Oh man.

In 2 days, I'm going to be 15 years old ;u;
So, like an annual ritual, I'm gonna write down all the wishes I want for the future during my 15 year old days.


Dear Allah,
I wish the following wish for my 15th year of life:

1. A better life. I wish for health, happiness and great experience when I'm 15.
2. Improvement for my art life. I want to start my career in art as young as possible.
3. Ease for my school life. I want to enter the High School I want for 2011. Please bless me. I will try my best.
4. Erase my extreme laziness. Make me a diligent student. Make me a person that always take studying as a delight. Make me always remember You, to pray 5 times a day.
5. Erase my sins. I know I'm a human and I know I made a lot of mistakes.
6. I wish I didn't be such a burden to the people around me. I want to be an independent person. 
7. Increase my memory and analysis ability. I was poor at it.
8. A good manner, etiquette, and personality. I just want people to see me as a normal being.
9. A good weather. The extreme climate around 2010 makes me easily ill.
10. I want to be myself. I wish the freedom to express myself more to the world. I wish to be more social.
11. I wish for...an iPod touch. Or a big set of color pencils. :3
12. I wish my country be better. I wish it to be a nice place to live in.
13. I want to study at Machiko Manga School and HelloMotion Academy while I was in HS.

Hello.
I'm going to tell you about some of my friends. Close friends.
But the thing is, we never meet each other :D


It all started when she came and watched me on dA. I didn't notice any other things like now. I only know she was my first watcher, back in my first days in deviantArt.

She often faved my deviations, and give comments to it.
Her first comment is...uh, I think the one in this picture http://fav.me/d209x3m
She said, "Nice drawing! ^^ You drew Pikachu really good. =3 "

Haha.
I never know, that her first interaction to me would go this far :')
I didn't exactly remember what happened day by day after that because I'm basically have bad memories.
All I can still remember is, she was my loyal commenter and favor-er. I think that's what makes us be like now.
She was all kind, supportive friend. She always had words that can cheer me.
It's somewhat made me so happy if I see her comments were lined up in my inbox :o

Just that I...I can't give anything back of all the kindness she gave to me.
I rarely post a comment. I rarely faved her.
It's not that I said her art is bad, no! Her art is awesome. Really great.
I can see she's improving a lot in every of her deviations.
Comparing her arts when I first visited her page with her latest drawings. I think its such pretty fast improvements.


My personal critiques to her is, she need to work a little more in clothing folds. And poses, too^^
But I hope I will. Someday, to do the same of what she did to me.


Now, let's continue.
Umm...okay. Since we are now close friends, we often do something together.
Like, she told me there's a great group to join on, so we both join up. Then probably ended up make our characters are...childhood friends. The standard. :B

Few months ago, I asked in my journal if someone's want to be my pen-pal, through paper letters. She was one of people who volunteered :o

When her letter came, I was really happy :D
Some of my friends in class get to read them.
She included a really nice sketches of my character and hers.
It was worth to be "an item that I will treasure forever."


I haven't write to her yet. I have dozens of draft for the reply. I haven't find the 'right words' D:
Yeah...I'm just too anti-social.

I'd really like to visit her place someday, when I have the money.




More people will be written here soon!






 

It was a really strange dream. Its a nightmare, but its also a great dream.


    ''I was in a mall. A mall I think it doesn't exist, or I just never got there.
I was with my mom and my (annoying) brother, then we got seperated because we want to browse our shop of interest.


    I get to a Japanese department store like Daiso, but the name is not Daiso. There in the counter, I saw a lot of nintendo DS, and I saw the Gyakuten Saiban special edition DS. I don't know if it was exist though...but I didn't buy it.


    Then I was having a walk on the store, then there was an office chair. So I sit on it and slide with it (it has wheels). I accidentally hit someone with the chair. It was a group of teenager. I hit a girl with white blouse and short pink skirt. She was like, mad at me. After she had talk with her friends, she came to me and said, "Meet me at [insert mall floor and place], I'll be waiting." with an intimidating voice. I wasn't afraid, but I'm really worried.


   I met up with mom and tell what happened. She seemed to ignore what I said. Then she told me to change clothes. As I changed, I saw her jump from the floor we're standing to the mall lobby down below. I, too. Not long after that, jump to the lobby.


   I landed on a fashion show stage (?) then I follow what the models do. When I return to backstage, everyone was impressed with me lolwat. Then I went to the trailer backstage to rest. Then I heard flurry of knocks on the trailer door. It was those teenagers! One of them came to my trailer and set her palms a fist.


    ''What was that for?!'' I asked. "To fight, of course." To what I can recall, I kick her face, I strike her eyes with my nails and other violent things. So does the same with the other three person. Then they was like challenging something else; a race. I know I'm not good with races, so I ran away to my trailer.


    When I open the trailer, I was in another room. Not in the mall. It was my house in Cibubur! Everything was changed, my house was fixed, like it was new.I think it took place in the future. I can see a very beautiful sunset like everyday. There was my grandma and my aunt living there, too. It's like my life gone waaaay better than now. In the bathroom, I discovered someone hides a Burger King's onion rings on the drawer! Because I like them so much, I was eating them. Then everything changes again. It was still the same room, but it's not a bathroom anymore.It was a gangster headquarter.


   The gangsters, they were the same characters as the White Mirror manga (an Indonesian manga, but it has a really good story). There's Miss Coordinator and Sir Provocator, the "Sadist" guy, it has a similar looks like in the manga, but it has a different...no. I just know it's different. And there's no Boss here. But there is a person, who seemed to be kind, but he never talked. He's...I think he was like Derek from MySims, but no. I can't remember anything about it. I just remember I had a crush on him.


    The Sadist guy, it was like pointing his guns at me, and (let me call him) Derek, for several times. I chickened out. I was shivering. HA. Then Sadist said that he hates "Derek", and wished to kill him someday. I looked at Derek, his face doesn't show any fear. He took me to a hill. I don't remember for what purpose. It was still sunset.


    As we returned the room, everything was like in the house I was living right now. Just that it was well furnished. Sadist pointed his gun at me again, I run to the kitchen. There was Derek. Then I go out to bring the gangsters their tea. Then Sadist stood and bring his gun the kitchen. I ran to where my brother's room was, and I heard BANG."   

Today I went to the Jak-Japan Matsuri 2010, an annual Japanese festival in Jakarta at Monas (National Monument), at their closing ceremony to be precise.

For English, open this page with Google Chrome or use Google Translator.
Even though the translation isn't perfect, but at least you'll kind of understand what I say.
I used formal Indonesian for easy translation.


Sore itu hujan mengguyur deras di Jakarta, tak terkecuali daerah tempat aku tinggal.
Aku harus kerepotan membawa payung untuk membuka gerbang dan garasi rumahku.


Saat mobil sudah masuk dan aku pergi menuju gerbang untuk menutupnya, seorang ibu paruh baya, dengan baju kaos bertuliskan Yakult dan sebuah gerobak tarik kecil, mendatangiku. Ia berjalan tanpa payung ditengah derasnya hujan angin.


"Selamat sore, dik. Mau beli Yakult tidak?" katanya ramah.


"Umm, saya tidak tahu, bu." jawabku.


"Kalau begitu, coba tanya ibumu. Siapa tahu ibu berminat?"


Aku menanyakan ibuku apa ia ingin membeli Yakult atau tidak. Ibuku mengangguk, lalu memberikan Rp 12.000,- padaku. "Satunya Rp 6.000,- , beli dua ya,"


Lalu aku kembali pada si ibu penjual Yakult.


"Ini bu, saya ingin beli dua."


"Wah, baiklah." Ia membuka gerobak kecilnya dan mengambil dua bungkus Yakult, mengambil kantong plastik dan memberikannya padaku. Aku memberi uangnya.


"Terima kasih banyak ya, dik. Bilang sama mama dan keluarga untuk minum Yakult setiap hari, jadi selalu sehat." pesannya dengan ramah.


"Baik, bu,"


"Kalau begitu, saya permisi dulu." katanya, dengan menarik gerobak kecilnya. Ia melanjutkan   perjalanannya ke tengah hujan angin yang dingin dan deras.


Aku menutup pintu.


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Aku tidak bisa membayangkan, betapa kerasnya perjuangan seorang ibu penjual Yakult tadi.
Bayangkan saja, ia menjajakan dagangannya dari rumah ke rumah, komplek demi komplek. Mana ia tidak membawa payung sama sekali. Badannya basah kuyup.


Namun...ia masih bisa bersikap sangat ramah.
Seorang wanita yang perjuangannya sebesar itu, seberapakah besar gajinya?
Tentu tidak sebanding dengan total hasil yang ia dapatkan hari itu.


Aku saja, baru pulang dari mal Grand Indonesia, yang jelas itu adalah mal mewah.
Bagaimana dengannya? Apa ia pernah ke sana, atau ke tempat seperti itu? 


Ya Tuhan...semoga kebaikannya dibalas dengan pahala yang berlimpah.

No it's not.
Probably one of my worst day ever.

I got three daily tests today, math, civics and physics, which are TOTALLY NOT MY SUBJECT.
And guess what?? MATH ARE A TOTAL FAIL.
I couldn't finish almost all essay parts, and while I think half of the PG's are eenie-meenies.
I cried after I collect my paperwork to my teacher.
Good thing that no one notices (maybe...) except for Rachel :/
Then civic starts shortly after that.

I think I got no problem doing it cause I get my priority last night for this. Just that I missed around 2 parts because I forgot, or I didn't get to read them.
As for physics, I could answer more than a half of them, but I ended up cheating with a friend behind me anyways.

I don't have any tests tomorrow, but Japanese and music at Thursday. Thank goodness.
 
I hate today. 

Today's Saturday.
Does it have a meaning?


Wake up when sun's already up, enjoying a cup of freshly-made tea without worrying about going to be late to school...ah, such a relaxing moment it is!


I mean, why we can't have days like this for everyday?


Yesterdays, from Monday to Friday, it's really a relief that are some subjects canceled the daily tests, mainly because the teachers are away. Japanese was canceled because Sensei want to give us extra kanji about days and month. (like 月、火、水、木、金、土、and 日）


Between Saturday and Sunday, I prefer Saturday the most. Why?
Because from Saturday, we could still say like "Ahh, tomorrow's still Sunday. We could still relax a bit". 
But from Sunday? "Hello school. Bye holiday.", also you will keep thinking about what homework tasks to be done for the next 5 days.


By the way, I added 2 widgets for you to play around. :)
There's さかな (sakana), means 'fish', for the fish widget. Click anywhere to feed them.　
きが (kiga) are for 'penguin'. They will follow where your cursor go. You can click and drag them, too.


Have a nice Saturday, minna-san. :)

Yesterday, 
I had a dinner in a small Italian café namely the Panini House.

The café had an artistic atmosphere inside, so I'm really quite impressed at the first glance. They had a little vintage theme but kinda modernized a little. Two paintings of a pasta and a cappuccino decorates the main room, while a small fountain adds a nice touch in their garden.


There's a description behind the menu that describes panini; a singular form of panino (Italian pronunciation: [pa'ni:no]), which the word was originated from pane, or bread.
But it was more like a sandwich than a 'bread'.


They sell common pastas like spaghetti, lasagna, fettuccine, etc. and of course, their main specialty; panini.
The drinks was mostly common drinks like coffee, tea, softdrinks, shakes...oh, and they sell desserts, too.


I ordered a Panini Beef Pastrami and a cup of English Breakfast tea.
First to come is the tea. I never drink an English Breakfast-type of tea before. It's kinda different from the teas I used to drink. It has strong aroma and full-bodied. But it's still tasty even if served without sugar.

The panini, it was served on a grinder-type plate. The panini was stuffed with pastrami, mozzarella cheese and tomatoes. They also provide some kind of salad and olive sauce (?)
I don't know it, but it tasted sour.
But overall, eating the panini was a delight, I guarantee that.

I forgot to take the picture of the panini because I already ate them when I remembered to take the photograph. (I am a food photographer <3 I will took pictures to good-looking food or food I never ate before)

I somewhat remembered Italy Veneciano from Hetalia while I was there...

Einsamkeit?
No, I'm no German. But I know the meaning of this word.

I'm just an average 14 year old Indonesian girl, who really dislikes her own country.
You could see my name from the header, right?

Well, maybe some of you think (if you never came) that Indonesia is a beautiful country.
Lots of cultures and culinary, a vast-tropical island in the equator, and rich with various biodiversity.
That's true alright.

But no, that is not what I hate about.
It's about the people, the government system, the economies, education, and our quality of life.

Maybe I was too young to concern, or to think about these stuffs. But HA, what do I care? :I
Adults isn't the only ones who can see something from different perspectives.



So yeah, nice to meet you.
If you're asking my hobbies, that would be drawing and learning foreign languages.
What I've been learning currently is German and Japanese. So you'll eventually found some Japanese or German throughout my journal.
I'M NOT SHOW-OFFING. It's one of few ways of how I learn foreign language; by using it in daily life.

For drawings, I'm pretty active on deviantART, and here's mine: http://lolicrescendo.deviantart.com
feel free to watch or leave comment.
Oh, and I'm a HUGE FAN for a manga/anime called Axis Powers Hetalia.

I guess that is all for now. You'll probably know more of me throughout other of my postings.