There is always a tiny sound in my brain, whispering just give up cause I can not suffer the torments. There is always some wonders whether I disappear or hidden something just because I curl up alone home. There is always some friend consoling me for my missing cell phone but I am not sorrowing about that. There is always an unavailable book which is said to be the essence for passing the exam of entering postgraduate school. There is always some accursed man inviting me for an unaccessible dating who he just knows from few talks. There is always several periods of pause in my studying process which I have accepted gradually yet. There is always some reasons or excuses for me of not going to uni for specific lessons. There is always some stuff to stop me from meeting my possible teacher in the near future. There is always a starving stomach shouting before every exact-time for meal. There is always a thirsty ear for music as I lost the cell and broke the mp3. There is always a tired body desiring for little more sleep every morning home as I can hardly fell asleep at the night. There is a me, named Grace, with so-called bullshit sentiment, besides eating, drinking, sleeping, learning, who wish to possess a full substantial last-two-month.Thus every struggling friend can have a leisure and relaxing holiday. There is always a hope. There is always a advancement for people to achieve. u can I can
If u like, I don't care u consider this blog as bullshit cause there is no mind of mine why I write those down. god bless
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