It turns out that I loves a person, I feel worthy of, happy. I am used to give her a call before going to bed every night. Every time I heard the call is turned off, it is a bit lost, a little happy. I learned that she had to copy the review information, so I spent a big face called me to watch my brother. I didn't think it's more than 20 kilometers. I went to my three uncle to re-copy it (69 Page, almost a pack of A3 paper). I feel embarrassed. . . It was also laughed by the three uncle to say that she can call him to do these things. And it's still so late. . . Ha ha. It is like this to love a person. . .
