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The new semester is, if not calling, waiting for me. It sometimes seems ridiculous that the four-year univeristy period has gone with such a pace. It's unnoticeable a transition from a freshman to a sophomore, to a sophomore, to a junior, and to a senior, which annoys me for the uncompromising reality that I have to be one of the oldest amongst undergraduates. The beginning of this semester means the upcoming full stop, a full stop of one's irreversible golden age.
Yet as a college student I was not successful. I was slack, unambitious, inactive, and sometimes disgusted with my work. In many cases I preferred a so-called degenerated life, in which I found nothing to do except for playing or fooling around. I was startled, when I was in an arrant frenzy time, by the severity of the amount of time that was killed by me.
Surely I meant to do something, and I tried to mend this broken, unbalanced and somewhat crazy life, but I found it was incurable. I was accustomed to it, and eaten by it. I'm a man fond of ease, and the life I chose unintentionally was the easiest one. I could not be aggresive, I didn't want to expose everything to others, and I, consequently, could not be the type that an excellent university student is like.
The years in the campus has smoothened my harshness, ridded me of curiosity, and secularized me with all those trivialities and disappointments. Actually, I don't look these as something bad, for at least they revealed me the reality. I was more conscious of the society, and more confident of the life ahead, though the awareness was rendered with subtle bitterness.
The last year in Fudan will certainly be busy. I am afraid I should be unable to prolong my hysterical and pessimistic thoughts. Anyway I have to face the turning point of life. This time it is a more apparent transition, from a student to something else. I Cannot Curb the Transition.
Yet as a college student I was not successful. I was slack, unambitious, inactive, and sometimes disgusted with my work. In many cases I preferred a so-called degenerated life, in which I found nothing to do except for playing or fooling around. I was startled, when I was in an arrant frenzy time, by the severity of the amount of time that was killed by me.
Surely I meant to do something, and I tried to mend this broken, unbalanced and somewhat crazy life, but I found it was incurable. I was accustomed to it, and eaten by it. I'm a man fond of ease, and the life I chose unintentionally was the easiest one. I could not be aggresive, I didn't want to expose everything to others, and I, consequently, could not be the type that an excellent university student is like.
The years in the campus has smoothened my harshness, ridded me of curiosity, and secularized me with all those trivialities and disappointments. Actually, I don't look these as something bad, for at least they revealed me the reality. I was more conscious of the society, and more confident of the life ahead, though the awareness was rendered with subtle bitterness.
The last year in Fudan will certainly be busy. I am afraid I should be unable to prolong my hysterical and pessimistic thoughts. Anyway I have to face the turning point of life. This time it is a more apparent transition, from a student to something else. I Cannot Curb the Transition.
joyen
2006年11月16日星期四 03:03
One day you will be awakened that the four-year is your golden age and it's gone!
源子
2006年10月16日星期一 20:58
谁来帮我翻译一下。。
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