Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered

I have lost the motivation to write now that knowing my name is easily google-able and the invasion of personal privacy is just absolute nightmare. Even so, the urge to for these fingers to dance on the keyboard is still strong.

I have not been typing, or even tryping (trying to type) as this semester has been long and dreadfully busy. And I can't bitch as much as I rather keep it to myself and not announce to the world about my never-ending misery about some stuff that was going on and had happened over the period of 5 months. Or at least right after I came back from Obamaland for that 3-weeks sponsored travel for my volunteering activities.

See, I'm not spoilt brat. I'm just gifted for some work I do in life. I still don't understand why on bloody earth would that anonymous spoil my Chat Box over the right side of this page.

I went to the gym yesterday to re-register again. I thought it was a wise decision as I needed the swimming pool there. I need to counter my fear and learn to swim, and no point to drown all over again. Obviously it became a challenge after almost 5-month long of absence and today I am all in pain. I do miss running and running in gym is not the same as running outdoor. I get to watch MTV!

Do note that I'm entertainmently challenged since I possess no television in my hostel room. It was fun. Also I was a bit demotivated to se overly muscular people there but well, I should just ignore those stuff. I'm actually happy resuming my healthy life again and although it can be costly in the future considering the fact my studies will end and I will no longer live under the means of my loan pocket money, I shall probably get a job then to sustain myself in the future.

Gosh, in less than a month I will be an adult. And even before that happen I already have so many obligations in life to fulfill.

Gasp!