Stressed

Life can be so stressful at some time. When stress comes slamming and banging (Mr. Stress, why don't u just knock, eih~) on our busy door, we start to panic, perplexed, and our happy hormones start to flow unevenly. We start to shriek in silent disguise, seeking for some type of virtual aspirin that would make the stress-syndrome go...go...go... Agh, I want mine to go! Take a vacation to some remote island! Ih... I have to skip class, due to some 'poorly-disorganized' matter that force me to go back and forth from Dewan Kuliah to my dorm. Here I am, stuck inside my room with my silly bloggie named Black Cat.

(AFTER A BRIEF SILENT~)

I'm wondering, why on earth did I wrote my feelings here??!! Guess this is my aspirin, *sort of~ It cools down the uprising temperature and dwindles the stress hormone. And I never know that by typing and posting my lame and despicable complaints here would be so...um...what ah, so refreshing~ *Refreshing???? Hahahha, gilaks. No lah, just that I have no one to stab with a blunt knife and I don't have a fluffy punching bag to aim my kicks and boxes... So seriously YES, complaining and whining here 'refreshes' my conscience and help me to DOUBLE CHECK my problem and situation. After reading this, I'm nowhere near to being angry, annoyed or stressed. And that is GOOD kan, my madness is gone; and pouted lips turned into a quarter smile, kekeke...

"We are often troubled, but not crushed; sometimes in doubt, but never in despair; there are many enemies, but we are never without a friend; and though badly hurt at times, we are not destroyed..."
2 Corinthians 4:8-9

God is good, all the time.