30.4.10

Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.) 



not a real art piece by someone famous. these are my art pieces. the left one is my dream catcher (I just made it yesterday with anything in sight as you can see the charm are actually a friendship bracelet, some hama plastic and a paper clip. I'm gonna make the real one when all "ingredients" are ready). the right one is my 'tree in autumn' sculpture which was an assignment for my paper craft class last semester. And the one bellow is my "painting" that i drew when i had a bad mood because of my internship thing. Yeah, I know, I'm a designer, not an artist (not artsy)  so don't judge my art pieces okay, I just wanna have fun doing things I love and enjoy. :D

29.4.10

Day 16 - A Song That Makes Me (almost) Cry

In my previous post, I said I always (almost) cry whenever i hear Run To Me by Clay Aiken. Well, there's one other song that always (Almost) makes me cry--overwhelmed--whenever I listen and sing along to it.

I Love The Way You Love Me - Boyzone

I like the feel of your name on my lips
And I like the sound of your sweet gentle kiss
The way that your fingers run through my hair
And how your scent lingers even when you're not there
And I like the way your eyes dance when you laugh
And how you enjoy your two-hour bath
And how you've convinced me to dance in the rain
With everyone watching like we were insane

But I love the way you love me
Strong and wild, slow and easy
Heart and soul so completely
I love the way you love me

And I like the sound of old R 'n' B
And you roll your eyes when I'm slightly off key
And I like the innocent way that you cry
At sappy old movies you've seen thousands of times


And I could list a million things
I love to like about you
But they could all come down to one reason
I could never live without you..
*the most mellow part of me eager for this song to be meaningful in a relationship

28.4.10

Day 15 - My O.C.D

I don't think I have one actually, but I do like some things to be in the right order (according to me) and those things are:

  1. Before I go to bed, I must shower. well not literally before I go to bed, but if I just come back from outside the house, I must take a shower first before i even sit on my bed.
  2. No outside clothes are allowed on my bed. I was taught by my mother (who's been taught by her mother) that outside clothes are dirty, you never know where you sat all day.
  3. I cannot be late. Seriously. Even as I try so hard to be late, the best record I had was only 15 minutes behind. Believe me, i tried to adapt to Indonesian rubber clock, but somehow I still don't managed to do so. 
  4. I collect series fiction. For aesthetic reason, one series must come from the same publisher, so when i put it in my bookshelves it'll look beautiful. but since Harry Potter and Percy Jackson, I kinda give up on this.  

that's all. thank God, I don't have annoying O.C.D (that annoys me or people around me--unless you are a guess in my room with my "no outside clothes sit on my bed" policy) :D

27.4.10

I want this tattoo


Wow, i become banci posting today

Day 14 - A Non Fictional Book


I never read a non-fictional book i guess, unless autobiography counts as non-fictional.

I want to make this!

where can i get these stuffs??

26.4.10

Day 13 - A Fictional Book

okay, this will be very hard for me, since i read a lot numbers of fictional book--I can say that all my books are fictional though--so, instead of A fictional book, I'm gonna change it into Fictional books. I read a lot of series--addicted to series-thing, and here are some of the that i can remember:

  1. Harry Potter. Duh! i think everybody in my generation who loves to read read this series.
  2. Pricess Diaries. Meg Cabot is one of my Favorite Author
  3. Mediator. Also by Meg Cabot
  4. Bartimeus. Stupid geeny.. love him.
  5. Twilight Saga. how could i missed reading this one. it's so fucking everywhere.
  6. Percy Jackson. I love these series, because greek mythology aren't that much popular before. remember i read it before i knew about its ugly movie.
  7. Keys to the kingdom series. just done reading Mister Monday, going on to Grim Tuesday.
  8. Sabriel. lirael. abhorsen. haven't read these, but i will.
  9. Misterious Benedict Society. I think its kinda long and boring.

well, that's all i can remember (that appear on the nearest bookcase i have)

Day 12 - Whatever Tickles My Fancy

okay, I'm a day late to post this. let me give you some good reasons why:

1. last saturday, I tried to make myself some muffins. succeeded.
2. I'm still pissed at my sewing machine. so i hand-sew the half-made dress and still undone.
3. I just got the final Percy Jackson book (and don't even care anymore the fact i didn't get it from the same publisher)
4. I'm sick of internet. saturday and sunday are my only holiday up until 6 weeks ahead.

so, what tickled my fancy was sharing my last weekend.

24.4.10

Day 11 - A Photo You Taken Recently

I'm bored with all these add a photo stuff.. hope it'll end soon.

23.4.10

Day 10 - A photo I Taken Over 10 Years Ago



I think this picture of me and my dad taken around 1992. many people said we both look alike in this picture.

22.4.10

Day 9 - A Photo I Took


My whole files are at Bandung, and i only have few with me right now. but i want to share one of my favorite object, feet. i think i have a not-so-secret interest in it. i photoshoped it a bit (don't judge i just learn photoshop)

21.4.10

Day 8 - A Photo That Makes Me Sad/Angry

i know which picture, but i don't have it with me at the moment. once i found it, i'll post it.

this is the picture taken about 2 years ago, at dufan. full off beautiful memories, to be honest, that was one of the best moment in my life but i cut the original photo due to my own lability (old story). what makes me sad about this picture is the fact, this moment wont happen again. ever. so, wish me luck to find the picture.

20.4.10

Day 7 - A Photo That Makes Me Happy

A silly picture of our stupidity (silly posses-wise) and also a reminder of how thin we were.
I really want to go to Bali again with these girls and repeat that wonderful holiday. 

Hopeless Modern Creature

at this very moment, my office is out of electricity. the only reason I'm able to post this only because i have a removable modem and 69% battery left in my laptop.

this makes me realize how dependent we are to electricity.
i mean, people who work here and have laptops are still able to do their jobs, but once they need to print a document, to scan a document, to fax something, or even to look at certain document in a right way (full lights) is hard.
and for people like me who have a laptop, only have some more minutes to spend until the battery runs out.

wow, modern creature are actually very weak and dependent.

19.4.10

Day 6 - Whatever tickles my fancy

He knocked on my door in one August night, to acknowledge his presence to me. He moved forward and sat beside me. “I’m afraid we wont make it.” I understood his words completely, and nodded along. I knew, even if I plead him to stay he wont take a second glance to reconsider his decision. “It’s nice while it lasted.” I said and tears managed to escape from its socket. He sat there all night long. Held me close, told me how much he wanted to stay but reality beat him faster than he expected. That night, I will never forget. Just one night, the one I saw him cried of his hopelessness tried and failed to protect the heart of someone he loves.

- me

i just feel like sharing today. so this is the story.

18.4.10

Day 5 - My Favorite Quote

Every person is like a painting. when you come into contact with another life, that individual dabs a little bit of color onto your souls. it isn't always a color you like, but even ugliness provides its own lessons.

-Clay Aiken, Learning to Sing

17.4.10

Day 4 - My Favorite Book

well, Sir Conan Doyle's amazing. I have nothing else to say. love each and every one of it.

16.4.10

Day 3 - My favorite TV Show

I watch this series, EVERY MORNING! and now my DVDs are kinda broken and I want to buy the new ones. This series obviously a mood lifter for me. I'm gonna break it down to some of my favorite episodes:

Season 2, Episode 16, The One Where Joey Moves Out
love the scene when Joey got his new apartment with all fugly decoration he bought. 

Season 3, Episode 6, The One With the Flashback
the episode about a flashback they have 3 years ago after being asked a question by Janice.

Season 4, Episode 8, The One With Chander in A Box
thanksgiving episode. I love doctor Timothy Burke--Michael Vartan--in it.

Season 5, Episode 9, The One With Ross's Sadwich
i have nothing else to say, "my sandwich? MY SANDWICH?!!"

Season 5, Episode 11, The One With All the Resolution
Chandler shouldn't make fun of his friends, Rachel should gossip less, Ross suppose to try new things everyday. this is the episode where Ross wore snug leather pants, and Chandler couldn't mock him because of his resolution, and also the part when Rachel figured out about Monica-Chandler but couldn't gossip with Joey.

Season 6, Episode 15-16, The One That Could Have Been Part 1 and 2
these are my favorite episodes of the whole series. i love the opening they did. (the usual opening song but with Rachel being rich, Monica's still fat, Joey's a huge actor, Ross hasn't find out that Carol's a lesbian and Chandler works for Joey) i loooovee these eposodes so much.

Season 8, Episode 6, The One With the Halloween Party
the scene when Chandler (dressed as pink rabbit) and ross (dress as spud-nik but look more like doodie) about to arm-wrestling.
Chandler: You're going down!
Ross: No, You're going down. you're going down town!!
Joey: Seriously guys, the trash talk, it's embarrassing.

Season 9, Episode 3, The One With the Pediatrician
This is the very first appearance of MIKE!! (Paul Rudd)

Season 10, Episode 12, The One With Pheobe Wedding
I just like this episode. everything was so sweet, and Pheobe's 'walking-down-the-aisle' song was my favorite song from The Beatles Here, There, and Everywhere

Season 10, Episode 19 - 20, The Last One Part 1 - 2
the last episode. it made me sad every time i watch it, knowing i have to repeat from the very beggining of this series.

15.4.10

Day 2 - My Favorite Movie

That thing, that moment, when you kiss someone and everything around becomes hazy and the only thing in focus is you and this person and you realize that that person is the only person that you're supposed to kiss for the rest of your life, and for one moment you get this amazing gift and you want to laugh and you want to cry because you feel so lucky that you found it and so scared that that it will go away all at the same time.
- Jossie Geller, Never Been Kissed

that quote. the story. the incident. the emotion. and of course, Michael Vartan..
love this movie so much. never get tired of it.

14.4.10

Day 1 - My favorite song

Let It Be Me - The Everly Brothers

I blessed the day i found you, i want to stay around you
and so i begged you, Let it be me

don't take this heaven from one, if you must cling to someone
now and forever, let it be me

each time we meet, love. i found complete love
without your sweet love, what would life be?

so never leave me lonely, tell me you love me only
and that you'll always let it be me..
This song reminds me a lot of my childhood. My father introduced me to this song, I was only 9 or 10 years old when I started to memories the lyric without understanding it's meaning. My dad would pick up his guitar and with his limited skill of playing he would ask me to sing with him. I got the lower note (i have a deep voice) and he'd take the high harmony.

Now he's getting older and his guitar skill's getting better. I understand the words completely. so when he's not on duty and I'm at home, he with his guitar, me with my keyboard, will play this song together just like old times. 

I think if I ever get married, I want this song to be my father-daughter dance song.

Love you so much Dad..


30 days-extend tumblr challenge

I follow this person, and she has a 30 days tumblr challenge, and to be honest, i interested. it's obviously a way for me to get through my days. and i hope i can be committed to it.

in  my case, i extend the challenged to be 50 days challenge (to help me with my count-down-can't-wait-to-get-out-of-this-hell-hole) feel free if you want to follow the list for your own challenge.

here comes the list:

Day 01 — Your favorite song


Day 02 — Your favorite movie 


Day 03 — Your favorite television program 

Day 04 — Your favorite book 

Day 05 — Your favorite quote 

Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy 


Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy 


Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad 


Day 09 — A photo you took 

Day 10 — A photo of you taken over ten years ago 


Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently 


Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy 


Day 13 — A fictional book 


Day 14 — A non-fictional book 


Day 15 — Your OCD

Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly) 


Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.) 


Day 18 — Memorable Movie Scene 

Day 19 — A talent of yours 

Day 20 — A hobby of yours 


Day 21 — A recipe 

Day 22 — A website 

Day 23 — A YouTube video 


Day 24 — What's inside your bag

Day 25 — Your day, in great detail 

Day 26 — Your week, in great detail 


Day 27 — This month, in great detail 


Day 28 — This year, in great detail 


Day 29 — Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days 

Day 30 — Whatever tickles your fancy

Day 31 – A picture from a holiday

Day 32 – Your favorite thing

Day 33 – Things you don't go out without

Day 34 – Your Latest Addiction

Day 35 – Favorite song to sing out loud

Day 36 – whatever tickles your fancy

Day 37 – common fact about you

Day 38 – what you eat today

Day 39 – best thing somebody ever said about you

Day 40 – Something You Found Amazing

Day 41 – A photo of sweet memories

Day 42 – 5 facts people don’t really notice about you

Day 43 – A confession

Day 44 – Things You Wanna Learn In Your Life

Day 45 – Worst Thing Ever Happened to You

Day 46 – Best Thing Ever Happened to You

Day 47 – anything you want to share

Day 48 –Picture of the newest thing you buy (bought)

Day 49 – your wish list

Day 50 –post in any language but your mother tongue’s (not English)

non-related

So today’s different from any other day. Not just an ordinary Friday night, not just a casual dinner we usually have. It’s the time we celebrate the 12 months we have spent together.

I put on a real nice dress that I just bought from a high-end store yesterday, the one my best friend helped me pick up. I borrowed her shoes because I couldn’t afford to buy mine for this special occasion, but that’s okay, all this effort will pay off.  She helped me to put on my make-up because she knows I don’t usually wear them. She told me I never looked prettier or sexier. She wished me good luck and said congratulation once again. I winked and thanked her for all the magic she’s done.

I send you text message saying, “Don’t forget to come by around 8 tonight, it’s special and important. I love you”.

It’s 8 o’clock and you haven’t showed up. I’m starving honestly, but I just drink my water to prevent the hunger, I want tonight to be perfect, I do not want to spoil the special dinner that I had reserved months ago. I remember that day when we were so exited for an anniversary, after you said you love me you decided to surprise me by took me to the very restaurant we went to on our first date, when we first met.

Fifteen minutes has gone by and I haven’t heard from you.

Twenty minutes.

Five minutes later, there’s a knock on my door. I almost jump of excitements I do not think of fire you with question why you’re late, I’m just happy you made it and we can go to our dinner.

I open my door and give you a bright smile. And you stand there in your snickers, your jeans and your favorite flannel. You don’t match my outfit. You don’t have lilies in your hands, you just stand there and stare at me.

You’re confused why I dressed up.

You ask me to hurry up to tell you what’s the matter because you don’t have all night, you have to be in one of your best friend’s bachelor party, and the fact that you just got my text message because you feel asleep the whole day.

I ask you if you remember what day is it. It’s so hard to swallow this lump that’s growing in my throat, as hard as I try not to let my eyes watering from every single word I say.

Your answer answered everything. Today’s just another Friday. This is Friday night, a night when you’re suppose to spend your time at some bar down town watching football with your friends. You ask me what’s the urgency, you also ask whose party I’m about to attend to, and wonder if you can get a ride from me to your own occasion.

I tell you I can give you a ride down town, that’s what I am to you anyway, accommodation. In the car you raised your tone at me when I took a wrong turn and almost cost you 5 minutes late from your party. I keep driving and keep all the pain to myself.

We arrive at your friend’s party, you go out without a thank you, without a goodbye.

I drive off after you slammed the door and say “hey dude! How’re you doing, we’re good tonight? Can’t wait to see that stripper.”

I put my gear in reverse after 200 feet and honk so I get your attention

 I say my goodbye.

You look at me in silence then you ask why.

It’s because you have to ask why.

13.4.10

...

Letting go is not the hard part,
to be happy for him when everything works out fine is.

12.4.10

short story #3





I was in a train, unfortunately sat in the part where I go backwards. A lot of people aboard this train also, but I forgot where this particular train will take us. Only women and children filled this train, the youngsters are crying while their mother try to hide her own tears to calm the kids. The scene looks like all the scenes from world war movies.

A pregnant woman walks toward my compartment, and without any consideration I stood up and let her sit on my seat, she said thank you. Her face looks gloomy, the shadows under her eye’s socket are the silent prove of how much tears she’s been shed. After I got up, I decided to stand near the railing next to the windows. And suddenly a huge bang shouts from afar. The train shaken but still manage to run, the second bang came without further warning, then the third and the forth. It took me a while to realize that wasn’t just a bang, it was bombs. One of the bombs hit the ground near the railway and caused the train trembling and falls to the left side. I could hardly stand still, tried to grab the railing but then this huge woman feel upon me and I hear another bang.

I struggle to keep my hands on the railing, but my hands started to sweat and within moment I will lose my grip. Another bang.

“Tobby!!”

I still manage to hold on to the railing but then another bang come and hit me.

“Tobby!!!!”

I sat on my bed. Wide awake, all wet because of my nightmare, but the banging doesn’t seem to be a part of my dream, it was real. Somebody’s knocking—or banging to be exact—on my front door.

“TOBBY!!!!” the banging get even louder.

I check my clock on my bedside table. It’s 3 in the morning. I have neighbors and they might hear the banging and the all could get angry at me. Whoever and whatever it is better be important.

I run towards my apartment door, and peek at the peek hole. Tijmen.

“Aren’t you suppose to be at London drinking champagne and having sex with your fiancĂ© right now?” I asked when I open the door.

He doesn’t seem to care to explain to me why he’s here. He pushes me and turns my body towards the closed door behind me, and without warning he pressed his lips against mine. My heart stopped. I was sure about that, although I still can hear the blood rushing through my brain.

We got lost in the moment. Not thinking any other thing better to do than this. He feed the beast inside me who’s been hunger for this particular touch. His touch. Every single pressure on our lips leads me another place, stop my heart beat all over again.

“Tobby,” he wishpers between our kiss.

I didn’t let him say anything. I don’t want this moment to be over. I grab his head and push my body towards him.

“Tobby,” Tijmen still try to push me back.

Now, I don’t need to be told twice. I let go off him. I did not dare to ask any question why he’d done it. I’m not ready to hear anything from him. I simply just not ready to burry myself in vodka and weeds again as an effort to forget the pain caused by the very man who’s holding my hand.

I tried to catch my breath, still looking down, I can always tell what’s wrong with him. It’s almost as if I could read his mind. But tonight, tonight is different I don’t need to see any regret feeling in his eyes for bumping into me at three a clock in the morning. No, that’ll cost me a lot of pain for the previous pleasure.

“Tob, listen. I have to explain to you.”

I bit my lips, the feels of his still lingers. I want it. I want it more. But I know when he starts his ‘Tobby , listen’ means I have no chance to cut him.

“Do you know it’s three in the morning, Tijm?” I try to sound casual.

“Yes, and I’m so sorry to wake you up, your neighbor did came out with her huge umbrella telling me to shut up, I tried to call you but you phone’s off.” Explains him. He talks fast, that’s what he does when he’s nervous.

“That’s not the only thing you have to explain, I think.” I swallowed my pride and brought up the topic.

“I can’t marry Sara.” His dark blue eyes look deeply into mine. “ I can’t marry her. I love her and all but when I got off the ferry boat, took a cab and arrived in front of her house, I just can’t get in. I can’t! I can’t…”

Oh, so it’s not because he realizes he still loves me.

“Timothy.” I cut him, surprise by how brave I sound. “It’s normal to get cold feet. I mean you’re about to ask her to be your wife. You’re about to tie yourself to someone forever. It’s okay that you got scared, in fact..”

“In fact, I’m not done talking.”  He grabs me gently by my arms. “I was standing in front of her door. Thinking all the crappy words I’m going to throw at her so that she’ll be my wife. But I can’t think of one thing.”

“Well, I told you, it’s suppose..”

“I can only think of your expression when you let me go the other night, Tobby. You’re not happy.”

Now I’d really love to give this pain in the ass a punch in his face but he grabs my arms, I cannot move it.

“No, Tijm, I’m happy for you. I am not happy, but I’m happy for you.” I said without even trying to look at him in the eye. My eyes are watering, I wont let him see me cry.

“You’re not a good liar Tob.” He chuckles—or at least sounds like it.

“You can let go of my hands now, I wont throw myself at you.” I shrug my shoulders, and he loosens up his grip on me, but still not letting me go.

“Can I finish my story?” His eyebrows arced up.

I give him a simple nod.

“I tried to picture myself with her. Tried to picture her walking down the aisle towards me, I imagined the kind of life I’m going to have with her, of the kids we’re probably gonna have, but something’s off. Your last look that you gave me’s killing me. You haven’t forgiven me, have you?”

“Tijm, this is ridiculous. If this look,” I point at my face “is bothering you, then just stop thinking about it. You can always think I might be in the bad mood, or I had a bad day or the fact that I didn’t have fun at work that day. You don’t have to think that I look like this because of you. It’s not always about you, Tim. And where the hell did you figure out that banging on my door at three in the morning then gave those kisses will stop me from having a bad day? You just made it worse!” I snap at him.

“I’m sorry about the kiss. I know I shouldn’t, I just thought that we need to figure something out.” He completely let go of my hands now.

“Oh yeah? Figure something out? What do we need to figure out Tijm? You love her, you’re about to ask her to marry you, and you’re not supposed to come back to Netherlands and kissed you ex girlfriend just because you think you need to figure something out.”

“I know, it’s wrong, I’m sorry.” Seems like he lost for word. He knows me too well, he will let me fire every dirty word to him, and he even will let me slap him if I want. He’ll let me release the anger in me, when I’m all exhausted of yelling that’s the time for him to speak wise words.

Yeah I know the game too well, I’ve been a senior player in this field. Maybe that’s why I stop snapping at him. I don’t want him to give me his fucking wise words, I don’t want him to talk at all.

“Are you done? That’s all?” He asks.

I stare at him. I can’t believe he dare to asked me that.

“No.” I surprise myself. I thought I just told myself to shut up, but my mouth wouldn’t agree. “I’m not done. In fact I never finish. Tijm, if this, me bothering you so much, you can just forget about me. You know me, in the end I’ll be fine. If you ask me to let you go, I will never be able to do that sincerely because I love you.”

 There I said it.

Tijmen’s eyes widened.

“Yes Tim, I do. You’re the only one I got when I first moved here. Even though you’re the worst guy I’ve ever known, you’re still the one that I could count on. You’re the only one who answered when I called for help and the only one who brought me ‘P.S I Love You’ DVD and Chinese Food when I said ‘I don’t feel like going out’. You’re the only one whom I told all my past, you’re the one who saved me from that stripper job I had. Not because we broke up then I will forget all of those. Because if I could find someone better than you, I would marry him right now, but look around! No one’s even close. So yeah, I’m not happy Tijm, I lost my best friend. “ I take a deep breath, try to swallow the ball inside my throat. “If you’d like me to come at your wedding, I will be there, I will sit in the front row, smiling, because I will try to be happy for you, I must try my best because you were there for me Tim, at least let me pay you back.” I’m not sure he could hear me, only dogs could hear me now, since I cried and my tone just getting higher and higher.

Like any gentleman will do, he moves towards me and hug me. I place my hands on his back, squeezing his shirt. I cried so hard, the last time I cried like this was when my dad’s gone. I tried to explain him my feelings but I can hardly put the words together.

“I’m sorry I hurt you.” He whispers in my ear while he kisses my head.

I manage to get myself together after a while. Still sobbing and gasping for air.

“I didn’t know Tob, I’m sorry I cost you a lot of pain. I’m so sorry.”

I continue sobbing on his chest.

“You haven’t let me finish my explanation however. I came here instead of proposing to Sara wasn’t only because I feel guilty, I can’t ask her to marry me and look back wondering ‘what if I asked Tobby instead’ call me a jerk, call me anything you want, I’m not gonna spend the rest of my life with regret. I would like us to try again.” He speaks really fast, with his British accent it’s just kinda hard for me to catch.

I still try to catch my breath. It’s not so often I cry this way.

“Tob, you listened to me? Please don’t tell me to say it again.” He pushes my body aside so he can stare into my eyes.

“I didn’t catch it quite clear, I don’t know, let me take a moment to understand your words.” I take a deep breath. “You didn’t propose to Sara, because you cannot afford to live your life thinking ‘what if’ and you want us to try 

again to see which one is better to be with you in the future, me or Sara. Am I right?”

He winches. “Not exactly, I..”

“I don’t have any power to slap you right now, but you should know I really wanna do that.” I snap at him

“I know. Let me explain it, What I Meant was…”

“If we try again and you realize that she’s the best one for you, are you going to leave me again?” I hold my tone straight.

“I think there’s some misunderstandings here. I didn’t come back to choose one of you after I beg you to be with me, I came back because I’ve made my decision. I want you. And for the record, I didn’t leave you the first time, you left me.” He peers me with his dark blue eyes.

“What about Sara?”

“I broke up with her.”

“As in you already broke up with her?” A beast inside me roaring happily.

He nods. 

“It’s always been you Tob. I understand if you hate me right now, after I dumped Sara I went here bang your door at inappropriate hour and mess your life again. The most selfish part in me just want you to know my feelings, and I’m sorry if I cause you any more pain.” He speaks slowly. I think he himself try to sound as calm as he can. “I could come tomorrow or next week but I think it’s best when everything’s clear up from the beginning. I don’t want you to misunderstand. So yeah, I broke up with her, I explained her my reason and she said she’ll try to be supportive about that then she kicked me outta her house. I deserved that.”

I close my face with both my hands to shake off the confusion.

“Tob? Do you want me to come back tomorrow?” He asks full of concern.

I shake my head. “No, stay.”

He stand still. It’s an awkward situation—and position as I remember he’s grabbing me by my shoulder while I still cover my face.

“Will it make me a stupid bitch if I just fall for your words, ignore Sara’s feeling and kiss you right now?” Finally after a very long pause that felt like forever, I dare myself to ask that question.

He moves forward and kisses me passionately which I reply with every bit of hunger that’s been haunting me. His large hands run through my face to my hair, slip my hair behind my ear while I grab his hair and press my body against him. Just like old times.

“No, you’re not stupid if you believe in my words, I’ll work hard to prove it. But yeah, you’re a bitch to Sara.” He whispers between our lips.

“You’re an ass.”

“I am, but you’re kissing me.”