I'm Lost

I'm Lost

     Hello bloggers. Its been along time I'm not posting. yeah you know I'm at the 3rd semester of college right now and so fu**ing busy. What? Am I just cursing like a sh*t? oh come on. When I start to cursing so much. Damn.

     By the way, today I just wanna tell a fu**ing bored story. Oh come on swiss you never curse before. And yeah I'm so lost right now. I feel so empty. I can't think clearly. I dunno whats the matter, but one thing for sure I just not in a mood to do the a things.
After this 3rd semester I've been thought that what am I doing here? of course I'm here for study. But my heart just didn't wanna except it. It feels like I'm here not for study but for something else but I don't know what. What do you think? Am I crazy? For God sake I just confuse what am I doing right now. Like an ocean that walk with a flow.

     Recently, I live in a dorm. It's a dorm for colleges from Kepulauan Riau. Kepri was were I'm from. Most of Kepri people was malay. But actually I'm not a malay. My mom was from West Sumatra and my dad was from Yogyakarta, I'm born at Batam Kepualau Riau and now I'm here at Surabaya doing stuff. There's a dorm for Kepulauan Riau people that goes to colleges at Surabaya. It's name KPMKR that means Kerukunan Pelajar dan Mahasiswa Kepulauan Riau. There were the boys and girls dorm separated by just 3 main road. And now I'm in the girls dorm of KPMKR. Here I met a new friends and there's my elementary friend. My elementary friend name is Annisa Aisyah Nurliana and I call her Ais. There's another friends. These 2 people was the friend of my friend at Vocational High School. Their name are Rani Pratiwi and Dian Kartika. For just a few months they have to live in the same room cause of some reason and Ais is my roommate from 1st semester. Somehow we just being best friend. LOL.

     At a time like this I chat with them till morning. They are so helping even though they just hearing my story and didn't help anything. For some reason these kind of friendship was needed to motivate you to study, and sharing about things.
But even though they was there when I was telling a story, it feels so empty. There's just a spot that they can't be there and that spot still empty until now. I just don't know what kind of spot was that.
For no reason, sometimes I just cry like an idiot and for some reason I laughing like a crazy person. I don't know what am I doing. Seriously oh gosh.

     It was a boring story isn't it? okay forget it. Don't even read it just ignore it. Oh you've read it? Thank you than.
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I'm so boring. Okay thank you for reading my boring blog. See you next post.