i dont want to go back.

Seriously.

Although I was born there. (urm, I am partially sure about that)o

I dont want to go back there. Where everyday my emotion is being torn, I rarely feel even a tiny of happiness.

I can barely count, how many days out of 20 years, I do feel happy and find my serenity there.


I think I have found another place for me to stay.

maybe here is my plan:


6 March 2013: go back to the hell, morning until night
7 March 2013: sleep sleep sleep
8 March 2013: sleep sleep ( i need to remind that bitch about jet lag)
9 March 2013: morning, heading to new college, evening, rest and explore the place
10 March 2013: get ready with school, books, arranging stuff
11 March 2013: start school.


and say bye bye to the worst hell ever!