My Little Bottle

I didnt think of continue to blog actually, as I think everyone knows that once I am here, the probability that I will leave something happy here is S-M-A-L-L.

Non stop "working"....><
"working"??
---"mugging"
---"catching up lag behind studies"
---"practice"
---"committee work"

And I am well-understood: what is so-called "demoralised"
Never been feeling this so deep that sometimes I even thought everything that I own before are all
F-A-K-E.

May be I have thought too much,
may be it is just that moment..
and I need some time.
And... yes. Is the environment.
It has proven to me that："This is the standard, you can achieve means you can. If you cant do it well means there other people stronger than you. AND　YOU MUST WORK HARD."

I did work hard. I did! I really did!!But just not enough..

Believe me or not, I already accept that fact is "I am just a very very normal uni girl". What I own now(everything) is neither the best nor the worst.
Are you satisfied if you are me?

Life,
is just like an empty bottle.
you can fill it with sands, water, papers.... up to you.
For me, I gonna fill in something that will always adjust the pressure to be smaller than pressure outside.
To make sure that the bottle cap or the stopper will not be opened easily.
So that the bottle is always safe.. even if it is being thrown out to the sea..