Jobs

it's been three days since Mr Apple died.
and pardon me, i don't know him.
i don't know anything about him.
i have no idea what he has done to deserve the whole world to think about no one but him on the day he died.

but now i tried to read some notes about him.
then i realized he is an inspiration to all.
living or dead.
if i wanted to keep something about him, it would be his inspirations and advises about life.
thus, find the one you love, never settle for anything less, may it be in relationship or work.
and stay hungry, stay foolish all throughout life.
do not be satified of 'good'
because 'better' sounds much better.

Jobs.
you got a good and better job.
you live your life to the fullest, though you died young.

'nobody wanted to die'.
nobody.
perhaps, it's true.
death is exodus.
i hate it too.
goodbye, Mr Apple.

one of the lousiest sunday ever!

have you got one of those days?

when you wanted to go out somewhere but the husband is not in the mood to go out anywhere aside from his battle field on the puter. i don't like it when i have nothing to do but wait for the night time to come and more head ache and boresomeness and idleness and nothing to do but domestic life and gaze my laptop and read some blogs without moving anywhere..this is not my favorite sunday, this is one of the lousiest ever!

i tend to enjoy myself when i am alone.
i go out.
eat some pizza.
or window shopping.
or shoe trying.
or simply just go out and ride a train.
just to be out of the house for awhile and do something nice
and avoid being at home during weekend.

money is not a problem.
i can go out without buying anything.
i can go out just having a cake or two.
or just browsing books in any bookstore.

eiiw totally bored.
next weekend it must not be this way.
i should go out if i like it.

if only i have no menstruation
i probably out of the street right now.

=(

maybe i can try to practice this little quote i found last night.