On June 18 I learned the English at cram school. I can't understand what did teacher teach us. I don't asked the question at that time because I thought I still not understand what he said again.
After class, I can't control my tear. I cried. Then I wanted to ask Jesus why is me. Since I was little, I’ve had to work twice as hard as others just to meet the standards of Taiwan’s education system.
In lower elementary school, I used to stay up doing homework until after midnight every day, and yet my teachers still blamed me for not working hard enough.
I feel exhausted, fluctuated...
I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve doubted myself on this journey of learning English. I really hard work to study every moment until fall sleep, but every thing not be changed. I stand at the same place. I want to give up, but when an image shows in my mind clearly. Just imagining going back to my old position and watching my quality of life get worse and worse day after day makes me feel uneasy.
I feel frustrated, hopeless and depressed...
Even though I work hard to change my life and destiny, I may not have the intelligence to succeed—and maybe that’s just my fate: to fall eventually.
Although whatever I hard work to change my life and destiny, I don't have intelligent that is my destiny it fall eventually. Eventrally I doesn't changes everything for me. Even I
This feeling make me remind a film- Flying Colors. The The most frustrating about I need to
I don’t know what is the times the extremely sense of hopelessness
The imagine detail that I back to my position and obtain worse quality of life the day after day.
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