Yesterday Daisy and I talked a lot about what kind of boy is fit to marry . Cause we take high expect on love. We make a conversation about if he is the one who is not 100% perfect, then is he worth staying by for lifelong? And if he is not familiar with our hobby and even our character, is he suit for us?

Those days in college, we dreamed of  finding a prince charming. We describe the image of him in the domitory every night. Until now, we have stepped into career position for over 3 years. As time goes on, we have to become more realisty. The standard to find BF or husbend reduced several times. So we are at a loss,and puzzle.

I suggested her to choose the suitable one but not the lovest one. We should find a way back into life instead of love. She keep silence for several minutes, and said, "Shirley, i find that you changed a lot, and lost your natural character completely. You can even accept unsatifactory event nowadays."Suddently, i lose my words.

It is enough to waiting someone until we are 26. But that is not all my fault to make a shift. The sociaty is so crude to us, and pressure all around us, we have to arrange our life by a adult sight. Perhaps that is the sign of turning mature.