My site has been deserted for a long time.
Most of the time i was busying working.
Working occupies most of my time.
Though it's tiring, i do enjoy doing that some times.
Who ask me not to be born with the silver spoon in mouth?
I can't just say no to working anytime i like.
Business is not so good,
but never mind.
As long as i can sold out all the items,
then i am happy.

I am already old.
Almost dying.
Yet there's nothing i have done to make myself proud.
my dreams,
it seems i am not getting any nearer to it.
Instead,i have been driven further from it.
I am already 18.
How many 18 can i have in my life?
My love.
i am almost totally callous now.
no feeling towards anything.
Maybe because the right one haven't appear.
But when is it going to happen?
10 years,
20 years,
maybe none in a life time...
To be continued