Sometimes, people wanna say about themselves, by singing a song, by screaming around, sketching something, or maybe crying behind their smile...

Well, no doubt. Sometimes I do the same...

Let's talk about this week...

Monday : I think that it was a very busy and boring day, because I have math for 3 hours in the morning, then other subject after Math, is not better than Math... ==" As bore as Math, then I feel a little bit happy, because we can go home earlier...

Tuesday : This is really hell!! No doubt, Math and Sociology in the last minute.. My God, who is the hell are making schedule always like this, the worse in the last...

Wednesday : Pretty good that, we have not bad subject, quite interesting, preparing for tomorrow journey to GKY Mangga Besar, for celebrating IPEKA Easter... From IICS, Puri, Tomang, Pluit and Sunter, we'll gather together, I hope I can meet my friends from other location...Then he say a little good bye for me... even I am not sure about the meaning behind.

Thursday : here is the day, there are so many people are not coming especially in my class. And it was very crowded there, so I can't find my friends from other location because our seat has been signed by our own location, separated in thousands people...In the afternoon, I continue with practicing role play for practical test. I hope, Friday will come...I should find some steps for my aerobic test.

Friday : I feel so happy, really, this is the last day. Even looks like on panic, but not at all... really... =) it turns into a disaster after in the net cafe, tha game can't be started because there's sudden maintenance there.. ==' owh really, now I just can get the absence .... with the 30 minutes left, before I go home and enjoy my bed...

Actually, I prefer to forget about it, but I don't know why, it was hard to do than to say...

For sure, right now... Between this panic, between my worry, there's something that I hide mostly... yes, it's about family. I know that family was really essential, for others too not just me. But why, in the time I should depend on it, I just can't depend on them. People that should cover me a lot, are the one who drop me down in this point. I never imagine, and there's no one will want to imagine, how angel became evil...

yeah evil in our own home....

I realize there's no time for regret, there's no time for cry, and there's no time to say anything about this, abot that, and other again... There's many chance to try I would miss... Even I can't lie myself, that I can hide this, that I can't be like this everyday, I can't hide this til I die...I can't hide anything longer more...

Sometimes, I really miss again, something or somebody .... just like my diary, just hear about my story, I don;t need any advice anymore. Passing the days was really a pain for me... Home isn't comfort enough anymore to stay... I just go there for sleep, eat, then gone again... Just like a hotel outside right? There's warmness that has lost, there many things disappeared by the time... but, I can't lie... I still miss that.