我的天

When I was a high school student, I was very eager to be a college student, in my opinion, they would have more free time, they could control their lives, as they liked. But the fact tells me; it’s just a beautiful.

As a freshman of Food and Science, I have to face my life very hard. I have 33 classes a week, but others just have 20 or less. Everyday the only thing I can do is having class, previewing and reviewing lessons, do my homework. I even don’t have a free time to do my favorite thing-learning Spanish. When I found no time to satisfy my basic need- every night has to go to bed at 12:00, but other said they were very bored, because of too less classes. These words just like a heavy sinker knock on me, why we are so different? Everyday I go to have class with morning sun shine, they are playing, every night in the dark I have to sit at the desk to finish my homework or preview and review my lessons, they are still playing. I cry, because of too many classes, they cry too, but for too few classes. For me, be fortunate or not?

I always tell myself, you must face the music; easy job won’t instead of my college lessons. I just can live in misery; I don’t know whether I will famous or just a common person. I have no choices. Now I know all the happiness in read comprehension and in others’ words are lies, whether they are true or not to others I don’t know, but to me, all of those are just white lies, never come true. In my dream, the college life is heaven, but actually it is just an endless hell.

What life I have now!!! (To be continual)