I stumble out of my room at 7 in the morning, groggy and yawning. My ibu gestures to the bathroom, “Mandi, Ariella!” I nod hastily and grab my shampoo and sarong. In the bathroom, the floor and walls are tile, slanted so the water drains in the corner. I stare down at the bucket of ice cold water. I swear this never gets easier. I grab the small scoop, kinda like a plastic saucepan, and dip it into the freezing water. One, two…. I try to brace myself, to no avail. PAH!!! I dump the cold water over my head, rattling my body to its core. I exhale and shake my head, the cold water dripping down me. Forget coffee, I am AWAKE!