其实，当知道要离家出国时，就应该要有心理准备，就该了解，再回来后，人事物，不会是依旧，自己将不会存在任何一人的生活点滴中，与大家的记忆中，有了个不明的时代跨越。

好想知道，家里的新车，长什么样子；好想知道，妈妈的新菜色，好不好吃；好像知道，哥哥在外的家，是不是一样温暖；好像知道，爸爸是否有减少工作量；好像知道，爷爷的身子有没有依然硬朗；好像知道，朋友们过得好不好，在朋友圈子里，有没有觉得一样快乐，或更甚；好像知道，Angie，它还记得我吗？

或许不舍得扔的那双破鞋，现在已不在了；或许门锁换了，不会开启了；或许家具摆设换了，要学习重新适应；或许院子里，多了几盆盆栽；或许爸爸的发鬓，更白了；或许与老朋友，从无话不谈，到欲言又止了；或许曾经的高谈阔论，如今却是没了话题；或许他们会改变我记忆里的他们；或许我也在他们的脑海里上演蜕变；或许，大家，还是我熟悉的大家，还是会给我温暖。

在月历上，都已打了那么多的勾，我却还是无一日，怀念着当时的笑声与泪滴，想念着陪我成长的朋友，思念着在家等我的老爸与老妈。

真的好像再听一听那平静的海浪声，Angie 的叫音，爸爸妈妈碎碎念的声音，哥哥的歌声，朋友的欢笑声，让我知道，我还是属于你们的一部分。

是否，波德申里还有我一些些的痕迹？

It's actually ironic, when our very very good friends don't treat us like a good friend, but with hatred.

Isn't it?

Not that I have my own experience( or maybe, I'm not sure), but how could it be??

At the 1st place, how can we smile or laugh while in the heart core, a big knife is hidden?

I couldn't understand...

Stabbing behind people, my god! Worse!! If anything, please la, say it out face to face, if not, swollen it...we are not kids anymore..

Plus, if it happens while we were young, wait, how could it be?? I thought children should be nourished with pure love?

Call me naive..

Good night!

My 60th Post

It has been almost 1 month that I didn't update my blog...what's new now??

So I have chosen my choices of my future universities :
a) ENSC Rennes
b) INSA Rouen
c) INSA Toulouse

Of coz, I hope that I could get my 1st choise, ENSC Rennes. But, it's hard to get in there, so most probably would get into INSA Rouen. Anyway, those 3 are not bad...my destiny is really in people's hand now...

Besides, I visited Amsterdam and Brussels with my sister and her boyfriend, Siang's.
It was indeed a wonderful trip!! Relaxing, calm, and I learnt many new things.

Do you know that thousands of people in Amsterdam live in boats on the rivers? Amazing, isn't??!!

And of course, I've passed a precious moment with my sis.
Amsterdam(exclu the city, refering the villages around ^^) is beautiful!!
If I have extra time and money, I'll make another visit!



At Zaanse Schans, see the river? see the windmill?



At Keukenhof garden, where the seduction of the flowers are spreading around.



A little boy, sitting inside the famous wooden shoes, wondering if one day, he could fit in..^^