The story is about a control freak girl who success in work life but not in love life. It happens because many men do not like women control themand the situation too much.
After I watched that movie, suddenly I think,
“Am I a control freak, too?”
That sentence keeps buzzing in my mind. So, I pick up my phone and dial my boyfriend’s number.
“Hey un, am I a control freak?”
I know sometimes I mind something too much. I mean really really much. You can see me wondering too much about the grubby dish in my house that made me can’t sleep, about my clothes and shoes which is mix and match or not, about having a superb trip not including being lost, about a perfect spot to watch a movie, about getting earlier in the cinema because I just crave to watch the trailer before its start, bla bla bla.
I want the whole thing that I’m done is just right. So, it means that am I control freak or maybe perfectionist or both? I think I’m gonna prefer for both of it. I am control freak and I am perfectionist.
So, are you ready with the freak-side of me, un??
You can call me Dian, a housewife living in the middle of hustle bustle of Kuala Lumpur but still cannot forget my own “kampong”, Indonesia. Living for more than 10 years in Malaysia still make me a pempek-lover, bakso addict, gado-gado enthusiasts, and bakmi devotee. Photography and writing are one of the things that keep me sane throughout my day as a devoted housewife.