Feel so tired after getting home, but still want to open the blog and have a read if my dear friends have some new stories published. I am so happy that we have a place to talk and share about our lives, thoughts, happiness and sadness. Back home, I take friends for granted, never think about how important they are to me. After being alone thousands of miles away for years, I really appreciate how much friendship means to me. I couldn't help but thinking about the first two months when I was in London, staying in the youth hostel, going to the university during the day, and looking for accommodation after class. There was nobody beside me that I can talk to. Some nights I walked alone in the dark in Regent Park, trying to figure out what the hell am I doing here, leaving my family and friends behind? Some nights I wept in the room, hoping somebody can come to comfort me. That was almost 9 years ago. Now I can only smile when I think about it.

One by one, I got my friends. One by one, the life brought us apart again. That's how I interpret the friendship. Friends come and go, no one can promise we will keep in touch forever. But when we meet up one day at any corner in this world, we laugh, we jump, we talk and exchange each other's lives in the past years. We may look older, but nothing has changed between us no matter what has happened on each of us.

Funny enough, it is always difficult to make friends with the citizens of the country I domiciled. I only made two good English friends in the very last year when I was in London and so far, I haven't made any Swiss friends either. Thinking about in China, every Lao Wai has lots of Chinese friends, why the opposite can not be true for us? Puzzled, zzzzzzz

Went to Gym lunch time and now I can feel the muscles. Though tired, still felt happy that I did some sports, otherwise I just sit doing nothing at all.

Oh, tomorrow is Thursday again, how time flies!!! Really hope I have a time machine.