Life Is a Fight

yesterday, nearing the midnight, suddenly i have some random thoughts *i guess people used to get that to in terms of midnight* when i open my twitter, and a friend of mine is online there so i see his tweets, suddenly i remember about his old jerk behavior.. yeaaa he (claims) that he was a former playboy.. theeen here are my thought about playboy (which i guess, i already had a case with a playboy)..ah, forget my case! let's just discuss it in general level, and i don't wanna discuss it as my case because i don't want people to think that i'm "galau" or insecure caused of playboy..i mean, come oooon... i wasn't even being broken hearted girl because of that kind of jerk..how shameful (then damn, that's i already discuss my own case) oke..move on 

firstly, i will tell you what's the dilemma being in a university that is glued with a mall --" you know, my lovely campus "Universitas Bakrie" is inside or (maybe like) inserted inside of a "Plaza Festival" mall. it is okay if this mall is kinda mall for shopping, then it wouldn't bother any of my activities in campus because it will not attract me to go shopping everyday.. but damn is, this mall is a mall which full with restaurants and eating places.. (and note, many fast foods stores there). and here we go with the one i like the most (lately) D'stupid Baker