Re-watched
Sherlock series from my netbook through the night. And I dreamed. My position
is like Molly Hooper (oh God!). Did I become Molly Hooper in my dream? Blonde,
geeky and a pathologist? No, I didn’t. I’m not Molly. I just play my self,
Norma, simple, muslimah and Indonesian of course. But like Molly, I was a big
fan, big lover of him. And you know what he doing was? He ran and caught a
mysterious criminal in the large building with lots of doors. And I don’t know
why I there was. Funny! He approached me, looked at me thoroughly (I thought
he’ll criticized my look) and said, “Never mind. I won’t say anything,” without
expression and went soon. He got on my nerves in my own dream.
Sherlock poster |
But on a real
life, I can’t stand him any longer. Anyway, Sherlock Holmes always wows me with
his brightness but he is out of favor.
Imagine you have a very truly madly freak friend. He is bright but annoying. He
always observes you and then will guess your private activity last night, with
whom you were and get a complete conclusion with something which named “Science
of Deduction”. Brilliant! But annoying! But I love Detective stories, anyway,
especially Sherlock from BBC.
Banjarbaru, June 12nd , 2015
During my busy morning
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