unclassified.

it's been a long time since i posted something here directly. usually i'll post my blog entries from multiply.com and cross-post it here. i don't know why, maybe because it's quieter here. today was supposed to be a happy celebration in my religion, so i don't want to bother my friends in multiply.

yesterday was my mom's birthday, and i didn't come. why? because i have a damn hell lot of assignments and nanowrimo, it's almost christmas holidays anyway. and, why should i? okay fine she's my mother blah blah whatsoever. dude, she have this huge birthday party in some fancy restaurant while she NEVER allowed me to have huge birthday parties. that fancy sweet seventeen or eighteen party that rich girls have? NONE. i haven't really celebrated my birthday since i enter high school. too many problems. haha. oh, and presents? dude, mom NEVER buy me anything I want. sure sure, she always said "i gave the money to dad so he can buy it for you! that means, what you get from dad is from ME!" if it is so, why she never gave it to me directly? i know she's busy, but you sure have some time to burn if you're always mad at me everytime we met. and whenever i ask for things like nintendo wii, xbox or ps3 or laptop whatsoever she'll always say "it's too expensive!" and gets mad at me again.

mad, angry, lectures, blah blah. that's all that i always get from her.

and yeah, she was mad because i didn't go to her birthday party. i told her, i have assignments that i have to e-mail to my teachers that night. she said it's only excuses. yeah fine, excuses. if i didn't do my assignments and fail my school, she'll get mad. what does she want anyways?! she said "you got a lot of time to burn for cosplay and gaming, why never for me?!" okay fine, she wants to spend some time with me. but tell you what, going out with her is BORING. she'll go to cheap places that sell cheap stuffs that will break after a few months, while my dad will even buy me branded underwears. and, even though we go to places that sell branded stuffs, she'll buy me the CHEAPEST stuffs. it's just once when we were going to japan with my mom's fellow doctors, the day before she changed her phone to blackberry bold, she bought me and my sister ZARA jeans and coats and Massimo Dutti coats for my dad for a show-off. usually she'll buy us fake ZARAs and GUCCIs. hah hah!

oh, and what i didn't get: after she's mad because i didn't go to her birthday party, she mentioned to me that i'm a liar. here's what i quoted from what she said last night:

"...why do you always lie to people to get sympathy? why do you always say to everyone that i'm evil, that i'm not a good mother? if you say all those bad things about me to get sympathy, well you're wrong! in return, they give their sympathy to me for having such an evil daughter like you! they knew that you're lying, and they told me! and they all looked at you in disgust! you'll never get any true friends this way! i've seen all your friends going in and out of this house, and i know they're here just because you're rich and you have everything! everybody is trying to take advantage of you!"

...she always said that. but this time i don't understand, why from one topic she jumps to another? and this is irrelevant. plus, what she mentioned 'lies' are truths. she used to abuse me, she said bad words to me, she forced me to become a heiress and all, that's all truths, i tell you. not lies. but with my mother's power and influence, she'll turn around the facts and make it as if i lie. and i don't say all those stuffs for sympathy, i don't need other people's pity. it's for stress-release. talking to people is a way for stress-release, and of course everybody knows what kind of person my mother is. if what she said is true, then i don't care. all those business relations she have, they have NOTHING to do with me. fine, see me in disgust, see me as if i'm a bad girl! I DON'T CARE!

and to top of that, this is what PISSED ME THE MOST:

"...why are you always pretending on everything? pretending to smile, pretending to laugh, pretending to be happy, pretending to cry, pretending to be angry and always have problems to get other people's sympathy? oh, i get it. you love it. that's why you love cosplaying because it's all about pretending! you pretend to become this character, that character, whatsoever!"

...pretend?

i never pretend in front of my friends. when i want to smile, when i want to laugh, when i want to be angry, i never pretend. when i'm with my friends, especially my cosplay friends, i'm always being the happiest i am. when i go to an event or photoshoot with a cloud or rain on my head i'll always come back with a sun. and mother, i do have problems. and the problem is YOU.

if i'm always pretending on even the things that i like the most, what is reality? what is the true me?

So yeah, me and Husky were just lurking on Dan Southworth's profile in wikipedia (Vergil's mo-cap actor from Devil May Cry) and we saw on the below part of his filmography, this role was listed:

• Shakira Laundry Service Objection (Tango) Video (2002) (Superman)

We stared at each other with funny faces and goes like "WTF?!" and with gilgamesh (my new pc that is connected to my HDTV) I quickly searched for the video on youtube. while waiting for it, I thought for a second - I've seen Shakira's Objection Tango video before and I didn't recall seeing Dan Southworth - oh wait, that was before I fandom DMC. So yeah, we watched it and hit the pause button when we see a Superman cosplayer and yes - IT'S DAN!!! But the hilarity didn't end there - as the video clip goes on, there's this scene of Shakira thanking the Superman and the Batman. Less than a minute later, suddenly Husky cried "NERO'S MOM!" and you can guess what happened - I jawdropped and we both burst out laughing and went ROFL. What the heck?! We gave a little thought about it and yeah, I think it does make sense in a way...

1. DMC4 Novel stated that Nero's mom might be a slut in Fortuna. How the heck does Vergil would ever had a one-night stand with a slut? One answer: drunk.
2. Okay, so Vergil is drunk with a Superman suit, in a party in Fortuna (who the heck is the man in Batman suit then? Dante?)
3. This videoclip was made in 2002, before DMC3 was made. According to DMC timeline, Nero was born before DMC3. In this period, it is stated in the DMC4 Novel that a man, obviously Vergil, had came to Fortuna. So this made sense, right? right?

....*double-tactical facepalm*...

alright, I'm totally speechless now. 

sebelumnya, thanks yang udah ngisi data kemaren...you guys really help me! sekarang sayah ingin minta bantuan lagi ngisi ini untuk report yang tiada-kunjung selesai...mohon dari pertanyaan di bawah, pilih 6 aja untuk diisi (lebih juga boleh) terserah mau yang mana. maaf nanyanya agak banyakan kali ini. ano, jangan lupa isi nama (kalo bisa nama asli yah) tanggal berapa diisinya dan jam berapa. thank you very much!

ps: untuk om dante sama mas ryo, ngga usah diisi lagi yah :)

Interview Questions about JW Marriott and Ritz Carlton incident on 17th July 2009

1. What did you know about the incident?
2. How did you feel about it?
3. Do you have any opinion about the incident?
4. Based on your knowledge, what is your speculation about the incident?
5. The officials have reported that this terrorism act was done by the Islamic Anarchists. Do you think this is true? Any opinions?
6. How much do you think this incdient has affected Indonesia?
7. Had you have a chance to talk to one of the culprits, are there any messages you would like to give?
8. How did you feel about the victims?
9. Are there any suggestions so that in the future we can prevent this from happening again?

shit. gua kualat.
jadi tadi siang ada math festival di sekolah gw, dan gw males banget ikut. so, me and my best friend decided to ditch it. how? KABUR!!!! masalahnya, di sekolah gw itu CCTV bertebaran, satpam berkeliaran dan guru2nya pada nyebelin semua. jadi kabur juga rada susah. sempet juga ketangkep sama guru dan disuruh masuk hall buat nonton math festnya, abis itu pas ada malfunction sama sound system dan guru2 pada fokus ke panggung, gw ama temen gw langsung ngambil langkah seribu keluar hall. kita langsung masuk toilet ngatur strategi, mikir mau kemana sekarang. akhirnya kita masuk cafe, terus loncat pager, diving kedalem mobil, suruh supir tancep gas, BEBAAAASSSSS!!!

dan tadi gw mabok2an sama temen gw siang2 menggila....terus pulang. untung sampe rumah gw udah gak mabok lagi.

dan pas tadi gw nyalain laptop, gw mikir kok ada yang janggal dengan laptop gw. iseng2 gw tebalikin...

pluk.

batrenya copot.

gw liat lebih detail lagi, ternyata...

LAPTOP GW BAWAHNYA PECAH.

SHIT! pasti gara gara kebanting pas gw lompat pager tadi!

akhirnya gw melakukan pertolongan pertama pada kecelakaan laptop....

LAKBAN.

alright, off to write nanowrimo now. so far i'm at 6717/50000. ciao!

today's word update: 2302/50000

So yeah, I invited Husky on Sunday to go to my house and help me with my fic, since he's currently the only one who know what exactly I'm writing about right now. As you all Devil May Cry players know, timelinenya itu SANGAT AMAT BERANTAKAN. So, berbekal informasi yang sangat minim dari Capcom si game company keparat, gw dan Husky berusaha merapikannya serapi mungkin demi kerapihan fanfic gw. Ya iyalah harus rapi, lha wong tujuan gw nulis ini kan buat bales dendam ke Capcom!

Tapi berhubung dua ekor mahluk yang menurut Echow tampangnya sama jeleknya ini (awas lu chow, tak gebukin abis ini) udah terlalu despret dan stres, ujung2nya malah mencari bukti apakah benar saudara Nero ini putera kandung daripada saudara Vergil Sparda (halah bahasanya...) dengan cara memainkan DMC3 special edition di PS2 yang sudah butut dan berdebu dan memainkan DMC4 pake shiro si laptop keramat milik mbah Husky, lalu dua mahluk yang konon bapak dan anak ini sama-sama di-devil trigger.

Dan ternyata bukannya nemu bukti yang kontradiktif, MALAH NEMU BUKTI KALO SI VERGIL BENERAN BAPAKE NERO!

...lalu gw dan Husky hanya bisa OTL di dalem kamar sambil menangisi fakta...kalo karakter sekeren Vergil itu sudah dirusak oleh Capcom sendiri.

Yeah yeah, grammar gua hancur lebur dan tugas sekolah numpuk but I don't care! MAJU TERUS! Untuk aset profesi masa depan!

okay guys, because i'm participating in this harakiri project called nanowrimo, i'm going to write 50.000 words in a month. supports are welcome

IKUZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~

total words so far: 586/50000

maybe you guys ever wonder, why do i hate my mother so much?
maybe you guys ever wonder, what's wrong with my family?
to tell the truth, it's a hell lot.
a FUCKIN hell lot.

here's the answer to your curious mind. if you wanna call me a fag, a douchebag, anything, go on. i don't care anymore. i'm not writing this asking for mercy, asking for help, no. i write it just so you won't get the wrong picture.

it all started a few years ago, when i was facing UAN for junior high.
i don't know what happened, but my mother turned into a demon.
i still remember, that time...
every night, my mother forced me to sit in front of a desk. it's...the dining table actually. in front of me, are books. math books. i was trembling, i wanted to run but i can't, my mind is blank.

time's up.

another slap ended on my head.

she's screaming like hell, telling me the right formula of the maths problem. i was crying, of course. it hurts a hell lot. and she's calling me with all the cuss you can find in indonesian dictionary. and then she wrote another math problem for me to solve, in less than five minutes. but of course, i'm way too scared. not to even lift my hand to grab a pencil. i don't understand anything. i want to get the hell out of here.

then i stared to my dad, who was sitting across me eating dinner. i was begging for mercy. "help me, dad" i whispered as quiet as i can. but he just stared quietly. i was too busy begging my dad to help me, and without i realized, five minutes has passed and the answer space on my book is still empty.

and another slap in my head.

that was the time i started to hate my mother.

she was too obsessed with the vision of me becoming a doctor like her, becoming the heiress of her damn company that she started from zero. alright fine, but she treated me like shit. and nobody, not even that bitch i have to call mother, can treat me like shit.

i thought after UAN, my life will end. i won't pass math, i can't go to high school and my mom will kill me. but miracle happened, i passed. i can't even believe i passed until now. then i thought hell would end. i can start my life all over again in high school.

but i'm wrong. i'm just starting to enter hell.

see that bad school in front of my house? you won't imagine that i was there before. yes, i was there. my mom enrolled me in there. why? i was in a very good school before, in Sekolah Global Jaya (now Global Jaya International School). it's because she wanted me to go to a national high school so i can enroll to national medical university easier. but i can't, because my NEM is only 24.7. my mom was very disappointed, so she enrolled me to that bad school for half a year, so i can enter to SMA 3 later on. and yes i did enter SMA 3 later on, but all those years...i feel lifeless. those friends i have in that bad school and in SMA 3 is just...different. and dude, i didn't learn anything. national school only tell us to simply copy-paste, telling theories, bribing teachers, respecting them like god, and shut up to all the shits that happened around you. of course, i rebel. i don't want to be in SMA 3 forever, because it will eventually lead me to a national university, study medical, become a dermathologist like my mother, and be the heiress.

no, i don't want that. i'm a human being. i am alive. i have dreams.

so then i tried enrolling to swinburne university in melbourne. i was accepted, and i only have to pass to grade 12 to go there and study design. but those teachers didn't like me, a rich girl who doesn't want to bribe them. so they all team up and stripped my grades down, and i can't pass through the 12th grade. they think it's a good revenge because now i have to stay another year with them and my parents will bribe this time to make me pass. i don't have any proof that they're making me not pass, so i can't do anything. so i decided to get out of that school and go somewhere else.

i'm getting tired of fighting my mom. i don't want to, but i have to. i don't want to become the heiress of this company. i don't want to become the same human as mom, i don't want to be in her seat and have fake business friends who were after your money, i don't want to be her. i tell you, she's trying to make me her clone. for example, my mother hates me playing violin. once she insulted my violin playing so much that i almost stopped playing, and she keep telling me that i have talent in piano. and all this photography and anime/manga drawing and cosplay? she keeps telling me, brainwashing me, saying that i don't have any talent at all. she wanted me to stop, study more, and become her. and continue the business.

i don't want to. me is me. i am my own self. i am not her.

and now, off to dad. well he...he's a very good guy. he's always kind to me, he's never mad at me, consider me as daddy's little girl. my big sissie too. i love all of them. they're my family.

when i was in grade 6, my dad once had an affair with someone else. they almost divorce. i was so innocent, doing everything i could to stop it. well yes, it stopped. but since then...my family becomes a mess. a total mess.

mom started to become over-controlling. she tells dad to quit his full-time job and work half-time, ask her to accompany her everywhere, serve her with all she wants no matter how tired he is, and took all of his money even though my mom's income is waaaay bigger than his. once when i was home from school, a maid told me that mom made dad cry. fine, call my dad a coward or gay or something being that scared to his own wife, but no. i know my dad is a very patient man, and my mom is a...i don't know. i think 'devil' is an understatement. she's even worse than a slut, a bitch, a fuckin' douchebag. all those words, are UNDERSTATEMENTS. fine, call me a kid who don't respect her mom. think bad about me, go on. i'm used to it. how can i respect someone who has been treating me like shit for eighteen years? yes, eighteen years. i know it since i was little, something is wrong with my mom. she's scaring me. i stopped believing in god because i used to pray to god asking for help, asking for mercy, asking so that i can get away from her. but no came help. instead, my mom is treating me and my family even worse. i fear my mom more than i fear god. i know god is out there, somewhere, and maybe...maybe god fears my mom. that's why god won't help me.

now she's becoming crazy, she's trying to control everything about me, even my friends. i don't know what else to do, i think my death is the answer, but i'm a coward. i don't want to die. i want to live. but i don't know what should i do if i keep on living. i don't want to be hurt by her anymore. she's driving me crazy. she's controlling me...and trying to control my friends. even my cosplay friends. she's asking all my cosplay friends phone number, address and everything to make sure i don't befriend an 'unsophisticated' person in her standards. i don't even know what's her 'sophisticated' standard is. dude, mom. cosplayers are like...hundreds? she's insane i tell you.

i...don't know what to write anymore. i don't write this for any benefit, i don't write this for anything. i just want to write about the truth. yeah yeah, i'm emo, i'm broken, i'm not a good girl, my family is shit.

i wish i can be free one day. i want to study in a good university, then work in capcom. haha.
cheers to all of you.

SQUAD 7, MOVE OUT!!! *menunjuk ke arah pasukan pembantu rumah*

lagi-lagi kamar gw kena serangan alam setelah kena air raid dari nyamuk terdahulu. heran, ini rumah gue segede gaban harganyah pake M terus di kawasan yang (katanya) terbilang elit dan kamar gw itu isinya udah cukup untuk membuat seorang maling hidup makmur. tapi kenapa rasanya gw kayak tinggal di tengah hutan?!

jika anda mbaca title blog ini, maka anda bisa nebak dong gw kena serangan apaan? bukan, bukan tikus tanah...tapi....

RAYAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!

*semprot baygon kiri-kanan sambil mengungsikan barang2*

jadi tadi gw iseng2 tidur2an di atas kasur tamu di lantai bawah kamar, terus iseng2 ngambil buku. pas gw buka, ada mahluk merah kecil2 dan buku gw bolong2. gw tereak, nanya nyokap itu benda apaan, dan satu rumah seketika tereak dan panik sambil ngungsiin ensiklopedi, reference book, koleksi novel impor, revoltech figma play arts dan figure2 lain, artbook2 anime, dll dst dsb yang ada di rak bawah situ,

hikshikshikshiks...baruuuu aja revoltech dante tadi nyampe...harus ngungsi di baskom sambil gw puter otak gimana cara bersihinnya....pake alkohol kah?

korban utama adalah buku harry potter firstprint yang gw impor langsung dari inggris, terpaksa gw bakar karena udah jadi sarang rayap itu sendiri, dan rak buku gw yang sekarang lagi gw bongkar.

dan sepertinya long weekend ini harus gw awali dengan bersih-bersih sebelom gw berperang dengan squad 7 ato bertualang dengan nathan drake... *tewas*

yang kanan masih disegel...baru diambil tadi. kalo yang kiri diambilnya kemaren


waktu ngetes yang kiri...THIS IS GALLIAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

nobody will leech them until i play 'em *hisssssssssssss*
i probably can really touch these on thursday night, since i won't go to school on friday and garonk is planning to leech 'em on thursday. anybody who wanted to go along with garonk, douzo.

right. back to my homework

*KABUR*

to all my multiply fellows, please fill this in, help me with my science homework T_T

name (does not have to be real name):
age:
height:
weight:
shoe size:
arm span length/total panjang kedua lengan:

kalo sayah fail school subjects, bisa2 disuruh stop cosu T_T mohon bantuannya yah gan *bows*

ada ralat sedikit guys, jadi ternyata FOTO2 JUNJOU ROMANTICA SELAMAT! TERNYATA DIUMPETIN AMA KK GW DI DALEM MEMORYNYA KYRIE!!!

*tangis bahagia, tebar confetti, sembah sujud kakak*

tapi:

1. gw masih marah ama bokap
2. gw tetep break jadi kameko sampe PC baru gue beres.

once again, to all the kameko-tachi, especially aibastard-san yang udah ngajak kita hunting, arigatou gozaimasu! now i know which flash to steal from my dad's drybox and how to use 'em :D

sebelumnya, ini bener2 ga ada hubungannya samasekali sama photohunt tadi. maaf yah kalo ada orang yang jadi marah ama gw gara2 gw kebanyakan ngeluh gapenting, tapi gw bener2 lagi kecewa banget sekarang. mungkin karena gw kecapean karena tadi keliling2 jakarta.

to sola, sorah & tama, gw minta maaf sebesar-besarnya.

berhubung bulan puasa udah lewat, gw mau ngepost foto2 photoses junjou romantica sekalian sama foto2 photohunt tadi. pas gw tanyain bokap mana memory Dantenya, dia bilang udah dikosongin abis funeral grandpa gw. gw tanya lagi, foto2yang pas sebelom funeral itu mana, dia bilang pas funeral semua memorynya baik yang di Dante maupun Kyrie udah dikosongin. gw juga sempet curiga pas funeral kenapa memorynya empty (berhubung waktu itu gw yang bertugas jadi kameko). bokap nuduh kakak gw yang ngapus karena dia yang mindahin semua file foto2 funeral dari Dante & Kyrie, tapi kakak gw bilang pas dia mindah2in file itu, ga ada file2 foto cosplay samasekali. terus gw tanya balik ke bokap, dia inget ternyata waktu itu Dante sempet dipake buat pameran dan memorynya mungkin diapus sama anak buah tokonya. tapi gue yakin bukan anak buah tokonya, ITU DIA SENDIRI! SEJAK KAPAN DIA RELA DSLR2NYA DIUTAK-ATIK SAMA ANAK BUAHNYA?! dan pasti kalo itu beneran anak buahnya yang ngapus, pasti ditanya dulu dong "pak, ini boleh gak diapus?". dan yang bikin gw tambah yakin adalah tadi pas dengan entengnya dia bilang:

"cuma foto2 gak penting gitu, pake kostum2 ga karuan, ngapain sih ribut?"

sakit hati gue.

for those yang sering ke rumah gw, pasti udah tau lah memory laptop gw hampir mbledug dan PC gw kena virus. 2TB PC di home theater? outta my reach. gw cuma boleh taro lagu disitu. jadi foto2nya gw biarin ngendon di Dante dan bokap udah janji gak akan ngapus2in. ok fine, itu mungkin salah gw yang gak langsung mindahin file ato gak punya external HD karena ga pernah sempet beli. tapi gue marahnya pas hasil karya gw dibilang GAK PENTING mentang2 gw lagi memfokuskan fotografi dibidang cosplay - yang selalu dianggap remeh sama dia. maaf deh dad, i'm not big sissie yang udah dapet Daily Deviation lebih dari sekali, i'm not big sissie yang lebih berbakat dari gw dan boleh sekolah design di UPH, i'm not big sissie yang gaulnya sama fotografer2 sekaliber darwis triadi, i'm not big sissie yang pengalaman photography & modellingnya jauuuuuhhhh daripada gw, gue cuma heiress ogah2an yang gak guna yang hobinya ngabisin duit dan ga punya bakat apa2!

nggak tuh, gw gak berantem ama bokap. gue udah ga tau mo ngomong apa lagi ama dia saking marahnya gue.

so what do you want me to do, dad? cut again? hah hah. yeah, that might be better. he never blames me when i cut.

so yeah, sampe PC baru gw bener-bener beres, GW STOP JADI KAMEKO. GUE GAK MAU HAL KAYA GINI KEJADIAN LAGI DAN NGECEWAIN ALL MY FELLOW KAMEKO & COSPLAYERS. sekali lagi, i'm terribly sorry to sola, sorah & tama.

btw, to aibuster, arigato! hari ini dapet banyak pelajaran bagus ^^

ok, gw mau mengaku dosa. berhubung udah mau lebaran sekali2 jadi anak baik deh.

ehm jadi...

sebenernya yah...

gw duduk manis dipangkuan kint karena...

beanbag yang dari dia dateng sampe pulang dia dudukin terus itu...

bekas dikencingin kucing.

*KABUR*

on sunday, gw berantem dengan seseorang gara-gara hal sepele dan miscommunication. it irritates me a little gara2 dia ngungkit2 soal sesuatu yang sensitif dengan gw dan kayaknya sebagai temen baik gw dia TAU BANGET gw ga suka dia ngungkit2 hal yang berhubungan sama itu.

on monday, homeroom teacher gw ngajak berantem. jadi temen gw ke toilet, terus nitipin laptop sama dompetnya ke gw. nah, pas kelas udah selese temen gw blom balik juga, so gw mo bawain laptop sama dompetnya sekalian. tapi sebelom gw sempet bawain, homeroom teacher gw udah keburu ngembat laptop sama dompetnya duluan, saying that "she cannot leave her stuff like that, i'm going to teach her a lesson" dan gw belom sempet ngomong apa2 si homeroom teacher itu udah bawa kabur laptop sama dompetnya...padahal di dalem laptop itu ada assignment temen gw yang fatal banget kalo ga disubmit hari itu juga! pas gw n temen gw nguber si homeroom teacher buat balikin laptop sama dompetnya, di homeroom teacher pura2 gatau dan setelah gw paksa ngaku akhirnya dia bilang "fine, i'll give it back but you have to download iTunes 8 for me first!" karena gw merasa bersalah ama temen gw, akhirnya gw ngambil langkah harakiri dengan cara nyolokin dial-up modem yang pake simcard dan harganya MAHAL BANGET (gara2 wi-fi sekolah gak bekerja) terus gw download-in iTunes 8...gatau deh ntar billnya jatohnya berapa. terus pas gw kasih USB yang udah diisi iTunes 8, si homeroom teacher itu cuma ngakak sambil bilang "nah, I don't need it" akhirnya laptop temen gw dibalikin sih, cuman tetep aja ngeselin banget. gw pengen bilang IT'S NOT FUNNY, BITCH!!!!! dan tiap kali liat mukanya gw pengen nonjok dia. APAAN SIH MAUNYA?! pokoknya gw gamau tau, bill matrix gw bengkak lagi DIA YANG BAYAR! TITIK!!!

on tuesday, guru english literature gw rupanya salah baca assessment task, so SATU KELAS HARUS NGULANG KERJAAN ESSAY!

and today, pagi hari gw disambut dengan berantem sama bokap nyokap gara2 mereka bad mood dan gw bangun rada telat, terus liat gw dan gw jadi sasaran bentak mereka deh...kenapa harus gue mulu sih?! kenapa gak sekali-sekali kakak gw gitu yang dibentak-bentak? mentang-mentang gw paling kecil di rumah ya? sori ya, mo lo dikata orangtua gw kek GUE GAK TERIMA SIAPAPUN TREAT ME LIKE SHIT, OKAY?! ya keep doing this, I'LL MAKE SURE YOU REGRET THAT YOU LET ME BORN INTO THIS WORLD, BITCHES!

mengapa assignment essay cause and effect tentang hikikomori buat term final assesment sekolah tiada kunjung selesai?

mengapa hime terus-terusan men-google tentang nero dan vergil padahal mau begimanapun juga isi novel laknat berjudul DEADLY FORTUNE itu tidak bisa diubah?

mengapa tiap kali buka browser malah nyasar ke multiply dan facebook?

mengapa hime tidak bisa berhenti makan pizza dan strawberry sundae?

mengapa aibuster itu bastard?

mengapa  akhir-akhir ini fandom hime terus-terusan dipenuhi pria muda ganteng ubanan yang seksi?

mengapa otak hime kacau?

mengapa melihat rubow crossdress membuat mata sakit?

mengapa 'dia' harus bernama BUDI?

mengapa buntut echan pendek?

MENGAPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA?????

*dihajar massa karena telah membuat orang buang-buang waktu untuk membaca pertanyaan-pertanyaan yang tidak berguna*

sekelompok anak liar yang lepas dari RS grogol...

*dihajar massa*

...

*ehem* jadi, para cosplayers dan kameko yang kebetulan menganggur di senin siang menjelang sore kemarin memutuskan untuk nonton ORPHAN bareng2 di PIM. banyak kejadian epic yang aneh bin ajaib and overall, the movie out was a blast!

here's a spiffy moment untuk reka ulang TKP:

another epic battle has begun....who shall be the winner that will have his or her name engraved in the history forever? *insert dramatic fighting song and dramatic soul calibur stage intro here* 

dan disinilah gw berdiri...di kamar gw sendiri...memegang senjata terampuh sepanjang masa...

BAYGON.

bukan, gw bukan mo bunuh diri. tapi gw lagi berperang antara hidup dan mati menghadapi massa berupa nyamuk kebon, demam berdarah dan malaria.

jadi begini awal ceritanya....

kemaren malem setelah gw gagal liat meteor shower, gw memutuskan untuk nerusin main soul calibur 4 sampe ngantuk berat, terus tidur. nah, selama gw tidur semalem itu gw gak nyenyak sama sekali karena ada nyamuk yang datengin gw mulu...sampe pagi. gw heran, kenapa sih ni nyamuk deketin gue mulu??? dan kenapa kayaknya sering banget? ga terbang2 ke lantai bawah aja apa??? 

terus gak lama kemudian, gw dibangunin sama pembantu gw...

"non, tadi malem ngebuka pintu ke kolam renang nggak?" 

"nggak, kenapa mbak?" (seriously, i didn't open it at all) 

"tadi pas saya baru masuk pintunya kebuka..." 

ASTAJIM. KUNCINYA RUSAK!!!!!

pantesan aja banyak nyamuk! 

so...gw bangun pagi dengan bermain tepuk pramuka di kasur, alias NEPOK NYAMUK! karena bete nyamuknya ga abis2, akhirnya gw sprint ke kamar mandi, cuci muka gosok gigi, dan cabut ke sekolah sambil ngegondol blazer ke mobil.

pulang-pulang, gw merasa nyamuknya makin banyak. akhirnya gw nyuruh pembantu ngambil baygon dan gw spray2 terus ke seluruh kamar. dari lantai 2 tempat kasur, gw spray ke lantai bawah...ati2 tentunya biar ga kena ke HDTV sama PS3 dan lain-lain. nggak lama kemudian, gw mengungsi ke luar buat ikut jazz yoga, dan dari HDTV gw di ujung kamar sampe pintu geser buat keluar-masuk ke lorong kaca, nyamuk mati berceceran kaya beras tumpah.

...rupanya semalem sebanyak inilah nyamuk yang menyerang kamar gw sampe nggak bisa tidur! 

right, setelah seger abis jazz yoga, masuk kamar, ambil baygon lagi, CHAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

bagi yang belom tau lagu rainbow girl, ini link lagunya http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NBnAZ9oFtwY (ada yang versi hatsune miku juga, ini yang orinya)
one day, i saw this vid of a girl singing the english version, and suddenly i got an inspiration to make the plesetan version...INSPIRED BY ALL MY MY COSPLAY-TACHI AND KAMEKO-TACHI FRIENDSSSS...(trutama garonk, bozu, aibuster...jiahahahahah)
isi liriknya memang 'nampar' huahahaha karena kan plesetan. no offense to anybody yah...this is just for jokes.

masih beta version, lirik bisa berubah sewaktu2 :P

Sanjigen Gyaru (Three-dimensional Girl)

When I first met you in an anime convention, I didn't put any interest on you

You were standing with the other kamekos, taking pictures of me cosplaying

And after some time we know each other I realized that you were kinda cute

Then suddenly I just realized that I'm in love with you

 

Gomen ne, I cannot be the girl of your dreams

I'm just a real three-dimensional girl

No  matter how hard I practice my singing all day

I cannot sing like those cute vocaloids

 

Gomen ne, I cannot be the girl of your type

I'm just a real three-dimensional girl

No matter how great I cosplay them

I cannot win over those 2-D girls

 

Even though everyone says I'm kawaii it doesn't matter

All I want is just you, telling me aishiteru

 

Since I realized that I'm in love with you, I tried to come on every conventions

Even though we just met for a flash, I'm always happy to show my cutest pose for you

When I tried to give you love signals you thought I'm just doing a fanservice

Then suddenly all the lolicons gathered at me and wants me to do it for them

 

Gomen ne, I cannot be the girl of your dreams

I'm just a real three-dimensional girl

No matter how cute and sweet I pose

Of course the plastic figures  can do better than me

 

Gomen ne, I cannot be the girl of your type

I'm just a real three-dimensional girl  

No matter how sexy my costumes are

I can't compete your dakimakura

 

Though I can tell that you don't have any interests on real girls

I'm still waiting for you, telling me aishiteru

hari ini gw bermaksud melewati hari dengan damai karena gak ada rencana apa-apa. masih enak-enakan menikmati empuknya kasur, hangatnya selimut dan dinginnya ac menerpa muka, tiba-tiba pembokat membangunkan gw untuk segera menghadap nyonya ratu. pas gw ke ruang tamu, tuan dan nyonya terlihat baru selese mandi, udah rapi siap-siap berangkat.

"ayo, kamu ikut nyontreng sekarang" 

MAMPUS.

gue baru inget...hari ini PEMILU!

so, jadilah gw bersama sesama penghuni rumah yang jarang bertatap muka pergi ke pejompongan (rumah lama gw) karena katepe keluarga gw alamatnya masih di situ. karena buru-buru pergi, gw cuma bawa dompet dan blackberry. gw sangat amat menyesal kenapa gak sempet ngambil iPod ato paling engga headsetnya doang karena kakak gw lagi PMS. dikit-dikit misuh-misuh gak jelas dan daripada gw jadi gila, gw menggangu alf dan bozu lewat YM.

pas lagi ngantre di TPS, bokap nyuruh gw untuk nyontreng SBY. gw cuma iya2in aja dan karena ini pemilu pertama gw jadi gw mo jadi warga negara yang baik ajalah...tapi gw emosi waktu petugas TPSnya SALAH NYEBUT NAMA TENGAH GUE. dari yang ndeso ala keraton jadi ndeso ala...entahlah apa. pokoknya jadi ndeso berat. bokap nyokap dan kakak gw ngakak dan giliran gw yang misuh-misuh. SIALAAAANNNN!!!!!

terus jahilnya gue kambuh.

gw ngambil spidol merah yang disediain sama TPSnya....

dan mulai berkreasi sesuka hati.

1. membuat megawati menjadi campuran antara gundam, banteng dan godzilla, lalu menulis MEGATRON BUTUT di atasnya
2. karena gw dukung SBY, gw gak apa-apain. tapi di atasnya gue tulis LANJUTGAN!!!! karena kertas gw udah nggak sah ini toh, mau diapain lagi? 
3. di pinggir2nya JK-Wiranto gw gambar hati yang banyaaaak dan gue tulis gede-gede: PASANGAN NUSANTARA = GAAAAAAAAAAY 

lalu tanpa perasaan bersalah gw lipet lagi kertasnya dan gw cemplungin di kotaknya. selesai sudah! 

lalu...musuh terbesar gue: TINTA PEMILU.

gw langsung disodorin tinta violet yang pekat itu dan gw ragu-ragu. sebelom gw nyelupin tangan gw ke tinta sial itu, gw nanya "ini ilangnya berapa hari yah?"

"3 hari, mbak" 

SIAL.

langsung gue cepet-cepet coret MENIPEDI dari agenda gue besok. TIDAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKK...........

ini beneran kejadian barusan.

masih inget video bodoh2an grup ace project dimana si bozu loncat2 autis pas main wii music di kamar gw? nah, tu video gw upload di mp pake youtube, mengingat speed video uploader mp yang minta dipanggang hidup-hidup. tadi gw buka youtube buat nyari2 amv rufusXreno dan gw liat di homepage gw ada satu comment masuk. gw buka daaan...

"this is great these children are very smart and capable of being anything they hearts desire. I am a mother of an autistic child and she is a wonderful teacher of life" 

MAMPUS GUE.

1. bozu dikira anak autis beneran lagi main wii music.
2. gue merasa bersalah banget sama tuh ibu-ibu.

sooo gw langsung edit judul dan descriptionnya, lalu gue minta maap kiri kanan ke bozu dan ke ibu2 itu. yah wajar aja sih ya tuh ibu-ibu bisa salah...soalnya di video itu kan pada ngomong bahasa indo. tapi emang bozu keliatan kaya anak autis beneran ya? O_O

so yeah, lain kali kalo mo ngejudulin video humor di youtube, harap ati-ati. jangan sampe nge-offend seseorang.