He moved closer and twisted his tongue inside her.

As pleasureable as it could be, she felt uncomfortable. For she did not expect this to happen. For she did not she him that way anymore.

Yet she cannot denied that somewhere, deep in her heart, she need a hug. And maybe a kiss or two. And someone to spend her lonely nights with.

And nobody is better in doing this job than him.

Whose his warm hugs she used to rejoice when she was younger. Whose laughter she still misses in her dull days.

And whose sad face she can't help but to wipe away.

So she chose to accept the kiss anyway, and let herself fell into his hug.

LJ saw...

On a window of a Metro Mini on her way to campus...

"SEMENTARA BIARKAN BEGINI"

Too bad she didn't have her camera with her at the moment.

XD

LJ's Mental Playlists

Since I don't have an iPod, I've developed a mental habit of humming into the songs which I could relate my current mood to (sounds thifty? very Yamada Taro-like? well, I've never said no. But thank Heaven for my Blackberry), esp. on my way to campus. Here are some of the songs that happened to pass by this week:

-Substitute for Love, by Madonna
-Candy Perfume Girl, also by Madonna
-Shanti/Ashtangi, again by Madonna. Basically stuffs from her Ray of Light album. It's fantastic.
-When you believe, Mariah Carey and Whitney Houston. Fave karaoke song.
-Hey Jude, The Beatles.
-Freak on a Leash, KoRn, MTv Unplgged version. Beautiful. Check out how powerful the instruments were. The strings arrangement was like, wow. Dunno that u can do that with KoRn's songs. This song makes me think of Akira from my fanfic I'm with the Band!, cuz it's like, musically strong. Like him.

LJ wakes up to... a Marron 5 morning

"Sunday morning, the rain is falling."
-Maroon 5, Sunday Morning, Songs about Jane

It's cool to wake up to an easy, breezy weekend when the weather would make me think of my Wonderland, where Ginji lived and would wake up to a nice Tokyo morning, with the rain and stuffs. Though it's not so cool anymore now that I've found out that my sister had wet the bed last nite (grow up, kid, grow up!).

But I don't mind menial chores (sometimes, when nothing discriminating involved -as in gender-wise). It gave me some unique sense of independence, as if I can do anything with my own hands, without having to rely on the help of housemaids (or in the case of my auntie's house, the houseman, which happened to be called Maman).

As far as i know, the day would be filled with BBQing (this is why I love my uncle so much. And why I really like this household, compared to the old one I usd to lived in. There's so much life and party to it). And I've sent a job application to my former senior, who is resigning from hers. Wishing for luck!