The end is a new beginning

Life is good, yet it tears me apart at the same time. I've got a result that sucks and this is only the second semester, it made me wonder wheter it will keep falling in the following semester, which is very likely to happen. Maybe I didn't work hard enough. Or maybe, just maybe, some lecturers of mine just prefer the fairer sex and I end up getting a B or something worse. Well, I guess that this is life and I'll just have to move on with it.

Aside from academic, everything is still fine in Kor SUKSIS. However, the orders given were oftenly messed up and I am not sure of who should I be listening to. I am going to be an intermediate soon and hopefully it would be a fine year with great juniors joining us.

When it comes to personal life, it is always complicated.

Bye bye to the second semester and welcome to the third semester. Life's just getting tougher and tougher. :-D

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