Bandung! :)

me, mom, dad && sissy went to bandung on a saturday evening and came back on sunday afternoon :)

it was quite a trip. because it was actually our first time driving there ourselves woot but we didn't get lost. a huge thanks to andre, tukang ojek, tukang warung && tukang nangka!

we slept at the navy's mess there right in front of rumah mode (but sadly did not stop by). it was near parta porte (the native american shop i told you before). 

okay so i shall skip our unexciting saturday there because we just sat there watching indonesian idol haha :)

the nexxxttt day i went to parta porte. and bought a bigger dream catcher + a dream catcher necklace :D yayness! after that we went right to kartika sari and ate mie kocok weehee. it was fine....although not the type of food i'd eat on a normal day. 

so mom and sister was the ones who went to kartika sari. i just stayed in the car....and then badumm tsss sissy went back with two boxes of rainbow cake & red velvet! the cake was fine, although i prefer the ones in dapur cokelat. but i ate them all anyway. haha.

after filling our big round tummies. we went to jl. riau to actually go shopping and bought nothing theree :( huhu it was so crowded and the stores weren't at the same roads. 

so i told mommy i wanted to go and visit paris van java instead. i thought going to jl. riau was just a big waste of time. huhu although rsrch was on saleee :( but the mbak mbak took so long just to bring me the right size. lost my mood and left the store instead .-.

paris van java was even more crowded!!! it was so hard to find a parking spot and the stupid vallet was full.

after we finally got our parking spot we went in and did a wee bit of shopping :$ mango was on saaaaaleeee i need to go back to pvj aaa D: why is it that i'm stuck here in jkt :( the good stuff here are barely on sale huh. how disappointing (?) hehe. and plus there was this booth that sells stuff for polaroid aaaa :( it's just sad that we don't have them in jakarta......or we do but i just don't know where hehe.

my feet felt like it was going to copot from my butt and then run away for eternity :\

so we went homeeeee! yayayayayay.

here are my sunday finds! ♥

{the dream catcher i told you hihi}

{the new dream catcherrrr :D}

{aztec printed shirt; mango}

{oklahoma shirt; unknown}

{brown leather bag; days&co.}

hehehehehe told ya i only did a wee bit shopping :) hahahaahaha am very happy though with what i boughhttttt. oh ja, i am soooo in love with brown stuff :( huhu i don't know why but i think brown fits in to any color!!! hehehe.

that's all for today sorry for the boring post :* mwa!

asdfghjklove,

davia!!!

Kilos :(

I wish i could just snap my fingers and lose kilos :( i'm so heavy and wide and round and hwaaaa :( help me help me is there any fast (but of course safe) way to lose kilossss? D:

asdfghjklqwertyuioxcvbnmdfghkl.........

Davia.

Had & Sappy

to all the awesome readers out there.

how's life treating you these days?

mine's going good. could be better...but i'm okay. so um i did not fail geography and i passed economy! :O :D i know. shocking, right? but i failed indo :\ i guess i deserve it. i never really attend her class anyway.

soooooooooooo me and my family are planning to go to bandung on sunday! :) but we're not really going to stay there cause you know i still have school && crap. but i told dad i wanted to visit that native american shop i visit last time :) because i didn't bring enough money to buy the headband i want and more dream-catchers and the cute bags they're sellinggg!!! haha he actually said yess! woot!

oh ya so here's something i wanted to share to all of you :)

my name's thaniya rizki davia. people used to call me nia but nowadays they call me davia.

i was born in Philippine. my dad had to go there because of his job. he's a navy, btw. well, i was never considered a rich kid in school :) but you know, just not a poor one either.

i spent my 3rd, 4th & 5th grade in Holland :) ISH (International School of The Hague) Alhamdulillah, because of my dad's job i have traveled to about fifteen or sixteen countries :) when i came back, my dad got stroke. until now, he hasn't fully recovered. but i'm still thankful that he's not jobless.

well here's the "real" thing i wanted to show you.

you, cannot judge someone by how they show up to be. you cannot tell whether someone's happy or not. you cannot say that you have it worse. because sometimes, you don't.

i am definitely not glad to see my dad sick. because he can barely walk now and it kills me to see him so desperate of this tiring life he's in. but i am glad, that he can put all of that aside and look at me, my mom, my sister. he's staying strong for all of us. he knows that we cannot live this world without him. he knows that he's still needed. to give us shelter. to joke around. to criticize how to drive. to drink tea every single afternoon. and to bring laughter between the whole family. 

well, he can be pretty darn annoying sometimes. but it's human to be selfish.

i'm not saying that i have it worse than all of you because i don't really think so. it's not how you react on a situation it's how you get back up again!

i believe that happiness and sadness comes in one package. so whenever you're happy, prepare yourself. if you're sad, don't worry too much! :) 

the world might be a horrible place to live in, but not all the good things are visible to the eyes.

a lot of people cannot appreciate what they have. but don't realize that a lot of people has it sooo much worse. you're happy a lot, you  don't appreciate. you're sad once, you act like God is being mean to you only. do you even realize how fucked up THAT is?

"never forget to be happy."

Asdfghjklove,

Davia.

See the thing about the quote above is that...

What do you when your happiness depends on someone else? Someone who you can't seem to go a day without. Someone who never left your mind. Someone who you can't hate. No matter how hard you try. Someone you just can't walk away from. No matter how far your feet has taken you.

I'm now in this long process of leaving and letting go. I'm not gonna lie, this, might be the hardest thing I've tried so far. You, sir. Are like gravity. Every time I'm ready to leave. You keep pulling me back.

I can't go a day without knowing what you've been up to. I can't sleep without the thought of you're going to be the first person I receive a bbm from. I-JUST-CAN'T.

Well...I guess it's true. That sometimes, it's not the butterflies that tell you you're in love. It's the pain. It's the awful feeling you get when you know you made him sad.

It's the guilt you get when you can't be there whenever he needs you. It's the smile you make without even noticing because he suddenly crossed your mind. It's the laugh you fake just to make him sure you're fine with what he's doing. It's the little heart-attack you get when you hear that he's hurt. It's the comfort you feel when you're by his side. Wherever you both are. 

It's all of that mixed and crumbled together.

It's one, big, true feeling you can't easily explain.

Maybe, just maybe, we're meant to be. Or maybe, this is just God's way of showing how it is to love someone so bad that it hurts you to see them down. It's the guy you think he's better off without you. Just... you know, happier.
here's another quote. from Rihanna's MV, We Found Love.

It’s like you’re screaming and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important, that without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. And when it’s over and it’s gone, you almost wish you could have all the bad stuff back, so you can have the good.

nom, if you're reading this, i hope you're okay.

asdfghklove,

davia.

Eat. Laugh. Enjoy Life. Repeat.

ummm so here's the thing about being in the mood to write a post; i always have nothing to write about. gee-_-  so the final exam is finaaaallly over :D very thankful!
i'm going to be a twelve grader soon! :) i don't even know what to feel. i mean...should i be happy about it? :/
anyways....
i was at school today. (ngechek nilai yang kayak oompa loompa...if you know what i mean.)
nothing bizarre happened, though. besides the fact that i passed pkn. hehe :) and failed sunda. ++ only got 70 for English.
the teacher doesn't even come into my class. duh. why should she? her english is poop anyway.
i just did a powerpoint on Penginderaan jauh && GIS. it was very stressful. and it turns out that we don't need to make 'em :( we just have to tell him that we made them. i'm failing geo :( i have no motivatioooon. arrrrrrr.
thinking about un gives me goosebumps! :( and the fact that i'm going to ruin every dream by not passing the national exam scares me so much i think i might kill myself a day before the national exam D:
i used to have this little notebook where i would write about "ideas on how to commit suicide" it was weird cause i've never been THAT desperate before.............and then i moved school. and lost my friggin notebook. now i am too lazy to start a new list so whatever.
i don't think that this highschool life will ever be enjoyable. am really hoping for a better one in College! :) pretty sure i will do pretty fine (at least better) there. with the subject i'm motivated into and stuff.
i mean high school in indo is horrible :( you have to learn loads of shit and remember it. then do a test on all of it together in the end of your high school year :\ umm who else feels suicidal??
AAAAAAA i just can't wait to graduate and forget Jakartaaaaa!!! or Indo or whatever :( hhhhhhhh i don't want to live here anymore it's racist it's polluted and it's keras, bro. JAKARTA KERAAASSSSSS. :( get me ouuutttttt of hereeeee.
and oh by the way.....
Here's to Senior Year.

asdfghjklove,
Davia.

48th

hi everyone. this post is dedicated to the best mom in the entire universe. bdummm tsssss

Mrs. Yani Subandi! ♥

She's surprisingly 48 now. and doesn't look even close to being 48!!! haha i don't know how she does that :d but whatever.

jadi, sehari sebelum dia ulang taun tuh dia emang udah sok sok ngelucu ngejayus gitu deh ngmng "ah gak ada yg kasih kado :( gak ada yg kasih kue..." dan gue + bee cuma bisa krik krik aja.......karena kita diem diem udah beliin dia strawberry cheesecake di harvest! woot!

ceritanya bea tuh emang lagi jalan sama temen-temennya ke depok gitudeh dan pas dia pulang, dia ngajak mama papa ngobrol di kamar papa gue ambil gue trs naro di kulkas tapi belakangnya. jadi gue tumpuk tumpuk depannya biar ga keliatan. 

sebenernya nyokap gue tuh orangnya suka ngobrak ngabrik kulkas terus ga makan apa-apa....cuma ya gitu. Tuhan memang baik sih ;p

nah....besoknya sebenernya gue sama bea tuh maunya bangun jam limaan gitu cuma alarm malah gue dismiss jadi bangunnya jam enem. untung nyokap gue tuh ga tidur ampe jam tiga pagi jd jam enem tuh masih molor. akhirnya gue sama bea ngendap ngendap ke bawah gitu ambil gue terus nyalain lilinnya.

diluar dugaan, nyokap gue bangun. jadi kita terpaksa ngumpet dulu. dan pas dia buka pintu, jalan keluar....(masih pake daster, sweater tebel sama koskaki) gue sama bee loncat nyanyiin happy birthday. :*

sumpah nyokap gue tuh girang banget dapet surprise. dia tepuk tepuk tangan sambil ketawa tawa gitudeh. karena laper dan gue lagi uas.....jd kita lgsg bawa kuenya ke meja makan daaaan kita santaaap!

abis makan gue langsung siap siap deh ke sekolah buat uas. hahahahahahaha karena pulangnya cepet, pas udahan ulangan mama papa gue & bee akhirnya ke hanamasa buat yaaa makan-makan aja. ga cucok jg dibilang ngerayain sih soalnya kayak hari hari biasa (: disana kita makaaaaaan makan makan kan kan kan kan terus foto-foto jg, pastinya :p

here's a cute pic of dad. mama actually used the camera and took it herself. ah, so proud of you ma :'') after all this time....you finally know how to use our camera.

there are a lot of more pics but so little will lol

abis makan kenyang kita langsung ke gancy buat nonton lockout. out of scale 1-10 the movie deserves an 8 :) pretty good.

jaja :D that's all for today! *yawns*

baaaaaaiiiiiii 

asdfghjklove,

Davia.

My definition of love

{Ricky Chandra}

asdfghjkwuv,

davia