holiday is aaaalways short

Holiday is always short.
I enjoyed this Saturday just about 6 hours before maghrib. Ask why? Last night I couldn’t sleep early, as usual. My sister also awoke; she used to sleep late when the next day’s work day off. I went to bed at 12am and woke up this morning at 11am sharp (is it really ‘morning’?), hahahaha. So I had had slept for almost 11 hours. I beat the time it takes to trip to Jogja from Jakarta by sleeping. Wew.

I thought it was still morning when I first open my eyes; I didn’t realize my wall clock pointing numbers that formed a 30-degree angle, 11 and 12.
“Wow, is it really 11? So that’s why I feel no sleepy anymore this morning (IS IT REALLY ‘MORNING’ GUYS?), . . . .”

Jadi begitulah hari ini gue mulai dengan prestasi gemilang yang unexcpected itu. Kakak gue juga heran, ko bisa-bisanya sepules itu lebai banget gitu yaaaaa. Ah yasu. I did my routine rituals morning, then; bangun tidur ku terus mandi, tidak lupa menggosok gigi, habis mandi ku minum susu, habis itu ku tidur lagi. (ngelawak lho ini ngelawak ketawa dongg yaampun, HAHAHAHAHA ngga lucu ah).

Jam 12 selesai ritual dan gue pun bersiap online. Ayooo kita kerjain om google dan 4shared sama donlotan kita HWHWHWHWHWHWHW. Baru mulai nyalain si kimi, eh kakak gue uda minjem aja mau make :( huuu she bothered me so much ah, belom juga dipake, uda mau gentian aje. Akhirnya ngga jadi online, trus mainan Zuma aja yang uda lumutan ngga pernah dimainin.

i want this! i want this! i want this! now!

So so so, I didn’t have my lunch, instead, I continued reading Pramoedya’s book; Panggil Aku Kartini Saja. It’s about the other side of Kartini’s life and thought, lots about unexposed Java feodals and West imperialism that time. I’m really into the words Pramoedya use to describe every Kartini’s saying and thought and her feeling, however, sometimes I don’t get some words in it because some parts are using old Indonesian idioms.

Hmm... 1 jam.. 2 jam.. 3 jam.. gue ngga sadarkan diri dan tergeletak di sofa; ketiduran. Paling susah deh nahan mata melek kalo kepala nyender di bantal. Dan untungnya gue ngga menambah waktu tidur gue jadi 12 jam penuh cause 10 minutes later my parents came home and I was awaken by their car's alarms. My mom and father seemed exhausted. I boiled a half jar of water and treated them 2 cups of coffee. I'm sure they're tired due to 4-day national work meeting. But they still had a chat with us, talking about those tiring days.

You see? I didn’t get out of my house even to the garage. Betapa cintanya gue sama rumah gue bahkan ngga sanggup ninggalin dia sendirian tanpa kehadiran gue di dalamnya (apa pula ini). Sebenernya bosen juga gitu kenapa ngga pergi aja ke mana kek yaa. Yah, apadaya itu jarang terjadi.

Hmm.. I’m checking online manga, anyway. Persona 4 is no longer updated since the last time I read it on April, approximately. Bah, ngga azek ah. Roi suggested me to play the game to follow the story, but come on, I don’t play games. Nanti gue terlalu jago main games jadi ngalahin gamers lainnya HAHAHAHA lucu sekali.

Mungkin gue harus belajar untuk bermain juga kali ya. Siapa tau gue punya bakat terpendam.
Nah, daripada posting ini berlanjut makin ngga jelas, it’s better to close this meeting tonight. I don’t wanna wake up at noon, again. That’s not good for your health you know, and your own credibility (what is this girl trying to say about?).

Bye.