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Start mypost today with this kinda silly guy cam-whored picture.
But I like this picture. =)
While searching for a suitable picture to be uploaded to today's post,I cried.
Not because I am going to leave INTI for 2 months.
Not because I can't study for 2 months.
Not because I have to work with daddy for 2 months.
Not because of the boredom in the 2 FUCK months.
For the all, the only one reason is
ICAN'TEVENMEETHIM for that 2 months.
We can't laugh together.
we can't go Roswell at the middle of night.
We can't watch PPS together.
We can't do lotsa things....together.
I hate this kinda "offer" to students.
It's sucked when you miss someone you love and you can't even meet him.
God. 60++ days.
Would they just pass in a short moment?
For this 2 months holiday. I have grumbled for this freaking much.
Think about the days I left in INTI, I think I gonna commit suicide.
Muahahaha.
Tell you guys, 2 or 3 more semester I left.
And most probably
I can't directly continue with Degree in INTI.
Haix.
Okay.
I am not going to continue to think about that kinda sad case.
I am not going to let it to ruin my very last moment with him today.
THEVERYLASTMOMENT.
With you.
I will try my best to endure the sadness and my tears.
Tonigh or tomorrow morning.
=(