never thought that at the busiest moment, I could watch a movie so leisurely, huh, praise one. Just finished the mid-term exam of "Junior Accounting" last night, so we're going to vomit blood T_T. There's also a hotel quiz tonight, just have fun, get it or not, it's not a big deal. And tomorrow's BEC Higher, I can feel my free soon.
Poor Kate, died on the eve of wedding. So sad for anyone of us. Death, no matter when it comes to me at any time, is so gloomy. The veterinarian boyfriend's can't move on without her seems to be worthy of sympathy. What I want to say, however, is that especially when I also experienced the separation of my dearest person, he taught me a very important lesson: the world will never go on without someone.
On the eve of my college entrance examination, my father suddenly fell ill and left me forever. Without warning, I was deprived of the right to have the last contact with him. The memory will forever be fixed on the very unpalatable dinner I made. On Sunday, I was going back to school. No one was at home. I had dinner by myself. My dad came back from a business trip. I was ignorant. Exhausted, I hugged him gently, but it was a farewell. The night before the accident, we talked on the phone, because the next day was Tanabata, I said I wanted to go home. But he did not agree. Then, the next morning, I was taken home.
I had a splitting headache and fell on my knees and cried, but you couldn't respond to me anymore, and they wouldn't let me touch you, saying, it's all gone...
life, suddenly hopeless. I thought I was going to die because I couldn't find any hope of surviving. Mom, and Dad's sustenance during his lifetime made me suffer in reality and memories...
Finally, slowly calm down. I was also admitted to the university, thinking that the suffering is over, and with my hard work, I can make our life better. I am starting a new life, being active and trying to bring support to my family.
Then, I met my first love, a senior brother who was four years older than me. To a certain extent, I always felt that he was very similar to my father, so I also laughed at myself if there was an Electra plot. I put all my attachments on him, and at the same time torment for my father's dream.
Love is so short, but forgetting so long. When his first love boyfriend left, I thought my world collapsed again, and happiness was far away from me again.
Then, my second boyfriend left me because of the pressure from my parents. I finally found out that I had experienced repeated blows, and I had lost the ability to cry. I had low self-esteem, lost all positivity and pride, I thought, I was finished...
A strong sense of responsibility and frustration made me lose hope in life again, and I was willing to degenerate. Maybe it was the long-term depression that finally came out Come on.
The BEC that has been tormenting me will be finished tomorrow. At this moment, it turns out that I am not so nervous and calm.
The comments I wrote, actually, were meant to express, life's not always full of happiness, and dissaster will attack us at any moment. Though we don't like the fact, we have to strong enough, tears will only blur your eyes.
Oh ,my baby,everything will be fine,and just move on,wiht heart and smill~~
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