I bet everyone's looking forward to next week.
Sitting in Diah's room, typing on her computer. I can't sleep, I'm too hyper and I don't know what to do. I could always call home, I guess, but then I figured that's probably gonna set my mom off, me still not sleeping when it's almost 2 a.m.
In high school, whenever we were still up at 3 a.m., Kak Ruby used to sing that pukul tiga pagi song. There's a lot of stories behind tiga pagi. That time we were caught having a dorm party and were made running around the school compound and climbing the fence around the tennis court, that happened at a historic 3 a.m.
These two are already "dead" on the bed behind me. What am I going to do?