My November days used to be damp and depressing, felt like living in a world without sunshine.
This November turns to be warm and romantic, although I spend lots of time struggling with essays in lib. Sometimes I wake up and realise that I’m in europe now, I think I should be thankful, to live under this blue sky.
I met a few nice people, drank a lot, questioned myself all the time. Has everyone ever tried to find a way to avoid growing up or it’s just me?
I thought it’s gonna be a tough year and so it is.
Live fully, love deeply.
May this year be …
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11:11 下午, 11/29/2011nemo /
November is in a season called Autumn a.s.k.a “fall” while it is not such an occasion for us to fall. Growing-up is a must to each of us. We can always be what we are now in an essay. We may be able to find a way to avoid changing and suffering in a poem. However, we when going back to be real are gonna do what we’re supposed to do, that is living and smiling.