It's 11:55pm in China.I feel tired,but not upset.Just finish the busy day's fuzzy job,lot's of  ps designing.I was not here---My major at college is neither an art department nor a computer related.I have nothing but the want of joining the art group~.I had ideas on my mind then,but I didn't how to make them real.

Since the my failing pass the examination for the master degree two month earlier,I found myself happy instead depressed~~why?maybe it's because of I do push myself to face the music now,find a job and enjoy the real world's life.Pain hurts,but I don't want to cry for the poured milk any more.