I've been in USA for two whole months. Life here is so different. There's a lot to complain. I'm always alone. Start a conversation is really hard. I keep gaining weight while can't help eating. I had felt guilty to my friends and had yelled to my roomie. Job is tiring and some guests just acted like a fucking bitch.

But I would NEVER say I am unhappy.

C'est la vie. Life is still moving on though sometimes we hate to change. It's all about suffering and striving.

So...if, I said if, somebody won't enjoy herself, no matter when and where, or who's there, then maybe that's not others' fault. I love my life now because I take the present moment as a present.

That's it.