Someone calling to let me know that the bag I've wanted for months is now half price (yay for us!).
Losing balance on the MRT and almost step on a cute guy's foot (no I didn't do it on purpose)
Strolling along the block for dinner and looking at nice apartments wondering what the tenants with their flat-screen TV are doing inside.
Let the wind blew my hair and smell my own shampoo.
Meowing at cats and got a response.
Mr. Bean's soya ice cream (stress reducer with half the fat).
Dressing up in skirts and heels and realizing we were at the wrong kind of seminar we thought it'd be..and giggle about it afterwards.
Sitting in a very cold seminar room listening to a person who has a voice like he just suck helium out of balloons and couldn't help but looking down to hold back laughter.
Eating Burger King and have the sauce smeared across my face and fingers. Double the fun. Triple the fun is someone to wipe it off (patience is the key my child).
Chatting with my partner in crime for 2 hours and realizing that most of our talk is this: or Yahoo's :)) which means laughing hard.
Waking up to 5 new messages on the phone (move to another country to boost your social life guys).
Travelling to Paris, or Rome, or Venice every night. With Google Earth of course. Do I really look that rich?
Shuffling I-pod and playing a game in which I sometimes say 'this song represents my mood today' or 'this song is from my husband to be'.
'This song is from you to me' is Chicago's If You Leave Me Now.
Realizing I don't miss you that much after all.
Wondering why my panty-liner didn't stuck on my underwear and realize that I put it upside down. Luckily I never got the chance to pull it up or else.. FREE BIKINI WAXING.
Listening to: The Polyphonic Spree - Light and Day
cause all my feelings are more than I can let be or not more than you've got just follow the day, follow the day and reach for the sun, you don't see me flyin to the red one more you're done, just follow the seasons and find the time, reach for the bright side
Things people did in my car that made me throw them out in the middle of the highway:
Sleeping. I'm not a cab driver. Try to think of me more like a pilot. If I'm navigating, the one beside me should think as a co-pilot. The others at the back should think of themselves as steward/ess. Not passengers. Not when I'm the one behind the wheel. Unless you want to drive. Then it's my privilege to sleep since it's my car. Hee.
Smoking pot. Me? I'm fine if you want to do it somewhere else. Definitely not a bitch who nags her boyfriend to quit smoking pot. But hog the bong in my car and trust me, the sound of my yelling at your face can kill the effect of strongest marijuana ever planted.
Talking on a cellphone. For more than an hour that is. Once again I'm not a cab driver.
Singing. To a completely different tune to the one I played. A guy I know, with whatever reasons he has which I never figure out, always sing a different song other than the ones on my CDs. For example if I played Smashing Pumpkin's Perfect, then he would sing Ava Adore. While it is still being played. Isn't that annoying, or is it just me?
Putting their legs up. Follow my rule: either one of your body part has to be on the bottom. So if you want to put your legs up, then your head must be on the carpet.
Listening to: Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars
if I lay here if I just lay here would you lie with me and just forget the world, forget what we're told before we get too old show me a garden that's bursting into life, all that I am all that I ever was is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see
This is what December baby should be according to the email I just got:
Someone this straight-up means you are the most good-looking person possible. Better than all of these other months! (yea right, but thanks anyway)
Loyal and generous.
Patriotic (huh? I'm not Mel Gibson).
Competitive in everything (not!).
Active in games and interactions.
Impatient and hasty (it is true at times)
Ambitious.
Influential in organizations.
Fun to be with.
Easy to talk to, though hard to understand.
Thinks far with vision, yet complicated to know.
Easily influenced by kindness.
Polite and soft-spoken.
Having lots of ideas.
Sensitive.
Active mind.
Hesitating, tends to delay (procrastinator alright!).
Choosy and always wants the best (in love? Who doesn't?).
Temperamental.
Funny and humorous.
Loves to joke.
Good debating skills (experienced and quallified).
Has that someone always on his/her mind.
Talkative.
Daydreamer.
Friendly.
Knows how to make friends.
Abiding (don't know what this means).
Able to show character.
One guy/girl kind of person.
Loveable.
Easily hurt.
Prone to getting colds.
Loves music (yea baby).
Pretty/handsome.
Loves to dress up (I'm gonna say it again: yea baby).
Easily bored.
Fussy (meaning?).
Seldom shows emotions.
Takes time to recover when hurt.
Sensitive (I get it, do you have to put sensitive twice?).
Listening to: Foo Fighters - Walking After You
if you'd accept surrender give up some more, weren't you adored, I cannot be without you, matter of fact I'm on your back, if you walk out on me I'm walking after you
Why I, as a cartoon maniac, sometimes forgot that I have 5 fingers:
Homer Simpson from The Simpsons
Rudy Tabootie from Chalk Zone
Sponge Bob from Sponge Bob Square Pants
Arnold from Hey Arnold
Listening to: Swing Out Sister - Stoned Soul Picnic
surry down to a stoned soul picnic there'll be lots of time and wine red yellow honey sassafras and moonshine stoned soul surry down to a stoned soul picnic rain and sun come in akin
Some DOs for guys if you don’t know shit about being in and ending a relationship with a girl (or at least a girl like me, not that I’m blaming anyone, mind you, just in case you’re reading this):
Do tell me what you feel. You have the right to be angry, to tell and ask me stuff (nicely) like who called just now, or who's gonna accompany me somewhere. So when the relationship ends, I won't have to find out from my best friend that you used to hate the fact I got late night phone calls from you don't know who.
Do keep in mind that as the guy, you have to take charge of every situation. Don't leave the decision up to me. I'm a girl who loves being taken care of. Even if it's just a matter of picking out a place to eat.
Do look in my eyes when you apologize. I know you took it harder than anyone when I'm angry. But mumbling words I'm sorry does not count as apologizing. And apologizing does not mean the problems aren't still there to solve.
Do remember that when I'm angry, I'm just mad at the current situation. And that's what we should deal with. It does not mean I stopped loving you.
Do some silly stuff after a fight that make me feel loved. Holding the doors as we enter and stroking my hair would be enough.
Do remember that sacrifices work both ways. Sometimes I feel like we should hire an accountant or something to do the balance of things we did for each other. You tend to forgot that I did sacrifice a whole lot for you. Sometimes I just don't make that big a deal of the things I've done.
Do end it nicely with me. I won't hold grudges I tell ya. I'm okay with our situation that apparently aren't going nowhere so why can't we just turn the whole situation back to being friends anyway?
Do return my stuff that I didn't give to you. You can keep the ones I did give you, or burn it if you really want to forget me that much. But that 40 Year Old Virgin DVD's still mine!
Do admit that I have a good sense in music. Don't say 'pretty much' when I asked whether or not you like the new CD I bought, and then go around recommend it to others. Straight-faced-and-quiet when I claimed 'I really like this song on the radio!' and then claiming it as your fave tune to your friends doesn't work either.
Do build my shrine in your room consists of a braid of my hair, my pictures covering the background walls, a pile of my shrinking underwear.. naah, I'm just kidding with this one.
Listening to: Scissor Sisters - I Don't Feel Like Dancing
so I play along when I hear that special song I'm gonna be the one who gets it right you better know when you're swingin' round the room looks like magic's only yours tonight
you aren't allowed to say that you're better you aren't allowed to say that cause you're the hipster type you've got a lot to say but don't mention the mirror kissing ways of the hipster type
Why Indonesian ad agency should do more briefing before creating any TV com:
Extra Joss tried to rearrange just a little part of my favorite song Guerilla Radio by RATM.
Frestea failed in trying to remake the song Funky Town. Maybe people have forgotten the old version. But a few years ago the song was used as a soundtrack for a movie as successfull as Shrek. So when you're trying to plead innocence by rearranging the song to a similar with a hint of different tone, trust me it does not work.
Permen Kis did an even worse job by combining Sixpence None The Richer with rap which until now, no one can understand what the rapper's saying anyway. I know the product said kis, maybe sounds a little bit like kiss, but must you use Kiss Me as the background song?
Neril did the same thing to Jack Johnson by using part of Upside Down. This one's even more crazy cause it's a soundtrack for a recent release movie Curious George. Sure you may took just the guitar part that you think people won't notice, but people like me did.
Total Harum again did the same thing to Carpenters and I believe Karen would turn in her grave if she hear this version of Close To You.
Ponds did the same thing to Pink Martini. It's such a shame cause the commercial's pretty nice, but piano part of Sympathique combined with a woman voice singing haa-haaa is total turn off!
Vaseline Firm & Fit did the same thing but I forgot to who. What I know is, that's part of a song that has some Ladidadidi-Ladidadida in it.
Eskulin Mini Mist did the same thing to Kylie Minoque by copying the moves from her video. Copies of the same girl dancing on the street and swinging around, doh.
Listening to: Yellowcard - Only One
here I go scream my lungs out and try to get to you, you are my only one, I'd let go but there's just no one that gets me like you do, you are my only one, here I go so dishonestly, leave a note for you my only one, and I know you can see right through me, so let me go and you will find someone
I'm gonna be sitting next to Trump in season 10 critisizing the people because:
First of all, if you haven't watch The Apprentice season 1 and are planning to watch it, don't read this cause it's got some major spoillers. I know they've hired a couple more people and it's now season 5, but I just got the chance to watch it, and hey, I can review whatever I want here. Ha.
I don't think that the women did better than the men in this business group. Hell, they won 4 times in a row and battled the Versacorp men fair and straight. But Protégé women do have the advantage of using sexuality, strictly because men are easier to manipulate in terms of the mentioned topic. And I pretty much think they bid their sexuality over the line eversince they kissed guys on the street in order to sell most lemonade. I mean, come on! And in the end, really it's two men competing with each other.
First meeting, and other meetings to come, the men listened to their leader. They elected Troy, and Versacorp did everything Troy told them to do. Protégé on the other hand, had too many brilliant ideas and they were all letting it out at the same time. I believe they should really just trust Ereka on this, since she was the Project Manager and she's apparently spend some time at her parents' pizzeria as well, so she'll know how to sell lemonade. I have to say that too many women without a single man can create havoc.
Troy really did a great job as Project Manager in selling lemonade. He pulled his team together and let them know the game plan. He kept the morale of the group positive (that's a very important issue) and the energy focused on doing something worthy. Kwame did an even better job at bargaining free ice, free cups and free cart. But they picked the wrong location. And they picked the wrong gender when God let them chose. Tits and asses sell.
I looked at Bill a couple of times and find myself thinking: here's how the kid would look like if Mark Ruffalo married Jim Carrey.
Heidi shouldn't done her eyebrows like that. Makes her look like a scary witch. She should really focus the attention to the big nice eyes.
Donald J. Trump has a way that makes sure that when he's talking, everyone's listening. And he always made sure that he took control of every conversation. It's great. He made people sure who's hiring. And he always believe in everything he created saying they're the best place in the world, the nicest place across town, etc. Cause like he says: you can't sell things you don't believe in.
Sam's voice is really funny. Like it's coming out of his nose.
You get to see the suck up sides of some of them when they get to meet important people. What, like you expect those people to remember your names with so many people introduced at the same time?
I don't think Trump's apartment is beautiful. But his girlfriend sure is.
When you look at someone's nice apartment and saying oh, wow, this is great, oh my gosh, that's when you condemn yourself to never having it girls. Act aloof.
Trump's hair: real!
The most underestimated yet needed most creativity job is Robin's. She had to choose carefully her selection of words. Different yet the same. It's hard you know. Trump goes: Robin, you can let them come in please. The answers should range from:
Okay, Mr. Trump. You can go back in now.
Okay. You can go in and see Mr. Trump now.
Okay. You can go in now guys.
Okay, Mr. Trump. Okay, you can go in now.
The Protégé women did really nice advertising for Marquis Jet. But it was purely Tammy's idea and nobody supported the testicle ad, which I think is great cause it's one in a million can you find women buying jets, it's always about men. And what's the thing that men anywhere in this world are proud of? Their balls. Another hint that women working together without men around is not the best thing to do. Women get to be personal. They hold grudges. When they don't like the person, they always oppose the ideas.
I can't believe Jason had been working at the advertising business and pulled out something as stupid as not meeting the client before performing any action. That is so not the right thing to do and it took someone with only high school diploma like Troy to figure that out and he still wouldn't do it. But Versacorp overcame differences and tried to do their best supporting the leader's decisions in order to win. That should be appreciated as a great team work. While the women I guess, depended on pure luck. They're disorganized and if Tammy hadn't come up with the brilliant idea (which they somehow thought as disgusting until the print-ads are printed and started to look good), then they're dead. Oh the few first episodes are damn unfair!
Nick's voice is really sexy. But I despise his half crooked smile.
Amy's really charming and beautiful and surely she knows that she needed someone more mature and more competent toward her success other than Nick.
Women get mad and they attacked the person, not the problem. Omarosa somehow figure that the only way to get back at them is to remain calm in a bickering. The other women always cried.
I hate the way the women negotiate for the gold bar. Dancing and saying go-michael-go-michael are not gonna help when you're dealing with CEOs of multi-million dollar business.
After a while, all the men get to be so cute. Guys making fast decisions and being in charge are totally hot.
Looks deceive. Jessie looks like a nice young innocent girl and I like her from the start but I can't believe she backstabbed Kristi like that.
Amy's really great at clicking with people. That's why she stayed so long in the game. Everybody wanted her on their team. She switched teams a few times but everywhere she went, she succeeded. Being the star and all.
I like Troy's ways of keeping the team positive, motivating everyone, delegating. But I really disapprove him selling the autograph of Kwame Jackson at the Planet Hollywood especially when it's little kids you're letting down.
More of my bitchin when I have time to rewatch it. Just wait. I love this show!
I support high-class polygamy. As in you can marry both my high-class left and right butt. Otherwise it'd be too hard.
Sometimes I walk backwards just to have the feel of not knowing what's to come. Like in real life. Of course I do this too if I'm not in the mood to make social conversation and I notice someone I don't know that well in the crowd.
I read dictionaries. Finding new words in different language is like riding a rollercoaster for me. I'm that nerdy.
Artificial life sucks big time and I instantly look down on others who tried too hard to impress.
Sushi bar and sake or just plain green tea will do just fine for a first date, and many other dates to come. I adore nori just enough to have it all the time.
I've had some thoughts on the topic of sperm donor. It's the solution for my wanting to have a baby without the effort of finding the perfect husband. Also the solution for my wanting to have a half caucasian baby boy I'll name Nostradamus.
If pre-marital sex is not a sin, and the society I live in is that open-minded (yeah right), and HIV virus does not exist, I plan to have kids from all different races. So I'll have my own United Colors of Natacha.
Good book and a cup of coffee are my multiple orgasms on the beach around sunset. How good is that?
I'm a jerk detector. If you're in a relationship and want to know if your guy is a creep, bring him to me. If by chance I'm attracted to him, then yes, he's a jerk.
Any movies where the character narrates their every thoughts will make my eyebrows taut and my heart fell in love. Charlie Kaufman's my hero.
I've always wanted to go hunting. Photography speaking. Animals deserve to live.
I love games. Any kind. PC, Play Station, Nintendo, RPG, adventure, you name it. Games in love excluded.
Human behaviour never fails to amaze me.
Beaches and kites always remind me of my late Grandpa. He taught me how to fly a kite eversince I was little.
I'm learning to always look on the bright side but my surroundings suck my positivity.
I welled up if I see old couple holding hands while crossing the street. That is until my lovely mother exclaimed: Of course, otherwise they'd fall.
Nerds like Michael Tribbiani are total turn on.
Players like Joey Tribbiani are total turn off. On. Off. On. Dammit. Off.
or Yahoo's :)) which means laughing hard.
