10 Things I Hate About You

An old movie. Released in 1999 but haven't watched it until few days ago. I love the scene when the lead character read this poem near the end of movie.

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick, it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, not even close not even a little bit not even at all.

The last part of the poem is the most captivating.

Facebook

Dad asked me to make an account after seeing his little brother having one. I don't think he need facebook. At home he and mom don't have internet connection. Although being computer literate he's not internet literate and kept asking me how to update his page.

I was unaware that uploading "sensitive" pictures would cause incident. The pictures aren't pornography stuff but several pictures of my cat inside my room. You know what cat does right? Sleeping on my bed, exploring the room, climbing to computer table, etc.

I wouldn't think my parents would discover those photos because they are internet illiterate. I was totally wrong. On Friday night mom investigated me over the phone. I had hinted to parents I have a cat long ago before that night. They opposed me. Then the issue became unheard along the time. Now the issued emerged as they saw those photos on bloody facebook.

She, my mom, ordered to abandon my cat and have a toxoplasma blood test. WHAT THE HELL!!! I'm fucking 27 years old and you orders me around!? I declined. Disappointed by the answer she claimed had never either disappointed or broken my heart. THAT IS BULLSHIT!! That was my reply to her because that's a fact. Since that day our relationship has become distant. Dad becomes our mediator when we want to communicate to each other.

Few nights ago dad called me how to make an account for mom. FACEBOOK ACCOUNT. What the heck!!! You bitch wants to track my life?? She is both computer and internet illiterate. Why does she need facebook for? She even can't connect herself to internet no matter how many times I have directed her step by step.

This night I approved her friend request. Rejecting her request would cause trouble. DAMN. Since this night I set privacy adjustment on my page. I blocked some informations and photos from her.

The Forbidden Legend Sex and Chopsticks

Based on Chinese classical novel called Jin Ping Mei. The story resolves around the rise and fall of Ximen Qing whom wealthy enough to marry many women. The story follows the domestic sexual life of the main character.

The movies are divided in 2 parts. The sexual act of both part is well choreographed but I feel like it was lack of real sex. It doesn't build me enough hornyness! The 1st part is more enjoyable. More plot, jokes, and character developments while the 2nd part is more and more sex which I think few scenes are impossible. How come a pussy is able to peel a grape skin?

My review is 3 out of 5 stars. Go to google for download!

Learning Japanese

It's been a year and few months since I started my japanese class. During the learning I learn how to understand the japanese grammar. Been practicing the conversation with various friends. They said my japanese was fine. Thus I am confident with myself.

But...after having conversation with tatsu. Indonesian guy whom learnt japanese longer than me. He said my japanese might be better but sounds silly and ridiculous. I lost my confidence.

I'm thinking to switch school after finishing the 1st book in Ikuzo.

Meeting A Guy Update: Opinion From Friends

Chris' perspective:
Chris is a devout christian. When he interests a girl, he would gives her a kiss on check but he would hold his urge. Plus suggesting me to meet and date christian guy because on his opinion christian guy would have better control over his hormone.

Darnell's perspective:
Not a devout christian. He said gentleman would wait for a lady's response. A gentleman waits but a man does not. He alerted cuddling might leading to foreplay.

Yukisan's perspective:
A japanese man whose opinion I seek the most. He confirmed what happened yesterday wasn't cultural barrier problem but rather human problem. He added I should not coming to a man's house whom not a boyfriend.

Meeting A Guy Update: Whuah!!!

I met this guy on skype. We exchanged photo on few times chatting. He was nice and decent meaning never talking about adult stuff. Hence I agreed to meet him. He asked me to meet him in a mall and came to his house. I agreed because based on past experience going to a chat friend's house wasn't a problem.

He was nice during meeting. Although we had language problem. He's been living for 1 year in Jakarta but speaks little indonesian and I tried as much as i could to speak japanese. Overall we understand what each other saying. Several times he tried to hug me. I tried to make distance as smooth as possible. I didn't want to be impolite besides I was interested in him.

When I was at his home I tried to be nice as possible like offering my hands to help him cooking for our lunch but he refused. Hence I just sat and watching an anime from Studio Gibli. We had lunch and watched the anime untill the end together. After the anime ended I tried to make conversation because I wanted to know him.

He asked me what time I will be go home from his house. I said 8pm from his house. It was 2-3 hours to go. He asked what would we do until 8pm. I answered talking. I really do wanted to know him. His reaction was "talking only??"

He tried to touch me and hug me. I didnt refuse because I liked him but he kept being aggressive trying to touch the private area. As last resort he tried to touch the privy area by force but I was refusing. He straightly grabbed my shoulders and show me way out. Before parting he said "thankyou" and my reply was "gomen ne".

I think both of us won't be in touch again. Thus I stipped his number and ID from my cellphone and skype respectively.

Up until now I can't sleep. Why do I feel bad and sorry for a man whom was to harm me? He was the one to be sorry!!

Meeting A Guy

It was a month ago that I met him. He was nice, talkative, good looking, and fulfills 4 out of 8 points of my ideal requirement. We had dinner and had good talk during that time. I enjoyed our meeting. I think he did too. After parting I sent a message to his cellphone saying good night. He replied then calling me. We talked over the phone for some minutes before saying good night for sleeping.

It's been a while after the meeting. I missed his presence. I sent a message but no reply. Maybe he wasn't into me. "Just get over him" saying that to myself.

This upcoming saturday I will meet another guy. I have know idea how it will be turn out.

Sigh...

I miss the 1st guy. Where and what are you doing now?

Update on Hongkong Plan

Lebaran holiday starts tomorrow but I am switching the holiday to November because of Hongkong vacation.

I've been saving since early of this year and have been calculating and recalculation on the budget plus the basic expenses. I have firm confidence that the remaining balance of the budget will be enough for emergency expenses. Still I have little nervousness I won't bring enough money with me. I would be less restless if I go with a friend whom I could lend some money from whenever I need.

Been thinking to lend some money from the office. As exchange I would offer salary cut on November and December.

Maybe I shouldn't plan this trip at 1st place.

Searching for Rotring Cleanser

The equipments I need to draw are a piece of paper, a pencil, and a set of Rottring pens. These technical pens have been my best friends from outlining my sketches. Since I haven't been using them for 3,5 years causing drying ink blob at the edge of the pens.

I have been searching the cleanser in a Rotring booth in Jakarta but the product has been run out. The booth keeper suggested me to wash the pen with hot water to wash away the drying blob. I did. Out of 3 pens only 1 works.

I called the same store. The same booth keeper said she will contact me after making an order to the producer. Few days later she sent a text message saying the product has been discontinued. SIGH. Should I buy a new set instead?

A whole new set costs IDR 700.000. SIGH. That's god damn fucking expensive!!!

Sharping Old Skill

I haven't been drawing for 3,5 years. I use the reason for not having desk nor table for not drawing. Actually I am lazy to lift up a pencil. The desire burst out when I started reading manga again and revisitting Deviantart. I said to myself "I could have done it if I keep practising" while admiring those artworks not mine.

Hell yeah. My biggest weakness in drawing are body pose and fingers drawing. I don't have problem drawing face. I am confident with facial expression drawing skill. Although I kept drawing single facial expression throughout my sketches.

So... what I need to sharp up are... body pose, body proportion, finger drawing, refining facial expression, and background. Well... I'd like to add up the number of person on each sketch. I always end up with single person each paper with blank background.

Visiting The National Museum

I gave myself a little unusual treatment on this weekend. It's unlike the usual weekend when I wake up at noon and being be a geek in front of the computer all day. The ritual keeps repeating until Sunday night.

On Saturday the National Museum opens until 17.00. I woke up early and made my way to the museum. The entry ticket was god damn fucking cheap. IDR 750,0 for 1 adult & IDR 250,0 for 1 child. The management should have made it free.

Instead of arranging the collections in chronological order the relics are gathered in 1 room based on their categories. Visitors can choose which room they want to see based on their interests. I was clueless about the room I should visit first. Therefore I visited all rooms starting from the 1st chamber on my left.

The explanation on the display wasn't telling much. It said the name of the relic, the time it was constructed, and the place of discovery. I was hoping to read longer sentences. It would be nicer if I had a museum guide to explain those relics deeper. Next time I'll join a guided tour. The stillness, while I was reading the display explanation. was occasionally interrupted by noisy Indonesian visitors. They couldn't keep their crap shut. Foreigners were more observant and silent. The ethnography room displays had longer explanations attached to the display boxes. I just passed them because my feet were tired.

Next was the scupture room. Observing an old sculpture was fascinating. I noticed the difference between prehistoric statues and the ones from the Hindu-Buddhist era. The prehistoric one is sculpted simpler & less embedded with ornaments. In contrast artists from Hindu-Buddha era gave artistic details to their arts. The details make their statues more complex than the ones from prehistoric era. My mind wandered: what story did each statue have in the past? They were worhipped as gods but now they are piece of artistic stones from the ancient era.

After departing from the museum I went to Veteran Street. There lies "Ragusa Italian Ice Cream". I had heard about it several times before, but had not yet visitted. It was easy to find. It was around a 5 minutes walking distance from the Juanda Busway Station. Even though the ice cream shop is old, it had many visitors. Maybe it is because it was on the weekend. On the wall there were some photos from the 1930s. The Ragusa building was bigger then than it is now. The customers were westerners. During its golden age Ragusa had music performances at the edge of the room.

All of the ice cream options do not exceed IDR 30.000. I ordered a Banana Split (IDR 27.000). I enjoyed the ice cream because I had it a lot. The banana slices were small. Such a pity. It would have been great if they were bigger. I almost had some left over because of the milk ingredient in the ice cream. It made me full quickly. Overall I like Ragusa ice cream. The ice cream leaves an aftertaste. I am surely going to visit again. Upon finishing my ice cream I took a bus home.

Akeboshi and Angela Aki

Finally I have complete collection of their mp3. I had searched google & torrent some times ago but ended up in vain. Many thanks to those out there whom has shared the songs with me. I could have their works via buying site though. I HATE PAYING!!! I'm using the songs for myself & I don't have intention to redistribute.

These 2 are my favorite currently. Both mix pop, ballad, & rock. Their songs are relaxing. Just listening to them makes my mind wanders somewhere far. I'm intrigued to start my backpacking immediately each time listening to their melody.

I'm a bit disappointed after listening to complete Akeboshi works. He often repeats his popular songs in his next album. It's like he doesn't have confident creating new song and affraid of being fail to make popular song.

On the contrary Angela Aki, I adore her piano skill, makes more new songs than akeboshi. It's refreshing after listening some same melodies from Akeboshi. I compare Angela with Vanessa Carlton because of their similarity.

Puppy Rescue Day

Two men came over to office offering a puppy. They claimed the puppy was sheltered at a pet shop and looking for new owner because his mother died. All people at office straightly fell in love with this puppy.

My boss warned us that they could be lying about the puppy origin. Her warning was reasonable because the puppy was weak and all dirty. A pet shop puppy supposed to be clean and healthy. We had suspicious the puppy was stolen by these men and they wanted to make some money from us.

After hard and long negotiation finally we bought the puppy half the price those men initiated. Now he is under the care of my coworker. she took this puppy to her home. At last he has forever home.

Hongkong

It's official I am going to Hongkong this November. Coming with me is a travel mate whom I met from backpacking online community. There will be another person joining in but I haven't had her confirmation so far. I picked them out of other interested participants based on the chemistry "clickness". Hopefully we will be truly click when doing our journey together.

Ticket has been booked. I am nervous and thrilled at same time! I cant wait for November

Travel Plan

I just found Jakarta-Kuala Lumpur-Macau round trip US$130. From Macau I will take ferry to Hongkong. Going to Kuala Lumpur, Macau & Hongkong doesn't need to apply visit visa. If nothing hinders my travel plan, I will start from 5 November-11 November 2009.

I'm calculating my budget for this trip. It needs around US$300 only for flight ticket (JKT-KL-Macau-KL-JKT), ferry ticket (Macau-HK-Macau), plus staying in hostel with dormitory room type. Transportation and meal are excluded. I'm thinking to take US$500 along when travelling.

Making a trip plan myself surely is troublesome! It would be my 1st time backpacking but hey there's a good thing. I learn some weather cast and the route to get to know my destination better. I threw a thread to backpacking mailing list and there are some interested participants. Hopefully i will meet my partner soon. I might end up in kuala lumpur only if i haven't found partner by the end of october.

Going alone is more adventurous don't u think?

Shirt Beotch!!

There's only 1 housekeeper at my boarding house to do laundry for 9 rooms. Thus it's common thing if a girl's clothes accidentally taken to another room. Few days ago a neighbor asked me about her lost tank top shirt. I picked up my ironed cloth piles at a same time with her. There wasn't a dark brown shirt within my piles but I forgot to tell her that I do have the same color and size like hers.

This morning the housekeeper told me that this girl had messed up my pile and claiming my shirt as hers although her lost shirt has been found. Whatta beoch!! She is the last bitch on earth I want to confront with. Slicky and Tricky she is!

It's a cheap shirt anyway. Unlike her claiming other belonging as hers to replace her lost cloth I'll buy new one and sew my name tag on it!

Work with Love

Takemoto is a sophomore at an art college in Tokyo. He lives with friends in an apartment. Near the end of his study he begins questioning what he wants to do after graduating. Thus it leads to his journey traveling around Japan for self enlightenment.

Along the way he encounters many experiences and the answer he's looking for. In a town he meets a group of builders restoring an old temple. They move from town to town after finishing a temple. Takemoto enjoys himself while he is among them. Therefore he decides to join them after graduation.

Takemoto, who is college graduate, takes a job as temple restorer. As his fellow worker says, "it's low paying job and it's not easy". If Takemoto was a real life person and living in Indonesia, I believe people would look down on him, since little we are pressured by our parents to study hard and get a good job. A good job here equals a high position, working in big company, and a high salary. We are taught not to work as random, unimportant things because they are not money producing. This dogma causes us to underestimate certain job positions.

My mind goes to a quote I saw couple years back. A pair of woman's hands making handy craft. A hand of an old woman pictured in black and white. Under it there's a saying. More or less it says, "whatever you do if you do it with love and you're a successful person".

Singapore Trip

My trip to Singapore was by plane and ferry. The plane flew for 2 hours from Jakarta to Batam, an island for transiting to Singapore, and then 1 hour crossing the sea by ferry. That 2 hours flying was boring but I enjoyed the ferry much. I went to the top of the ferry enjoying wind breeze, ships traffic, and the sea scenery as well. I stayed 4 days in Singapore which was more than enough for sightseeing around that tiny country. I visitted must visit spots within those 4 days.

Here's the pictures

Money Lost

This incident happened few days before I visitted Singapore. A friend, whom I went to singapore with, lost her money. The amount was truly hell plenty. It's IDR 2 millions. The story started when she withdrew some money from ATM machine but she forgot to pulled back her card. Few minutes after walking away from the booth she realized her forgotten card. Unfortunately some of her savings had been withdrawn by a thief by the time she getting back to the booth. The thief face was taped in cctv camera. She didn't recognise him as one of the employee of the same company as hers. At home she told me she lost her desire for singapore vacation.

I had my card lost last year. It was fortunate for me nobody stole anything from my account. Since then I've become more carefull everytime withdrawing some money from ATM booth.

Eventually she overcame her grief and we went to Singapore together.

Unforgetable 5th January 2009

I had terrible experience in the opening of 2009. one morning bunch of thieves broke in to my room stealing my brand new cellphone. Nokia Communicator. Those low life punks pretended to rent one vacant room in the house. After gaining access they went rampage and broke every room. Other friends lost their jewelries and money. Upon salvaging our rooms they took away our house keys.

On the incident day I vomited since dawn and kept having headache until morning. I intended to excuse not coming to work. Before going to office I saw all 3 of their faces and having bad feeling about them. At that time I didn't want to accuse them for something they hadn't yet committed. In addition the house keeper, the owner's brother, and a friend were at home. Hence I thought nothing would happen. Later at noon a phone rang telling me about the robbery. A friend, whom stayed in her room, didn't have any property loss. Other 2 rooms next to her didn't suffer property loss. I should've trusted my premonition. Upon arriving at home I felt shock seeing
the room had been vandalized.

Renting rule in the house was loose. After this incident the owner makes the rules stricter. He commits to check and recheck a prospect renter's ID before renting. He granted 4 months free rent which will expire next month. Starting from June I have to pay again.

Sigh.