3 months of studyin life in uk has finally come to an end. lookin back at the past 3 months, i feel that i neva really enjoyed myself here. i have spent most of my time here doin assignments, presentations, facing huge exam stress, and cryin. i couldnt enjoy myself at all even though i really wanted to do so. this is totally not the memories i expected to bring back before i came. somehow i regretted to be here as well. so many things happened, so many things have changed. now i even feel scared to go back to where i always wanted to be. i wonder if there's still a reason for me to go back now..
once again i have broke my promise. but you neva know how much i wanted to mean what i promised, and what was actually happened that have to break it. because you neva want to know. you neva want to accept any reasons. because you think that there are just all excuses to you. all are lies that just to cover up the broken promises. i can do nothin to stop you to think that way. perhaps i shouldnt have promise anythin to you at all. if only once, just once that you could be in the shoe of mine. i guess what im sayin here are just nonsense to you. because i find my words worth nothin to you at all. how success am i, to have my loved one to tell me that he doesnt want to see me anymore. i deserve all this, huh?