
Hehee..
Not really busyla.. just that lebih bz dari hari2 biasa aku yg membosankan..
Aku tak siapkan lagi list brg yg nk dibeli tu. Plus aku tak siapkan lg list jenis bakau yg Dr Jalal minta tu. Plus aku tak buat lg media 4 tobacco plant tu. Plus aku tak buat media lg for jatropha. Well bila tak buat media tu..sah sahla maknanya aku tak subculture lg pokok2 tu kan.. wahh.. byknye keje aku.. mana satu nk buat ntah?? yg pasti.. at this moment, aku lg males...
Mama called me just now, her flight delay sampai kul 11. hmm.. biasala tu nk wat camne kan.. sabar jela mom. N mama, enjoy ur holiday kat jakarta. Takyah pk hal rumah fer a while.. okies.. Love ya mom!.
Tapi bz2 pun aku sempat gak layan citer 'The Holiday'. Yahh.. finally aku berjaya menonton filem ini. Dgn bangganya.. hehee..
A quotes yg aku suka giler dari movie ni,
"I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade."
"Why am I attracted to a person I know isn't good?"
"Because you're hoping you're wrong. And every time she does something that tells you she's no good, you ignore it. And every time she comes through and suprises you, she wins you over, and you lose that argument with yourself, that she's not for you."
# It still there...
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