She don't got a lot to say, but there's smthg about her.

Hiyaa there, everyone!
My name is Marsha, but people always call me Acha. Hence, my name is Lady A. *i know, i know.
I am currently 19, meaning I am enjoying my last year of ages '1-something'. I am a dreamy, random girl; a fusion between mature and childish who cannot stop thinking. I love a lot of things, now watch me rock my world *and probably yours as well.
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29.7.11 || 10:39:00 PM

I just realized that for a 19 y.o., I'm quite a cry baby!
Lately I cry quite easily, and quite often too.

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a surprise and an unpcoming garage sale!
27.7.11 || 1:54:00 PM

hi, everyone! :D we meet again.
today i'm gonna tell you just a liiiittle bit about a surprise i gave Y for his birthday yesterday (26.07.11).

as you might have noticed, the last three days i've been posting different pics for this occasion. and also, i've been busy preparing everything for that special day.


i got him four presents, with different meanings.
three of them act as roots and tops:
1. a frame with pictures of his family, with an inscription that said 'Family'.
2. a mug with a shape of a fat grandmother; this is a symbol of me (a nickname between me and him: i am nenek / grandmother, and he is kakek / grandfather).
3. a custom-made binder i made for him to use in college. the front cover consisted of motivational quotes, the back cover had a 'that's all' picture, and on the inside, there are a few pages consisting of various pics of me and him, his friends from junior high and high school, and also of course his family. this is a symbol of education, hard work, success, with the people who will support him in achieving them.
these roots/tops symbolize three things that had supported him. and hopefully, he would not forget his roots. (: while on the same time, they also symbolize 'the top': the success to achieve and to whom his achievements would mean so much.
and the last of the four acts as a fertilizer. the fourth gift are sheets for his bed in the dorm (for college). hopefully this will make the growing process there easier. (:
i also made him a home-made pudding cake. this is a new recipe i made especially for him, because he likes sour and sweet foods. i called it: Strawberry Yogurt Creme Pudding. (x hhas

so on D-Day, about 08.30 AM i got on a cab, aboard (:p) to his house in Gading Serpong.
i didn't tell him i was coming. we just had normal conversation via SMS.
when i got to his house, i asked (politely, of course) to the cab driver if he had a cellphone. i explained to the nice man that i was giving a surprise to someone, and i needed to text him from a different number (pretending to be a man from Maryland Gifts and Cakes that wanted to drop off some packages for him).
but unfortunately, the cab driver forgot to bring his cellphone with him that day, so i had to find a cellular center that sold new numbers.
with the new number installed, i started to text him, and even asked the cab driver to talk on the phone with him. apparently, Y didn't seem to sniff that something was wrong. :p
so Y asked me (though he did not know it was me) to come to his music school instead, and we did so. (the cab driver was proven to be a really kind co-conspirator :p)
we waited for Y to arrive at the music school for about half an hour and then his text msg arrived. he had touched down.
and so i paid the cab driver, gave him a tip, said thousands of thanks, and brought the cake and the gifts to the venue.


the rest of the story is rather clear. Y seemed really surprise and didn't know what to say hhas pinky (the administrator of the music shool) and his mom cheered for him. and we had the rest of the day together happily. after spending the whole day together, Y brought me home (my home, to be precise) and spent a few hours with me and my family. :'D


okay i am experiencing some kinda loss of words hhas i think some things are just too good that they can only be lived on, not written about. :p or maybe it's just me who's not that good a writer hhas

yeaaah in short we had a really great day together.
and i feel really touched and happy that it made him happy as well, that it meant just as much to him (x
this was posted as his FB status:
"thx all for the wishes! esp 'Achaa' Marsha XXX yang ud seharian nemenin dari jm 9 pagi lbh smp jm 9 mlm lebih sm2.. (x trimakasih buat pura2 jadi supir taksi, buat cake yoghurt buatannya ny yang enak (wlpun dia ga pernah masak hehe), dan buat hadiah nya foto mug binder seprai! you should have worked so much on it.. thanks1000x acha. really appreciate it.. (: i love you girlfriend!"

:'D happy 19th birthday, !

PS. i'm finally doing something about my college tuition.
my friends and i will be throwing a garage sale from this thurs to saturday! here's the poster.
please do visit, we'll be thrilled to have you! (x

till we meet again!
may the force be with you! Godbless (:

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26.7.11 || 12:00:00 AM


Hippsy Blastday my dearest Yoseph Neil Sanmikha :*

"I hope that the days come easy and the moments pass slow,
And each road leads you where you want to go,
And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.
And if one door opens to another door closed,
I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,
If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile,

But more than anything, more than anything,
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.

I hope you never look back, but ya never forget,
All the ones who love you, in the place you left,
I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,
And you help somebody every chance you get,
Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,
And you always give more than you take.

But more than anything, yeah, and more than anything,
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.

My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.

This is my wish
I hope you know somebody loves you
May all your dreams stay big..."
-Song: My Wish by Rascal Flatts

i'll give my OWN wishes to you directly.
but on this very page, let me just say,
hippsy blastday, sweetheart.
may you always be blessed and be a blessing.
i'm proud of you, always have been and always will be.
i love you (:


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23.7.11 || 12:00:00 AM


this is me
21.7.11 || 1:34:00 AM

i am me.
i love morning sunlight and blue skies.
i love shape-guessing clouds, i love stargazing.
i am really afraid of ghosts. and unfortunately in this case, i am highly imaginative - i can become a tad bit oversensitive to sounds, and start imagining shadows and things; especially after watching horror movies.

i am very random.
i overthink things.
i love pink and yellow and fuchsia and purple.
i REALLY love ice cream, especially cookies and cream.
i love french fries and chicken nugget.
i hate fatty, springy foods such as pork.

i often refer my life situation to those in dramas.

i really love daydreaming and imagining things.
i want to try to live in a flower, under the sea, underground, in a hollow tree, in an anthill, in the outer space, in an igloo.

i like to sing and dance in the bathroom.
well, actually i like to sing and dance just about everywhere.
i like to play and sing with my hairdryer - put it in front of my face and it will have two different functions: a microphone and a blower. presto, i'm at my own concert.

i like having some me-time. i even need it.
i like talking to myself. mostly in english.
i love reading and picturing what i read.

i really like giving out hugs to people. i think hugs are one of the most precious gifts you can give to someone. it makes you (or me, at the very least) feel warm, safe... and wanted. and loved.
i am a tad bit over-emotional. i cry reading a good book, i cry watching a good movie, i even started to cry when my boyfriend's grandma started talking about eating dogs. oh and i even couldn't help crying when my boyfriend refused to stop tickling me. well...

i love animals, especially the fluffy ones like penguins, polar bears, hippo...
i especially love dogs. oh, and elephants for their kind eyes.

i like inventing and playing with funny sounds such as munyu, ponyo, nyuu, nyaa, haiyanya etc. i can be obsessed with them for some times and then switch to the new ones.

i love wearing classic clothes.
i love swings, and snow domes, and music boxes.

i really love christmas.
i also like holy month Ramadhan (i am not a Moslem, but i really like the atmosphere of holy month Ramadhan).
i love opening up presents, but will be extra careful not to rip them wrappings. it will break my heart if i accidentally rip the cute ones.

i love watching random people. i love guessing what's on their mind, what's going on in their life, how it feels like to be them. sometimes i even forget how rude it is to stare.
i really love listening to people's story. i'd rather listen to a hundred stories than to tell my own story.
i am naturally quite introvert. the more attached i am to someone, the more open and childish i can be with them. that's because i'm letting my guards down.

i really hate it when i hurt people, both intentionally and unintentionally.
when i really love someone, i can love them so much that it comes to the point where all that matters is their happiness. where i feel like i would do anything, even sacrifice my own happiness, if that makes them happy.
it takes me really long to learn to say 'no' to people.

i love being cuddled.
i love being carried. i sometimes like being fed. :p
i still love balloons and making bubbles.
i still enjoy naming things; even the balloons i got from pizza hut. (i named them Jose Orenho and Yellow Band).

i can't live without emoticons. i always use them to make things less serious or scary. and the consequences? well, sometimes if i get text messages from people without emoticons, i will think that they are angry or bored with me.

i'm really awkward meeting new people, but most of the time i push myself to 'man-up' and give them a big grin. i pretend to be confident and i end up that way.

i really love giving praises. i really do. sometimes people think that i'm just doing that as an act of ass-kissing. or formality. or out of pity. well..? whatever. i really love giving them for the sake of praises itself. nothing else. i just find a healthy dose of praises never hurts.

i like 'collecting' quotes. and using them as references in situations.
i can't lie that i tend to care about what people think about me. it really hurts my feelings when i find out that someone's actually thinking bad of me.
i can be really superstitious. i believe that saying negative words, or telling good news that i'm not sure of yet, would jinx it.

i am ALL about marriage. i love imagining about it. enough said. :p

i always try to build connection and maintain communication with myself. to discover more about myself, to learn more, to improve, to understand, to love.

i love oldies music. i like jazz, i like blues, i like bossa nova, i like old pop.. and i think that louis armstrong's voice is the definition of 'delicious'.
it really means a lot to me when my mom said things like 'you're really are your dad's daughter. you have just his sense of music / way of thinking / etc..' as simple as they may be, they still mean a lot. it makes me feel a bit closer to him. (that's why i can also relate to harry potter, hanging to those moments when people tell him 'he has his mother's eyes' or 'he looks just like his father')

when almost every other girl is crazy about chocolate, well, i'm not so into it. i love ice cream better.

i love shopping and buying things for other people. it really is more satisfying.

i think, sometimes my motto can get up to the notch of 'perfect or nothing'. i have to be good at the thing i'm working in, or nothing at all. that's why sometimes i demand so high a standard from myself.

i still love barbie. and dolls. and stuffed animals.
when i am waiting for someone and i don't want to look stupid, i pretend to be busy telephoning people. (while the truth is i have no credit left to make a phone call). now you know.
when i am suspicious about something you do, or when i feel unhappy about your wrong-doing, i will give you a (suspicious/threatening) squint.

i loooove a hot shower. sometimes i pretend to be in a movie shoot, sitting on the floor of the bathroom, head down between my knees like crying, and let the water pour down on me. of course when i am in a deep agony i will do that for real as well.

when i was a kid, i wished to be a detective, a scientist, a vet...
i still secretly wish to try a 'hollywood life'. you know, how it's like to live in the limelight.
i still (insist on) believe(ing) that there's a magical world, like that in harry potter; that i will be able to visit it someday. oh and/or the magical world like in barbie movies.

i love collecting cinema tickets, memorable bus tickets, photographs, little notes from the past. memories.
i really don't want to live without the people i love: my family, my friends, Y, my dogs...
added on july 21st, 2011 at 01.20 PM: i just realized something. of course practically my dogs are not people. but they kinda are to me. (;

i have already named my kids. and planned what the house will look like. and how we (my future husband and i) will raise them.
i really want to work for humanity when i graduate.
i want to live a happy and fruitful life, with no regret on my deathbed...

now that is long. when i started this, i didn't expect it to come this far, sorry :p
well... i guess i am still this little girl who believes that her life is a fairy tale... or no, scratch that - rather, a good novel.
i believe my life will be like a good novel.
it will have an amazing story in it; not perfect - just... strangely familiar, and inspiring, and touching, and moving, to the hearts of those who read it.
and like every good novel, hopefully when it ends, those who've read it will feel they're losing a best friend. (: i hope.

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16.7.11 || 9:54:00 AM

' no more ice cream for you two, young ladies! you're GROUNDED!'



a tribute to the boy who lived
14.7.11 || 10:48:00 PM

i've been meaning to post something about harry potter.
especially when the last 'the end' would be around really soon.
harry potter, both books and movies, have been accompanying me, since i was just this little kid, until now.
and boy, does it not thrill my heart any less.
inside, i'm still a child who believes in it, longing for it to be true, to enter the magical world of harry potter for real; who still checks if the cat in front of my dorm room is mcgonagall, checking up on me; or who still hopes for hagrid to come and tell me ive been accepted into Hogwarts.

hhas i can't write any longer.
like i said, i've been meaning to post something about harry potter for like sooo long.
but everytime i try to, tears just welling in my eyes and i can't go on hhas
so, i hope these pics below (i do not own them) will show how much i feel about harry potter.
this might be the end of an era, but this is never the end of the magic.
for it lives on, inside everyone of us, as long as we still believe.



yeah well.. but anyway...
thanks JK Rowling, for bringing that magical world into ours. (':

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5 signs of spoiled dog and that you need cesar millan
10.7.11 || 1:13:00 PM


she thinks it's appropriate to lie on the couch and occupy all the space so that YOU have nowhere to sit.


and that's not all. she really thinks it's major fun to lie on the couch, not giving YOU any space to sit, AND dominate the telly!


she thinks it's okay to chew and chew and chew her toy bone on the bed. yeah don't mind the saliva.


she enjoys (not) watching you playing the sims 3 on your laptop, decides to sleep with her head on the desk, making it impossible to fold it when YOUR eyes have felt all watery and YOU need some sleep.


she considers sleeping in your room, and yeah, in your bed, with your blanket and pillow, necessary. otherwise she would start protesting and no one could get to sleep. uh-huh, uh-huh.

but THAT is not all.
she also likes to sit on your lap, likes to be pet (and will actually nudge you if you stop), likes to be massaged, and when she's feeling like it, she would refuse to eat from her bowl by herself, but rather ask me (yeah, just me - not my mom or si mbok) to feed her with my hands or to hold her bowl. *rolling eyes.

hhas and yes, you just met my dearest prissy, fatty, baby girl dog (well no, she's not a baby - she's 1 yr and a half), DIPSY. (; hhas you're one lucky brat, i love you too much!

on the other note, let me post some pics of my holiday. :DD
these are the pics when my friends and i went to Sebastian's Coffee Shop (a cafe owned by my friend, Caesa) on June 25th.
1) i love them, like, a lot!
2) stoopid face :p
3) sulky face! (manyun, manyun)
4) just me making cute face HAHA
5) saranghaeyo! (btw those are stitch's paws, a late birthday present from us to monik - aren't they cute!)
6) making davin's dream come true: chinese mafia got some booties uh-huh, uh-huh
7) souvenirs from caesa for us! she went to Disneyland Hongkong  and got us some uber cute key chains (x
8) my EPIC FAIL sensual face. GRAAAAA they all make fun of me for this. can you believe it???! *sure you can -.-"
hhas anyway i had a great, great day with you guys! me love you much!

these are the pics when Y and I went to Mall Taman Anggrek! :DD
1) woohooo! ice skating! this was the first time for Y and he looked uber cute when he teetered around the rink! (x although sometimes it got scary when he grabbed me to avoid falling down. :p
2) he looked so happy when eating yeaa? :p
3) the Strawberry-Taro Mint Frozen Yoghurt with Fresh Strawberry, Kiwi, Mango, and Nata de Coco from Sour Sally that I bought him cause he said he wanted something fresh :p and a lil love note on the tissue along with it (*^^*)
4) waiting for taxi home :DD
i had a great, no, amazing, no, SUPER amazing day that day, thanks sayanggg.. (˘˘)ε˘)

hhas i guess that's all from me for now :DD
i'll see you again soon!
have a great holiday / good luck for exams / some fun at work / etc. etc. etc. you! hhas

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5.7.11 || 10:01:00 PM

I've finally found what i wanna name Ponyo!
It's been driving me crazy for some times now hhas
But i was chatting with Y and Amanda D.W. and it just hit me.
This name, Ponyo, belongs to nothing but a penguin!
A cute, fluffy baby Emperor penguin. (x

So... problem solved! (;
We're only one baby Emperor penguin away to actually apply the solution. :p hhas

see how cute it izzzzz???
"It's so fluffy I'm gonna die!"
- Agnes, Despicable Me

Now I just can't stop picturing having a baby Emperor penguin as my pet, waddling around behind me and making best friends with my dogs. lalalaaaa

PS. thanks, God. I looked to You after all my strength is gone, and You did help me through. I give thanks to Thee for my fear is now gone. (':

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I Look to You
4.7.11 || 8:52:00 AM


As I lay me down
Heaven hear me now
I'm lost without a cause
After giving it my all

Winter storms have come
And darkened my sun
After all that I've been through
Who on earth can I turn to?

I look to You,
I look to You
After all my strength is gone
In You I can be strong
I look to You,
I look to You
And when melodies are gone
In You I hear a song
I look to You

Have to lose my breath
There's no fighting left
Sinking to rise no more
Searching for that open door

And every road that I've taken
Led to my regret
And I don't know if I'm go'n make it
Nothing to do but lift my head

I look to You,
I look to You
After all my strength is gone
In You I can be strong
I look to You,
I look to You
And when melodies are gone
In You I hear a song
I look to You

My levees are broken
My walls are coming down on me
My rain is falling
Defeat is calling
I need You to set me free
Take me far away from the battle
I need You
Shine on me!

I look to You,
I look to You
After all my strength is gone
In You I can be strong
I look to You,
I look to You
And when melodies are gone
In You I hear a song

I look to You...

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1.7.11 || 1:52:00 PM


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