The Imagination.

I lived in my own imagination. Adapt myself here, is just so hard for me to do it but, I have to. No more no-I-can't-do-it, no more Oh-God-I-want-to-be-home, no more homesick, no more everything. The thing that I should do now, is focusing on my studies, and spending a good time with Mr. I. Because I know, if holidays are coming, I'll be missing Mr. I too.

But how? It's like I lived in my own world, I'm happy outside but inside of me, only God knows how I feel right now. I am so lost. LOST. Like, my spirit has gone. No more confident in me. I'm facing the world without soul. I lost my appetite, I lost my happiness.

Thanks for Mr. I for trying to cheer me up here. I know that you know, dear. That even though I'm smiling and laughing here beside you, but I know you can see the sadness inside of me. I'm sorry, dear. I can't help it. I'm so not me right now. Pray for me, dear. Hope that I can be myself back soon. Ah!