It takes a totally new meaning on me now that I’m on my third day of quarantine. I realized that there is a price to pay if we want freedom. This is a time which comes to test if we’re ready to pay that price.
Also, it hits me that social responsibility of individuals differs so much. So where do we draw the line? Organizing FTB forces me to think like an adult and make decisions concerning lives. For once in my university years, I have to deal with life’s shit. (It’s not school shit -like you cant ace a subject, it’s not friend’s shit -like you are falling out with another person, it’s not a personal shit -like you’re having bad mood swings).
Last but not least, I am thankful for what I have. <3
I have friends who will stay online to accompany me. (you know who you are la! I dun have to say names *grins*) Yesterday when I was damn moody and angsty about being locked up in my room, mich was pacifying me all the way and talking cock with kevin really helps me to destress while I observed the exchange of bitch emails.
& today was a changed mentality and cheng wee just brightened up my entire day with monkey emoticons. THE FULL SET! *skips around happily*
