Hey,

 

You know what. Tonight suddently sth stoke me again...

 

And then I realized... No one can be relied on to fulfil one's dream but himself or herself. Fool me, I have supposed to realized that earlier and said it out... but... anyway...

 

 

PS: 今日无精神左一日，晚上也打算继续颓废，还在这里说了些空气话，见谅。明天要打起精神！

I ask myself whether I like a life of happiness or a life of meaning?

 

Actually, I would like to have both.

 

However, that can't be done. Two very different paths. To be truely happy, a man must live absolutely in present and with no thought of what's gone on before and of what lies ahead. But a life of meaning, a man is condemn to wallow in the past, fighting for the future...

 

I got one choice...

 

EXtra:

To 神-- : ) u come b...