Life Updated

I haven’t been blogging in almost 3 months. And still today, I don’t know what to write. I have lists of topics in my phone’s memo, yet I looked at it, and still don’t know what to write. But I miss writing. I miss painting in words. That’s how I end up writing this blog.

It might be better if I put it as ‘updating life’.

So, currently, everything happened. I started third semester three months ago, which contains of 23 SCU (part of my reasons why I stopped blogging for a while); I had motorbike accident (also part of my lame reason why I stopped blogging); and lastly, I finally decided to have my life accompanied by someone (which is also keeping me occupied these days).

First, I started third semester, and the schedule sucks. I got a whole day at campus, from early morning till late. I got these morning and night classes, and in the middle, I had 5 hours break. I couldn’t go home, so I had my long, long break at campus. It keeps me half alive.

Secondly, for those of you who don’t know yet, because of the traffic I decided to go to campus by motorbike. No, I don’t drive; my dad drives me to campus everyday. Late September, I had a motorbike accident. It wasn’t really ‘accident’. But, well, I fell off the bike.

So here’s the story: I was on my way to campus, when another motorbike drove pass me and snatched my bag. My campus bag. Yes, it was snatched. I put the bag in front of me (in the middle of me and my dad), and it was snatched, just like that. No, I didn’t fall because of that. The snatchers didn’t harm me. But I was so freaked out and I screamed and I told my dad to go after them (it was two of them). My bag had everything precious you could name

them: my phone, my iPod, my wallet (ID card, Student ID, credit card, debit card, EVERYTHING), and a LOT of things. So my dad

and I went after them, and I screamed (yes, I literally screamed). When finally we got near the snatchers, they won’t

stop, they kept going, so my dad drove our motorbike toward them, and bang! Four of us fell. Long story short, I got my bag back, along with the bruises.

This one was right after the accident

This is tonight. Still have some scars, aye? =(

Yet thank God my dad and I are okay, despite of any scars remain.

Anyway, for the last one, I think I better keep it for another post for another time. =p

That’s all for today

Love,

Jill Bobby