09th of April 2022
I started my day by missing the sahur's alarm. Actually, I woke up already at 04.00 in the morning. I noticed that it started to rain heavily outside the house. I looked at my phone to know the time was and I decided to fall asleep back. Next thing I know, my mom called me at 04:45 am. For sure, I really cannot remember me turning off the alarm. Seriously. I ate such a simple dish. Egg fried because the other dishes are prawn and unknown vegetables. Even the fried chicken that my dad cooked last night also I choose not to eat. I fall back to sleep again after performing my Subuh prayer. At 9 o'clock, I get ready to go to the lab. Yes, it has been such a long time I have not entered the lab during the weekend. It is just me and the other girl right now, but soon the other guy will join us.
There is a bunch of Instagram posts talking about the fish in the sea. They said that, "There is a lot of fish in the sea. But this particular clownfish, is mine. So, take your hand off him". Or something like that, maybe. I guess, I want to take part in that trend too. There are a lot of creatures in the sea. Not only fish. There is a crab, prawn, seahorse, jellyfish, even squid. I don't now. I just named all the characters in Spongebob Squarepant's series. And this, ladies, this is my particular puffer fish. My puffy fish. You all should lay off your hands on him. Because he is absolutely dangerous. The only one that can handle him is me, the Japanese girl that expert in removing the poisonous part of the fish. He might me poor in swimming or in real life, maybe socializing. But little did you know, he got the delicacy meat that you all cannot afford it. In other words, it is meant especially for people or things that are attractive or graceful. A rare and expensive item that is considered highly desirable, sophisticated or peculiarly distinctive, for me. It took me almost ten years to get it. So, no one should take it from me. No one can touch it for another ten years, or even forever.
You texted me this morning. And I'm too sleepy to reply it back. And now, I'm at the lab and still not replying your texts. I guess, I'm mad at you. You left me too early yesterday. But then, I read the yesterday's post. About how we just stayed up late just to have a little conversation between us. And then I know. I should not expect every day will be the same for us. I should know that sometimes, you have your own commitment too. I should know it better. I should not be mad over you for not having time for me. Not when I'm the one saying that I should not be your priority. I should hold onto my words. I'm sorry, this childish time of mine really troubling you, right? That is why you said that I'm being too sensitive. I'm sorry, it will happen again. And I'm sorry for that. I guess, that is how I love you.