In a blink of an eye, I came to the last semester of my junior year. More than half of this semester has passed, and I was told to finish class early. Some time ago, I was busy reviewing teaching resources, and I didn't have much time. I haven't written anything for a long time. It's just that I suddenly recalled my college life today and felt nothing special, just like in another high school. I planned to go out to Tibet with my friends in the previous summer vacation, but unfortunately it didn't come true because of the epidemic and floods. It seems that every plan has been upset. It's a pity that I can't go further to appreciate the local customs, and it's a pity that my college life is not rich and colorful.
In fact, it's no big deal, except that there are not so many opportunities to go out. 19 college students are probably the worst. After only one semester of real college life, they never have so many opportunities again. Everyone seems to be doing their own thing, and no one will take the initiative to supervise you or anything, so you have to rely on yourself.
I admit, from the beginning to now, I have been confused, I don't know what I should do, I don't have a clear goal, I just live in a muddle without a clear direction. So far, that's it. I'm still playing games, and few people play with me, so I just play games one after another. What am I playing? Maybe to escape. I've always been a good evader. I let go of what I couldn't solve. Many things are complicated and unimaginable, so I chose the simplest method, escape. But escape is not the solution to the problem after all. When one day, when everything comes out, escaping can't solve any problems, but I still have no way and courage to face these things.