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Yang ini adalah Garlic prawn ala udang goreng mentega

SATC the movie

at last.. i can now say I watched SATC. damn right i DID.

i am inclined to agree with most comment that says that this movie was not 'all it's crack up to be' BUT i still think it's good. quoting some guy online "this movie gives a good closure to the series'.

i shamely admit that i did shed tears and didnt actually think that im that BIG of a fan. turns out im a HUGE fan :D

again, a sucker for feel-good-movies with modern cinderella tale.

wish all my bitches are with me, it would be perfect.

ps: i really think miranda was overdressed, as i remember she was this sleek-business-attire chick, i mean dress up, just not that much.

doubt

as i went through reading my intl law exam, i realised that i may not have done that good in answering the question. so where did i get all those confidence ? i always thought that this is something that i am actually good at. but it turns out.. this may not. or at least i gotta wait until my results are out.

i cant help thinking that i might have just created this delusion that i did great without even doing remotely close to great. yet i managed to believe it to be and went on having all this positive attitude in studying for the last exam.

tried calling Ndut for consolation, but the line was busy. wad the hell? she would probably yell at me and repeated time and time again where did all this negative and lack of self confident comes from as i am not like that at all. i dont know.

my inquisitiveness is finally taking its revenge on me. i dont think i did that bad. but i cant be that sure that i have done great. we will have to see.

There's nothing like her

I love my NDUT so much!!

dont really know how to pay back all of the things you've given me.
dont really know how to repay all the sacrifices you given up for me.
dont really know if i can ever be as you wanted me to be.

but i do know that i will fight till the end
i do know that nothing will ever replace you in my life
and i do know that I love you with all my heart
there's nothing in the world that can stop me
from making you the happiest and proudest person on earth.

I love my proofreader

once again stating my admiration and gratitute to Chessimate for his excellent talent in writing and proofreading my essays.

Me owe you Big Time. wish i had met you last year, but cant really complain though.

the kid in me

starting from this point on, i will mostly write about what i feel towards HIM -whose name should not be mentioned hence i should really try to forget about him- in this blog. the main reason being is that buncit is really, really, really, seriously, really getting tired of me talking about HIM all the time. although in my defense, he is not all i talk about all the time, but when it comes to the topic of guys, well.. im guilty as charged.

as i was trying to finish the second part of my international law exam, everytime i heard an sms on my phone (isnt it weird to hear your sms on your phone? but anyway you are smart enough to understand what i mean, i couldnt be bothered thinking of a proper way to describe it), i was hoping that it would be from HIM. *cheeky mode*. the first two was not, but finally there was one from him. the content was nothing about me or asking about what i am doing at the moment or trying to engage in a conversation, BUT, it led to a conversation. or at least i decided to call instead of texting him back thus made a conversation out of it (im pathetic arent i?). the whole conversation lasted waaay longer than i had expected (say bye bye to new boots).

i was going to pretend my signal failed and hung up so that i wouldnt have to spend money and just use my optus yesTime, but i decided not to. remembering that i dont really call anyone that much anymore and i am still paying the cap full amount and i was really enjoying the convo and it would be such a turn off to do that. so it went really long. longest so far and it was nice. i mean we get to have a decent conversation, he gets to talk, i get to talk, we get to argue a bit not much (which is usually unlikely to happen), he gets to give me an advice and support and i get to tease him and still give support. :P anyway.. im just a happy kid at the moment. it's like getting a massage at the end of a busy day at work. im so easy to please arent i?

however, approaching to the 50th minute, we might be running out of topic and obviously both of us were tired coz of the preliminary olympic round game this morning, i still managed to put forward my 'two cents' on his behaviour towards me. i said it was lovely to have a conversation with him without wanting to kill him (at least this is how i feel), hence i always wonder why this does not happen when we are around each other. peace and a good convo happens either over the phone or the internet, pure presence would start third world war. of course as usual he didnt really answer my notion and since i suggested that i might be the one being too sensitive about it, he jumped into the opportunity and tells me that it's just me. although i've consulted several witness and they all agree with me that he DOES treat me differently.

a friend reminds me that i should no longer look for approval from those who does not deserve it at the very beginning. but can this thing with him indicates that? i dont think so. but it does indicates my curiosity about how he perceives me and what makes him treat me differently. i was just thinking as i said to buncit that the only thing i havent done to kill my curiosity is telling him how i feel, but this may never happen as we all know it. im just not that stupid, or probably not yet. the last time it took me 4 years before i finally did something like this. i couldnt help noticing how he has the potential to be the "one", but the question remains whether he is the one for me. now, i dont want to get head over heels in this one but let's not get carried away. i dont even have positive feedbacks on my effort (i assume i made efforts, numerous efforts to indicate my feelings, or so i believe). i shouldnt be dreaming of anything more than his courtesy and his friendship.

im such a kid this way. wee... gimme candy...

not so serious anymore

another defeat in my journey here in melbourne. nope, it's got nothing to do with academic requirements rather it is about a 3-on-3 basketball game. PPIA (indonesian-australian student organization) is holding an olympics in august and each state are allowed to send teams for basketball. there were only 2 teams competing to represent victoria and mine was one of it. of course we didnt win therefore the olympic-slash-holiday getaways to brisbane and gold coast can be confirmed going down the drain.

im just so pissed at the way the other team played (this might just be an excuse for consolidationg my lost). it's been a while since i played basketball with other girls, exception for nunik and nana. i forgot that there is a particular style that they used, which is grabbing the ball like in a cat fight. i hate it so much, which let me to not focus on getting the ball in but to actually figured out a way not to be pissed at them. which is not the best strategy to win a competition. anyways.. i lost a fair bit. but at least i scored some points, blocked their drive, and got several rebounds. this is my consolation. though it was only a 15 minute game, i was almost suffocated in the middle of the second set. guess im just not that young anymore. although i must admit that they played better (not so much of a difference in capability) and more solid but they play like a girl.

i just dont take basketball that serious anymore, nor that i've ever take it that serious. but i am sure back then basketball was a serious thing at some point in my life. oh and too bad nana got injured only after a couple of minutes playing, so i can argue that the team was not in full speed, however anggi is the best scorer. i should've given her the ball more and let her shoot instead of worrying that it will lead to a turnover. oh and erie was our referee.

here's the photo of the gang. from left to right: Jane (manager), Nunik, Me, Anggi (top scorer), Nana (the one who got injured after the 3rd minute).