Channing Tatum's Hot Ass vs. The Nasi Padang
The first day of the Ramadhan.
I just realize recently how very little I remember about the year I spent living and working in Jakarta. I remember some events where I went out with my friends, and some times regarding work and the office, and also the weekend travels I often made to Yogyakarta for the sake of romance, but not much in between.
This memory loss includes the Ramadhan I spent last year in Jakarta. Apparently at the first two or three days of it I still made posts and then stopped, for I don't know why. Haha. The Ramadhan before that was spent in Yogyakarta.
Last night J took me out to see GI Joe. :) Verrry nice film. heheh. We got the tickets for the 21.00 show. My friend warned me about Channing Tatum's ass, and yes I must admit it's a fine ass. Marlon Wayans is very funny. And the Korean actor playing White Storm is so cool he burns. The film was pleasant and I could go on rambling about it, but I will save it for a film review. Ahaha.
Ai lai lai kutang barendooo... tak bakutang saraso jandooo...
We got home nearly midnight and I was starving because the only meal I had throughout the day was lunch. So J treated me with Nasi Padang! YEA! A pile of those heartburners to go, and I had it with a bottle of mineral water. Chewing rigourously at first, and then decreasing into a slow and deliberate chews at the end. And.... like magic (hah) I WAS FULL!!!!
I think I fell asleep at around 2 am while trying to read more out of the Rudolf Mrazek book. Somebody kicked my leg at 4 am but I can't be bothered to wake up. I woke around 10.30 and started the day with the usual house cleaning routines and nearly made myself a cup of tea when I realized, oh...yeah... fasting month :D haa haa!
I cheated with another nap after 2 pm, but didn't make it until 6 as planned coz I woke up an hour later feeling a lil bit of nausea. So I walked around inside the house and nearly forgot myself and was half way in making a glass of cool lemonade. Oh dear. So, to get my mind of things I tried going online, blogtripping here and there... and then Her Highness Queen of My Universe called.
Mom: Are you fasting?
Me: Yes
Mom: Don't forget to pray
Me: (pause) ...errr...ok.
and the conversation went on a bit, but the main point was just that above. Very effective my mother is.
I tried to built up some spirit to open the new novel I had bought last month and started reading it when J came up and asked.
J: Are you fasting?
Me: (lazily) yyyyeeessss
J: You didn't sahur?
Me: Noooooope
J: If you didn't, why are you fasting?
Me: Nyeh. (well, actually, this is a good question considering my track record in fast-breaking ahahah. Aside of it being compulsory, I just felt like doing it... so ... hahahah)
Me: Will you buy me fruit soup? (big grin) heheh
J: It's still 2 hours away [from breaking the fast]
Me: Well, yes, but I want fruit soup.
J: Nyeh.
He left to run some errands, and I busied myself brewing some herbs so I can have something nice and sweet to drink at Maghrib. AND! J showed up at 6, bringing the fruit soup. HA! ;) thankyouuuuu. That is just so sweet.
mmm... fruuuiiittss...
After finishing our bowls of fruit soup he left again to see someone, so I was back on Meg and tried to get some work done. Oh oh oh, J returned again at 8 bringing Fried Duck with killer sambal! OHYEA! THAT IS JUST SO SWEET! >:D
omnomnomnomnom... I love you J, for understanding my stomach completely. :-* mwah!
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