All right, after drinking up another cup of coffee, I do not feel like I am living my life the way as Rihaku （李白）once did. This feeling just would not let go of me, it seems to have been dragging me down, dragging me down all along. With only a few days to go before I say good bye to this company, I am sitting all alone, thinking about what? Chances are slim that I would finally become another Steven Chou （周星驰）who has spent only one night in reaching the phase of spectacular depression（黯然销魂的境界）, with pretty half of his hairs grown silvery. I am just me. Considering what the heck I am doing right now. That my Mom worries about the stability of my life worries me, which cuts sharply the confidence in me. Actually I got doubts