Lost my phone.

Lost my iPhone 6s while riding motorcycle, yes, dropped it unknowingly.

Life has not been good since the day it happened. It feels like a part of myself is lost and will probably never be back. This is probably how breaking up with someone feels like?? lol.

Anyways, life in UTAR is so far ok. Got to know some friends, and also some sohai assignment teammates (fuck) People are correct, studying in UTAR is stressed out as fuck, and the stresses started since week6. Fuck it.

In these few months time, many happened, but one of the most important thing is that i passed my motor test HUHU FINALLY A P LISCENCE AFTER A YEAR OF BEING ILLEGAL.

I try so hard to move on and be happy after i lost my phone, i still am trying tho. One of my blogpost which i blogged about my working experience during raya break at Skechers is also gone along with my phone. I dont feel like typing it again anymore. sigh

But good thing I met someone familiar today at the bus stop. Remember when i blogged about the Korean guy that understood chinese? I am pretty sure i saw him today, but i didnt recognize him straight away, and i saw him went up the LNH bus. After that, my brain kept on rewinding because he was rEALLLLYYYY familiar, especially his braces lol. BOOM. HOLY MOLY. HE. IS. THE. KOREANGUYWHOUNDERSTOODCHINESE.
I RMB THE LAST TIME WHEN I FRIST MET HIM IT WAS ALSO TUESDAY LUL.

Heck, i forgot about him completely, but why does he appear in my life again? does that mean we're meant to MEET AGAIN AND AGAIN OHH SHIT~
he looks like the playboy type of guy. while i, am a sweet girl with zero love experience(wtf cece) he obviously flirts alot and has gf ady!! fine

will look for eye candies in UTAR, annyeong.