I hate how you beat me in Scrabble or the Sunday crossword puzzle
I hate how you sometimes forget to say thank you to the parking guy or cashier
I hate how you’re easily sick
I hate how you play the piano better than I do
I hate how you sometimes test me on general knowledge or use medical terms to explain something
I hate how you can tell that I’m playing spider solitaire or browsing while speaking on the phone with you
I hate how you lie and say that you’re staying up late to write your paper, though you’re actually playing a computer game
I hate how you sometimes forget to hold the door for me
I hate how you sometimes stare at my blackheads on my forehead instead of my eyes when you talk to me
I hate how you complain annoyingly when the traffic gets bad
I adore how you let me change the rules of scrabble so I could win
I adore how you’re willing to wait for me to finish work for an hour or more at the mall across my office
I adore how you don’t mind going to the movies alone because I changed my mind and decided to attend a meeting
I adore how you never complain about my outfit, even if it makes my ass look huge
I adore how you listen to my rants and give comments without being judgmental
I adore how you apologize first because you don’t want us to fight
I adore how you let me window shop at Forever 21 eventhough you have a test the day after
I adore how you let me eat anything I want eventhough I’m already gaining weight and have a double chin
I adore how you understand when I refuse to come to your family gatherings
I adore how you never raise your voice when I’m being such a bitch during my monthly bitchiness.
We both don’t know for sure whether I will be by your side when your hair turns gray,
or whether you will be by my side when there are wrinkles on my eyes,
or I will one day delete this post because we have both gone our separate ways.
But one thing I do know for sure,
is that in the here and now,
you have a special place in my heart.
Hi. It’s me again. It’s been a year since my last post. I really miss writing on my blog, but kept delaying to do so. I was reading old posts and realized that i made so many promises i did not fulfill. So, this may be my first story that i wrote in english. I have bad in english, i know it. But i tried to learn and learn and learn. I read a story that written by one of my suceed cousin named Deasy, on her story she wrote a letter to God.
This post is inspired from her..
Dear Allah, The most gracious, most merciful. Praise to be Allah, the cherisher and sustainer of the worlds..
Another year in my life has passed. You gave me so many blessings days. Thank You God for giving me such a beautiful life. It is true that my life has not been all ups. You have given the downsides of life for me this year, but I took that as a process for me to be more mature and realize that I should be more grateful for what I have right now.
I am sorry I still do things that You don’t like. Despite all the kindness You’ve shown to me, I still don’t touch my head to the floor 5 times everyday. I am also more afraid in making my parents sad than making You sad every time I do something wrong. I really am sorry dear God.
I hope next year will be better. I can not promise You anything, but I will be doing my best to not make You mad. I also hope that there will be peace on earth. I am sure You do not want people to suffer any longer with all the war in Palestine, Africa, and other places on earth. Please take care of my family, my loved ones, all of the good people, and the environment which I sometimes take for granted.
Last but not least,
Thank You God for being extremely nice to me. I am truly blessed.
I love You God, I really do.
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