A morning as if its only once in a lifetime.

It was a ordinary Saturday, 8 a.m. where you could find nothing special to celebrate or dance to. Moreover, it's supposed to be your day where you should'nt celebrate anything except for your succession in making another weekend wasted without any happenings. And you just hate to figure out how you would spend your day, not to add that you have a technically boring weekend last week.

Hmm last week:-
1. Borrowed guitar from Loco, try to play Sempurna (Andra and the Backbone Song), still could'nt find the right way to play the keys tough.
2. Watch Mukhsin for 5 seconds only because couldnt bear the fact that its a sad story, thus possibilities to cry is high. (Maybe next time when im REALLY free)
3. Watch Antonement and ended up crying. Duhhhh...

But hey..... thats not so bad at all. In fact maybe better than some outings I had.

How bout today?

I try to see the situation differently as i used to. Today is a new day. This moment.. Where the duvet is still soft to lay for the next hours. Where morning kitties flocks in the doorway playfully meowing for food. Where the floor is a great replacement for a dancefloor. Where you can choose to decorate your life as crazy/bright/beautiful/amazing as the way you want it.

Wow i take back my words. This Simple Saturday is an amazing day already.