Don't know why each time blogging I can write a word, don't know whether the life is now too quiet or I won't cause, am I really no story to write? I often think these will sit by the window. Now I've been sophomore university student, time is so fast, two graduated, also don't know what the future holds, especially Chinese psychology is late start now, I'd like to grind, that means I will start to prepare, but this semester is so not to me. Perhaps should go to library, a freshman bubble while still often go to libraries, but this semester, I have never been once every day, also don't know what do these in the dormitory, every play those boring, early up QQ stealing food, upgrade their stolen money, also don't know that something unreal to bring me anything, but I will still do not consciously, every day may be a habit, but is really a bad habit, want to quit as soon as possible, the life is really bad now, also don't know at all the passion, where every day in the efforts to say, but I again on the action of a dwarf, in this fall down, I really useless, why do I have a future with my roommate, they do not learn, I also want to follow? This semester in new roommate is not very good, but it doesn't seem that I don't learn excuse. I should tidy mood on the road.
Also don't know is how to return a responsibility, for a long time to write out a long text, no real contact, ethos books seem really important, thought we let me now head empty state, what also don't come out, what also can't write out a little inspiration.