I have to type the following words in a hasty way, with no time to think it in detail, for I am afraid the feeling would disappear in my fingers if I hesitate more. The process of writing thesis is a tough process, but it indeed is giving me the experience of sacrifice, sacrifice of my beloved books, my precious time and my shedule for future. I am after all a man with no efficiency if I have my computer connected on-line. Trifles would spare me from the work that is necessary, giving me a feeling named guilty before the time for me to take a nap and a long sleep.

The dead-line is around the corner and I have to catch up. During a break, I wandered to one of my friend's blog, one, who is not quite close, but I admire much. He wrote some beautiful words on the screen, about his memory on the past, beautiful, with not a little of sorrow. His present situation is much glorious than most of the people of his age that I have know, and I am sure, though he is only one year older than me, one year later, I will not be even closed to touch his success. He, who is now better than a lot of people, can still be puzzled lost. Being busy will takes us away from our willingnesses. When we are exploring for better living, coincidently, the happiness hidden deep in our minds will not have a chance to take its head above the water to take a breath, and let us know that it is still alive. 

Wish us good luck. No matter who you are, facing the graduation or not.