Being thankful, a certainty, and my plans.

"Why do we never know what we've got till it's gone, How could I carry on, the day you went away?" (M2M: The day you went away)

Yes, I admit it.

What M2M said was right. I never realize how worthwhile they were, until I lose them :( Dear, may I once again post about my disappointment about my bedroom? yes, this problem is really dominating this semester. It started on August 14th when Auntie W occupied my bedroom and took over my privacy. Dear, during I own that bedroom, I used to leave it in a mess. My books are spread everywhere in the floor along with my praying dress. but, no matter how messy it is, this is my private territory where I love to do anything I can't do under other people's watching. I love to write about my secrets in my bed, staring on his photo for so long, making lypsinc video, scrapbooking.... all done in my bedroom. I used to neglect the tidiness, the most important thing is I am having fun on my bedroom, I don't care whether it is messy or not. But now, it's all gone. Now my bedroom is not different with a hospital room. Auntie W laid on my bed, hissing hurtfully due to her left foot which is 'rotten' (how do I call it?) by her Diabetes. Medicines, ointments, sanitary gloves, alcohol bottles, bandage rolls, are all around the corner. Everytime I enter that room, I always feel that my room is now farther than its owner. It seems to keep a distance and doesn't want to be involved with me again :( Dear bedroom, I'm still your owner. My Aunt does a coup d'etat. and it is almost 2 months. You can imagine, you can feel, how depressed I am! dear bedroom, now I realized how worthwhile you are, because you are my one and only palace to do my things and you are my most essential privacy ever. I admit that I was wrong on underestimating you. now I have to take nap on the sofa, and sleep with my mom - well, since I was very young I've liked to sleep alone. It causes me to wake up in the morning with a depressed feeling, and it has happened for almost 2 months. Oh my God --" I have bought some gift papers to be used as a decoration, and now I'm planning to buy a rotating night lamp and a plastic pink curtain. It shows my enthusiasm on waiting that very beautiful day. Yesterday I listened to my mom talking with her sister in pasuruan, about this sick Auntie W. she said that Auntie W plans to fly back to Jakarta on December.


DECEMBER?



IS IT ALREADY A CERTAINTY?





CRAP.



I have been becoming a victim of Auntie W's coup d'etat since this 5th semester hasn't started yet and it will be ended on my final week. So, let's call this 5th semester as a whole semester without sleeping in my bedroom at all. how crap it is, huh? and it will be remembered for my whole life. So that, from now on, I learned a thing. No matter how messy my bedroom is, I have to be thankful for owning a bedroom. Now I know how it feels for not having a bedroom at all. Even I put my books on the living room table, I always study for my courses there, and have no privacy to write about secret things or any stuffs about 'him'. Everything I can do is only praying for my aunt. again. praying. that's all. And keep on being patient on facing my aunt's behavior. Dear bedroom, I love you anyway. Sorry to post about you again, but this problem is dominating me.


BTW, I am having a hectic week. Bunch of assignments in a row. Research Methods in Linguistics, Cross-Cultural Understanding, Drama I, DISCOurse analysis, journalism, sociolinguistics, and studying for statiSH*T!!! ahahaaii.