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Hi. Sorry for my (again!) late post. I just finished my final exams and I got my report card this morning, so you know, I was really busy with studying stuffs and blah blah blah. But well, let's get started on our new topic.


You see, I've read one of my friend's blog, and it was........... AWESOME. No, really. I almost never compliment a blog because I've seen a lot of blogs which aren't so original. You know, like they copied and pasted an article and posted it on their blogs. But this one, is different.


So... Her blog is particularly about her and her ex, how she still can't move on even after a long time, how those tears keep coming out of her eyes, and how she misses that guy so damn much. Sounds boring, eh? I know. But believe me, her story is NOT just another teen love story.


Maybe because she describes every pain so deeply that we can also feel her pain, or maybe her pain is actually that bad. But, I believe, when someone writes something that can make you feel what they feel, then one is a true writer. That I found on my friend's blog. Every word she writes makes me wanna cry, too. Maybe it's just a ridiculous heart-breaking, caused by a not-so-cute guy, basically not something to cried over, but she made it seems so desperately sad AND serious at the same time. If it wasn't about her, I could have laughed and probably called her an attention seeker. But I can't. Yeah, I guess she's really good at writing. She's got talent. I know it. I'm pretty sure that if she made a novel, she'd be so damn popular.


Anyway... After I read my friend's blog, I'm kinda wondering. What if actually everyone's problem is a serious thing? I mean, look at the fourth paragraph of this article. I could just laugh at her because I'd thought that her problem is just a cheesy, little one. But it isn't to her, right? And what if when we say "Get over it, it's not a big deal," it's actually a big deal and even we can't get over it? What if the size of a problem depends on how strength the person is? If that's so, yes, I do feel guilty and... selfish.


Look at me. All this time, all I care about is me and how big my problems are. I keep crying (ha ha ha like I can cry) at the same thing and declaring that my problems are like the biggest ones. How stupid is that sound? I'm not saying that my problems are no problem, because I wouldn't cry if they weren't, but they're indeed not the biggest nor the hardest. They're hard as heck, but I'm not the only one who needs to face them. There are seven billion people on Earth, and, compared to them, I'm just a single piece that anyone wouldn't give a f*** about (sorry).


I need to stop being so selfish and complain about every s*** (SORRY, I couldn't help it) I'm going through. I need to be like a..... boy, who doesn't really complain about everything and act like there's nothing wrong.




K, bye for now. xx