secret

Some words, I cannot tell others. I'm experiencing this, but strangers treat this only as a story. So I can tell the story here.

I like her. She is common and special. But we are in different countries. Before I left, I thought long distance won't be a problem. She also said that we could contact through many tools. What's the situation now? Just say good night everyday. It means nothing. I think it means only a task for her. She does that for finishing the task, not care me. I call her, text her. Nearly no response. Ask her the reason. I just want to say, don't treat me as an idiot.

If you don't want to continue the relationship with me. Why not just break up with me? You are great and I want to be with you. In this situation, how could I insist? Love is about a couple. Right! Maybe you just treat me as a friend. No! Any friend of mine cares me more than you do.

I won't say goodbye, because I think I love you. Though I think you will say that one day. I want to stop it but don't know how. That's my story without ending...

Nobody to talk

I heard that waiting for the offer was very tough. This time, I taste it.

It has been near the end of February, but I only have a rejection letter. Right, actually I haven't received that. I just got the message from the website. At first, it was hard for me to accept the truth. Since I was 6, I was never rejected by a school. I even got admission without tests. However, the situation has changed. I have to compete with all the applicants in the world. I'm not weak, but not so strong that I could win easily. Maybe I'm not so outstanding in some aspects. The most important thing is I believe in myself.

People around me who applied have got an offer or admission. I know, they doubt about me. I have to stand under the pressure. I have to finish every task perfectly. Paper... Master thesis... Necessary contact... Right, I could and must handle them.

My best friend always asks me why I have to push myself so hard. He thinks that I don't have to do all the staff. I could get my master degree, find a job, find a good girl, begin to have easy but happy life. That's true. But I know it's not what I want. I want my life to be more colorful. I want to travel around the world, meet different people, experience different cultures, most importantly, learn the most advanced technology. I need to have endless fresh ideas. Where do they come from? The world. I cannot just focus on one point.

Yes, this procedure is long and difficult. But it's worth trying. I believe whatever obstacle I meet, I could overcome it. What brings me the feel of success? The answer is breaking stones on my way.

Carry on!