  ... and here I thought that graduation was the final equinox. it did not. as INTP, I over-thinking stuffs, and even though most assumption and accusation I made were proven accurate, the whole process exhausted me. so here I am, in the middle of two very difficult decisions, in which I should choose one in sacrifice for another. the thing is, I am a dreamer, a thinker slash philosopher (even though I never really studied this subject before), and critics. I bleed for my dream, and that is absolute. should I chase my eternal ambition go for further education, postgraduate degree, and not working (which make me really depends on parents' source of money, and labelled as ungrateful by friends and family) or... give it all up and do what people expect me to do, become the slave of capitalism, doing boring normative work inside the cubicle? and now the other problem. my feelings. a very wrong feeling for somebody I never dare to touch.  Labels: feeling, love, random, rants |
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 Indonesian, 22, Hesti , Student, University of Indonesia, Criminology, Transnational Crime, Struggling this hellhole for reasons unidentified. General: super sensitive, over emotional, clumsy, careless, procrastinator, fragile, over excited. fashion lover and swag the way she likes. conspiracy, religion and gadget maniac. already survived merciless university drama. calendar
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