self-centered and obnoxious me.

Yes. Feeling mortified #halahgasegitunyajugakali after reading my last journal entry. (it's a secret ;)) 

It’s like I’m so selfish and self-centered. I mean, so many people in this world are more miserable than me. I just listened to an audio. It’s from a girl who lost her dad on 9/11. At the moment, and five years later, and five years later. It’s so sad. I’m still lucky to have my whole family alive. And I just had my 13th birthday on 6th September. Ok I know this is such a cliche phrase while Ravenclaw is the quirk’s house ... ok I’ll stop but yeah time flies.

I may don’t have a boyfriend, some people don’t even had a dad.

My cellphone is an ancient artifact, but some people can’t even get meals 3 times a day.

I maybe have some fake friends and an unhappy life, but at least I have one. At least I have things that could distract me from them, like Twitter or Pottermore. At least I’m still alive.

 From some different point of views, I have a perfect life.

-click here for the audio mentioned above :) 

-sorry for the messy English HAHA practice makes perfect X)