Hello From NYC

Hello.

So here I am enjoying my last day in the United States. Four states visited. Two weeks passed. Hundreds bucks spent. Infinite experiences. I can't thank God enough.

Pictures and more stories to come.

Dream Does Come True

Ever read one of my post, that one old post written by a redundant girl, talking about top five universities she'd like to come?

She's now attending one of those universities.

P.S. I kissed John Harvard's left feet LOL

Her and Her Uncontrollably Ugly Thoughts

Why don't you just fly and leave this ugly duck behind?

She'd understand.

P.S. Don't mind her. She still loves him, after all.

You Know Your Relationship is Going to an End...

When you have time to talk, but you don't even bother to say a word
When you have chance to kiss, but you choose to sit still and stare to another direction
When you cross the street and he holds your hand, but it doesn't make you feel safe
When he no longer able to come for you in your greatest need and choose to practice softball instead
When you cry in silence besides him, but he doesn't even realize your quite sobs
When you enter his car and he doesn't welcome you anymore
When you have 24hours a day for him, but he couldn't even spare a single hour to have lunch together with you
When you desperately yearning for his hug, but he doesn't even stop for a second to look into your eyes to figure that out
When you start stating the word 'break' and 'break up' in your random conversations
When you can't seem to stop crying every night thinking of him, whilst the one you're thinking is enjoying the night with his friends
When you simply miss him but you can't spit it out in front of him cause you're just too mad
When you're hand in hand in a mall, but it doesn't feel right
When it's just the two of you in the car and it feels awkward cause none of you talk
When you stop being his source of happiness, and so does he
When you stop being the cure for his stresses, and so does he
When you finally doubt whether he's still madly in love with you, or no longer is

When you start writing this post, cause you just want him to know how you truly feel, but you're afraid of his following reactions...

I'm afraid.

Not As Easy As A Sunday Morning

I'm currently working on 3 big projects which I myself doubt I can make it. Dude Up There, please let the Force be with me.

Us

S: "Why is it so hard to tell me what's on your head?"

Pictures With Brief Captions

Wayangs troop at Mirota Batik, Yogyakarta.

Bangles and bangles and bangles and I wanted to buy it all!

The very pretty eyes of my brother.

Look at the glasses! Love!

And this glasses too. Didn't I look pretty much like John Lennon? LOL

Mom-Brother-Dad took a walk along Malioboro Street.

The Governor Office. We look awesome, no?

So, as you see, yes, those pictures were all taken in Yogyakarta. The girl is back to her second hometown. Yay. It's almost a month tho. And things are going extremely crazy here. Sigh.

How's life been treating you, readers?

The Post You Write When You Missed Too Much Things

I've been missing Yogyakarta so badly. I hate being stuck in this boring old town for months. No decent bookstores, no appropriate malls, no delicate cafes, et al. Well I loved meeting my family, I loved meeting my old peeps, visiting my schools, but that's all. I actually like the peaceful feeling I got whenever I'm home (not to say I am highly devoted to it); it keeps me sane, keeps my feet stay on the ground.... But then again, it's been too long. Pretty much too long. I love to be sane, but to be insane makes me feel more alive. I missed the feeling of being hurried by deadlines, I've really got used to the term deadline now that it's disappearing for some moments out of my head, I feel weird. Life's been too safe.

And the thing about Yogya is, there's always something surprising in every corner of it. The unique cafes, the cheap-but-oh-damn-delicious foods on angkringan, the cool beaches, the huge-and-all-25-percents-off bookstores, et cetera. Yogyakarta is simply fascinating. That kind of town which people would yearn for.

Ah. These are some pictures I captured in one of my favorite cafe in town, Nanamia Pizzeria.

I looooove the paintings they put on the wall!

My Guess wallet, a gift from S - My BusyBee (by Golly it can't stop buzzing!) - And the cool National Geography camera bag (which is officially S' but I took it anyway :p)

My favorite oreo-blended milkshake, and the blurred menu, too bad

And here's the one behind the whole I-miss-Yogyakarta-rants ;)

ANYWAAAY, good thing is, I'm going back to the town this Friday! Yay! Fasting month is almost over and college will be started soon... Euh I'm actually not sure whether I really want to leave this peaceful, comforting home, and back to the whole living-alone-and-suffer things or not. Oh, look at this indecisive bitch! You can't even decide what you want, can you? Pffft.

Okay shall we change the subject then?

What book(s) do you currently read? Me, Bloomsbury Edition of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (I can never get bored re-reading this!), Stephen Hawking's The Grand Design , Ika Natassa's Antologi Rasa, and (still) The Reader. The one I mentioned latter was, to quote Eliysha, gross. G-r-o-s-s. I stopped reading it on the first part. (To know why, start reading it yourself)

Antologi Rasa - Ika Natassa

Light and deep on the same time. Very amusing. Finished this on one night ;)

Rowling's great mind series finale in two version - Indonesian and British

So by the way, it's 2AM now on my timezone, and I am, surprisingly, sleepy. (yay?) One thing left I've got to say: I missed my Grizzly Bear already... He's been leaving to Solo and we're separated by miles away till college started. Jeez, don't blame me for seemingly acting like a dependent spoiled brat, I used to see him everyday. ;(

Have fun in Solo, love

Okay, that is it. I've been blabbering too much, no? I wish I haven't bored you to death.

all pictures were taken by Canon EOS 450D

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One Inspiring Story of Forever Greatest CEO

A true story by Vic Gundotra:

One Sunday morning, January 6th, 2008 I was attending religious services when my cell phone vibrated. As discreetly as possible, I checked the phone and noticed that my phone said "Caller ID unknown". I choose to ignore. After services, as I was walking to my car with my family, I checked my cell phone messages. The message left was from Steve Jobs. "Vic, can you call me at home? I have something urgent to discuss." it said.

Before I even reached my car, I called Steve Jobs back. I was responsible for all mobile applications at Google, and in that role, had regular dealings with Steve. It was one of the perks of the job. "Hey Steve - this is Vic", I said. "I'm sorry I didn't answer your call earlier. I was in religious services, and the caller ID said unknown, so I didn't pick up."

Steve laughed. He said, "Vic, unless the Caller ID said 'GOD', you should never pick up during services."

I laughed nervously. After all, while it was customary for Steve to call during the week upset about something, it was unusual for him to call me on Sunday and ask me to call his home. I wondered what was so important? "So Vic, we have an urgent issue, one that I need addressed right away. I've already assigned someone from my team to help you, and I hope you can fix this tomorrow," said Steve.

"I've been looking at the Google logo on the iPhone and I'm not happy with the icon. The second O in Google doesn't have the right yellow gradient. It's just wrong and I'm going to have Greg fix it tomorrow. Is that okay with you?"

Of course this was okay with me. A few minutes later on that Sunday I received an email from Steve with the subject "Icon Ambulance". The email directed me to work with Greg Christie to fix the icon.

Since I was 11 years old and fell in love with an Apple II, I have dozens of stories to tell about Apple products. They have been a part of my life for decades. Even when I worked for 15 years for Bill Gates at Microsoft, I had a huge admiration for Steve and what Apple had produced.

But in the end, when I think about leadership, passion and attention to detail, I think back to the call I received from Steve Jobs on a Sunday morning in January. It was a lesson I'll never forget. CEOs should care about details. Even shades of yellow. On a Sunday.

To one of the greatest leaders I've ever met, my prayers and hopes are with you, Steve.

I Need To Be Dragged Out of This Random and Boring Holiday

When I commit to myself that I'd post at least one post each day to this dearly e-diary, I thought that's gonna be hard for I nearly have no cool stuff to tell at all. I don't hang out very often, and even if I do it's only involving malls or boyfriends or one to five closest friends which is surely not an interesting stuff to write. But this, too, not gonna be very much interesting, I presume.

Anyway, I guess one of the most apparent reason of why I don't really enjoy my holiday is because I am somehow not very getting along with people. Even a somewhat-brain-and-personality-test stated that I am basically an introvert. It's kinda funny how people sometimes see me the other way around, though.

So, my holiday's still moving onward anyway, and it unconsciously bores me to death. You know, I practically love weekends, but I never happened to love long holidays. The unvarying, dull activities, constantly repeated everyday, gah! I never liked routines. Especially when it comes to boring exertions.

Well I admit at first I thought holiday's gonna be heavenly fun for it will require no shitty assignments, no need to set the clock to ring very early on the next day, no pressures of marks or lectures, no stresses for excess expense at the end of the month, and other sort of heavenly stuff as mentioned. Well it was fun though at first. I played with my brother lots of time, helped my mom cook (and it was kind of miracle how I can finally cook on my own!), hanged around with some friends, spent a zillion hour to watch movies and read books, had my boyfriend drop by to date at home... It was perfection! But when it came to repeat again and again within these 2 months that the repetition itself has even came to uncountable number, hell sure I got bored!

I thought if I could get some freelance jobs here but then as I searched I can't find any interesting offer to apply. Well what can I say? This city I lived in is so not-cool that I can't even find a more proper word to define the not-cool-ness of it!

Oh have I complained too much? Do any of you yearn for holiday, instead? If only we can exchange, dude, I would really love to.

Enjoy your day.