trying to survive

long time no update.. geez, i almost have no time to refresh my brain.. whereas, i did my assignment near my deadline time haha! *so what the hell happen with "those" another time?!* what's my recent assignment? well, i got some.

first: economy introduction, my lecture called it home game. what a game huh? i hate economy! i mean, i hate macro-economy.. *hey, you learn micro-economy by the way*
second: Studio, yeah redraw-redraw-redraw again-again-again. but, now i get the simpler one, well yeah but it's bigger than before.
third: cities and regions principle. i've to find more about general patterns of urban development.. i have found it on a book, but it just give me a sketch of it.. no more explanation and i can't find it on internet, yeah not yet i hope
fourth: demography, look for a journal about population and regional planning. no comment
fifth: pancasila, my friends and i have to go to monjali museum. take some photograph together. make a report talk about nasionalism and so on.

and don't forget about the midterm test that already hanging around us.. boo
lemme think, is there some tasks more? i hope that's all enough. no more please! hehe.. breathe breathe breathe till breathless!

ah, i almost forget about this one.. here is my current picked song for now.. it's easy listening

Tom Felton - Time isn't Healing

And Tick tock goes the clock.

Time is going so slow.

And I’m supposed to be fast asleep,

Like a couple hours ago.

So I – I need to exercise

the right I’ve got to rest these eyes.

And I – I need to knock on some doors,

Then I wont have to lie here by myself anymore.

‘Cause time isn’t healing…

I’m getting sick of staring at my ceiling.

And I – I can’t help the way I feel about you.

‘Cause time isn’t healing…

Pretty sick of staring at my ceiling.

And I – I can’t help the way I feel about you.

I have a smoke to try and send me to sleep,

but things aren’t all that they seem.

The only time I seem to spend with you

Seems to be in my dreams.

So I – I need to let her go.

Would it have worked? I guess I’ll never know.

And I – I need to hit the road,

And find me a girl of my own.

‘Cause time isn’t healing…

I’m getting sick of staring at my ceiling.

And I – I cant help the way I feel about you.

‘Cause time isn’t healing…

Pretty sick of staring at my ceiling.

And I – I can’t help the way I feel about you.

And time isn’t healing me anymore.

And time isn’t healing me anymore.

And time it don’t heal me no more.

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lyric from here

pict from here