What if I fall?
What if I don't?
What if I never make it home?
What if I bleed?
What if I break?
And I find that I can't take?
What if I don't?
What if I never make it home?
What if I bleed?
What if I break?
And I find that I can't take?
I want an iPod. But I don’t want to waste my hard-earned moolah on it. Okay, I know ‘hard-earned’ is a bit of an over-statement. Ngeee. Perhaps I’ll wait. March is the month of my birthday. Ngeee. So yeah, I want an iPod. But I don’t want it enough to spend my own money.
I want a new pair of Crocs, in a different colour. Maroon perhaps. Or blue. But I don’t want it enough to spend my own money. Yet. Maybe I’ll get them for my birthday; a birthday gift from me to me. Heh.
I want to send my red Savvy for full service. It keeps giving my problems lately. And I want to repair the small dent akibat dilanggar oleh that stupid bus last year. But yeah, I don’t want it enough to spend my own money.
I want to stay in a luxurious hotel for our visit to Jakarta. But of course I don’t want it enough to spend my own money. So I guess we’ll be embarking Jakarta the budget way. Jakarta In A Budget; you just wait and see. Heh.
I want to get myself new work pants and skirts. Been wearing the same for a few years, okay, that’s how kedekut I am. But again, I don’t want it enough to spend my own money.
I want a cup of hot, yummy, designer chocolate drink. But I don’t want it enough to spend my own money. Ada sesiapa mulia nak belanja? Coffee Bean is just 5 minutes away from my office. Anyone? Anyone?
I hate falling asleep in the middle of my favourite show. But I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day. Yesterday I barely made it for the first 15 minutes of Desperate Housewives. I’m such a sleepyhead.
I hate having to force myself to wake up today. I want to laze at home with my books and my TV on my comfy couch in my comfy pajamas. But I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day.
I hate this numbing coldness. I could be getting frostbite. Why does offices have to be so freaking cold? We’re not frozen foods, you know? Yes you, the Pelangi management. But I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day.
I hate it when my roommate is not around. Sangat sunyi dan bosan tanpa suara. And bila kurang manusia, I don’t have enough heat around me. Sejuk tau. But I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day.
I hate bersin-bersin. It’s inevitable though; the office is so darn cold. Bersin makes me letih thus lazy. But I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day.
I hate it when the Boss intercom-ed me to her room; that could only mean 2 things. To check on my works. Or to give me more works. And I hate it even more when it’s the latter. Even more if it’s urgent. Malas! But I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day. I do actually. But I should not.
Repeat mantra: I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day. I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day. I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day.
I want a new pair of Crocs, in a different colour. Maroon perhaps. Or blue. But I don’t want it enough to spend my own money. Yet. Maybe I’ll get them for my birthday; a birthday gift from me to me. Heh.
I want to send my red Savvy for full service. It keeps giving my problems lately. And I want to repair the small dent akibat dilanggar oleh that stupid bus last year. But yeah, I don’t want it enough to spend my own money.
I want to stay in a luxurious hotel for our visit to Jakarta. But of course I don’t want it enough to spend my own money. So I guess we’ll be embarking Jakarta the budget way. Jakarta In A Budget; you just wait and see. Heh.
I want to get myself new work pants and skirts. Been wearing the same for a few years, okay, that’s how kedekut I am. But again, I don’t want it enough to spend my own money.
I want a cup of hot, yummy, designer chocolate drink. But I don’t want it enough to spend my own money. Ada sesiapa mulia nak belanja? Coffee Bean is just 5 minutes away from my office. Anyone? Anyone?
I hate falling asleep in the middle of my favourite show. But I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day. Yesterday I barely made it for the first 15 minutes of Desperate Housewives. I’m such a sleepyhead.
I hate having to force myself to wake up today. I want to laze at home with my books and my TV on my comfy couch in my comfy pajamas. But I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day.
I hate this numbing coldness. I could be getting frostbite. Why does offices have to be so freaking cold? We’re not frozen foods, you know? Yes you, the Pelangi management. But I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day.
I hate it when my roommate is not around. Sangat sunyi dan bosan tanpa suara. And bila kurang manusia, I don’t have enough heat around me. Sejuk tau. But I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day.
I hate bersin-bersin. It’s inevitable though; the office is so darn cold. Bersin makes me letih thus lazy. But I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day.
I hate it when the Boss intercom-ed me to her room; that could only mean 2 things. To check on my works. Or to give me more works. And I hate it even more when it’s the latter. Even more if it’s urgent. Malas! But I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day. I do actually. But I should not.
Repeat mantra: I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day. I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day. I don’t hate it enough to let it ruin my day.
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