我的天

The last chemical experiment was end this morning. No fail, no success, a normal ending, I think, that’s enough. I’m not a talent of doing that, all the ability of it is repeated little by little by using my hard working. Now, the final chemical report has finished, that means, all the reports of my experiments have gone to their end.

The feeling of copying many things from books was terrible, at that time, you are not a student but a typer, you just moved the words from books to your reports. And the terrble thing is you have to do a preview report before the experiment in chemistry, that means you have to  copy the same thing twice. Sometimes, I will be crazy because of that. When I was tired, I had to do that, when I was excited, I had to do that too. No matter you liked or not, you had to do.

But sometimes, I will very happy, at least now, I just had to copy, yet some people still have to write essay that they even didn’t know what they were doing. I’m calm when I realize I’m not a arts department’s student. That life is not belonged to me, I will feel better.

I don’t know whether I didn’t write for a long time in English (for about a week), I don’t know how to write and what to express my feeling inside.