Ready? Ready.

Watching friends leave is not a very pleasant thing. Especially I'm the one who's not leaving. Some of them, maybe I'll never see again in my life but I always tell myself that I will. Took the train with my best friend Minoca for the last time, unlike ususal, we didn't talk to each other much in the train. We made a promise too see each other again. After getting back, everything seemed had changed. Feel like knocking Monica's door again but no more answer. Used to get her call before meals, but now I just leave to the cafeteria quietly instead. Maybe it will be good to leave my room 606 soon, everything I see in the room, brings me a lot of memory of the past 5 months.
Cindy and Jessica, my only two friends who stay here, came to my room after our first day work. None of temwanted to stay alone in the room. They sais it's a horror feeling. And I believe they have more really unforgettable recalls in their rooms which they don't want to think about all the time. They came to my room chatting just like the first few weeks after we arrived here. The different thing was that we talked about what would our life be 5 months ago, and after 5 months, we thought about what we had done. At last, Cindy wanted to sleep in Jessica's room, I guess she really did't want to be left alone and so did Jessica. I always like to have some time being alone. Being alone sometimes let me feel more comfortable.
Time always keeps going and never slow down a little bit for us to take a rest. New life is waiting for me, I'd better catch its steps.