The story of a yellow flower

The story of a yellow flower...

Since born, the yellow flower is floating. Then eventually it reaches the earth. The journey starts from here.

I'm 24 years old now. I know what is wrong and what is right. It may seem difficult to survive. I know. I actually wanted to quit school. I told myself if I fail either one of the subject I may forgo about the degree I'm taking. Sometimes, it is hard to please everyone. You know I'm not smart. I really hope that I can push the time forward. To see 5 years later what I'm doing. 10 years later, if I'm still the same. Then think again, life is about to cherish every now and then. Even though the time is hard to move on but at least there's still memories for me to look at.

To all who stay beside me, I appreciate, I conjure up. To those who had drifted away, I'm sad, I dampen. Well, people come and go. I reckon that.

It's late now, I'm going to bed.

The story of the yellow flower goes on and on...