Wednesday, February 22, 2006

----Original Message Follows---- > > finally everything is over,econs paper,my first > > visit > > to my secondary school friends,my first shopping > > trip > > to the city center... > > > > Suddendly it's December. Days are passing by > flying > > and i don't know what have been doing except > eating > > goodies and sleeping soundies. Had a quarrel with > my > > mum. She was trying to control everything. > Everyday > > complain that i didn do my hair properly,didn > wash > > face thoroughly,didn make bed neatly...i told her > i > > am > > not a little girl anymore. i am 18 going to 19. i > > have > > been living alone abroad for 3 years.i am an > > independent woman who need no such nagging.i know > i > > must have hurt her.but i don't know in the end > who > > hurt who more. > > > > So there i was today, strolling alone down the > > streets > > of the city center full of bustle under a cloudy > > grey > > sky, drowning in the crowds whom i don't where > they > > are heading. That makes me grow wistful. and > there s > > just certain beauty inside such wistfulness that > > make > > me keep wanting more and in the end find myself > in a > > depression. > > Qian Lin

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