a/n : i am sorry for how long it took me to write
another chapter i just forgot about this fic but
here is another chapter
and yes i am sure that Amsterdam is not like this
but in this fic Amsterdam is like it is in a lot
of movies.
“oooh my good I am not sleeping on that”
Cuddy berkata when she walked in to the room
and saw the single bed, it was an old bedcot.
“well i of course cant because of my leg so…”
House berkata and looked at wilson
“fine i´ll sleep there“ wilson berkata frustrated.
After they had changed into other clothes,, of
course in private they all went downstairs for
the first lecture. After the lecture they decided
to go for a walk and get something to eat.
“wow House now I see why anda insisted to go on
this street” Cuddy berkata as the walked down a
jalan full of those houses with naked girls in
the windows.
“yeah this is awesome“ house berkata
“oooh and sejak the way Wilson anda can thank me
later for google-ing all the best places in
Amsterdam” he whispered to Wilson.
“house!” Wilson berkata blushing
“what did he say to you?” Cuddy asked curios
about what House berkata to Wilson to make him blush
like that.
“nothing just man stuff” House berkata before Wilson
could say anything.
another chapter i just forgot about this fic but
here is another chapter
and yes i am sure that Amsterdam is not like this
but in this fic Amsterdam is like it is in a lot
of movies.
“oooh my good I am not sleeping on that”
Cuddy berkata when she walked in to the room
and saw the single bed, it was an old bedcot.
“well i of course cant because of my leg so…”
House berkata and looked at wilson
“fine i´ll sleep there“ wilson berkata frustrated.
After they had changed into other clothes,, of
course in private they all went downstairs for
the first lecture. After the lecture they decided
to go for a walk and get something to eat.
“wow House now I see why anda insisted to go on
this street” Cuddy berkata as the walked down a
jalan full of those houses with naked girls in
the windows.
“yeah this is awesome“ house berkata
“oooh and sejak the way Wilson anda can thank me
later for google-ing all the best places in
Amsterdam” he whispered to Wilson.
“house!” Wilson berkata blushing
“what did he say to you?” Cuddy asked curios
about what House berkata to Wilson to make him blush
like that.
“nothing just man stuff” House berkata before Wilson
could say anything.
When does Cinta become something we need, rather than something we want? Cinta was seen as something special a long time ago. Now Cinta is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. Cinta is common currency when anda are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older anda get. Do we not care about the substance of what Cinta was and not what it has been made into today sejak commercialisation from American Filem and Televisyen commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience Cinta for real, can we komen and judge others who are in Love. Cinta means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of Cinta is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? Cinta is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.