i've just started campus life as other teenagers around my age. register with my dad. force to go through orientation week which i hate a lot!! and yet i made it. i got myself some friends. and stay with them through out the first semester. coz i thought that they are my friends. the one that i can rely on. that i can share my stuff with.. but as time flies, i got to learn that my besties are not who they say they are. for all of this time they have been faking everything and betraying me behind my back. and it kills me slowly but then. the one who seems to be the enemy are the real friends anyway.. the one that stick with me through everything. willingly listen to my problems and stories without any hesitation.. and because of them, i survived it. i manage to live till today at least. i'm kind off grateful that this thing actually happened as i got to know who's my real friends and who's been faking it through the semester. thanks to them i'm way so happier than i'm used to be before.. lighter and brighter. full of new uncovered things and that i'm used too in a different point of view.
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