All I did today to kill my time was only reading online mangas. No wonder my eyes feels heavy right now; I had my eyes on the screen for almost twelve hours from 10 am to around 10 pm. I want to say that I don’t regret wasting my time that way. After all, I’m having my days-off, so I suppose it doesn’t hurt to be a potato sack for a day or two. It’ ( Read more... )

I finally got the chance to go back to Tangerang after five months last Friday! Five months that surprisingly doesn’t feel as long as it sounds to most people, but I think it just shows how much I enjoy spending my time at campus with the activities and my friends (I miss them already!! D’x). And, well, assignments.

( I miss goofing around with my friends like a bunch of idiots :'( )

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Today is some sort of a miracle. Sort of. After around two months, I finally took action at tidying my closet. And arranging a bit things which were scattered here and there.

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Well. That's not even close to what we usually call as "miracle". It seemed as if my conscious told the back of my mind that it was already time to clean up the room and ( Read more... )

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The bad habit of my brain is always come up with ideas when it is past midnight and I have just decided to go to sleep, and those ideas will keep me awake until I start to work on them.

Just like what happened last night.

After I post this entry, I will either start tidying my supermessy closet or continue drawing for Indonesia’s birthday. August ( Read more... )

To think that I have a soft spot for Yamada’s low ponytail…

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OH NO DAMMIT SUDDEN BUNNY PLOT AAAAAAARGH!!! /rolls away
( My childhood memories in Olympic 2012 opening ceremony )

Back then, ideas wouldn’t come out if I write the stories, but they would if I type them.

Nowadays, it’s the other way around.

What happen?
( Seventh day of 30 days memes )

How should I start?

Ummm.

This boy was a classmate of mine from high school time. I had never really talked to him back then. Heck, three years I spent in high school and I swear we had talked only for… three times?

Yes. Three times.

Rather than calling them as talks, they were more like short Q&A sessions.

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