Missing Winter

I've since come to realize that I'm only finding time like once a month to visit my space. I neither have the time nor the energy to rant the rest of the time. A crazy workload coupled with reporting to a bitch who always wants to win without knowing how to say no or having a plan to be constantly on the top is taxing by itself, but it is still better than reporting to a ball-ess prick like in my previous job.

Reporting to a bitch aside, the weather is driving me crazy as well. It's just so fucking warm. And to make things worse, the traffic which is so constipated almost daily is just a driver to the point of insanity. Hiding away in an air-conditioned room all day isn't much help as the heat and the glare from the windows still make know of its presence. 

I've got a dinner invite tonight, but the thought of going out in such weather is just bringing shivers to my spine. I'm just feeling so lazy to even go for my evening jog under this crazy weather though there would be much retreat to the eyes.

Maybe I should just plan for this 14th as he is coming down then because he wants to spend Valentines day together. It's quite a task for someone like me to think of anything as I don't normally heed for such days brushing them off as overly commercialized. 

Time for a dip in the pool and decide if I should talk him out though I want him around or think of something. Please there be a pool boy....

Dry Spell

It's been a while since I've been able to constantly rant over here. Though I have many things that run through my head during the day to bitch about, but by the time its the end of it, I'm just too tired to turn on the laptop and rant my way through. At times, the thought just disappears, somewhere in the noodles.

Since I've been not very well off late and with the exams pressure, I somehow seem to have more time to dispose online and have been reading some of the blogs and forums that I follow, or rather used to follow. Its quite nice to see that how things have unveil for some while others still continue scrambling for answers. Then there are those who continue being who they are - hot air pockets, and a few snipers along the dotted boundary.

I on the other hand, have nothing in my mind these few days to rant about as nothing much has been happening around me, other than being constantly drugged up hoping to recover at the soonest. I hope that it'll all be gone soon as my last paper is in a couple of days and I can get back to my feet. 

Do like to get out and get him a little something for when I meet him later this month as I did not manage to get him anything either for Christmas.

Last night he told me that the personal trainer at his gym approached him and ask him to train under him for body toning. i'm not too sure what was the expected reaction from him telling me this, but I just told him to go for it; better if he could flirt with the trainer to get some free sessions instead. Not too sure what impression has been cast upon, but he told me the trainer is not his type. Hmmm.... damn the meds that's making me think stupid now.

Anyways, until I get my noodles shocked to ramble, I shall just take some time for an afternoon nap. The weather is just so freaking crazy hot. F!

Bumpy Start

Christmas was good as, what someone referred him to as: Indo Food, was in town. However, I've not been well since he left and my sinus problem is only getting worse by day. It's been almost two weeks now that I'm under the weather and there are no signs of significant progress. And, to be honest, i'm sick of popping pills.

The year did not begin on a good note for me; I don't like being unwell and for such extended time isn't any good. I've been pretty much at home - know how does it feel to be under house arrest. Though I've not been working for some many days now, there is nothing much that I've been doing since all the medication is pretty much making me sleep all day - sucks.

I had a paper yesterday and I could not do it as my brains still fuzzy from all the medication and I feel like a wasted opportunity since it was a rather simple paper. The fact that I didn't study at all for it is not a depressing as opposed to the fact I could not concentrate for the paper. I should have listen to my doctor instead and gotten myself admitted and to only re-sit for this paper at a later date. It does now seem like a good idea for the remaining two papers this Monday and Tuesday. Maybe I should just pull myself together and go out for a bit, that ought to make me better, hopefully. I might just go for my usual evening jog later which has been neglected for almost three months now. I do see the ugly dent surrounding the tummy area :(

Speedy recovery is much warranted as I want to spend some days with him in Jakarta later this month. All the flying last year has gotten me enough point to redeem for free flights. Woohoo!

On a totally different note, there are a few emails from some anonymous  readers who have been asking for pictures as apparently I'm very secretive with who I am. The main purpose of this ranting space is for me to speak my mind out freely without bothering about taking care of anyone's feeling. The best way to do is by being unknown. However, for those who want to know how do him and I look together, this picture is for you. 

Opposites do attract. I'd say we're two different individuals who just happen to like each other. 

Countdown

One more week - it's my final countdown. Nope, I'm not counting down for Christmas. I can't wait to fetch my boy from the airport on Saturday when he arrives. Although it is going to be a very short trip, but I'm so looking forward to it. It's like the first time I'm looking forward for Christmas and feel like I've done nothing to prepare. And yes indeed, I've done nothing. 

Technically, I have six more days before he reaches, but five of it will be spent working. With classes three nights of the week and spending the other two completing my last assignment, I'll be left  with only Saturday morning to clean up my place, do all the required shopping and be on time to fetch him from the airport - something almost everyone knows that I don't handle very well. But since it's an evening flight, i hope it isn't as bad.

I've to go back to completing my assignment now. The due is tomorrow and my group members have done squat. Been working on it all weekend just watching the hours pass by from sunrise to sunset and the same cycle again. The fucktards did not do anything and I've been doing all the work. I hope to have it completed soon as I've got a meeting early tomorrow morning. Time freeze please!

Ticking Clock

I was once told to ask the person who merely cheated death in an accident the value of one second; it never got to me to fully understand that off recent. 

Nope, I did not get involved in any accident; I knocked into a fucking bitch who though that her cunt dilated half-way turning out of a junction. My poor Suzi suffered from a broken number plate, but the bitches Altis made me burn a hole with a broken and fallen bumper. I was not even having my foot on the accelerator when the knock happened. So much for Toyota fan boys; you are being ripped off your money with shoddy built cars. Anyways, that's a whole different story.

I've been back for three weeks now, and that means we've not met since. Though the chats are constant and the calls are periodical, it is still not the same as being with the person. For someone who has been in long distance relationships, it is still impacting me a lot with him is due to the fact that he is going through a rough patch. 

The boy fucked things up a while ago and is now paying the heavy price tag for his mistakes. In addition, he is employed by another cunt, they always have to ruin our day, who is pretty much a slave driver. I'm very sure he'll never let me get close to the bitch whenever I'm in town. He is also stressed out about his scholarship application as he wants it badly.

He is coming in a couple of weeks and will be here for Christmas. That is making me look forward so much to him coming over that is making me feel every second pass by. Somehow, knowing the fact that he is coming just after my semester ends is making me deal with assignment dead lines better as they now somehow appear as an obstacle between me and him - I'm letting my mind fuck me once more.

The crappy part about this whole setup and false excitement of him coming down is I'll need to deal with my finals in just a week after he's back to Indonesia.

I've yet to do my Christmas shopping and I highly doubt the tree would be going up as well this year though I have a better reason to do so this time around. I for one, just don't have enough time to shop for a tree or gifts. Noticed there are two in the office, maybe I should just bring one home. I'm currently thinking if I should hop on a flight to Singapore next weekend and pick up a scarf from Massimo Dutti, though it would call for some major scolding from him for wasting money.

I still have two more assignments to complete and clean up the house which has morphed into a pigs sty before he comes. 

A tree going up would require a Christmas miracle to happen and gifts shopping is leaving me clueless. Whatever it is or however much work I have, I still feel the clock tick with every second that I'm not with him though I don't have enough time to get everything done before he comes. 

Contradicting?  Not a chance..go seek the value of a second

Indo Loves Mie

So here I am just spending time in my hotel room overlooking the slumps of Jakarta doing particularly nothing important other than still deciding what to wear this evening for his performance. 

It's a little crazy thinking how often I'm coming here until the stupid immigration officer gave me a stupid look and a tough time at the airport the other day. He had to irritate me further after flying for two stupid hours with Malaysian Airlines.

how long are you here for?

one week

why?

break

show me your return ticket

i only have an electronic ticket, no printed copy

you need to show me your ticket else i can't stamp your passport

really? don't stamp it then, just ask your officer to talk to me

where would you be staying?

jakarta

where?

hotel

which one?

sparks

why are you here?

my boyfriend lives here, so i'm here to be with him. is that a problem?

I get the look; gave him the dirty look and got passport stamped with a 'welcome to Jakarta, enjoy your stay'. Like what the fuck for waste my time? If I want to reside illegally, I'd choose a country with a higher GDP.

Time to get ready and go watch him in action. For those who are close, they know who he is and what I went through. There were lots of ups and downs along the way, but it was worth every while, I hope.

Tonight is going to be another night of fun and enjoying loads of good food. I miss him already...

Time Management

It's been a long time since I found the time to get onto my blog; there is so much to rant about with all the many things that happened along the way. However, prioritizing what is much more important and requires more attention has caused a gap in between me and my ranting avenue.

Juggling work, three subjects this semester and a whole lot of other activities of which sadly non relates to personal entertainment barely gives me time to log onto the internet at the end of the day to do my own stuff. By the time I'm done for the day, I'm just so exhausted that all I want to do is sleep and not wake for a long time.

The time challenge is making me rethink of my stand of pr-planned rants. Maybe it is a good idea to just sit down and rant out everything that is in my head when I have that extra little time and save it for future postings. 

Anyways, I should go back to studying for my test later this evening as I have much more to complete and I don't really know what I'm doing. The mind is somewhere else right now and I was dropped a bomb last night just before i went to bed at almost four in the morning and it make me think even more.

It's a good thing that I'm off next weekend for a short getaway, but the timing now somehow doesn't feel all that good as I've got so much more to do and I have so many deadlines to meet once I'm back. Worse, I've got another test on the Monday that I'll be back. Looks like the getaway will be warranting for my books to be travelling with me. 

Part of me wants to cancel the trip, but another part wants to go to clear out things that is pending to be sorted.

The one thing I should knock into my skull is that playing with fire will eventually get me hurt. Burnt a couple of times, but still going for it. 

Daredevil - Not!

Idiot - More like it.

Time to get back to the books...