Sunday, 03 May 2009

• In the last 24 hours:

  The best way to be awaken, those addictive morning smses. The gentle mockery of my preceeding dilatoriness, followed by his habitual 15 minutes tardiness. Plus an hour, we find ourselves on speeding freeways, bad traffic, even worse music and the worst singing. With questionable fresh air in our lungs, 7000 metres above sea level, we reach. 200 metres worth of human lines, we check-in. A hug for the boyfriend while he waits, a halau " satu orang beratur saja " I got. The 9pm magic show followed after, we learnt of traps doors, elusive white animals and scary clowns. Real magic only took place when we successfully consumed the world's worst wan tan mee. The next five hours was spent at the water filter, where the engineer/investment banker/professional water temperature enthusiast ventured on his life's mission : obtaining the recipe for drinking water's ideal temperature. Incessant laughter, unintended elbowing in the face, gossip girl dramatics and light off it was. Through stolen blankets and snoozed alarms,

  I finally find my heart in a position it has longed for

   

   

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