The YadaYada Morning Coffee
it’s still early in the morning, writing more and more junks.. as those stupid mobile alarm knocked me, i tried to wake myself up and feel my next loosy day (perhaps!). yesterday, i found another hatred around. probably, a certain kind of "If it’s bitter at the start, then it’s sweeter in the end." i cannot live what i am yesterday for the life of tommorrow. it just happens on and on. i know this is no coincidence. this happen for a reason. feel it as a balance for me. (balance? uuh, hello!!) i can’t stand in the light for a long amount of time. or sit in the dark when i got no people who really understands me. a grey area is something human won’t choose but becomes my object of realization and concern. i don’t have super powers or too weak to be bullied around. i’m just an option of what i’ve choose. people get busy with everyday’s matter which makes them more complicated than they really are. i said once i’m still learning various emotions a human being have and this one is a level i still don’t understand. how come a pain feels so good. it damn hurt, but the more painful the more sweet it tasted. in the light i found another light but dimmer. and starting to fade. we start to lose our communications. i knew i was facing the fact we have to separate. even though there were no goodbye’s i doubt we reach the finish line. the reason of all that is a truth i always try to kept and hide to myself. i didn’t dare questioning the curious in my hand and blew it on.
hmm.. just funny as i walked sometimes, these things just pop up in a such a normal day, well, normal for me. i’m eating peanut butter vs orange bread jam, also a cup of temulawak for my liver cure. minute berfore, i dreamt of eating fried rice, but then i think my maid is just too lazy to make ‘em. gotta go now!
September 14th, 2006 at 6:07 am
Ga ngerti.. abis pake basa inggris seh.. huhu..
September 16th, 2006 at 10:10 pm
hehehehe.. kan basa inggrisnya juga gampang..