Sibling's Promise

It's December alreadehhhh!!

Again?

Gosh, time does fly, doesn't it?

Well though it's been a while since my last post, I can't really talk much as I have lotsa things to do such as: making seminar report (company analysis for job hunting which begins now ;0 ), studying TOEIC, and studying for japs test about kotowaza for tomorrow.

Actually, I was supposed to write this post yesterday (pardon my forgetfulness) but, like the proverb says, better late than never rite?

Anw, I just wanna write it as a reminder to me in the next xxx years when I am old enough, get nothing to do, and accidentally remember about this blog that I made when I was in high school.

I forget the exact date, but...

One day on November 2013, through a random talk at night, my brother and I promised that:
"We would work hard in our job so that we can retire earlier and in our retirement day, when our future children can live well by themselves, we along with our future spouses would go to Lombok Island together by rented yacht-if possible."

Well, actually, I suggested to go to Alaska by cruise together, but my bro said that we would be too old to go there and we would be prone to the cold weather there, so then I said, well then Lombok Island is.
Why Lombok? Still in Indonesia, will definitely not get freezing there, and beautiful scenery. Great place to travel to rite?

Time flies fast.
I do believe that.
As a prove, now I am already in my 4th year in uni and it feels like I have just entered this uni for some months.
Maybe by the time I see this post in the next time, I am graduated already.
Who knows?

Anw, as we are living right now, in this minute, in this second, let us just live our life to the fullest!

Happy December!

being 20s

This is for you all who are losing your path in your 20s.

Why Being In Your 20s Is Awesome
 By RYAN O’CONNELL

I know I talk crap on being a twentysomething but I’m only half-kidding. In actuality, there’s no age I’d rather be. (Besides maybe seven years old because they don’t do anything besides eat ice cream and poop themselves. That sounds like an ideal life to be completely honest.)
Being in your twenties is all about discovering which things hurt you and what makes you feel good. You go in blindly, practically pricking yourself with a dull blade, and then you walk out with tougher skin. One day you’ll stop pricking yourself altogether. Maybe. I don’t know. How would I? I’m just a twentysomething, remember? This is what your twenties are for — to feel and see as much as you can, to take advantage of not being tied down to anything and anyone and to go balls to the wall with everything that you do. You’re a raw nerve. You hate getting upset over little things, about being constantly unraveled by ignored text messages, parents, grades, and friends, but you have to remember something: you don’t know yourself entirely yet. 

Before the age of 20, you were mostly under your parents care, a reflection of what was going on around you. You didn’t have the option to make your own choices. You were merely living the life someone set out for you. Being in your twenties allows you to start carving out the life you want for yourself. Everything is on your terms now which seems daunting but is actually liberating. For the first time in your life you’re the boss.

It’s important to talk about why your twenties are great because it seems like we spend so much of our time wanting to be somewhere else other than where we are. Think about it. Why the hell are we in such a hurry to live some boring grown up adult life that we saw at a Crate & Barrel? Because once we do get there, we’re stuck for a long time. The novelty’s going to wear off, we’re going to get married and have babies, and everything will be amazing but don’t think for a second that you won’t be nostalgic for this time. 

Don’t think for a second that you’re not going to miss those nights you spent putting on your make up, changing five million times, drinking wine, smoking cigarettes out your apartment window, and going to some silly party, a party that feels like all the others you’ve been to but still has the right to feel special. You will miss all of this. This is a luxury. It’s going to leave us eventually so you better freaking enjoy it. You better enjoy every lame ass party, every awkward kiss, every 5 AM hangover, every drug experience, every crappy apartment, because one day it will all be gone and you’ll just be left with the pictures and the bruises and nothing else. Youth is fu**ing magic. Don’t you get it? Look at your skin! Touch it. Look at your smooth legs and stomach. Grab it. When you’re older, you’ll want all of this again so bad. You’ll possibly spend so much money to get some semblance of it back. Now it’s yours for free. We’re not stuck. Even if it feels like we are, it’s not true. We’re the opposite of stuck.

As twentysomethings, we’re constantly moving — apartments, relationship, cities, jobs. Anything is possible. People are ready for you. They want to hear what you have to say. They look at you and are curious about what words are going to come out of your mouth. You’re the new generation. What do you have to say? Don’t bite your tongue. One day you’ll be pushed aside for a younger “fresher” perspective so you better get it out now. Make a mark. Make a stain. Make something. I want to remember the fear, I want to remember the promise, I want to remember the nights I wanted to curl up in a ball, I want to remember the people I’m not supposed to remember, I want to remember not knowing myself, I want to remember the moment I started to feel safe and like this life I’m leading is really mine. I’m going to be scared, I’m going to bruise my knees and not know how they got there, I’m going to try to fruitlessly forge a connection with someone who won’t ever get it, I’m going to lose the person that means the most to me and find my way back to them. I’m going to be a twentysomething because that’s what I am and all I know how to be. And you should too. You should love every single moment of this hot mess of a decade. Chances are you’ll miss it before you even get to say “I’m 30.”

First crush first love

Ok, I will talk sth cheesy today, abt my first crush. Yeah, I know it's cheesy rite? Anw, I dreamt about him last nite. In my dream, I went to other high school n there I met my best friend in my junior high, then the setting went to toilet in a cloth shop n I really wanted to buy a swim suit. I was quite confused whether to buy it or not, n suddenly he came. He went to the fitting room. I was surprised why on the earth he was doing in girls toilet but then it turned out that it's not only girls toilet but for fitting room all genders as well. When I wanted to try the swimming suit that I wanted to buy , it's gone. I thought "damn.i should've taken it before." Then he got out from the fitting room and I saw it with him. He went out from the shop n I saw my seimming suit there so i ran to him saying plz return it as I wanted to buy it. It turned out that he already bought it.for me. Kyaa. It's raining that time and after that we..... Bam! I wake up! And the magic is gone. Thrown out from the dream world to reality biatch. Return to my void love life with me here n he dunno where on the earth he is now.

Random night random thought

A lot of people do really look alike their dad or mom. Sometimes they look similar during childhood, teenager, or even parenthood. In my case, no one really looks alike my parents. Neither my brother nor me. Physically, I mean. We are kinda mixture of both of them. Example: my oily skin,nose,eyebrows, eyes are my dad's. My circle face,circle chin,chubby cheeks, tooth are my mom's. While my brother has my dad's oval face. I didn't look alike my mom or dad when I was a kid, nor my brother. Now, we are not alike at all I can say. Regardless that characteristically we are quite identical *as what many have said*, physically we are not identical at all. A lot of my cousins, I just realized some days ago, are really look alike their dads. Even they are like identical twins when you see their dads youth appearance. When I was a kid,my biggest fear was if I weren't my parents biological daughter. What made it worse, my parents sometimes made fun of it and deceived me that maybe it was true. That time, I was seriously scared. How if it had been true all this time. Would they abandon me? Sort of like that. Now that I recall it, I was dumb, no very dumb dumb. Why did I believe it? Even if it had been true,then what? Will u believe that they will abandon me? Today I can be confident to say that they will not ever do that. For some reason, the blood relation thing does really matter. But even if they weren't my biological parents, they have been acting like ones. And that's what is essential of parents right. Giving your love care bla3 to ur children until your children feel it and will want do every thing just like what they will do for us. I love you daddy n mommy:) please be healthy always:*

Stereotype

So here's the thing. I have a quite close Thai friend. We first met in Japanese foundation class and have been friends since then. Last fall semester 2012, my 1st semester in 3rd year college life, I was in the same class with one Thai girl, 1 year older than me. We were in the same group presentation, she was kinda arranging everything which a lil bit dominant bit still normal thpugh.One time I met my Thai friend, I asked her about that girl n she replied that she wasn't that close with that girl as well even though they were from same high school. After hearing what she said, as I do believe in ky friend, I kinda thought that maybe that girl is like beautiful mean girl, like Regina in the mean girl movie. Then this spring semester 2013,we are in the same Japanese class again,we are in the same presentation group again. During the process, I slowly notice that she is nice. It's different from what I used to think about her before. I used to have a tendency that beautiful girls are mean, bossy, and boast.She is beautiful but she is not a mean girl. On the other hand, she's nice. What I learn is that never ever judge people by its appearance. By looking her/his appearance only, you don't know her personality, you don't know her story, you simply don't know anything but her look, body, face, any superficial appearance you name it.Scary face doesn't mean dangerous people. Fat people don't mean that they haven't ever tried their ass off to diet to fit with current social judgement perception where skinny girls are beautiful. And beautiful boasty look girl doesn't mean that she is mean. That Thai girl that I mentioned, through her hectic schedule due to job hunting, she works hard in her part time place. I heard after she just landed from Tokyo, directly she went to work part time which was very hardcore. Anyway, hopefully more people will more focus on what is inside rather than outside.

迷ってる

I need a sign A hint Anything So that I know that all of these are worth fighting. Lose of direction.

bad day *again as always*

today:

screwed up my nihongo interview
screwed up *again* for my freakin shiboudouki
last zentai meeting as SA member T_T

well  at least through the screwed up things that I make this day, family always be there in the right time.
really happy to see you guys again after 7 days offline due to disastrous flood.

hate myself so much for being this over-melodrama!
always during this month i become over sensitive-melodramatic-sad-gloomy person.

period.

dark and twisty VS bright and shinny

Mer : "...terrible things are still constantly happening to us..."
Der  : " Don't worry, and good things happen to us..."

Simply shows how dark and twisty statement from Meredith is perceived with bright and shinny encouragement from Derek.
An opposite way of thinking of them.
But that's what couple is meant to be.
To complete each other.

Too cute to be true~

still love mcdreamy!