I'm out of the dorm, studying. I thought it was only the people at the dorm who were divas; everyone here in this cafe is talking as if he/she is the only one in the room.

I'm trying to undo knots in my head. Figuring out how to tackle the exam topics for Monday.

I wonder how long I can live like this, spending as much as time as I like either sleeping or immersing myself in reading or studying. I'll have to "grow up" someday, live in the outside world and by other people's time, and that's scares me.