Live above the line, poayling

I have no pictures for my first camp. No good memories for me. I avoided any cameras in the room. I was left behind. That was how I felt but I told myself. No one will make room for me unless myself.

As I reflect, I found that every time I got into something, I was thrown into a position where it needed me to straight away swim in the deep blue sea and still rock on. It is indeed kind of hard but I don't know why I am always in this kind of position.

I almost quite. Still having some kind of quitting attitude in me. I feel that my blog is boring because not many updates and pictures or interesting insight. I kind of lost my creativity to look for the next answer.

I need to live above the line. That is the echo in my mind and ears. I want to quite facebook n blog but I tell myself - live above the line.

I guess when I read back I will surprise myself again.