intro to "notes from indo"

heyyy....
so you people who bothered reading blog (recently none) would notice that yet again I have left another gap in the document of my life (I'v got to stop calling it that). anyway this time it's not my fault. right now i'm in indo and boy internet is slow. I'm staying at an apartment. we get free internet but only in the loby. that's quite a walk. beside I'v got places to be, things to do, stuff to buy (that are wayyy cheper than in ozzy). but I haven't actually stop writting. I realize now that I'm as much as addicted to writting as I am to reading. when I stop reading a book halfway. I get this this gittery feeling. like i want the world to spin faster so I could go back to finish the book and see how it ends (I'm sure a bookworm would understand). lately I'v been feeling the same way with my writting. like my life is the story I can't wait to finish (waaiit that sounds like I'm going to commit suicide....). I just get this feeling that I wanted to document everything. and I mean EVERYTHING that happens in my life. even if nobody is going to read it. I could always read it and recall things in my life that could be falling from my memories. and I want to see how I would end this jurnal.

so yeah while I was here, I brought a notebook along and I've been writting in it about indonesia. I'm going to put that in my blog as a series. I call it "notes from indo". I'm going to type it all up later on if I have the time. so it will be all about my trip to Indo, meeting old friends, teaching in my old school, my cousins who I haven't seen for two years, families, changes, and a bit comments about indonesia itself.

anyway right now I'm going to youtube. I haven't been there for weeks. I wonder how long a person could last without youtube....

CHOCOLATE!!!!!

I guess last time I was being a bit of a drama queen. but as usual things like that never last long. so I already left all the teary feeling behind.

anyway yesterday was fun. I wake up feeling that I just had to search on google for clichés. I don't know why. maybe because my english teacher suggest that I might be interested in them. and she's right. I do find clichés fascinating. when I looked at the list of clichés I found that some of them are familiar, others are a bit strange. anyway one caught my eye, "we'll cross the bridge when we come to it.". I'm going to make that my cliché of the week!

me and my cousin joined and youth event on Dandenong library. it's called chocolate factory. we thought we're making chocolate. but it turns out we're eating chocolate....and that is simply OK with us!!! only i think our parents wouldn't sign us up if they know that before. especially since chocolate triggers my sister's skin condition and asthma. but we had a great time. we had games and stuff. we get chocolate prizes. I even won something. which is very very rare.

on Wednesday we sign up for a theme park outing with the youth program, so my mother and I has to work hard to finish all the newspaper to deliver today (we only got three days every week to deliver them, monday, tuesday and wednesday. we've been working hard. anyway now I had to get ready because there is another event we're going to attend. jewellery making. sounds interesting. unlike my mother who said she enjoys more doing things and going places with the family and organized them herself, I find youth programs enjoyable. I mean, I agree with my mother, I like organizing events with the family but sometimes doing things with people my own age are exciting. knowing we don't have grown ups around makes me feel independent. having no little brothers or cousin around to take care of makes me feel free. and meeting new friends are nice. even though my social skills are limited.

sore eye

Yesterday I woke up with a swelling eye. there seems to be something wrong with my left eye. maybe it got stung by an insect. I have no Idea. my mother said it's probably nothing to worry about so I'm not doing anything to it. but it's getting irritable. it still is today. I just hope it will get well soon.

My cousin's (Wafa) birthday is coming. she's turning 8. a friend of her is going to turn 9, so they decided to celebrate their birthday together. they organized a party (with a help from yours truly). they also make family meetings about it to inform what they have decide. they decided to have a water fight party. without them realizing it, they are learning how to organized an event and even lead a meeting. and they are doing a very good job. they make me in charge of the pinata. at first I was going to make a flower, but it turns out it's too complicated to make the petals. so I just left two of them and turn it into mouse ears instead. the girls (that's Wafa and her friend Saina) agreed that they wanted to make Angelina Ballerina. to decorate it we're using streamers that my mother bought. but she bought blue and pink streamers, and Angelina is suppose to be white. so we make a pink Angelina Ballerina wearing a blue ribbon. we're almost finish, but we still need to put the goodies inside.

in a week we'll be on our way to Indonesia. we've been shopping to the city to buy gifts and souvenirs for our friends back in Indonesia. there's this store called "Something Ausie". my mother herd about it from a friend. when we got there I get the "expensive type" feeling from the store. and I'm right. as usual. but I guess the price is acceptable since all of the stuffs are ozzy made. and I did get an aboriginal painting for five dollars. I't will look good on my room. this store is perfect for someone who likes branded stuff. but for me, I always survive with cheaper model as long as it's good enough.

yesterday I had a bit of a conflict with my mother. she lectures me about how I spend my time reading manga online. lately I'm interested with "W Juliet". she said I should spend my time doing important things like reading science book or what ever and that reading that won't get me everyday. then she said something about me always do things behind her back and how she can't trust me any more. I couldn't agree with that. I feel I deserve a break after doing chores and stuff. I always try to do them properly and I only read after everything has been done. beside I'm not hiding anything from her. how can I? I have to share the same computer on the living room. and how about my sister? I used to complain to my mother on how she always act secretly and always cover her laptop screen when I come to her room and what was my mother reply? she said we should give her some space and that maybe we should let her keep a secret from us. of course she trusts my sister. even if she never does anything productive and stay in her cave most of the time. and I'm getting tired of her nagging me about my lack of interest in science. I know I used to love it. but lately I just found it plainly boring. my father seem to be more acceptable that I'm more interested in literature than my mother is. I know I'm not very persistent. hey I'm not perfect. maybe my mother is right and I shouldn't give up on a subject I used to love. but maybe I just need a break right now. I like something else and I wanted to explore this new subject. I didn't say anything to her back then. I just shuts down the computer, took down the laundry and went to my room and sleep. I feel my mother sit by my side on the bed a few moments later. but I don't feel like arguing. it never brings any good. and beside I was so tired I don't think I could wake up even if I want to. so she left me. we never brings up the matter again. I'm still in denial with her statements and I could feel that she still despise me for that incident. she keeps bringing up about that in casual conversations. she keeps suggesting what I did was wrong. and she feels that she has failed bringing me up. that I'm a failure. at least that's how I feel. she won't start the argument.I know that much. she'll wait for me to bring that up. then I'll lose as I always does. because she's always right. my eye stung even more with tears in them.

I'm baaaack!!!!!!!! now in 2011

whoops been so busy lately I'v made another gap in my documented life whoever tries to biograph me must be annoyed :). well there is only two computers in the house, one is my sister's mac, the one that she uses all day in her cave. and the other one is the pc in the living room which has to be shared between my parents and me... I used to have a laptop but unfortunately it broke. technology and me don't get along very well :(. but my parents promise me a desktop since they saw how often I wrote in my blog. they don't want to get between me and my writing. I love my parents:).

just a few days before the end of the year I manage to finish my biology and math holiday homework. now I only have to finish the work sheet for chemistry which shouldn't take long since its only two pages. and I have read a (specific) book for literature. the library is still close for new year so I'll have to do that later.

anyway right now my father is in Indonesia. we planned to join him in two weeks. I amaze myself that I'm actually excited. Jakarta has an annoying humid weather and unbreathable polluted air. not to mention crowded filthy streets. but the thing I hate the most about jakarta is the extreme social class. I used to live in a rented two bedroom house in the poor side of the country but my father is an marketing assistant manager of one of the most powerful corporation in the country, the oil company. so I could see clearly the major difference of the two side of the social class. and I can't stand it.

I guess I am looking forward to meet my old friends. but deep inside there is just this concern that my friends won't be the same as my expectation. as humans normally do, they must have changed during the last two years. I don't know what to expect.

so the thing that gets me excited is actually the plane ride. the best part of an adventure is always the journey, not the destination. there's always something about airport that makes me feel like I'm going to a far off foreign land, even when I'm not. that's why I don't enjoy waving goodbye at the airport, not only I will be missing the person who's going, I know that they're off to an adventure while I'm going back to my boring life. I'd rather be the one who's leaving than the one who gets left behind.

anyway new year has been fun. I enjoy seeing the news reader say; " see you next year". instead of "see you tomorrow". that is something you only get to see once a year :). last year my mother, my sister, my cousins and me went to Sydney Harbour to see the fireworks. we lived in new south wales back then. after the show we decided five minutes fireworks is not worth having to wait patiently in the crowd, squashing inside the crowded train, and the intoxicated mob. basically the crowd is just too disturbing. so this year we're not bothered. we never really bother about new year anyway. for me every day is a new day. the last day of the year is nothing special, the last day of school is way more exciting. nevertheless fireworks are something I want to see. on new year's eve it was so hot that the whole family decided to sleep in the living room with the air con. I set my alarm to ring at midnight. so we get to watch the fireworks from the tv screen. we diceded to watch the one from sydney instead of in melbourne town square because it looks more grand. it was pretty!!! after it finish we turn the television off then we went back to bed. this new year certainly has been much more exciting than last year. and I'm not being sarcastic.