I am not a moring person. After getting up everyday,  I find one day is so easy to get through. We usually say how fast time flies. It has been more than two years since I came to Austrlia.  This two years really means a lot to me. I have a couple of memorable dates. Twenty-six years, two years, three and half months... both happy and unhappy. Sometimes I doubt, comparing the gain and lost, am i really a winner?  Maybe it is not easy to tell. Afterall it is an necessity of growing up. Since I chose to go abroad at the beginning, there must be something doomed to happen.  To say the truth, I do not regret the decision then and there.