By the end of August, here, alone
September used to be a dividing line that started a new academic year and reminded me to do better in my study which should be the main focus in a student's life. To some extent, it is also a beginning this year as I just passed the internship. However, I cannot count my life with school terms any longer. Instead, week or month, I am not sure yet, since time flies so quickly after graduation that I was left little time to think about such kind of questions. To be honest, I am not content with my current life and job in particular - they are inconsistent with the ideal one. Most day, if not every, I felt I had been to the hell after a day's work when I went back home with both my hands and arms hanged with heavy packages. Renting a not bad dwelling place in the village in the city in Guangzhou, living with a classmate from primary school, and cooking for dinner as well as lunch for the second day, all of these, seem of much fun, except that I claim more - a higher quantity of life and a challenging but worthwhile job. That sounds desirable while more and more inaccessible.
People don't like those who complain always, so just stop here and talk something else.
I feel that I get more close to myself, knowing who am I and what I want, whether it is pleasing or not. Besides, I become more emotional. I learn to appreciate works, like songs, movies or even TV series, with more thoughts and feelings. Perhaps it is owing to my major in university, which shaped me with a broad vision and open minds. Moreover, one thing I learned from school which can also be applied at work is that if I prepare something, I should try to know as much as I can about it and aim to be expert in that field. In case that I am charged to be speechless by others, I should first question myself as much as possible, which can push me to acquire more.
That's all.