It's a diary

Chapter 187 8.30
One day, another day, another day.

It was like a red brick weighing on my head, very heavy.

Hates getting along with people.

Be quiet and do nothing.Sometimes I stare at the wall in a daze, sometimes I stare out the window in a daze, or I cry while looking at the bed board.

My head is in a mess.

I still like to hide in a corner where no one is around, not facing everything or seeing anyone.

It seems that I can express everything I want to express very calmly and clearly.

I don't have a good rest, I'm very tired at ordinary times, I feel sleepy in class... I don't even have to eat.

There's no way he can win over his junior schoolmates.

!School ends 10 minutes early and you can't beat them!
When I came here, I was hungry for three meals.

Thinking of the past two days, before I went back to school.My mother thought that I had not eaten much seafood this year and the sea was open again, so she went to the market and bought two kilograms of crabs.

When I came back that night, I saw a plate full of crabs on the table. I felt indescribably tired.

I really don’t like eating such troublesome food.

Maybe it’s something I inherited from my mother, but I don’t really like seafood.

It's not that I hate it, it's more that it's troublesome.

It’s hard to handle and hard to make delicious.

People in inland areas prefer seafood, but I don’t know how they like it.

But here we mostly use steaming and boiling.This can well retain the original taste of the food, giving it a hint of sweetness.

I really can't stand it anymore.

Last night, I bought a ticket to go back over the weekend.

What will happen next, who knows.

Make it through one day, and another.Just keep enduring, a week has passed, a month has passed, a semester has passed...

After that, my academic career in this school will be over; and then, I will say goodbye to this city that I have just become familiar with.

It may be to go to a farther place, a bigger city, or it may be to return to Beiyu and look at the withered camellia waiting for the next migratory birds to migrate south.In fact, I have always felt that people like me are not suitable to live.

This is definitely not a depressing statement, nor is it an attempt to prepare for something.

I'm never brave enough.Just breathing often makes me feel painful.

Not to mention, I always have to face so many messy relationships.

No one is wrong, no one is wrong, no one seems to be bad.

If so, who is the good one?

If so, then why do I always feel so sad.

There is no answer to this kind of question.

Just like everyone knows that they will die, but they still live as usual day after day.

Rather than being alone, I wish I was nothing.

I want to go hiking.

During the holidays, I went to Hong Kong, but I didn't get to go up to Victoria Peak.

The weather was not good at that time and the original plan was disrupted.

But I'm still glad - I came to the city I wanted to go to.

If you can’t go there this summer, leave it to next summer.

Maybe in another two weeks, I will go hiking in a nearby city.

I can’t explain why, I just really want to.

Maybe it’s because the mountain road is quiet, maybe it’s because you can sleep well when you’re tired, or maybe it’s because working hard on one thing makes you forget all the other unpleasantness.

Let’s talk about these later.

They all say summer is over.

But here I am, waiting for the spring of my fourth year.

(End of this chapter)