Call It Magic

Call it magic.
The way things fold whenever I start something with a new guy. Whether it a relationship or just a fling.

The waiting.
The feeling of delicious anticipation. Butterflies in my stomach. Making no assumption that he's already into me.

The rush.
The thrilling blood coursing through my veins, willing him to kiss me. To violate me.

The willing.
I believe in the power of will. I believe in my power of attraction. I believe in my willpower to attract the guys I want.

Call it magic.
Call it magic whenever I have my first kiss with a new guy. Yes, butterflies, thrills, attraction, magic.

Call it magic.
Call it magic when my power shot through them and have their defense crumbles. 
Call it magic when I get connected to a new guy and we fly together. Fly until the magic wears off and someone else catch my attention.
 
Pure magic. 

*album of the moment: Ghost Stories - Coldplay*

Macklemore - Thrift Shop

[Hook: Wanz]
I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I, I, I'm hunting
Looking for a come up
This is fuckin awesome

[Verse One: Macklemore]
Walk in the club like what up? I got a big cock
Nah, Im just pumped up, bought some shit from the thrift shop
Ice on the fringe is so damn frosty
People like Damn, thats a cold ass honkey
Rolling in hella, headed to the mezzanine
Dressed in all pink except my gator shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girl standing next to me
Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R.Kelly sheets, piss
But shit, it was 99 cents, buy it, cop it and washing it
Bout to go and get some compliments, passing up on those moccasins

Someone else has been walking in, bummy and grungy, Fuck it
I am stunting and flossing and saving my money and I am halla happy
Thats a bargain Bitch,
Imma take your grandpa style, Imma take your grandpa style, no for real, ask your grandpa
Can I have his hand-me-downs? (thank you)
Velour jumpsuit and some house slippers,
dookie brown leather jacket that I found digging.
They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard
I bought a ski blanket, then I bought a knee board
Hello, hello, my ace man, my Mello
John Wayne aint got nothing on my fringe game, hell no
I could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell those
The sneaker heads would be like Ah, he got the Velcros

[Hook: Wanz]
I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I, I, I'm hunting
Looking for a come up
This is fuckin awesome 2x

[Verse Two: Macklemore]

What you know about rocking a wolf on your noggin?
What you knowing about wearing a fur fox skin?
Im digging, Im digging, Im searching right through that luggage
One mans trash, thats another mans come up
Thank your granddad for donating that plaid button up shirt
Cause right now, Im up in her skirt
Im at the Good will, you can find me in the bins
Im that sucker, sucker searching in the section
Your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy
Ill take those flannel zebra jammies, second hand and Ill rock that mother fucker
The built in onsies with the socks on the mother fucker
I hit the party and they stop in that mother fucker
They be like Oh that Gucci, thats hella tight
Im like Yo, thats fifty dollars for a t-shirt
Limited edition, lets do some simple addition
Fifty dollars for a t-shirt, thats just some ignorant bitch shit
I call that getting swindled and pimped, shit
I call that getting tricked by a business, that shirts hella don't
And having the same one as six other people in this club is a hella don't
Peep game, come take a look through my telescope
Trying to get girls from a brand? Man you hella wont, man you hella wont

(little girl) goodwill, be popping tags, yeah-ah-ah

[Hook: Wanz]
I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I, I, I'm hunting
Looking for a come up
This is fuckin awesome

[Bridge: Wanz]
I wear your granddad's clothes, I look incredible
Im in this big ass coat from that thrift shop down the road
I wear your granddad's clothes, I look incredible
Im in this big ass coat from that thrift shop down the road

[Hook: Wanz]
I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I, I, I'm hunting
Looking for a come up
This is fuckin awesome

(little girl) Is that your Grandma's coat? Hee hee!

Seminggu Yang Pedas

Seminggu belakangan ini, nafsu menyantap makanan super pedas semakin menggila. Setiap hari, gue makan di Warung Penyet Bu Kris, Bebek Ireng Cak Baz, Bebek Goreng Pak Joko Putro, Bebek Goreng H. Slamet, dan Ramen Sanpachi.

Entah kenapa, tiap gue ke Warung Bu Kris, pas browsing menunya yang banyak itu, gue selalu end up dengan Lele Penyet Super Pedas, Tahu Telor, dan Sayur Asem. Biarpun di awal udah bayangin ayam goreng, bebek goreng, gurame, tempe/tahu, telor, baksi, udang, teri, dll, tetep aja pesennya lele. Heran. Daaan, efek makan disini adalah bibir merah, keringetan sekujur tubuh, perut begah, dan pose nyender dengan mata sayu bego.  Dua minggu sekali ke sini masih oke lah. Tapi seminggu sekali atau dua kali, jadi flat rasanya. Cuma dapat kenyang doang.

Nah, kalo cowok gue senengnya Bebek Ireng Cak Baz. Gue sebenernya sih biasa aja sama sambel di sini. Kurang gahar. Tapi Joe suka, ya kesini deh kadang-kadang. Nah, jangan pesen yang lain selain bebek peking, karena cuma dia yang dagingnya paling empuk sampe nyaris copot dari tulang. Kalo varian bebek yang lainnya pada lumayan alot. Bagusnya di sini lo bebas ambil sambelnya, karena udah tersaji di meja.

Bebek Goreng Pak Joko Putro ini emang edan. Favorit gue selain bebek goreng adalah paru goreng, tahu, dan SAMBAL SETAN yang musti dipesan khusus. Asli SETAN nih sambel. Sukaaaaa!! Sayur asemnya juga oke loh. Kalo Joe pasti tambah pete. Gue sih jauh-jauh dari benda terkutuk itu. Haduh, jadi pengen ke sana lagi. Ntar malem boleh juga kayaknya. Gak bakal bosen kalo ke sini tiap hari sih. :D

Kalo Bebek Goreng H. Slamet sih gak usah dibahas lah ya. Emangnya masih ada yang belum pernah makan di sana? Pesanan gue, jelas paha dan kepala goreng, tahu/tempe kalo ada, tambah nasi 1/2, dan ekstra 2 sambal. Untuk gue doang. Sambal korek Slamet, I heart you, beibeh...

Ramen Sanpachi. Hmmm... Emang pedes dan bikin keringatan. Apalagi yang pake level kayak Jigoku Ramen itu. Gue biasanya sih mentok di level 8 aja. Itu udah cukup bikin mules, biarpun kadang lidah gue masih mencari sesuatu yang nendang. Sayangnya, kalo tambah level pedes, berarti rasanya makin asiiiin, padahal mah porsi mie dan kuahnya ya tetep segitu aja. Kalo mau ya lo pesen level yang kira-kira keasinannya gak bikin rambut lo rontok, terus minta tambah rawit merah deh. Yang paling oke di sini menurut gue justru bukan ramen, tapi tori karaage-nya. Yang paling gak oke, service charge dan tax-nya. Rasanya lebih nendang daripada jigoku level 15. Cih!

Dan bisa ngebahas makanan-makanan bersambel itu, jadi pengen aja makan lagi. Tapi gue bingung, seminggu ini malah belum mules dan belum boker. Sadis, sialan. Perut udah gede banget gini, belum kebuang isinya. Perlu cabe yang kayak gimana lagi sih biar bisa nguras isi perut?

Eh, ada tukang bakso lewat! Tuang sambel ke mangkok trus tambahin bakso dan kuah enak juga kayaknya. :p