Independence Day

People who read my blog (and of course keep posted with my love life) will recognize the pattern of me a propos to my habit in writing. Whenever I’m in sort of relationship, I become an infrequent blogger. My last blog was like last month and it ended there just at the beginning of my new ‘association’.

I just got back from an annual Independence Day bazaar around my neighborhood. It took place at block 4 (while I’m residing at block 7, just a step away). I arrive there just late enough to still able to watch the main attraction I’ve always wanted to see (but like never), the famous ‘panjat pinang’. There was a bunch of half-naked guy, covered in some sort of oil and then there’s a 10 meters horizontal pipe, which also covered in oil and a bunch of prize including the ‘flag’ on the tip of the pipe. The whole point is for them, shoulder to shoulder, climb onto the end of the pipe to catch the flag that worth millions Rupiah (and counting as time goes by). And of course the catch is that oil that’s so slippery and to make it a lot harder there’s a maximum person per pipe (5 max). Finally, after 15 times of trying (since I arrived there), they got the flag (and of course not to overlook, all the other prize). The flag worth 3,5 mil plus 500k the time they reach it. The funny thing was, the second they reach the flag; all the audience started to went their separate ways and in one half minute, the courtyard was empty. In the middle of the attraction, I spare me some time to buy a burger from a guy with bicycle cart. Just like the old days when I was on elementary school having the same burger in front of the schoolyard (tho, recent style was added to the burger, the meat is now covered with egg).

The hour was 5.21 pm when we decided it was not fun anymore. So we went to Hot Station (my sis craved for the ‘roti kosong’). She ordered it and the kids happened to order dinner there (I thought we only went there for half an hour just to enjoy the roti kosong, turned out we have our dinner there). The dinner only took us one hour for the place was haunted with mosquitoes, DEAD AND ALIVE! Fortunately for the mosquitoes, I use short pants, their dinner was served fresh with a little bit of sweet flavored from the sirap mutiara I drank.

Went home with all the hot sweat and dirt from outside the courtyard drove me insanely desiring for a cold bath and clean my asses off, almost literally speaking.

And here I am now, laying on my bed, having a melancholic moment alone with Michael Buble rhyming L.O.V.E through my ear and out the other. Tomorrow is weekend, me and babe planning on having our dinner at Zenbu and watching Ratatouille at I don't know where (we just decide it tomorrow). Ahh… Okonomiyaki.. here I come! But, I suppose tomorrow, from 9 to 4, I have to company my bro-in-law to his shop because my sis got to pick up one relative from the airport. Think we’re gonna have our dinner at 7. See you tomorrow babe! Til then.. Ciao!

Lots of Love!

ah.. yes, these couple of days, due to i don't know what! my back hurt really bad! i can't bend my self to pick up things from the floor or my back hurt, i cant sit too comfortable or my back hurt, i can't nod too hard or my neck will hurt! it's a pain! so, just 2 days ago, my mother ask a masseur to come to our house and see what's up with me? she come to conclusion that my lower part vein is all stretched and pointed to my back. so she did her thing, and voila, all the vein back to their places. tho it still hurt, but i think it's getting better (still, it's a pain now to sleep in any crazy position i love! i have to sleep like the dead!)

again.. Lots of Love!