AFF Hopes

Let me just start out by saying how proud i am of indonesia for making it this far. We made it to the finals and beat a lot of teams on the way. I am definitely proud to be an Indonesian.
I'm not a soccer freak. In fact, before this AFF, i have never ever in my 17 years of living watched a whole game. Or match. Whatever. During the first out of 2 semifinals between ind-phi i was home alone and twitter was getting pretty roused up about some soccer game, so i decided to watch since i conveniently have a television in my bedroom.
I had no idea what the hell i was watching. The only thing i payed attention to was how ruggedly handsome the phi players were, especially no.7, no.10, and the goalie. Oh yeah, the coach was smokin hot too. i wanted to take him home and rip his clothes off :9

From that moment on i was hooked.
Now dont get me wrong, I LOVE INDONESIA. phi just has hotter players :P
So because phi and their hotties got me interested in watching soccer, i am still watching aff until the grand finals on the 29th.
Last Sunday, malay-ind played in Malaysia's stadium. But the malaysian supporters did something so shameful, it made me wanna bitchslap them silly. They brought lasers and shined them towards the indonesian players. This is rather dumb, because aside from annoying the Indonesian players, it makes a bad name for malaysians. I mean, cant they win without the help of lasers? Come on now, where's the fairplay?
And you know, payback is a bitch. To all you malaysians, i dont feel bad about "HATE MALAYSIA" being a trending topic on twitter. And to make it even more hilarious, #loveindonesia is also a trending topic. Sooo, am i right? Isnt payback just a dirty little bitch?

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I can only hope that Indonesian supporters do not do anything as shameful as that this wednesday at Gelora Bung Karno for the grand finals. Because I know we can win without foulplay. Come on, Indonesia. I know we can rock the finals. Our prayers mean so much more than theirs.
GARUDA DI DADAKU, XOXO.

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Ramadhan & Senior Year

I cant believe that it's time to fast again!
Wow. It kinda gives me chills how fast time flies. I know, I know. I sound like a middle-aged woman watching her son go off to college. But, it's true. Time does fly by. Too fast.
Post ini awalnya mau gue kasih judul Ramadhan aja, tapi berhubung gue udah menjurus ke betapa cepat waktu berlalu, ya gue ganti judul deh.
Senior year. Yeah. I don't feel like a senior. Ngerti kan maksud gue? Inget ga pas baru masuk SMA, the seniors actually looked like seniors. Mereka berbadan tinggi. Yang cewek pake rok span dan banyak yang bermake-up.
Lah gue?
Badan gue badan flyer banget. Skinny & awkward. Kita dilarang pake rok span gara2 ada adek kelas yang bernama melia yang rok spannya ketat banget. Belahan sampe paha. Sampe gue takut roknya jebol, pantatnya udah mau tumpah gitu.
Anywho, kembali ke topik awal.
In months time, we will be taking exams, working our butts of to get into college. Taking yearbook pictures. Going nuts on the confusion of prom dresses.
And finally.
We'll all be off.
Di satu sisi, gue pengen banget cepet2 UN, cepet2 selesai sama semua stress yang harus dilalui di kelas 3 ini.
tapi di sisi yang lain, gue ga mau ninggalin SMA 21. Walaupun gue sering banget ngerasa ga betah karena ac yang panas. Karena ada suara bajai2 yang menggema di saat kita lagi berusaha belajar. Karena guru2 tertentu yang sering banget bikin gue ngerasa bete.
Tapi, coba deh bayangin gimana nanti kalo kita udah kuliah. Going down each of our own paths of life. Think about how much responsibility we're going to have to take on. How we have our whole futures in the palms of our own hands. There's bound to be a lot of decisions to make. Decisions to make on our own. As adults. Will we be ready? And i know, that we wont always make the right decisions. That's part of growing up, i guess. But isn't it scary when you think about all the concequences that we'll have to face?

for this weekend

i have to be able to do a pike basket toss