The Sad Hair, The Sad Hair Owner, The Money Goes

Oh hair! Oh hair!

What a bad hair day

What a bad hair day…


 Oh hair! Oh hair!

You loss and fall 

to the floor, on the pillow 

There you go


Hair to color

Hair to cut

Hair to pull

in girl’s fight



You are frustrating

and dumb-ing


Hair oh hair

My money goes

Goodbye to lunch

and new shoes


To you hair

frustrates me 

when the wind blows

because hairspray is not me


Get glossy and soft

Not dry and split-ends

and now, I roll my eyes at you

though I just waste money on you


It’s frustrating indeed. Hair




Put a Break

Watching every steps in life I take

Watching every steps in life I take

Sometimes, when I wake up in the morning, I get this feeling that something is not done yet or I get this feeling that something bad is coming. There’s a lot going on and I’m too busy to noticed that I’m missing out on things that I should enjoy. When I started my study, I always thought of graduating with flying colors – the dean’s list and all. And I always dreamed of being a professional engineer. Now, I just dream of having a life that I knew I fully enjoyed and not missing any beautiful things in life.

Last week, I was scheduled for an appointment at the hospital. If ever there’s a moment that I could say frightened me the most, the appointment day is the moment. I went there with Russ around 3 p.m. and the hospital, being as usual, was bustling with people. Hospital always make me nervous and that day is worst. I was diagnosed with thyroid problem mid of 2013 and constantly met with doctors since then. My thyroid problem is a hyperthyroidism. Hyperthyroidism is the opposite of hypothyroidism, where the patient is experiencing an overactive thyroid that the thyroid gland produces too much of thyroid hormone. The symptoms are difficulty in concentrating, sleep problems, heat intolerance, weight loss and nervousness. I do get nervous a lot and even a slight tremor with my hands. I get sweaty palms and feel anxious about everything.

The day of the appointment was during the study week – week before final exam start – and I was so busy completing my assignments and coursework that I was so tired that I almost decide not to go. A lot happened that day and by the time my number are called to meet with the doctor on duty, I was so nervous. Two weeks before the appointment, I was scheduled for a biopsy. A nurse in a FNAC (Fine Needle Aspiration Cytology) room used a syringe to get a sample of fluid from the swelling in my neck. That was scary and quite painful. This recent appointment was to get my biopsy and it was hell more scary than the needle.

It was either my thyroid is CANCEROUS or not.

I was preparing for the worst and just trying to composed myself from feeling so nervous I hardly can breathe right. Everything around me was a blur for a moment and I just waited for the doctor to tell me the result. Is it bad? Is it good? It’s suffocating to wait and scared me more than anything in my entire life. It was the longest 10 minutes of my life. My life has so much going on I know I missed a lot of the fun and a lot of things that I didn’t appreciate and that minutes that passed, I was thinking of all the things that I missed out and how much time have I wasted not enjoying beautiful moments.

The appointment was a good feedback.

The doctor, she was very calmed. I supposed telling a patient her test result is too ordinary, it doesn’t matter if it’s cancerous or not. Maybe I’m just too nervous but what can I do? Nervousness is one of the symptoms and it sure is not a great waiting to know if you have a thyroid cancer or not. I guess every doctor is trained well enough that it’s very calm of them to tell what it is.

I was glad that it wasn’t cancer and I’m still rejoicing that fact. Thyroid cancer is not a critical cancer but still, it is cancer. I was thinking to myself that if mine was not a critical cancer and I’m pretty much a nervous-wreck waiting for the result, I wonder of how anyone with a critical type of cancer prevail? Mine is as much nightmare I could take. I’m only in my early 20′s and my whole life flashes before me as I waited for the result. My nightmare stopped when the doctor said it wasn’t cancerous and I can’t even imagined how it was for others who have it.

Life is so unexpected.

If there was a changed that I felt after the appointment, it was the moment that I realized how much I didn’t appreciate what I have in life. How much I let everything passed by without enjoying the moment, without knowing the importance and without realization that maybe someday I wouldn’t have the chance to have that moment again. I’m in a rush without reasons in life and now I’m putting a break at a certain point in life and just enjoy the episodes of life.



Feeling Sexy Through Words


Hallo! :)

Here’s the catch, I’ve felt so sexy lately (I’ve always feel sexy though, this just mean an extra sexy. :P). This current semester, it is a requirement to take one foreign language class for our credits. I’ve always want to learn foreign language so this chance for me is like throwing a stick for dog to catch. Know what I mean? :D I’m ecstatic, really. We were given a choice, either a Mandarin or German course.


sexy sherpa pin up

Feeling sexy?                                                               sexy sherpa pin up (Photo credit: risayv)

I had somewhat thought I should take Mandarin since most vacancy in papers recently always requiring applicants who can speak Mandarin (kinda annoyed me). But then, I kept thinking that I should take German since there aren’t many in my place who can speak German. Plus, Mandarin seems common and I think it’ll bored me (it’s the same as in I don’t like this band that I used to love because they’ve gone mainstream and lost their well, coolness. Heh…) Mandarin is very beneficial though and maybe I take a class someday, just another thing that I might want to add in my résumé. Anyway, after a lot of scrutinizing and pondering and rolling-in-bed-thinking, I took German class. :) :) Glad I did.




Well, it is known that German is highly developed in engineering. Their knowledge and technologies are sought after because well, they are just so good in almost all engineering field (that’s what I’ve heard but I don’t know facts though). Since I’m in an engineering course, it makes sense that German is one of the elective foreign language course. Quite a lot of my lecturers can speak and write in German (most done their masters in German) and I might have a shot in doing the same too, assuming I can survive my current course. :P *Try my best, I do!*




Learning Germany is tough, I give you that. It seems easy but it’s not (learning never easy anyway). My first German class was absolutely great. My lecturer is awesome and funny so that’s make my class easier catch with the absentees of stress that always looming over me in other class, mainly Calculus (me and maths is like water and oil, I wonder how I can keep up with maths all my entire study life. It’s a magic.) Anyway, GERMAN CLASS MAKES ME FEEL SEXY. :P I don’t mind if you laugh to this cause I find it pretty funny too.


It’s not the lecturer or the students in the class that gives me the feeling of sexy. Nope. No eye-candy in the class that can overwhelmed me (One guy maybe). The language alone do that. I don’t mean this in a weird way though. :P I find foreign language, especially European tongue, very appealing. With all the accents too! I find French language very sexy and I don’t why (and most of my friends thought the same too). The rhythm and the way it sounded brings out a vibe of sexiness to the person. They seems sexy all the sudden!


German language pretty much gives out the same vibe but not so much as the French. German language really makes me feel kinda sexy in a way. Uttering words that sounded deep from your throat (kinda throaty pronunciation) and the way it sounded mysteriously, I may have unconsciously tucked my hair or swept my hair to the sides for added side effects.


More logically, foreign language seems to add to the score of attractiveness and sexiness because there not a lot around who know the language. It seems appealing to others and I know that. Plus, it makes me feel like a pretty brainiac. Got the looks (I feel pretty though not so pretty to some :P) and the brain; it’s a double shot. I can, picture this situation, go to a fancy bar, wear a killer dress and with a fabulous hair, approached a handsome suit-up gentleman and maybe talk in German (just for some added point). Hurmmmm… seems commercial. I would never do that though. :P Just saying.

Sexy Space Suit 1

Maybe space suit makes me feel sexy. I mean who else got space suit, right? :) Sexy Space Suit 1 (Photo credit: Vince_Lamb)

Anyway, German is sexy. I should say the German people sexy too though I never met one but hey, anyone that talk in German and French, they are sexy. You score sexiness point! Yay! :D :D


**I found these awesome guys who sang hit English songs in Deutsch and they are awesome. Pretty much sexy too, gotta give them points in that. :) They sound great too. Worth a check and definitely my swing to learn more of German. Sing I am to German…!


This is absolutely just-write-no-points post. Lalalala…! Off I am in my dream to Berlin. :)


The awesome Germany: