Azhe got a home

It is never better to be back to Hall. It feels to be such a place to stay. Although the fact that I tend not to join others for the happening activities makes me a bit lonely, still there is no place better than Sheares to spend my last few months of undergraduate at.

Seeing all the freshmen coming in, I wonder how I looked like when I was a freshman. The only thing I can remember is the torturing two-week orientation and being very much lost in communication.

Yet experience is experienced. I will certainly cherish my last semester as an undergraduate. Just it would be nice if I got someone to hug tonight.