why am i not excited to come home?

I'm coming home.

I should be happy and jumping with joy rite now, but i've barely even finished packing yet. As if i don't want to prepare coming home.

I'm just so drained, all the life force in me evaporated since new years. I'm burnt.

I hope meeting my family can put back some life in me again.

I'm expecting some projects during my holiday, all the work i have to prepare.

• The ISS drama.
• Maybe i'm gonna learn how to use the sewing machine - i'm planning on improving my skills on manipulating a boring old t-shirt.
• I'm planning on exercising a lot, to increase my metabolism, so at least i can feel my heart beating.
• I'm planning on getting a new haircut, and having a day at the spa for some good ol' pampering.
• I'm planning on meeting some friends who i love and miss, but not badly enuf to go to the airport rite now, just so i can be a few inches closer to home.

I'm planning on healing.

I dunno what i have to heal, but there must be something wrong with me.

Huff, i'm just so mellow.

So see ya guys, i'm not sure if i can log on much in jakarta, but i'll try.

I wish edward cullen appeared in front of my eyes, then maybe i can get a little excited - or too excited - about life again.

Wish me a safe flight!

I'm having dinner in Jakarta tonight.



ciao