Weeknight Amusements

See the world's most humongous small animals here. Hahahaha the giant rabbit (picture no 0 and 2) and hamster (12) is really cute. However, look at no. 5 and feel the horror.

Worst nightmare: face-to-face with a giant cockroach. I shall die. No kidding.

Kungfu and Squealers

Going to movies has been one of me and my leftover friend's must do list every week. So this week we decided to go and see the Forbidden Kingdom. The movie was relatively good, up until the action started to heat up.

You know when you go and see action, kungfu filled movies, you kinda expect the fight to be sort of... Gripping. The kind of plot that they developed to make you bite your fingers or scream for the actors to GO HURRY AND BREAK THE MONKEY KING STATUE WITH THE GOLDEN STAFF. It's part of the package.

Therefore, when you are some teenage girls trying desperately to be seen as fun and 'out there', along with crazy and lunatic, I desperately urge you to stick with romantic comedies. It's much calmer on your heart.

So we were sitting there in the cinema, silent, our heart racing with and for the kungfu fights. And there's this group of teenage mutant girls sitting on the left row SCREAMING with FAKE SCARE everytime the movie is getting.... Gripping.

I dont think I have to describe with words how INCREDIBLY ANNOYING that was. It's like all I want to do is grab the golden staff from the boy in the film, and shove it up their... Throats. That's decency taking hold of my fingers.

No, please dont feel bad for ruining my kungfu watching time. However, I strongly advise you, if you cant hold your urge to squeal and giggle like the people you see in the loony house, just calmly find the EXIT sign.

You might save yourself from some live kungfu style stares from the other rows.

Let's Talk

I think we all should talk to the people that we seldom talk to more often.

Quite recently, I had the opportunity to talk to some people that I rarely talk to before. From when we were almost strangers until they became people that I couldnt spend the day without talking to.

You know who you are.

Im glad our paths crossed.

The Damaging Subsidies

With the ever rising oil prices, the Indonesian government has been thriving to 'ease' the suffering on millions by subsidizing oil. A pretty noble act, really, but somehow dumbing and futile. According to the Indonesia Association Petroleum (IPA), total subsidy for oil and electricity (from fuel) has reached the toll number of 239,4 T Rupiah.

Imagine the burden it has on the APBN. That much must be channeled only to prolong the lives of millions.

ICP announced that with evry $1 increase in the price of oil (assuming $1 = 9,000-9100 Rupiah) will ultimately lead to a rise in 3,15 T Rupiah. With the current instability and uncertainty, I doubt that oil subsidy will fall anytime soon.

Subsidy now has become on of the largest spender in the govt's budget that it's ridiculous. That much Ts can be spent to help other real and productive sectors such as education and training so that Indonesians can actually educated themselves to get better jobs and better income. It would also increase the country's productivity and living standards in the future.

I know that this seems like a far, if not impossible goal to achieve. But I personally think that it's way better than feeding the people with the money that we honestly cant afford.

With the current education system and health implications (esp. malnutrition), some actually believe that by 2010, Indonesia will suffer from a lost generation because they're too dumb and malnutriced to begin with.

I think subsidies should still be given, only less with closer monitoring. Subsidies to the people is always way better than putting the money into the rats' pockets. I just think that the government should pay more attention on the micro of this economy than boasting on how we can still hold against the effects of the US's credit crunch.

Indexed

This is HILLARIOUS.

Check out the booze section. I couldnt stop smiling.

For Jed

I dont really get the idea of the game/homework/whatever this is. As a matter of fact I find it kinda weird and embarassing, but what the heck.

Aturan main:
1. Postinglah aturan pengerjaan tugas ini di dalam blog Anda.
2. Tulis delapan kebiasaan atau fakta tentang diri Anda (pilih secara acak).
3. Di bagian akhir tulisan, tulis delapan nama teman Anda yang ingin Anda suruh untuk mengerjakan tugas ini juga.
4. Jangan lupa untuk memberitahu delapan orang tersebut agar mereka membaca blog Anda dan kemudian mengerjakan tugas ini juga.
5. Tersenyumlah dengan penuh rasa puas setelah Anda menyelesaikan tugas ini.

8 facts about me (written in shame):

1. I'm a claustrophobic.
2. I dislike seafood.
3. I love melancholic songs.
4. I love reading.
5. I am a geek.
6. I am a fool.
7. I am feeling like a ultra geek writing this.
8. I cant stand waiting.

Now there u go. That wasnt so bad after all.

Anyways this is Jed's.

Hm it says that I should tag another 8. Argh what the heck. Whoever's willing to, feel free.

:)

It's now 6 AM in the morning and I'm up and about. Rise and shine. Had a sudden urge of missing-highschool moment. Perhaps it has to do with the fact that I'm never up this early (I'm always late. Always.)

I woke up into the same old familiar coldness in the morning, the same want to stay in bed longer. It's like all I want to do is slip on into my ugly green uniform, put on the tie and vest and leave for school.

Then I would rush myself a bit, because I would be either late by 5 minutes or an hour. (This is totally not my fault. It's my nerve system?) As I climbed the stairs up in my old building, I would see Audi's idiotic face as she sat in front of our lockers. She was late, as usual. She would be sitting on the floor, sometimes motivating herself not to be late again in her life, with her little black Converse bag, a plastic bag full of papers and files, along with her big green transparent water bottle.

As she saw me walking towards her, we would lock eyes, and laugh at each other's ass like two complete retards at 7.10 in the morning. Then I would sit across her and we would share our obstacles of the day (such as laziness to attend Business, or the need to kill Maths teacher, or threatening assessments and assignments).

We would then laugh at each other again.

And when the bell rang (indicating that Devotion and Homeroom is over), we would pretend to be crazy and laugh when our homeroom came to see us. Offering shameless complimentaries ("Oh miss your eyes is so pretty today", "Did you lose weight?", "Wow yur hair is so pretty!") in laughter while she pretends to be mad at us for being late again. Then pat her on her tiny back and went pass her into the classroom. Sometimes we would get detentions (because she's pretending to be mean), and most of the times we would just happily get away with it.

Those were the days.

And some days we would be lucky enough to have glorious moments that define itself. Catastrophic or happy enough to be written here tho. This one is definitely defines this category:

Mr M ark R oberts' fiasco. This one's a classic beauty. I got cramps in my stomach from laughter just by reading and reliving it once more.

But right now, even coming to mundane classes would be just fine for me.

Oh I know what else I miss: the togetherness of 12.4 when we laugh at DPH's peach-like bottom. And having him laugh with us at him.