it is one of those days.
I wake up feeling shit all over again.
do the laundry, found an orphan sock at the base of the washing machine
mutter under my breath for missing other side in
that blue laundry bag.
grab a towel, sit on the cold toilet seat and cry.
that feeling is as unexplainable as Dada demonstration.
Click here for a moodlifting beat:
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"Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everybody I've ever known"
~Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters
do you dare check here [link]
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.... also because I thought they have started to serve food at the dining area. heheh...
i am pretty much 'lepak' normally.
The food wasn't super but i didnt care, i was famish.
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Ya... buka puasa during isyak is one way of getting your expectation level down. I was just gobbling my food down like a gremlin. Really, man.... I have no idea what they were talking about on stage.... sounded like static to my ears.
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djo + ko + lo + ro = djokoloro!!!
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A Camera is your backstage pass to the world
i'm glad..
hmmm apa kabar..
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karena kita semua satu [link]
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Bless The Fisheye
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