lately i have been busying my self with debate practice. i enjoy this moment. and the important things is i love my new activity! the coach, the  debate partner they are so lovely and crazy ass! they share about everything. i learnt so much from debate.

debate, as i catch about the point that how to make people believe about what we said whether it's true or not. to act and pretending that we are in the right side, how to break the mental of our opposite team and make people feel so ashamed. okay to be honest i'm one of person who has a confident crisis. maybe when you see me first you will see that i'm a shy or maybe sweet person hehe. but i actually not. haha. even gue duduk selalu ngangkang. but how they know whether i'm a woman or not if i'm not ngangkang hahahahhahahah. okay. as u saw me day by day you absolutely won't think that i'm sweet and shy anymore. you see me as the person which is have a big confident, but in fact i have a big problem, i'm full with a doubt type of person. and thats causing i seldom not to finished my stuffs because i feel so afraid of making a movement, i'm afraid of take a risk. i was absence on debate 3 days, as long as i absence i always thinking about the positive and negative side that i will get or will not get if i still join this debate team. 

my friend was gave me advices thru chat, he told me i can do it, and i to be honest i don't know i can or can not do this thing, but at least i will try and fight with it. i will change the old me. 

thanks to all my friends who always support, esp. my lovely debaters friends. i love you. i lick you. i kiss you!

love.

february's story

okay, there we go. wanna hear my story? i bet you want. i’m sorry first, because my story will be not as surprising like its sounds hehe. actually i just dont need to be typing this story over again, i mean you know, just read my old post and you will know what i mean. hehe. suck ey?

his birthday was in 21th february. and thank god im in holiday. but actually i shall back to my university for some stuffs, but i dont care. 

u must be wondering what the hell i will do with him if im here? the answer is. nothing. but i do respect him, you know i feel happy and much better when im at least in the same city with him, yea i didnt met him, and wasnt planned to be but ti be honest there was a lil in my head that suggest me to meet him, but finally we were not met each other at all. 

i decided to bought him a cheese cake, a strawberry cheese cake, hope you like it ya. and i gave it to his friend, i dont have no bravery at all to meet him, you know, i will crying hard or maybe i’ll die haha no. 

and his friend named avin just bbm me send his photo with that cake, i was like flyin like a g6 lol no i was like im so happy. and i dont know whether he will throw up to the trash bin or eat that with all his heart or eat and he felt like, “its just a cake, nothing special” i dont care. I DO NOT CARE.

he is not changed, except the way he dress and his body, he’s montok. haha btw thats not the point.