and with heart-shaped bruises, and late-night kisses, divine

Two weeks ago, on the long weekend, I went on a trip to Batu Karas with geng ngong. That's Pedhe, Bangun, Ebonk, fyi. It started out roughly. I mean really rough. What with a dog being hurt, Ped's car being dented here and there, and the ghostly, eerie aura along the way that got us lost. We spent 12 hours from Jakarta to Batu Karas. That's... that's just wrong. The cherry on top? The hotel we were supposed to stay in, was replaced by this ruin caused by the tsunami. All the decent hotels were fully booked.

However, as time went by, things started to look up again. We got a better hotel, with the nicest service (hello, Mbak Itaa! *never mind the intern joke, here*). We had the time of our lives, just lazing and lounging around here and there. The best part for me had to be the mushroom trip. CRAZY. It was a lovechild of Alice's wonderland with Tinkerbell and her pixie dusts on kaleidoscope. I got more than what I bargained for. Yaiyalah ya, what I bargained for was a cheap crap. Hahah.

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About 12 hours after I got back from Batu Karas, I noticed that there's something in my right eye. A red spot. It looked like when you have a piece of chili stuck on your teeth. I tried to brush it off, but nothing happened. So then I realized, it wasn't a piece of chili at all obviously. It was blood. IN my eye.

I felt like fainting right there and then.

Anyway, I had it checked. And the doctor said it was nothing fatal. It was actually pretty common... for someone who just did bungee jumping, just delivered a baby, has a chronic non-stop coughing, or has constipation. None of those fit me at that moment. Weird.

For a while, I couldn't wear my contact lenses. So, tadaaa, I had to walk around with these big, thick glasses. Here's what I looked like:





I made looking dorky work, didn't I? =D

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On to lately. I have a terrible, yet exciting secret. You know how people always want to make their dreams come true? Well, now let me ask you, how do you make your dream stay... well, a dream? What would you do if it starts to crawl out of your head and into your skin, and feels too real to handle?

Hahah. Visualizing Freddy Krueger, aren't you?

Well, this is more like, Peter Pan. Sneaking out in the middle of the night, going "second to the right and straight on til morning", and on to Neverland. Nice, but still... If Wendy has to go home, I have to wake up.

But anyway. On the bright side, I've beaten Ms. Jossie G. by a year or so! Yeah!!! Shout out to fellow geeks everywhere! Dorks rock! xD

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I've been reckless, aren't I? Mushroom-tripping, Peter Pan toying... Well, apparently my boss doesn't think so. Because she chose me to do this spy job. Hahaha. "Spy job", I made that sound cooler than it really is. Point is, I think it's pretty important. Sure beats my current job at the Stationery Station (again, never mind the intern joke).

Anyway. I'm dead scared, because I will be sent to a place where people still carry traditional weaponry, and tribal wars and alcohol-induced crimes are prime-time TV. But I'm also excited about this. So, please, please, please, pray for my safety sometime around next month, okay? Good.