I'm in Indonesia for 3 months!

The title tells you everything :)

I will be going to Kuala Lumpur very soon to meet a bloke of mine, Deo. I will spend a week at his condo and thank God his mom's okay with it. I can't tell you everything here but I have splendid days with family and friends in Indonesia.

I'm still unsure when the result will come out but it's now available to enroll online. I don't know what should I take for my next semester's units but I really really hope everything's gonna be all right.

Bye then x

I no longer feel alone.

Inspired by Lily Allen's Who'd Have Known.

I don't actually know what to write here since anything interest me no more. I can't even think of how to move on from one step to another as in, how to have a normal life? I have a glass of warm water to keep me company and an Ipod to cheer me up. I always hope it could be an easy way to help me reducing this red mood I'm having right now. Everything seems to stay in two colours, gray and black. I know I've been such a pain in the ass but it's actually personal. It has nothing to do with others, I kept it myself. But before I move on, dudes, I live in peace now. Finally. Let it stay forever. I think I'm just too sensitive for everything, I make things up. I feel like everyone hates me but they pretend to be nice to me and that. I feel like I'm disliked by my friends and all who knows me. I don't even know why am I writing this now.

You know, there's only one problem that has been disturbing me these days, I feel like dying. I feel like the world is about to come to an end where I haven't done such things to help other people. I haven't told anyone I live under someone's control. I am not alone. Do you even think my family and my boyfriend love me? I've unfortunately made them hate me, once, even twice perhaps? They feel stuffed, I stopped bothering them. How do you feel to be Nadya? It is somewhat horrible, you feel sick to be her, but she is okay. She is actually friendly, it's just, she's picky. She picks her own friends but she doesn't like picky people. She's more to be an anti-social and she lives in cyber-world, half of it, I suppose. She has lots of friends but she hasn't met them, yet and that's silly, for her. As if she can consider them as her friends, any longer. I know it's hard for you to understand my words, and I hope it's only me who can actually twig all of this shits.

I think I should stop with all my online stuff. I feel horrible signing up and make friends. I feel stupid I can kill myself. Even I am now exaggerating myself. I just haven't met them yet, that's all. And I just want my normal life back, that's all. And you know what, NEVER MIND.

Currently listening to: Lily Allen - Chinese

Mood: You can tell, can't you?

I am striving to be boring.

The title explains all.

I have to be much more productive.

I have to stop being such a bloody proscinator.

I have to look at the bright side of everything.

I have to admit myself that I am genius and logic.

I have to be bloody independent.

I have to prioritise Uni and the future job.

I have to control my ego.

I have to be calm and wise.

I have to give more smile.

I need to be an introvert.

I have to thank God for everything.

In fact, I am a boring person. And still striving to be.

PS: Happy Halloween, everyone? No? Too late?

x

The air that I breathe.

This has been a very pathetic week for me as I have got 3 assignments due next week and the week after. Short to say, I am indeed distraught and zonked out. I am one of the human who is being picked by someone to do this pathetic and useless job. As my semester break starts in about 30 days from now, my Uni has decided to give us extra works to be finished on time. The fact that I am taking 4 cultural units this semester, it is as a means of exploding my brain. It is not as easy as I thought cos (i) English is not my first language which means I have a problem with grammar and structure, (ii) I have a pretty much short-term memory which makes me think of something like a shit off a shavel yet also very much indeed easy for me to forget about it, (iii) I hate critical thinking, and (iv) As holiday is about to begin, my thought keeps bumping me with my hometown and all my friends there without thinking of any asshitmens. That's how I breathe in Perth.

Inhale, exhale. That words definitely give a strong point of my life these days. I have submitted all my assignments (not including those 3) and I thought I have given my best to the tutor so I would assume I will at least get Credit. But the fact is, as I received my overall blog score today, it is like "Hang on, I thought you liked my blog. Why C, then?", I twigged it was most probably because of my grammar. My history has been grand, nonetheless. I never thought I would get HD for my essay and I'm made up about that, I hope it will be easy for me to do the exam later then. If only I could choose, I would not take this bloody Sociology as my elective unit cos it is bloody hard and yous can tell. The current quiz had no correlation at all with the seminar topics so I was rather putting rubbish on that and submitted it to him very quickly. That's how I breathe in Perth.

Even thou C will be the final score for one of my unit my semester, I would still be very excited still. I do not fail and I will not. That's my goal to survive in Uni life. I am, however, so lucky to have my ma, da, sisters and my only and best lad in the world to support me at all times. The time is now showing 12.30AM which means there will be exactly 30 days remaining to yayness. I am such a bloody proscinator. I started this blog like an hour ago and I am even still working on it now. Ha. I have a reason why it was delayed thou. I was watching Skins the second generation in the living room with mate, seeing my lovely JJ (Jay-Jay) on telly. Too bad he's single. I thought it would be splendid if he started her relationship again with Emily, really. And Effy Stonem is my drug. I am not gay, by the way.

Allright then. Hope you guys have a lovely Tuesday. Wish me luck for those 3 asshitments and I shall see you very soon in Jakarta, yeah? Abyssinia later some time, soon!

Currently listening: Seal - Kiss From A Rose

Mood: Bloody knackered!

The Life Of A Backstabber.

There are times when you can consider someone as a friend and when you can say them as your biggest enemy. Half of her attitude is actually fine, but then don't see the other half. If you had a friend like her, you better ask her to shut her mouth instead of letting her go with all her bloody bollocks. The point is, she is my housemate, to be honest. The only reason why I put that obvious clue is because I do-bloody-not care, at all. Why should I treat her as my housemate if she, herself, is a fuckin backstabber?

The story started in the middle of this year when I realised she was telling all the shits from that bloody trash can (read: her mouth). It was all a total slander and I feel sorry for her, really. Talking about people's life is not my cup of tea, even so, I'd rather say something related to me instead of telling in *details* about something which is not your bloody business at all. Ya mum, bitch. I have never had a friend like this in my life. Fuck, wank, bugger, shitting arse head and hole! I'm pretty much knackered with all those bollocks she said about me and other *victim*, really. I mean, grow up, sweetie. You talk about someone who is actually your friend who knows your other friend and your other friend knows your friend. Let me take an example. A question first, right? Have your parent ever taught you how to use your manner? Even though it is an accident, even children knows reading other's diary book is not appropriate at all. For example:

Oh my Lord, why does everyone call me ugly? I envy her. I want to be like her. She's pretty. She's an angel, she's everything that every man's need.

Then you *share* about what you just saw to someone else without even knowing whether she/he actually listens to you or not. I forgot to say, you tell it to someone else by exaggeration the actual story, sweetie. More to say, you want your listener to be on your fuckin side, don't you? How ironic.

If you don't like me, talk to me. Don't talk behind me. That's why I call you stupid, miss backstabber. I was actually glad to see you were replying my tweet that if someone's stupid then you should deal with it cos there is no cure for stupidity. Then you said something about shallow which made me think, oh wait a sec, you *are* actually one of the shallow people. I dont think you have enemies, but I know you are intensely disliked by your friends. Including me. Sometimes, I bet.

Let's say. You don't like me cos you think I'm a hypocrite type of person. You may say that but LOOK AT THAT GODDAMN MIRROR, you stubby little slut! Who the devil do you think you are ha? God of smart people? I love mocking at people, I don't believe in fuckin karma and I don't care if you don't like that. Hey, how am I supposed to do? Cry and beg you not to hate me and promise not to be like that? Fuck Sake. Say that to your friend.

I'm really gutted about all the things you did, actually. And I can't bloody treat you as my housemate. Let's say, frenemy? Yes. You tell small unimportant things to your other friend about your friend. How many victims, my dear? Count that. You won't see any tears pouring down really, I shall see your blood coming out from everywhere in your face. Later, I promise. If I ever heard things like that, again. I would never ever talk to you. I'm bloody off your trolley!

What else? Oh anyway, talking about you is actually fun. I laugh everytime I talk about you. But one thing you need to know, I tell facts, not fuckin bollocks like you. It's actually fine if you acted nice to me and friends, I would also treat you as a friend, which I'd rather not. Cos you're stupid, you're shallow. I fergot you're the smartest girl in the world. Ahah. Oh God, I think I really need to check my grammar and that before publishing this post, really. See? I'm desperate, I'm bladdered. In a slaggy kind of way. Woohoo!

I can't wait to finally have a chance to be far away from you in 41 days. No more backstabber, I suppose. At least for 3 months, right? Oh no please don't disturb me. You've seen my boyfriend more thn enough while he was here, eh? Like, you told your, oops, *our* friend, which I was hating *our* friend for making love in MY room. Hahaha oh my God that's so funny I forgot to laugh excluding that first "hahaha". That's my room, bitch. I have the rights to get mad at someone who's using it for something innapropriate. Let me ask you this: What if, which I don't think it would happen really, your boyfriend came here? Would you let him stay at a hotel? Come on, for a month? I thought you're mature enough to think about that. Of course! See, you got the answer. He'd be sleeping with you. D'oh! I need a cure for stupidity, really.

You are such a bloody jar. Oh I know you would say like "What the hell? She does the same thing like me! She talks about our friends!" and bla bla bla bla. Yeah right. It's not negative and it's not bollocks like you, still. I'm not that stupid. Haha. And please, if it's something not related to you, put a sock in it. They don't need details. K? K.

Bugger off. Whore.

Currently listening to: Anberlin - Feel Good Drag

Mood: Being backstabbed.

It is over now.

Dear you all,

I've gone to see lots of candies in heaven. Good bye forever. Nadya.

P.S: I hate to know this is Saturday. I got an e-mail from my lecturer telling all the students to submit our blog on Sunday before 6PM and I haven't got a chance to read it all through. Well I've read half of it but it doesn't mean I'm ready to start doing it now. I'm just gonna read it again tomorrow then finish it all. Blimey, I hate Uni. Who doesn't? We lots want to skip Uni and just graduate already, I don't know why I took this major but all I know is it's all bloody boring. I mean, I probably gonna try WWF as my first trial. Helping all the animals and that would be my pleasure, really. Put that on the list then.

I finally met my cousin on Wednesday and got my Cheetos finally. They took some of it but I couldn't anything so yeah. We met up in City and hung out about at the Park waiting for my mate to come and join us but she apparently had to meet her mate so we decided to leave. Instead of taking me home, I joined them to my mate's house to chill and that. We on about stuff spontaneously and we ended up having our late dinner in China Town. I was supposed to meet them again this night but I thought they would go to Perth Royal Show so I stayed and wait for them to come to my gaff, they apparently not. It was a great time with them, nonetheless. Credit to Leo, Shari, Osmar, Astrid, Mika and all. Deo no exception (:

I just submitted my Sociology essay to my lecturer, AGAIN. It was definitely because of my grammar and essay structure. I suck. I've been trying my very best to learn English and speak it fluently but it's just hard. I think one factor is cos I hang out with Indonesians instead of natives so it takes me into a very low level of English here. At least I can understand them, oh well. But the thing is, I hate to see the fact that lots of my friends speak English really good but some of them not. The way they use the words, phrases, and indeed correct grammar, I just hate them. I read novels, well, sometimes. English novels, but once I got that one then I started to read it & focused on that, I was like "What the devil is this?", I should turn pages to pages of my bloody dictionary just to find the definition of one word to understand the whole sentence, really. I mean, I'm in Australia, come on. No one would understand me talking in Bahasa, that's why I'm learning now. And I don't think this girl appreciate me, I mean yes she does but she doesn't respect my hard work. I've been swotting like a bloody twat to get good marks on my bloody assignments, and tada! Well yeah, I hope I'll graduate soon. Oh well, we shall see (: Again, good bye forever.

P.P.S: I hate having family on social networking site. You might find out what that is. I also hate writing all what's on my mind but then someone respond you negatively. You may put a sock in it, prick.

Here's a bonus

Currently listening to: Paramore's new album Brand New Eyes

Mood: Distraught & cheesed off

SunBloodyDay.

Hi.

For those who doesn't know if Perth actually got a spectacular event once a year, here you should probably go to this event called Perth Royal Show and it has been held since Saturday until next Sunday. It is a bit pricey for students like us, or a student like me, adults are charged for $24 instead of $20. Let me give you a flashback a bit :)

Rise and shine! I woke up and 8, went straight to the shower and that then found out one of my mates was still laying in bed, telling me she's not going with us because she has plenty of assignments due next week. Then my room-mate got to the loo and I was getting bored so I played her iMac. Yes I noticed that stuff is bloody cool. Even I look much cuter using the camera. I took lots of pics and here's one of those..

Yes that picture was taken by her iMac. I know I know I look much better haha blame the camera but seriously, I'm not that bad. At least it's NOT that fake, really. Excuse my pose, I got no other pose so yeah. Then we talked a lot about movie and stuff. I thought it was still 9 but then it's 10 already so we were all set and off to go.

We lots took pictures whilst waiting for the bus and those will be posted soon hey :) So I had a plan of wearing my Spongebob shirt, then covered by a hoodie, a stocking and shorts, and socks and shoes but then my mate said it was going to be hot so I changed it to a black shirt and shorts. I didn't forget to bring my jumper too, in case it was going to be cold since it's still Winter. Hey it's supposed to be Spring really! I couldn't describe how did I feel when I was there. It was just a blast! I got this and that and all :)

The best thing was the fireworks. I felt like Beng was there and I smiled a lot, wondering if we could see fireworks together really soon. Uh oh, I'm so cheesy okay stop it already. I tried Sky Walker once and it was horrible. I would never, never, never, in my life, ever try that one again seriously. I couldn't even open my eyes, seeing all the things from above was just the most horrible thing in my whole life. I mean, I wasn't wearing my eyeglasses and that's what makes it dizzy. I tried so hard to open that, just wanted to make sure if everything was allright cos we were STUCK. I thought it was part of the plan to put us at the top of the thing and we were all directly seeing the sun for Fuck's sake. Someone lost his left shoe, haha what a bloody idiot.

We went home straight once the fireworks finish. We lots were all zonked out really. Gosh it was tiring with bold cos it really was. I still feel my legs are numb, my head is dizzy and I can't see the screen clearly yet I can't sleep a wink. It just seems like the eyes won't shut so I'm still here staying like a little donkey doing nada. Probably gonna wait for Beng to finish his practice till 2am, not sure if I can handle this. I'm friggin tired. Oh bonne nuit then hey!

PHOTOS :D

The bloody disaster. I almost puked.

Me & a terrorist from Zimbabwe.

Hi kid. Oh you knew it. Gotcha then.

Loving the sun in the morning :)

WE'RE READY FOR OUR HEAVEN!

Oh.. That could be perfect if only Beng was there. See how beautiful it is hey :')

Listening to: Blink 182 - I Miss You

Mood: Knackered