has two more, but whatever, I don't go anymore after two meetings, too lazy.) I am so happy. I'm starting to get bored with all the drawings I have to do! When I have time, I'll scan the better drawings of mine! The pictures were taken after I finished with my homework in the middle of the night. I promise it's not usually that much of a mess! I even had to store my laptop in its bag that time... ._. Damn projects. Ugh...
My Sis being all wanting-to-take-pictures in the car during our trip back to the city after having to go to Bogor to pray for my deceased grandpa (and was the first time we ever stay awake during the trip, usually we fall asleep):
And those are my eyes.
As soon as we reached Jakarta, my Dad directly drove me to the meeting place with my fellow friends to practice for these performances we have to do during the "farewell ceremony" in the embassy. We are going to sing the famous opening theme song of Doraemon and Tanah Air Beta or Tanah Air or whatever the name of the song is... and blah. Why do I have to singgggg??? T_T
Anyway, I am currently trying to search for the movies my brother gave me during the last time he came back. I can't find them in the folder where they are supposed to be! AAA, and I just found the batch of songs he gave me in the "Videos" folder, dumb me. WHERE ARE THE MOVIES?! I just downloaded this program for recovering deleted data, so hopefully I can find it. Please let me find it. I want to watch that "How I Met Your Mother" AAAAAAAAAA! LET ME FIND IT. T_T
Monday, March 21, 2011
OH NO, THE PREVIOUS POST WAS MY 300TH POST! SO, YAY! :D
This evening when I went out to eat with my parents, something... happened.
We decided to eat at this roadside... err... camp..? Tent? Something like that... We got off the car and apparently there were three... she-man? Err... you know, guys who dress like women (I'll use she-man from this point). One of them had walked ahead, another one went to the tent and turned on some music then started doing a little dancing, which resulted in the owner to give the she-man B some money then another one was walking behind my car while my Mom asked my Dad to reopen the car's doors. At first, she-man C walked on by, but when my Mom was walking towards the car door and I turned around to look at my Mom, she-man C noticed me, looked at me for a bit, then suddenly, and shockingly, said, "Hey, long time no see! Where have you been?". Initially, I ignored she-man C, BUT. When my Mom was opening the car door, I noticed a presence near me and when I turned around to look, she-man C was right beside me. I was so freaking scared, seriously. I ran (okay, walked super fast) to the car door which my Mom almost closed (good thing she hadn't) and went inside then closed the door. GOSH, both my parents didn't notice that I was being... bullied by bad she-man C! That was shocking! o_o
I should have continued my Aikido lessons... Seriously. Maybe I should hire a bodyguard in Japan... or something... *maximized exaggeration*
Lately, my sister has been having a hard time sleeping because of her intense cough. Her fault, though. Knowing that her throat is very sensitive, she still eats those ice creams, nuts, snacks and stuffs. And now it's 0.21 in the morning and she's right behind me... doing something...
This site translates the Strobe Edge manga super fast! (Well, not the site, the... person... whatever...) Have I mentioned how good that manga is? Have I have I? Well, it is so awesomely good that... I was basically so excited when I found out how ahead that site was from SH (Starry Heaven) scans! Although talking about the quality, SH's is better, but it's not like that site's not good. Still quite good. Can be zoomed twice and it's still showing just fine! (: Seriously, read the manga! READ IT! I almost bought the Japanese version at Kinokuniya, but my Mom found out that it had volumes, so... ugh... ._.
I bought a new external hard disk! Woo! Another 500GB, but this time, I bought Seagate's.
So, I should sleep. I slept at 3 am yesterday, woke up at 8.30, got some sleep during journeys in the car, and now I am still awake. I pity my body.
This evening when I went out to eat with my parents, something... happened.
We decided to eat at this roadside... err... camp..? Tent? Something like that... We got off the car and apparently there were three... she-man? Err... you know, guys who dress like women (I'll use she-man from this point). One of them had walked ahead, another one went to the tent and turned on some music then started doing a little dancing, which resulted in the owner to give the she-man B some money then another one was walking behind my car while my Mom asked my Dad to reopen the car's doors. At first, she-man C walked on by, but when my Mom was walking towards the car door and I turned around to look at my Mom, she-man C noticed me, looked at me for a bit, then suddenly, and shockingly, said, "Hey, long time no see! Where have you been?". Initially, I ignored she-man C, BUT. When my Mom was opening the car door, I noticed a presence near me and when I turned around to look, she-man C was right beside me. I was so freaking scared, seriously. I ran (okay, walked super fast) to the car door which my Mom almost closed (good thing she hadn't) and went inside then closed the door. GOSH, both my parents didn't notice that I was being... bullied by bad she-man C! That was shocking! o_o
I should have continued my Aikido lessons... Seriously. Maybe I should hire a bodyguard in Japan... or something... *maximized exaggeration*
Lately, my sister has been having a hard time sleeping because of her intense cough. Her fault, though. Knowing that her throat is very sensitive, she still eats those ice creams, nuts, snacks and stuffs. And now it's 0.21 in the morning and she's right behind me... doing something...
This site translates the Strobe Edge manga super fast! (Well, not the site, the... person... whatever...) Have I mentioned how good that manga is? Have I have I? Well, it is so awesomely good that... I was basically so excited when I found out how ahead that site was from SH (Starry Heaven) scans! Although talking about the quality, SH's is better, but it's not like that site's not good. Still quite good. Can be zoomed twice and it's still showing just fine! (: Seriously, read the manga! READ IT! I almost bought the Japanese version at Kinokuniya, but my Mom found out that it had volumes, so... ugh... ._.
I bought a new external hard disk! Woo! Another 500GB, but this time, I bought Seagate's.
So, I should sleep. I slept at 3 am yesterday, woke up at 8.30, got some sleep during journeys in the car, and now I am still awake. I pity my body.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Japanese Language Proficiency Test (JLPT)
The thing in my previous post made me completely forgot about this good news I want to share (which can be guessed easily by reading the title...).
Remember how last year, I attend the JLPT N4? I was willing to let it go even if I didn't pass the test, which chance was very high, remembering how I can't do most of the grammar questions.
Apparently, I did pass! Woo! I am so happy! Even though I am only 7 marks above the passing grade, but hey! I passed!
My teacher was the one who went to the university (where I took the test) and took the result. She gave it to me this afternoon during our class. It was an envelope, with three pieces of paper, one of them was very small, like half the A4 size, which was the score paper. One was the certificate, which didn't have the marks on it (yay!) and the other one was an explanation paper about the scoring, which was new, because starting from last year, they had a new system.
Here are some shots!
Remember how last year, I attend the JLPT N4? I was willing to let it go even if I didn't pass the test, which chance was very high, remembering how I can't do most of the grammar questions.
Apparently, I did pass! Woo! I am so happy! Even though I am only 7 marks above the passing grade, but hey! I passed!
My teacher was the one who went to the university (where I took the test) and took the result. She gave it to me this afternoon during our class. It was an envelope, with three pieces of paper, one of them was very small, like half the A4 size, which was the score paper. One was the certificate, which didn't have the marks on it (yay!) and the other one was an explanation paper about the scoring, which was new, because starting from last year, they had a new system.
Here are some shots!
Thursday, March 17, 2011
English Class (Ranting Alert)
I usually love these Thursday's English classes. I really do. Seriously. I arrived as usual, I was a happy person, until someone so... yeah, the first time I saw heard him speak, this this-person-is-so-hateful-keep-your-distance sensor in my head started tingling and I only HEARD him. I usually judge the book based on its COVER, not by how the pages rustles, or whatever the word is, but... he is an exception.
He sounds... boastful. Well, I get jealous by those people who are boastful because they have THE knowledge (mostly don't or just have a tiny bit of it, some do, though), but I HATE, let me repeat that H-A-T-E, those who boast but fail. In a pathetic way. Oh, that is NOT the only reason I hate... well, I can say despise, that is too strong of a word, though... um... okay, fine, strongly dislike him. (I might have to change all the "hate"s above to dislike because hate is such a... hateful word.)
We were given chances to talk about something in present continuous tense and the whole class basically didn't succeed. I got one chance (because I was late, I think there were two more people who only got a chance too), but I made a mistake, so I got stopped, fair enough. I almost got the point, though, like 80%, okay, 60%, but it had yet to be 100%, thus I still hadn't got it. There was two more people(?) who spoke before the teacher finally stopped the whole thing and decided to give us an explanation. After he was done, he asked me to speak. Well, I was a bit dumbfounded, but I spoke... and stuttered, those moments when I stopped talking because I just HAD TO contemplate, there were about three others who started getting... WOW, all excited about wanting to talk, that guy, THAT particular guy, just had to say something like this, "SIR, GIVE ME THE CHANCE! SHE CAN'T DO IT! GIVE ME! I WON'T BLOW IT UP!" in a VERY LOUD VOICE. Yeah, (sorry, I just have to swear) fuck you, man. "You are so going to screw up," was what I thought. I kept silent the whole time they were shouting (just because I enjoy acting like an actress on stage, being all quiet unless all the attention is on her, although the difference about me and a real actress [how can an actress be real, really?] is that sometimes I freeze amidst all the attention). I spoke a bit more then because of the different concept in my head and in the teacher's and also because of carelessness, I made a mistake. The teacher then asked THAT guy to speak. HAH! I was already so pissed off at that time. Like, REALLY pissed off.
It's not about the shouting, my friend did that too, but I just fucking hate people (OH, gosh, I swore twice in this post) who eff-ing UNDERESTIMATE me. I may not be THAT good, heck, there are billions of people BETTER than me, but... wow. Being underestimated is just too... hateful. (Which means there's more than 50% chance that I underestimate others a lot, because it is said that hating someone's characteristic usually happens because you have that particular characteristic and you hate yourself for having it... I am so not fit to be a teacher.) And he did. Imagine how angry, more like in a what-the-hell mood, I was. Wow.
And he started speaking... the whole time I was pretty sure he was going to "blow up" and he did. Yes, he did. He, sadly, refused to be said that he made a mistake, and kept on asking "WHAT DID I DO WRONG?" (EVERYTHING, MY FRIEND, YOUR ATTITUDE IS A VERY VERY UTTERLY WRONG THING [Okay, no one said that, I just want to...]) to which my teacher answered, "Later" then pointed his sister to speak. Before pointing another person to speak, that person and my friend started shouting and shouting to get the chance and him asking and asking (such a sore loser), I quietly said, "And you said you weren't going to blow it off.". It would be heard if only everyone was quiet, but everyone wasn't, so I had a doubt it was heard, I was such a coward...
His sister finally got it right.
Anyway, I feel much better. I knew it, having a blog is such a useful thing sometimes.
I STILL HATE HIM, THOUGH. Why is it that he has to be in MY class? I mean, he originated from my sister's class. I was so happy I didn't have to be in the same class with him. I was sure, very very sure, that I was going to dislike him. Oh, good thing I am going to Japan next month. Hah! Goodbye mean, arrogant, boastful person.
And I didn't re-read. I am pretty sure I repeat TONS of words, I'm just not very creative.
He sounds... boastful. Well, I get jealous by those people who are boastful because they have THE knowledge (mostly don't or just have a tiny bit of it, some do, though), but I HATE, let me repeat that H-A-T-E, those who boast but fail. In a pathetic way. Oh, that is NOT the only reason I hate... well, I can say despise, that is too strong of a word, though... um... okay, fine, strongly dislike him. (I might have to change all the "hate"s above to dislike because hate is such a... hateful word.)
We were given chances to talk about something in present continuous tense and the whole class basically didn't succeed. I got one chance (because I was late, I think there were two more people who only got a chance too), but I made a mistake, so I got stopped, fair enough. I almost got the point, though, like 80%, okay, 60%, but it had yet to be 100%, thus I still hadn't got it. There was two more people(?) who spoke before the teacher finally stopped the whole thing and decided to give us an explanation. After he was done, he asked me to speak. Well, I was a bit dumbfounded, but I spoke... and stuttered, those moments when I stopped talking because I just HAD TO contemplate, there were about three others who started getting... WOW, all excited about wanting to talk, that guy, THAT particular guy, just had to say something like this, "SIR, GIVE ME THE CHANCE! SHE CAN'T DO IT! GIVE ME! I WON'T BLOW IT UP!" in a VERY LOUD VOICE. Yeah, (sorry, I just have to swear) fuck you, man. "You are so going to screw up," was what I thought. I kept silent the whole time they were shouting (just because I enjoy acting like an actress on stage, being all quiet unless all the attention is on her, although the difference about me and a real actress [how can an actress be real, really?] is that sometimes I freeze amidst all the attention). I spoke a bit more then because of the different concept in my head and in the teacher's and also because of carelessness, I made a mistake. The teacher then asked THAT guy to speak. HAH! I was already so pissed off at that time. Like, REALLY pissed off.
It's not about the shouting, my friend did that too, but I just fucking hate people (OH, gosh, I swore twice in this post) who eff-ing UNDERESTIMATE me. I may not be THAT good, heck, there are billions of people BETTER than me, but... wow. Being underestimated is just too... hateful. (Which means there's more than 50% chance that I underestimate others a lot, because it is said that hating someone's characteristic usually happens because you have that particular characteristic and you hate yourself for having it... I am so not fit to be a teacher.) And he did. Imagine how angry, more like in a what-the-hell mood, I was. Wow.
And he started speaking... the whole time I was pretty sure he was going to "blow up" and he did. Yes, he did. He, sadly, refused to be said that he made a mistake, and kept on asking "WHAT DID I DO WRONG?" (EVERYTHING, MY FRIEND, YOUR ATTITUDE IS A VERY VERY UTTERLY WRONG THING [Okay, no one said that, I just want to...]) to which my teacher answered, "Later" then pointed his sister to speak. Before pointing another person to speak, that person and my friend started shouting and shouting to get the chance and him asking and asking (such a sore loser), I quietly said, "And you said you weren't going to blow it off.". It would be heard if only everyone was quiet, but everyone wasn't, so I had a doubt it was heard, I was such a coward...
His sister finally got it right.
Anyway, I feel much better. I knew it, having a blog is such a useful thing sometimes.
I STILL HATE HIM, THOUGH. Why is it that he has to be in MY class? I mean, he originated from my sister's class. I was so happy I didn't have to be in the same class with him. I was sure, very very sure, that I was going to dislike him. Oh, good thing I am going to Japan next month. Hah! Goodbye mean, arrogant, boastful person.
And I didn't re-read. I am pretty sure I repeat TONS of words, I'm just not very creative.
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