Went to Wenxin's house today at 5plus.
Home at 10pm.

This photo very nice right.
I don't play the piano.
I sell them though.
Want come buy?

Work tomorrow and on Sunday.
Whenever I've to work.
I would feel unhappy.
Maybe it's because I don't like working.
I hate my uniform.
Detest the customers because they won't buy.
But I still have to go to work.
Why?
Because I've no pocket money.

I keep saying I've no life.
Apparently other people all think I've a life..
Well it depends.

I should get a haircut.
But I'm scared that I would regret.

Project deadline.

The hard part would be trusting each other.
Well, I'm sorry.
I miss you, friend.