i'm always hungry

Friday, May 23, 2008

i'm in hangover-hell

two gin and t, four beers
why. why. why??

okay...

im home now..back from drunkijng..and im wasted..
but here's a video that i made befoe i left..
love you bitches..

Thursday, May 22, 2008

im off going drunking

here's some way super narcisistic in-the-dark shots before i go out the door
why dark? because i look better in the dark HAHA
and my smoky eye makeup looks mad cool
peace out beyatch. long weekend begins!

my impression of a pineapple

obviously my fingers are acting as pineapple spikes. duh.

new computer

job hunting sucks

since the awardiation (i just made that word up) of my greencard i have been looking for a real job. not that being a nanny isn't a real job. i mean i rear your children and make sure they are safe when you are not around and teach them about the goods and the bads of the world and make them great future-adults. how many of you can say that. huh huh?
but as expected, caring for god's precious cargo doesn't pay shit. i need more loot and a more challenging job to boot. yes that shit rhymed. i need a job that will definitely allows me to have more money in my booze-fund (current state of said fund: pathetic) AND suck the life out of me so i can just finally be one of america's corporate robots. i would be such a cool robot. killer robot.
anyways, looking for jobs sucks ass. mediabistro is pretty much the only one i go to because it focuses on stuff in my field (journalism, publishing, etc.) and even so, there's not a lot of jobs available. fuck you the economy!
in the past month and a half i've sent out about fifty resumes. that means fifty cover letters. do you have any idea what that means??? fifty god damn cover letters!! ARGH. i hate cover letters.
so far, i've gotten three callbacks. THREE. out of fifty applications.
before i started this job hunt thing, i've decided to wait until the perfect job comes along and not just take any crappy one that comes my way.
but at this point, if i have to change another poopy diaper...
i will take anything. ANYTHING!
come on job people, friekin HIRE ME! i am awesome. i really am.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

ARGH

They just eliminated my favorite Top Chef contestant. What the fuck? I'm so pissed.
Okay you bitches who are right now thinking about how lame and oh so mainstream it is for me to be so into some tv show, whatever dude. First of all, I'm a foodie. I'm like THE foodie. A reality television program that features actual culinary talents? Bring it on.
Anyways, Dale should def not have been eliminated. Yea he fucked up but come on, Spike and Lisa? Fucking nothings. Sucks that the judges' decision on who gets sent home is based on that individual performance not an overall thing, because if that was the case Dale would def have made it to the finale.
Okay that's it. I'm starting to sound a little too involved. Even for me haha. I love you Dale, my Asian brotha from another motha. I hope you still have your day job at Budakkan, because you rock and I want to eat there and eat your food.
*a thousand bricks of tv-lover's shame just fell on me*

Monday, May 19, 2008

what the eff?

As far as dreams go, last night's was pretty fucking weird.

The first dream I had entailed a fucking lion jumping out of the backyard into my bedroom and bit me in the ass. We panicked, called animal control, but the lion escaped. And then a big ass snake, maybe a phyton?, slithered in also from the backyard, into my bedroom. First the snake tried to kill me, but then decided that it loved me? Then animal control came and we put the snake in a giant ass tupperware container and we got into a fight about whether to put water in the container or not.
Wtf right?

Then I woke up.
At this point it was five in the morning, so I went back to sleep.

Dream number deux. This time, I was having sex with one of my bosses. Twice. Was kinda hot. And when we got out of the room, the kid was there and he kept saying to my boss, "Was it worth it? Was it worth it?"
Then I woke up.
Double wtf!!

Something is srsly wrong up in here. What the hell dream-Mia??

Friday, May 16, 2008

i miss my mommy

i hate that i have spent every single mother's day of the past eight years alone because she's half the world away. and because indonesian mother's day is in december i can't even call and wish her happy mother's day and be all mushy at the same time that everyone here is doing it. ARGH.
i love you mami.

omfg

fucking brilliant.

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Thursday, May 1, 2008

yay for spring

nay for pollen!
damn spring allergies are on full-on attack mia mode. my eyes are so itchy and painful that now i have this weird involuntary winking thing. it makes it feel better for a second. it always is when i have my eyes closed. the downside though is that i look pretty crazy.
damn my uninsured ass. i can't wait to have health insurance! hopefully some (un)lucky fools will give me a kick ass real job soon and i'll get benefits and then i can buy all kinds of medicine. woot woot.
i can't believe i've been living without health and dental for the past nine years. jeebus.
actually it's forever. i never had any of that growing up in indonesia either but back there the air is pure healthy gold and i never ever had the need for any kinda doctor visit. no allergies. no cavities. no nothing. damn you us of a.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

RAWR!

You know, I do miss blogging. I miss the sharing, and duh I am totally a secret narcissist, I loving checking the blog to see if anyone leaves comments, or if I have been linked on someone else's blog. But lately I just haven't really got the urge to blog. Maybe because my life changed majorly in these past few months, I haven't really been holding anything in. Things have been good.. I got the greencard, and I feel like my life is not just beginning.. America here I come to milk you for all you've got. But with that, I don't really feel the need to vent my frustrations anymore, which what the blog was really all about for me. Don't get me wrong, I still have probs, duh I'm 27, single, broke-ass, living in New York City. There is ALWAYS shit to deal with. But for once in my life, I feel pretty damn happy. And I am trying to live it.. instead of just blogging about it. I wish I can be one of those people that could live amazing lifes and also blog every minute of it, like the always amazing Raymi, or fierce Bryanboy, but I'm not. Plus, I'm usually too hungover to blog anyways haha. Been celebrating a lot lately. I think I'm personally still celebrating the fact that I have a damn green card, even though I got it a few months ago. But hey, after suffering (and damn surviving) for the past eight and a half years, I'm gonna celebrate as long as I want. Yeeeah.
By the way, do you know that Jamie and Deborah got engaged? Holy shit! I met them for a second like a few years ago, when Tony introduced me to them at a Buzznet shindig. I remember thinking, damn these people are hot. Now that they are engaged and stuff, they need to make a lovechild pronto. Because he/she would be one cute baby.

And oh, my camera died. Stupid Sony piece of shit. And oh, my computer died, stupid Sony piece of shit. Maybe I should stop purchasing Sony stuff. I bought a new computer, an HP, and so far so good. I'm just happy that the shit stays on for longer than eight minutes of a time before it just randomly freezes and dies. Hallelujah!

Here's a quick recap:
1. I am taking my sweet as time, but I am now looking for jobs. Like real jobs, with benefits and shit. It's so weird to be able to actually search for jobs without putting in "cash" or "off-the-books". Wish me luck!
2. I'm still single. But I am having a lot of sex. Last weekend, in the span of two days, I had sex with three different people. I'm convinced that my roommate thinks I'm a whore. How you ask? Because he tells me. Damn caveman and his archaic thinking of women. I am no slut, I am a sexually liberated woman! Hear hear!!
3. I am planning to go home to Indonesia in December! It'll be a short visit, but way overdue!! I haven't been home now in three and a half years and I can't wait to see my family. Mostly my mom god damn it! I miss her! Hopefully by then I'll have a new camera and I'll be able to take loads of gorgeous pictures of my gorgeous gorgeous country that I talk about so much!

Gotta go, the Gauntlet is on. Yes, I am a tv addict and I am not ashamed!

Thursday, January 17, 2008

someone got a green card. by someone i mean me. WOOOT WOOOT!

Friday, January 4, 2008

today i turn 27 year old. holy shit! this past year went by so crazy fast. i always feel so emotional and reflective on my birthday because it it so damn close to the first of the year. so to me, my birthday really marks a year that is complete, closed, and a new one ready to begin.
i feel really blessed. last year has been so amazing.
i feel grateful because:
/i am a stronger person now. going through what i have gone through this past decade, i now have almost super-human strength when it comes to dealing with life. abusive parent? loneliness? being so broke you seriously go to sleep hungry? bring it on! hahaa. no but seriously. i am thankful that now when shitty things happen to me, i don't whine and cry so much anymore. i feel strong. *cue STronger by britney*
/my family, although half the world away, loves me very much. they still think of me every day, and they call me to let me know that. i miss them so fucking much.
/my mom.
/kevin. he changed my life. there are no words to describe how amazing he is.
/my friends. as i'm getting older, i found that there is this natural selection process when it comes to friends. the bad ones, the fake ones, the insignificant ones, they don't stick with you.. either you cut them loose, or they just fade away like most insignificant things. the good ones? they stay with you. as i'm getting older, i don't eight million gazillion friends anymore, and that's okay. the ones i have, i fucking love. so i am super grateful for that.
/i am also grateful because for once in my life, i am living in an apartment that i truly truly love and that it truly truly feels like me. and no more like in dorm-like squatter fucking houses with seven roomates. i only have one roomate. AND we get along fabulously.
/i went skydiving. woah. amazingness.
/i am also grateful because even though i am single, and has been single for a while now (i don't count those countless three-month mini relationships haha), i think i am finally getting a good grasp on the good side to being single. i still get lonely every now and then, but i'm not depressed. i miss having a boyfriend every now and then, but i love living life just for myself and never having to check in with some dude. i don't need a man to feel good about myself. i need vicodins. haha kidding. whatever, thank god for booty calls. without my trust booty calls, then i'd REALLY be lonely hahahhaha.

you know, last year wasn't like spectacular or amazing. i am still in a lot of shit, and things haven't really changed THAT much. but i have changed. i'm eating better, i party a little bit less, i'm trying to be less self-absorbed, etc. etc. last year, when i woke up on my 26th birthday, i decided to be a better person. i realized that that process is a lifelong one, but now, a year into it, i feel happy to say that i am sticking to my goal, and i feel great! even if that means less cool/crazy blog posts, whatever! hahahha. this time i am trying to make changes from the inside. i figure if i am happy inside, the outside would look a million times better. and it's looking better already. maybe only a little bit, but i'm getting there!

happy birthday to me. i hope this year kicks ass.
i hope i get to see my mom. damn i miss her.
happy new year everyone.

love,
mia.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

holy pictures batman

after living in the new apartment for six months, we finally got internet connection. talk about putting things off.. ugh.

today is nice and cool in good ol nyc. finally. i can safely say, summer is over. thank fucking god.
so here we go, my summer recap aka things that didn't suck this summer:

/ i don't really remember the first half of the summer. my memory sucks. let's just say there was one day in July that was super special. changed my life really. but i don't want to elaborate. it was amazing.

/ the octopus project show at mccarren park. it was free, it was sweaty, and it was awesome. i went with alan and alex and we had a great time. when we got there this girl band that was playing was really honestly terrible so we got bored, walked around, had some beers, watched the slip-n-sliders, ran into our friend rkd, and finally checked out octopus project. they were awesome, as expected, the girl keyboardist is a ninja i swear. they also gave away these crazy balloon floaties things and it was sweet. AND they have these 2 elaborately-costumed japanese people as their mascots and they were just the best.

/another highlight was the jordan visit. we haven't seen each other in a two years by then and it was so nice to see him again. he looked just the same. i forgot how young he looked. he's my age but sometimes i feel like i'm robbing the cradle when we're together. hmm.. hot.

/let's see.. what else.. well as i've said before.. i went skydiving! i wish i have pictures/video to show but it was like eighty bucks a person for that shit. no way dude. next time i go i'll def video it tho.
we went upstate, the place is called Skydive The Ranch, and it was in Gardner, NY, close to new paltz. the drive took forever. well, three hours. but it felt like fucking hell because not only all of us (anna, alex, alan, elliott, and i) were fucking anxious as hell about jumping, anna is also a terrible fucking driver. we must have almost died at least eight times. and we weren't even there yet. wtf?
anyways we got there, signed twenty pages of disclaimers that basically said "if i die, i won't sue" over and over again, watched a video, and suited up. the suits were neon green, kinda stanky a little ew, but they were cool. i felt like we were ghostbusters. on crack or something.
then we met our instructors. i was the lightest one in the group, so i ended up being paired with this ninety-pound, chain-smoking, platinum-bleached forty year old hick dude named Batman. yeah. Batman. well Batman turned out to be super fucking cool and we all loved him. Granted he kept trying to make out with me and kissing my neck and my head and shit while we jumped (creepy i know, but combined witht he adrenaline it was kinda fun HAH) he knew what the fuck he was doing and i wasn't scared one bit.
the plane ride was amazing, it was such a beautiful fucking day. we could see other planes below us, and the houses, the trees, the hudson river. it was sick.
then all of a sudden it was 14500 feet. alex jumped first. he was scared shit. he wasn't saying anything the whole ride up and when he jumped he looked terrified. he was white at hell. it was so funny. then elliott jumped and then it was my turn.
as i was getting into jumping position, Batman said, girl you're all cute and crazy and silly so don't be mad, i think you can handle this. And then he just turned us around and WHOOOOOSH we were back-fucking-flipping out of the plane. We must flipped like six times. it was insane.
the freefall was unbelieavable. it really felt like flying. for some reason when you're so high up, the whole altitude, gravity, blah blah is different and you don't get that horrible feeling in your stomach when you fall. it was just fucking flying. so amazing. anyways somewhere along 6000 feet Batman tapped my shoulder, and put my right hand back, found the cord, and pulled the chute open. WHOOOOOOOOOOOSH. we were now floating in the air. i was fucking beautiful. at one point we were close to this cloud and Batman was like holy shit girl i'm gonna take you into that cloud get ready to freak out! and yeap, we went it. it was all white, and i put my hands out trying to feel it out and they were a little wet from the moisture. so fucking crazy.
anyways we floated for what felt like ten minutes. because we were so light, we were up there forever. i was the last one to land.
and then we all just kinda flipped out together.
it was so amazing. i never felt anything like that before. full body madness. orgasmic. serene. whatever. i'm going back.

/next.. girl sex. hahahaha. damn this summer is all about new experiences for me. i am SO the man! the woman! whatever!
for any of you who have been reading my blog since the beginning, you might remember this girl Moe. I had like the only crush on her three years ago. went on a couple of dates, did anything cuz I was a pussy, and then she went to live in Europe for a while. well anyways, she's back, and she's living in Brooklyn. she found me on myspace and i almost had a heart attack when i got her message. she was still as hot as i remembered. DAMN. we decided to meet up for quick drinks in her hood.
we did, and that ended up into this hot drunken sex night in her place. DAMN. i'm not gonna go into details because well, that's not ladylike HAH.
we hooked up for a few weeks and it was a lot of fun. i really do like her, but when it comes down to it, i'm straight. i definitely like guys better. so we're not hooking up anymore but hey it was awesome. and i'm awesome! hahaaha

/okay...oh i just remembered. early early spring this year i got a new tattoo! i love it!

it's a hindu proverb in sanskrit.
this is what it means (rough translation):
*lead us from the unreal/untruth to the real/truth
*from the darkness to the light
*from death to the immortality of knowledge
*bring us peace, peace, and great peace
isn't it pretty?
anyways this year has been pretty fucking good so far, so i think that little prayer on my arm definitely works!

/okay on to the summer recap. last weekend alan, alex, logan and i went to the arcade fire show in randall's island. the bill was les savy fav, blonde redhead, lcd soundsystem, with arcade fire headlining. yeah, pretty awesome huh? it was sick! we had the best time ever. it took us forever to get there tho. we had to wait to get on the train, to buy tickets to get on the bus, to actually get on the bus, to get into the premises, etc etc. so fucked up. and even more annoying most of the people were those bedford-avenue-ians. young, from out of state trust-fund hipsters. god they were annoying. i'm glad i'm old and poor.
anyways, after checking out the bus line in harlem, we decided that it was bloody murder and we rather walked the bridge to randall's island. so we did. and it was perfect.
the show was amazing. we smoked a little bit, and saw all the bands. here are some pictures but keep in mind there were a gazillion people there and we weren't those annoying concert goers who arrived late and then pushed everyone in their mother just to get to the front and be all sweaty and annoying. we were towards the back. still sweaty, but not as annoying. so the pictures of the band are ant-sized. but whatever.

/walking the triboro bridge:

/we got to Randall's Island:

/when we got there, Les Savy Fav were on. we checked them out for a little bit, but i think they were pretty generic. not my kind of sound. so we decided to walk around and then parked our asses up in this little hill and smoke up and watched the sunset. that was brilliant.

/after we got all silly, we walked around and we caught the end of a little drum circle. we were like.. man this sounds awesome. towards the end we figured out that they were awesome because duh it was The Slavic Soul Party! man that was a nice little surprise.

/and then it was time to check out blonde redhead

/blonde redhead were so fucking great. i've seen them live twice before but it's still great. the girl is so hot! aargh. go asians!

/then it was time for the LCD Soundfuckingsystem! we danced our asses off. they had a disco ball. we danced our asses off. disco ball. disco ball. disco ball.

/ARCADE FIRE. amazing.

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then it was over, we walked the bridge back to manhattan, took the train downtown, had some late dinner, and then went home to die.
THE END.

ps: this entry took me an hour and a half to do holy shit.