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Why Can't Summer Has More Games?

I still haven't gone to bazaar Ramadhan until today (at least for this year's Ramadhan). It's not about me not wanting to spend my money, I am just too lazy to go outside. It's like you don't eat the whole day, but you don't intend to fast. Plus, there aren't any foods that I want from bazaar. I am happy with the food that already bought by my mom. Our iftar is just moderate, and I love it. Compared to Ramadhans before this, there were always a lot of unfinished foods. I'm not being picky about what to eat right now. Be thankful that I can still eat, and I don't to cook it myself. Ramadhan is not about the food, right? Hehe.


Yesterday I had a dream about you again. It would be great if I can forget you, but I just can't. With what happening to you right now, I know there is nothing I can do to help with anything. I hope that everything will turn out right, and you shouldn't give up. There might be an opportunity somewhere, you just need to keep searching. I'll be praying for you everyday.


I still don't have a place to live for next semester. A lot of problems happened, and it just a small ones (the most frequent problem is there is this one landlord who is very hard to contact with). I hope I can rent a place before the semester starts.


Right now, I really feel like I am not doing anything. I want to go out more often, but not all my friends are available.



Dreams are nice, especially the dreams about something or someone that makes you happy. But it's sad when you know it is just a dream. It's like life is toying with me, giving me false hope on the thing that I want the most.


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