We may find its meaning from the dictionary that “Beginning” means “the point at which something begins ” That’s a literal explanation, but much of the real one is experienced from our daily life, right ?

For me , something’s over means “Beginning”, sometime’s past means “Beginning”, someone’s leaving also means “Beginning”…..I have experienced such things much. Exactly, I became moer and more numb when facing to the “Beginning”.

Some days ago, I was told by my respectable manager that he would be leaving for another position and got a new job .That’s ordered by the general manager.I felt shaking at the news.I knew that meant I had to be under another leader and started the job with a new style.What’s worse? The new coming leader is a craven and unavailable guy.How can I be under him ? (more…)

waaaho..it’s n0342. When I got up today and walked by the window, a gust of wind full of hot air poured into the house.
Summer’s coming! I told myself.It is likely that the temperature will rise and never fall down in next few weeks. So I miss the good time to go out to play basketball.

Today is July the 1st, when the summer holiday really begin. So I should do sth which means to it, too.
What should I do then? (more…)

Today, it’s raining allthe time , my mood as the weather ,the raining never stop ,but just in my heart .This morning ,I wastake part in the young model . After the test ,I just want to keep silence . I know ,at this time ,all the words cann’tchange my bad mood . I found my dream is hard to come ture . I didn’t know what to do and what can I want to do . The feeling is so bad . Maybe , it was my fault , the reason for me choose this young model major .

Remember in the part , my close friend asked me if I feel some pressure . At that time , I didn’t want to answer her this question , because I don’t think this is a question for me . But now , I must be said :“I don’t know , I really don’t know .” I am sure this answer in my heart , and I don’t want to say . Perhaps , I don’t know how to say . It’s so foolish .

After the oral young model lesson , I was talk something face to face with my companion . I didn’t accept the actual myself . It seems that I am so happy , as a free bird . sometimes , I think I can become a perforer . But actually , I didn’t realize myself . Which is an actual my ? Where is I ? For the time being , I am lost myself .