keep believing

my driver drives like woosh woosh and we reach. it is scary and dizzy. but his woosh woosh driving skills help shorten the travelling time by a lot. vivi is used to that haha. i’m still dizzy now.

christmas is not about a nice, bearded old man with too much cholesterol dressed in funny costume. it’s not about chocolates, lights, presents and tall, decorated trees. i can’t deny i love them, i love the christmas feelings i get by having them around. but it’s not what christmas all about. jesus loves me and it is what matters. we have to celebrate his love and share it with others.

God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16

pat claims she looks ugly here. i think she looks like shes trying to seduce people. haha. peace.
sher and i just look simply happy.

picture this. i am watching tv with you and i suddenly point at mike shinoda or will smith and tell you, “this guy is meant for me. i’ve got to meet him.” and i end up having two kids with him in a few years time. omg. that happened to david beckham. bah. i wish i played soccer.

i went to dufan for the first time in my life (i went there once in kindergarten but that doesnt really count. yes, i am a shameful jakarta girl), and it was not what i expected it to be. we chose the wrong timing (holidays!) and they were having a half price promotion. very crowded. its like half the people in jakarta went there at the same time. we had to queue and wait half of the day to go on a few minutes ride. i didnt regret going tho, coz i got to catch up with irma and sher about a lot of things. haha we have only been away from each other for less than a month and we had so much things to talk about. erm actually we had to talk, coz we were queueing for quite a long time and had nothing else to do but to eat fries and talk haha. we talked so much that i almost lost my voice at the end of the day. but the conversation made me realised how much i miss everyone and how important friends are. i shall be nicer to ppl around me.

i’m loving my life. i love ppl around me. love, love, love, love, love makes the world go round!

i just realised something, i am already an aunt! i have a very cute one year old plus niece.

irma was tempting sher and me to stay over at her house. and we were already tempted with mangga dua, seafood treat, pool table, bandung trip and three angry dogs. but i got to do what i got to do. my mum purposely sent karyoto and my sister to bring me home that night. hehe.

queueing for arung jeram is the highlight of the dufan trip. we got flatter (or distorted, according to fanie) instantly. who needs diet and exercise when there is a crazy queue for arung jeram. madness.

hm i shouldnt have closed my eyes in halilintar. but i was too scared to even scream.

we should have joined the small kids. they took twice of the number of rides we took. and they got to ride niagaragara. im so jealous. and i think vivi’s friend is very funny. she was screaming screaming like mad in the car on the way home coz of a cockroach (where did it come from?). and karyoto was just laughing away.

i found karyoto really funny too.

i hate jakarta traffic.

a reason why i want to return to singapore soon is because i am only wasting my days here at home slacking and enjoying myself. and it’s not as if i deserve this. home has this lazy and sleepy atmosphere that makes me stay in bed the whole time if nobody asks me out. that is not good. and if i go out, i only waste my parents’ money and trouble other ppl. i dont really like that.

i’m getting used to this kind of life and i start to really enjoy this. oh no.

yay i have the complete ten seasons of friends dvds. i can watch them all the time, anytime i want. they always make me laugh no matter how often i watch them haha. pat and sher are even worse they watch them again and again for a millionth time. friends reminds me of those exams days in the hot room. with chicken rice and ice cocktail jelly or indomie. gonna miss those days.

the christmas tree is up. i didnt help at all. the light is spoilt. it looks so ugly.

merry christmas everyone. He has loved us and been so nice to all of us. be good. God bless us!

6 days to christmas and yet, still no christmas tree in my house! my sisters say they waited for me to come home to set up the tree, but we kept on delaying it. nevermind.. as long as the christmas spirit is there ya. jingle bells jingle bells..

ok, i cant blame anyone for thinking that i am such a heartless creature to befriend to (the stupid one, stop nodding). i think i’m just selfish and insensitive and tend to overlook things.

i saw a very cute spongebob and pat ‘best pals’ carpet in plaza semanggi and it is pink! my sister says she will buy one for me for my bday present but i have to wait coz she’s kind of broke now (sisters are alike, always broke). that also means i should delay my flight back to singapore so she can give it to me. hmm.

my mum thinks i’m very thin and has been asking if i eat properly. she’s worried that if i return to sg too early i will get even thinner. she must have forgotten how thin i was before i left 4 years ago. anyways, she thinks i’m thin. hore hore.

update from my cooking lessons: my fried rice is super nice! my mum cooks for dinner during my napping time (breakfast and lunch are obviously out), so i havent learnt much since the fried frog. she asked me to bake cake today but i was too busy (lazy), next time la.

somebody dreamt about me! she dreamt that i celebrated my birthday in her house, got super large CHEESECAKE and strawberry cake and got doorgifts.. and just by messaging me to tell me about her dream she was hungry already. guess who. very obvious.

i want to finish reading beckham’s my side. actually i’m still at the first few pages, it’s kind of boring (all about soccer) tho the pictures make me drool.

everyone is against me leaving early. even the travel agency. the one way air ticket costs more than twice of the normal two way ticket. madness. ppl still miss me so much i have no heart to disappoint them haha. i wanted to celebrate christmas twice, in jakarta and in sg, but i have to change my plan now. so yup christmas and new year in jakarta. first time in four years..

i drove for the whole one hour just now. slowly, not so many cars on the road and with karyoto beside me. my sister prepared some money just in case got accidents haha. but no one was hurt, not even the car tho i got hit a tree once. i’m going to practice some more, get my license, and start saving to buy a car of my own. haha as if.

i found a new job here, accompanying my parents to wedding receptions. no salary but got nice food. not bad. it can get very boring listening to adults talk (i’m an adult too but i dont talk about boring stuff) but i dont mind pleasing my parents just by dressing up and eating good food haha. last weekend i went to 4 receptions. there were 5 but i slept when it was held. hihi there are more in the weekends to come (tomorrow!). december is a happy month. school holiday, many ppl choose it as the month to get married, and christmas! hohoho. christmas is my favorite holiday.

ns guys. poor thing.

one thing that i miss the most from the little red dot is the freedom. hmm i love being taken care of here, getting all the attention from my parents, enjoying things that i cannot have back there.. i have always missed having all these. but the grass is always greener on the other side, i miss my freedom now. i cannot go out and come back whatever time i want. there is no curfew but i have to book the car at least a day before and it’s irritating. the traffic keeps me at home too, i hate traffic jam.

oh i miss my dear friends and enemies, too. hihi.

fanie’s dog is mad. what a dog loves rotiboy, cheese bread, papaya and pempek. she always acts busy and thinks that she’s a human being. she can be cute at times, too bad it’s a her.

sherly is coming to jakarta this saturday! she will stay for two weeks and we plan to go dufan (fantasy world) and seaworld and some of the malls (there are millions and millions of new malls since i left four years ago) here.. yes, play and shop! but.. jakarta is not so small (i stay in the south, sher’s aunt and fanie in west, rizal is in japan, afi and irma in ujung dunia and everyone else is dunno where), and transportation here is troublesome.. none of us has our own car and is used to taking public transport here. so.. we’ll see. let sher stay at her aunt’s house all day for two weeks ha ha ha.

i went to mangga dua for the second time in my life yesterday. eh if you translate, it becomes mango two, like the second version of mango like that. but has it existed before mango was established? hm. tante irma brought me and fanie to shop there, there were so many things that i became so confused. we wanted to look for some bags and heels and shoes, but we ended up with none of those haha. fanie and i bought the same belt with different shade, and i bought some nice pants and nice tops, too. and they are all at affordable prices. tante irma also treated me to a nice lunch. thanks a lot to fanie and her mum!

there is a singaporetown mall in jakarta named pim 2. i still like pim 1 better tho it’s ugly.

fanie and i nomat again and watched the chronicles of narnia in pim 2. nice movie! i never read the book before and at first i thot it would be a serious, lord of the rings kind of movie, but it turned out to be fun and entertaining. the white witch is stylo and the four kids are cute, the movie as a whole is nice. we chose to sit in the most front row where nobody else sat coz we were eating 10 bakmi gm pangsit with the orange sauce and screamed like nobody’s business in the cinema. we didnt want to freak anyone out, you see. we are considerate ppl.

i’ve told my mum and my driver that i want to learn cooking and driving from them, now i just need to find time from my busy slacking schedule hihi. my mum told me to go and take driving course instead so that i wont put the red car in danger. she learned her lessons since my younger sister knocked down a motorcyclist and hit a wall with that. but i’m too lazy to even move a toe. oh i had my very first cooking lesson today, watching my mum cooked fried frogs and fried rice. i helped her dipped the frogs in the fluor. they’re disgusting (before) and yummy (after).

i stayed over at fanie’s house again, the same routine, nomat, window shop, eat, go to her house, eat, eat, eat, sleep and watch vcd. but this time we ate, ate, ate and watched korean series on the next day and went shopping on the next next day. i realised i always expand a lot everytime i spend a night or more in fanie’s house. fanie is a bad influence to my waistline.

fanie loves korean guys. if you are korean, rich, not bad looking, and eligible (or not), leave a comment! i’ll pass you to her hihi.

ppl in uni here are having exams now til the end of december when i plan to return back to singapore. sigh.

vivi and me,

caca..

..and husband.

ok, this is a bit too late but ive just realised how old i am, how much responsibility is added to my shoulders just by turning a year older. i’m no longer a teenager, i can’t go on playing and having fun and dependant on my family.

my parents want me to stay at home before going uni. when i told them i want to work, they say i can work at my auntie’s company(i got a job in hewlett packard!). either that or i can continue my piano lessons (bleah), learn how to cook, learn chinese, learn how to drive, learn this and that, or i can just stay at home do nothing. mama says papa doesnt want me to return to singapore so fast, thats why he canceled my sisters’ trip to singapore. hm i havent really decided yet but i want to make the best use of this free time, i’m not going to have 8 months of freedom every year right. i dunno.

fanie and i went to taman anggrek yesterday, just to walk, talk, eat, shop and watch a movie. that’s like our routine two years ago haha. we went into some shops, in one shop fanie showed me a skirt that she thinks look bloon and suit me (sial), we almost bought a bag that both of us like and bimbotic handphone straps, and we looked for shoes too.. but in the end we bought nothing, maybe just not in the mood for shopping. we watched just like heaven (finally), i always wanted to watch this coz of the two actors (reese and mark ruffalo, i love them both!), and.. its nice and funny. its definitely worth watching tho i know most of the story already (thanks to pat). fanie says its a movie that makes you feel happy after you watch it. oh btw the movie ticket is only 22500 rupiah (4.5 SGD) coz it monday. on mondays we have this thing called nomat (nonton hemat) which means watch save. then we took photos (like neoprint but not sticker, just nice photos) for 18000 rupiah only, so cheap.. plan to take some more another day. we ate rotiboy and dunkin donuts (i love it, i ate 2 donuts), and we went to fanie’s house.

fanie has a small, white, over-energetic, irritating dog. the dog always runs and barks and jumps and he stands on two feet for you if you have food. she kept looking at me the two days i was in fanie’s house. she likes me i know. sher should visit fanie’s house ha ha ha. oh her name is temi.

sigh i’ll miss the starhub dog in the mornings.

at fanie’s house, while the dog was jumping and running and making noise, fanie and i talked (read: gossiped) and ate (combro, gemblong, lodeh, tempe, pempek, durian ice cream, nasi uduk, mi goreng, kerupuk) and slept (fanie is a pig) and watched mtv and anime and cartoons and sinetron (dina got pregnant by ronald, she killed herself, she took revenge by using bunga) and read comic books and letters and baby blues and some guides to uni in aussie and ignored the dog most of the time.

fanie’s trying to get me to go unsw with her. i’m trying to get my parents’ approval. small chance, but i’m trying. i can stay with fanie and share the cost for everything. it will be cheaper and fun. i’ll be glad to run away from the small red dot really, i’m so sick of it. anyways it’s not as if the dot wants me to stay. i cant tell how i did in my exams. i did my best of course, but it doesnt guarantee me a scholarship or a place in nus right. i dunno. my parents expect me to do well in exams and go nus or ntu with or without scholarship. i hate to disappoint them but it’s kind of too late to do anything about it.

i had some problem in packing my stuff coz i realised i didnt spare time for packing at all. everything was last minute (my fault!). didnt expect to get stressed again so fast. found out that i collected so much rubbish in 2 years. i didnt really sort them out tho. just threw everything in boxes. anyways i dont really have the heart to throw my things away. they all have memories, you know. but i did throw stuff away la. i have to, ba. packed all my stuff and cleaned and sneezed and sneezed and sneezed from 3 til 8 (the indian lady ordered me to finish by 5! bleah), reported to office, went up and down and up and down, and i finally got my air-ticket 12 hours before my flight.
had a bathe and went for tuan’s not so surprising birthday celebration. he told everyone his size (err) but i cant remember how long exactly, i hope he can make use of the toilet paper. took my share of the yummy and expensive chocolate cake and rushed back to my room. went up and down and up and down again with all the boxes and bags, called a cab, and went to hougang avenue.
then…… (skip the sweaty part, nothing interesting but the part when the lift door kept molesting sher’s butt)
it was drizzling. midnight. we ate nasi lemak and drank iced green tea. my sister was in boxer (haha!). we flagged a cab and went back to hostel for my last night there. tired but happy.

thanks a lot to the strong sher who helped me by being a kuli. you make a good kuli, sher.. and maid, too!

i just ate a plate of nice, sweet mango my mum cut for me.

my class chalet.. it was ok. i left the chalet a day earlier but its coz i had my reasons, and plans that i couldnt cancel just like that. i enjoyed myself there, learnt how to play mahjong from mrs kay (no, mummy, my teacher didnt teach me to gamble!), played mahjong and five stones and bridge and beach volleyball (haha), shopped and cooked and prepared a surprised party for mrs kay. its meant to involve everyone in the class but not everyone took part but its ok coz i can tell they enjoyed whatever they were doing.
we cooked fried rice (chanel’s auntie prepared the ingredients, nice!), potato and mushroom soup (campbell ala yiling, too salty), fruit salad (shinfei and xinling, too much sauce), pink jelly (erlin, anh, royston, ugly and too much water, dont blame me!), and a cheeesecake with mnm’s. chanel and xx were in charge of keeping mrs kay away from the kitchen, very funny haha. the class planned to order pizza and go bowling afterwards. i left and went to citylink.

stanley’s new hairstyle is nice. i got a half marche treat for telling him that.

mrs tag invited all the j2 scholars to her house for a lunch treat. its so nice of her spoiling us with food and letting us interact with each other for the last time. tho in the end we preferred watching shall we dance (richard gere is so sexy) and mtv. we were deprived of tv for years! we did talk and have a lot of fun tho.

i watched the exocirsm of emily rose around last week. i abandoned my room after i watched that. im not going to sleep alone for a long long time. its a good movie tho. when i get over my fear totally, i will write about it here and make it one of my favourite movies. someday lo.

ok, this is very random.

i met up with siran and tian2 the day before i left singapore. it was supposed to be a cedar outing but everybody was so busy. tian2 thinks the three of us are still the same ppl we were two years back. hm, i miss them, all of them. i may not see most of them for a very long time. afi is going to japan, siran and tian2 may go to the US, feng and shishu most probably going overseas too. why dont ppl just stick in this small red dot..

i spent hours in borders and bought books worth $80 plus, but i didnt spend a dollar on those. instead i got another $10 voucher. thats good right haha. i didnt buy a single book for myself there tho, i dont really friend books. eh i bought david beckham’s my side for myself in kingz books! cant resist the handsome guy on the cover, my childhood sweetheart!

watched chicken little and ate marche for dinner. chicken little is cute and funny but i think its overrated and the ads cheated my feelings. sher and i got treated by this very handsome and nice and smart and cute guy whom i think should treat more often in the future. i was forced to play pool after that. mean ppl. i dont aim and i suck. some ppl very good la. i enjoyed it tho haha.

clubbing. vodka orange. club momo. vigorous dance. smoke. more smoke. cute guy smiling. weird guy dancing. table shaking. gate-climbing.

the departure hall in changi is a very sad sad place, especially the gate. its very sad to watch the ppl u love walk through it, knowing that everything will never be the same again. but it doesnt seem so for those ppl who sent me off. they were instead very happy and wanted to celebrate with champagne. what a friend. i still love them la tho they wanted to make me cry before i left. i guess its better for me to leave first so i wouldnt feel so sad. i will miss tj and jc life coz of u ppl..

i need to do a lot of thinking about stuff. sighs.