Here's to hoping.

So The Internet today is filled with sad believers, mourning over the separation of Chris Martin and Gwyneth Paltrow. There are theories, the touching letter, the mourners, the haters, and there is the interview Gwyn did last year:

"I asked my dad once, 'How did you and Mom stay married for 33 years?' And he said, 'Well, we never wanted to get divorced at the same time.' I think that's what happens. When two people throw in the towel at the same time, then you break up, but if one person's saying, 'Come on, we can do this,' you carry on."

Isn't it sad though that the odds lean towards people throwing the towel at the same time? And I think sometimes even if one is saying "Come on, we can do this", both still don't get to carry on.

"May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful and don't forget to make some art - write or draw or sing or live as only you can.

And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself."

- Neil Gaiman.

I've just attempted suicide by being optimistic.

"I want to fall asleep. So I don't have to remember."

I understand your sentiment, Yuna, I really do. *bury self under the covers*

Sometimes you need a friend who just listens. Some other times one who smirks knowingly and subtly lays it down for you. And the rest of the times one who tells it like it really is. Luckily I have all three.

And maybe more.

He doesn't even have to think I'm the best person in the world. That kind of devotion is overrated.

Just hang out and sex. I'll live.

Sir, yes, Samantha Sir!

"This is all we need. A couple of smokes, a cup of coffee, and a little bit of conversation. You and me and five bucks." 

-Troy, Reality Bites.

Naive.

2013 has been made out of these:

- Jogja trip

- Getting promoted

- Gigs: John Legend, Snoop Dogg, BRMC, Flight Facilities, and of course, Blur

- Beaches: Balangan, Blue Lagoon at Padang Bai, Pandawa, Blue Point

- Break up

- First elephant ride

- Alcohol
- Newfound love for going dancing

- Secret rendezvous and trying new things

- Nusa Lembongan trip

- First snorkeling

- Tattoo

- And the same old, same old, depressing last day of the year

See you in 2014.

You know what, here's to curling up in bed, under the cover, all day, and not caring if you miss out on everything that occurs out there.

this miracle is of ecstatic fright

Been here for a year and seven months and five days. Been one hell of a roller coaster ride--with exciting loops and terrifying plunges.

And it's funny--I really mean funny--how things change in the last 584 days.


Here's to more free falling.
-R.

pine for higher ceilings and bourgeois happy feelings

Hi there. Dear blog. Should I introduce myself again? Should we start over?

It's been so long, I feel awkward (like I always do, actually).


Anyway. My (previous) Managing Editor has left his post to take another offer in Jakarta. Which got me automatically promoted. Thank you, thank you *bow while waiting for the applause to die down* No? Okay.

Somebody said those words when he congratulated me, "automatically promoted", which kind of dimmed my glittery 15 minutes of fame a bit. But what the hey, right? I feel like I'm going (hopefully) somewhere. Although I must admit that from the day the previous ME told me he was resigning until the day the guy from HR officially announced my promotion, I had been busy making a to-do list--or a to-dread list, to be more accurate.

- Look for ideas everywhere, all the time
- I have to know those who matter
- Those who matter have to know me
- Get to know the contributors
- Be nice to get what I want from them
- Be firm to get what I want from them

The list goes on and on, and all the points lead to this: I have to get out of my comfort zone. And it scared the bejesus out of me.

But then yesterday, I left the list for a bit to set up my emails, files, archives and whatnot on the new computer. I can't explain it, but dealing with my old computer is a hassle. It always has a way to not do what I need it to do. Seriously. Even certified IT guys and one Mac geek failed to do something as simple as moving old email archives to the new one. BUT. After picking my own Jello-like brain and some tweaking, I managed to do it. Insignificant triumph, I know, but I feel like if I can successfully do that without whining too much and losing my head in the process, then I can get whatever mess that comes my way neatly on track.

I think I can do this.



Can I get an amen?

what would liz lemon do?

I just realized that for any question you have in this life, you can always go to Liz Lemon--the woman who wanted to have it all, and who is finally having it all--for the answer. Here are some examples.

Question (Q): Who are the worst people?

Liz Lemon's Answer (LLA): Graduate students are the worst.

Q: What's the best comfort snack food or ice cream flavor?

LLA: Chocolate. Chocolate. Chocolate. Aaaaack!

Q: What is the best response when someone asks you to go to some gig of a band you never heard of at an abandoned loft or some ruined backyard with artsy names?

LLA: Nope, hipster nonsense. I'm out.

Q: How to get out of responsibilities?

LLA: I don't really think it's fair for me to be on a jury because I can read thoughts.

Q: Which party is the best party?

LLA: There ain't no party like a Liz Lemon party, 'cos a Liz Lemon party is mandatory.

And on to the subject of how to dance, I'll let these videos teach you how.

As a bonus, here's a tip from Cerie on the appropriate response when someone is being disrespectful to you.

Cerie: Did he just talk to me like I'm ugly?

Bye, 30 Rock :)

random musing #4

What if I'm a better editor than I am a writer? Does that make sense? And then I'll be spending my future editing some on-the-rise writers' to-be-best-selling books, while I'm stuck writing short, sad stories that go nowhere during my spare time :|

random musing #3

If I (ever) be as skinny as I was in high school, I probably will sport a pixie cut.



...unless there's an important wedding coming up, and I have to wear kebaya.

Gema flew back to Jakarta this morning. Hello, empty room.

how come it's just around the bend?

Last day of 2012.

This December has been fun. Nilam and Arris were here last week. And Gema is still here. I wish they all could stay as long as I'm here. Sindro is in the capital right now. I wish I could go to the capital right now. Ped has gone back to Balikpapan. I wish I could gather them all in one place and just stay there. Among the familiar ones.

December 31 has always been emotional for me, and I can't pinpoint exactly why. Butterflies are restless. But anyway, here's to tomorrow that even Mayans couldn't predict, and to the next time I see you all again :)

exactly!

random musing #2

A friend once said that I like to point out the bad in people. That, or something in the line of that. Well in my opinion,

1. Somebody needs to point out the bad in people, just so they know when they're being mind-numbingly maudlin or anything else that's worth criticizing.
2. Believe it or not, I filter myself. The censorship council in this head is still working. And believe you me when I say, not only can I find a bad trait in everyone, I can make a long list of bad traits in each of that everyone... if I want to.

And,

Fuck it. You, you can't make up your mind to save your life. You, you are forever in denial and not fooling anyone. You, you pretend to listen when actually, you're playing with your phone. You, you're the biggest nyinyir mouth I've ever met. And the list goes on and on.

Now, point out the bad in me, and see if I haven't heard it before.

random musing #1

I think I'm in the age group where the inhabitants are too old to start making friends that will amount to anything more than fair-weather acquaintances. 

That's okay. The feeling's mutual and besides, I've secured a pack of the unconditional ones.