I'm leaving here, a week more maybe.
It's a beautiful place to study.
I love everything here.
I love every time I opened my door. I could see green. smell the freshness of the air. You actually could smell the green. *sniff* aaahhhh~
I'm definitely going to miss this place.
Going back to the city, full of fumes and smoke.
No more fresh air.
tomorrow is my last paper. but I still have things to do. Going to be busy anyway.