the last time i have the injection at the clinic

it's 1th, september today and the autumn semester's start. i sit in the yellow light beam of a autumn sun by the glass door of the clinic this afternoon, seeing flocks of fresh newbies swirling around the campus, laughs with them.

i still think it is like yesterday when i enter the gate of the campus as a freshman six years ago, i should have thirsted for more, and earned more when i was a student of here then. it is just like the story is not come to the end and that's why i work years and decided to come back here. i want to like the book as i once was, and i want to like the life like what i was used to be. once a girl told me, time is the most precious gift we get from life, and we ought to cherish it. though the reason why i was lost and failed myself is not important anymore, i took the word she gave me as the only thing she left behind, but it's just when i graduated and work like a dog, i gradually understand the word, and that's why i made up my mind to come back to school, pick up the books and live the school life from the breakpoint where i set four years before.

i hope for a happier future.