it has already been in the later spring and summer gonna coming very soon. the hot of those days jumped into summer already, I started wearing short T-shirts very earlier, which stuck me in getting severe cold. I hate taking medicines, so I let it be. until one day, mom couldn't bear my coughing all the time, she took me to see a doctor. from that day I started taking medicine, all my days were of drowsiness only. my brain seems stoped working and I only focused on one simple idea that is I wanna sleep.
and now, I am sitting in a corner of a little coffee bar, meaning to start writing the paper. but it seems I have no clue or ideas of how to write properly at all. in this little bar, there are a group of people playing the popular Werewolf killing passionately, devotedly and of course super noisy. while, I siting here, quietly, with blue music, thinking about how to write the paper, how to search the evidence, it gonna drives me crazy out. I keep scratching my head, my hair stood up. because the medicine I've taken, I felt very drowsy, unable to focus on thinking.
a long hot spring day
looking back to the very first step, I started to write paper. at that time, I was quiet confident and I believed in myself with no doubt. I clearly remembered that day when I saw the requirements, I started to feel I wanna vomit. I have tried may new things, something familiar or unfamiliar, my first reaction could be the feeling of vomiting, then the emerging of quitting. but luckily, as I am the one who get used to confronting my weakness. so I consulted the one who may help me, after continuous writing and revising, of course, summarizing, I am still facing a lot of problems, but once I have made the promise, no matter how hard it could be, I will try to live up to it.
I couldn't recall what is the reason I started to write paper, out of money, out of curiosity or of spare time. but the things I have done already help me know that I can, and most importantly, I need to start, once start, then Neve stop.
all above is the nonsense whisper to myself, I hope from the day on, I will carry to the end. The thins I longed for and dreamed to, will arrive after my tremendous keeping on.
spring or summer, they will come and go, but I believe, the meaning of coming is of something, that something may help me better and better psychologically or physically. with hope to see, with confidence to wait, sooner or later, you will be there.
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