Our life are made by rules. Hate em, but I too make some rules. How can we run away from “rule”?
It’s been a long time since last policy by the netsys(UNITAR network system). 3 document of policy for lab/workstation user. I dont know how this thing even occur at the first time. Vandalism? Bengang? Tensen? Asshole?
I lost my way, since i have no ’static’ place to lepak. like a musafir, merempat finding ’somewhere I might belong’ to.
As time passes by, realizing i have nothing to be proud of that I have done. Just terrorizing and hurting myself. I lost my dad 10 years ago, am I gonna lost something again???