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saw a sleepy-eyed siberian husky under a car on a neighbour's carport today, then a tall black cat lingering around a car in front of a neighbour's house, and a tomcat wandering around that lady's house in the rain. just last week, i asked the maid why is the orange blotched cat never seemed to come by the house again. i even thought of a pair of lovebirds or a canary when windowshoping and saw a birdcage shaped lamp shade or literally point at the window when that bird distract our discussion on 'other situation of violence' at the bigboss' office on friday.

i think i really miss having pets. should i get one in this near future?

costaguatamexirico: between the spicy latinas, guerilleros, favellas, and me

there were three latin americans. one was carlos from guatemala. who said i have an american english accent. and thinks that he doesn’t have an accent when speaking english, when he sounded exactly like any CNN reporters. fast. self assured. provocative. and american. i like when he speaks about the marras in el limone. or maybe i just love the topics about gangs. he likes sushi. he often puts facebook status about sushi. i don't understand or speak spanish, but, i can tell it is about sushi when it has the word 'sushi' in it. duh!

 

then there was ricardo from mexico. i don’t know why i remembered ugly betty everytime i saw him. maybe i just love stereotyping. he was this typical latin american aging father in his late 40's to early 50's. he has a deep cracking voice. most likely from too much smoking. and a detective fighting mafia look with his long overcoat and dark suit. maybe it was only the way he was always messy, especially after making phone calls. i guess i watched too many the untouchables or dick tracy. but he is actually a very good listener. ricardo speaks a lot about the drugs cartels in mexico. which i also like. i cannot really explain why but it intrigues me how people would behead several other people just because of drugs.

 

but my favourite was gabriel from argentina. he insisted on everybody to call him gabo. he managed to find away to watch a soccer match in a freezing weather. had i known, i would have joined him. it was argentina versus switzerland. messi was playing! i am not a big fan of messi. but while he was there why wouldn’t you? gabo is a first aid trainer and good at it. but he was my favourite because he likes to cook and love food. he was the only one who really made a pot of fondue while the rest of us just posing while stirring an already cooked pot of fondue. with unwashed hands and all, but cheese already has bacteria and smells like socks anyway, so he was excused.

 

i have never really been that intense in getting to know central americans. the only central americans people i know were columbians, whom two of them were women and looked like drag queens, so my french gay friend said, and the other was a snob doctor i was not really keen on getting to know. wait, i think i know one more. my former bolivian student. whom always looked as if she was having rave party every night. she always seemed to suffer from hangover. she looks like a mixed sandra bullock and julia robert who were always stoned in the morning. but they are a lot like asians, really. they are friendly and warm, cherish their family, and at the same time fiery and passionate and of course have amazing taste buds and eventually outrageously fabulous food.

 

to my level, latin americans should be on the same ground as us asians along with the oceanians and funny africans. the same goes for penguins of the arctic. as for europeans and north americans.. meh! i think they are boring.

 

boy! could i be anymore racist?

in my hindu colleague's humble opinion

in hindu there is no restriction. that is why people pray to shiva. you can ask anything to shiva. he will always grant your wishes. because he was always stoned or high on something. one of our gods even had marijuana. or i think it was shiva.

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ternyata enak juga pagi-pagi makan blendrang nasi padang. walaupun kalo setiap hari bisa bangkrut juga. untung sarapan hari ini hasil traktiran kemarin.

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tuhan, tebalkanlah hati dan telingaku untuk menerima perkataan yang bisa membuatku lupa diri. kokohkanlah pikiran dan hatiku untuk tidak begitu saja termakan hawa nafsu. sesungguhnya, emosi yang berlebihan ini terlalu menguras tenagaku. aku tidak sanggup menjalaninya terlalu sering.

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semoga tuhan selalu menjauhkan kita semua dari kemuraman dan mendekatkan kita semua kepada keceriaan. amin.

problems of the world #1

now why guys at their forties are more interesting than those of almost thirties?