sometimes illusions aren't so simple.

Monday, May 18, 2009

Play that funky music,white boy.

I have been an Adam freaking Lambert fan since the auditions. I mean, what? That tight leather pants, eyeliners, black polished nails and freaking freaking Michael-from-Steelheart-like voice. Where do we get to see that kind of talent? Gosh, this year's amazing men.
But Kris. Oh Kris Kris Kris. He just keeps me melting and melting.And meltinnngggggg~~
Everytime he smiled to the camera,you know,its like. Oh sudahlah,mari sini kris,aku kiss kau banyak banyak. Aha!He just turns my bones into sponge. Of course, not as much as another someone does.Ehem. Still, can both of them win? I want both of them win.

and damn,im still trying to find Kris's version of heartless. I need that song. For my long bus rides and my boring breaks.

Pffft. Life has been pretty much consistent since my parents left for Tanah Haram. But boy oh boy,babysitting 3 teenagers, 2 kids and adultsitting one grandfather is a pretty tough job. Well, i thought i can lose some weight due to the amount of work that had to be done back to back everyday,but it seems like im munching more when im working more. Keee.

Work is so boring i can't even describe it. Easy money, easy job. Stand stand stand. Sell bag. Stand. Stand. Sell. Stand long long. But since I want to console myself, I would say, its great cuz i can dream. Which is what i did most of the time. Work is ugh minus the dreaming. The only time i can actually smile sincerely was when I saw that person waiting for me, smiling wide, doing everything he can to make me so so so happy. Doing everything he can, to help me so I won't be facing these 2 weeks alone.

Off to work again.


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