sick

So....I was sick. Well, some people may say that I am still sick.

I remember how there was a time when I was awaken and I heard everyone saying things twice. Which is grumpy-maker, because..."okay, people, I understand it. You don't have to say every word twice"

Then I said "please, don't say everything twice, I understand it, okay?"

And my brother said, "Sis, we all actually say things once. It's your sickness that made you hearing things differently."

Hahaha.

I rarely cry in front of my family....simply because I want to look strong. And at that time, I tried not to cry. (Psssst, I succeed!)

Days after that, I could hear things normally again (yay!) ---just to make sure that you know that I hear things normally ;)

P.S. And, really, I'm so glad to know that I have the sweetest people on earth as mine.

ji iu

Here's to the deadline(s) we're facing.

We can make it!!

P.S. Looking forward to play. :)

Fishy

After a while, I decided to write here again.

A lot happened. And just like some other posts, this one is for you, fishy. Maybe the last one?

This is a resume of what happened: I'm glad. I'm glad that it's you, instead of anybody else (because, really, I don't think anybody else would compromise what I had done)



P.S. This post has been on the draft folder for a while now. And I think, what the hell?

Mom?

The worst kind of pain is the one that makes you feel needed to be hold by your mom.

And I'm not even a mommy's girl.

What They Talk When They Talk About LDR

Do you know how people say that LDR sucks?

Well, they're right. At least, most of the time.

Like when you miss this specific other and you can't do anything about it.

Like when you're furious at this specific other, and you can't yell right in front of his/her face.

(Seriously, "yelling" through texts/phone is just a terrible thing)

I guess I've something similar before, well doesn't matter. Just to make a point of what I said earlier.

Annoyed?

Hello again, platform.

My brother once accidentally opened this blog and said that I'm being too melancholy on this platform.

Oh well, what can I say. I am one hopeless romantic soul. My close friend even admitted it.



And to finally write again here is........fun. I have always loved to write, always been. (Let's just don't question my decision to pick architecture as my major, shall we?)

People say: LDR sucks. Well, it's not for me. Not anymore, at least. It used to be the worst thing in the world, in my world. Let's just say that for now, it sucks less than it was. Maybe I get used to it? Yes, I still get that cringy feeling sometimes, but...I know that I gotta face it anyway. Because....no matter how annoying he is (I tell you, he's that annoying, it's not even overrated), I still rather be annoyed by him.




phew. I knew it would be relieving.