翠西の心理笔记

This blog is like me being stupid, as hating English this much I have no idea of what the point is that I had this blog.

So I have being reading Freud and taking a course that really talks about it in a way that I appreciated. And for the first time that this professor who teaches this course read and commented about my response paper in class today.

...about a made-up friend and his mother (or maybe I just took Mr. W's situation into extreme).

Teeth aches...the smart one. XD

Hope no one would feel disturbed by this blog. If this bothers you, sorry and wish you will have fun somewhere else. Here is just for throwing the ball and please ignore the weird and false grammar I might be using.

Can't help feeling worried, but always forgive myself and bear the endless, stupid, sad, lonely, and struggling college life.

Maybe I need to fight, at least for the one inside who can't help but longing for the possiblility of gaining at least a little bit more happiness.

I just want to believe I am not all alone.