Things are always out of our expectation.
Lunar New Year's Eve has supposed to be a happy day to family,
but not to my family this year.
I have no idea whether it is just a coincidence or destiny already made by god.
My grandma just pass over in the morning of this Lunar New Year's Eve.
It's already 8 months long after I wrote my diary last time.
I would like to continue my diary, but therehas been too many things, espacially
that mind-toturing examination, overwhelming me to spare a little time to do.
However, all of those things have already been past.
I don't wanna review the shit anymore.
