I’m kinda busy this summer. Instead of helping supervisor’s project, I came back home. Everybody insist that my purpose is the Olympic. Not Really, I just wanna be with My parent for a couple of days.

Only a month to go, if possible, I really wanna get a deserved score for the poor GRE test, cause no one could deter me from my dreams, However sweat. Several things haunt in my mind, UCSD, if true, the professional life as a professor, photographer, philosopher, great thinker, right? I’m tedious about the complains from my friends, such as the poor salary or unsuitable work conditions. They are my friend, no matter what they will be or I will be, that’s point I never doubt. Things changed. You must have your own way of life, to chase the style about yourself, not follow with others. I still remember I position of our generation as the lost generation. The Cynicism strike on my mind when I heard about it in today’s class, that is the reason why I am here to write some stuff to vent sth which I have though for a long time.

When I went home every night after the class, seeing the lights and colors from the window of bus. I deeply realize that I have found what I am really looking for.  

To found my philosophy, Aaronism, sound crazy, ah?

Seclusion, to be continue``````