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this is one of those days...

where everything just makes you upset and doesn't go like it usually does..

Depok, 10 March 2016

It's been 2 weeks since the water here at my almost-5-years-rent-room goes bad. By bad, I mean somehow the dishwater from the sink infiltrates the water storage. The water coming out from the faucet is smelly, dirty, and absolutely not good for your skin. It ruins my meals plan (which I prepare by myself, because I can't wash the vegetables with that water), my Sunday market day (yes, of course. Can't buy anything if I can't even make the food), my hair, and my skin (itchy as hell). I didn't even wash this morning and only brush my teeth and wash my face in the workplace. HOW FANTASTIC!

Not to mention that there was a disruption with commuter line, so the train ended the journey at Manggarai Station. To go to Sudirman Station, we, the passengers, had to take the feeder train. And it took a very long time until it arrived. What was happening, you say? Well apparently there was a train heading to Solo plummeted between Karet Station and Tanah Abang Station. So the usual train that I take everyday to Duri can't make it through.

Inhale, byotch.. Inhale and exhale........

I really want to move out from this house. I've done my research, too. But looks like the price in Jakarta for a month rent room could cover about 3 months in this room. I'm not rich yet, babe. To think that I have to pay that much money so I can totally ignore another living expenses is sooo unplanned of me. I'm saving, for my trip abroad. Even though I don't like it, I'd like to try those bucket lists that most people read online. You know, that things to do before you die, places to visit before you die, things to do in your 20s, yadda yadda yadda...

If I were living in a rural area, I can save for my dream trip.
But honey I'm living in the capital. Unless I'm working for a big corporate bank, or a private consultant, I can't do whatever I want with those evil paper. And here I am, don't earn that much, but I've exchanged my social life, my weekend, and my relationships with people. Wunderbar!

Oh, how are things going in 2019, future me?

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