Questa è Enida

Yes I do realize it. That you know so much about me and yet you don’t. So I came up with this series of little things about me, and I start with my morning dislikes. Well, I know it sounds negative. But the thing about me is, I don’t have many things that I don’t like. In other words, I like so many things that I will need 29 lifetimes before I would run out of things to write about what I like. I like you reading this, that’s for sure.

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So okay… the thing that I dislike most in the morning, I must lazily admit, is to make the bed. I know it’s not much. And I know it doesn’t take long. (Save it, will you? I have heard it all before.) But just like everything else that you like or dislike. You can go around it giving thousands of excuses and reasons. At the end of the day (or in my case, morning), no matter how much I groan, growl and grumble doing it because I can’t stand an unmade bed, I just don’t like making the bed!

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Looking at the painting I call ‘My Sensuousness’
between my legs from my bed.

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Postlude:

If you had read me carefully, you would not have come to the assumption that Enida’s bed was always unmade. Even if your reading skill was average, you would have seen that I actually said, “I can’t stand an unmade bed…” and that I groan, growl and grumble everytime  I make my bed. But I still do it. Ishhhh! Mana kau letak kau punya mata? Jatu dalam pirigi mata air kah?

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Postscript:

I love you. (Huh? Love? You? Ishhhh! It’s just a book title.)

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