http://www.xanga.com/zoeyingyingLatest Xanga weblog from zoeyingyingen-us60http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gifhttp://www.xanga.com/zoeyingyinghttp://www.xanga.com/zoeyingying/584513290/item.htmlhttp://www.xanga.com/zoeyingying/584513290/item.htmlTue, 17 Apr 2007 07:49:34 GMT<table class="blogbody snap_preview" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%"><tbody><tr><td width="5%"><br></td><td valign="top"><span style="font-family: Arial;">It has been a while since I posted an entry here, maybe the actual diaries I kept replaced the value of xanga. Nevertheless, I still missed the feeling when it toke me more than 20 mins to write something that no one ever cared.<br><br>Things have changed since the second year of school started. Well, I guess you could look at it in two different prospectives. Of course, I always tried to look at the bright side and apparently it did not turn out the way I wanted.<br><br>Maybe I was an idealist or maybe I wanted too much. But really, how much was too much? I really did not consider my demand was that great from academics and love from people I had faith in. Yes, "had" faith in, past tense. Maybe I did not deserve much since many considered I did not give much, but I could swear to god that I tried the best I could. I was lost in a while and still searching for the equilibrium, the point where I could balance my love ones and school in the best possible way.<br><br>****<br>Everything has an expiration date. Food expires. Love expires the point when you stop giving. Life expires and one shall die. It is inevitable. I guess friendship somehow can relate to this because it comes to an end as both side stop loving and caring. If a friendship is strong enough to encounter obstacles, it means the expiration is longer than others that cannot be challenged.<br><br>I know it is depressing, but it is true. Nothing can be an eternity. Well, I guess diamond does as it is advertisted. Now I have said enough and should probably get back to the paper I am up for. This is when the reality comes in. I wish I am still in my dream, the imaginary world I used to be in or at least I used to precevie I am in. Nothing comes easily, but some seem easier comparing to others you trying to achieve. Giving up is not an good idea, but it seems like I will have to. My life is not as smooth as some think, but I am fortunate enough to be at this point thanks to my parents and God. I feel so greatful. I should not be complaining the one thing I lost and begging for a better life, but should appreciate what I have instead. Everthing happens for a reason and I consider myself that I fully comprehand the situation and outcome.<br><br>Seriously, back to reality. Goodbye to the past and I shall leave all behind. Memories are no good. They will only make you cry and drag you behind.</span></td></tr></tbody></table>http://www.xanga.com/zoeyingying/584513290/item.html#firstcomment