I am finally moving out from Babcock this morning, which is the dormitory in our university. I lived here for one and half year. It is not a perfect place, because the room is so small and we have to share the kitchen and bathroom with other people. But for single person, it is enough. I have my own room and I can do whatever i want there. Moreover, my friends and classmates were all living there, so we can disturb each other and make fun with each other anytime. There were so many memories. I feel so sad when I move out right now. I realize that I am really graduated and will leave this place soon.
I caught a cold and then the fever came. I haven't had fever for nearly two years, and I even forgot how to take care of myself if I had a fever. I tried to use all ways my friends told me to make myself comfortable. I am now slowly recovering, but I still feel weak. My friends here were laughing at me. They said I was mental sick at the end of 2005, after my mental illness recovered, I was physically sick at the beginning of 2006. Now I don't have any illness. Finally, I am healthy. This is my first time suffering illness abroad. Now I survive and tomorrow is another day.











