Some of my friends tend to write in English in their blogs, so as to say something deep in their hearts. I guess so, because I think some feelings can be better expressed in English than in Chinese in their language. We are youngsters, most of us do not want to be in the mainstream, and maybe this kind of act is in vogue. You can let others know you are such a unique person. Actually, none of us want to be everyman. But I, an English major, never truly express myself in English in my blog. And today, at this moment, I am trying to say something as a memory in order to make up my “fault” one month ago…

    Is the grass always greener on the other side of the fence?

    Are we always getting forgetful to some memorable things?

    Is it right to change something in order to cater to somebody else?

    Is it right to hide part of us in front of somebody we care about for the best?

    The weather is fickle, so is our mind.

    At one time, I used to believe that you are the one, always the one. Unfortunately, lots of variable things are full of our life, and we ourselves are growing up too. So nobody can get a standing order. No victory comes without a price. I tried, no regret left. Thank God, men have memories. We can think back between times. But we can not live in it cause the more beautiful things are always in front of us, waiting us to pursue.

    It is an ordeal to count the days. Don’t wanna to leave; don’t know what to do either. We do need time to recover, back into those sweet memories, in slow motion.

    This is just a beginning…