I had an interesting dream last night. Eventually, I went to Tokyo University to study Journalism without realizing it. It is ridiculous. My dream schools are all in America, aren't they. After I had settled down, I went back to my parents' house a week later, for money perhaps. No one rejected me to enter China though I didn't take the nuclei acid test. I didn't follow the rule of forced quarantine either. I told Mom and Dad kept it a secret and not to tell anyone that I went back from abroad. Or, everyone who had connected with me had to be sent to isolate. I was starving when I came back to my own house. I wanted to cook noodle but there was nothing left in the refrigerator. I clicked the APP of Hema, wishing to order some vegetable on line, but the address was still the one of my apartment which I rented in Tokyo...

Nonetheless, I slept better than before. I felt more relaxed and relieved because of two things below. First, I had began carefully reading the application requirements of my dream schools on Tuesday. Second, I told Chris Chang, my Japanese teacher, that I had to give up his class this autumn and winter. And I determine not to care about my job anymore. From this week on, I will stick to my application without interruption. I plan to finish all the key components of application before November which means there are only 2 months left.?

Stone didn't catch a fever last night for the first time this week, good news. But he wet the bed again. When I changed his clothes, he was picky. "Not this tank top, the yellow pants." he cried and then asked me to blow his nose. I got annoyed. It's the forth year which I could not have a entire sleep at night because of him. I've had enough.?