Last week I had a meeting with my tutor. I think it's time to pick myself up really. I feel like accomplishing something but don't know how. Guess I need to clear up the mess in my mind and make a plan. There are so many things I need to learn that sometimes I feel a sense of inadequacy. I want to stop being mix-up about my life and get rid of the feeling that I am actually wasting my time. At this moment I need something to give me strenghth and faith. I just feel that I'M NOT HAPPY MOST OF THE TIME even thought I sometimes think I don't really have the right to complain about my life. At any rate, I am not ill in bed because of  an uncurable disease. At any rate, I wasn't born in a family of violence or endless quarrels. At any rate, every morning when I wake up, I know I am still young, and probably, beautiful. But why, I can only remind myself how fortunate I am only by seeing the pain a whole lot of people are suffering? Days ago, when I listen to the Scottish band Snow Patrol's new greatest-hits colletion Up To Now, I suddenly found that all the bands or artists I liked since my junior middle school or even earlier have release their greatest-hits collection. Time flies by, young stars will just get old, so does everyone even though we still love the old melodies and remember the lines.