So grateful to finally be able writing
this not-so-good post without having to worry about exam, tasks, and anything
else. At least, for a moment, i can enjoying my time by letting out these
pathetic words that couldn’t be resist any longer. Oh, how i miss blogging so
much.
Being a shopomore in college was just..
hectic. I mean, being a shopomore in my college was just hectic. Class, tasks,
papers, presentation, projects, exams. All repeat everyday. Not to mention
organizations duty that I have to deal with. And the fact that I have to live
on my own, far away from home (ofc i’m a colleger) just made it a little bit
harder. Waking up by the sound of alarm, eating breakfast at 1 pm, washing the
dishes, cleaning the room, buying the gallon, cooking the rice, doing the
paperwork, studying till late night, and sleep at 2 am. I am so independent in
so many levels.
Okay. Sorry for that lamentation. I don’t
want to complain anything about life, just wanted you to know about my daily
story.
By the way, how’s your 2018?
Well, I can say life is so amazing. And
I do enjoy my bunch of activities a lot. I mean, I could not be tough-20-years-old-girl
forever. Order statistics, hypotesis testing, sampling method, system national
account, r studio application, these all are what keeps me alive to this day. But
one day, i’ll have my limit and turn to dust. So, of course, I’m not gonna
waste this gold chance the universe gave me. I’ll push myself to work harder so
the outcome will be better. And I’m doing this for me. For the sake of my
family and for the sake of my future.
Not for the sake of a boy I have a
crush on :)
Speaking about boys.. there was this
guy in my college. Lets say we were
friends, we were not dating, but he chatted me everyday since orientation, we
went to movies twice, or maybe thrice, we talked about cinderella at midnight,
and talked nonsense everyday, he bought me yupi and for God’s sake that’s my
favorite I couldn’t resist, he went to somewhere and gave me a t-shirt as a
souvenir, he listened to my meaningless story and replied to my crazy jokes. and
last holiday we went out of town together. He told me he liked me, several times,
but never in serious way. God, he messed me up so much I can’t even handle
myself. But have you heard about the latest news? He’s busy preparing for the
final exam so that he didn’t chat me anymore, but then, when the exam’s done, I
found out that that’s not the reason. And the real real real reason of why he
didn’t chat me anymore is because he gets comfortable with another girl who is
prettier, smarter, and curvier than me. I mean, what’s the love sticker is all
about? Did I just a transit for him? Did I just a temporary stop that will help
him to get into his final destination? Where did all the sweet, loving, and
caring lines go? Does this one-and-half-year of midnight conversation and
laughing till cry means nothing for him? Was it legal for him to make me cry in
the day where i should be happy because the exam is over and i’ll be home soon?
Was it that easy for him to let me go?
Whoa. Sorry for bragging too much, but
he hurt me and I need to let it out.
Well, I think that’s enough, people. A little
bit highlight of my 2018 have been written beautifully with little tense on the
last part. Nothing to complain tho. I’m so blessed living this life and have no
right to regret anything even just once.
Ps: Curvier is not a word, and the bad
grammar still on the progress.
Pss: Fuck off, boy. You lost the moon
while chasing a star.
