i’ve moved again

alright, enough of this no-shoutbox and suck-ass themes shit. i’m moving here

moving again

alright readers… i’m going to move, agian. to blogdrive this time. this is simply because wordpress sucks ass! they’ve thought of everything, everything but shoutbox and easy to use interfaces. and the themes… OMG don’t get me start on the effin themes!!

blogging was suppose to be fun, but it takes so much time and effort just to understand this thing… it makes blogging not as fun anymore. i am going to migrate everything to blogdrive tonight.

new home

i’ve decided that my xanga is too old skool for me, it cannot accommodate anything else but bloggin’. so i moved here… i’ve migrated most of my entries… and left the sucky ones there heheh.

if you’re in a serious relationship you will think that nothing else will occupy your mind but your significant other. well that’s what happend to me for almost a year now, i love my girlfriend more and more each day.

but then a few weeks ago i laid my eyes on her. a friend introduced her to me. it was totally a love at first sight. even when she is standing still i couldn’t stop myself from stealing glances at her, and the tingling sensations down my spine was just impossible to be stopped. i’ve only seen her a couple of times but i couldn’t get my mind off her. i have to have her… if you see her curves, beauty and everything you’d want to have her as well.

well tough luck… she is going to be mine.

so he broke up with her, he said it is so hard to be compared with the person he jealous the most by the person he loved the most. he said it is so hard to give what she wanted, especially with that third person keeps hanging around them. it seems so hard to make her happy. she couldn’t understand him… or didn’t want to understand him would probably more precise. he wasn’t happy and she wasn’t happy either. he said sometimes he hurt himself, physically, out of his frustration. he knows in severe cases it could lead to suicide, but he didn’t care. he just loved her too much.

but they’ve broken-up now. i asked if he feels relieved and he said, despite from feeling the great loss, yes he is relieved. yea… from the look of it eventhough his face is still showing signs of disappointment, deep down inside, he is relieved. maybe this is what’s good for him and her.

hang in there, buddy.

one of you guys is happy now… and you know it is not her.

if you live in a poor country you’d know how hard it is to find a job there. because there are just too many fucking people! college graduates would be very happy and probably throw in a celebration party if they could land themselves on a job interview. and don’t even get me started on the high-school graduates.

so, to employ those graduates with decent jobs, they (i don’t really know who should i refer to as “they”) started creating pointless jobs like those guys in police-looking outfits with metal detectors outside malls’ parking space, opening your car doors and say “good evening, sir”, looking around for something suspicious (maybe a bomb) inside your car, closes it back and let you off to find a parking spot… or those guys from the same group of people who’d stand in front of malls entrance, metal-detector your handbags, and let you go in if it doesn’t beep (i doubt if it’s even on).

OR – this is the most pain in the ass people right here -

employ as many people as they can to serve customers at shopping malls so that they can follow you around and don’t give you a damn chance and space to fucking breathe!!

this is a typical situation at metro department store in the perfume section:
10 SPGs from every corner of perfume stands come to you, hand out a sample and say:
“what kinda perfume are you looking for, sir?”
“try this, smells good”
they’d say it over and over and fucking over again… it is so fucking annoying, don’t they get it that’s what drive customers away?!
it’s like at the soekarno-hatta airport with all the fucking cab drivers offering (forcing) you to take their cabs eventhough you’ve said repeatedly that you have somebody picking you up.

sad, sad, sad!

so, ok… i thought the SPGs (sales promotion girls/guys) are annoying like that because they were trained to do so, because they are working for a department store that lacks of knowledge of the laws of economics. but noo… even a well-known clothing store like fcuk also trained them to be dimwits!! it’s like once you step-in into the fucking store there will be one SPG following you around:
“this comes in 2 colors”
“you can try it on, kakak”
“these are just in”
… please shut-up, i will call you if i need help.
*sigh* actually you know what… do me a favor and choke!

these guys are everywhere and no one even notice how annoying they are. what is going on?! it wasn’t like this 5 years ago. why adapting such stupid strategy to attract cutomers that is obviously doesn’t work? this keeps me awake at night!!

time flies, 2007 is here. when i was in grade school, in the 90s, i thought there’d be flying cars and all that in 2000. *sigh* and now it’s 2007 and none of them flying cars are around. it is gonna be quiet a challenge for the men behind the “beyond 2000″ show to turn those flying cars to reality.

so, my new year’s eve… plain! i did not sleep for 24 hours the day before. you know how when you blink you don’t even realize that you just blinked? on the 23rd hour of my nocturnal day that day… when i blink my eyelids felt so warm and i’d see red shadows all around me for a split second just after i blinked… like i was on magic mushrooms. crazy shit! and i got so hyper, similar to the drunk me.

you should try that sometimes, try to not to sleep.

and when i finally showered and lied down in my bed my whole body felt warm and my heart beat slower than usual hahaha. nah on second thought don’t try this at home!
then, after only 4 hours of sleep i was back up for another 14 hours. what the hell was so important so i needed to sacrifice my sleeping time? well, i’m a busy man. people need me, they need my help.

now… new years resolutions…. well well, i always thing that new year’s resolutions are tacky but ironically i “kinda” have one the day after the new year’s eve, and my the resolution is the only thing i’ve put aside – or thrown away would probably the right word – and i thought i’d never think about it ever again. well apearantly “that” is my new year’s resolution.

2007 will be a challenging year, you might say. pffttttt… you can say that again!

You Are a Chocolate Martini

You’re an elegant drunk, who only likes the best bars and the most expensive drinks. A bit of a cheapskate, you’re likely to mooch ten dollar drinks off both friends and strangers. You should never: Drink and dash. You’re gonna get caught leaving someone with the tab! Your ideal party: A posh celebrity party you crash, with an open bar. Your drinking soulmates: those with a Classic Martini personality Your drinking rivals: those with a Blueberry Martini personality

What Flavor Martini Are You?

banana republic is opening in jakarta on march 2007.

i can’t wait.

zara, you can kiss my ass good-bye as i soon won’t be having your name again printed on my credit card bills. hahahahaha

you know when you watch a movie or a tv show and you spot a somewhat familiar character and you’ll gasp and go: “oh he’s so me” or “oh, she’s so you” or “oh my god, he’s so that guy selling pizza around the corner“, because other than the face that might look similar to whomever real-life person you’re referring to, the characteristics and behavior will more likely be the same too.

and my girlfriend is…… karen from will & grace. hahahah.

she is witty, sassy, classy, dresses-up nicely, kinky, can get away with great lines, penchant in revenge and liking martini. not to mention that their faces are somewhat look alike… and the whole figure, too.

yep, she is karen indeed.