Macet!

I'm stuck,...
Maceett,....
*Heeelp,...!*
Crazy. It was not only regular traffic jam we had this Friday. Very awful. We were jam on the road. Cars stuck and peoples prefered to take a walk. And to walk was as hard as to drive at that moment. It was raining since midday with a lot of thunders and hard winds. Even ices dropped from the sky and it was really some ICES, no kidding *I though somebody had thrown the roof with some stones*. Traktak...trak, trak,... And I did also count that I've seen 4 big threes fell onto the streets within a close range nearby, on my way back walked to my home.
But what so amusing was to see two lines of car that stuck in front of my house which is normally a quietly neighbourhood and far from the traffic. We saw Metro Mini packed with peoples parked in front of our house. That was a very rare situation in my neighbourhood. Funny, amusing but yet disturbing because we couldn't get the car in or out of our own garage. *sight*

Raining. Again.

Oh, Raining ......
I woke up at 09.15 and found that the sky was so dark outside. Great! I was late again and it would be raining soon. I rushed to the bathroom and took only 10 minutes there to wash myself up. The rain falled before I finished dressing myself. Too late... no needed to hurry now. I got no umbrella, and there was no any single umbrella in this place. I could not call a cab, I got no amount left on my phone. *haiiyaaaa...*
It was 10.00 am and it was still raining constantly. I sat on the porch and smoke my cigarette. *impatient*

At 10.20 the rain was not so hard anymore. I took my chance and walked out to the street. There is a kiosk rokok with a large hut, I bought one package of my cigarette and stood there waited for my cab. 10 minutes passed by. All the cabs which passing was taken. Always like this... at the moment you needed them so much! I knew it!
Then an available one came out from the building across the street. I gave a sign to the driver and the cab headed toward me,.... oopss,... did not,... that bastard driver did not stop in front of me but went further and stop in front of a fancy stylist young career woman- ow, I bet she did try hard to make herself looked like an executive one- which actually stood 5 meters away from me. I didn't see her before. Shit! Stupid asshole driver!! I was the one who was standing closer! I saw his cab first! This really was not fair! Why?? Because she looks expensive and I'm not?

So, I waited there for 5 minutes more. So Frustrated. It was now around 10.45 am. My suit was half wet already. My legs were getting stiff and pain a little bit. And I felt like a fool by standing there too long for nothing. A yellow metromini stopped right in my front. I stepped in though I did not really like to take a bus on this weather.

Ok, I'll make it short. Finally, I came at my work at 11.25, soaking wet.
Why should I take this so much effort only to go to work??

A Damn Black T-shirt

Oh, Thank God.... This is weekend.
09.00 am. Actually I was too lazy to get my body out of bed. This is Saturday! Hhhmm. But I had to bring him to Erasmus before they were close. He was already awake too anyway. Sat outside with a cup of coffee and a cigarette on his finger and the mind was somewhere. *I did not so curious*. Ok, now I better wash myself first

Later. I didn't understand why he was upset only because I told him not to wear that black shirt.
"No. Don't wear that one....", I said when I saw him reached for a shirt from the wardrobe.
He suddenly stood there motionless with eyes closed and took a deep breath then throw his black shirt away to the bed. His hands on the hip, "Why you always do that?!" He said, "You always tell me what to wear.... ".
"No!" I said.
"Oh yes! You want me to wear only the shirt that you like."
"No. That is not true. Those shirts just whashed and ironed yesterday. Can you just picked your other shirt??"
"Bullshit,... you just don't want me wearing that shirt..."
"Hey, ... "
"Ok,.. I'm not going to wear that one."
"No. No.... just wear that one. Fine."
"You don't want me to wear that one!"
"But you already took it. So wear that one... " I insisted. Oh, man! "It is not because I don't like that shirt, but I want you at least to choose whatever you're going to wear, not just only picked one on the top." Almost out of breath. He said nothing. But from his looks, I know that he was still irritating with this.
I don't understand him. What is so difficult only to choose first of what is he going to wear? Not just picked whatever the shirt is on top of the lot. Those shirts will be washed, will be ironed, and will be put again on the drawer. They will be, naturally, placed on top of the lot. See, he's wearing those first 3 or 4 shirts of his folded shirts again and again in circle only because everytime he always picked the one on top as if he only got those 4 shirts in the wardrobe.
Am I wrong to say that him?? *aaarrgghhh!!*

Takjub

Bener2 lagi nggak mOOd nge-pOst.
Lagi bOsen, bOring, males, buntu, plus errOr sedikit!
Kenapa yak? *
Hhhmm,.......yang jelas mah, belakangan2 ini lagi muaaleeess banget ngetak-ngetik. Kayaknya enak kali ya, pake Command Voice... *Ngayal lagi niiih,...* Eh, why nOt?

Kemaren, biarpun nggak ngerayain Imlek, tanggalan merah kan? Nah, gue emang udah niat maok ngajak cintaku jalan2, soalnya udah hampir dua minggu dia liburan, dia nggak pernah gue ajak kemanapun kecuali ke Mall. So, pagi itu gue dan Raymond udah siap banget maok ngajak Nina ke Bogor naik kereta. Ngomong2, gue, terutama Raymond - masih penasaran nyObain Busway sampai stasiun Kota. *sorry cuy, ini masih tentang Busway* LOL!
Tauk nggak sih? Di Basement Terminal tuh kita melihat orang buanyak banget lagi antri melingkar-lingkar. Saat itu gue pikir ada pameran seperti biasanya. Walau rada aneh juga. Apaan sih yang lagi dibagikan sampai orang2 antri begitu panjang? Penasaran juga deh.
"Pak, ini lagi pada ngantri apaan sih ya?" Gue tanya ke Bapak2 yang paling dekat dengan kita.
"Antri ngambil Tiket Busway, mbak" Jawab Bapak itu.
Whaaatt??!! Gue sampe lupa ngucapin tenkyu sama tuh Bapak. Aji gile,... saraf juga ya orang2 Jakarta yang sampe redho2nya ngantri seluas basement Terminal BlokM cuma buat naek Busway.
Yah, terpaksa deh- Nina harus cukup puas dengan jalan2 ke (lagi2) Pasaraya lagi. *Next time, hOney,..*