tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-161301372012-01-08T11:10:42.262+07:00In this vast universe, here's my little corner of the world, filled with all sort of thoughts and things.natsunoreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-49887557281172597782012-01-08T11:10:00.002+07:002012-01-08T11:10:42.273+07:00

Hi, my name is Eiyuu the monkey. Just call me Eiyuu. Eiyuu was given to Owner by a friend on New Year's Eve 2011-2012. Eiyuu's name is taken from a Japanese word that means 'hero'. Eiyuu like travelling, trying new things out and visiting new places. But most of all, Eiyuu love trying out foods all across the nation. Thus, from today on, Eiyuu shall make a special corner on Owner's blog.

natsunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-81752250372594901202011-12-23T00:17:00.001+07:002011-12-23T00:17:45.224+07:00

picture taken from google pictures I've been obsessed about them for the past two days, so I decided to write about them here. Fudanjuku  (風男塾) or formerly (腐男塾) is an otaku themed idol group. They're actually girls, members of another idol group called Nakano Fujo Sisters. Fudanjuku itself is the sisters' alter-ego where the girls dressed up and acted as boys. I came across them as I was

natsunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-72009841255224147292011-12-19T22:41:00.000+07:002011-12-19T22:43:06.523+07:00

Saya itu sebenarnya orang yang sederhana. Saya lebih suka memakai kemeja atau kaus, celana jeans dan sepatu olahraga. Saya orangnya jarang berdandan, tiap hari hanya sebatas cream biar wajah tidak kusam, bedak (kalau ingat), deodoran dan menyisir rambut. Saat teman-teman perempuan saya menata rambutnya dengan lucu, saya lebih suka membiarkan rambut saya terurai berantakan atau diikat

natsunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-49468782000673754912011-12-18T15:00:00.000+07:002011-12-18T15:00:23.851+07:00

To what, you asked? To my birthday. I'll be 32 come next weekend. Old enough to have a steady life, a family and a few children. Yet that's not how I live my life. I'm still single, although I'm in a steady relationship with my dearest boyfriend. I spend most of my time playing games. I work most of the time, and that too is related to games. XD Anyway, back to the countdown. There are some

natsunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-31804807528579932432011-12-15T23:22:00.002+07:002011-12-15T23:22:58.669+07:00

If I have the right to complain and whine, I want to use it today. See, it's just a week away from my birthday. I've always see birthdays as a special day, where I give myself right to spoil myself. I want gifts, not necessarily expensive or fancy stuffs, but something wrapped neatly. To me, unwrapping gifts itself is the best part, while one tries guessing what's inside. I want a cake,

natsunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-166656397862499202011-12-15T00:13:00.002+07:002011-12-15T00:13:50.095+07:00

It was my plan ever since I decided to move to my boarding house, that I would take the trip to work each day by foot. It's not that far, only a 30 minutes walk. (Yes, to me that's not far) But the thing is, the road went uphill, making it rather tiring to walk the distance. Added to the fact that I've been lacking workout for years, it's quite a hard travel. Yesterday's walk went quite well.

natsunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-10018509038241874092011-12-13T07:41:00.001+07:002011-12-13T07:41:24.064+07:00

No, I'm not talking about new year that's approaching fast. Neither am I talking about a new relationship or work. For me, this year's end brought a new start in the form of a new environment. I've moved to a new boarding house, leaving behind the room I've stayed in for the last two years. For the past two years, I've been living in a house rented together with a bunch of friends. Many things

natsunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-41113291636428798462011-09-24T15:39:00.000+07:002011-12-13T07:41:26.963+07:00

Belakangan, saya jarang pergi berpetualang. Alasan cliche, sibuk dengan kerja, tak punya waktu, malas. Hari ini akhirnya saya (terpaksa) menyempatkan untuk punya waktu. Semua berawal ketika saya mau beranjak pulang dari kantor. Waktu menunjukkan jam 1 siang. Tiba-tiba ada message dari pacar yang mewanti-wanti untuk tidak lewat daerah ITB, macet parah katanya. Padahal untuk mencapai rumah kos

natsunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-83196383802877542282011-09-12T20:00:00.001+07:002011-09-12T20:00:30.767+07:00

The night was young. The sky was tainted red with fire, clouded by heavy smoke. And there he stood in the middle of all the scorching flame, unimpressed. They thought fighting him with fire was a good idea. The look on the last man's face showed him they realized it was a mistake. It was too late by then. He has drank all their bloods, enjoying each taste. He has watched their fear and despair,

natsunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-24783929280762543162011-09-10T18:28:00.002+07:002011-09-10T18:28:47.568+07:00

It all started when I put on my cute camisole this morning. It was a lingerie like short dress, with red flower patterns on a black fabric. I layered the dress with a dark-blue cardigan, and wore a dark legging underneath it. I was in the mood to dress up. And seeing my girly outfit, my boyfriend suggested that I completed my look with my pair of heeled boots. I loved how I look. And when I

natsunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-10957548166741433052011-09-07T20:44:00.002+07:002011-09-07T20:44:29.156+07:00

That's how today feels like. I've finished my art task for the game I was currently working on. Now I've to wait for the QA department's feedback for any revision. If there's any, that is. Other than that, my work at the studio today was basically dividing tasks for my team -for another game-, replying mails, browsing for inspirational arts, and play-testing games. I should've used the spare

natsunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-4603841511127510452011-09-06T20:26:00.000+07:002011-09-06T20:26:21.185+07:00

I honestly think, calling it an obsession was too much. But I bet, there are some of my friends out there who would say I am obsessed with this idol group. Morning Musume, is a Japanese idol group that has been around since 1997. They originally consisted of 5 girls who failed to pass an audition as Sharan-Q's vocalist. Tsunku, a member of Sharan-Q at that moment, offered to give the girls a

natsunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-3437936412621118362011-09-05T19:22:00.000+07:002011-09-05T19:22:06.369+07:00

What I remembered firstly about my father, was his striking look. He has skin as dark as night, with eyes gleaming pale purple. His hair was the silver of moonlight reflected on water. He was tall and broad of shoulder, with skin cool to the touch. Being in his arms feels like dipping my bare feet in a shallow spring, soothing. Mother was a contrast to him. She was vibrant and plump. Her hair

natsunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-87339988773225846702011-09-04T01:52:00.000+07:002011-09-04T01:52:36.261+07:00

Currently: - is in love with Yuki Kajiura's Lotus, from the album Fiction 2 - is mesmerized by the dance of Tsuki yo no ban da yo, from Morning Musume's New Genesis Fantasy DX concert. - is trying to learn the dance from High-King's Cinderella Complex - is involved in three different Pen and Paper RPG campaigns and loving it - is working my a** off at Agate Studio and loving it - is -as always-

natsunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16130137.post-4828224182823473302011-09-04T00:54:00.000+07:002011-09-04T00:54:04.935+07:00

For more than 30 years, I have lived this life. What did I gain? I could say, not much. But, little by little, I gained somethings that I learned to appreciate, as well as acknowledge. I realized, I was full of prejudice. I pride myself for being able to see things without judging, for looking at 'both sides of the story' in every page of life. I was fooling myself. At times, I still let hatred

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