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it's nandra. they also call her nashz, the history of such name is way too long to elaborate in this little space. she's seventeen. she's a she. she lives a typical metropolitan lifestyle in the capital of Indonesia. she's currently in her senior year of high school, enduring the second and last year of IB Diploma Programme that's totally ruining her life slowly. but she thinks the whole suffering would give her some sort of advantage in the (scarily) near future. she's a CISVer and lovin' every bit of it. oh, she also very much enjoys mango juice, she'd even prefer it than OJ haha. and while we're at it, yes, she might be random from time to time. she wishes you'd be quite patient about it. :)


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Thursday, October 29, 2009 // 9:56 PM
stereotyping is inescapable

something is bothering me. i just read this article on jakarta post [link]. and i must say it got me thinking.

i suggest you read the article before moving on to read this post.

you see, the issue of stereotypes have been bothering me a lot. i kept a mindset that stereotyping is a form of prejudice. you frown upon people who you do not favour. whether it is the way they dress, the music they listen to or apparently, according to the jakarta post article, the way we type words to appear on the monitor.

i tried so hard to not be prejudiced towards people who i don't know. i mean, you really can't judge the true qualities of a person just by the way they dress. we might not like their style, but it doesn't mean they should be frowned at and be blatantly mocked at.

but here's where my hypocrisy lies.
i didn't do any of that. i didn't look at a person and not frown upon the way they dress if it's not my liking. even when i don't shout mocking commentaries about their style in front of them, in my head i put them into my 'SO NOT' box.
apparently, stereotyping is inescapable. we tend to categorize people and put them into separate boxes.
how can we stop that? beats me. i'm fighting that notion to not stereotype myself. i'm still in that process. but i try not to as hard as i can.

so through my realisation that escaping stereotypes are just impossible nowadays, i decided to make my next artwork on stereotypes, based on this experience of mine.
but i'm trying to make a unique one here teehee.
so the idea is, i'll have my model to dress up as two different, contrasting stereotypes, and put their portrait side by side. supposedly, the audience would have different judgement towards the same model dressed in different stereotype. well at least that's the effect i'm trying to get :P

anyways, i'm gonna curhat a bit here hehe.
i got this idea when i was in precamp 2 this year. i was with the village kids and we played this stereotype game. one of them was, we divided the room into to sides. we were given 2 choices and go to the side that represents our choice. e.g. kids who enjoys watching soccer goes to the left side of the room and the ones who doesn't goes to the other. then, we were supposed to argue about why our choice is right and their's aren't. then we were given another 2 choices, different ones this time. and we were suppose to argue again. so we did. it was messy. kids were shouting at each other. the room was noisy.

but something struck me.

i was defending something i favour, alongside someone who i argued against beforehand. a few minutes ago i shouted mean things at this person because we didn't like the same thing. but now we were on the same side, defending something we favour for. it just got me thinking, why did i shut this person off, just because he/she has a different opinion than i do. why do we focus on the differences not the similarities?

so that'll be the concept of my next artwork.
i wonder whether people would pass different judgment to the same person dressed in different clothing or not.
teehee.
this'll be fun.

but in the mean time i must go make the researches and experimentations first.
well this post has deviated into something thoughtful to something... less thoughtful haha.
oh well.
i'm gonna go now.

ciao! :)

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Wednesday, October 28, 2009 // 10:19 AM
unproductive.

i'm currently in art class. and being extremely unproductive. i wrote this here because i can't get on twitter. haha.
really, i haven't done shit in this class. all i did was well... browse.
browse art-unrelated sites on stumbleupon. teehee.

oo yeay. recess time. must bail, stomach grumbling
ciao

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Tuesday, October 27, 2009 // 11:03 PM
so fuggin random

i was doing my art portfolio until i got distracted by a link anya sent me from stumbleupon. and here's the result of my procrastination:

Congratulations on being the creator of a new

Evil Plan (tm)!

Your objective is simple: Widespread Misery.

Your motive is a little bit more complex: Mom never loved me

Stage One

To begin your plan, you must first seduce a rock star. This will cause the world to sign up for life insurance policies, paralyzed by your arrival. Who is this despoiler of all that is good and nice and true? Where did they come from? And why do they look so good in classic black?

Stage Two

Next, you must desecrate the moon (ooh, tides!). This will all be done from a underground secret headquarters of doom, a mysterious place of unrivaled dark glory. Upon seeing this, the world will fall into catatonic trances, as countless hordes of ninjas hasten to do your every bidding.

Stage Three

Finally, you must let loose your secret death ray, bringing about a 1984 police state. Your name shall become synonymous with fuzzy bunnies, and no man will ever again dare refuse to be your prom date. Everyone will bow before your extraordinary charisma, and the world will have no choice but to erect a gigantic statue of you.

[link]

i was bored ok geez louise don't give me the stinkeye. okay back to the long-abandoned portfolio.
ciao

Monday, October 26, 2009 // 11:29 PM
I must be okay with this.

I once read this blogger's [link] post. He mentioned that he had to be okay with the way things are, the way the puzzles fall into place. Although, it may not be the way we wanted it to be. But it is and we have to be okay with that.

I had to be okay with this.

But I suppose it is human to want more and not just settle in for it. However we get carried away and want too much and forget about the fact that to want more, maybe we should try to be okay with it and work around things.

It's hard to do, being okay. I'm still in the learning process myself.

I want to be okay, though. I just don't know how to. I just don't know if I ever will.



















And that scares me.

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Thursday, October 22, 2009 // 11:20 PM
Open your eyes and other senses.


And I'd study the science of you till I turned it into an art. The way your atoms rub together. Molecules colliding. Chemistry building.

Explosions of heat and radiation. Burning like a star at the end of the world.

@pleasefindthis
it is inspirational. i can't find words to describe my finding above. i found the blog months ago, but just felt like writing about it now. every word and picture strikes me. in a lot of different ways.

i'm lacking inspiration nowadays. it sounds rather bullshit really. i live in an overpopulated city of 8.5million people, i pass the same streets everyday in different situations. but the rush of inspiration never comes.

or maybe i haven't been looking hard enough. or i looked to hard for it. or i overthink because i get frustrated not finding inspiration.

maybe i should open my senses more. or start my occasional run of 'what ifs'.

yeah, maybe.

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Tuesday, October 06, 2009 // 8:40 PM
Crash and Burn

Should I be the car crash?
I'm tired of just being the traffic jam
Deteriorating the essence of your life everyday

Should I be the car crash?
I'm sick of being the stoplight
you glance at for a milisecond
then swiftly drive away

Should I really be the car crash?
Going that extra mile, pushing on the gas pedal
Even when it should have been the brake

Should I really be the car crash?
Just so you'd glance a little while longer
Or better yet be the guardian angel you are
and save me from this pile of metal debris
Collapsing my lungs and taking the life out of me
by every ticking minute

But, really,
Should I be the car crash?

jkt,
oct 4 2009
11:55PM

inspired by snow patrol's headlight in the dark roads :)

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Sunday, October 04, 2009 // 11:59 PM
midnight stroke of creativity


i really don't understand why my creativity always come at the wrong time.
but i like what i produced tonight :)

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stumbleupon

i have a new addiction. it's the website stumble upon [link]. it works like this: you click on the'stumble!' button on the toolbar in that website, and it'll take you to websites that are either:
1. viewed a lot by people
2. favored a lot by people
if you don't get my explanation get onto that website and open the damn faq page, coz i can't understand the whole mechanism of it haha.

so anyways. from that website i, um, well stumbled upon the most random websites ever but found some cool stuffs as well. so far my most favorite finds is this:


another finding on stumble upon. deep, huh? on Twitpic

that quote above is really striking. yes, there are a lot of drama in life and drama queens starring in it. you got caught up in those insipid dramas, and when you do, you constantly bitch about it. most probably you'd bitch to your mates about it. but here's the thing, why not just laugh our ass off with your mates instead of bitching about those dramas. 'cause when you wind up laughing with your crazy mates you would likely forget about it and for once you'll be happy.
so, here's a piece of mind.
let the bitch bitch around. let them create dramas and whine day and night.
but don't let them drag you into it.
instead, go find your mates. go out, have a few drinks, watch incredulously funny movies and let the world hear your clamorous, ubiquitous laugh.
because yeah, life's waaay to short to be spent bitching about other bitches. haha.

oh aside from that, here's another finding from stumbleupon:



1. bedroom furniture in a box
[link]



2. one of the coolest places i have to go to before i die
[link]


3. feakin' invisible man. you should totally see what crazy, creative things he's done!
[link]

aaaand lots more. yes, it is, indeed my new tool of procrastination hahas.
oh well school starts tmrw omfgjcssmmww. so gotta do last minute works i've been procrastination on wew.

cya later folks.

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Friday, October 02, 2009 // 5:07 PM

I'm in love with you.

I want you to know and I plan to tell you. I hope you will love me back someday, the way I love you now. I hope this doesn’t destroy the connection and friendship that we have. I hope this leads to more, it could be beautiful you know? If we just gave it a shot.

from: [link]

I never had the guts to ask you to give it a shot. Besides, what chance do I have? You were heels over head and you won't let go. I'd like to put the whole thing behind me now, if that's okay. I like what we have now. But it's human to want something more that what we have. You meant a lot to me. More than you've ever known. I'm just too much of a coward to say it out loud.
I don't know if this is regret. It sounds stupid now that I went through those words above again. I'll try to be content with what I have now. I know it's not as bad. I should really try to be content with myself, no? Life is not all rainbows and unicorns, but there's the equivalent somewhere.
If you think I'll move on and forget what I ever felt about you, well, you're wrong. I'll move on, one way or the other, but I'll never forget. It's too awesome to be forgotten.
You were one of the best things that has ever happened to me. Because without you I'll never found trust. I'd always think it's non-existent. But, now I don't, because you showed it to me.
Well, enough ramblings. It's not like you'll read it anyways.
So, I'll end it here.
See, you.

Oh, btw. I miss you so much.
Come back soon :)

PS: the above is basically free writing. but it's how i feel at times, i guess. i should make more original posts. whatever that is. oh well. back to reality. i have hundreds of words to cut out from my world lit essay. holidays are ending soon. shucks.

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