Time flies, I'm back to London again.
Back to reality, back to assignment and work.

This was the third time I left home, still..I was cried badly. Actually I can control my feeling, but after "one sentence" from my dad, then my tear was split out.
I am not a good daughter, but for me, he is a good father.
Although sometime I would blame him but I understand everything he do is for my own good.

I hate the feeling of leaving, leaving my love ones. It makes me decided not to stay in London anymore, I don't really want to stay anymore longer although I do hope I can get working experience in UK, hope I can finish another law degree in UK.

~Sometime, it is hard to make decision~

In this stage, I wish to go back after by degree but I am not really sure whether I would change my mind. Will discuss with my Almighty God and let HIM guide my future.

不想长大

昨晚再次看到放鞭炮，真的好久好久没有听到鞭炮声了。在鞭炮声响中，过新年的气氛更浓更热闹。可惜的是，人已经长大了，很多事情也不一样了，再没有像小时候那样百般的期待。想起小时候，多渴望新年的到来，期待穿新衣，大吃新年的食品，到处去拜年的时刻，收到红包的喜悦感。。人长大后，这些感觉渐渐得就变淡了。
更可惜的是，小时候喜爱的大人们，也慢慢的进入老年，慢慢的离开。真的很伤感。
正如S.H.E所唱的一样，我也“不想长大”了。

无奈的怀念

那天再次去到我奶妈的灰塔前，虽然我清楚知道，她不在那个小小的骨灰里，但我还是很想带我的男朋友去见他，总算尽我最大的能力做我可以做的事！

跪在她的面前，对主做了个祷告。虽然她不信主，但我真的希望在天家能够见到她。

我以为自己已经懂得将怀念放在心里，但原来我还没学会，对她的怀念还是如此得强烈，眼泪还是不受控制的流下。

主阿！虽然她不相信你，但是我深信你爱她，你爱世上的每一个人，因为你来到世上，不是为义人而死，乃是为罪人而死。求你怜悯人的无知，人的软弱，保守她，直到我们再见你的面！