“You are very brave.”
Was the remark I heard the most during my last solo trip.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Race the Clock.”
This is a super hard question. What is that one offer that I couldn’t refuse?
First thought: money.
Meh. Sure I need money to sustain my live and therefore live my dream, but if I don’t know where the money come from, I would hesitate to accept it.
Second thought: PhD offer.
Another meh. I wouldn’t want to do a PhD about something that I’m only half-heartedly interested in. It’s a huge commitment and I want to make sure that I’m in love with my topic. So, I wouldn’t want to accept it without having long thoughts about it.
Finally. Third thought: dual citizenship offer – from UK or USA
Now, that is an offer that I couldn’t refuse.
I mean, I love Indonesia and everything, but seriously, Indonesian passport couldn’t sustain my desire to travel forever. The pain to get visa to go anywhere has scarred me for life. There was never an exciting moment in fulfilling those visa application forms. And my effort to make sure the so-and-so embassy to believe that I wouldn’t beg their government for money by the time I get to their country maybe able to move a mountain. It was always ridiculously exhausting. So, a citizenship offer from the UK and/or USA would be something that could support all my travelling plans – I mean, I’m dreaming anyway and while at it, I shall dream to get a passport from one of the two countries with the strongest passports in the world, right?
So, when can I accept this offer?
In the light of the crazy world we are living in…
This week’s Photo Challenge is Work of Art. The most interesting thing about this challenge is that it allows everyone to share what they think a work of art is.
Here’s my take:
Mrs. Hudson: So – it’s the big day then!
Sherlock: What big day?
Mrs. Hudson: The wedding! John and Mary getting married!
Sherlock: Two people who currently live together are about to attend church, have a party, go on a short holiday, then carry on living together. What’s big about that?
Mrs. Hudson: It changes people – marriage. … Marriage changes you as a person in ways you can’t imagine.
There are times when I’m excited for a challenge, weekly
However, this week‘s is poetry
which is scary
Poetry is not my strongest ability
It could drive me crazy
All because I have horrible vocabulary
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Kramer: She’s wondering when we’re gonna come over and see the baby
Jerry: Oh. See the baby. Again with the baby. He keeps calling us to see the baby. You gotta see the baby! When are you gonna see the baby? Can they just send us a tape?
Elaine: Maybe if you wait a few more months then it won’t be a baby anymore then you don’t have to see it
Jerry: Because they all grown up!
Jerry: It’s tough about seeing the people when they have a baby. You have to match their level of enthusiasm. They’re always so excited. “What do you think of them? What do you think?”
Just once I would like to meet a couple that goes, “you know we’re not too happy about them, frankly. I think we really make a big mistake, we should’ve gotten an aquarium.”
Seinfeld S03E18
I came across Louie sometime ago when I accidentally changed the TV channel to FX. I have not yet become a fan and so far I have only watched a few episodes. However, the episodes that I watched have really touched me and I feel the need to share them.
One of the episodes that I watched was called Come On, God (S02E08). The whole episode was dedicated to masturbation, which is not the point of this post.
The point of this post is explained by the 2:50 minutes video below.
When I watched it the first time I laughed out loud. After that, I have not yet stopped wondering. Was it appropriate to laugh? Have I been mocking God? Have I been mocking people that worship God? After all, I am ‘keeping myself’ until I get married.
Anyway, regardless of what someone’s religion is, I guess this is the basic thought of why someone is ‘keeping themselves’ until they get married.
Happy wedding to all my dearest friends. I hope your ‘first night’ is not going to be as terrible as what I have been told.