Sincerely yours.

I woke up this morning, realizing that I have
1. a heap of dirty laundry to be done
2. a full garbage bin
3. a stack of dirty dishes
4. an excruciating womanly pain.

ga-ha.

If you can feel my problems (and my pain T__T), according to newscientist,
there are couple of things to solve this.
Problem 1, 2, 3 just asked a chimp for help. And do use the magic word (no, not “banana”, it’s “pleeeease”)

for no 4, if it works on a fly, i can’ t see why it won’t work for me. Maybe I can substitute this pain with a more…….intensely-satisfied-feeling…hoho *wink wink*

Apart from that,

BONJOUR, Everyone!!!!
Alles goed?

It’s been a while, I know. Long story, but it’s all exciting and very much rewarding.
*nodded in excitement*

plus this is weekend. extra hooray from all of us (well, most of us :p)

Thus, while lying comfortably in my bed (with a snoring imps next to me), I ponders on how would a boss bully their employee. Apparently, this type of bullying boss is scientifically proven an idiot.
An image of a boss taunting and sticking tongue to their employees suddenly popped into my brain
Nya nya nya nya, your code is a craaa aaa aap

0___0

Have you ever felt like your boss is bullying you?

And, yes i know, i still owe you the faces in the tram,
Bear with me, i will come to it :p

For now, adieu, my friends. I am going to poke and annoy my lovely snoring imp until he’s awake (talking about a bullying girlfriend, hihihihi :p)

Amsterdam, a lovely capital where I have been living for seven years and a month, is highly populated with bicycle. With good reasons as well. Not only that bicycles are cheap, and considerably fast(especially in city centre) but they are also healthy, environmentally friendly (save the earth, not the queen, people) and have quite nice routes.

Yet all these years, I never took bicycle to work. There are two reasons for that:
1. Hippo is kind enough to cover my travel-expenses
2. I don’t know how to ride a bike (no comment :p)

Having these two (sorta) good reasons, I chose to commute to work by the means of public transportation, a.ka trams. And every morning, I have familiar faces which greeted me in their unusual ways.

It might be coincidence, it might be routine, it might even be a mixture of both.

One of these faces, is a face of a chinese girl. I am not sure if she is chinese, although she definitely look chinese. She wrapped herself in a long grey sweater, washed-out skinny jeans, grey sneakers and glossy “Tommy Hilfiger” bag. Always taking the far corner-back-seat, just near the exit, with head leaning against the tram’s window. Both of her eyes are closed and her breathing is slow.

Yes people, she is sleeping soundly. At 8:55 in the morning.

Now and then, a chinese guy will accompanied her. When he does, the girl will be leaning in his shoulder, both sleeping soundly.

Once, I think she must’ve been tired or didn’t get enough sleep. The next morning, she’s still in the same position, and still sleeping soundly. Next morning, ditto. Two weeks later…

0___0 (<< my flabbergasted face)

She's still there. With long grey sweater and skinny jeans and grey sneakers and even, the glossy "Tommy Hilfiger" bag; sleeping soundly in that corner seat.

I know people might not have enough night's rest, but every morning, for nearly 2 months? Must've been a chronic case of insomnia.
Or maybe, maybe, she's a superhero by night? fighting criminal until dawn and in the morning, have to go to work, because apparently being a superhero doesn't pay that much.

Or maybe tomorrow, I will find the courage to ask her why she's always sleeping soundly in the tram (and how did she managed to do so).

~ stay tuned for another faces, until then sleep well.

ah yes,
already that time of the year
leaves are changing color,
winds are making music,
sun is setting faster,

and my scar, my old old wound.
it always hurts the most at this time of the year.
and i have faith that time will heal,
i guess i’ll just have to wait

~have a wonderful warm rest, everyone