i'm a whatta...

hmmm, dari test di multiply-nya manda


My Personal Dna Report

You are a Cautious Artist.

About You
You are an Artist

Your appreciation of beauty, ability to think abstractly, and innovativeness make you an ARTIST.

Never one to be tied to a particular way of doing things, you let your imagination guide you in discovering different possibilities.

You would rather seek out new experiences than stick to your everyday habits, taking in as much of the world as possible.

Your eye for beauty and your willingness to consider different perspectives make your creative efforts interesting—even though you may not realize this yourself.

You prefer to think about things before voicing your opinion, considering a wide, diverse range of options.

While there are forms and styles that you prefer, you tend to keep an open mind when it comes to your artistic preferences.

You are curious about things, interested in the "why" more than the “how.”

You have an active imagination that leads you express yourself in a distinct way.

You're well-attuned to your emotional state, and not afraid to use your feelings to guide you. You tend to be cooperative, rarely contradicting others, and always considerate of their feelings.

You are a fashion maven, up on trends, but distinct in your own style. You don't follow trends, you set them.


If you want to be different:

Be more open to risks in your creative efforts, and don't be quick to dismiss the praise of others.

Think about how attention to detail may help you be more sure of yourself.


How You Relate to Others
You are Cautious

Being independent, practical, and somewhat guarded with others makes you CAUTIOUS.

You tend to keep to yourself, wary of trusting others with personal information.

The values that you hold are central to your identity—you are a very principled person.

You have respect for the natural order of things, and a good sense of right and wrong.

Investigating the world through observation, as opposed to interaction, is preferable to you.

You have an appreciation for those who have attained a certain level of accomplishment, particularly the rare few who have succeeded honestly.

You are efficient—when you work with others, you get down to business, and fulfill your obligations.

You sometimes wish that others would be more like you—less hindered by their emotions, more respectful, and more private.


If you want to be different:

Finding a few close others whom you can trust will allow you to express yourself more openly, and possibly to learn more about yourself.

monika

“ Kakak, the best things in life is always kept the deepest by Allah, like diamonds.” That’s what my sister told me when I asked here about her sudden decision, wearing a veil 5 years ago.
She closed her most precious gem, her hair and her body. Everybody knows, she had the most beautiful long hair in school. And she looked great wearing her white strapless mermaid bottom gown, that nite at her promnight. But she believed.

Yesterday I visited her house, not exactly what you called a house, but it’s her home now, after recently married on February 18th. I watched her as she and my mom, clean and organize the house.
My sister is one of my proud possession, we belong to each other. We’re best friend, we even spoke telepathically, haha.. we just spoke with our eyes. I was always proud of her, admire her, she’s actually the opposite of me. She’s calm, stick together, and manage to focus every time. She’s smart, gentle and alim (apa bhs inggrisnya). She always manage to be lovable in her calm ways in her society, without even trying. I should have known her presence does mean much, so many of her friends came at our little party yesterday (her wedding). And actually having fun on that day with her.

Many of them were surprised of how quickly she decided to get married, those who were the ones who doesn’t know, the struggle behind it. It wasn’t an easy journey for all of us, specially you Vin. I know it’s been an amazing race, from base to base, detour to detour, and this hasn’t stopped a bit yet.

But Alvin, this is the big point, she knows it, she believed in you. That’s why now, she is trying so hard to be as worth as your triumph, and believed me this has not been easy for her. Now that you’ve got the treasure, she’ll polished it, making it perfect. And trust me she’ll be a dazzling diamond, a classic cut but highlights the clarity of the diamond.

Love you both.

A Sorta Fairytale

on my way up north
up on the ventura
i pulled back the hood
and i was talking to you
and i knew then it would be
a life long thing
but i didn't know that we
we could break a silver lining

and i'm so sad
like a good book
i can't put this day back
a sorta fairytale
with you
a sorta fairytale
with you

things you said that day
up on the 101
the girl had come undone
i tried to downplay it
with a bet about us
you said that-
you'd take it
as long as i could
i could not erase it

and i'm so sad
like a good book
i can't put this day back
a sorta fairytale
with you
a sorta fairytale
with you

and i ride along side
and i rode along side
you then
and i rode along side
till you lost me there
in the open road
and i rode along side
till the honey spread
itself so thin
for me to break your bread
for me to take your word
i had to steal it

and i'm so sad
like a good book
i can't put this day back
a sorta fairytale
with you
a sorta fairytale
with you

i could pick back up
whenever i feel

and i'm so sad
like a good book
i can't put this
day back
a sorta fairytale
with you
a sorta fairytale
with you

and i was ridin' by
ridin' along side
for a while till you lost me
and i was ridin' by
ridin' along till you lost me
till you lost
me in
the rear
view
you lost me
i said

way up north i took my day
all in all was a pretty nice
day and i put the hood
right back where
you could taste heaven
perfectly
feel out the summer breeze
didn't know when we'd be back
and i, i don't
didn't think
we'd end up like
like this

( by Tori Amos )

i'm post traumatic?!

yeah.. i know..
masa sih..
baru tau gara-gara chatting ama nurita (my friend since 5th grade, yg ngambil psikologi) kemaren. tadinya biasa ngebahas soal ga punya cowo.. akhirnya lama2 ngebahas soal kega-pede-an gw. sudahlah nur.. soal ini udah dibahas sabtu kemaren ama temen2 gw, udah abis di bombardir (luv you girls).

nur : knapa lo ga mau terbuka yan?
yan : i'm affraid of hurting
nur : emang lo pernah dilukain cowo?
yan : bukan cowo sih. siapa?
yan : yah waktu SD itu. I (inisial).
nur : oh.. segitu dalem ya? dalem bgt.
oh GOD yana.. you're post traumatic
gw kok ga nyadar sih.. dari dulu..
lo mesti gw terapi, di ruang gelap.
spend the hole day with you..
yan : separah itu...

room 3 basement

hahaha...

i had such fun the other day... finally my girls ika, aya, oelil, jefri and iqbal (yes my girls) came to my rescue. actually we all need to be saved. apparently karaoke did the best cure.
lalalalala...
love me, love me say that you love me, fool me, fool me, go on and fool me..
cant believe that i'm a fool again, i thought this love will never end, how was i to know, you never told me..
what can i do to make you love, what can i do to make you care...
i never really love you anyway...
i'm too sexy for body.. to sexy for my body. i'm a model you know what i mean...
and i can run, just as fast as i can.. to the middle of nowhere.. you're just like a pill, instead of makin' me better, you're makin ill...
nobody could've love me better, i must stick with u forever, nobody gonna take me higher i must stickwicu... you know how to appriciate me.. i must stickwichu my baby...
if she returns in time, i'll now she's mine.. heaven knows...

dan untuk iqbal.. yang selalu kuinginkan.. yg selalu kunanti.. kucoba untuk mengerti.. apalah arti mencinta.. cobalah untuk setia...

kita memang sudah mabok.. tanpa setetes alkohol pun.. guoblok.

it was so much fun guys... thank yuuuuh.. so much.. right on time.

Homerun!

Hmmm.. what’s this.. what should I do?.. should I just filled it, post it?
Okay barijoe, I’m catching the bat. I’m hitting the ball…
So here we go…

My 5 Weird Habits, let see… I used to think I have a lot of weird habits, but when it’s time to write it, I can’t remember even one.. Well take it slow..

Oh.. I know..

1. I hate fried onions (bawang goreng) . Ini mah semua juga tau.. dan ga terlalu aneh juga sih, soalnya makin gede, gw makin banyak ketemu orang2 pembenci bawang. Kalo si abang lupa, walau udah dikasih tau, tapi tetep ditaro juga, I would actually pick them one by one. Mungkin rekornya si mie goceng deket kantor, saking banyak dan kecil2, itu sampe seperempat jam misahin bawang doang… buang waktu ya? (oya aku benci bawang dan keluarga, daun bawang serta teman2nya, seledri juga)

2. My body reflects what I feel. My face turned red easily. My feet and hands are always cold. My sister called me frog skin, she said I don’t have any blood.

3. I always save the best part of the food. And ate it the last. Suapan terakir harus sempurna, kedua dari terakhir ga papa ga lengkap. Tapi yang terakhir… hmmm yuummm.

4. I make finger drawings while talking on the phone.

5. This last one is embarrassing, pernah denger saraf ga? Yeah.. kalo gw capek.. saraf gw keluar semua, kedip2 mata, mendongakkan kepala, dan yang paling sering strech my left arm slowly to the side. Huhuhu… untung dikantor ga ada yg merhatiin.. hihihi..

ga boleh nambah ya… pliz satu aja

6.I sneeze like a cat. Kalo bersin dikit bgt seperti ga jadi, tapi cuma bisa keluar segitu, mau gimana lagi.


Hehe… iya menyenangkan juga.. doyan ternyata malu-maluin diri sendiri, minta tamboh lagi. Sebenernya ada lagi.. tapi ya suw lah.. ku lempar deh ke manda, nadia, ika, ama anisha