The girl, who has a lot of things on her mind.
The girl, who is both the Head of Division of Wushu and the Secretary of Chemistry Society.
The girl, who was forced into becoming a committee member of the Mandarin Librarian Unit.
The girl, who has a lot of pending tasks and assignments.
The girl, who is deprived of sleep.
The girl, who has insomnia almost every night.
The girl.
Gasping for breath, yearning for rest.
The girl is exhausted.
Monday, September 17, 2018
Saturday, September 15, 2018
The Fall
It was a quiet and starry night when a sudden weakness engulfed me and the strength in my legs gave away. Starting to fall in a forward manner, my left knee involuntarily knelt down, hoping to protect my body from making contact with the rough ground. Instead, my left knee took the toll. The moment the flesh embedded into the jagged and uneven tar road, blood gushed out from my knee. Oh, it looks terrible, I thought. And indeed, upon closer inspection, the wound had the size of an old 50 cent coin, while at the same time, I noticed tiny tar fragments and specks of dust sticking on my seemingly serious wound.
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