Thought I’d just stop by to say “Hello!”
Tonight there’s no movie. I’m still quite busy. In fact, tomorrow I’ll have my Exploring Prose final test. Yet I still haven’t studied. Why am I so lazy?
Please wish us luck for tomorrow’s test 🙂
Sincerely,
Putdar.
PS. I tried the ‘hip’ veil style. Does it suit my face? What do you think?
Whoa! I miss you so much, little blog! I’ve been busy, busy, busy lately. Here are what I’ve been up to since Monday:
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| Verb patterns |
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| Exploring Prose’s essays |
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| Being a mentor in Pesantren Kilat (some kind of Islamic summer school) |
I’m fasting and I’ve got so much to do. Please wish me luck, guys! 🙂
Sincerely,
Putdar.
Inspired by this.
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I’m sure you have at least one pair of socks, am I right? They’re very helpful. When it’s hot, they absorp the sweat on your feet. When it’s cold, they keep your feet warm. They keep your delicate skin from the rough part of your shoes. They’re simply amazing!
But, what would happen if we lost one of them? There’s nothing we can do with the remaining, lonely sock. We can’t buy one sock to accompany it. We can’t wear it with a non-matching sock. It would be forever alone, forever forgotten. We would throw it into the deepest, darkest part of our closet. We would throw it into the trash can. We would buy a new pair and walk away with them.
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A pair of socks are meant to be together. They belong to each other. And if I were the left sock, you’d be the right one. Now there’s only me: the remaining, lonely sock. It’s only a matter of time until I get to be thrown into the closet. I hope I would find you there and we would be a pair of socks once again.
Sincerely,
Putdar.
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Sincerely,
Putdar.
Again.
And this time, it will be right. Without any sorry. Without any pity. Just love.
I’m gonna make it real this time.
Sincerely,
Putdar.