Well, if you really call this interesting. I am an amateur writer, and I used to write loads of things before I was out of idea. There were times when I found out that English wasn’t really my passion, and several times my stupid heart told me that I chose the wrong way. I don’t know. I am 18 years old, I’m a freshman and I don’t even have a detailed study plan. My friends, they worked part-time pretty early at this time and I don’t even dare to ask for more money everytime I go out. So what’s the point?
I never make myself a plan for anything. Things just come and go by their own ways. I let everything happen naturally, by the way it should be. I tried to get rid of troubles whenever I could. But sometimes things just go by their wrong ways LOL. So there’s no big deal with it. I let myself go so easily, that’s why I can’t really solve anything by myself. Whenever I work in a team, I’m just a puppet. I do what I’m told to do, and most of the time I stay quiet and stick myself with my smartphone. And my friends called me The Outerspace LOL.
If only I had a machine to discover my brain, I would know what I think, because I’m easily confused. I can be happy now, but I will turn red later, and turn blue the next hour. It changes, so you may never know. Is it interesting enough?
It’s great to come back to this little space after a long time using my mother-tongue.