Demonic Angel

Hope. Programming. Sleep Deprived.

First week of University life is already tiring, and challenging. But I have to say it is really exciting for me, being able to program crap and making them do shit. It's cool. Which reminds me why I did this course in the first place, because it really is interesting for me. Despite that, it is really tiring travelling to and from for 5 hours.

Moving out of the house soon, its a weird feeling not being able to be home, its different when you move with your family, as to moving by yourself knowing that this is it, the start of being responsible to survive for yourself. I just can't imagine myself, just yet. It's weird, i just can't explain it. It's fear and excitement put together.

Hope. I found that when I lose hope for someone, I gain hope for myself, sort of like a motivation I use, a juice to make myself stronger. As though I want to prove that I can do it, as though Im so afraid to appear weak that I make myself stronger. Which is good i guess. When the people you thought were going to help you, somehow fail you, but that happens and there's no point in thinking about it and getting even more disappointed.

STOP. You can do this.

posted by aL ♥ @ 4:54 pm