I’m on a week festive break now for the Eid celebration. I’m back in my hometown. You know those fuckers stole my lamps on the gate pillars? I have no ideas what else they could steal now. It’s depressing going home to see an old, empty, abandoned-like house… with stuff that has been stolen. My neighborhood scares me now. I keep thinking someone would break in at night while I sleep and kill me. I rather go to St. Barts villa rentals. They have pools I can dip in… not that I know how to swim. I swear when I start working, I’d have one luxurious vacation before my brain snaps from stress. Not that I’d be enjoying this holiday anyways, I have to clean my place and prepare it for Eid PLUS the overloaded work and assignments and stuff to study that I have to do :(

One more month. I can handle it.