Washed-out face. It felt old and odd and funny at the same time.
Couldn't manage to sleep "on time" which is after eleven before twelve, I ran downstair of the net building and browsed the satellite forum, made some reply, checked no-new-message email account, yawned alot, played scrambles...a cycle I was'nt really into. Tomy played whole bunch of Anggun's songs, the theme probably was Diva Nite?
Ranked 50. that was real ugly, Lamro smiled at me, he's been playing in the next station and seemed to enjoy the game so much. He was about to sleep when it was the time for me to wake up and clean up the place. He's a fighter, against all odds; in this case: sleeps less than human being. Hallelujah.
My so-called unnecessary industrious mind kept on making clouds of thoughts of what I've got to do next, in such painfully detailed scheme:
However, it bothers me how someone can pulls his ass together in one minute and backlashes me in other minutes (behind me back,) Bipolar, maybe?
When he was nice and all, or, at least, he faked it well; I said to myself that afterall, he didn't mean it, things was gonna be fine. No.
Chat with my ex-housemate this morning, coicidentally informed me about a Customer Service related opening in Jakarta. He offered me a temporary shelter either at his sister's or at his friend's. I need to sort out things first, I will think about it--okay, I will email them my appl and CV and photo.
They probably will interview you on the phone first, I think, he said.
I'm not really sure about this Jakarta thing. The cost of living, expensive rent fee, irrationally awful traffics, ugly pollutions...well, my main concern is the cost of living, I'd spend most of the money i'd get for everything except bank account, if you know what i mean.
Arrrghhhh...all I feel like doing now is just shut it off, everything, and watch the Hangover. But it's nowhere to be found in any cinema. All I need now is a little bit humor to shrugg it off, a good laugh that will last for days, I need a funny man to hang around with, a drop dead funny man and I can't afford to fly Jim Carrey over here.
Well, need to pee now, then finish my shift and get the hell out of here.
Couldn't manage to sleep "on time" which is after eleven before twelve, I ran downstair of the net building and browsed the satellite forum, made some reply, checked no-new-message email account, yawned alot, played scrambles...a cycle I was'nt really into. Tomy played whole bunch of Anggun's songs, the theme probably was Diva Nite?
Ranked 50. that was real ugly, Lamro smiled at me, he's been playing in the next station and seemed to enjoy the game so much. He was about to sleep when it was the time for me to wake up and clean up the place. He's a fighter, against all odds; in this case: sleeps less than human being. Hallelujah.
My so-called unnecessary industrious mind kept on making clouds of thoughts of what I've got to do next, in such painfully detailed scheme:
- Make a Closure
- Find a new rent
- Buy necessary stuffs like bedding [bed, pillow, small wardrobe,] food and eating stuffs [electric water cooker, rice cooker? plates, drinking glasses,] and laundry and ironing shits.
- Get new acquitances in the new crib
- Find new job(s)--well, this is supposed to be the second priority after get new place to stay.
- Real good and careful money assesment, and management--what i've got now is something I can laugh at.
However, it bothers me how someone can pulls his ass together in one minute and backlashes me in other minutes (behind me back,) Bipolar, maybe?
When he was nice and all, or, at least, he faked it well; I said to myself that afterall, he didn't mean it, things was gonna be fine. No.
Chat with my ex-housemate this morning, coicidentally informed me about a Customer Service related opening in Jakarta. He offered me a temporary shelter either at his sister's or at his friend's. I need to sort out things first, I will think about it--okay, I will email them my appl and CV and photo.
They probably will interview you on the phone first, I think, he said.
I'm not really sure about this Jakarta thing. The cost of living, expensive rent fee, irrationally awful traffics, ugly pollutions...well, my main concern is the cost of living, I'd spend most of the money i'd get for everything except bank account, if you know what i mean.
Arrrghhhh...all I feel like doing now is just shut it off, everything, and watch the Hangover. But it's nowhere to be found in any cinema. All I need now is a little bit humor to shrugg it off, a good laugh that will last for days, I need a funny man to hang around with, a drop dead funny man and I can't afford to fly Jim Carrey over here.
Well, need to pee now, then finish my shift and get the hell out of here.
