Wasting The Time (-_______-)##

Today i had an appointment to do the college task with my classmate. Couple days ago i said “let’s just meet in Sunday at 9 am”. He disagreed and chose Saturday at the same time. I’m so busy these entire week but i said ok. It’s because i thought he is quite good friend with me, we known for each other for almost three years. We took many classes together and we worked on the same student organization. I came at nine and he’s not there.

I sent him a message at ten but no reply. One hour later, he sent me message for just asking whether i bring laptop or not. I said of course, just come quick. It’s like he would never come. I waited till 1.30, but i just got the wind to chat with. Some minutes later, about few minutes to 2 pm, he sent me message that told me where was his position. On our organization room. Just that. I replied his message and he just said “did i do wrong?” Phew, what a great friend. Haha. I know maybe my anger is overwhelming. Maybe it’s just because i had so many tasks and i was becoming easy to mad at anything improper. Gosh,i had wasted my priceless time for an activity called “waiting”. Magnifique! I tried to do another task while waiting, but i just can’t focus on it. I’m so angry. I want to kick his head. I want to tear his body into pieces. Or whatelse sadistic. Or take him to the hospital, who knows he got the temporary amnesia. Well, i know i can’t do nothing except write down all my dissapointment on these window. Yeah,pretty satisfying. Haha. Hope he’ll burn out in hell, as**ole!

-august first,2010-

lovely rain on holiday monday morning :))

Bonjour, everyone....
It's raining on my hometown rite now. Not a big rain. Not a light, one. Just perfect.

I always love rain since i'm a litte girl. The furthest time i remember when i was about three or four years old. I was standing on the sofa behind the window in my grandma's old house starring the rain. I love the way raindrops fell as a clear ball then dropped to the ground,, i love the smell, too.

When i was 14, i like to imagine being one of Harry Potter's friend, sitting beside him in the train, it's raining outside, the mistyque green hills are sparkling and wet, and we're waiting for Hogwarts. Honestly, i still hope for that moment till now :)

Another thing again i like about raining is i can be so easily write(about anyting,junk to mellow to serious) down my thoughts.I often get new weird-yet-original idea for my random short story or the spirit to make up my blogs or doing my homework with a big smile. Grin. Grin...

Right now, i get the second one. After million years( yes, i always so that hyperbolics) i don't care about my blogs, i want to see them, give new clothes, and post some posts i forget in my laptop. Some are new, when some are from past time in my e-diary. Maybe that's all boring. But, force yourself to enjoy that. LOL

we are perfect two

Well,hola everybody...
It's been a pretty long time i don't write anything on this room nor StoplesFi, my another blogging page. I've always on this kind of up-and-down mood. Sometimes i feel like borned to write, and another time i just don't know how to spell a word. Hehe. I will get my mood up often when i'm interested on someone or something. It's often happening when i'm in love. Euhh, what a hormon! And what i wanna tell you is i think i'm in love with someone, now. Errr, maybe not so that in love yet. He's like everything, so addicting, but i don't want to follow him into the dark, or something "dramatic" like that.
He's like jump from nowhere into my plain love life, if i could say i have one. I like this kind of feeling, warm when he's around. I like this kind of heartbeating. I like the color of my blushing cheek. I like my silly smile. Maybe it's all about me. Maybe he's just an open door to the light, not the light itself-who knows, from the darkside of my unpure heart. Haha. But, whatever, still, he makes me melting all the time she stares at me. I feel like a 15 years old gal :D
I just want to thank him for appearing the right time in front of me. Feels like shower to my flower. For almost a week, i just have single song in my playlist. It's "Perfect Two" by Auburn. That silly sweet lyrics and rythm fit me perfectly on this situation. I take some part of the lyrics below. Hey boy, i think you can complete me, and who knows if in the future you'll be the one i wanna marry :)

Perfect Two

You can the peanut butter to my jelly
You can be the butterflies I feel in my belly
You can can be the captain
I can be your first mate
You can be the chills that I feel on our first date

You can be the hero
I can be your side kick
You can be the tear
That I cry if we ever split
You can be the rain from the cloud when it's stormin
Or u can be the sun when it shines in the mornin

Don't know if I could ever be
Without u cause boy u complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need

Cause you're the apple to my pie
You're th straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry

Cause you're the one for me (for me )
And I'm the one for you (for u)
U take th both of (of us)
And we're the perfect two

We're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two

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