October 5^th, I got to get back to my company. How the distress burns within, knowing that others can enjoy a full package vacation of eight days due to the National Day joyously entwined with the Mid-autumn Day when I could have only five days, which to make the best use of, to soothe my ruffled spirits, which wouldn’t let go of me lately.

Aint’ matter. I am gonna leave and the days, I am counting, in a restless manner, though.

It was in a bus filled with hot and motionless air, the kind of feel one gets when he noses something disgusting and is gonna puke any minute. Well, the kind of situation totally different than the long distance bus I had taken—money really is the thing that makes all the difference.

So the bus bumped along on the rough road. I found my sighting drifting to and fro, with unpleasant scenes feeding my soul.