This is how it feels, when your most private zone is taken over

Hi dear, long time no post :))

I’ve started my classes and am about to have holidays again. Lebaran holiday! So, I only have classes for approximately 2 weeks and then I will be thrown back to my home then cursed by hell houseworks. (Believe me!)

Dear, since August 13^th, 2011 I spent my night sleeping either in the living room’s couch or in an unemployed boarding house room. Yes, dear. My pinky bedroom is occupied by my sick aunt. My aunt from Jakarta, she’s my mom’s eldest sister. Sick? Yeah. She is suffering from diabetes and a big scar in her left foot makes her foot to be ‘rotten’ (how do I call it?), and it is always covered with bandages.

Dear, my aunt was hospitalized even since months ago and it takes a big amount of money, and she – who is no longer working because of her sickness – can’t deal with the hospital bills. So that my parents and my aunt who is my mom’s youngest sister have to pay her hospital bills. I don’t know the exact amount, but for sure it must be millions. So, from now on, I have to stop dreaming about having my lunch in the newly-opened McD’s branch. I have to be stingy to myself. Ergh! Well, my parents decided to take care of my aunt in my house since we have a bedroom located next to a bathroom – which is MY bedroom. ARGH! I am expelled from my most private zone! It’s kinda hard for me to access my belongings very often since my aunt mostly sleeps and she is easily wakened up.

Please, dear, everyone who reads this post, please pray for my aunt, hope that she will get better soon, so that she can be active again in her daily activities back in Jakarta….and, emmm, of course.. I wanna have my bedroom back. (ERGH!!)

Please Lord, give my parents a whole lot of your rizkis and blessing, regarding their sacrifice on taking care of my aunt.

(hey, this is Ramadhan. The best time for prayers to be granted)

Argh! Talking about being expelled from my room makes me wanna get mad, while this is ramadhan…

Ok, now is 08:00 am and one of my lecturer asked me to go to her office to take some documents in her locker. Yeah, dear! I’m the captain of CCU class! *tap dancing* Why do I always appointed as the captain of the class if the lecturer is that-very-woman?

Yeah, gotta go to lecturer’s office after this…

Hmpft, I hate having off-hours between each subject. Today I have a class on the 1^st and 2^nd period, then another class on 9^th and 10^th period. Huahahahahahahaaaa. What the hell am I going to do on the 3^rd up to 8^th period? I don’t wanna go home! I hate being at home and being cursed by hell houseworks. Everytime I enter my house, I always breath on an atmosphere of hatred and the air seems to be black. What the hell! That’s why, spending my time in my campus is kinda enjoyment for me, to meet my crazy friends, drowning myself in Wi-Fi zone, and having a class with interesting lecturers like…. Pak Arif Subiyanto :))

Ahahai, please, if I can redesign the faculty’s schedule, I don’t wanna have a day off… but for sure I will be the public enemy and will be boycotted. They will raise their MIDDLE fingers upon my face, for sure, heheh

I hate spending my time at home!

Oh yeah, I just received my THR and will dedicate that money to buy…. TEXT BOOKS. Taking 11 subjects this semester requires more books to buy, ain’t it?

Hmm, seems that I have to forget my plan to buy underscarves, socks, or a bagful of Cilok SMA 8. (Lord, there are many cilok sellers, but why do SMA 8’s cilok and Cilok setan are the most-wanted ones?)

ergh, no no no, this is ramadhan, stop talking about foods, OK?

CILOOOOOOOOOOOKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!