post anatomy syndrome

after battling thru anatomy exam (which i studied only two days before it), my nose was clogged up with mucus.

ladies and gentlemen, i officially caught the flu.
with fever and cough to boot.
(correction, i got the flu before the exam)

and of course the flu made me think silly things.
like "oh, the guy i like, likes me too!"
but of course, that's just the flu talking.

aih.
anatomy was tough!
serves me right for not studying before hand. i got 4 weeks before the exam, and being me, i chose to study last minute. nice move.

and now i'm having the blues because of my disillusionment (refer to paragraph 3)
ah well.
i can just keep trying.
if it doesn't work out, well, i still have the Girls and the Guys.
it will turn out okay.
*grins*

mari makan!

pegi International Day food festival today. with Ida and other classmates (including Jern, he's worth mentioning, due to several reasons XD)

really feels like i'm going all over the world in just one day.i ate food from stands that caught my attention, except from Indonesia,Thailand, Columbia, Romania, Madagascar, Italy,Japan, Netherland and Saudi Arabia.

reasons?

1. Indonesia = currently living here. haha.
2. Thailand = Tom Yam and roti panggang. i want the roti panggang, but i was running late for class. isk.
3. Columbia = I came too early and too late. too early because they just giving out sample first, and too late because they've finished their food (come on!it's just one hour interval!!) tapi sample batter with coffee bean tu, sedap giler!!!
4. Romania = no food sold. isk. i want that interesting Greek food!!!
5. Madagascar = why are they selling lunch? isk...too heavy for my food adventure! sebab if i ate that, i can't eat anything else!
6. Italy = pasta? spaghetti? give me something else man! at least give us pasta ala trapanese, not the usual spaghetti and cheese..tak menarik sungguh!i want italian sweets!!
7. Japan = they're just selling bubur kacang merah style Jepun. saya tidak suka bubur kacang, tak kesahla dari negara mana pun...berikan saya YAKISOBA!! XD
8. Netherland = i didn't see any food...where's the food??
9. Saudi Arabia = they don't look like Arabs. in fact, aren't they Indonesian???
   

the most interesting food i ate at the foodfest were:

1. from Papua New Guinea = "bakar batu" , chicken, tapioca, banana, and chinese cabbage wrapped in foil and baked. delicious!with all the raw and fresh flavour, and sangat tidak menggemukkan sungguh! XD
2. from Vietnam = popiah (sangat lupa nama apa) and Ba Ba Soup. ba ba soup is a type of dessert, dalam ada kacang kuda (i think..or was it kacang dhal? tapi yang pasti bukan kacang tanah, kacang merah, atau kacang hijau), cendawan telinga kera, jelly and pemanis makanan (gula..wahahha).
3. from Australia = MEAT PIE! aku pau dari Firdaus sbb habis time aku nak beli..2 kali tau aku pegi food fest and tak dapat pie tu!! isk.(nak pau Jern punya sebenarnya, tapi segan tahap max XD)
4. from German = some sort of food. since the name is in German language, i couldn't understand a thing. yang pastinya, ia adalah kentang yang digoreng (macam cekodok, tapi leper) with cold apple sauce. SEDAP!!

ahhh...
nak makan lagi...
isk.

and oh, forgot to tell, for Malaysian food, we were selling nasi lemak, vadey, hainan chicken rice, kungpao chicken rice, egg tart, kuih cara (and others, i forgot what)

(okayla, since i mentioned Ida, Jern and Firdaus, here's are the list of friends who went together with me and whom we met at the fest:

1. Merayang
2. Mad
3. Afiq
4. Nad
5. Paan
6. Ummi
7. Farina
8. Azimah
9. Karen
10. Kiashor

okay, top ten je. anyone i missed out, sorry, sbb mcm banyak sangatlaa pulak after i listed down..)
ps: the bad guy in Ghost Rider hensem giler. kenapa bad guys sekarang selalu kacak bergaya?

rean's great jakartan adventure (PART II)

5 April 2008.

since Anne ada klas dari pkul 11 sampai pkul 1, so aku pun bercadang nak rayau jakarta sensorang. nek bas. fuh. kagum giler dgn keberanian aku sendiri. so, bila nak nek bas sensorang, kena laa ada maklumat nak pegi mana. kat sini, Rizal is my savior. dialaa yang kasi tau nak amik bas cenggana, nak amik route mana, etc.

firs stop, Reformation Monument kat Universiti Trisakti. monumen yang dibuat untuk memperingati kematian 4 orang mahasiswa ditembak polis. tinggi jugaklaa monumen tu. ada 4 tower. one representing each student kot. ntah.
(note to self: jakarta PANAS giler)

Monumen Reformasi kat Universitas Trisakti. aku amik satu tiang je.

pastu aku amik bas pegi ke stop Harmoni (mcm kl sentral arr stop neh) untuk tukar bas ke monumen nasional. sampai je stop monumen nasional (atau monas, orang kat indonesia suka buat short form. sumer pun ada short form), aku turun. ingat boleh pegi monas dari sini, rupanya takleh. oleh kerana seberang jalan ada Muzium Nasional, aku pun pegilaa sana..

Muzium Nasional Indonesia : penuh ngan patung. especially patung2 dewa dewi hindu and patung buddha. batu bersurat takyahla kata.. banyak giler. Muzium dia lagi best kot dari Muzium Nasional kat Malaysia. pastu ada satu bahagian muzium neh, bahagian entomologi. where they display the differences of cultures in Indonesia, and i dunno what's with their obsession with erect penises. there's a lot of idols with humongous erect penises. and there's even one with a head, torso, legs, big dick but no hands. what the heck???

tabung babi time kerajaan Majapahit dlu. woha!!

ah well. then i took the bus, and went to Gambir station to change my train ticket. instead of going back on sunday 0815, i changed it to sunday 2045. sebab Rizal janji nak bawak aku jalan2 jalan jakarta. dari stesen Gambir tu, aku pegi Monas. sebab sebelah je pintu masuk dia. my impression of monas? tinggi, besar. dengan pembaziran duit rakyat. ada "flame" at the top of Monas, and it's painted with real gold. they renew the paint every year.

Monumen Nasional

polis yang banyak kat MoNas

tapi jakarta seriously cantik. i mean, jakarta pusat. really. lawa giler. and the malls, obviously malaysia kalah.

view Jakarta Pusat dari MoNas

aritu most of my days spent on buses. sebab salah planning. hehe. last stop aku ngan bas, pegi plaza senayan. jumpa Anne and Qamar. lepas lepak makan yoghurt, kitorang balik. sebab penat.XD

and that night, aku melepaskan rindu aku pada ramen...setahun setengah tak dapat makan ooo!!!

6 April 2008

Kuar ngan Rizal. dia janji nak kuar pkul 11, tapi alih-alih, nak kat pkul 12 gak kuar. lepas solat kat Citraland (yet another mall), kitorang amik bas pegi Senayan City. lepas lunch kat sana (cenggana Rizal leh tau aku tak kenyang lagi lak neh?) kitorang rayau-rayau mall tu, sebelum berangkat ke satu lagi mall kat blakang Hotel Ritz-Carlton yang baru buka. lepas puas rayau mall tu, we went to yet another mall, to buy pirated dvds. heh. jalan jakarta memang pegi mall je. takde tempat lain. nak pegi theme park dia tak sempat, sebab agak jauh dari area kawan-kawan aku tinggal.

masjid baru nak siap blakang hotel Ritz-Carlton

lepas rayau sana, pegi Taman Anggerik mall balik, untuk beli souvenir buat bebudak kat sini. hah.oleh sebab aku sengkek tahap max, so, aku beli 6 biji donat J.Co untuk orang yang paling aku sayang. wahahahahha!keji tak aku? n sempat lagi pau Rizal donat 2 bijik.

lepas tu kitorang balik umah. and i started packing for the night train back to jogja.

cermin train taksaka

arrived at jogja train station at 6am. class at 8. waaahh!!

rean's not so great jakartan adventure (PART I)

wohooo!!
guess where i am now??
yeah!
i'm in jakarta, specifically, in my friend's room Anne, using her laptop.

so, i'm just gonna rewrite what i wrote in my little green book..sebab malas nak fikir macam mana nak susun ayat balik.

3 April 2008

aaaaaahhh!!
TICKETS!!
alamak macam mana neh! tiket tak beli lagi! tayar Ken-chan bocor plak tu!!
isk.
thank god for the 3 hours break. just enough time to repair the tyre and buy train tickets. but why does it have to be soo hot???dang!
anyway. 10:30pm ticket. and 8:15 am. should be okay. now back to class for 3 hours of agonizing histology. ARGH.

10:00 pm.
1 love the train station!okay. this is my first time riding on a train. sorry if i sounded jakun. can't help it.
the train comes with whistle and of course the sound of engine. too bad it doesn't have "choo-choo" sound anymore. ahh..the good (not, i think) old days of steam engine....
and the uniform of the staff...that bellboy hat..so cute!!plus it's red! wahahahhaha!!making me feels like i'm one of the Great Five of Enid Blyton. all aboard now! and i'm off to sleep..zzz..

4 April 2008

arrived at the Gambir Station of Jakarta one and a half hour late. GREAT. and there's Wani waiting for me. YAY! alahai, manjanye dia... hehe.
anyway. the station was packed! well, at least when we get out of train and at the arrival hall. tempat lain semua kosong.
by the way, on the train i got to know a lecturer from Pontianak,Kalimantan. he's on his trip to visit his students doing practical all over Java Island.
when i arrived, we were rushing to find a taxi because of wani's 8 am class. and we're almost 10 minutes after 8. hehe. so tanpa tak mandinya, i joined wani's class until 11 am. which is suck really. because this was suppose to be my great escape. isk. haha

after class, we went back to wani's room. hell! is she living in a hotel??with hot water fascilities, air-cond, and that built in wardrobe. wohoo!jakarta is surely different. aihh..
lepas solat zohor, wani ajak aku pergi Plaza Indonesia. what so great about Plaza Indonesia? well, they have PRADA, JOHN PAUL GAULTIER, LOUIS VUITTON, KATE SPADE, YVES SAINT LAUREN, IGNER, and whatever other designers brand available. nasib baik takde VIVIENNE WESTWOOD. kalau tak, memang aku drool and rasa macam nak nangis on the spot. isk. tapi Anne kata ada VIVIENNE kat satu lagi mall, Pondok Indah. aaaaaaaaa!!!nakk!!

time to meet Anne. she told me to wait for her at Taman Anggerik, yet another mall. giler banyak mall kat Jakarta!anyway, on my way to TA, i took a cab. and got caught in Jakartan traffic jam. good thing it's the type of jam where you can still move. bukan yang total static jam tuh. reached TA, waited for 10 minutes or so, and there's Anne. went to her house, and for dinner, Qamar's house.
then off to bed.

5 April 2008.

here i am. sitting in front of Anne's laptop, writing me blog. lepas ni nak jalan-jalan Jakarta naik transJakarta. ehehehe..

live life cool?

(post title adalah iklan Salem cool planet time aku skolah rendah dlu)

alamak.
didn't think that my previous post is considered as dark entry.
adehh..
failed attempt to be melancholic, i think.
need to brush up my writing skills more.

anyway.
i'm not the type of person that reads the paper.
so what ever going on in the world i always gets the news thru blogs or people's talks.
latest story that i got is about Sufiah Yusof's prostitution, and that is thru effi.
who is sufiah yusof?
if you guys remember, back in circa 1998, there's an uproar of a girl entering Oxford at the age of 13.
she's that girl.
and now she's a prostitute.
well, she's still in college though.

what i'm trying to say is, even if you're a genius, that doesn't means you can survive in this world and turns out good.
a good brain doesn't guarantee that you'll have a good life.
so what guarantee a good life?
ALLAH.
i mean, we don't even know what will happen to us in the next second, let alone the next 10 years. He's the only ONE who knows everything.
what should we do?
buatla apa yang selalu kita buat bila nak dapatkan sesuatu atau bila seseorang tu ada kepentingan untuk kita.
meaning, amar makruf nahi mungkar.

anyway.
i'm hoping to go to jakarta tonight.
if i'm not posting tomorrow until sunday, there's only a few possibilities:

1. i'm gone to jakarta
2. i'm just plain lazy
3. "writer's block" (kununnye laaaa)
   
4. i'm dead

so, see ya around! XD

lets talk about me.

lets talk about me.

nothing had changed much about me.
i'm still the same girl that i was when i was 12.
some how it doesn't seem that i've grown up.
or more like, i've mature too early and stayed that way.
mentally, i think.

never was a child that gives a damn about my surrounding.
i just do what i want, not even caring the effect of my actions.
my dad called me selfish.
and i know that's true.
don't think i've outgrown this childish habit of mine.
still do things carelessly, still oblivious to my surrounding.
and still, i have that "i don't give a damn about you" attitude.

girls who are really close to me, i think they knew that, even though
i like to hug them, it's a no-no, a big NO to touch me.
no touching please. not even holding my hands.
people that can cling on to me, must have really special spot in my life.
even then, sometimes i'll say "jangan sentuh aku boleh tak?"
touch-o-phobia? may be.

i think i love my life.
even though i complained about it too much.
somehow i feel like if i'm writing about it, it's like i'm trying too hard to convince myself.
that's the main reason why i don't write about how much i love my family.
Family? Love?
we're not really a tight bunch, but we can count on each other.
i like that, at least we don't suffocate each other.
unconsciously, each of us have a really individual spirit.
like, "yes, i love you, and yes, i'll be there for you if you need me, but i also won't allow you
to tie me down, okay?"
maybe most girls don't understand.
i don't know.
but i think the guys are okay with this.
and since i've been raised almost like a guy,
i understand this very much.
and that really explain my needs to be alone when i'm stressed up.
or when i feel like i messed up.
and also explain why i need my daily dose of solitude.

i need my solitude. i crave it.
even though i really hate eating alone, but i really need some time to be by myself.
small things.
my own room.
being able to do what i want, without thinking of hurting others.
get dress, start Ken-chan and go.
not being tied to anyone.
but myself.
it's a good thing.
it gives me time to reflect.
and time to enjoy my own company.
not all can stand my switching back and forth between a metal rock band and some funky rock and roll songs.
or reading caries-inducing love stories, and then devouring thriller/gory/mystery comic.

i really have nothing against guys, or girls
but i have something against anyone that's doing gender bashing.
even in fictions.
i don't hate smokers.
in fact, i think they're cool.
but i don't like the fact that most of them aren't considerate
to people around them.
sometimes i feel like yelling at them and say, "put off your cigs you bastards!"
i don't wanna die of cancer, okay. it's painful, to watch and to experience it.

i don't want to move on.
i want to stay fixated on one point.
i want to be able to love.
i don't want to hate.
i want to grow up.
i hate growing up.
i wish i can turn back time.
i want to live in the future.
i don't care even if i die.
i'm crying for help.
i don't need help.
i just wish the person will notice me.
i don't want to be hated.
i wish i could really give myself up to GOD.