The weather is ever the best, but my mood is ever the worst. Two friends said the same thing to me: I am a summer-born and now is the farthest time from my birthday and so I feel so harsh to get through it.
All things mess up.
School stuff. I have already tried my best. It is definitely an irritating work (though I told the professor it is worthywhile, what a liar). Nonetheless, I still find it interesting, if I were doing it with my dear college buddies. Shame to be called an MBA. Well, Dr. Watson never knew what's in Holmes' mind. I don't mind nobody understands as it is not what people can learn over one night. But to learn, you gain; to neglect, you will never get the clue.
Work stuff. Don't ever want to think about it, too complicated to process. How to get it over if I keep on being an innocent auditor? A desperate auditor.Why things can't be a little simplier?
Come on, take it easy and don't be demanding. But come on! If I don't take things serious, what is the meaning of my life. A waste of time.
After all, winter goes and spring comes. Time always pass too fast without notice.
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