i'm listenning the music. well, i'm sad again. i didn't find the apartment i want. and seems like others have found one. that's sort of disappointed. i only send messages to house owner. my friend said it's better to call them. i called one and he said i can see the house on Monday.
i'm listenning the music. the pure music. i don't know what to do. maybe i should play game for twenty minutes. or go to classroom to study. i don't have much time. i always think that's the truth. but on the other side, i'm sitting here to complain something. i'm a paradox. i learn it recently. this word.
i'm listenning the music. i glanced the messages the whole morning and didn't find a satisfied one. i plan to wash my two pairs of shoes this afternoon and failed. i didn't do that. i think maybe i can learn at home. but hou could that be possible? there's internet and i can't control myself. and there's no single room for me. that's the point. there's no suitable room for me. i need a quiet place. no one would interfere me. only myself. i even think about hotels. but the rent is a litter hige for me. so, if i have enough money.
right, money. i need money. i want money. numberless money.
time to have a nap. then go to study. that's my plan. but i'm not sure if it could be realized.
