Rant Rant Rant!

Haven't posted in quite awhile, huh? I'm just busy, with my life, I guess. I can't believe people actually read--view my blog. high school is haaaaard. Especially mine. I mean, what kind of teacher judge her students' assignment based on how much money they pay to make it? Seriously, I'm considering homeschooling. I might be moving though, hopefully. Until then, I'll just hang on hoping I'll survive this hell hole.
Anyway, I'm watching The Perks of Being a Wallflower right now. It's probably the best movie I've seen in a while. It has a lot in common with 500 Days of Summer, good music, reference to The Smiths and The Beatles' records. But it's a bit darker, and younger. It also has a real story. You know, not the ones some writers just made up and never really happened to anyone in real life. I really want to read the book. I prefer books than movie, books are much more specific. Doesn't mean I don't love movies. I watched a lot of old movies these days, new movies too but I prefer the ones that adapted from a book. And you know what? Boys are much, much, much better in movies. Yes, even the ones in those real movies. I'm sixteen years old, but no one really forgot my birthday (well, actually that's good) and the handsome football player did not wait for me outside the church (mosque in my case) and blow my sixteen candles with me. No one ever stood outside my window holding a boombox like John Cusack did. No one even bother to make me mix tapes like Charlie did to Sam. Am I that hideous? Or is there any nice guy left in this whole world? Man, I'm getting sick of guys that say they're "friendzoned" because some girl won't go out with them. There's a difference between that and pushy. Guys, take a hint.
Uh, okay that was a lot of topics in one post...I guess I'll talk to you guys later! xx

Ode to the Nice Guys

Ode to the Nice Guys
This rant was written for the Wharton Undergraduate Journal

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.
This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.
This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.
The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.
So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.
Fu-zu Jen, SEAS/WH, 2003

Found this while surfing the web, to all the nice guys, we girls are sorry for our ignorance and our lack of judgments.

Glorious Video!

Check out this video i made for my friends, I just put together all the videos I have on my iPod and computer, hope they'll like it! It's my first time on making a video like this, I think I'm addicted.

these are the other videos my friends made for our class, Glorious:
About Glorious by Ridha
Glorious Stop motion by Ardi

MY BIRTHDAAAAY

Last wednesday was the best birthday everrrr!
I invited my high school friends and some of my friends in the neighborhood to have a little party at my house, and it was pretty awesome, I'd say. My mom prepared it all for me, thank you soooooo much, bunda!:)
My friends were being jerks at school because it was my birthday, they said that they can't come to my house. So sweet, you guys. :|
But they came, eventually. Some are a little bit late-_- but that's fine.
Here's some pictures!!

We sure are cute for two awkward people....haha thanks for the panda, dear. :)

"bitch please."

(BY THE WAYYY, IT'S RIDHA'S BIRTHDAY TODAAAY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY RIDHAAA!! XOXO)

Thanks for the cake!!! I've got three cakes this year :D

THREE CAKES. THREE CAKES. And we wonder why we're fat....

Thank you so muchhh guys, I love you all, for infinity and beyond!

A splash of update

Been a long time since I posted... haha sorry, things have been super busy! I just finished my final exam! The results was very satisfying, by the way. And that also means...SUMMER'S HERE! I just got home from Bandung (no pictures, sadly.) and next week, I'm going to Bali! AHH I just can't wait! I'm thinking of getting a second lobe pierce there..but haven't really thought about the earrings...any idea? Maybe a wing shaped one will be cool. This is about as rebellious as I can get lol. Oh well ttyl!

Don't buy me things, because I won't take you for granted.
Don't tell me sweet lines, because I won't believe what I hear.
Don't fall for me, because I won't fall again.

Who Run The World?

I cried a lot. Even I, find it annoying. But today, for the first time after so many years, I was able to hold my tears.
Why do girls cry? Yep, boys. They speak in a completely different language that we can't understand what each other is saying. I've seen my friends do everything for their boyfriend. And from what I see, their boyfriends are just some jerks, they don't know how lucky they are to have a girl that loves them. Because some things just can't be replaced once you lose them. Girls, don't waste your tears. If you got hurt too many times, he's not worth it. He must choose. If he wants to be your boyfriend, don't be a jerk. If he wants to be a jerk, don't be your boyfriend. And cheaters are just unforgivable.