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Thursday, August 13, 2015

Suddenly, He Called Me (Slovenia Stories #13)

Črenšovci – Thursday, 13th August 2015

           As I told you in the previous post. I didn’t want to write diary on my birthday. However, I’ll tell you a little bit about what happened yesterday. My birthday in a glance…  
I have made commitment to myself not to open any social media of mine until I got home after work as it might lead me to burst my tears. You know… homesick attack.
I broke my commitment and took sneak peek opening it while I was on the toilet (doing my ‘toilet bussiness’ of course).  Well, umm  it was so tempting!
Result: My face was starting to feel warm. A drop of tear began to pop out and was ready to drop. Close the apps immediately. Back to work. Hope my face hasn’t turned into red yet!

-          There was no Slovenian friend congratulated me. Not expecting though. But I think Roman knows. Probably he didn’t remember. Was I just expecting?

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

One Day Before 'That' (Slovenia Stories #12)

Črenšovci – Tuesday, 11th August 2015
                         
                Today is not much different than yesterday.. I'm still helping Leon at the same position. So, not much to tell. I still like seeing him bothered to clear up the mess made by the machine. And yes, still laughing pretty hard when he curses on it. Sometime we laugh together (probably because we pity ourselves hahah). The difference is he laughs at the machine (only) meanwhile in fact I laugh at the stupid machine and him as well for he cursing on it, hahaha. So, gue ketawa, dia ketawa dan kita pun sama-sama tertawa. Ciyeeee Elsa. (Laaah?!).

Monday, August 10, 2015

Leveled Up (Slovenia Stories #11)

Črenšovci – Monday, 10th August 2015

Hello Monday! The brand new day on this week. Ready to start the day? Ok, here we go...


Before getting to the story I just want to say something. It's been a week already so you've seen how's my life here and what I think about everything and everybody around me. Just to remind you, I write what I want to write, what's important to me or what takes my attention. So, yes clearly some of them may be unpleasant for you that also might lead you to think something bad about me. But, hey I don't give a fuck as it isn't my responsibility to please everybody on earth. On the other hand, if it attracts you, feel free to continue reading and even more leave me feedback on the comment section. Alright, now let's get to the core!

Sunday, August 9, 2015

With Great Amount of Wine Comes Great Hangover (Slovenia Stories #10)

Črenšovci – Sunday, 9th August 2015

Hallo... How's life?

           Not many special things today. Everybody's resting as we're still tired of yesterday. Even though somehow I woke up at 7.30 anf got out of the bed about 8.30 after checking on all social media such as Facebook, Twitter, Path, Skype and Instagram to catch up the latest news from Indonesia. Still Milena feels that I always wake up so early in the morning every weekend. I'm wondering it too. Well, seems like I have automatic self alarm in mind that will wake me up at the same time every morning. So, Today's agenda is clean up 'the mess' from yesterday.
           As a matter of fact, Yusran threw up on his bed therefore he must clean the stains off and dry it under the sun. Yes, he must clean the vomit up from last night but he just did it this morning. So, he slept with his vomit. Can you imagine? Yuck! 😷 Bye bye overnight fermented vomit! As if it wasn't bad enough it was also spilled onto his laptop and now he got it broken so that he couldn't turn it on even after drying it. The moment when Yusran was asking Milena about how to clean it up, the sheet, the bed cover and the mattress, he got a meaningful smirk from Roman as if Roman saying 'gotcha buddy!' LOL. Haha. See? That's why I never want to get drunk. 😏 I prefer to keep my life simple, just wake up without suffering and an urge of cleaning. He was really drunk last night until he couldn't remember what happened yesterday. He didn't even know who gave him a bottle of water last night. In fact, that was me. Maaan, lo apain temen guweeeh??  Sungguh terlalu... Ckck