This month I got a whole lot of distractions left and right, up and down, and still is. I started out pretty shaky in my first semester. Biological clock is a mess. Still in the process of how and where to place myself, what should I involve in, what kind of people ought and worth to meet. People gossip, I felt numb really, like my heart suddenly frozen into solid ice. They thought I didn't know, but I live through it since high school. I know myself better than anyone.
Though nothing bad, gossip is not always bad. But it quite controversial to me, of what people say. I know I didn't hurt anyone, and I don't, but my self image has present some kind of stereotypical thoughts.
Yes, I know it's something quite unusual. Very alien stuff.
I learn to live it and turn both ears deaf. Hardly allow it to shake me.
I guess this is how I learn to live. Day by day.
