How about now yourself?

It is an accident that I never want to open the diary, since I put it on the drawer for more than 10 years.

I decide to write it down into my blog (somewhere only I know), just want to keep some memory, though it is not entire a good time ( most of them recorded as a bad day).

Life is so strange, you will never to know what time is best for yourself to turn your head and think about the old days without tears ,I just call this action as : when a kid grow up, become mature, and know how to adjust your emotion, that is the high time you can talk with yourself with smile.

How about now yourself??


( What an amazing of 2010, I am getting old…..sigh!)