Complex

I found out that Facebook and Twitter aren't fun any longer lately.
Plus, I have no idea to post anything on my blog too.
And hey, what happen with blogger site lately, anyway?
I can't post anything while you say "Bad Request" over and over again!!

*sigh*

And now I can't even draw up things inside my head.
WHOAA !!

These are my random thoughts, while I'm (still) trying to finish my thesis sooner :
Proverb
Quote from Anthony Capella's novel, The Food of Love. That's Italian proverb. I feel like this proverb is so me somehow.

Crave
My Sister : Mom, I want sate padang.
Mom : I'll buy it tonight.
My Sister : Umm .. Mom, but I want it now. *spoiled-whining*
Me : How can you easily request that in the middle of the day? Mom, it's all because you crave sate padang while you pregnant with Ririn, isn't it? No wonder she craves sate padang almost everyday. *rollingeyes*
Mom : Well, yeah ..
My Sister : How about Dhika (my little brother) ?
Mom : I crave toast. Almost everyday I eat toast for 6 months pregnancy.
Me : But Dhika doesn't craving like Ririn. So, how about me, did you crave anything while pregnant with me?
Mom : No. Not at all.
Me : No wonder I'm not neko-neko being your daughter. Well, I hope when I'm pregnant one day, I don't crave any difficult thing. So my future husband doesn't have to wake up in the middle of the night just have to buy sate padang or make some toast.
Mom : Just craving drinking water if that so. For a good baby's skin.
Me : For mother's skin too !!

The absurd conversation above really made me had a deep thought. Who will be my future husband? HAHHA :D

A Dream
Maybe I'm just weak  of my self, cannot hold this missing feelings any longer : I'm dreaming of my darl this two nights. Random, very random.
Once I've dreaming that I'm in his dorm room, waiting for him. On the other night, I'm dreaming his got an accident. I woke up in shocked this morning. And sigh when he text me cheerfully.
text me "goodnight" before you're sleepy, darl.  
Actually, I have had dreaming about him before we met each other, and it really means something.
I could smile a while when I recall it :)

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T.G.I.F !
And finally I can post this stupid-complex-things !
Yay !!!

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