Walking animals
This entry is wrong. In order to prevent misinformation, paste the correct entry "Walking Dead" to make it clear, and ask the administrator to correct the entry name. A walking animal is a person who lives in a muddle, does not think, does nothing and does nothing. It's better to live like an animal. Refers to a person who has no thoughts. Refers to a person whose life is muddled, broken and self-indulgent. Or a down and out person. That day, Ning was forced to eat soup-stock rice noodles with me. Suddenly talked about a long time recently. I always grit my teeth inadvertently. He said I wouldn't have a heart attack. This is the advantage of heart disease. When you sleep at night, you not only grit your teeth, but also clench your fists. When I came back, Baidu said it was because of the pressure. Well, I'm a little confused. How can there be pressure?
I have been so heartless for so many days. A tripartite agreement was signed on March 10, and I went home on March 18, and went to Xi' an on March 23, and I played until April 2 today. I lived like a walking corpse for three weeks. How can the pressure be greater?
The national line came out the day before yesterday, quite low, 300 points. Today, the retest line came out. I didn't go to the engineering line, but I had the opportunity to transfer to the school of science, but I didn't take action in the end. I asked the seniors who transferred to the school of science last year, and suggested that if you come to the school of science for a second interview, you might as well go to work directly, and then you didn't care about it. If I look forward, I should have no accidents at work. I'm too high-spirited. If you let yourself adjust, you may feel wronged and unhappy after reading it.
To sum up, I actually feel like a failure. I don't know what others think. I really think so anyway. I have been studying for postgraduate entrance examination for so long, from June 7 last year to 1 month 15. After so long, I finally failed, completely failed. I saw many people who didn't study very well at ordinary times and their grades were much worse than their own, but at this moment, they were full of joy. On the surface, I want to be happy, but I really don't like it. I don't know, maybe it's because this is the first failure in my life. I have always been a so-called "excellent" and "good boy", which is ironic.
It suddenly occurred to me that during the review, the three of us chatted with each other and said that we were not afraid of failure. Maybe a failure is a good experience in my life. What I am afraid of is actually the disappointment of my parents and relatives. These weights are far more important than my feelings. It's a little sad that I have to accept other people's interference in my life.
Even though I don't think failure is a bad thing for me, I don't fully appreciate the taste of these failures, and I don't dig deeper. I live unconsciously all day, staying up late and getting up late. I don't want to read infrastructure or software when I go to the library, but I just want to read novels to kill time. I'm sorry to spend so much money every day. I want to send messages and make phone calls with my mobile phone, but I can't find someone to talk to. Finally, I send messages to myself. I'm nervous.
If you really think about the reasons for your failure, it seems that there are many reasons, the most important of which is that 1 is too impetuous to learn, and the superficial work that you deceive yourself is really special, whether it is for others or yourself! ! ! So you deserve it, who let you live so casually every day in those review days, who let you always don't want to study, drag Adu and his big brother back to the dormitory, play ball every week, eat every Wednesday, and sign up for a math tutorial class ... You need this last result.
I don't know what kind of mood and state I am now. I feel that I have studied 16 years, and I can't do anything but study. Is it a trace of fear for the future? Or do you miss the campus every day and regret the four years I have passed away? Is there a lot of confusion about the society that is about to move towards so-called adults? I never intend to leave the campus immediately, but I will eventually go to the society. Soon I will no longer be a student or a child. I'm not the kind of person who has to worry about housing prices all day, but they can still go to school and be students. Without that master's degree, would my future be less than theirs?
Sometimes when I think about it, I always feel that my future has passed so long and so young. Is this it? I am unwilling, really unwilling. I died in such a short span of decades. Am I like this? In the end, am I thousands of times more ordinary than I thought?
Sometimes I think that if I didn't go to school that morning, it would be only one year late. My life, my personality, the scenery I passed by and the people around me must be different. What kind of person would I be? Will I be braver and stronger than I am now? Many men? Am I much more mature than I am now? Looking at the problem in the long run? More determined? There's not so much cowardice in your bones?
I am still such a person who is rejected by myself. I always know the crux of my problems but never correct them. Day after day, I still live like a walking corpse.
Maybe I really need to go somewhere alone. My eyes hurt and I was sleepy, but I fell asleep. I will get up tomorrow and continue to walk around.