Irish Pub, Late Night Calories and SNOW!

Went to the local Irish Pub last night with Moss Hair. It was so much fun!!! Personally, the Irish Pub is my fav pub here (which explains why I finally can convince MH to come along :p) but yesterday was plain awesome!

We watched this live band performing, all the excitement and energy! Then we went home all smiling and ate fried spicy chicken wings and burgers. Yeah, I felt so sexy at that moment! ;)

It's been raining hail since 2 days ago, and we saw the cars covered in hail, so we wrote down "DENICA" on them. And we found the star Orion on the sky!!! Having a platonic guy best friend is the best thing in life, I'm telling ya. He likes it if we use him to get guys!!! It must be his tight buttocks ;)

And now it's SNOWING. I just wokeup, sleepily opened my white curtains, and I stood in awe of little white flakes falling gracefully from the sky.

:) :) :)

I could just die of too much fun.

It's my first time seeing snow and it's so awesome!!! Last night me and MH wished for a white christmas, like in the movies. So let's start crossing our fingers :)

Creole

Here's a piece in Jakarta Post on sis's chocolate cafe.

Did I tell you how proud I am of you? I know you worked hard for it :) Can't wait to go home and doodle there eating cakes and meringues all day long :) :) :)

How Microeconomics Ruined Her Night

It was so cliche.

After lecture today, we had 4hrs free to study for the midterm. Decided to went through the slides. Casually asked her friends, "Does anyone know how to compute the optimum points for intertemporal budget curve?"

"WTH are you talking about. Theres no such thing. Stop making up stuff."

So we went in the exam hall, all nervous and singing "You Are My Sunshine" to make use of the extra energy boost from the cappuccino we had earlier. Sat down. More singing and drooling over the hot tutor who was supervising the exam. Laughing and screaming. If only we knew.

We got the papers, facing down. Waited for the entire hall to receive their papers. When the tutor said "Start", the whole room was filled with flipping-paper noises.

Question one.

Given this and this. Compute the equilibrium for the consumption for both periods and savings. In other words, Compute the optimum points for the intertemporal budget constraint.

Right there right then, I only wished the professor would storm into the hall and scream "Gotcha! Here's the REAL exam paper, that was just something to stop your heart a beat!"

:(

I was listening to Coldplay's 'Life in Technicolors' for the first time here. The familiar tunes, all of the sudden my insides churned. It's like someone's squeezing my stomach. The last time I listened to these songs, I was cross-stitching like mad trying to finish the bears which I never did. Lil brother is just outside, watching his fav Indonesian soap opera, sis is gonna be home soon from her cafe, Mom and Dad just a staircase away.

And I realize I miss home.

I have 7 chapters and 2 days. And I cant even concentrate. If you're skrewed and you know it clap your hands.

*Claps*

Went kickboxing today. Still as hell-ish as before, now exhausted and blistered. Saw someone I havent seen in 2 months. Saw him, said hi and smiled. Then for some reason just continued practising while he's standing outside looking. Sometimes I think my brain cells are not even working. How stupid can I be? Guess who's consumed by regrets now?

I hate regrets. Ditto for homesickness. You dont get them that often, but once in a while, it struck you when you least expect it.

Miss ya, bro, sis, mom and dad.

Thinks Galas are created to kill you slowly

So my study association is holding this Pre-Christmas gala at the end of this month. Problem is, it is compulsory for us to bring dates which are not active members of the association. I've been ignoring this by consciously telling myself that it's still far away so I can deal with it later. But now it's 2 weeks to D-day. The clock is frigging ticking. And my fellow active members have been all over me asking who am I gonna take to the gala.

Do you know how hard it is to just randomly pick someone from your class to bring as your date?

Furthermore, do you know how hard it is to ask him if he wants to go to the gala with you with all the adverse potential answers?

People should just mate and die.

After much narrowing down options, I came out with 1 possibility. Problem is, havent talked to him since before the exams, which is last month. This morning, I made up my mind to just go ahead and ask him, and here I am after school NOT HAVING A DATE YET.

Why?

BECAUSE THIS GIRL IS TOO CHICKEN SHIT TO JUST GO AHEAD AND ASK SOMEONE TO BE HER DATE FOR THE STUPID PRECHRISTMAS GALA.

I swear to god I would degrade myself with Facebook or something one of these days.

I know I really need to ask someone SOON as they'll need to buy/borrow/steal a penguin suit to look pretty and be my trophy date.

Which reminds me, I dont have a dress yet.

Galas are a tool of modern torture, I'm telling you.

This is what you get after 3 months of being a lump of lard

My ass is sore like hell. My thigh is crying with my every step. My back hurts everytime I attempted to laugh.

I havent been working out (except for my short biking days in the Summer-Autumn transition, now its biking and be an icycle) ever since I got to Holland, and yesterday I finally went to my first kickboxing class. It was hell. HELL.

We were made to jump-rope for 20mins non stop, with pushups in between. My heart was pumping so hard I think its gonna explode, and some guys didnt even break a sweat holey sweetness. Then we were made to do endless situps, in VARIOUS POSITIONS. Crunches, pullups, everything you can imagine. I was like, "SHIT", the whole time.

And that was only the warming up.

Yesterday the trainer wanted us to focus on lower kicks, which explains why my ass and thigh are punishing me now. In between, I wished I was dead. My ass wished it was dead. My thigh wished it's on its way to cremation. Then my trainer come to me and say, "You're here to train, bitch, not to whine."

OK maybe he didnt use the word bitch. But you get the point.

Then we were made to attempt a free fight, with one only rule, only lower kicks are allowed. The trainer did an example for us with a veteran from the group, and they were ENTANGLED, until the trainer made some lower kicks and shoved him down. HOLEY COW. I was just staring there, and spontaneously asked, "So we're supposed to hug him??"

The others looked at me and burst out laughing. "Yes but no kissing!"

What the sweet holy... Blanket (trying to reduce the amount of cursing from now onwards).

But that was good.

And it's weekend!!! Hurah! Planning on leaving for a day trip around Amsterdam in 1 hr :)

Looking forward for one hell of a complete retardation filled day.

Amsterdam here we come :)

You Know I Love You!!!

D: "E is a big retard."

E: "D is fat, a lump of useless lard."

D: "E is the laziest retard who skips lectures to have sex!"

E: "D wants to have sex with L, her tutor and me. Cause I'm hot. And not fat. Unlike her."

D: "E wants to have babies with his micro tutor who is NOT HOT unlike D's"

E: "D wants to have sex with her neanderthal tutor because she has bad taste!"

D: "E has no taste."

E: "D is stupid."

D: "E is stupid."

E: "D thinks goldfishes are made of gold. Who's stupid now, HUH?"

D: "E makes things up."

E: "People like D belongs in the mental institution."


I LOVE YOU RETARD, eventhough our friendship is based on me pitying you for being such a retard.