Well it's (Gloomy) Sunday and I have started my preparatory course. Well you have the usual bloody boring ice breaking games and the usual quiet people *cough* and the occasional funny people and that one gorgeous person. Yes.

And a little bit of switcharoo here and there so next week I'll be in a different group. I will die if there is nobody as funny as Rusydi.

Ohhh yes, I don't feel like talking the rest of the day because the moment i open my mouth or type something my brain has yet to process, I piss someone off. Bloody hell,I must be a world class hijab bitch. Ha ha ha  I think I'm so witty and funny blah blah shiT. wow thanks to my great inability to think before speaking and then accidentally offending someone, I am definitely not going to have a n y friends by the time school starts. Really.

And seriously, I don't get my mundane feelings and constant anxiety these days. I always thought that I will be somebody who is not gonna care about what ANYBODY thinks. After all, the world continues to spin whether people hate me or not. But yeah you know what, apparently I do care after all. Shit, even the little things get to me.

 I'm not supposed to care.