This sums up my year...

My girl Nashe, from Where Did All The Pecans Go?, said it best about the year 2009.

"I'm not happy inside. There. I've said it.There's always that nagging thought at the back of my head. This is fun and all, but this can't be it. I can't remember the last time I was truly happy.So much shit went down this year with only a handful of memorable happy times, it was a struggle just to keep afloat. The bad days that made it to this blog are nothing to what I never wrote about; that's how sad it is. I get my happy moments but they're what they are- just moments. I've probably been looking for happiness in all the wrong places or something and seriously, this bullshit has got to stop"

I feel bad that she's been feeling like that all these times but I can't say I have it differently. Me, her, and anyone who shares the same view about the year, should gather in a circle and drink tequila from pink sippy cups.

On a much, much lighter note, do you know I'm nominated in 20-Something Bloggers Bootleg Awards for Best Across The Pond Blogger and Best Commenter?

Well, have you voted for me? *batting eyelashes*

Late Sunday ( On Monday ) Love List #30

I just realize I haven't done this in a while. School and work really took a toll on my blogging mojo, but it doesn't mean I can't still give you summaries on things I love in the past two weeks. Here they are!

On Music :

• Music Projects. I have recorded three new songs called Down To The Sound, Chasing and Through The Wall. The last two aren't entirely finished since they're a collaboration between me and an R&B singer here, he hasn't recorded his part yet. Sadly, they're included in songs I can't leak online for my future solo album. I've leaked enough songs online, check my website to hear them. Any more songs I will record from now on will strictly stay in the studio, unless we have another promo / campaign. BOO. So far I have 3 to 5 new beats to work on too, wish me luck on that.
  

• Performing every weekend. I was performing last week in Blowfish for D'Makaveli's Coast2Coast with Lloyd along with DJ Crusador, this DMC champ from Australia. His juggling skill is insane. Sound system wasn't too good but I got the audience sing my hooks and scream my name. That's cool right? And last Friday for Christmas, I performed in Buddha Bar. ALONE. Only with a DJ ( Mali ) , who did sick scratching on the beats. I was pretty drunk but it went alright since a lot of people shouted, waved their hand, and screamed semi-dirty words per my command. The general manager of the place also gave compliment on my performance. BLUSHING HERE. I didn't blush for long because then these sexy dancers dressed in two-pieces itty bitty santa's helpers outfits dragged me for a dance. I felt guilty bringing my underage brother. He was completely wasted and got two dancers practically shoving hoohas on his face. I'm an awesome, no? Pictures?
  

Blowfish

Signaling the sound man to crank it up some more!

Girls sitting around looking harmless

Me and DJ Crusador, polishing the bottle off.

Buddha Bar

Performing with the fierce santa hat

The audience getting real excited!

Happy christmas, indeed!

Don't mind my embarrassing Miranda Kerr impersonation

Me and my brother, Danny, pre-sexy dancers lapdance.

• Getting my song in HardcoreJamz.Com Top Songs chart. HardcoreJamz is an internet online hip-hop radio with around 35.000 listeners a day. A couple weeks ago they featured my song, Got The Feeling, in their Hot New Song section and last week I found out my song made it to the Top Song List. I'm so psyched being the only Asian there, the only femcee too. I wanna keep being in the chart so if you have the time please request my song by clicking here. It only takes 2 minutes tops. Pretty please?

• More upcoming gigs. So far, I have 3 gigs waiting in January 2010. On the 10th, I will be performing with a bunch of rappers for the 2nd edition of Block Battles. On the 18th, I will hopefully perform in Buddha Bar again and on the 22nd, I'll perform in the next Coast2Coast along with Max Glazer. You guys know who that is? He's a DJ. For RIHANNA. I kid you not. I'm so excited!
  

On School :
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA.

( I did finish my thesis though. The revision, however, killed me! ).

On Other Things :

• Avatar. Best movie of the year for me. Hands down. I love everything about it and I don't mind learning to speak Na'vi. I think those aliens are SEXY. Some people complained about the plot and they didn't even do their research. James Cameron wanted the story to not be complicated because the whole effects and settings are already complicated, morons. I was almost in a trance watching the movie, wishing I was in that forest or flying on the back of humongous Toruk Makto. I know. I'm such a dork.
  

• September Issue. I've heard about the movie since last June but never really got a chance to watch it until today. I like it! The photo shoots are all so pretty and the collections, DIE. This made me wish to go to a fashion school and not law school. I can't believe Bee Shaffer, Anna Wintour's daughter, opted to study law instead. Woman! Trade?
  

• Passing 300 Blogger Followers Mark. Welcome to Insomniac Lolita, new readers. I hope you enjoy reading about my life and its randomness.
  

• Nominated in 20-Something Bloggers Bootleg Awards. For two categories : Best Commenter and Best Across The Pond Blogger. OH. MY. GOD. I'm so excited. Can you guys vote for me? Please? Please? Click here to vote and I'll adore you forever.
  

Wishing you guys a great, productive week. What are you doing on New Year's Eve?

Ho-Ho-Ho Happy Holiday!

With christmas and new year approaching, let me just start this post by saying merry christmas for you guys who celebrate it and happy holiday for everyone in general.

I know a lot of you have scattered around the globe, gather with your families, stuff your stomach with yummy foods and various types of cookies while sipping a lot of drinks that can make a lightweight like me roll around the floor then clap like a baby seal. My family doesn't celebrate christmas but even I can't help feeling festive.

And "creative".

Because while I may not be able to send each and everyone of you a personalized greeting card or a gift, I can create something else equally awesome. Or repulsive, depends how you see it.

Here they are :

Miss Claus wishes you a sexy x-mas!

While Mr.Claus is scaring little kids!

Don't tell me I never showed you anything. HAHA.

The New Victoria's Secret Angels : Andhari, Nashe, and Ejannz wish you a happy holiday!

Happy Holiday from the werewolves. AURGHHH!

HAHAHAHA

This really goes out of hand, doesn't it?

All photos courtesy of Face-in-Hole. Go make some! It's fun! Enjoy your holiday, lovelies.

I feel insecure, and not in the does-this-jeans-make-me-look-fat kinda way

So for the past 6 months, I've been really obsessed with my thesis.

Obsessed in finishing it and graduating already!!! I feel like I've stretched my time in law school enough. You remember I kept complaining about it, right? How I'm embarrassed sharing seats with my juniors and being one of the oldest ones in class. How I still managed to skip, sleep in classes and got in trouble. How I had to stay past my usual bed time ( which is already 3 am, goddamit! ) to work on essays. How I'm annoyed whenever people drag me to thesis rooms in faculty library.

I hate thesis rooms. You can't even joke a little without mean lawbots shushing you rudely from another booth. Which is why I worked on it at home, never once borrowed books from the library ( I don't even have library card! ). At the cost of blowing 400 dollars or so on related-law books. True story. Oh, the pairs of fierce ankle boots I can buy with that money *pouts*.

But then a week ago something happened. I finished the damn thing. I felt SO GOOD...

...for about three days.

Now I'm like, what's next? A lot of my peers in school have killer internships, killer jobs in the most prestigious law firms. What's next for me? I'm not technically graduated yet so applying for a permanent position there might be a bit complicated. I can maybe do an internship but I should've known none of those good law firms advertise their internship opportunities in google. I looked it up and I saw ads from some not-so-awesome law offices located in god-knows-where areas in the city.

Not that appealing at all.

Inappropriate skirt length for office but I look pretty lawyer-y here, no?

I'm so confused and in a crisis. Whenever I tell they're my friends this, they were like, "You're not jobless! You have your music and event planning gigs!" True. But I wanna do this too. I have to at least try to use my hard earned degree, right?

Unless Rocafella, Konvict, Interscope, or other serious hip-hop labels offer me a record deal to support my life entirely by doing music.

Yeah, right.

The chance of a serious international hip-hop label signing a foreign rapper, Asian woman in particular, without asking her to put on some degrading outfit and moaning "daddy" to the microphone is...slim to none?

So I guess I'll be pouting, making faces, kicking the punching bag, feeling insecure and trying to not jump from the 5th floor of a mall while applying for internships and ( soon ) legal positions in serious law firms.

Where is the damn tequila?

And since I know a lot of you are more mature and have experienced this before, how can I get rid of this I'm-a-failure feeling? Any tips will be very welcomed.

The Night I Punched Someone

I was in all sorts of bad mood this past week. Some of you may know this. I tried my best not to write anything detailed about it here because I don't wanna end up regretting it. I just need my life to be drama-less. Last Saturday was the day that I almost burst. I kept myself busy. Working on my thesis ( which I finished! All 5 Chapters! I'm a machine! ), goofing off with my friends, watching way too many DVD's. Around 7 PM, my mom asked me whether I wanted to go have dinner in Kinara. It's this Indian / Middle-Eastern restaurant in Kemang and has some of the best curry dishes in the city. I didn't know how curries can cure stress but I just went. My kid brother tagged along.

The streets in Kemang were unusually crowded and the cars moved very slowly. All of us were wondering what's up when I realized Kemang Festival is held for the weekend. I read all the announcement in Twitter and Facebook, yet I forgot. For you, non-Indonesians, Kemang Festival is this street market or street fair held in Kemang area every few months where they blocked Kemang main street and have all sorts of booths, kiosks, food stalls, music stages, and everything else in it. As you can tell, it was REALLY full. Cars and bikes couldn't move. I told my driver to park further and told my mom to just walk to the restaurant. It's exactly just outside of the festival area. The restaurants inside the area were all closed.

While we were walking past a whole bunch of people, my mom looked up to the festival and asked, "Aren't you curious to see what they sell at all? You never been, right?"

"That's because I prefer my limbs intact and my temper in control," I answered.

"Let's just check the first few booths, grumpy. We don't have to walk that far to the middle." She told me, heading for the festival. I shrugged and followed her. BAD IDEA.

I didn't know what's in the mind of the visitors. The festival was too full for you to be able to breathe and walk normally without people shoving or pushing you. And it's not like I see anything I like. Don't get me wrong. the goodies were really cheap. 2 to 4 American dollars cheap. Nothing I like. It's like something you see at ghetto markets here in Indonesia. Yes, offense. I wonder how you guys in States, Europe, Hongkong and Australia have all these street fairs with actual good products in it. I've been too a few during my vacations.

Was it just because grass is greener on the other side or last weekend's festival had the worst items in the world? Or was it just because I had a bad mood and I didn't appreciate people pushing me? Maybe, but I'm pretty sure the items were bad too. If I wanted to go look at stuff like that, I'd go to traditional markets here in Jakarta where they sell fish and vegetables right beside clothes and purses. That's how bad it is. I thought the festival would be like one of those bazaars in the malls. You know, moderate to good clothes with cute shoes and accessories. Not exactly stuff you'll wear when you go out on about in your fiercest attire, but good enough items you'll wear to a class or to a casual coffee dates with your girls. I was wrong. The festival was so much worse. Call me a total snob or whatever, it's my blog. I can write anything.

I gave my mom an annoyed look which she kindly understood. We tried to slowly walk back outside the festival entrance and headed to Kinara for real when I felt someone tugged on my bag. When I tried to adjust it, I saw this dirty looking dude with mustache on his face trying to pull it out of my shoulder. There's no doubt what his intentions were. Seedy festival attracts seedy people. Next thing I know, I snagged my bag back and punched him on the nose. Literally. Then I kicked him on the stomach. I wore this kind of shoes.He fell on his feet, covering his nose. My mom and my brother looked shock, I didn't hear what they said. A bunch of securities, even cops, and several vendor sellers gathered all around us to see what happened. To avoid more street blockage, the securities brought us to this small station they set close to the festival. Fear rushed through me because I thought they'd make me sleep in jail or something. Turned out they just questioned us, with difficulties because the street bum tried to run away every time while blood kept streaming down his nose and my mom started shouting about family connections who could get them in trouble if they dare to keep me there. Honestly, it was pretty funny, now that I think about it.

They didn't keep me there. They let me go and kept the street bum. Even through relief, my mom still yelled at me for giving her a temporary heart attack. When she calmed down though, she asked me where I learned fighting tricks. Since I made a guy's nose bleeding pretty badly. I told her it's not a fighting trick or martial arts at all.

It's the ring I happened to wear in my right hand.

This will hurt someone's nose. Guaranteed!

Can you say "Thank You, Fashion"?

And I don't want to sound like a crazy bish but punching douchebags while you happen to have an awful mood? Totally fun and make you feel better. Just saying.

TMI Thursday : Can I Get a "Chivas"?

WARNING : This post can be really disgusting for some people. I suggest you not reading it while eating or drinking unless you have high tolerance for grossness. WHADDUP!

So I've mentioned a lot that aside of being a rapper and build my music career, I'm also a part of this awesome event organizer in the city, D'Makaveli. It's also my management and we make events and parties. GREAT parties. One thing I haven't really mentioned is how all of them are men. Sure they hang with girls outside of the crew but basically beside me, it's an all-men group.

One of the guys there is O. He's also a rapper, and a really crazy and fun guy. The guys hang a lot at O's house. It's like a base camp, or a frat house where people just stay and never leave. They can sleep over for days or weeks in a row. I go there from time to time too.

So naturally with a lot of guys staying in one place, boys stuff happen. Leaving things all over the place, pillows or blankets scattered all over the room, guys not showering and smelling like sweats, trash talk consists of references on private parts, pulling pranks on each other and oh, not flushing the toilet. I wanted to pee once and saw someone hadn't flushed after he peed. As a total girly girl, I stormed off after screaming 'EWW'. According to them, it's still pretty tame. Usually 'something else' can be found floating in the toilet bowl.

But that, my lovelies, isn't the juiciest TMI part of the story.

O told me the other day that he's often annoyed because the guys polish his fridge content all the time. If you put any kind of food or drink in there, best believe they'll be gone at some point. A few weeks ago, he's really pissed because someone finished his favorite energy drink after he went home from gym and looked forward to drink it. So he thought of a brilliant payback : setting all sorts of traps in the fridge.

At first I didn't know what that mean but then another Makaveli guys, R, told me the full story.

A few weeks ago, the guys were hanging out as usual. There's this guy, let's call him Mike ( because I don't wanna get killed if he reads this ), who was thirsty. He opened the fridge and found half-empty bottle of Chivas. Score! Wanting to get some alcohol in the system, he took a few sips straight from the bottle but quickly put it down afterward.

"Dude!" He called out to R. "Why does the chivas taste really bitter, man?"

He looked at the bottle and sniffed it. "It kinda smells weird too!"

R, sensing someone's officially getting punk'd, got up and examined the bottle. He was laughing like crazy shortly after, "Mike, I think you just drank O's pee!"

"WHAT? Hell no. It can't be pee," Mike looked bewildered.

"Let's try pouring it in a glass then!" said R, wanting to prove his point.

So they poured it and there it was. Clear as a yellow-ish water. Pee-vas Regal.

I'm not taking anything out of that fridge no matter how hungry or thirsty I am, unless everyone's eating / drinking it. That's all I'm saying.

For other awesomely vomit-inducing TMI stories, check out Lilu's blog.

Preach! Preach!

Since I know a lot of you are writers ( at least a lot of you write blogs, right? ), I'm sure you know already about the power of writing. How it can bend and shape people's opinions in so many ways, affect how they see things in general. You know the drill.

So I'm sure you know even the tiniest written information can end up owning your ass.

Which is why I really don't appreciate writers who exaggerate stuff so much, it leaves out the essence of truth in their paragraphs. Don't get me wrong, I know how interesting writing needs a bit of exaggeration, especially if you write blogs, magazine articles, gossip columns, etc. But how much exaggeration is acceptable, that is the question.

I guess I never really thought a lot about this subject before, since I always enjoy reading witty and interesting pieces in websites / magazines/ newspapers. Until they're about me.

In one of my old blog posts earlier this year, I wrote about being featured and interviewed in one of the leading newspapers here in Indonesia. I was really flattered and happy at first, awesome media to promote my music. But then one of the paragraphs stated how I'm one of the best students of the best law school in the country. I loudly went, "F*CK. ME.", while I was reading it in a book store, making some people around me stared and gave me this perverted smirks also an old woman rapidly made the sign of the cross on her chest. Nice.

I'll tell you why: I do go to the best law school, I'm certainly NOT one of the best students. I NEVER SAID THAT.

I'm not stupid or anything, but I'm average and not gonna deny it. I'm not one of those lawbots who study all the time and graduate in 3 and a half years with perfect GPA's and early acceptance to the most prestigious law firms in the city. I passed the 4 year mark. School is not the only priority for me so I don't have the energy to really excel at it like that. Telling me I'm one of those kids, especially when I NEVER SAID THAT, is wrong.

This may not be a big deal to you but it's huge for me. You know how I felt then when I meet my fellow class mates or seniors? Those who clearly how I didn't even have a perfect attendance record and skipped a lot.

It's embarrassing!!!

I certainly can't find out who else have read it since it's that big. The papers were distributed everywhere. My mom's employees read it, my uncles and aunts read it, my friends in different cities read it, and oh, MY PROFESSORS AND DEANS READ IT.

And mostly these people, when they read articles about a certain person and they sense some information isn't true, they don't blame the writers. They blame the person and assume him or her giving that false information or lie to make him or her look good!!!

And to state the obvious, these knowledge on the subject remain forever. Say I read an article about Tila Tequila and spot a sentence where she appeared to be a sweet, innocent, virgin who's not out there to be a man-eater OR attention whore. I would probably go crazy from laughing too much. I wouldn't stop to think it's the mistake of the writer. I would forever directly point my finger to Tila Tequila herself for saying such travesty. "What a sick psychotic liar!" would be my reaction.

Certified Psycho, nawamsayin?

Although in most cases of Tila Tequila, she really did say those crazy stuff herself. Twitter said a lot about a person.

Anyhoo, where was I? Yeah, I don't want people to think of me like a loser who'd say anything to get attention and make herself look good. I write about this incident again now because when I went to see my thesis advisor the other day, he said, "I read an article about you in *censored*. It said you're one of our straight-A students."

I haven't felt like I wanted to shoot myself in the head so much in a while.

Moral story : Be careful of what you write. Get your facts straight, especially if it's about other people. Blah-blah. That is all.

Sunday Lovelist #29

This past week has been a mixture of ups and downs. I know I've hinted it from time to time. So many things to do and so many things happened, let's just say I'm riding an emotional roller coaster and it's harder to hold on lately.

Geez, emo much? *insert Dashboard Confessional's sappy track here*

Time to put a smile around here and remind myself of the things I love this week. Here they are, in no particular order :

1. Several exams done, two more to go
I think finals definitely wore me out the most. I'm in my final year with all my mandatory subjects ( my study specialty is Civil Law ) done but I still have several extra courses to do. Why on earth I thought taking a few international law classes for those would be good, I never know. I must had been possessed because they're super hard. International Organizations with all its different organs, conventions and agreements? Ew. But most of the tortures have passed, I think I can survive.

2. My OFFICIAL Website
As if it's not enough to brag about it in my previous post. It's not perfect but I just love it. SO MUCH. If you haven't checked it out, click here. You know it allows me to have a new ridiculous email address like iamndeesaster@ndeesaster.com? I'm not even kidding. You can register a new email there too, if you don't mind to have one with @ndeesaster.com in the end, of course. It allows me to have ANOTHER BLOG there too. Don't worry, only music related stuff there. You got the personal dish here.

3. Performing...and performing again!
Having booked for two gigs in final exam week is nothing short of stressful. But shows must go on and I have to be professional. Quick recap?

• The first gig of the week was last Thursday in Barcode for Block Battles. We had 8 artists including me performing. It's like a mini underground hip-hop show and it was AWESOME. The audience really appreciates hip-hop music. I performed 3 songs and was pretty high on adrenalines, jumping here and there. Approached the crowds from one side to another. I wasn't even drinking. Well I took a quick sip of mixed drinks but it's not really drinking if you don't finish half of the glass, trust me.
  
  
  

• Saturday night was Indonesian Hip-Hop Parade in Ocean Park, BSD. It's this really cool water park around an hour or so outside the city. I was scheduled to perform at 8 PM but it turned out I had to go on at 10. I wasn't really fit so waiting for a couple hours outdoor naturally gave me headaches. I met several people in the music biz I had personal problems with ( BEEF, in the 'lingo' ). So many tensions. But I tried to keep calm and collected and got up the stage with the talented Indo rapper, Herdi Oflo. Overall, it went pretty smooth but I didn't think it's my best performance. Which is why I don't know why people told me it was great / dope / sick or whatever, although I do appreciate them for saying that. I still think I could do A LOT better. You know the feeling of tears well up in your eyes and euphoria flows through your body? That's how I want people to feel when they watch my show. Honest.
  
  

4. Finishing Chapter 3 of Thesis
You know what it means? One more chapter of analysis to go ( plus the conclusion, etc ) before I'm done with the thing that makes me wanna shoot myself in the head the most. I hope I can finish it fast because I need to graduate. Law school scars me. Nuff said.

5. Raoul Anniversary Party
Angga, me, Ojink, and Ronny went to Raoul anniversary party last Thursday. I'm usually not big on trunk shows because you usually have to stand around under the stares of store people pressuring you to buy stuff but this one was pretty cool. They're showcasing the spring-summer 2010 collection and some pieces were actually nice. So many beautiful people around. Swedish Bar Mafia were bartending and girls were flocking around the bar with their mini dresses and 5 inches heels. I have no comments for the 3 buff, blond, Swedish bartenderboys beside they made strong cocktails. I was peachy by 8 PM. The leggy Eastern European models, as usual, remind me of my self esteem problems but the free flow of cocktails, wine, champagnes, and canapes made it okay.

6. Bandslam
DON'T LAUGH! You know I like them trashy movies and I didn't watch it when it's out in theaters a while ago. Knowing Vanessa Hudgens and Aly Michalka in the casts, I was sure this would be a waste of time when I bought the DVD. Well, I was wrong. The beginning was pretty good with the main character being a weird music geek, living inside his head but totally in love with music. He wrote to David Bowie all the time and knew a lot about rock music and its history. When he switched school, he ended up managing a band to compete in a band slam. It was pretty cool, really, until they decided a FRIGGIN POP SONG for the competition. The guy talked about The Ramones, Patti Smith's music composition, how rock music is violated in the present time and suddenly... BAM! A sappy pop love song for the competition? I screamed "DIE" like 10 times during this part of the movie but then the story got strong again. Love the ending.



7. This song :



I know, I know. It's everything bad in today's music, degrades women, disgusting lyrics, etc but I can't help it. Pitbull has done it again. That crazy pervert! I can't get it out of my head and my body wont stop moving! I know I'm saying pretty bad stuff in Spanish right now singing his lyrics and I don't even understand it. Somebody translates the song, please? WHAT? Don't tell me you don't have guilty pleasures. LISTEN, LISTEN.

What makes you happy this week? Did you have a good weekend? Do share!

Narcissistic much?

I was totally bored and in a funk last night for personal reasons that I can't really write here. So I turned my computer on, played around with my music pages and thesis a little. Next thing I know I'm a few paragraphs away to finish chapter 3 in my thesis.

Oh, and I made my own official dot-com website.

You got that right, now Ndeesaster has an official website now aside of the regular Myspace Music page, Facebook Fan Page, and Reverbnation page. How on earth did I make that, you ask? At first I thought it's gonna be super difficult, I can't even make a wordpress blog for Taylor Lautner's sake. But Reverbnation's Site Builder is actually really friendly to use for people who are clearly so backward on technology, like me.

So check out my new website here.*

It's not super good yet or anything.** I'm thinking of adding flash intro to it ( as soon as I know how to make one! ), change the background, etcetera. But so far it's pretty decent for a musician official website. I have a mini blog, forum, guest book, and everything else installed on the website so please take a look around, fill the guest book, or email me there. I don't know, you can talk about music or you can just write stuff like "I have a slamming tushie". I wont hold that against you.

And...GO!






* Pretty please with sugar and whip cream on it?
** And it has an auto-play music player. I know some of you hate it but it's an OFFICIAL MUSIC WEBSITE. A lot of artists even great ones like Atmosphere and popular ones like Lady Gaga have it auto-played too in theirs.

Water, Coffee, Chilli!

So I told you guys last week that I went to a doctor because I was awfully sick, remember? The whole week I was moping, whining, and basically unable to do anything in bed? The doctor gave me lots of antibiotics to make me good as new again. Hence this week with finals and double gigs approaching, I'm still standing and buzzing like an energizer bunny.

However, I haven't told you about several temporary restrictions my doctor made, and they are ANNOYING. Especially with my parents treating me like a child whenever I got that sick, they made sure I do everything my doctor told me to and avoid everything she told me not to.

These may sound simple for you :

• Rest more
• Sleep more
  
• Ease up on the daily exercise
• Cut back on unhealthy junk food
• Stop drinking coffee
• Stop drinking iced water
• Cut back on dry chili and chili sauce. Stopping will be preferred.
  

Naturally, cutting back on alcohol is included but you know about my strict Asian family with its strict conservative rule already stating alcohol is the root of all sins, along with pre-marital sex, any types of low cut cleavage showing clothes, and Paris Hilton.

Anyhoo, where was I?

Okay, those restrictions may sound simple but not practical at all to me.

First, define enough rest and sleep. There are a lot of times I can't purposely make myself fall asleep unless I pop something. And all these stories of people popping sleeping pills then never wake up is just too scary to me so I wont use that method. I find myself fall asleep the easiest in class but I can't have my professors in my room every night. They don't look anything remotely near Taylor Lautner.

I can ease up on daily exercises. Lord knows my only secret to a long cardio session on the elliptical trainer is because I read your blogs using my phone while pedaling my booty off.

As for unhealthy junk food, a serving of french fries a day will always make me happy but I guess I can compromise on that.

But NO COFFEE? ICED WATER? CHILI / CHILI SAUCE?

I'm sorry, asking me to not drink coffee at all will make me mad. I know it's just temporary for my gastric problems but I usually drink 3 a day. It's hard. And why would she throw iced water into the mix? Sure it's possible for me to have sinus infection due to a lot of flu that may be caused by consumptions of cold water, but SERIOUSLY? You're talking to someone who drinks like a fish and carry a bottle or two of water everywhere and it's always cold. I get thirsty a lot. I have no idea thirst can be curbed by water in average temperature.

I wanna scream.

Don't get me started on how upset I am because I can't have chili in any form these days.

For you Non-Indonesians / Non-Asians, chili sauce for us here is definitely NOT like your kind of tabasco or barbecue sauce. The last time I went to States, I asked for chili sauce and they gave me tabasco and I wanted to slam the bottle down. No, no, tabasco is NOT SPICY. AT ALL.

This is pretty spicy! Better than tabasco or regular ketchup!

This is home-made and spicier, which I love!

Awesome, right?

I'm a major, major fan of spicy food. If you think Mexican food is spicy, they're not even NEAR the spicy level for us here in Indonesia. You wanna know how my cook here made home-made chili sauce for us?

She grabbed 5 to 6 capsicum chili above and smushed it with a bit of water and teensy bit of salt. And I eat it just like that with fried tofus or a cucumber. That's how we Indos do it. Loud and proud. You guys should try.

Does anyone have annoying doctor orders as well that you wanna share?

Sunday Love List #28

Happy Sunday, gorgeous peeps! What's everyone up to? I'm currently taking a break from assignment making ( while procrastinating / watching last season of America's Next Top Model ) and I MISS YOU GUYS. I seem to update here less these days but it's not because I want to, I just have so much on my plate and my sickness has beaten me down.

So let's cheer the mood a bit, shall we? Here are the things I love from the previous week ( I miss saying that! ) :

1. Recovering!
Yes, I've been feeling so much better starting Thursday night when I braced myself to finally go see a doctor and get my blood sample and everything taken. Turns out I'm THIS CLOSE to paratyphoid and even a hint of possibility for sinus infection( Where did it come from? Random! ). All I know was feeling miserable for days with on and off fever, constant flu, cold sweats, headache, sore throat, neck pain and a little stab on my stomach. That's a lot, right? On the last few days my face felt hurt too and that's when I stormed off to the doc. She gave me a shizload of antibiotics and two days later, I'm good as new. Well, mild flu and weird voice are still around but at least I don't have to worry on collapsing every single time. Antibiotics, FTW!

2. Last week of school
No more napping in class and threatening juniors to forge my signature in absent sheets. Don't get too happy yet, though! The upcoming week is filled with finals. Yikes. I apologize right now for grumpiness that may ensue in the following days, okay? My period is starting too so double trouble for anyone who pisses me off, telling me I have pimples / messy hair, commenting on my clothes, or dissing Twilight Saga / Vampire Diaries / Any hot modern vampires I, along with 10000000000 tweens across the globe, love. No kidding. Will. Cut. You. Try me.

3. My upcoming gigs
Gotta love everyone's holiday spirit these days since D'Makaveli in general, and me in particular, are booked for a bunch of events this month. Let's see :

• Thursday, December 10th 2009. We're throwing an event packed with live performances called Block Battles in Barcode. It's not our usual club night for sure. Aside of D'Makaveli's artists like me and Ojink, several other artists are also going to perform with us. I'm looking forward to it, although it means I have to carry my giant thick law book with me since I have an exam the following morning. Tricky! Multi-tasking is in order.

• Saturday, December 12th 2009. I'm booked for an event called Indonesian Hip-Hop Parade 2009 in Ocean Park - BSD, 30-40 minutes out of town if you drive in highway with moderately speed cars. I'm excited because I've never performed in a gigantic water park before. And it's sort of like a Woodstock-for-hip-hop type of event so there will be many other performers too with massive audiences. I can't wait to watch other local artists.
  

• Friday, December 18th 2009. D'Makaveli's annual Coast2Coast party in Blowfish. For this month's gimmick, we're bringing a well-known DJ from Australia, DJ Crusador. Apparently the man has won lots of championships and is really skilled. You know what it means? I can't make a fool of myself while performing that night. I'm racking my brain for bringing something really fierce to the stage.
  

• Friday, December 25th 2009. Christmas event at Buddha Bar. We're throwing a tropical christmas party and you can damn bet I will wear a santa hat or raindeer headband while performing.

Not too shabby, yes? If anyone of you out there promoters, event planners, TV/Magazine/Radio people reading this and are interested in booking me ( because I'm crazy on stage! Honest! ), shoot an email to andharisidharta@live.com and I'll get you in touch with my manager.

4. Fanfan's sister wedding reception

I went to my best friend Fanfan's sister reception with Angga last night at Ritz Carlton - Pacific Place and it was great. First, I got to see the boyish girl wearing a really girly and frilly long pink dress. As if the laughter wasn't enough for me to call it a good night, I spent the evening mingling and talking with a bunch of amazing people while enjoying scrumptious desserts. Everyone's looking pretty, see?

Sorry for blackberry-taken blurry pics. I broke my digicam. Again.

We're going to Blowfish by the end of the night because D'Makaveli's DJ Twist was spinning. I had my post-sickness drinks of Malibu Pineapple and Vodka Cranberry. Nice.

5. Nuria's Little Kitchen
Check it out! One of my best friends, Rya, finally has a blog. Not just a blog, a cooking and baking blog featuring all of her mouth-watering creations. The girl is my best friend since junior high and I'm so proud of her achievements right now, doing what she love : being a dessert chef and owning a restaurant ( Jakarta residents, have you tried Ai Chan? The sushi rolls and desserts are to-die-for. I'm not even kidding! ) .

6. Ella Simms

She's one of my few favorite female characters in television these days. I love Melrose Place ( Yeah, I admit it loud and proud! ) and I adore her bossy, manipulative, but oh-so-stylish character. It's funny because I feel just okay to Katie Cassidy but when I watch Melrose Place and see her play Ella? I squeal! My friends mocked me and told me I only like her because she's smart, bitchy, and able to dress well but I like to think NOT!

Well maybe they're right...



Can you blame me? Look at her : sleek, sophisticated, sassy and sexy without showing too much skin. That's the kind of woman I aspire to be someday, once I'm set free from all these horrible daily college clothes of shirts and jeans. Even now I try not to dress so much in shirts and jeans. Pick one or cover them with something fabulous ( like jacket / scarves ) while you wear them together, is one of my dressing rules. Stock a dress or two, jackets, good pants, dressy tops, and heels in the car at all times, is another rule to live by.

Did you have a good week? What did you do this weekend? Update me!