About That Night

so, you guys may don't know that i've been dying to read this book from two months ago since i first read Something About You, a book from Julie James.

yes, it is a romance comedy genre so shoot me.

it's the third installation from FBI/US Attorney series. i love Julie James's books like crazy. it witty, the heroines are sexy smart independent women and the guys are like super hot but in human kinda way. so it's down to earth books *well kinda.

so, i love her previous books (eg. Just Sexiest Man Alive, Practice Makes Perfect, Something About You and A Lot Like Love) and my expectation about this book *About That Night* is high.

so imagine after waiting so long *okay, maybe not that long (two months)* i'm finally get the epub version one day after the official release and read it

and you know what??

it's kinda suck.

well, not suck like what-the-fuck sucks, but it is kinda suck-since-i-know-the-writer-is-better-than-this suck.

i mean, it's kinda lost the Julie James' touch. you know, the witty conversation and the unexpected scene that makes me want to laugh and secretly wish i am that smart as the heroine. and the main plot line isn't very great and the sex scene... oh GOD.. it's kinda like Play by Play Series by Jaci Burton not like Julie James' kinda sex scene. i mean it's like Julie James is trying to copy other erotic romance sex scene rather that stay with her sweet love making scene in her previous books. it's kinda disappointing for me who is already expect much from Julie James.

but in the end i still like her books, so i'm going to give B- for this book.

cheers,

-c.

get this

i've got two book reviews coming up after this post and i'm telling you guys, i repeat, I AM TELLING you guys that those reviews ARE CONTAINS WITH SPOILERS. so bitches, you know you're getting into.

cheers,

-c.

someone like you..

I've been roaming around, always looking down at all I see

painted faces fill the places I can't reach

you know that I could use somebody

you know that I could use somebody

someone like you and all you know and how you speak

countless lovers under cover of the street

you know that I could use somebody

you know that I could use somebody

...

SOMEONE LIKE YOU

Kings of Leon - Use Somebody

-c.

why am i still here?

it's late so i'll be quick.

i got this thought that i need to put it down in writing.

it happened when i met my friends tonight.

we met at beer garden and from that i just knew that one of my good friends, Ejie, is leaving jakarta to go to france this monday.

she's going to spend a year to study there.

so, tonight was like a farewell party for her.

and it got me thinking.

it starts with;

Nina Evayanti.

she's got in at Department of International Affairs.

she's been taught be a diplomat, for god's sake.

she can be a diplomat in New York or France.

how awesome is that?

Adimas Mulya.

He will continue his studies for international affairs in England.

he leaves on September 28th.

Rezzy Nizawati.

my good friend Ejie will leaves on September 19th to France.

she's going to learn french for a year then going to work there.

don't get me wrong, i'm so proud of them.

i'm so proud calling them my friends, but it got me thinking.

they're already moving on with their life

and WHY AM I STILL HERE?

again, don't get me wrong

leaving UI was a best decision in my life,

i'm happy at LSPR.

but you know, when most of your friends are leaving for continuing their journey in life

and you're still at exact point when you and your friends started this together

you start to asking question to yourself..

why am i still here...?

cheers,

-c.

holi~day

i have no idea why i've been so positive lately. i kinda miss my sarcasm. now, i see a glass half full not half empty. you know what i mean right?

holiday makes me soft.

-The Sky from The Above-

I LOVE HOLIDAY.

cheers,

-c.

your ex-lover is dead

when there is nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire

...

God, that was strange to see you again

introduced by a friend of a friend

smiled and said, "yes I think we've met before"

in that instant it started to pour

captured a taxi despite all the rain

we drove in silence across Pont Champlain

and all of the time you though I was sad

I was trying to remember your name

this scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin

tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in

now you're outside me you see all the beauty

repent all your sin

it's nothing but time and a face that you lose

I chose to feel it and you couldn't chose

I'll write you a postcard, I'll send you the news

from a house down the road, from real love

live through this and you won't look back

there's on thing I want to say

so I'll be brave

you were what I wanted, I gave what I gave

I'm not sorry I met you

I'm not sorry it's over

I'm not sorry there's nothing to save

I'M NOT SORRY THERE'S NOTHING TO SAVE

Stars, Your Ex-lover is Dead

I love this song! can't stop listening to

cheers,

-c.

Hello AGAIN!

Blogspot!! ça fait longtemps que j'ai ecrit ici.

oh boy, it's almost, like, a year right?

well,

hello again.

cheers,

-c.