About Me

So, basically this blog was started by envy. Kulam Ikan Tetangga (the neighbor's fish pond) is a variation to the saying that goes "the neighbor's Grass is always greener". The Neighbor's Fish Pond will always have fatter and more fish (than your own fishpond). And so it is.

Two Thousand Seven All Over Again

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Now I remember why I don't really like sahur at 3-4 am. Am too lazy to chew. Had nasi padang too early at 11 pm, the bread toast was shared between me and J. I was still up until half past three this morning, and there are still left over of the toast, so I finished it off. It was just one slice, but it took like five minutes for me to chew and swallow. Tonight I would probably had my sahur as late as 2 am. Later than that I would be too lazy to eat anything. Yeah, it doesn't sound right does it? Me, lazy to eat anything. Haha.

I woke up at ten this morning. This is quite early by average. I did the house chores while updating news through plurknation. Internet connection is as slow as ever. And it's a hot hot day. So hot and dry, I resorted to the wonder of olive oil for my parched parched skin. I skipped my hair because I planned to chop it off today.

Since I planned to write something about batik, after house chores I kept myself awake for another two hours or so, e-mailing tasks and wiki-ing some stuffs...forgot what my original plan was and ended up blogtripping again (ahahah). I fell asleep again in the midst of this. hmm

I woke up again at 4.30 pm at the sight of J holding two plastic bags. One was filled with kolak, and the other was staple food: rice and the stuffs dunno what I hadn't open it. :) Wow. I honestly had planned for a cup of hot tea while thinking of what I want to chew later on after Maghrib, so this was better by far :D

J: Have you been sleeping all day?
Me: Nooope.
J: I thought you were going to cut your hair.

Oh yeah, as a matter of fact, I was! Nearly forgot about it. Since I still had time before Maghrib, I headed to the nearest beauty salon and returned in time for breaking the fast with my head considerably lighter. AHA!

It only cost six thousand rupiahs. That's a tenth of what I spent in Jakarta for my last haircut! Of course the result is not superbly satisfying, but it will do for now. I shall have it fixed later, perhaps next month when my hair started to grow out and the untidy cut beginning to show. A good thing I still keep the hair wax from the days when my hair was fail-mohawked hahaha.

Does the new hair do making me un-generic? Hmmm... This needs further investigation.

I damned look like a butch that's what. HAHAHA. demn.
oh well....

4 comments :

kivaa said...

weeew.. NEMEEWUUUU!!! * sigh * :P

M. Lim said...

Asik to... krimbat cumak selawe ewu. Sip tenan maknyos makjos.

M. Lim said...

Asik to... krimbat cumak selawe ewu. Sip tenan maknyos makjos.

M. Lim said...

Asik to... krimbat cumak selawe ewu. Sip tenan maknyos makjos.