My Secret Story...

Just an hour ago, something took away my attention or should I say excitement or nervousness from the interview I'll be having on Sunday After waiting for 4 years, something has changed. I don't know what is he thinking now, or I should admit that I could never read his mind, though before this I thought I could, even without interaction in between. Those were just my own guesses and prediction. Without any acknowledgement. It was a long wait. Even though he just made a click, a not-significant click, it just complicates my mind with literally hundred reasons. I took it as a sign. An action that shows those pasts were over. He is no more afraid of me bothering him, perhaps I'm just an acquaintance to him. A person that he knows and knows him, nothing more than just name and simple updates of recent life. I couldn't ask for more, and I wouldn't. Not like last time, with tons of regrets. I rather stay at my current place quietly, knowing that he is all f...

Pretty sure my English is getting suck day by day that my standard 4 kids could speak better than me. I'm out of words that can express myself precisely. So, I got the news that I've been accepted to attend the interview for the government Uni I applied. And the "Good News" is: I got my first choice. Jeng Jeng~ It sounds so lucky that I couldn't believe what I read. Business Administration. My first choice for the course applied. And I got it. It feels so easy to me. Not when I realised my classmates didn't get what they want from the Uni they applied. They applied for Science subjects and for now, I didn't heard any news from them yet. Only me. The only science student that got a business course as her first choice. I even have the feeling that maybe I have chosen the course that not many people is interested to and it's a not so famous course, not like pharmacy, dentistry, actuarial science or accounting that many people are competing for it. Tha...