officially become ST (Sarjana Teknik) on Saturday, March 27th 2010.

four and a half years, is not a short time. but I feel like I just entered the campus yesterday and get out from there the next day *okay, exaggerating*

I thought we will wear that graduation robe together, ben. huhuhu 🙁 then go get your ST soon! gee,  I look weird in that photo, right? and FAT. I never liked polishing my face with anything except baby powder :p

then, my name is getting longer (haha)

Putri Adiaty Suciwulandhari, ST

those heavy rocks are gone, but there are heavier rocks  come a head.

inget, lulus ituh bukan menyelesaikan masalah, tapi hanya menutup suatu permasalahan dan membuka lagi yang laen — Mas Zam’s friend said

hehe, I remember how I really really want to be graduated soon, I want to wear those graduation robe, after attending their graduation ceremony. then here I am. I did it. it’s only the matter of time. just follow the path and do your best 😉 it will be good in the end, trust me.

let’s hit the REAL world! (rock)

some will win, some will lose
some were born to sing the blues
oh, and the movie never ends
it goes on and on and on and on

Don’t Stop Believin’ – Journey


Absurd Idling Time

Idle time is good, and bad in the same time.

good because I could do anything without being followed by whole crappy deadlines, do whatever I wanna do. without worrying it’s not gonna be finished. there is no due date, I can change the due date up to me.

bad because it makes me fatter (the line is: EAT-SLEEP-REPEAT, as my friend, Aan once said in his tweet) and moreeeee emotional. in one day, I could feel happy and sad and angry many times. wake up with smile, having brunch while yelling out, heading town with anger, wake up from afternoon nap with smile again, then go to bed with sorrows in my head.

absurd, huh?

then, I went to Bengkulu last week. I spent around 10 days in order to make me feel refresh. baaahh. boro-boroooooo. my mom and dad was busy doing that Sensus Penduduk 2010’s things, Bengkulu is not a big city and nothing I could do except, babysitting my 7-years-old sister. there is a beach near my house, actually but… it’s too crowded dan bukan semacam pantey cem di Gunung Kidul sana yg asik buat ditongkrongin. lebih mirip Pantai Padang. malls? Jogja has the better ones.

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