Sick!!!!!!!!!!!
Helping JP testing his newly updated apps.
B told me now in Phuket, we can have free wifi on the beach :))
The last time we were there, not only there’s no wifi, we don’t even have the sun! We were using raincoat on the beach. It was stormy :))
I don’t remember why we pick such a low cloudy season of August :|
Made with Paper
Is this look like ‘Alhamdulillah’?
My first attempt with Paper
There’s a good stretch between being pious and kufr. I am religious but I’m far from strict. I am somewhere in between.
There’s a good stretch between love and hate. I could love you much, or I might have crush, or little butterflies, or non at all. “You love me, you love me not” is overrated.
I don’t know what Nanda’s made of. This bestfriend slash business partner travel abroad a lot. And she always remember to buy me stuff from each countries. And me? Never once. Because I’m basically lazy to buy souvenirs. I’m too manly in this area.
But she kept buying me stuff until I feel ashamed and finally asked her, “What do you want from Paris? I will get it to you. Whatever you want.”
I could be the laziest person. I ask my assistant these stuff:
A girl
Do not compensate your insecurities with trashing me down. I will rise higher to show you what you don’t have.
“I have fallen like the rain into your heart. And with gratitude, the seed you thought you never had, will sprout.”
Only hormones can drag me down this low. Frozen yoghurt please.
94:1 Did We not expand for you, [O Muhammad], your breast?
94:2 And We removed from you your burden
94:3 Which had weighed upon your back
94:4 And raised high for you your repute.
94:5 For indeed, with hardship [will be] ease.
94:6 Indeed, with hardship [will be] ease.
94:7 So when you have finished [your duties], then stand up [for worship].
94:8 And to your Lord direct [your] longing.
Reviewing first cover draft of my next book. It’s a little bit too girly for me.
When she was in Santorini, Hanny tagged me to her pictures, and that automatically makes Facebook thought I was there. My recent place now is in Santorini.
It’s indeed a perfect place to write and I would love to visit some day. But maybe not alone. I am still reluctant to be completely alone in that kind of beautiful place. Maybe there will be a lot of handsome Giorgos, but still. He can’t be there all the time. I can’t reconfirm the beauty of sunset. Or how the view reminds me of postcards.
Planning for traveling might be good distraction of daily complexity. Because we can escape this moment for a while, remembering something that we thought would bring us more happiness. Or anxiety.
Every journey always bring stories of people. Because people bring out my curiosity. And there are two kind of them. The good one. The bad one.
But, I’m ready to dance.