I come back with the life full of English.
I must admit to feeling ashamed of my conduct for English.
I gave up easily and pick something up immediately.
I do realy could not hold something lasting in my hand.
My heart just like the ship was adrift on the high seas.
What is real goal? Where is the destination?
All I have to do is do my best on work and study so far forasmuch I could not change somethings around me.