Parents ARE the best!

Fellow readers,

How long have I been silent? For months (approx. one and a half months) I have been heart-broken. Ha ha. FYI, I was in a relationship with a classmate for 5 months. Late April, he asked for a break up, so we broke up. Well, It was my fault to feel so deeply in love ( I feel so lame), that when that happened, I was like thrown from the seventh floor of the sky. I could not study properly, doing so bad in organisations- loss of responsibilities, I felt my life was falling apart. Fighting so hard within myself, I try to be professional. That means poker face. Yeah, acting all sturdy and strong, making fun of all my sorrow in front of the ones I trust (that literally means everyone around me), telling everybody I'm falling apart.. so they'd take it lightly, and think that I was okay. Tears were like.. lame. Then I called my Dad via Messenger, I was about to ask him if he let me to go to something like a training camp. After asking how was I doing, he talked about how I do in academics. I told him everybody was having a decline in the academic reports rate, but I felt like he knew what was happening to me. He told me to stay strong: all the tricks. Ha ha. It was an awkward thing to talk about. It was the first time I told my parents about who I liked and all that lovey-dovey stuff of a child. I had always thought they'd see me like it was a silly thing, but hey, they DO understand me the best. The best answer was that from my parents. I have asked all the girls I knew, even my best boy friend (that is a boy whom is my best friend) about how to ignore this thing, but then I found the magical answer from my very own parents.

Thank you Mom, Dad. I love you.
(okay, this is starting to feel so lame, oh, I'm such a drama queen).