Ganbatte

Today is the 1st morning of the new semester. People said that beginning determines 30% of success.

I woke up too early this morning, realized that my class might start at 12 o'clock. but I need to fix some things with the school counselor.

I never been this light before, I mean I almost have nothing to be proud of. My good marks was gone, my boyfriend decided to leave me with his hearty bird, my plan messed up, my mother did not trust me, the projections of tomorrow freakin' me crazy.

But the good side is: I pray. I prayed on time this morning, something needed big efforts in past. I have more time to think, and figure out how the things should be.

So, I just need to "stick with success" if I want to achieve it. I mean, my mother can't stand failure. And I was dictated that life is for the success. She could understand error, but she never it was the right thing to hold to long.

And I always coming up with this believe. She always right.

So, here I am. Confining myself inside blanket, seeing the light shook my window, feeling this breeze, wishing some miracle happen, and pray for some good things for life.

I know I may be a sentimental person, but I never intend to be fake for anyone. I believe good things will happen, only if I believe it :)

So, wish me tons of luck for this semester! Ganbatte :D
Nadia Aulia