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Hmmmm...

I have essay due in 2 days and here I am writing an entry. I don't even know what to write, I just spill out every words that's in my head.

Just watched BuzzFeed videos and re-watched all #AshDrew videos. OMG, I just realize how cute they are, haha.. You know what happened after I watched the video? I feel......... A little bit lonely, I don't know why. I know I can chat with anybody or ring someone. But no, I don't want to do that. I enjoy myself alone, but on the other side I feel lonely. Hmm, what's happened with this mixed feeling? Do I write this blog because I don't know who do I want to talk with? Well people said extrovert people problem are having too many friends and at the end they don't know who are their friends. But no, I know who should I call. Hmm, maybe it's like The Sims game. Now, my social meter is low and I need to talk with someone. But hey, writing this increase my social meter somehow.

I'm not thinking and just everything. I'm too lazy to write something in order now. Unfortunately I have to think hard because I have to organize my essay. I write thousand words but not in a good order. I have to read tons of articles to fill my essay, but where is my spirit? It's gone somewhere. I have to find it because this essay due in 2 days. Remember neurotic me, 2 days. Well I'm sure it will finish at least tomorrow or tonight if I don't sleep. I'm just confused. I just mumble jumble every words in my head to a blog. Suddenly I think, back home people understand how weird I am so everytime I did something strange they will understand and thinks "well it's Billy". Here? I think people know how weird am I, but I can't go knock on someone's door and suddenly saying "Hi I just want to talk for a while.". Isn't it weird? Or it isn't? I don't know, I'm just struggling with my own mind.

Essay Bil, read Bil. You know it's only draft, but take it serious. Organize yourself to do whatever you need to do. I miss my friends. I want to study.

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