I am a person who likes memory.
Looking back towards my first two and a half years in college,I think carefully about what I have really done.As a result,I am disappointed with myself.
All I was doing is wondering and experiencing all aspects of life.Many questions striked me,such as who am I? What should I do? What do I like? What is life? Why is it me that all happened to me? How can I make life more significent?etc.Some do have answers, while others don't.I have to choose one answer by myself,which obsesses me very much.For some, I really don't know,and no one ever told me as well.Sometimes I just search the Internet,hoping to find answers there,which seems a little stupid.However,I have no other choice.I am always wander how others can figure it out.Maybe experience can tell,but how long will it take? I am a little impatient,right?
I am one who thinks in order to bother myself.
Now as there is only more or less one year left before I enter the society and find a job.I wonder what profession I have gained.As an Engilsh teaching major student,I am ashamed of my poor knowledge of English and teaching ability.Even through the arrangement of courses are unreasonable,I just spent too many time on confusing and wondering life.It's a little late for me to realize and now I am nervous.I don't know if I can make it in my last one year.