chant
Don't know how I fell under his spell.
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The name is Anita Pravitasari. People call me "anita". Likes to prefer her self as "nyt". 20 years old (There. I've changed it). Live in Jakarta-Bandung, Indonesia. In a relationship. Currently taking major in Chemical Engineering ITB. Love to write even more to read. Movie geek. Music lover. Often tired and loves sleep. Cries very easily. Is very friendly. Her ultimate fangirl crush would be with Johnny Deep *dies*. Is a spoiler whore. She hardly use a censoring system when she babbles so read at your own risks.

wishlist
The Shack - William P. Young
The Tales of Beedle the Bard - J.K. Rowling
Be With You - Takuji Ichikawa
Water for Elephants - Sara Gruen
Elsewhere - Gabrielle Zevin
A Walking Tour of the Shambles - Neil Gaiman
American Gods - Neil Gaiman
New Moon - Stephanie Meyer
Eclipse - Stephanie Meyer
Breaking Dawn - Stephanie Meyer
The Host - Stephanie Meyer
DSLR camera
new cellphone (any suggestion?)
a LONG vacation (europe baby!)
watching Kungfu Panda
Crayon’s Craft & co, Jl. Aceh no. 15

contacts
anitapravitasari@gmail.com nytnyta@gmail.com nytazspot@hotmail.com sakura_misakichi@yahoo.com
All emails go straight to my Microsoft Outlook.
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recent watch
Sweeny Todd: The Demon Barber from Fleet Street
Elizabeth: The Golden Age
The Spiderwick Chronicles


recent read
The Devil of Nanking
Mo Hayder
The Amulet of Samarkand
Jonathan Stroud
Magyk
Angie Sage


current read
Twilight
Stephanie Meyer
New Moon
Stephanie Meyer
Eclipse
Stephanie Meyer


ment
He smiles and I give in. This could be an enchantment.
I'm Sick
Wednesday 2 July 2008 11:38 pm
Just arrived at home.
Gila. 4 hari ini saya bolak-balik jakarta-bandung-jakarta.
Nemenin Adit (ade saya) ngurus bimbel, pendaftaran ITB, cari tempat singgahan.
Capek.

Hp sementara ini tidak bisa dipakai sbg tmpt mencari hiburan. Entah knp stiap message 'not sent'.

Are you trying to drive me crazy?

I'm trying to calm down. Trying not to turn into a possessive bitch. But it just SO HARD.
It makes me anxious, to be away from you.
How pathetic. I'm being irrational.

Tried to get my mind off of you by reading your presents, but they made it worst. You have no idea how powerful words can be. I can tolerate narrating, but when they get to physical, HEART-BEATING physical, there's no way I can bear that. Makes me longing for you presence more and more. Stupid romance novels.

I can't help but wondering whether these things are one sided. To gain a little confidence, I searched for any attraction that I hold, and I came with nothing.

I'm very self-conscious lately.

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