3/12

I felt my stress was becoming larger than last semester. Beginning the second semester, I went home every weekend. I just want to evade the pressure. Sometimes I can’t breathe. I don’t know what I can do. Maybe I have to be harder to adjust the situation. I believe I can do it. I can. And last weekend, one thing let me very up sad. Before the weekend, my friend called me. She wanted to have a date with me. We were so happy to meet each other. But on that day, she didn’t come and call me, even without brief news to tell me that she couldn’t come. Suddenly, I felt angry how she could… so I made a decision that I would never talk to her when she call me to say sorry. I was waiting, until tomorrow she called me. She just said,” I was very sorry. My cell phone was turn off and I didn’t know so …. I was very sorry.” In that time, my heart was cold. I couldn’t think. It broke my heart. If you think I am your best friend, you wouldn’t do that to me. Finally, I forgive her. Why she is my friend.