Bring my dream back, please!

It was so disappointing. Well, I was already told by X that I represent my own faculty in a prestigious competition, Rector Cup. But, that name is not as prestigious as it anymore. It was totally changed into horrible name. Okay, just now I got a chat from X that I could not join with that competition which is MC non-formal. It was such a heartbreaking. You know what? I already prepare everything, costume, text and mental as the most important one. My heart just beat slowly, I totally okay with that however I have gone to a particular place to rent the costume and deal with it. I thanked to Go-Jek who drove me anywhere I want.

The reason was the related UKM kicked my faculty out from the competition. HAHA, pity you my faculty. This happened without any clear reason. I did really okay, but the way they buried my dream was so wrong. I NEED COMFIRMATION! Because it was a terrible issue, is it okay right to know the reason behind it? I NEED TRANSPARANCY. I realize that B** of my faculty is not that good, of course I am not comparing it with other faculties. Obviously, they are totally better, though. You are in the lowest level. B**ch please! You showed me your true colors. It was you, people behind you. THEY ARE TERRIBLE.

Deeply sorry I wrote this. At least I am feeling better now. Don’t worry, this story is true, no hoax at all.

Firstly I was very pleased could be representative in MC non-formal of Rector Cup. So excited. Oh come on, that was what I like. That was what I dreaming of every night.

Deeply sorry to my family that I can’t formulate it true, sorry for the unexpected issues.

Also, to my friends who already support me a lot however I AM NOT AS MY MOUTH TOLD. SORRY L. B** made it.

B**, thanks for burying my dream. Hopefully this is enough, no more drama in you. You know? You should be a place where people under your control are getting an easy road to catch their dreams. You close that road narrowly.

I believe there are a lot of opportunities. Give me some please! I will take. J

My writing is bad, yes, that is the truth. B** is so dreadful, yes, that is the fact! Everyone knows! You ruin a lot of people’s dreams. Note it!

I see B** will plummet dramatically day by day until the day it become dust, blown by the wind. DISSAPEAR, physically and functionally. Bye bye!

If I can tell here, there will be more drama in B**. But, you know lah, it will not enough to be informed in this pages. I know it some, and it was fastidious to gossiping about B** with my friend since there were a lot of minus functions and terrible works.

 This is me with my not fully heart.

Bring my dream back, please!


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