life

I was in Jakarta again last weekend (Fri 1 – Sat 2) to look at this apartment and to visit Vie. The apartment didn’t quite work out, but Vie did. So we decided to give us a try and see how things work. I guess this means that I’m officially off the market again, for a long while I hope. It’s tough knowing that she’s only 2-3 hours away but I still can’t see her whenever I want. I guess having a girlfriend comes with a bunch of other things in the package, like wanting her and feeling incomplete without her, but the wait between the weeks is what creates the thrill and I’m interested to see how we will endure that.

She gives me inspiration so it’s time to start working again and take my empire to the next level.

First off, I have no fucking clue what the hell I’m doing here.. this is kinda weird, considering I’ve told myself a lot of times that I would never write a blog? WTF?

So, how to start.. Hi everyone, I’m Selvie, and this is my first time ever landing in a bloggy land? you think that’s lame? well suck it up and deal with it.

Few quick facts about me… I’m moody (ask Jerm, he knows better), I’m quiet in person (that’s what he thinks though), I’m stubborn (love to fight over bills.. can’t believe you broke that glass, Jerm), I’m sarcastic but I’m honest.. I don’t beat around the bush and I think intelligence is sexy. I can’t stand stupidity, I guess educated people dont socialize with morons.. and yes, I can be a big time bitch, but I’ve always believed that behind every bitch, there’s always people who made her that way.

Random stuff? humm.. I love hands (lol.. there’s something about guy’s hands.. and that’s the reason why I love holding hands), I prefer boxers to briefs, I think lipring is extremely hot, I’m addicted to eyeliner and lipgloss, I love tattoos.. cant wait to get my 3rd.. now that’s what I call pleasurable pain … hmm what else.. goth girls/guys are sexy.. I had a crush on this goth girl once and I guess she did too, but things didn’t work out.. maybe because I finally realize I’m so fucking straight! haha.. which is why I’m still fantasizing my darling Ville Valo.. that guy’s hot!

Alrighty, that’s all you can get for now… so, later lamers!

This whole having a life crap didn’t come in a nice wrapped package. There’s been hard work (mental work) involved and I’m still getting used to it. I went to Jakarta last weekend to check out some options (new living arrangements). I went with Dee and we visited Fred first. He was playing Futsal at this brand new gym and the artificial grass was sweeter than artificial sex dolls. LOL. The moment I stepped into the field my feet were in a whole other world. Then we had some Indian Tandoori meal (supper) and it was great. Fred didn’t want to go clubbing that night so we left and met up with Mia and IeN at X-Lounge. IeN told me I kissed this girl and put ice in her ass but I didn’t remember much. We crashed at Steve’s place and woke up late the next morning with a bad hangover. Then the best part of Jakarta happened. We went to Plaza Semanggi to meet up with Selvie. I met her on MySpace back when I was in Malaysia and she turns out to be hotter than she was on MySpace. I love her nails, her dark make-up, her feet, her smile, and everything that comes with her. I met her friends too and they were great. So great that I didn’t want to leave Jakarta the following day. What I figured out about Jakarta (what I’ve been missing out for the last decade) is that people there are much more open minded than Bandung people (fucking losers). So I’m looking at my options now and pondering whether I should move my ass there for the next semester or two. Selvie sure made one hell of an impression in me and it’s crazy how two days with her changed the course of my entire life towards something more “real”. But then again it could simply be the pollution, or the alcohol residue in my blood. Who knows? I sure like to find out.

How were your weekends, folks?

I think I finally have an idea of what my problem is. I hate it here and I’ve been putting my life on hold for too long. Well, figuring that out, I decided I still hate it here but I no longer have to put my life on hold just because of that. I can still have a life, and channel that hatred to fuel my life, my work and my passions. I know it sounds like a silly epiphany but I think that might be the key to the beginning of my happiness. I guess it shouldn’t matter where I am I should try to be happy just for the sake of being happy. It’s better to spread happiness than misery, and I’ve been guilty all these years. Ok I admit this won’t happen overnight but there was another death today (Cin’s grandpa) so I thought it’s best that I live my life to the fullest regardless of where I am. Cuz before you know it *poof* you’re just a ghost!

I should work on a weekly schedule again. And I won’t let my bad knee hold me back. I’ll play ball again and try to be careful. Hell who knows if I’m happy again I might come up with a million dollar business idea that can eventually get me out of here for good.

Good night everyone.