I’m
going out of my comfort zone and all those fears, I think.
I’m
going to speak up, be honest about my feeling. I’m won’t keep it to considered
people, I choose to let it out to cinsidered me. I’m going to be 22 soon, and I’m
still as pathetic as I can remember. Poor me...
Not long
enough from now I’ll go to see the real world. Meet people, fight, get under
pressure of the world. And if I keep going around like what I did several days
ago, I’m probably ended up nowhere. I
know it’s hard to start it now, but late is better than never, right?
I’m
living in my world which is full of dreams, but If I choose to stay those
dreams are just a dream. I want so damn hard to make it real, so I have to be a
little bit annoying to myself. It won’t be easy, but even I never feel life is
easier before.
Sometimes
I thought, why I should met a jerk like him or her? Why I’m here? But thanks
for those jerks out there, I’m becoming stronger because them.
I can’t
control my own mood recently. I’m happy so I jump to the 7th sky, then going
mad and sad so I’m feeling dumb. My hypothesis is I’m bored, I need to go home
and meet my old life. Get secured behind my mom and dad. Yes, that sound terribly
right. But if I let my ego win, my beloved ‘laporan magang’ won’t be done, so
does my thesis.
Day by
day I’m feeling I get mature but also
weak.. I don’t know.
Sitting alone here right now, at the place where I never be here before, I think... Can
I finish it right at the time? What if I’m late? What if I’m failed?
I
wish I could take a peak to the future.. or maybe not.
Don’t
wish me luck, I’m done with those crazy luck things. Just wish me strong enough
to handle it...
