I was a little bit afraid of being dying, so then i decided to change my usual food. I didn’t give my best care to my health, i mean, i think i am too busy to finally have a diet programme, or everyday’s menu’s variety, or whatever it is. I just eat the food that i want to eat at that time without thinking about the nourishment, upkeep, and i take the calories (and how to burn it) as my first importunity. And why do i avoid fast food? The only reason is … because i can’t get anything from fast food, except not being hungry any longer.

Maybe i can share to you, the short-but-yet-scientific article about fast food. Fast food is the term that given to many items that can be prepared and served quickly. While any meal with low preparation time can be considered to be fast food, such as TV dinners, typically the term refers to food sold in a restaurant or store which is rapidly prepared and served to the customer in a packaged form for take away. The term “fast food” was recognized in a dictionary by Merriam-Webster in 1951.

A new study provides scientific evidence of what many have suspected for a long time: a diet which includes regular helpings of fast food makes people fat and increases their chances of developing diabetes. The study was conducted by researchers at several institutions. They tracked the dietary habits of about 3,000 young people for 15 years. It’s unlikely this study will prompt a sea change in eating habits. In fact, nothing short of a health problem would stop someone from eating fast food. Many health experts say the fast-food industry won’t change its menu items until those types of attitudes change. Many people already know fast food is unhealthy, but continue to eat it. People choose to eat fast food because it’s cheap and efficient. Although, the findings suggest that fast food as presently consumed can not always be part of a healthful lifestyle, but it is a way better if we prevent ourselves from eating fast food very often (you can click here and here if you want to search more info).

Rrrggh, talking about this, makes me sad, really. I’m too afraid of this sickness, but all i can do is facing it (besides living well and choosing some better eating choices). There are so many kind of healthy food i can consume, and it is no need to worry. i may miss the hamburgers, fried fries, fried chickens, or hot dogs, but it won’t ever kill me.

• December Boys

this film should be boring, i guess. maybe because this tale of four young orphans coming of age in 1960s-era Australia. the year when your mom was born, haha. Soon after the quartet leaves the orphanage behind for a seaside holiday, rumors that one of them is about to be adopted lead to steadily rising tensions among the tightly knit group. The youngest ‘member’ of that peer group finally has been chosen to be adopted by the young couple which could no longer have a child after had a car crash.

the touching scene were the last part, where Misty (the youngest boy who has been chosen to be adopted) preferred staying on his peer group to moving to his new family. he said something that giving me such a slap to my cheek. i didn’t note the exact lines but i recognized it is all about love and belonging. That is, living our life will be more beautiful if we stay and breath with our loved ones. Family is not about ‘mother, father, brother, and sister’, family is all about love. Love is all about them. i wrote those lines on my paperwork, i hope those are yet describing how my eyes got widely opened by the film. And so the boredom brings not only a shit but also a lesson even more.

• Romeo and Juliet

Gah, the popular one! Based on a classic story by William Shakespeare, i drove myself running this film. my lecturer has said, “sebaiknya jangan menonton film yang kalian sudah tonton sebelumnya, tetapi bila kalian memang ingin menonton, tonton dengan pandangan yang berbeda (better not to watch the film that you have watched before, but if you’re still so, watch it through with your different paradigm”. I did not really mind it because as too many assignments that i have to finish, there will be no need to complicate the existed one.

This film is too romantic, don’t you think?  R and J were too in love with each other. Worse, they were teenagers, often easy to be mad, to be agitated, and the oh-so-deep feeling came then ruined their life, gave them a death. Dead by love? It is kind of sacrifice maybe, average people say. But logically, it was stupefied.  But again, Logical thinking and feeling will never be unidirectional, somehow we find them in a different place. One is exact and the other is abstract. Love consists in both logical thinking and feeling, we can’t stand one of them alone. Yes we love our loved one(s), but, will ‘dead together in the edge of teenage’ be  acceptable to you? You have anything to point, guys.

• Billy Elliott

i have as well caught this movie before, but i didn’t really remember the scene specifically. When i was writing about this movie, i fell asleep and tired is the only cause.

Billy, 11-year-old teenager who has lost his parent since he was a kid, was trying to learn ballet dance at his school. As he is a boy, ballet dance could and should be forbidden. He’s supposed to train his boxing ability, more than that girls’ after-school program. Later, ballet was not only becoming his interest, but also his dream, yeah it’s his dream. he tried harder and harder to be better on it. I watched some of the scenes defining that he did anything to learn ballet. he often hid from his nurturers (i forget what he usually calls them), because he knew that if they *nurturers* saw him ballet dancing, they would be totally in mad. what will people say if they know there is a boy with an interest in ballet dance? hihi..

We call it ‘classification’, or ‘stereotype’. Ballet dance has been classified by public as a feminine stuff (also with its pointe shoes, laces and bows, stockings, pinkish costumes). Most of ballet dancers are women, and men will be riskier if they join to women’s group/society than women in men’s group. actually it is unfair, but it’s not about fair or unfair, is it? it’s the end . Billy tried to break the ‘rule’ of man, he preferred achieve his dream and closed his ears to anything that sounds mocking. and i’m obviously with him, tend to get anything i want, anything i need and anything i’m dying to get. i will always praise all the suggestions, advices and supports, but not mocks, i’ll dump them.

I spent my holiday in many ways. Went shopping, went to Batam Island visiting my daddy, got some sleep, finished to build a plan to my next semester (like um.. meet my academic guidance lecturer to make a deal, approval, payment, and some other things). I’ve planned to cut my hair but it has not yet accomplished ahaha. I want to let my hair long, longer, and longer.

Anywaaay, I have experienced so many things during my holiday. The most important thing could be when I had a fight with mum. The trigger was my maid’s mistake. I didn’t know if she was too idiot. I’m too sick of it so err.. I won’t tell the details here. One thing, it made me crying all day and night, even when I prayed, and after I prayed, i felt like I got an insight that drive me to show mum that I’m not like what she has judged before. And do you know, it has successfully shown! Due to my pain, I decided to go to Batam (as I have said you). After the ‘hurly burly’ (hahah) appeared, I phoned my dad, I told him the complete story, and I asked him to book me a ticket to Batam (because I don’t know how to book a ticket, dumb me, hahaha!). I had so much fun in Batam, it’s a beautiful city, it has so many beaches, so many peaceful spots to relax, and truly, I always enjoy myself when I get attached by nature. I love nature.   I added some of my pictures but unfortunately, I left my pictures when at beach. Those are on my dad’s camera, I forgot to transfer them to CD or flash disk. Ah!

I also spent my 12 hours of time to visit Singapore. Just for shopping, yes. My daddy and I took a second sail, and then arrived at Singapore 2 hours later.

me and daddy in the cruise. i hate my daddy’s smile,

well he’s not really camera-faced, btw.

I got trapped on a loooonnggg queue on a migration stuff (I always hate this kind of stuff). When I was queuing, I observed people around me (what an observant, ahaha). Nothing special, I just saw some labours. Those who working hard for unworthy wages, those who have to be far from their spouse and children, suddenly I felt so lucky be here not to be like them. Hope Allah give them a strength to achieve anything they deserve.

After finally I escaped from that effing queue, I asked my dad to feed me, hahaha, of course I did, I wasn’t going to let myself starved, so we entered the nearest restaurant, McDonald’s. hahaha. Besides, i couldn’t eat at any unknown (infamous) place, swine flu is way threating singapore, remember? I’d rather take junk food than swine flu, of course. (addition : they have very delicious dessert, called ‘cinnamon melt’ *or some other name, i’m not really sure for the name)

‘pink fat starving pig’ looks. LMFAO.

Next destination : Shopping malls. hahaha. Great sale has been attacking Singapore since a month (or maybe two even 3) before i was there, me and dad wouldn’t ever leave it. Dad is not a kind of shoppaholic person like me, but he got interested after seeing a leaflet, “GREAT SALE, 50% OFF” and blablabla..

After clothes, then books. Books? yes, books. You must know that Singapore has its best bookstore (maybe on earth and heaven) and i couldn’t go home without stomp my feet there. And believe me or not, i bought books more than i bought clothes. Frankly, Singapore is not really better than Indonesia in outfit stocks. but YES in book supplies.

say ‘beans!!’

At last, my retail therapy has terminated, ladies and gentlemen. Dad and i visited Burger King to get some snacks. they have a pleasant-tasting Taro pie, i grabbed it to fill my half-empty stomach. While i was eating, i saw a car, maybe a kind of sport car, i don’t know exactly what kind of car it is, but wooow it could make me amused, and i wondered if i can have it on my own someday.

here is the car, red coloured and gorgeous car,

that succesfully amusing me.

Dad cut my castle in the air *lol*, i abruptly turned alpha mode to beta mode *what is this, huh?*, and took a taxi to drive us back to the harbour. i had to catch a cruise before it got really night to go home. Though, we’ve been tired already. And that would be the end of my journey in Singapore and Batam, because i went home on the morrow. It’s ordinary but yet a kind of ‘fresh air’ for me. Not hearing mum’s shouting, agitation, and it’s a state where i got really close to my dad. Truthfully, i have been missing him, so bad. :’)

thank you for reading, visitors. Have a nice day and may a good luck always be with you, cheers.

1. Holiday plumps me out *or I’ll plump out myself on holiday*. I’m not a foodie, I’ll eat only if I’m hungry, but … my calories will be less burned than when I’m busy. It is so not good.. I’m thinking about fasting during the holiday. What do you think? Good idea, huh? No? Alternatively, how if I get a membership from the fitness center? Which one is better?

2. Holiday gives me palsy, lol. Do I need to give you further information about this? Less typing and studying than on busy days. Oh, I’m more inactive. Static. I look like a moron.

3. Holiday devastates my money, really!! I’m not a billionaire, but I act like I am so. Go shopping from mall to mall, become a shoppaholic, and If you do an inspection to my room, you’ll find some paper and plastic bags there. 4. Holiday makes me bored to death. Cycle of eat-sleep always tries to kill me, besides, I can’t go out everyday, I have to take care of my house and stay here at least 3 times a week. Shiiit, I don’t like staying at home for too long.

So, do you think my hatred is reasonable, or not? hihi.. somehow I really want to go back to college, being busy, enjoying some multitask, challenging my brain to solve the cases, otherwise I’d rather go sleep. Gah! Ohoo, it’s actually the only topic I want to talk, I have nothing to write. Besides, my cough syrup makes me sleepy, I need to close my eyes for a nap. See you guys, have a nice Monday. xoxo

She’s so perfectionist, everything must be done perfectly if I don’t want to hear a shout or more from her.
She’s so high-profile, stubbornly idealist and .. Shit, She’s arrogant. Her chin will always be up and she looks at above.
She has never wanted to have kids, she was stormed by her dad to get married and have her own family, but deeply she didn’t want to, she want to be alone, live for herself, solitary.
She never be here for me, she never give her shoulder for me to cry on.
She’ll always yell me if anything goes wrong. Gives me tears. Gives me hatreds. Yeah, she really will.
She has divorced from my dad, and she hates my dad as I hate cockroaches.
She always curses my dad in front of me and it’s the worst. Sometimes, it seems like she wants me to hate my dad. Oh come on, that would never be!!!!
She loves her friends, looks more than she loves my brother and me.
She’s cool like Hitler, and nobody can beat her, INCLUDE her mum.
She has a not-really-good management of emotions. She can’t handle the drive to angry *and i’m the best person for her to be angry at*.
She loves shopping as long as it’s a branded stuff. If it is not, don’t ask. For the sake of her prestige, she NEEDS to buy anything branded *so why don’t you buy those brands, mum?*.
She never is proud of me.

Otherwise..

She’s so smart, well-educated, classy, and only a plenty of women can have an opportunity like she has had.
She’s beautiful. Really! I often see her boss(es) flirt and ask her for something romantic. Ah stupid! *go away, Sir, i promise you wouldn’t get it!*
She’s qualified in everything. One thing she isn’t : raise her kids. She has failed.
She’s strong and contended. The strongest woman I’ve ever met is her.
She has purity, and always shows respect towards anything, anyone, at anywhere, anytime.
She is a kind of a free-spirited person, and she indulged me with no-strict-rules care giving.
She’s less than a workaholic. maybe too-workaholic, and what an ambitious lady ever!

The most important are :

She teaches me (indirectly) how to be an independent woman, who can stand on my feet and I’m the only person who can put a high expectation TO ME.
She wants me to study, to learn, because she doesn’t want to have a daughter with brain dysfunction. She’ll be mad and embarrassed if she knows she has an ‘idiot’ daughter. She’ll kick me off from her life, although she’ll never clap me and say, “congratulation!”, if i get my best scores. *poor me, hihi*

So I would like to :

Show her that “here I am”. The one who has never grownup with her *mum* hands, emotionally, But with MY hands.
Let her know that I’m her daughter who always struggling ALONE with anything in front of me. I have never begged her help; I think I don’t need it. I can help myself. Surely. more than she can.
Get myself out of her, and build my own family, but I promise I’ll take care of her, till I die, till she dies, I won’t let her starved although for a second, i won’t!!
Make her happy with HER LIFE, not with me. Because I know, her hope is living alone, laugh with her friends and concern at her career, and she so doesn’t need me. *I’ll go, away from you, if it’s all you want*.
Begin my journey, be better than her, in everything *especially to my (future) kids*.
And those are enough.

It’s her birthday now. And for the gift *I have kissed her while she was sleeping, lol*, I want you guys to know that I love her, so deep. I can’t tell it to her because, it means nothing and I feel like i waste my time. She won’t be touched.
I don’t need anything except seeing her happy. with her life … and afterlife.
She doesn’t need to worry because … I have been letting her do ANYTHING she wants, as long as it can make her smiling.

Again, and those are enough.
happy birthday, Bunda. i’m beside you, and Allah is inside you.

cheers, Sarah. xoxo

Yea yea, I take this as an experience. Being rejected by a lecturer, a middle-age-and-single woman who dealing with her pre-menopause syndrome (hahahaha, hey I’m seriouuuss!), haa it’s so funneeeh.

The latent message I can get : don’t be a sentimental while on a pre-menopause syndrome. It’s not really good for people around you. LOL.

cheers.

Hmmh.. by the way, on last Wednesday, I had my first day being a counselor. I chose a public junior high school near my house to be the place I give the counseling. Why must junior high? It mustn’t, actually we decide on our own, and it was my impulsive decision. LOL. Ok back to the topic, I have to give some lessons about self-improvement to those students. After had a good deal with the guidance-and-counseling teachers, they placed me at 2 classes, 7^th grade and 8^th grade. I was utterly nervous on my first day. i didn’t know how the class act, how the students treat me, and something like that. But wooow, what a surprise, they behave nicely, quite noisy but they are teenagers, oh come on! They are sweet, innocent (half not). I often heard some normative (concrete operational) thoughts from them, can’t see the whole part of an issue, that signify immaturity of them. However, It’s fine, they have a super-loooong time to go. And I’m impressed, they are nice.

Ok now, I want to do a homework that Priska has given to me (thank you, dearest!). And the rules are:

1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button (ONLY ONCE!!!) to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS – even if it is incredibly embarrassing.
4. Tag 15 friends who might enjoy doing the same as well as the person you got the note from.

1) IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY” YOU SAY…
labels of love – fergie (love is always okay, isn’t it?)

2) WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Low – Flo rida Ft T pain (low? OMG!!)

3) WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GIRL/GUY?
Corazon Espinado – Santana (I don’t know what this song is describing about)

4) HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
pretty fly for a white guy – The offspring (hahaha, I’m pretty flying! *but not for a white guy!)

5) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE PURPOSE?
Lucky – Jason Mraz (Amen!)

6) WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
better man – Robbie Williams (better woman, yes it is)

7) WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
insomnia – Craig david (baahahah! Hypersomniaaaa!!!)

8 ) WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Shakespeare in love – layla kaylif (how romantic!)

9) WHAT IS 2+2?

Would you be happier? – the corrs (?????)

10) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
I think God can explain – Splender (hahahaha, okay, let God explain. God will explain, friends. LOL)

11) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Runaway – The corrs (I won’t!!!)

12) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
just a lil bit – 50 cent (lil bit what? Lil bit messy, I guess, hahaha!)

13) WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
there she goes – sixpence non the richer (here I go (again))

14) WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
hide you – kosheen (not to be crabbed by any slut around me)

15) WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
smoke – Natalie imbruglia (oh, they haven’t known yet that I smoke)

16) WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
heaven knows – rick price (nice song..)

17) WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
jenny – the click five (hahahah! Another nice song (although I’m not really sure it’s nice as well for funeral, what do you think?)

18) WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
hot n cold – katy perry (hot chocolate and cold (iced) chocolate, yuuumm!)

19) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
the rock show – blink 182 (yeaaay! you guys always roooock my life!)

20) WHAT IS THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
stupid – martin brothers (so, just stop it stupidly)

21) HOW WILL YOU DIE?

Lonely no more – rob Thomas (of course not, I wouldn’t ask anybody to die with me, I’ll die alone)

22) WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
don’t stop the music – rihanna (ah, unrelated!)

23) WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH
shy guy – Diana king (hhahaha, shy guy? Why are you shy, guy?)

24) WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
angel – shaggy (another unrelated!)

25) WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?

Ring my bells – Enrique iglesias (will there a bell at my wedding? Like a school-bell or a doorbell? Hahahah!)

26) WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?

Party people – fergie ft nelly (so stay away from me, hahaha! *did I scare you?*)

27) DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
i’m really hot – missy Elliott (ROFL. am i?)

28) IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
go on girl – ne yo (So I wouldn’t change anything, perhaps)

29) WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
umbrella – rihanna (not the umbrella, but the weather!!!!)

30) WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
turn off the light – nelly furtado. (and do this in the unenlightened room. Hahah!)

Done! Hahaha, the results are so funny. Oh, what time is it? Noooo.. I have to go, everybody. I’m tagging EVERYONE!! See you guys later, and have a great weekend!

On Monday : I have a class at 9 every Monday, and on this Monday, I woke up at 8.40 (my fault, I know!) and at the same time, I did disappointment to my friends (my 3 teammates). I should have given a presentation about mood disorders. We were not presenters actually, we’re revisers that have a task to meliorate their (presenters) paper-work, a way better than what they’ve already done, maybe we put some trustable theories; add various researches or case examples of that disorder. Bloody shit, I woke up late that morning (8.40, did I tell you firstly? LOL. I’m not proud!) Caused by being-late-to-go-sleeping and I could not reach a REM sleep along the night. My body has been fucking killing me since Last Saturday, and you know when we’re sick, there will be a phase where we can’t sleep as good as when we’re fine, and I was on that phase. I felt like my head is whirling confoundedly, my body divided into the pieces, and I can’t breathe easily. *roaring gratingly*  fiuuh, what a day?!

On Tuesday : Things were going well, i felt. I had a class at 7 (and i was not late). just a half of students came (or maybe only a few).  Many of my classmates had a data intake with their subject. they were countenanced by my lecturer to not-coming to the class. i have had it on Sunday.  In the afternoon, i had some feedbacks from my lecturer about my experimental research’s proposal, and the deadline (to finish it until it’s really reaaalllyy finished) will be on 25th – 29th of  May. OMG!!!

On Wednesday : I was still sick. I couldn’t get my body’s up, although my eyes were just opened widely. I sent a text message to my friend telling her that I couldn’t and wouldn’t come. Then I fell asleep. Thank God it was a good sleep. At that sleeping time, I could reach my REM sleep. I promised myself not to be late or absent tomorrow. It’s not good for my uni life.

On Thursday : I did GOOD. Hahahaa. I came on time, although there was no class because my lecturer wanted to hear our experience about being a counselor. I haven’t met my counselee (client) yet, actually my first day being a counselor will be on next Monday (pray for me, guys! ), so I kept the silence and listened to them (my friends). They have such a commendable experience to share (to learn, of course). So many children (or teenagers) have various unfortunate lives.  But only a couple of things we can do to help them. Even worse, the only person who can help them is they. *is it worse, or inevitable? or both? or not any thing?*

On Friday : another late waking up hahahah!. I’ve got a sleeping problem (agaiinn), and I cursed my sickness harshly. Umm.. But I gave heed to my MOW (clinical interview methodology for diagnosis, blablablaaa..) class, and next week I’ll have a presentation. Ew! After a class, I had a fun meeting with my friends. My peer group when I was on a high school. They were terribly boosting my mood to the highest (read : super happy, euphoric, larger-than-life).

I recognize what has just happened this week, and then I spontaneously laugh. “Poor me”, me said silently. I had to battle with some bastard-ing conditions that run simultaneously and make me feel dumb as well. However, I thank God.

the rules are :

1. Open Google

2. Type “your name needs” (for example: “sarah needs” – don’t forget the brackets!) in the search tab

3. Click search

4. Write down the top 10 results.

And the best 10 results :

Sarah needs to get her life back and establish herself as the person in charge. (I’ve got my life back already. No, I think my life has never gone far away from me, it’s on my hand permanently)

Sarah needs to set up her experiment by finding subjects (hey, how do you know? My experimental assignment wants me to find at least 40 subjects, WTF?)

Sarah Needs A Cold Shower (NO, thanks. Hihihi!)

sarah needs A fun post today because last night was a bit depressing (shut up! I was sleeping last night, nothing depressing)

SARAH NEEDS YOUR HELP PLEASE!!! (Yes please. Tell me where I can get a pair of flat shoes, anyone? I really need that, with reasonable price and good quality, even branded, hahaha! *materialistic side of sarah*)

Sarah needs sponsors to compete (what kind of championship? Eating crisp?)

Sarah needs a miracle (being alive and loved are the miracle, I think it’s enough, for now and ever)

Sarah needs a date, maybe some fun. (Where’s and who’s the guy? Guy, come to mama, hahahah!)

Sarah needs to kick him in the nuts (oh holy cow! it’s too insulting and cruel. I hate violence anyway. How if he can’t have a baby then? His wife must be sad and regret because she married him, ROFL!)

Sarah needs to hand him one of those weapons that went off without warning. (What the hell is here talking about? Where are the weapons?)

well those are the top 10 results, which are shivering my stomach by unstoppable producing laughter, LOLOLOL.  i pass this homework to : nitia, u-ung, and whoever wants to do it. i’ll see you guys later, mmuah!

At the moment I’m typing with my mom’s lappy, my lappy has a trouble (uh-oh, we’re in trouble .. ) so I brought it to the IT centre to get it repaired, maybe it will be fixed 2 weeks later (OMG, why it takes so long?). I’m here up to post a tag. According to Nitia the tag-giver, there will be an interior design that represent our personality (that’s sooo psychology, hahaha, ew!). Should I give a brief description about my personality? Based on the theory of 4 big types of personality, I’m mixed melancholy (60%) and sanguine (40%) personality.

Melancholic often has got some inhibited-kind of traits, like introversion, usually avoid people if on a bad feelings, don’t really like to be a centre of attention, have a low level of social boldness (we often say it : shyness), or prefer to be ‘behind the scene’. They like to be an independent person, being alone, and really enjoy themselves as an individual (seems they are individualist, but back to the combination of personality they have).  Almost Melancholia people are perfectionist. They have (too) low tolerance of failure, pessimistic, so they tend to do anything perfectly in order not to be failed in any aspect of their life. That’s melancholy’s characteristics.

Sanguinity is the opposite. The sanguine is popular, has a good quality of extroversion, NEED to be a centre of attention, NEED to be adored and applauded, love talking, love to show off anything they have, and really care about their performance and appearance. They usually show their feelings, and they belong to their friends (or their friends belong to them. haah, confused!), simple : they can’t smile without friends. Many people consider it’s a kind of dependency, suppose to be true, yeaa suppose not to be true.  They are very lively, fun loving, agree, like to meet new people, like to contribute in a group or more. They are so public.

So, the summary of my description of personality is : I’m equally extro and intro, depends on the situation I meet. I’m a perfectionist person who has a low (enough) tolerance of failure. I’m a good speaker as good as when I have to be on ‘a backstage’. I’m dying to be ordered , … and I’m a privacy’s cop. I always save my and others privacy due to our comfort. I’m a pessimistic, rrgh!  I do really care about my action and my look-like. I can show a don’t-bother-me look, but I can as well grab your hand and don’t want to let you go away from me and stop being my friends. For me, freedom is everything, i’ll do what i want to do and not what i hate. but i’ll let myself be around me, will be mad if someone strange  comes without knocking, and i won’t bodge other people’s business if they don’t let me to. That’s all.

Can you guess what the interior design that represent those traits? Here are the pictures then:

1. the library

because this will be so important for me, i put this first before the second. i would like to spend my time alone without anyone around me. it’ll help for get myself relaxed, calm myself down after had a hectic day. i’ll put an aromatherapy there, read a book or listen to the music, write anything that comes from my brain, do self-introspection, and maybe i’ll fall asleep. LOL. i like the bookshelf there, it can place your books into an order. order = perfection, ROFL.

2. Living room

although this is less important, but still.. I-M-P-O-R-T-A-N-T  for an ideal house. you can greet anyone who visits your house in the living room, and look at the picture! you can see a private living room but it has the wide windows that use to (give you a sunshine, of course. remember, human’s need of VITAMIN D, hahaha!) see outside the room. you’ll be able to know what happen out there, wave your hand to anybody that pass your house, and give a smile. great for your social life, isn’t it?

well guys, do you think it’s representing or not? do you think i have explained clearly or not? you tell it. hihhi..

ok, run out of time, i got to go.

i’m tagging : neno and cellini, and anybody who wants to do this. have a great weekend, guys! rock your weekend!!!!