Dun want to do anything, dun want to think through, just stone...

I dun believe it is the final statement. When the guessing becomes a fact, it really feels different...

It is still noisy after turning off all other programs that are running on my comp...

I need peace...

搬家当然离不开整理东西那一堆麻烦事，而每一次整理东西都伴随着一个漫长的心路历程。走进自己的过去，再看一次那个陌生又熟悉的自己，然后把这些好的，不好的回忆统统打包，放进一个个的整理箱里，等待着再一次打开这潘多拉的盒子。

书架上的东西似乎没有什么大的变动。相册仍旧是那几本，这个年代应该没有几个人还用相册这种老土的方式来保存照片。小说, 唱片还是那那么一点，除了学校强制买的和朋友送的，我几乎没有买过什么。

记得小时候特别喜欢收藏书，除了自己定期会去书店挑几本世界名著之外，还有同学之间传看的青春校园文学类的小说，不过这类书我都是跟朋友借来看过后，觉得不错才去书店买。现在回头看，觉得自己当时的想法的确有点可爱，明明都已经读完了的书，还是硬要去买一本新的回家收藏。当时的我好像觉得这一类的书比世界名著更有收藏价值，所以都以全新的书好好珍藏，而且还告诉自己，等到我老了，退休以后，闲在家里没有事情做的时候，可以重读这些青春文学，回味年少时的趣事。。。-__- 不过这些书现在在哪里我就不知道了，好像有一次搬家的时候被我全仍掉了，看到那些幼稚的封面图画，我大概觉得这辈子都不可能再碰那些书了吧，哈哈。

这次整理衣柜成了最心酸的事情。。。衣柜里的东西不少，过于幼稚的，不想再穿的通通丢掉，但有这么一包围数不小的东西我不知道该怎么处理。已经好几个月了，我就靠着长裤和黑色打底裤活了好几个月了。当然我过得不错，可以算是蛮开心的。虽然没有休闲的短裤，但这日子也还是悠闲自在的。我几乎忘记了我是一个爱穿短裤的人。。。黑色的，白色的，穿过很多次的，没穿几次的全都得包起来。为了让我的衣柜有地方放更多长裤，这些必须得清理掉。

与其说是为了遮丑，还不如说是为了遮住自己的眼睛，其实没有人会特别注意到某人脚踝上的伤疤，看得最多，最在意的还是某人自己。可以说我是在逃避这个问题，也可以说在这个问题上我已经看得很开了。还在轮椅上的时候曾今幻想我要复原到受伤以前的状况，包括脚上的伤疤我也要它消失的无影无踪，不过后来意识到，如果能正常的走路，可以偶尔跑步或是跳舞就已经是谢天谢地的事情了。所以，我放弃了，应该说是看开了，医生特地开的去疤的药也不再用了，没有用了，就这样了。我已经有了这辈子都靠长裤和黑色打底裤过的打算，不过没什么，就这样也可以活得很精彩。我是这么想的，那些叫做短裤，短裙还是高跟鞋的，就让它们待在柜子深处的黑角吧，或许，只是或许，会有那么一天我可以让它们重见天日。

我的新家不大，却有着温馨的色调，客厅是蓝色的，卧室是粉色的，有几盆盆栽，不过我想它们应该活不了多久了，因为我不是一个有闲情逸致养花的人。其实屋子在哪里，有多冠冕堂皇还是多破旧都不要紧，有亲人在就算是家了。＝）

And, it is so nice to make new friends in class as well as in hall. I feel really happy that we can walk to the classrooms together!=)

And, finally I dun need to be the first to go tutorial classes, I can sit at anywhere I want in the LT! Claps!=D

It is really nice to see strangers become friends, friends become close friends and close friends become best friend!=)

This is going to be an exciting sem ahead!=DDD

因為失去過，所以比別人更懂得珍惜像這樣雙腳着地的日子。。。

現在，我想精彩的活着，加倍精彩的活着，把曾經屬於我的精彩通通活過來。

How to conclude my sem 1, I really have no idea. It is not just one or two words can summarize...

It could be called a nightmare. The sem is abt 3-month long, I missed nearly 1/2 of it, and the remaining 1/2 of it, I was in pain, discomfort and also depression, disappointment. It is really difficult to carry on life with an abnormal status. A lot of times I want to give up, I am not strong enough to face the odd stares from the crowd, I dun like it when I have to sit alone in class and dun really have many friends in class, I dun like it when I am the last of class, I dun like it when my uni life is all abt mugging. I hate this kind of life, I hate this kind of feeling. If this was all of my life, I would quit school and lock myself in my room and rot...

However, I think God really loves me a lot, He sent this group of ppl to my life. Though I only know them in June, it really feels like family when I was with them. Because of them, I know why I must smile and be optimistic. There was this place I could go after my horrible lessons. There were ppl who border to talk to me, there were ppl willing to teach me all the lessons I missed and there were ppl help me pack my meals from canteen... Exam period was the happiest time for me in the whole sem, cos I got to study with this group of ppl everyday, I no need to go class or lecture to face tt kind of strange atmosphere that I dun like.

I had thousands of plans of wad I want to do after I recover, sad to say, now it is still not the right time to fulfill those plans. The pain reminds me tt I am not fully recovered, I cannot walk too much, I need to sit down and raise my leg above my heart level, I need to go for physio to relax my tightened ligament. I have plenty of time now, but there is nth much I can do. I become impatient for this thing, it takes too long of my time...

Was flipping through my diary when I was in hospital, I think hospital is really a good place for ppl to calm down their hearts. I was much more patient at tt time than now... The more I have, the more I expect...

"就让我一个人去痛到受不了伤到快疯掉, 死不了就还好"

I noe I should not have this kind of feeling, but just let me emo for this moment. I am tired of being optimistic, tired of smiling...

I always think it is easier to be optimistic as u need not to explain y u r happy, on the other hand, u need to explain a lot y u r sad...

Actually I am not sad, just full of sorrowfulness of my life now...

There is this group of ppl who have being very supportive and touching, and I really enjoy my time with them. But seems like other than this, there is no excitement in life. I never feel so friendless and helpless...

Can't wait for this hell like semester to over!!!! Regarding the result, I shall say try my best can alr~~~

Okay enough digress, I shall be back to my dame a lot catch up works!!! Calm down and really concentrate! Continue be optimistic, faithful and smiley!

It shouldn't be called LIFE if it is too easy...

But, still miss u a lot~~~