Wednesday, December 2, 2009
chatted with Marcia minutes ago via fb.
she asked "kok jarang update blog?"
and here i am, updating it.
what's going on with my life?
Nothing much.
just exams, school, awful home.
I'm having my end of semester exam now.
it's been okay, but I'm scared for biology, theology, and civic.
it's weird how I not worry about physics :P
home is awful these days after sis went to oz.
It's not bcs there's no one to talk to, it's bcs grandma is driving me crazier and crazier every single minute of my life.
sometimes I feel guilty for yelling, not answering, and being rude.
but all of that guilt went away when she's giving me this tone.
this superbly annoying, impatient tone.
gah.
smtms I wish that I'm at melb with my sis.
enjoying my college life.
and I meet new friends.
meet a boy, maybe :P
and just live a happy life there.
but every other time, leaving surabaya seems...
you know, heart breaking.
I have to leave this city, where I live for this 17 years of my life.
I have to say goodbyes.
Long goodbyes.
I-will-never-see-you-in-2-years-or-more-unless-you-visit-me goodbyes.
I will miss my dogs, and will always wishes that they would still be alive when I'll back, and still remember me.
And I have to be apart with mum and dad, is the ultimate heart breaker.
*sigh*
she asked "kok jarang update blog?"
and here i am, updating it.
what's going on with my life?
Nothing much.
just exams, school, awful home.
I'm having my end of semester exam now.
it's been okay, but I'm scared for biology, theology, and civic.
it's weird how I not worry about physics :P
home is awful these days after sis went to oz.
It's not bcs there's no one to talk to, it's bcs grandma is driving me crazier and crazier every single minute of my life.
sometimes I feel guilty for yelling, not answering, and being rude.
but all of that guilt went away when she's giving me this tone.
this superbly annoying, impatient tone.
gah.
smtms I wish that I'm at melb with my sis.
enjoying my college life.
and I meet new friends.
meet a boy, maybe :P
and just live a happy life there.
but every other time, leaving surabaya seems...
you know, heart breaking.
I have to leave this city, where I live for this 17 years of my life.
I have to say goodbyes.
Long goodbyes.
I-will-never-see-you-in-2-years-or-more-unless-you-visit-me goodbyes.
I will miss my dogs, and will always wishes that they would still be alive when I'll back, and still remember me.
And I have to be apart with mum and dad, is the ultimate heart breaker.
*sigh*
what we could have been, 10:30 PM.
