It's a diary

Chapter 167 5.25
It rained this morning. It came and left quickly.

Fortunately, I checked the weather in advance and took an umbrella with me to avoid getting soaked in the rain.

The weather afterwards was also gloomy and gloomy, and the sky did not clear up until after the lunch break.

After an afternoon class, when I walked out, the sun was still so fierce. The sunlight shining on people would make their faces turn red in a short while.

I saw the banners hanging next to the green belts on both sides of the school road and realized that today is May 25th.

The banner reads: "You don't need to be anyone's light, you are the sun. 525, I love me."

ah.To be honest, I didn’t have any feelings at that time.

But it would be very annoying to have to speak on this topic at night.

There will be a physical education exam next week.But I still can't serve, I hate it so much.

I hate all strenuous courses.

I couldn't serve at first, and I kept getting hit by thrown balls.Later I mastered it a little bit, but I didn't have the strength to send it across the border.

After tossing and tossing, my arm seemed to be sprained.My classmate sprained his wrist.

Two people, after playing half a class, one of their right hands was "disabled".

It doesn't matter, just keep it plain.

Anyway, among so many subjects, there are always one or two that you have to fail.For example, network basics, mathematics, and sports.

This weather is really suitable for sleeping, I really like this weather.Lukewarm, just right.

These days I always stay in bed at noon, not just me, but almost the entire dormitory.

I'm not the only one who doesn't get enough sleep.

Today, a roommate said: "I was in a daze when I woke up this morning. Until I brushed my teeth, I thought it was Friday. But it turned out to be Thursday."

Thursday, Friday, it’s almost the same, it doesn’t matter.

After hearing this, I said to her: "What are you doing? What's wrong with you? You didn't wake up."

She smiled, "But it really looks like Friday."

I was putting on my shoes, and I took her words smoothly: "I also want it to be Friday, so I don't have to go to class at night and sleep in the dormitory, but it's too late. Tomorrow is Friday." She retorted to me: " Why rush? I feel like this week is going so slowly!"

"That's it."

I just said that.

I still feel that this week has passed very quickly.

It seems like it was just yesterday that the fiber optic connection was connected in the computer room. Unexpectedly, it happened two or three days ago.

The week is coming to an end, and if you don’t think carefully about what happened this week, it seems like nothing happened. (Bullshit literature, crossed out

I don't know what to say. It seems that a lot of things have happened, and I don't seem to have any impression of what happened.

Anyway, this week has gone by like that.

It ended when I asked my classmates tirelessly every day: "Where should I go to play on the weekend?"It ended with me cursing me again and again for not getting enough sleep.It also ended with me having some extra gossip with the classmates at the back table every night.

……

In fact, until now, I don't really hope that I can finish the week or this semester quickly.

I toss this, I toss that.I have learned a lot of profound knowledge, and at the same time I have missed a lot of homework. If I want to make up for it, it will take a certain amount of time.

I need a lot of time.

This is what I said last September.

I need time to heal the trauma in my mind; I need time to restore my physical health; I also need time to accumulate more courage - the courage to go further and longer.

This current state, this lifestyle, is very good.

But there is no way it can stay like this.

I don't have the power to stop time.

I can only move forward, at my own pace, and slowly walk on the path of my choice.

(End of this chapter)