M.J.R.R. Patianom :')

i just wanna say:

I LOVE YOU, PAPCE!
oh wait.. you already know that, clearly (:

xx,
Ade.

watched today:

Gilles de la Tourette syndrome. It's a beautiful name I think. I was born with it. Starting now. It'll get worse before it gets better. My shoulders, my fingers, and imitating. Spitting. It's a voice in your head that makes you do the opposite of what you're supposed to. It makes you break rules. But sometimes breaking rules is good. So I like to think about it that way.

Despite the fact that you have Gilles de la Tourette Syndrome,
I still adore you much, Phoebe!

Elle Fanning is simply astounding!

ex - ci - te !!!

and yea, they do have the man who can't be moved and happy :')

no strings attached

don't waste your time.
stop %#@&-ing around with my head.

☎

call me, or vice versa?
tell me what to do and i'll do just so.

(2,520) days of question mark

This is a story of boy meets girl.

But you should know up front, this is not a love story. - summer & tom
oh wait, maybe it is. - me & you

current obsession

Diving with Teteh, December 2009 - Bali
oh myyy, soon!
emang susah pny sodara pecinta alam, mau 'private farewell' sblm dia ke melben diajaknya ginian

and.. NEMO 33!!! check it out, guys. this thingy is superb!
one day.. one day..

aaaa!

choulddya smhakkin howt british spheakin peopah sthoup talkhin?
am meltthing hea'ah!

dead ringer

can't let go.

ddL

See this heart
Wont settle down
Like a child running scared from a clown
I'm terrified of what you'll do
my stomach screams just when I look at you

Run far away
So I can breathe
Even though you're far from suffocating me
I can't set my hopes too high
Cz every hello ends with a goodbye

dMb

You cannot quit me so quickly
No corner you could squeeze me

The space between
The tears we cry
Is the laughter keeps us coming back for more
The space between
The wicked lies we tell
And hope to keep safe from the pain

But will I hold you again?
These fickle, fuddled words confuse me
Waste the hours with talking, talking
These twisted games we're playing

The Space Between
What's wrong and right
Is where you'll find me hiding, waiting for you
The Space Between
Your heart and mine
Is the space we'll fill with time

that easy

i.jst.nd.y.t.sy.yr.srry
and mean it

once

ngingi

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0356910/quotes

:3

Welcoming baby Mysha 'Cutie' Calliana Adnan Budisiswanto
26/10/09, 3.08kg, 46cm ☺ See you in a bit!
2:59 PM Oct 27th from UberTwitter

i'm sorry to say that ...

there's one gentleman, happy to take your place
much classier less trashier then who you prove to be
how long is it gonna take before you see that shes no me?
so don't say you're sorry, cause i'm not gonna listen
the truth is all that i can hear
everytime you lie.

well, life is.

Here’s the deal, I don’t want to force myself but I have to; since my project (yup, singular. One single research paper!) is killing me. I am now in the National Library (7pm – after class that finished at 5:30pm) and I have no idea on when I’ll go home seeing that there are 10 socio-cultural books to review, not to mention I still have economics, psychological, and (of course) fashion sections to go.

As for tomorrow, I should meet my dearly beloved lecturer for a consultation on my project (which I’m doing now) at 8:30 in the morning, finishing about half an hour, and I’ll go straight to the National Library (again) until around 2 ‘cause I have tutorial class on 2:20 up to 6pm. I’ll grab some quick early dinner and rush down to the meeting place (as so it is called) up until 9:30pm, since it'll start around 7:45. Theeeeen I should go back home to continue on my paper. Last but not least, 9am class on the next day; 300 minutes (I need more, normally) of sleep.

Gonzo much?

thanks guys (:

sense of understanding

S,

you're not the only person in this equation


but yet ...