Which one is important? Follow with flies, you will go into toilets. . Follow with bees ,, you will find flowers .. It's not important who you are ,, but it's really important whom you with in daily life ..

Diary Note 2 About future, I still have no sketch or clue in mind .Can't figure out what I wanna do and what I can do, exactly the same as I thought months ago. Seems I can't move my foot out for even one step, it's so hard for me to make a working decision between programme and public institution. The former one could earn me better life with lots of money while the latter one can help me gain stable life as all of girls wished . But as you know, nothing is definitely right to be chosen because nothing is permanent. Everything is changeable. But for me, one thing which I can make sure is I need to be not only economic independent but also wealthy enough to buy myself and my family what they want. I can't live without money for another twenty or even longer years. I feel heart hurt whenever I saw my younger brother crying silently for his favourite toys or snacks which wont be bought because of lack of money. The same situation really happened to me a lot in past several years. For the other, I can't set myself into unsafety marriage where I would be abandoned by my husband because of love affairs or married quarrels. That means if I can't feed myself full and make myself live well , I would got nowhere to go . Seems my answer is given, huh, which is I will work for money, and try to make my work stable. Someone said I am so pessimistic that I almost can see nothing in optimistic way, like nobody will abandon his wife at random or everything is gonna be fine. Yeap, maybe that's true, but nothing wrong for me to be strong enough to protect myself from hurting, am I right? We can live better with our hands, only if we keep running and walking all the time. OK, time to get back sleeping ,, wish us happy !

Diary Note1 Dear diary, It's 4 o'clock in the morning. So early for me to get up and even wake up. But I was woke up under the noises made by my early-getting up parents, from a dream which is rememberd nothing as usual. You know my bad memory, right? Thats why I was criticized by them about forgeting locking the door of lift and turning off the bed lamp while sleep at the time I went out for a glass of water.I always can't make my temper under control, thats why I always quarrel with them because of trifles in daily life.I am like a bomb which will bomb at anytime and anywhere whenever I was ignited. Oh, another thing forget to tell you, my gel pen ran out of ink, which made me write on my phone note because I didnt wanna go out get another pen,in case my parents judge me again.