english.

my love for english is expanding...day by day....i miss not having a language subject...mainly because i had one last semester...i hated it at first, honestly....not for language barrier reasons or stuff like that...but because i thought my lecturer was sorta freaky...haha...but then, i ended up loving it....and not because i was doing real well in class..although thats what someone thought of the whole thing...i still have my passion for writing...writing sorta gives me everything..its expressive...and i just love impacting people thru the stuff i write...it feels life changing...or well, life- altering...if you can make that tiny difference in someones life just by them reading something you wrote-- doesnt that count for something? anyways, i usually dont like writing when my mind is cluttered...but i guess its better letting go of whatever you're feeling...but honestly...this doesnt even account for quarter im thinking right now...gosh...i miss him...i miss my friends...i miss home...i miss the feeling of being sure...but i guess it comes to the point where you'll always be wondering...in the end, its what you make of it. thats what matters most.