After 30, and then...?

30 is an interesting number.
Almost everyone I know feel so nervous about it.
Before 30, maybe from 26 on, they start to think about “oh, 30 is coming, what should I do?” with scare.
The importance of 30 is not because it’s an integer.
I never feel nervous when I was 20, neither did my friends.
The mood of 20 is happy, kind like a release that I am a real person from then on.
30 is totally different.
You could do nothing in 20, cause you just start to live a real person live.
However, when 30 comes, it means you’ve lived a real person live for 10 years,
It’s long enough to achieve many goals.
So, if you still do nothing in 30, there might be something wrong with you.
It’s this kind of point make 30 a big thing for everyone.

Do I Love You?

I don't know the answer.
I want to stop missing you, but I can't.
My heart doesn't listen to my mind.
It's painful.
My mind said you're definitely a big asshole.
However, my heart always miss all of your kindness.
I want to talk to you everyday.
It's a torture for me to see you appear on msn everyday and have no conversation.
I don't know how do you define our relationship?
It's you to come to me first.
If you don't want to date with me or have formal relationship with me, why don't you just let me go?
I can't catch your logic.
I always feel insecure.
You always acted like you just take me as an entertainment.
I hate this.
I love self-esteem more, I guess.

Reunion

In Valnentine's Day, I had afernoon tea with one friend who hadn't meet for more than ten years.
She looks thiner and more beautiful than before.
It's very interesting to see her speaking, a little familiar and a little strange.
She is still the same person, acts and speak in the same way, but express in a more mature style.
It's very lucky that we talked happily without any awkward pause.
She reminded me of many stories I've forgotten.
I always believe I could remember everything I've experienced.
Obviously, my memory is not as good as I suppose.
From conversation, I found unexpectedly that I am exactly the same person at least from senior high school.
I love fine food, I am late pretty often, and I am optimistic in others' views.
She is like an autobiography of myself.
It's very lucky and honor to be kept in other's memory so vividly.
It's so nice to have an old friend back！

Illness

This night, I went to visit one of my colleague in hospital.
She is younger than me, but already gets married and has a daughter who is one year old.
When her daughter was born, she fed her breast milk.
However, there were some problems, the process was not smooth.
There were too many milk in her breast and couldn't be pull out totally.
The breast hurt very much, so she decided to stop breast milk feeding soon.
Maybe she didn't stop it in proper way, there were new problems coming to her breast recently.
She found some hard stuff first, and the stuff hurt more and more gradually.
After severl exhausting examine, the doctor told her it's breast inflammation, she must got an operation to solve it.
She felt terrified by the operation very much.
She needs her husband and family to accompany her.
However, her husband is always very busy and the family in her husband side don't think the operation is a big event and treat her coldly.
Her daughter is sick in the same time and stay in another hospital.
After operation, she waked up alone and collapsed immediately.
She called us with crying.
All of us feel very sorry about the situation.
What we could do is to visit her as frequently as we can.
Poor little mummy.
Wish you recover soon!