Friday, January 21, 2011

She is... ANTIQUE.

She is just a simple girl...

She doesn't like waking up in the morning.
So on holiday, she loves to get underneath the blanket (again) after taking her morning bath.
And yes! She’ll continue sleeping.


She is addicted to coffee and ice cubes.
The mixture of both, she loves it! Strangely, she sleeps well even though she drinks lots of coffee.
And she can eat all ice cubes in this living world. It's a hot day, gloomy, or even rainy, she will still love to eat those ice cubes.


She loves her precious little treasure, her DVDs.
She can spend her whole day, stay in her room watching tons of DVD. It's heaven enough for her.


She loves rainy day.
Rain helps pumping up her writing mood.
But she hates rainy day if she has to be outside. Because it'll ruin her mood, her clothes, her make-up and definitely her hair.LOL!


She loves sitting near a window.
She can feel the wind kicking her face and blowing her hair.


She loves cooking her own snack.
Unfortunately, she needs her good mood if she wants to cook.
No mood no cook.


She is far from easy going.
Don't put your big hope that she'll be such an extrovert. She is not. She prefer to stay quiet especially around new people.
Don’t ask her to babble if you just knew her for a while. Because she can’t do it.
But her family and best friends know exactly how fussy she is.


She loves writing.
When someone breaks her heart, she writes. It's her special way of letting go all of the breaking.
When someone touches her heart, she writes. It’s her own way in thanking those who touch her heart.


She loves music.
But don't ask her to play any musical sheet. She already give up.
She rather sing along or dancing with the music. As long as nobody hear or see her. She prefers to do it alone.
Music is one of her best friend that she can’t live without. Whenever. Wherever. Whatever.


She loves her family.
Her family is another description of her heaven on earth.
She learns that when people disappoint her and throw her down, her family was one of the two that stay.
Hold her tight so she can bravely face it. Hug her so she knows that they never left her.
She learns it the hard way.


She loves her best friends.
They just know when something wrong going on her. They’ll do lots of thing just to make her smile again in those days full of tears.
They always have the time to accompany her mocking those who hurt her.
For her, they're the true bond even without blood.


She doesn't like people who try to get near her just when they needed.
When they need her, they sweet talk her. They talk a lot, like they know her so well. The truth, they know nothing about her.
When they don't need her anymore, they suddenly gone.
That’s the most thing that they don’t know about her. She hates that kind of people.


She is God's creation. No copy of her. Only one and it’s her.
Every day God remind her that she is so damn special. God just never creates another her. Another ANTIQUE kind of her.

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