my first class, first glance, first impression.
To be truth I'll never be a person with a high sense of putting up numbers for personality on somebody's head. actually I never understand what it is meant for having a kind friend or a false one (or should I say the real intention of a person), the real me might take everything granted from everyone and put aside those who didn't while the perfectionist me may have the urge of thinking that every kindness is pure and innocent.
(How a first impression affect a person's life, from the picture above, if somebody like that (up) went to your house to get to know you, what do society think, what do you think? what do I think 'nothing')
what I faced today is not the day that I'll face like usual, I have high hopes that I might understand people more, I understand why a person act, how to feel, how to trust, how
