Merry Christmas!!!

Merry Christmas!!!

“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”
-John 3:16-

♫ Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la ♪
Tis the season to be jolly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la ♪

♫ Don we now our gay apparel,
Fa la la la la, la la la la ♪
Troll the ancient Yule tide carol,
Fa la la la la, la la la la ♪

PPK* BEBAAAAAN!!!

(*Perancangan Proses Kimia)

Mary and Max

God gave us relatives. Thank God we can choose our friends.
-Ethel Mornford-

Sometimes perfect strangers make the best friends.

This is just about the strangest movie I’ve ever watched.

I liked the first half. From the Perpetuum Mobile in the beginning of the movie, introducing 8-year-old Mary Daisy Dinkle who was living in Australia, in 1976. As the movie progressed, we were introduced to her father (Noel Norman Dinkle) and her mother (Vera Lorainne Dinkle) and learnt that her family was super dysfunctional. Her father was absent, preferring to spent time alone with his stuffed birds, and her mother was a kleptomaniac alcoholic, who neglects her as well, telling her that she was an ‘accident’.

Then we were introduced to a man living in New York City, named Max Jerry Horowitz. Max was obese and seemed lonely. Both Mary and Max liked watching “The Noblets”, a television show that they like because everybody had ‘oodles’ of friends. Thus their friendlessness is implied.

Mary then wrote to Max, after finding his name and address from a phone book, asking him where babies came from. And  thus their unlikely pen-friendship begun.

As the movie progressed, we learnt that Max has Aspergers’ syndrome, and had anxiety attacks when Mary talked about love or sex in her letters.

*Spoiler alert*
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Mary’s father died and her mother followed soon, accidentally drank formalin, mistaking it for sherry. Mary then married Damian Popodopoulos, whom she had been in love with since she was 8.

Inspired by her friendship with Max, Mary studied psychology in university. She even wrote her thesis based on Max, “Dissecting the Asperger’s Mind”. The thesis was going to be published, but when Max found out about it, he was furious. That’s when everything start to suck. Mary became depressed, started drinking, and Damian left her. She hit rock bottom when she tried to commit suicide.

Even though Mary and Max eventually made up, Max died the day Mary came to visit him in New York, his eyes staring at the ceiling where Mary’s letters were glued.

Personally, I think the ending sucked.

*Disclaimer: I hate sad endings, and I am NOT a movie reviewer. I am entitled to hate sad endings and nothing no one says would change the way I feel about the ending. It’s a strange but beautiful movie, and maybe, just maybe, I just haven’t lived (long) enough to fully appreciate it. I dunno…

The Stupidest Girl In The World

Is how I’m feeling right now.

At one point I can hear my brain asking me, “What the f*ck are you doing?”

Do not wish to elaborate.

He Smiled…

...and stole my heart. ♥♥♥

I bought a Korean series last Monday, before my Bioprocess Industry Downstream Processing exam. LOL

It’s called Take Care of The Young Lady (아가씨를 부탁해 / Agassireul Pputakae).

I actually bought it because I like the female lead, Yoon Eun Hye. She’s so pretty. LOL
But then in the first (or second) episode, Jung Il-Woo, who star as Lee Tae Yoon the lawyer, smiled.

♥ ♥ ♥

Oppaaaaaa~~~

Gyaaaaa~~~

Santa Baby…

Dear Santa,
I don’t want a sable. Especially not the one with its head still attached. So creepy. When you think about it, it’s a carcass, and wearing a sable means you’re wearing a dead animal around your neck. I’d prefer a cashmere coat, thank you. Preferably in midnight green.

Dear Santa,
I don’t want a 54 convertible, I’d prefer a Mercedes Benz W169. Who drives a convertible today, what with the heavily polluted air. It’s so 90′s. LOL

Dear Santa,
I actually would love a yacht. =p

Dear Santa,
No need for the platinum mine deed. Just some platinum necklace.

Dear Santa,
I don’t really have a stocking to fill with duplex and checks. I’ll just put it on the doorstep. Sign you X on the line anyway, okay?

Dear Santa,
I don’t have a christmas tree. It just won’t fit in my room. You can put one in that duplex, and in the mean time, if you went by Tiffany’s, don’t get me decorations. Just that ring. I don’t mean on the phone. =p

Dear Santa,
But seriously, the things I’d really like for christmas are…
1. I graduate cum laude, right now. No need to do the research, no need to do the plant design.
2. A scholarship to Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandising. Yes, the one in LA.
3. And a condo in LA, too.
4. A mac book.
5. An internship with Chanel. Or Marc Jacobs if you can’t pull-off Chanel.
6. World peace.
7. Just kidding. Just grant me half of my first wish and we’ll be cool.

♫ Think of all the fun I’ve missed
Think of all the fellas that I haven’t kissed
Next year I could be just as good
If you’d check off my Christmas list ♪

(No wonder Santa is so stressed out.)

♪ Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight~ ♫

When are they ever gonna learn…

…and stop humiliating us?

Ada ‘Obama’ di Menteng

Taman Menteng punya anggota baru. Sebuah patung perungu bocah Obama diresmikan 10 Desember kemarin untuk mengingat Presiden Amerika Serikat yang pernah tinggal di daerah tersebut.

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They’ve erected a statue of Barack Obama in Jakarta. Not that I’m not a fan of Mr. Obama, but hello? He’s the president of the United States and last time I checked, Indonesia is not in any way affiliated with America.

Even Americans aren’t building a statue for Obama, and Indonesians are?

And Indonesians are always wondering why they are always behind.

“It’s to inspire the children and teachers all over Indonesia, that the education we give here can shape an amazing president.” -Silviana Murni, deputi major of Central Jakarta-

C’mon, who are you kidding. You seriously think that some low-level elementary school in Menteng really inspire him to be a president, rather than the Harvard Law School that he graduated from? Seriously. Have you seen the quality of Indonesian education? Stop embarrassing us.

The-woman-who-somehow-landed-the-job-as-the-deputy-major said that Obama knows a statue of him has been erected. And she said that Obama said that he is surely going to come and see the statue.

I can picture Obama laughing in the Oval Office.

Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog

Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog is a 2008 musical tragicomedy short film produced exclusively for Internet distribution. It tells the story of Dr. Horrible, an aspiring supervillain; Captain Hammer, his nemesis; and Penny, their mutual love interest.

The movie was written by writer/director Joss Whedon, his brothers Zack Whedon (a television writer) and Jed Whedon (a composer), and actress Maurissa Tancharoen. The writing team penned the musical during the WGA writers’ strike. The idea was to create something small and inexpensive, yet professionally done, in a way that would circumvent the issues that were being protested during the strike.

This musical have won numerous awards, namely People’s Choice Award for “Favorite Online Sensation”, and the 2009 Hugo Award for Best Dramatic Presentation, Short Form. In the inaugural 2009 Streamy Awards for web television, it won seven awards. It also won a 2009 Primetime Emmy Award for Outstanding Special Class – Short-format Live-Action Entertainment Programs. Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog has also been named #15 in Time’s Top 50 Inventions of 2008 (by Time’s magazine).

Act 1:

Act 2:

Act three:

The verdict is in, aaaaand…I love it. LOL
I especially like the song ‘Laundry Day’ in the beginning of Act 1; oh-so-catchy! =]

He’s Just Not That Into You

Your Daily Wake-Up Call.

Gigi Phillips (Ginnifer Goodwin):
Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, Every story we’re told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we’re so focused on finding our happy ending we don’t learn how to read the signs. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don’t, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave.

I watched this movie a couple of months ago, and it’s hilarious. It’s basically about dating, but is woven beautifully from stories of people who are interconnected with each other. It’s also has a ensemble cast filled with stars: Ben Affleck as Neil, Jennifer Aniston as Beth, Drew Barrymore as Mary, Scarlett Johansson as Anna, Justin Long as Alex, Jennifer Connelly as Janice, Kevin Connoly as Conor, Bradley Cooper as Ben, and Ginnifer Goodwin as Gigi.

The movie starts in a playground, where a little boy hits a little girl. Her mother came to her and comforts her, saying that the boy might like her, that’s probably why he hit her. Then Gigi’s voice was heard, saying that that’s where all it started; a girl was taught a lot of things growing up; if a boy punches you, he likes you.

Then we watch as Gigi got rejected by Conor and met Conor’s friend, Alex. Alex told her that Conor’s just not that into her since he hasn’t called, otherwise he would have definitely made a move. He also tells her that she should stop thinking that she is an exception to this rule, and to stop obsessing over every “sign” that she might pick up on during a date. After several unsuccessful dates, Gigi started calling Alex during dates for advice. Gigi starts believing that Alex is interested in her because he is so willing to take a call from her (even when he’s busy at work, or is with a girl), and because she thinks Alex intentionally botched a blind date he organized for Gigi and one of his friends.

Alex then invites Gigi to a party he’s having at his apartment. Interpreting this invitation as an opportunity to “co-host” the party, Gigi helps make food for guests, and stays behind to clean up. When all the guests are gone, Gigi kisses Alex. Alex tells her he wasn’t interested in her romantically, and if he were he would’ve pursued her. Gigi tells him that even though she obsesses over everything and has embarrassed herself many times, she is closer to finding love than he is and is at least happy that she isn’t a bitter and cynical person like him.

Apart from Gigi, the other individuals’ stories aren’t really related to title. Janice is married to Ben, who is having an affair with Anna who is in a casual relationship with Conor, who then realises that Anna isn’t really into him and then started a relationship with Mary. Beth is Neil’s long-time girlfriend who just can’t wait for him to propose, while Neil claims that he is not the marrying type.

A bit confusing, huh?

And maybe a happy ending doesn’t include a guy, maybe… it’s you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is… just… moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope.