it's that time of the year again.
Monday, November 2, 2009 @ 4:47 PM
halo. Maaf ya udah jarang update (kayak ada yang baca gitu). Sorry sorry sorry sorry. *gaya Suju*

Oke emang garing.

Mmm, didn't do anything for Halloween. Kinda sat around in my house watching The Simpsons Halloween Marathon while everyone was partying. Gue sampe hafal line-nya Homer. So happy and pathetic at the same time.

Padahal gue udah beli fake blood segala. Bangkai.

Oke, hari ini berjalan sangat lambat. Gue gondok banget soalnya English journal dikumpulin sebelum jam palajarannya, dan otomatis gue ga dapet nilai. Ya emang salah gue juga sih, ngerjain di sekolah. Tapi demi apapun ya, cuma sekali itu gue ngerjain PR di sekolah, terus kayak gitu akhirnya.

Gagal.

Padahal, mengamati semua teman sekelas gue, hampir semuanya selalu ngerjain PR di sekolah, dan selalu dikumpulin dengan selamat dan tanpa kecurigaan.

That's just one of the examples of how unfair life is, peers.

Anyway, sekarang homeworks itu gila-gilaan ya. Jaman dulu sih PR cuma bikin paragraf, sekarang bikin video, ambil foto, bleh. Do you think I'm Shane Dawson or something? Pffft. This is why I don't wanna be a teacher. You'd be hated. Even I'd hate myself.

'til then, diddly-doo's.

(I don't know why I just typed that, Ned Flanders much?)


-Katy.

saya di masa depan?
Thursday, October 15, 2009 @ 5:06 PM
Akhir - akhir ini gue merasa tertinggal.

Gue nggak punya cita - cita. Gue nggak tau nanti mau jadi apa. Yang ada di pikiran gue sih, asal ga jadi gembel aja.

Dan gue nggak mau jadi guru, ngeliat kelakuan anak - anak sekelas gue yang udah kayak ayam lepas.

Beberapa hari yang lalu, gue, bokap, dan Klau ngambil mobil kita di Shangrila Hotel deket airport. Kita kesana naik taksi. Orangnya ramah banget. Gue sempet mikir mau jadi supir taksi, ngomongnya lucu, formal - formal gitu. Pasti disukain pelanggan terus jadi supir taksi internasional (apa coba).
Tapi nggak jadi, soalnya takut naik mobil sendirian malem - malem.

Lagian kalo jadi supir taksi: Mobil lo = kendaraan umum.

Kebetulan waktu jalan balik dari airport, bokap ngomongin sodara gue yang kuliah di LA.

Bokap: "Kak, kamu nanti kuliahnya di LA aja sama Tante Via."
Gue: "eh? Emang dia disana?"
Bokap: "Iya sama kakaknya, yang kawin sama bule itu loh."

Gue jadi curiga tujuan gue disuruh kuliah disitu adalah biar kawin sama bule.

Tapi intinya, gimana gue bisa kuliah jauh - jauh dari rumah kalo bikin Indomie rebus rasa ayam bawang aja gue kagak bisa? Nanti kalo gue punya pembantu disana, jangan - jangan pembantunya bule. Terus gue bangkrut bayar gajinya.

Amit - amit.

Lalu kita ngomongin jurusan kuliah. Gue sih maunya graphic design atau photography, pokoknya art related gitu. Tapi kata bokap, itu buat hobi aja. Gue disuruh jadi duta besar.

Ngelawak banget.

Gue juga suka literature, tapi aneh aja gitu. Katy. Penulis. Agak nggak nyambung.

Dan kemaren - kemaren gue nanya sama temen - temen, nanti kelas 9 mau pilih ICT (jurusan) apa. Gue mau ikut art & design. Dan mereka?

"gue sih science."

Bangke.

Sejak kapan lu pada tertarik begituan? Gue kira lu semua nggak suka. Beh. Gimana nanti kalo gue ikut art, kelasnya sendirian? Ogah.

Udahlah. Que sera sera aja ye. Hmm.


-Katy.

so unfair.
Saturday, October 3, 2009 @ 8:19 PM
hi hello, it's me again. I did try to write this on the last post but I was afraid I would bore you. Ha, actually I always bore you. .__.

Okay, so on the way back home from cirebon, I thought of being a vegetarian. No, a pescatarian. I thought hey, I could lose some fat and live healthy.

Akhirnya gue jadi pescatarian seminggu; dari Senin lalu, sampe hari ini, dan besok. Dan pendapat gue tentang vegetarians:

They're fucking tough, I'm telling ya.

Gue nahan - nahan ga makan baso, atau sate, atau ayam bakar, atau nugget dalam seminggu. I don't feel healthy. It feels like hell. *shudders*

But I did lost 2 kilos.

Mulai sekarang, gue bakal nerima diri sendiri apa adanya deh. Emang gue gendut, mau diapain. Chubby people > skinny-cheeked people.

Oh, and I will also stop trying to be tall. Seriously guys, gue pusing berenang terus. It's damaging my hair. Gue benci kapolrit.

Also, I have decided that my motto from now on should be "tall people are overrated". EAT THAT MOFOS! I am short. It's the genes (thanks mom and dad!) that made me like this.

I am concerned about people's perspectives about our heights these days. How come it's only short people that are being picked on? Real example : me. I've been called "shorty" for, let's see.. my entire life. And I'm not even the shortest one at school.

Short and chubby people are cute. Admit that. :p


-Katy.

"format mass memory?"
@ 6:50 PM
hello people. I'm back from Cirebon.

"Gimana liburan?"

'twas nice, despite the fact that I didn't get much money. Bawwww. Gue ga bakal cerita banyak tentang liburan, soalnya gue males. Ha ha. Btw, minal aidzin ya semuanya. (telat abis .__.)

Oke, jadi hari ini I decided to be a total emo douchebag. Why? Because..

Well here's the story. Tadi pagi gue inget soal hape gue yang udah uzur, umurnya 2 tahun, AND beaten up. Tak lain adalah suatu hape berbentuk kotak, namanya Nokia N81. Oke, jadi hape itu ga pernah gue charge sejak beberapa bulan yang lalu, soalnya sering ga bisa terima text message kecuali lo restart hapenya.

Akhirnya gue charge hape gue itu. Karena inbox gue nampung 1000+ SMS, gue delete semuanya soalnya itu bikin hape gue lemot. Pas lagi nge-delete, tiba - tiba gue gabisa mencet apa - apa, the screen stayed the same. Di tengah - tengah euphoria kepanikan, akhirnya gue matiin hape itu.

Abis itu gue nyalain lagi. Biasanya sih normal - normal aja, gue banting juga gapapa.

Tapi ternyata..

Semuanya. Ilang.

"fuck."

Setelah gue cek, ternyata mass memory-nya corrupted. Katanya harus di-format. Gue mau format tapi gabisa. Terus akhirnya gue delete applications gue; Ebuddy, Snaptu. Gue cek lagi memorynya. Ternyata udah bener.

Tapi. Gue. Bego. Gue malah pencet "format" lagi.

"Fuck."

Jadi sekarang semuanya ilang. I hated myself for deleting the entire content of my mass memory. D':

Hape gue punya banyak banget kenangan di dalemnya. Lagu - lagu yang gue suka dulu, video yang gue bikin sama temen - temen SD, voice recording ga jelas, sampe video - video dan foto konser MCR, A7x, dan PATD. ;__;

All gone.
Akhirnya gue ngomong ke bokap gue.

Gue: *sambil mau nangis* "pah.. memorynya ke-format."
Bokap: "salah sendiri."

JDOENG. Ga punya perasaan apa. Huhu.

Akhirnya seharian gue menyesali diri sendiri. Sedih banget rasanya. Apalagi saved messages juga ilang. D:

So long, mass memory. We had a great time together.


-Katy.

a little hi.. and bye.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009 @ 10:58 PM
hello fellow bloggers. Umm, it's 11pm now. I'm importing CDs to my itunes, currently. Sebentar lagi, habis sahur, gue berangkat mudik. Ke Cirebon dong.

And that means gue izin (oke, ada unsur bolos-nya juga) dari sekolah.

Oke, cuma itu doang.

See you all next week. Will update on twitter, most probably. Cheers.


-Katy.

gempaaa.
Sunday, September 6, 2009 @ 1:21 AM
hello, it's me again eheheh. *gets run over by an army of angry mobs*

I still wanna post! So you're gonna shut up because this, you see, is my blog.

Just kidding. You can burn this if you want, but then you would be burning your own computer! SUCK ON THAT! ..okay. Ahem.

Okeee, jadi gue mau cerita kemaren hari Rabu.

Waktu itu gue dibangunin semua orang rumah soalnya gue terlalu menghayati tidur akibat telat sahur. Sedih yah. Gue langsung buru - buru mandi, dan airnya dingin banget, kasian banget ya gue.

Penting banget.

Setelah mandi, gue berangkat sama bokap naik mobil, dan ternyata hujan. Gue suka hujan. Gue suka bau hujan, dan bunyi hujan. Anyway, pas baru sampe pasar deket rumah, macetnya ga nahan banget karena udah agak siang.

Akhirnya gue disuruh pulang sama bokap, ga usah sekolah, lagian sahurnya sedikit banget, takut pingsan. Gue telfon Khansa, bilang ke dia gue ga masuk hari itu. Okelah, gue seneng banget ga sekolah.

Sepanjang hari gue nonton Wall-E dan beberapa episode The Simpsons sambil nungguin buka. Agak sorean, gue ketiduran nonton The Simpsons.

Beberapa menit kemudian, lagi nyenyak - nyenyaknya tidur, mbak gue dateng ngebangunin, ngeguncang - guncang gue kayak ulekan. Sumpah ga nyantai abis. Dia teriak - teriak, "KAK CEPET BANGUN, GEMPA! GEMPA! CEPET! GEMPA!"

Gue sih selow aje. Dia sering kok kayak gitu. Apalagi adek gue, kalo bangunin gue pake terompet bekas tahun baru. Gue masih merem, gue usir aja.

Gue: *nada teler* "mbak apaan sih, banguninnya nanti aja ngantuk."
Mbak Yanti: *nada ngocol* "YEEEH SI KAKAK, CEPET! SEMUANYA UDAH KELUAR RUMAH, GEMPA NIH! GEMPA!"
Gue: "apadeh. yaudah yaudah." *bangun, jalan keluar rumah*

Setelah gue pulih dari mati suri selama enam menit itu, gue baru sadar. Kenapa semua orang di rumah ada di luar? Kenapa ekspresi wajah mereka amatlah tidak santai?

Mbah gue bilang, "haduh mbah takut sekali kak, tadi tuh lampu pada goyang - goyang, dikira angin, taunya gempa."

JENG JENG JEEEEENG.

Ternyata waktu itu beneran terjadi sebuah gempa bumi. Gue hampir aja mati ketiban rumah gara - gara terlalu nyantai. Langsung gue terdiam tanpa kata. Lalu balik tidur lagi di kamar.

Teman - teman. Mbak Yanti adalah seorang penyelamat. Dia seperti orang - orang di Baywatch.. Cuma lebih pendek dan bawa sapu lidi.

Waktu pada pulang sekolah, pada rame cerita ke gue gempa di sekolah. Ih, jadi iri. Kayaknya tuh ya, seru banget. Mereka lari - lari di tangga, terus dikumpulin di lapangan basket. Mereka ngomongin gempa bumi seolah - olah seperti ngomongin sweet seventeennya orang gitu. Kalo ga dateng, ketinggalan jaman.

Gue jadi nyesel ga sekolah.

Moral: Jangan bolos sekolah, mungkin saja bakal ada gempa bumi. (ga nyambung)

Okay guys, time to get some sleep. Bye motherfathers.


-Katy.

excuse me for a second.
@ 12:48 AM
hey guys. OH LOOK AT THE CLOCK. It's 12:49am and i'm awake! My parents are out of town since this morning. But they'll be back tomorrow morning, which means: boo, no freedom. Joy to the world.

Well that sentence sounds like I'm a bad daughter or something. Trust me, I AM NOT! Well maybe a bit, but I'm, yeah.. oh heck, forget it.

Anyways, just wanna post since I'm not doing anything. Abi told me to sleep early but it's Saturday night duuuuude. You should've asked me out instead of sleeping. Douchebag.

(okay i didn't mean that.)

Enough ramblings. Hmmm. Oh, and here's the thing that's been bothering me since I was like, born.

See, you guys, there's a thing that I consider very important in blogging.

Very,

very,

important.

I really enjoy blogging and all. Sometimes I lack the mood to update but other than that, I really like doing it. But sometimes I am really lazy to update because you see, there are (so-called) people that don't use that very, very important thing AT ALL. I have been blogwalking, and surprisingly, I have stumbled upon SO MANY blogs that don't use any of it.

Wanna know what's the thing?

it's called PUNCTUATION. Ever heard of it, hmm?

Yeah beeyotches, you could use some of that. Ever heard of commas? And periods? No, not THAT period. The one your teacher taught you in elementary. We use them to, I don't know.. SEPARATE YOUR WORDS TO MAKE MORE SENSE?

Ooh ooh, and this one: THE ENTER KEY! Does that ring any bells, kids? Have you realized JUST ONCE that you should've made a stinking paragraph instead of just 100 sentences without proper punctuations and spaces?

Paragraph. You write at most 4 or 5 sentences, then press the enter key. Repeat.

Because that thing you're typing.. Oh baby, no. You're making me blind, darling. Just.. please don't.

See guys, I'm writing this because I care about our future. And because I'm bored in the middle of the night, of course. But try to see my point; in the future, when you got an amazing job, do you still want to type like this:

"hello sekarang gw lg di kamar trs makan m&m's nonton dvd telfon temen sekelas gw (miss u beb!!!!!) sambil tiduran oh ya besok gw mau ke pim lochchchch tp mlsbgt pasti nyokap lama gt sm temen2nya omygod......."

and so on and so forth. You get the idea. You have seen one. If you haven't, you're kidding.

You still want to type like that? GO TO HELL. Because I am sick of that, really. I've seen enough. Now if you feel offended in any way, PLEASE DO.

Sorry. I'm being a bitch again. Sue me for being such a punc-nazi.

Hey, punc. I like punc.


-Katy.