I went to have beer with ZF last night. It was great. and met LGW ,WH in the street. 

Alcohol really made me forget something confusing me, just like sports. I had sports almost every day this week in order to get my shirt wet and get my mind clear. I understand suddenly why men like beer and games. They help them to get away.
 
Still dizzy, but I come back finally. Having to face this real world. The paper, the project, and my future. I have realized that my confusion comes from the losing of challenge. I can not find something to fight for, even a small goal.

I just find out how I have lived for my life. I practiced a lot, I went to have interpretation course, I prepared for GRE, I spent tons of days for my portfolio, I went back to school to get a further education, I planned for a US trip, I strived...

It was challenges and goals, It was passion and dreams. I am losing them. I always strive to be somebody. I always strive to be extraordinary. That is how I spend my time and how I live.

It was hard for me to lead a peaceful life.

Clemson or not Clemson, That is a question.