Sunday 10 June 2012

Damn, you are such a shit

Hey, can you imagine when a shit smells like a shit and someone says it smells like perfume?

Seriously I can't figure out how can a shit is to be transformed to become a perfume.

But, I know who manage to do that.
The one and only ones.


The bedsheet, is the cheapest with bad quality but she claimed that it's high density!
'Owh...darling, you are so caring...'

But, guess what, I would rather say,
'Hey, keep it for yourself, bitc*'

Again, yesterday, I truly wanna show her my pretty fingers off to her.
My little fingers, preferably the middle ones.
I don't meant to be rude, but the message she sent to me yesterday is crap!

8/6/2012, Fiday
'can you return call to me after class. Aldy help you find someone to take over your room. Do you think you can move out by 22nd July, Sunday. Aunt **'

Help me? Owh...thanks for that huh! But you are the most beneficial ones in this agreement, ain't you? 

9/6/2012, Saturday
'Sorry to let you know that the tenantjust told me that he only want to move out in 1st Aug so look like you need to talk to your new landlord to ask for late move in. Every one since to change their mind so fast so I better get them to sign and commit in writing. Aunt **'

Owh, darling, you are such a crap in my eyes... ... you are the one who ask me to move out early, then, what now?! What the hell! You are now making fool and playing words with me huh? #&*%

 

eat, pray, love

Eat, Pray, Love

This is a movie I wished to watch long time ago.
Thanks God, I watched it yesterday.

But i stopped watching after 2 hours passed.
Forgive me, because the story was truly long.
And, I was impatient to finish it as well.

The lady, Liz, who came from New York has travelled to Italy, Rome, India, Bali and other places (perhaps, which I might have missed out) after her divorced.

Just like what Ketut, the old man had told her.
She will experience two marriages, a long ones and the short ones.
In that period of time, she will lost everything of hers.
And, the prophecy on her was true.

She ended her first marriage.

Had a ultimately short affair, but, it ends up with a broken heart.

Love is patient, and it is true.
When you start to regret, you are meant to have lost something.
So do I.

Someday later, I shall be just like her, travelling all around the world.
Learning foreign languages and speaks like the locals do.

Perhaps, it might be a plan of mine 10 years later.
Who knows?

God knows.