Sunday, September 30, 2012

living here

anyeong....
long time no see...hahahaha
well, everything seemed ok to me but massive things had happened to my life...

first of all, i just knew that i try so hard to make others happy until i forget about myself...=\
i don't know, it just my behavior that i love to help people even if it may make me hurt
i think im just way too nice for some reason, and i should make myself a priority now...
often, i care for others but they just like ignoring me and i finally hurt just because of their respond towards my help that make it seemed they don't appreciate it at all, im tired of that...from now on i'll only help those who want me to help them.....so, i'll feel less hurt and stress

almost forgot, my midsem result just published(is it right to use this?).....and i only get 2.21.....little bit stupid for me, but its ok, at least i done it all by myself....
i'm proud of me......hehehe.....

owh, a special thanks for teacher adam for make me realize the main reason why i feel burden in my head...thank to him, i can finally reduce my inner anger and so on....huhuhu...he's relly good in finding someone's secret....cool....

and oooohhh, im gettin' skinnier, im thinner than ever.....hahahha...but little bit scary as i cannot wear a lot of my jeans because of the size, well im a lot smaller now...everybody tell me that i looked smaller(i'm already small in the past actually)....i lost about 7kg....wow.....scary!!!....

life is totally busy here...i don't really like to be in the college situation, so mush people studying and annoyed me somehow(because i'm not really studying all the time)....and when i'm off college to somewhere, like to SOLS department or just hanging out during the weekend i feel like shouting "FREEDOM!!!" as loud as i can....hehehe....im just wanna to be free...hehehhehe.....well, that's me, busy with lots of things; own loneliness(i wanna a boyfriend), others probs( i'm a good listener), assignments......

LIFE = COLLEGE+ASSIGNMENTS+EAT+SLEEP, LIFE = ME....


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