So there I was, sitting in front of a body-sized mirror, waiting for my hairdresser to come. I took off my glasses, then I looked at the mirror. Maybe it's just me, but I didn't realise that I have this dark shadow under my eyes. I don't know how long I had that, but maybe it's because of the lighting.. creating such a strong contrast in my facial appearances that I'm starting to see how much I needed to sleep.

I'm going to have a hard time adjusting when I go stay at my parent's place in Jakarta. I don't see how they can live with their only child staying up until 6 in the morning every night, and only getting 3 hours of sleep every day.

I'll think of something..

And I'm starting to think that this is going to be a shitty summer. I wonder if it's too late for me to change my plane ticket booking. I got a feeling that all of this, is a bad idea. Just one.. huge mistake. Note to self: When buying a plane ticket home, make sure to have a good reason to go home.

I could've gotten a summer job; a real vacation work. Now all I've got is a shitty room that's too clean for me, a neighborhood where I can't even breathe, parents that wouldn't compromise, a city that's slowly tearing itself apart and this sudden urge to stab myself in the eye for all the fuck-ups that I did. I've never fucked up so many times before; I've never taken so many wrong turns before.. it's silly.

Oh well, off with the drama. 2 more assignments and I can finally study for my exams. I've had enough of this bullshit. I just want to finish my exam and wait for December to pass. I just want to get this shitty year over with.

And my paranoia.. did I ever tell you about my paranoia? My..par..

Maybe I should get some sleep.

Somehow.. 3 hours a night doesn't seem right.