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| I believe that many people have reasons why they write in diaries/journals/blogs.:P Hey, I can even list some of those here pretty easy: 1."I just love writing. It's my hobby." 2.I think too much. If I don't do something really constructive and productive about it, I am afraid that my poor head will soon explode!*big evil grin* 3."I write better than I talk, and I don't feel like wasting other people's precious time listening (and waiting impatiently) to my stutterings. That's awfully embarrassing!" 4."Not everybody in the world can always accept brutal honesty. That's what I am truly aware of." 5."I feel that the world is slowly lacking sympathy.:( Still, you know what to do when nobody bothers to at least spend a little time to listen to your problems." 6."I can be my own heroine in my own storybook!";D 7.... ...and the list could go on forever. However, I'd like to sum it all up with my own reason these days: "This is my way of keeping my sanity." ......................... *big evil grin* Yes, people. That's right. I am seriously addicted to writing. This has been my therapy. You may and may not like what I write in here. That is truly up to you. Besides, I am just here to present my point of view. So, welcome to my world. The Author |
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Alright, I know it's been almost a week since the last time I went online to update entries. I'm going to try my best to make a quick recap here (especially since my stupid hands are still rather shaky from the aftermath of the damn fever.:|) Well, here we go: November 4th: My 26th birthday.:) It wasn't so bad. Nick was the very first person to have greeted me with his text message (that had woken me up at sometime around three in the morning!*giggles*) Then, Hani's text came at five. Then my family greeted me in the morning. We'd gone to Dad's relatives' gathering in Pondok Kelapa, Kali Malang, East Jakarta that day. Nick suddenly called me and we'd talked for almost an hour!:D Since I'd been in the car with my family, they couldn't resist teasing me. (Grrh!:P) Maybe it was just my own, fake British accent that had somehow amused them all over again. Hehe.*big evil grin* November 5th: Back to work.:( Believe it or not, my salary was still delayed.*rolls eyes* I used my very, very last Rp.10,000 to print the contract draft out. Sweet...in a sarcastic way. Again, I was literallly asked to understand. Business has been too damn slow. Okay. November 6th: Back to work again.:( My salary? Oh, God.*rolls eyes* Please, don't ask. November 7th: Andin came to the restaurant in the morning to deliver my sister's ordered vintage blouse (my sister dug Mira's brown one so she'd asked the sisters to find her another and --- of course --- she'd promised she'd have paid soon.*big evil grin* Well, we'll see.*shrugs*) She'd also given me my belated birthday present!:D I love the vintage blouse for me. I know it's girly, but it suits me well. Besides, my wardrobe mainly consists of regular tees.:P November 8th: Got the tickets from SPICE!, but still waiting for my salary.:( Today: I WANT MY SALARY!!!:'-( The Author | ||
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