Long day..
Everyone left the school with question mark. Maybe everyone start to reconsider where is their position if there's ever a social-ranking status. From another perspective, there is. Richest in the world, most popular in the world, most beautiful, most talented ... too much competition has no one, no where. Annually, there's one new geek to replace the ol' folk, so who exactly is the One? Good Samaritans, like Big Ivan, my lecturer (Small Ivan is my new tutee) is probably a passionate fashionista who is pumping DREAMS,AMBITIONS,ASPIRATIONS in us. He and his old wise words, speaking from a barely 26 years old. I guessed he sense that the spark in us went off. Hurhur.
Well, his kind words went into my brain, of course. Hope it will remain there. Yea, competitive world for only surviving talents, I'll make it through. I really don't wish to compromise my life with something I'm less willing to deal with. Uhm....
The almost-bald-stylist-lecturer drove my friend to grave. She packed her bags and stomped out of the class and MIA for hours before replying our calls. Everything's cool now, just got a little entangled with hell, hell and HELL. BOO Nafa!
KAYAKING TOMORROW, G o o d F r i d a y :D

Long day..
Everyone left the school with question mark. Maybe everyone start to reconsider where is their position if there's ever a social-ranking status. From another perspective, there is. Richest in the world, most popular in the world, most beautiful, most talented ... too much competition has no one, no where. Annually, there's one new geek to replace the ol' folk, so who exactly is the One? Good Samaritans, like Big Ivan, my lecturer (Small Ivan is my new tutee) is probably a passionate fashionista who is pumping DREAMS,AMBITIONS,ASPIRATIONS in us. He and his old wise words, speaking from a barely 26 years old. I guessed he sense that the spark in us went off. Hurhur.
Well, his kind words went into my brain, of course. Hope it will remain there. Yea, competitive world for only surviving talents, I'll make it through. I really don't wish to compromise my life with something I'm less willing to deal with. Uhm....
The almost-bald-stylist-lecturer drove my friend to grave. She packed her bags and stomped out of the class and MIA for hours before replying our calls. Everything's cool now, just got a little entangled with hell, hell and HELL. BOO Nafa!
KAYAKING TOMORROW, G o o d F r i d a y :D