5 reason why I am so lucky

(and why my housemate is so unlucky  )

1. Life saver.

While the housing prices in Singapore is blowing out of making-sense range, God sent Diah to me so that I can share the cost with her This means I will still be able going back to Indonesia (by plane, not by swimming ), save some money, and not eating Indomie in a daily basis (doesn't mean I don't eat Indomie-pake-telor-dan-cabe anymore )

2. The curse of the violin.

I'm a violist. Hold your thought. I said I'm a violist, not a good violist. So God bless Diah who every midnight able to stand my horrible squeaky violin sound. Ngiiiiiik ngeeeeek ngoooook ngiiiiiiik ngiiiiiik ngiiieeeeeeek...

3. The saying that 'yoga will enable you sleep better'.

Ask Diah about that! As if the torture of the violin practicing is not enough, I do yoga before I sleep everynight. Its true that yoga enable me to sleep better everynight, but not my housemate. (if you ask 'why?', lets just say that kind of yoga that I practiced is the one that make me do that hummmmmming sound). Mmmmmmm... Mmmmmmm.... Mmmmmmmm... (goes on and on and on and on for 9 minutes)

4. Messy-messy me. Period.

5. Going home, not going to an empty house.

I guess this is the best thing of having a housemate. I know that there'll be someone there at home when I'm going back from selling shampoo the whole day. Though I dont spend much time with her (tell me about quality time, please), the feeling is just great knowing that I have someone to talk to when I reach home. Someone I can call everyday after office to ask whether we have food at home or should I buy dinner for us both. Someone to share detergent, remote control, and bread with. Someone who is a worse cook than me so that I can feel a bit better about myself

Meet this single & available lovely lady at sudaryo.ds@pg.com.