Lacks of everything makes you a weakling.

Yet.. another story to be told. It has been 4 weeks that she was away from home. Nothing significant really happened during that 4 weeks of studying. Studying.. perhaps she should realized it by now that her purpose to be sent away from her comfort zone until today is to study.

However.. from the look of it. She is not really doing her duty. She was off guard for quite a long time and probably too unaware of her situation. Slacking around with something she shouldn't. Wandering around with someone she shouldn't. Well, they are her friends as to why. They are not the reason she is that carefree. She is lack of awareness.

Classes has been hard lately that she found herself in between flu and cough. The weather is not helping in either way. Low antibody also might be the cause of her bad condition in health but being sick is not that bad at all if you see it positively. Being sick is a way of you get rid of small sins. Literally means that she mush has committed sins that she is unaware of. She is clueless even with a slightest hint.

Now, she got herself tangled in the thought of her internship.

" Where should i go? I don't want to be far from home. Money is all i've been thinking of.. being away from home wouldn't be a matter to me since i've been living far away from home. "

She sighed. Her friend, Bella has been a great help for her. Most of companies she have decided to go to was practically Bella's recommendation. Eventhough she asked her brother-in-law with a place nearby her sister's house to go to. However, she thought that it would be the best if she just apply at the same company as Bella.

" I don't like to rely on others but i'm just a weakling, am i? "

She couldn't help herself being helpless yet she couldn't do anything to help herself being helpless. She hates it. She hates being so helpless and rely on others, being a burden to someone she doesn't want to burden.

Her sigh became a habit when it comes to helpless situation like that. On the second thought, she has always been a burden to everyone she loves. How she hates herself for that.

" I shouldn't be the only one who is receiving. " She thought.

Nevertheless, she has that deep determine and hope that one day, people around her who has helped her through her days of difficulties, she will pay them with great prizes. Even if it means that she has to suffer a bit but it is okay, as long as her suffer were for the people who worth suffer for.

Perhaps one day.

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The parting.

The place was flooded with people. Some are just accompanying the others and some are handling their business, selling beverages, foods and things in order to earn money. She looked around the place but there is no way she could pass through the busy road or she may ended up being flat meat.

" What are you waiting for? The bus will be here any minute. You can use the 'jejantas'. Don't waste any time, go now. I'll catch up later. " Her father said as he made his way to the front seat, ready to shove the car away from the road side so that he could park it to a safer place.

She knew exactly that she had to but she doesn't want to. " But it's dark there. Can't we just crossed the street. I think we can.. " She reasoned.

" Are you going to wait until the stairs turn brighter? You will not going to make it and the road won't clear in time either. Just use the jejantas. " Her father replied and left her with her mother.

It is 'okay' if she is just carrying the backpack.  But, she has three bags with her and the bags are not as light as feather and she has to climb those stair with her three bags. That was way than not okay. However, it was not a big deal either since she still has her mother to help her luggage. A big and heavy luggage.

The moment she reached the other side of the road, she quickly get to the counter and asked for the bus number. The ticket was written with '2699'. A frown formed on her forehead as she stared at the number, silently memorized the in her head.

They waited for about 15 minutes before she noticed a bus with the familiar number. " That is the bus? " Her father asked as he gestured his hands towards the bus 50 metres ahead.

" Is the plate number is 2699? " She asked in assurance.

" Yes, that's your bus. Get your things. "

Then, she quickly grabbed her bags and move forward. Glancing on her back once in a while, making sure that her parents followed her suit. Her heart starts racing. It happens almost every time she had to leave her parents, her home, her comfort zone and everything for her university life. She sighed silently when she arrived beside the bus. Once her two other bags were safely placed under the compartment, she turned to reach the front door but turned back almost immediately remembering she hasn't bid her goodbyes to her parents yet. Her heart cringed in the inside. This is it. This is the time she will be parted with her parents, families and beloved one. However, she collected all her courages and braves as she broke her hug from her mother.

" I will go now, mom. " She said, almost cracked her voice and smiled forcely.

Her mother nodded with a smile naturally plagued on her calm face. She jogged a little to the bus door and took out her ticket. She felt as if people stared on her as she walked towards her seat. It was a single seat which was a relief because she had an unforgettable experience with double seat and her partner was male. As soon as she plumped on her seat, her eyes began searching for her parents again. They were still standing there, waiting for the bus to make a leave. Until then, they will be there waiting. Her heart felt a tug in the inside.

How much they care for her? How can she ever repay that care as much as they did to her?

No matter how, she promised that one day, even if its not today, but one day she will repay that and to never regret for not giving the best she could when she had the chance.

The door made a close and the bus moved forward leaving the pavement to an empty space. She waved to her parents for the last time with her very pure smile before they slowly out of her eyes reached. She smiled.

The end.

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Keep calm everyone. It's exam season.

Hey, there. Long time no see.

This is really a very short entry. Okay. Here's the deal.

Since tomorrow is my big day and also my first paper for examination in this semester, so i would like to remind myself to

" Keep calm and do your best, SunL! " 

I always have this feeling of insecure that i might spoil my chance so i keep feeling nervous as well. I hope that this semester i won't fail any subject which kinda hard to believe but still, i will let Allah do the rest as long as i've given enough efforts. Okay, enough said. Bye for now.

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Lazy is just a feeling. Get rid of it and you'll be fine.

Assalamualaikum.

Dear, readers.

I am here to confess to you that i'm the laziest human being ever existed in this world. People say Koala is the laziest creature because it sleeps up to 22 hours a day. Which means, it's only 2 hours that it uses to eat, burp, poop and see what had happened to the world before it sleeps again for the rest 22 hours.

But that is about a Koala. This is about me. People had yet says anything about me because i'm not that Lego land girlfriend to be instigate. So, i will tell you about myself. 

Generally, i don't spend much time on my sleep because i mostly sleep up to 8 or 12 hours would be the longest and that is only if i have a great dream on that day. So it's not about me getting to much sleep is the prove. It's about the laziness to move a lot. Not that i move really slow like a sloth or something but it's just that i don't feel like moving (or i'm just faking it). It's just that i feel irritated by the thought of having my leg to stand up straight and being farther apart from the ground. Lying is the best though.

I just feel like spending my time touches and made physical contact with this beloved squared-screen, filled with everything about me and every single person around me and when it gets connected with Mr. Internet, this little miss Dell got excited and will forget about everything on anything that gives her headache and even worst, pain.

I sometimes rather stays hungry than feeding myself just because i'm lazy to eat. I guess that also proves why i'm being THIS skinny. 

I guess that pretty explained why i'm being the laziest human being ever.

Yes? What?

That is not enough to prove me being the laziest?

Okay, okay.. sigh.

What else to prove? Ahh.. I don't have any idea.

Nah.. forget it. I just stick with my opinion. 

I AM LAZY. FULLSTOP!

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Dream the weirdest dream and see who's winning.

" Please, listen to me and tell me that it's just a dream. "

Dream.

It could be anything. Sometimes, i had a thought in my mind that i want to have the power to read people minds. Even though it is impossible to have such power, not in this real life. I can have that power in my dream though. Now THAT is a dream. 

Dreams in my understanding brought a mean of a goal, an ambition or something or someone you want to be when you grow up. It is a normal thing to do when you are a little kid, young and innocent, to have a dream and make it work one day when you get old.

But i'm not going to talk about that kind of dream. I was wondering a lot as to why do i have to think so hard about a dream. A dream that is just a play in our sleep. A play that has several of people we might and might not know in real life. It's complicated and i could say that i am thinking about that particular dream right now. 

And it's bothering me so much. 

To tell you the truth, most of my dreams took place in this very place. A place where i was born, grown up and had the most incredible memories in my life. Since the place was left abandoned, it is rebuilding into a new building. In literally means, the place is my old house and was demolished to be rebuilt into a new building. I have never visit the place ever since. That is the place most of dreams happen. Why? I just want to know why there out of many places i have gone to?

Why? 

Is it because i still cannot let go of that place or something i left there that want me back?

Or maybe the place has too many wonderful memories without me realizing it?

Or maybe it is just coincidence? 

Or i am just making a scene? Ceh!

There must be an explanation. But whyyyyyy?! Sigh. It got me frustrated to think it this way sometimes. I told a friend about this and he said that i think too much and i should just let it go and live the real life i am living in right now. Okay, he makes sense, i admit. But what about my curiosity over a dream that has been bothering me all these times? I should let it go too? It might has a sign in it. A sign that should be used in present time so that i can make things better than it is. What to do?

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