home

Every spoken word interpreted as something mean. When I don't talk they think I am mad. When I talk, they don't interest. Everything I do is wrong. That's why I feel strange in my home. I think something called home is a place where you can share anything with your family member, do silly things, be yourself, and still accepted. It's not what I feel. I have one brother, and yes, he's totally different with me. He's smart, diligent, and patient. The problem is our different being compared and it is totally sucks. How can you wish both of your child become that perfect?
You always angry when I hang out with my friend frequently, but have you realize that I go because I feel not wanted? I don't know, I am too sensitive or what, but it's really hurt when you treat me like that.

birthday bash

This is my birthday shoots that held almost one year ago on resto9, Surabaya, Indonesia. And that photo was taken before the party start.

After my make up already done, my photographer, yan agusta, ask me to go outside to took any picture. He find that sun effect to shoot me and the result is great. He is one of my favorite photographer in my town.

That party color is gold, red, and black. Such a beautiful place.

here we go, 2012

Welcome 2012! New year, new spirit, new hope. Wishing this year will be good for everyone, and wish we can have a wonderful year :)

So, what do you doing today, on the first day of this year?

I've go to Galaxy mall in Surabaya with my family and watching ghost protocol (ya! I know its to late, but i just have time to watch this movie after a long time).
And now, i have a early dinner on one of my mother's favorite chinese restaurant, Moi Garden.

seem so yummy, right? :9

XOXO,

Lydia

hello central java!

 

I've go to Jogja and solo for 5 days. Actually, i don't really like jogja. Not because the people or the city. I just don't like their culture. Jogja's people like to plays kuda lumping, and they possessed because of some 'unknown spirit' that enter to their body. In that condition, they can eat a glass or barbed wire, and sometimes they can attack people around there. It's really scared.
I've write that post not to make you hate Jogja's culture. Its just my opinion. By the way, there are some photo I take in jogja. Here is it.

Keep walking, Hamster!

What a beautiful sunflower.