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SELAMAT HARI SENIN PAGI

Jarang sekali kita bisa merasakan tenang, nyaman, dan damai di Hari Senin Pagi, terutama di Jakarta. Dan itu pun terjadi pada saya bahkan beberapa menit setelah beranjak dari kasur. Mie instan ABC Selera Pedas Rasa Sup Tomat yang sudah saya idam-idamkan dari kemarin,, yang saya beli sendiri dengan berjalan kaki cukup jauh ke Indomaret pada hari minggu-nya, raib begitu saja.
Ternyata, yang makan adalah ayah dan kakak. Tidak layaknya masalah sepele, saya pun menangis tersedu-sedu. Mungkin karena lagi menstruasi juga kali ya,,,jadi sensi begini.
Setelah tidak ada orang di rumah, saya pun merokok sambil menulis bloggoblog ini dan merasa better... namun masih ada satu keruwetan di otak saya. Yaitu saya harus ke PUSTEKKOM hari ini sedangkan saya belum pernah kesana dan u know lah,,saya pengguna transportasi umum. Males banget gitu loh ya HARI SENIN DI JAKARTA YANG PASTINYA MACET BERAT KAYAK KUMPULAN TAI BERASAP, trus kita muter-muter di jalanan NAEK ANGKOT mencari sebuah gedung. Okay?? wish me luck then...mandi aja belom gue! Huh!! enak ndek Malang! Adem, damai, pemandangan yahud,, ora ono macet, tapi...kata Agnes Monica: "I hate comfort zone."

Comments

ilinilin said…
yahh,, memang,, gw pun merasakan hal yang sama kei,,
senin pagi bangun2 ud kepikiran dengan tugas2 yang menumpuk dan pegal2 sisa tadi malam,, bener2 ngeselin banget,,

anyway, thanks for all ur help ya kei,, it really means to me,,

lo ya my bestpal,, :)
Dharmaputera said…
selamat yaa.. hahaha

salam kenal *ah lebay

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