Now I'm in my uncle's house. I haven't seen my msn space for a long time, because at school, I cannot get into private websites. I'm so sorry, my friends.

      I'm fine. I love my life here. But I wonn't forget the days we walked together. The friends here are very nice to me, the teachers are awsome. I begin to realize my changing, however, I'm still myself. Forget the days we cry, long for the days we meet again. Thank you my friends. Your hands never stop warming my hands.

     I'm dying for Chiristmas, because I'll back to my friends. Waiting for me~