today i woke up pretty late, almost friday prayer time, even skipped suhur and fajr. no wonder why bunda sounds a little cold today, at least i didn’t get scolded because it’s ramadhan. aha. 😏

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one online class for the whole day! now that the class is over, i can finally own my space to just sit and relax. or should i plan another hustle? not sure, nothing comes in mind.

just like the other usual days, i write down some nonsenses to keep myself occupied with the idea of enjoying life slowly. so i never actually run, taking as much time as i think would be sufficient to get things done.

anyways, no bukber in schedule today. i need to pack my things. no, i’m not telling you about what and where so keep wondering. 😏

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today’s styling! 😋 i got skills, you know, i do modeling too. but the earring though, i just tried it. bought it online so i didn’t think it’d come this big.

the lobe piercings? i did it without my parents knowing. yeah, just imagine it yourself how mad they were that time. i need to bear both the itchiness on my left ear and the cold treatment from bunda especially at that time. ayah, hmm… he just brushed it off, he knew i wouldn’t try getting myself a formal job.

all happened and i’m just fine now, never told to be this and that, just stick to the white and avoid the black. those in grey area? subject to discussions. that’s why i’m grateful for bunda and ayah so much.


27/02/2026, 07:30 PM.

written by PUNK for role-playing purpose.