Garrulous

New English Word of the Day:

Garrulous

adjective/ˈgær.əl.əs/ˈger-/

having the habit of talking a lot, especially about things which are not important

(or in other word - talkative)

Most girls are garrulous when they're with their friends, don't you think so? Most guys are not really garrulous. They're extremely noisy but they don't talk about the same thing over and over and over and go over details and over again. Girls do that. And when they are finally moving on to another topic, they'll likely go back to that topic some time in the future. It sounds really boring, but, i don't know. I don't feel bored doing that. haha.

anyways, besides garrulous and talkative and chatty and being all mouths, there's another nice word for describing someone who talks a lot: loquacious.

i like that word.

so... if you're describing someone chatty next time, don't use talkative. use garrulous and loquacious. you'll sound intelligent.

Definition of word from Cambridge.

PROCASTINATING.

Any idea on how to stop procastinating?

I procastinate a lotttt and i'm tired of it. It's like, God has given me really big chances that i constantly screw up just because of my undying habit of procastinating.

I'm wasting a lot of precious time!

help, please?

A Quote :D

I've got some school stuff going on and my head is like swirling all over the place.

Sooooo here is a good quote from the Twilight Children book thingy:

When at last she could gasp for air, she said, "And what was awful, what was really awful, was that when i got to his house finally, finally, after all that time, there weren't any Barbies. Not even one. He'd lied to me. He didn't really have any toys at all."

- Cassandra, when telling Torey about her abduction.

yesss you wouldn't get it if you haven't read the book.

a bit of imagination.

some random fact on my childhood:

i had this imaginary friend that made me fell from this kiddy train in timezone.

(she told me it's funner to ride in the second story of the train and when i tried to get out of the first story the train moved)

i knew the word 'fork' from an imaginary airplane that landed in my house. (the airplane people told me that 'poci teh' --which are really teapots-- are called fork in english)

i talked to this telephone toy and talk english with this 'Kevin' guy. it's really just some worthless babbling.

these actually leads me to recent thoughts that maybe, just maybe, i have the slightest hint of autism. (or at least used to) (crazy thought. i know.)

but i read in that Twilight Children book that most kids have imaginary friend(s) and they usually live in their own imaginary world. they usually grow out of it. some brings it to adolescence and even adulthood, but that doesn't mean they have autism.

so, yeah. just some silly thought then.

A Grateful Day :)

on the 326th page of this book, i came into the conclusion that my childhood was heaven.

i don't have elective mutism.

my parents listened to my chattering (even though they said the only time I'd stop is when i sleep)

my mom used to take me shopping with her and bore me a lot.

my mom used to eat empek-empek and all the other nice stuff with me when it's our time alone.

i have great friends (i think i have more friends on early primary than i do now)

i used to have fun playing Cinderella and the Evil Stepsisters with my kindergarten friends.

i am never abducted by my dad.

i don't have genetical problems that cause me unable to speak.

my parents love me.

my parents doesn't use me for their own good.

i don't have siblings that die because of eating too much sugared laudanum.

i could go on and on.

and now i'm caught in my childhood nostalgia. it was a lot of fun being a child.

the point is, i am so much luckier than a lot of children.

and whatever problem i am encountering right now,

they're just not worth the complaining.

I have God and He is way bigger than my problems.

so, well, smile :D

start wearing I Love Mondays t-shirt.

be grateful that even though your school walls are just thin wood boards painted white, at least you could exchange secret knocking codes with the class beside your class.

stop sulking about how the Indonesian government is unfair.

stop complaining about the place you are put in.

start making the place around you better.

if you could complain and see the bad side of something, why can't you turn it better?

start with a grateful attitude.

positive acts are contagious you know.

Knitted Bow

Happy Friday the 13th! :D

Hope it brings joy and love and lots of luck to everyone.

anyway, i saw 13:13 on the clock today.

a lovely complimentary tea jelly from SerbaFood.

my current love:

knitted bow.

(and i didn't know such thing exist until Anna posted about it)

image from topherco

image from Yokoo

image from dolly knits

Image from Love Notes and Polaroids

I'm trying to make one :D

Birthdays.

Happy belated birthday to Bobby Fernando!

please publish a book based on your blog. it's gonna be interesting. haha

(and if you do, you owe me a signed version)

i'm always late at saying happy birthdays *sigh*.

anyways, talking of birthdays, my birthday is right one month away!

i wanna do something different.

you know... stop making it just another passing year.

well first thing i want to do before i'm 15:

-write an article (or story or whatever) and get it published on a magazine.

it would really be my dream come true.