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I know I've told people about this zillion times and I'm sorry for being such a grumpy bastard kid, but yeah, the first half of TPB had been a rough time to get through to. Things get better tho; I finally passed that never-ending 2.4 km run test, my scores are getting better, almost all tasks are done (except TA, tanda tangan, essay ganffest), and life is less-shitty-er than before. So I could feel the super heavy giant rock that I'm weighing is finally getting lighter, even tho kabar nilai kimia + uas ttki belom jelas. Storm will passed, rite?

I just figured that the "blessing in disguise" shit is surprisingly true. You may hear this as a surprise and I haven't figured what it is yet, but, there's a slight moment of clarity each time I see you. It's weirder and it's getting more awkward the more I think about it, and now that I write about it, it's getting really really awkward hahaha. I still -surprisingly- see it as a blast, tho :p
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