10.8.10

Pressure.

10 pm here. Guess what, I should’ve been sleeping actually. I’ve just got an admirable package of bad fever, and homesick, yeah, as always. I’ve been so busy with the whole activities, and I still have a trouble with the adaptation. Good friends are everywhere, best friends are so uneasy to be found. Or is this the time? To be so individualist and be more introvert? I’m not that type, oh well, I need a ‘click’, and I miss mine. This is not what I used to be, getting knocked down so easily.

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