Most of the time I knew myself very well, I know how to react if this is a situation or I know what to say in front of a certain person. But sometimes I have this strange feeling that I know nothing about myself, that I started and ended the day as a “day” it’s just like I sleep and woke up and forgot the dreams I’ve just have. It’s a strange feeling that a month goes by and yet I can’t remember what happen during those days.
It’s not a sickness, I’m still young to have a dementia….
I am a person who have a great passion in learning. I believe that you can learn something in every minute of your life. When you wake up in the morning and find out that it’s still very dark (conclusion: sun is not yet up at 4:00 am), find out you have a bad breath when you smell something bad after you yawn (you should brush your teeth before you sleep), burning a slice of bread with cheese after putting it in microwave oven 
for 2 minutes(better by 30 seconds I guess ^_^), make it sure that you ready your toothbrush when you push your toothpaste tub or it will pour in the sink ^_^. Watch a morning news while ironing clothes (but make it sure that you are alert or you will burned your clothes). And other simple things that sometimes we disregard but still we learn something on it. I am also a person that believes that doing the same mistakes again means stupidity. We should learn something in everything we do.
But there are days that I disregard learning, and there the stranger inside me emerge. I’m sinking in a great depression. Wishing that I’ll die like I will not wake up for the next day… maybe you find these things stupid, and maybe you’re right. But a perosn without passion is already a dead person… and whenever my passion for learning is gone I feel like a dead person. It took me a lot of self motivation to pick up all the broken pieces of myself until I’m one person again, the one I knew since birth….
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