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Wondering when Jakarta can be free from flood and traffic jam
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
Boobies, anyone?
Everybody was talking about boobs lately, you can read it in Anita, Tree, Therry, Rima, Elyani, and GJ. Now it's my turn to write something about my boobies er.. I mean everybody's obsession: boobies....
Back then when I was younger, I hate my boobies. Hate hate hate hate.
Why?
Because it starts to grow when I was in 4th grade, when my other friends can wear nothing underneath their uniform, me? I was forced by my mom to wear "miniset" (teen version of sport bra). By the time I was in 6th grade it was blossomed and my friends called me "susu" (means milk in Indonesian), I really really hate it. And because of my blossomed boobies made me the centre of attention everywhere I go. My mom always remind me to be careful with pervert.
I hate my boobies because it caused me difficulty to find the right top, simple V-neck t-shirt can be too revealing for me, and it's hard to find the right shirt. Sometimes, I envy people who can wear plunging neck line top/dress without being too revealing or too sexy. Just like Jennifer Aniston picture here.
Ok, that was back then.
Now...
I embrace my original cute shape boobies, why I say original? Because it's real no surgery touch at all. And I love the shape, I love the size. It's just perfect for me. I don't want to change anything. I'm happy with what I have.
Well, I still have difficulty to find the right top but now I just don't care if people think my outfit is too revealing and too sexy, I'm proud of and happy with it. And the most important thing is I have no complaint so far :)).
Just like everybody else, I also obsess with boobies, not only mine but also others. Anita knows my obsession well ;). I just like to admire the beauty of it, both fake or real ones. I have no problem with fake boobies though.. It's up to them if they feel fake ones will bring them happiness and boost up their self esteem. Sometimes when I see big boobies I will play a game: is that real or fake?
It is not me in this picture and I won't tell you who is she. She's just a girl with nice big boobies, is it real or fake? Only she knows ;)
And my other obsession is to touch fake boobies, not that I want ones for my self though, it's just that I want to feel it whether it feels the same as the real ones or not.
But woman is more than just boobies, it's the complete package that matters.
Back then when I was younger, I hate my boobies. Hate hate hate hate.
Why?
Because it starts to grow when I was in 4th grade, when my other friends can wear nothing underneath their uniform, me? I was forced by my mom to wear "miniset" (teen version of sport bra). By the time I was in 6th grade it was blossomed and my friends called me "susu" (means milk in Indonesian), I really really hate it. And because of my blossomed boobies made me the centre of attention everywhere I go. My mom always remind me to be careful with pervert.
I hate my boobies because it caused me difficulty to find the right top, simple V-neck t-shirt can be too revealing for me, and it's hard to find the right shirt. Sometimes, I envy people who can wear plunging neck line top/dress without being too revealing or too sexy. Just like Jennifer Aniston picture here.
Ok, that was back then.
Now...
I embrace my original cute shape boobies, why I say original? Because it's real no surgery touch at all. And I love the shape, I love the size. It's just perfect for me. I don't want to change anything. I'm happy with what I have.
Well, I still have difficulty to find the right top but now I just don't care if people think my outfit is too revealing and too sexy, I'm proud of and happy with it. And the most important thing is I have no complaint so far :)).
Just like everybody else, I also obsess with boobies, not only mine but also others. Anita knows my obsession well ;). I just like to admire the beauty of it, both fake or real ones. I have no problem with fake boobies though.. It's up to them if they feel fake ones will bring them happiness and boost up their self esteem. Sometimes when I see big boobies I will play a game: is that real or fake?
It is not me in this picture and I won't tell you who is she. She's just a girl with nice big boobies, is it real or fake? Only she knows ;)And my other obsession is to touch fake boobies, not that I want ones for my self though, it's just that I want to feel it whether it feels the same as the real ones or not.
But woman is more than just boobies, it's the complete package that matters.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Just a thought
Is it a sin to be jealous?
Is it human nature to be jealous?
Or jealous is just jealousy, no matter how hard you tried to find justification it's just there, part of the emotional side of human being.
I am just human being, I can be jealous too, am I?.
Is that a crime?
Is it human nature to be jealous?
Or jealous is just jealousy, no matter how hard you tried to find justification it's just there, part of the emotional side of human being.
I am just human being, I can be jealous too, am I?.
Is that a crime?
Friday, October 24, 2008
Showering style
How ToShower Like a Woman
Take off clothes and place them sectioned in laundry basket according to light sand darks.
Walk to bathroom wearing long dressing gown.
If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas.
Look at your womanly physique in the mirror - make mental note to do more sit-ups / leg-lifts, etc.
Get in the shower.
Use face cloth, arm cloth, leg cloth, long loofah, wide loofah and pumice stone.
Wash your hair once with cucumber and sage shampoo with 43 added vitamins.
Wash your hair again to make sure it's clean.
Condition your hair with grapefruit mint conditioner enhanced.
Wash your face with crushed apricot facial scrub for 10 minutes until red.
Wash entire rest of body with ginger nut and jaffa cake body wash.
Rinse conditioner off hair.
Shave armpits and legs.
Turn off shower.
Squeegee off all wet surfaces in shower.
Spray mould spots with Tile cleaner.
Get out of shower.
Dry with towel the size of a small country.
Wrap hair in super absorbent towel.
Return to bedroom wearing long dressing gown and towel on head.
If you see partner along the way, cover up any exposed areas.
***********************
How To Shower Like a Man
Take off clothes while sitting on the edge of the bed and leave them in a pile.
Walk naked to the bathroom..
If you see partner along the way, shake willy at her making the 'woo- woo' sound.
Look at your manly physique in the mirror.
Admire the size of your willy and scratch your bum.
Get in the shower.
Wash your face.
Wash your armpits.
Blow your nose in your hands and let the water rinse them off.
Fart and laugh at how loud it sounds in the shower.
Spend majority of time washing privates and surrounding area.
Wash your bum, leaving coarse bum hairs stuck on the soap. Wash your hair.
Make a Shampoo Mohican
Piddle.
Rinse off and get out of shower.
Partially dry off.
Fail to notice water on floor because curtain was hanging out of bath the whole
time.
Admire willy size in mirror again.
Leave shower curtain open, wet mat on floor, light and fan on.
Return to bedroom with towel around waist.
If you pass partner, pull off towel, shake willy at her and make the 'woo-woo'sound again.
Throw wet towel on bed.
Happy Friday and have a great weekend y'al.
Take off clothes and place them sectioned in laundry basket according to light sand darks.
Walk to bathroom wearing long dressing gown.
If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas.
Look at your womanly physique in the mirror - make mental note to do more sit-ups / leg-lifts, etc.
Get in the shower.
Use face cloth, arm cloth, leg cloth, long loofah, wide loofah and pumice stone.
Wash your hair once with cucumber and sage shampoo with 43 added vitamins.
Wash your hair again to make sure it's clean.
Condition your hair with grapefruit mint conditioner enhanced.
Wash your face with crushed apricot facial scrub for 10 minutes until red.
Wash entire rest of body with ginger nut and jaffa cake body wash.
Rinse conditioner off hair.
Shave armpits and legs.
Turn off shower.
Squeegee off all wet surfaces in shower.
Spray mould spots with Tile cleaner.
Get out of shower.
Dry with towel the size of a small country.
Wrap hair in super absorbent towel.
Return to bedroom wearing long dressing gown and towel on head.
If you see partner along the way, cover up any exposed areas.
***********************
How To Shower Like a Man
Take off clothes while sitting on the edge of the bed and leave them in a pile.
Walk naked to the bathroom..
If you see partner along the way, shake willy at her making the 'woo- woo' sound.
Look at your manly physique in the mirror.
Admire the size of your willy and scratch your bum.
Get in the shower.
Wash your face.
Wash your armpits.
Blow your nose in your hands and let the water rinse them off.
Fart and laugh at how loud it sounds in the shower.
Spend majority of time washing privates and surrounding area.
Wash your bum, leaving coarse bum hairs stuck on the soap. Wash your hair.
Make a Shampoo Mohican
Piddle.
Rinse off and get out of shower.
Partially dry off.
Fail to notice water on floor because curtain was hanging out of bath the whole
time.
Admire willy size in mirror again.
Leave shower curtain open, wet mat on floor, light and fan on.
Return to bedroom with towel around waist.
If you pass partner, pull off towel, shake willy at her and make the 'woo-woo'sound again.
Throw wet towel on bed.
Happy Friday and have a great weekend y'al.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
English (American) & English (British/Australian)
Had this discussion last night about English American and English British/Australian, the usual suspects were the Aussies and this girl who spent 7 years in the state and now working at the Aussie embassy, obviously she's the minority in that office with thick American accent and American English writing.
The Aussie guy pointed at the way she writes with English American style:
Defense for defence
Center for centre
Meter for metre
Color for colour
And using 'ze' to replace 'se'
Even my computer default setting is in English American as it doesn't recognize the English British writing :)
At first I did not realize it as whole my life I've been exposed by English American style: at school, American movies, American TV show, American songs, etc. We have been brainwashed with this English American instead of English British. The argument from this Aussie guy was that the real English was came from England which we called people from England as English/British, meaning the real and correct English is English British/Australian. But the Americans are also very proud of their contribution to the new revolution English American style to the English language.
I love watching Friends and will always laugh at Joey "innocent" accident or Chandler's joke, but I don't understand the joke in Coupling. Although the show is quite similar to each other: 6 friends in the same circle altogether. I also don't get the humor of Little Britain.
I am more familiar with the idea of FBI & CIA than MI6 UK intelligent agency. Thanks to the education from American movies.
I have difficulty in understanding thick Brit and Aussie accents especially the thick and mumble ones. Every time we watch Underbelly I will pause at some scenes and ask Sam what were they saying as I have no clue, blank, and he will repeat it so I understand. And Sam will constantly correct me if I made a mistake using English American writing, he also introduces me to Brit/Aussie TV show in order to educate my ears with the accents like The Goodies, The Noise and The Adventure of Lano and Woodley :)
Good thing Sam doesn't have thick Aussie accent like his friends otherwise I will not understand what he's saying :)) Another good thing that his family doesn't have thick Aussie accent either so I survived when I have to spend the whole week with them. His mom has Posh accent due to her family heritage, his 2 cousins and 1 uncle who still live in NZ have Kiwi's accent that was another case though... I found Kiwi's accent is another hard story to understand.
Sam and his friends found this video is hilarious, while I was trying hard to understand which part is the funny one. Help me out here friends....
The Aussie guy pointed at the way she writes with English American style:
Defense for defence
Center for centre
Meter for metre
Color for colour
And using 'ze' to replace 'se'
Even my computer default setting is in English American as it doesn't recognize the English British writing :)
At first I did not realize it as whole my life I've been exposed by English American style: at school, American movies, American TV show, American songs, etc. We have been brainwashed with this English American instead of English British. The argument from this Aussie guy was that the real English was came from England which we called people from England as English/British, meaning the real and correct English is English British/Australian. But the Americans are also very proud of their contribution to the new revolution English American style to the English language.
I love watching Friends and will always laugh at Joey "innocent" accident or Chandler's joke, but I don't understand the joke in Coupling. Although the show is quite similar to each other: 6 friends in the same circle altogether. I also don't get the humor of Little Britain.
I am more familiar with the idea of FBI & CIA than MI6 UK intelligent agency. Thanks to the education from American movies.
I have difficulty in understanding thick Brit and Aussie accents especially the thick and mumble ones. Every time we watch Underbelly I will pause at some scenes and ask Sam what were they saying as I have no clue, blank, and he will repeat it so I understand. And Sam will constantly correct me if I made a mistake using English American writing, he also introduces me to Brit/Aussie TV show in order to educate my ears with the accents like The Goodies, The Noise and The Adventure of Lano and Woodley :)
Good thing Sam doesn't have thick Aussie accent like his friends otherwise I will not understand what he's saying :)) Another good thing that his family doesn't have thick Aussie accent either so I survived when I have to spend the whole week with them. His mom has Posh accent due to her family heritage, his 2 cousins and 1 uncle who still live in NZ have Kiwi's accent that was another case though... I found Kiwi's accent is another hard story to understand.
Sam and his friends found this video is hilarious, while I was trying hard to understand which part is the funny one. Help me out here friends....
Monday, October 20, 2008
21 Economic Models explained with Cows - 2008 update
A friend sent this to me, and I think would be "useful" to share it with you :)
SOCIALISM
You have 2 cows.
You give one to your neighbour.
COMMUNISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and gives you some milk.
FASCISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and sells you some milk.
NAZISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and shoots you.
BUREAUCRATISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both, shoots one, milks the other, and then throws the
milk away...
TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM
You have two cows.
You sell one and buy a bull.
Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows.
You sell them and retire on the income.
SURREALISM
You have two giraffes.
The government requires you to take harmonica lessons
AN AMERICAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows.
Later, you hire a consultant to analyse why the cow has dropped dead.
ENRON VENTURE CAPITALISM
You have two cows.
You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of
credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a
debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all
four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows.
The milk rights of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a
Cayman Island Company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who
sells the rights to all seven cows back to your listed company.
The annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on
one more.
You sell one cow to buy a new president of the United States, leaving
you with nine cows.
No balance sheet provided with the release.
The public then buys your bull.
A FRENCH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You go on strike, organise a riot, and block the roads, because you want
three cows.
A JAPANESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and
produce twenty times the milk.
You then create a clever cow cartoon image called 'Cowkimon' and market
it worldwide.
A GERMAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You re-engineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and
milk themselves.
AN ITALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows, but you don't know where they are.
You decide to have lunch.
A RUSSIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You count them and learn you have five cows.
You count them again and learn you have 42 cows.
You count them again and learn you have 2 cows.
You stop counting cows and open another bottle of vodka.
A SWISS CORPORATION
You have 5000 cows. None of them belong to you.
You charge the owners for storing them.
A CHINESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You have 300 people milking them.
You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine productivity.
You arrest the newsman who reported the real situation.
AN INDIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You worship them.
A BRITISH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
Both are mad.
AN IRAQI CORPORATION
Everyone thinks you have lots of cows.
You tell them that you have none.
No-one believes you, so they bomb the **** out of you and invade your
country.
You still have no cows, but at least now you are part of Democracy... .
AN AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
Business seems pretty good.
You close the office and go for a few beers to celebrate.
A NEW ZEALAND CORPORATION
You have two cows.
The one on the left looks very attractive.
A JAVANESE CORPORATION
You have two cows,
You hang a hammock between them and take a nap under a banyan tree.
SOCIALISM
You have 2 cows.
You give one to your neighbour.
COMMUNISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and gives you some milk.
FASCISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and sells you some milk.
NAZISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and shoots you.
BUREAUCRATISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both, shoots one, milks the other, and then throws the
milk away...
TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM
You have two cows.
You sell one and buy a bull.
Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows.
You sell them and retire on the income.
SURREALISM
You have two giraffes.
The government requires you to take harmonica lessons
AN AMERICAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows.
Later, you hire a consultant to analyse why the cow has dropped dead.
ENRON VENTURE CAPITALISM
You have two cows.
You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of
credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a
debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all
four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows.
The milk rights of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a
Cayman Island Company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who
sells the rights to all seven cows back to your listed company.
The annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on
one more.
You sell one cow to buy a new president of the United States, leaving
you with nine cows.
No balance sheet provided with the release.
The public then buys your bull.
A FRENCH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You go on strike, organise a riot, and block the roads, because you want
three cows.
A JAPANESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and
produce twenty times the milk.
You then create a clever cow cartoon image called 'Cowkimon' and market
it worldwide.
A GERMAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You re-engineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and
milk themselves.
AN ITALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows, but you don't know where they are.
You decide to have lunch.
A RUSSIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You count them and learn you have five cows.
You count them again and learn you have 42 cows.
You count them again and learn you have 2 cows.
You stop counting cows and open another bottle of vodka.
A SWISS CORPORATION
You have 5000 cows. None of them belong to you.
You charge the owners for storing them.
A CHINESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You have 300 people milking them.
You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine productivity.
You arrest the newsman who reported the real situation.
AN INDIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You worship them.
A BRITISH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
Both are mad.
AN IRAQI CORPORATION
Everyone thinks you have lots of cows.
You tell them that you have none.
No-one believes you, so they bomb the **** out of you and invade your
country.
You still have no cows, but at least now you are part of Democracy... .
AN AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
Business seems pretty good.
You close the office and go for a few beers to celebrate.
A NEW ZEALAND CORPORATION
You have two cows.
The one on the left looks very attractive.
A JAVANESE CORPORATION
You have two cows,
You hang a hammock between them and take a nap under a banyan tree.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
About me...
I am not in the mood to write and lack of idea.. so I'll write something about me instead.
I am pure Sundanese.
I love veggies, when I'm at Sundanese resto I can eat all those "lalapan" (veggie that goes along with sambal).
I love spicy food, the hotter the better...
I am not a morning person.
I don't drink beer, I think beer tasteless. All of beer drinkers will hate me for this statement.
I used to be a tomboy girl, well I think still am till now. My friends say I'm a man in a form of woman's body :)).
I used to have a goal to be an army/marine when I was a kid.. yeah.. I'm that weird.
I am a sleepy head.
I am a big wuss. I was cried when Sam asked me to join him to ride sling shot and I even cried when Sam told me that I should ride all BIG 6 in Dream World.
I am afraid of ghost.
I am afraid of height.
I am afraid of dark.
I am a slow eater.
I am a sensitive person. Sometimes I can very sensitive for no apparent reason.
I am a baby crier. I cry when I watch movie. Not necessary sad one, I will cry when someone's died or couple's broke up or a fight or just seeing tears drop.
I have bad teeth, good thing I decided to wear braces couple of years ago, so now you can enjoy my sweet smile :)
I used to have short boyish hair until junior high school.
I like to wear short.
I used to be a gym freak.
I like being lazy. Doing nothing just watch TV, read a book is consider as best activity on the weekend.
I learn to drive on the small path of rice field when I was in Tasik. My grandma's driver taught me.
I moved to Tasik after my dad passed away and lived there for 2 years and finished senior high school there.
I am a Leo. Female Leo who can be scary for others, but once you get to know me better you'll love me haha.
I just bought my own apartment on the same year of my 30th birthday, not bad eh.. although it just a small one.
I can be a bitch if I want to, but I choose not to because life is too short to have enemies.
I like eating.
I have a wild dream to be Madonna's dancer.
I love the smell of fresh baked bread.
I have dreams to own a bakery and flower shop for my retirement.
I fallen in love with Canberra Milk and the clear blue sky of Australia.
I want to visit Greece, someday.
I am stubborn. I will not back down until proven wrong.
I utilize this blog as my diary. I will write about my feeling and feel relieve afterward.
I always dream to have slim body, I really hate the fact that I can gained weight fast and takes a looooooong time to lose it.
I wish I can do liposuction for my big flabby upper arm.
When I was a kid, I really hate my skin color and want to have fair skin just like others.. I tried all those whitening products but no significant result then I give up.
I can cook: rice on rice cooker, instant noodle, fried egg, scramble egg, omelet, fried noodle, veggie soup.
I love cheese,
but I hate goat cheese.
I don't eat lamb.
I don't eat oxtail soup. The food that consider as heaven for some Indonesians.
Back then when I was younger, I can do clubbing twice in a week: Wednesday and Friday and won't get home till 4.
I am not a pet person, I never have any pet, ever.
I don't mind take ojek, so I can reach my destination fast.
I really hate Jakarta's traffic jam.
I was thrilled to see Jakarta's blue sky yesterday.
I have a thing for Grey's Anatomy.
I always think my self as an ugly duck.
Some people say that I'm photogenic, meaning I am so much better in photo than the real one.
I always forget the year of mom's was born. I remember the date but forget the year, all the time.
I am afraid of deep ocean. I don't mind snorkeling, but I will freak out when I can not see the bottom of the ocean. I almost break guide's finger when I was snorkeling in Bunaken.
I am a SMS person. 80% of my total phone bill was from SMS.
Should I stop or continue?
I am pure Sundanese.
I love veggies, when I'm at Sundanese resto I can eat all those "lalapan" (veggie that goes along with sambal).
I love spicy food, the hotter the better...
I am not a morning person.
I don't drink beer, I think beer tasteless. All of beer drinkers will hate me for this statement.
I used to be a tomboy girl, well I think still am till now. My friends say I'm a man in a form of woman's body :)).
I used to have a goal to be an army/marine when I was a kid.. yeah.. I'm that weird.
I am a sleepy head.
I am a big wuss. I was cried when Sam asked me to join him to ride sling shot and I even cried when Sam told me that I should ride all BIG 6 in Dream World.
I am afraid of ghost.
I am afraid of height.
I am afraid of dark.
I am a slow eater.
I am a sensitive person. Sometimes I can very sensitive for no apparent reason.
I am a baby crier. I cry when I watch movie. Not necessary sad one, I will cry when someone's died or couple's broke up or a fight or just seeing tears drop.
I have bad teeth, good thing I decided to wear braces couple of years ago, so now you can enjoy my sweet smile :)
I used to have short boyish hair until junior high school.
I like to wear short.
I used to be a gym freak.
I like being lazy. Doing nothing just watch TV, read a book is consider as best activity on the weekend.
I learn to drive on the small path of rice field when I was in Tasik. My grandma's driver taught me.
I moved to Tasik after my dad passed away and lived there for 2 years and finished senior high school there.
I am a Leo. Female Leo who can be scary for others, but once you get to know me better you'll love me haha.
I just bought my own apartment on the same year of my 30th birthday, not bad eh.. although it just a small one.
I can be a bitch if I want to, but I choose not to because life is too short to have enemies.
I like eating.
I have a wild dream to be Madonna's dancer.
I love the smell of fresh baked bread.
I have dreams to own a bakery and flower shop for my retirement.
I fallen in love with Canberra Milk and the clear blue sky of Australia.
I want to visit Greece, someday.
I am stubborn. I will not back down until proven wrong.
I utilize this blog as my diary. I will write about my feeling and feel relieve afterward.
I always dream to have slim body, I really hate the fact that I can gained weight fast and takes a looooooong time to lose it.
I wish I can do liposuction for my big flabby upper arm.
When I was a kid, I really hate my skin color and want to have fair skin just like others.. I tried all those whitening products but no significant result then I give up.
I can cook: rice on rice cooker, instant noodle, fried egg, scramble egg, omelet, fried noodle, veggie soup.
I love cheese,
but I hate goat cheese.
I don't eat lamb.
I don't eat oxtail soup. The food that consider as heaven for some Indonesians.
Back then when I was younger, I can do clubbing twice in a week: Wednesday and Friday and won't get home till 4.
I am not a pet person, I never have any pet, ever.
I don't mind take ojek, so I can reach my destination fast.
I really hate Jakarta's traffic jam.
I was thrilled to see Jakarta's blue sky yesterday.
I have a thing for Grey's Anatomy.
I always think my self as an ugly duck.
Some people say that I'm photogenic, meaning I am so much better in photo than the real one.
I always forget the year of mom's was born. I remember the date but forget the year, all the time.
I am afraid of deep ocean. I don't mind snorkeling, but I will freak out when I can not see the bottom of the ocean. I almost break guide's finger when I was snorkeling in Bunaken.
I am a SMS person. 80% of my total phone bill was from SMS.
Should I stop or continue?
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