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Okay, this article serves as some kind of an editorial–my own comments and take towards a specific topic. The first article I officially consider as such. While I don't have an academic skills to prove this, I have my own reasons, and promise to be as objective as I can. To make it more credible, I'll also try to include some supporting data. A brief history of cell phone prices throughout the decade taken from  timetoast.com Too small? Click the image above to zoom in. Anyway, the year is now 2016. Cell phones are no longer expensive. Cell phones are no longer for the rich and for show off. Well, at least most of them aren't now. Additionally, cell phones are no longer a tertiary necessity. Cell phones are now primary necessity and now I dare you to comment if you're not using a cell phone. On second thought, don't. You're going to spam my mailbox if you do so. Just consider yourself a very capable survivalist, for not having even a single cell phone. ...

Okay, as promised, here's my story which serves as a background why I returned to Blogger. As I told you earlier in  this  story, I've just recently migrated my blog from Blogger to Wordpress. Simple to say, I want more content, more flexibility, and more features. That's why I opted to get my own hosting account instead of registering a wordpress.com account. I chose a hosting based on my own country thinking that it would be faster. It's cheap, yes, and I get unlimited storage and bandwidth for less. Besides, I had 50% discount for my first year, so I thought, "What can I lose?" Setting up WordPress on the hosting account was painless. You just need to click here and there, type a few things about your site, and it's all good. Setting up themes and appearance? Well, not so easy. Setting the theme was easy, but customizing it wasn't. Honestly, I'm not a design-oriented person, so I tend to get confused so easily and not patient enough to care...

Okay, referring to my previous decision here to move to a “better place” aka self-hosted WordPress site, I have come across a problem of having difficulties to set things up. I’m going to write about it later. However for now, I would like to announce to resurrect this old blog (though I never said I would kill this blog… Thank God for that.)

Yeah, I know that I've gone often to rarely in updating my own blog. I've got lots of events, assignments, and projects in my campus that need my attention. Not only that, there's also this competition in English writing that I've just finished a few days ago. Though one was down, another ten still remain. In addition to that, I've also been hammered with what I call "The toughest test in my life".  May I remind you that this post is all going to be me whining about my life, telling you my experience. Some of you that don't stand a man being melancholic should stay away from this post. For those who don't, some of you might think that I'm stupid, and there's an easy solution out of this. But in my mind, there isn't. This is the story of a clash between my heart and my logic. If you want to know more, you're welcome to get past the break. If you don't, then I can understand why you leave.

How an ideal university life should be... (credited to topshelfmag.net) Well, it's been a long time since I last checked on my blog -- Oh wait, I've checked on it a few days ago; change that to: It's been a long time since I last updated my blog.  Now, that's better. Usually, I would find some stuffs or guides to write on or to share, but these few months, I've been so literally busy that I almost have no time to check my blog, let alone update it... Thanks to the life of being a university student--Informatics Engineering (something like Computer Science) major, to be precise. Don't get me wrong... I like being an Informer (a nickname for Computer Science students in my university); I like coding, I like learning how computer works, and thinking the flow of how a software works logically. What I don't like is actually the deadlines... And you know that university life is way different to high school life. While the teachers in high schools are constan...