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Today called like a free and happy bird and all I knew I was ranting nonsense.
This is the last Sunday before the Ramadhan and I had 'cucurak' with my departement in my organization after having 1.5 hours on the road suffering from the heat, since my dad only drove me a half way from home.

And also yesterday was really satisfying, mom and me picking up some new frames for decoration and I was hyped up because that means I had to pick some photos up from my dusty folder and print. I just didn't wanna go out of the store, I felt so alive.

So, this is just 6 days before the break and I don't think any of the positive thing or being productive or something. I've been disappointed so many times and lately thinking its frequency was getting high. I'm running out of that friggin holiday spirit, so I just wanna burry myself and die


among the books.
And I don't wanna go to school either.


It's getting darker and darker.
6/14/15