huh...
recently i got ordered by a girl (who about to be) "use to be" my friend to fix something, and i fixed her stuff well. in return I've been promised "roasted fish", i just got it actually, and no complain about their taste even i proudly say that wasn't anything special about it.
OK, it's noway about fish at all, it's about a girl, ow no, it's about behavior actually.
i believe most of us would able to describe people (whose behavior) that you really want to be with (friend with he/her, date he/her, or marry he/her) but i also say that most of us can't exactly describe who we really hate ("hate" not actually appropriate, it must be "be disgusted") to be with. recently i for god sake got to admit that i spot that profile (including her teabag sucking fu**in' smile) it was her who impress me on first spot, (she's appear nice somehow, but we're not talking about appearance. and in fact I'm impressed by most good looking bit**).
recently i got ordered by a girl (who about to be) "use to be" my friend to fix something, and i fixed her stuff well. in return I've been promised "roasted fish", i just got it actually, and no complain about their taste even i proudly say that wasn't anything special about it.
OK, it's noway about fish at all, it's about a girl, ow no, it's about behavior actually.
i believe most of us would able to describe people (whose behavior) that you really want to be with (friend with he/her, date he/her, or marry he/her) but i also say that most of us can't exactly describe who we really hate ("hate" not actually appropriate, it must be "be disgusted") to be with. recently i for god sake got to admit that i spot that profile (including her teabag sucking fu**in' smile) it was her who impress me on first spot, (she's appear nice somehow, but we're not talking about appearance. and in fact I'm impressed by most good looking bit**).
whoa...
I was very delighted with last Arsenal EPL match, winning against their "made in dream" team MUFC at Emirates Stadium. the game was absolutely first class entertainments, the passion, tempo, tackles, goals, everything was just the very best of football. besides Arsenal pick 3 points, I also really convert my mood into something good, i was particularly screaming and cursing as if my voice would be wave to Emirates Stadium in London. yeah I know it wasn't, but I fuckin' happy with Samieer Nasri's goals. i sat along with both MU and Arsenal fans in Am's coffee shop and frequently start tit for tat with MU fans...
whoa...
back to work again, "work" is the very complicated thing I ever feel. I don't wanna work just to be honest but fuckin in need of lot money, at this point everything seem to be normal. but what if I work a lot and still having little money, that is fuck, isn't it...? I work at 3 places now, Technozone- repair fucked computer, Alkahfi- Teaching English, AITD- looking for news. the 3 of them was taking lot lot of my precious time and return me less money (maybe just because ain't paid yet). but anyhow, there is another bigger thing i shall be done before February, the holy final writing.
whoa...
time running next gear, as always. and I am...? slowing everything down, as always also. shank got his 2nd chapter written, Eemam even worse, got his 4th chapter already, and Bay "the real **ck **cker" must be moving forward like toyota. that what about me...? I HAVE to have it done this January, I will feel like cutting my own *ick if I fail. (now I'm holding blade on one hand and putting down the jeans the other hand, I will just can't make it if I stay this way). this time i'm finish the news looking for AITD, instead of flirting the final writing I do make this blog and posting.
whoa...
at least I'm writing again, final writing is on the way since everything beginning had the end
I was very delighted with last Arsenal EPL match, winning against their "made in dream" team MUFC at Emirates Stadium. the game was absolutely first class entertainments, the passion, tempo, tackles, goals, everything was just the very best of football. besides Arsenal pick 3 points, I also really convert my mood into something good, i was particularly screaming and cursing as if my voice would be wave to Emirates Stadium in London. yeah I know it wasn't, but I fuckin' happy with Samieer Nasri's goals. i sat along with both MU and Arsenal fans in Am's coffee shop and frequently start tit for tat with MU fans...
whoa...
back to work again, "work" is the very complicated thing I ever feel. I don't wanna work just to be honest but fuckin in need of lot money, at this point everything seem to be normal. but what if I work a lot and still having little money, that is fuck, isn't it...? I work at 3 places now, Technozone- repair fucked computer, Alkahfi- Teaching English, AITD- looking for news. the 3 of them was taking lot lot of my precious time and return me less money (maybe just because ain't paid yet). but anyhow, there is another bigger thing i shall be done before February, the holy final writing.
whoa...
time running next gear, as always. and I am...? slowing everything down, as always also. shank got his 2nd chapter written, Eemam even worse, got his 4th chapter already, and Bay "the real **ck **cker" must be moving forward like toyota. that what about me...? I HAVE to have it done this January, I will feel like cutting my own *ick if I fail. (now I'm holding blade on one hand and putting down the jeans the other hand, I will just can't make it if I stay this way). this time i'm finish the news looking for AITD, instead of flirting the final writing I do make this blog and posting.
at least I'm writing again, final writing is on the way since everything beginning had the end
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