Wednesday, 24 June 2009

I hate my house

It's true.
I hate it. Always.

It is black to me. It's dirty, the facilities are old and hard to clean. Though I cleaned, it will become dirty soon.
It is balck to me. The people are black. They are indifferent, self-centered. They are not my type at all. They always concern money, money.
Thus I am lonely, always.

I miss my flat in China. Where I live was always bright, clean, pretty. It was decorated with pink, green, and all kinds of lovely staffs.

I miss my flat.

I will move out this dark place as soon as my contract ends. I want to find a lovely place, with freindly flatmates, but it's merely a dream which couldn't come true?

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