I searched in memory and at last found myself surprised at what was brought back. Here is what I used to be. Once, I was simply a creature of schedules. That means I was so well planned a girl that I was entirely loyal to everything arranged.Every day you caught me as busy as a diligent ant and it was true that I actually enjoy the full and colorful life led which in other's eyes was utterly a dull and routine mode. I would not make any compromises to change the plans plans about study, plans about future, and plans about love.To some degree, I deliberately avoided being hit by the current of love for fear that it might destroy my perfectly planned life. I did not expect its arrival. I didn't expect its power so magic and influential. And I certainly didn't expect its coming accompanied with the purest feelings of blessing.Tall, straight and shining that is my boyfriend. That was the way he came to me: "How do you do? We are from the same high school. I am two grades senior,do you know?" He greeted me in a confident and gentle manner, and his hairstyle impressed me deeply.Later on, the life pattern which I strictly stick to has been gradually affected by his moving behaviors. None of a day will I find him absent from waiting outside my dorm to pick me up to classroom. None of a night will end without our heated and joyful chat. Gradually, I was incredibly thrown to cultivate a fresh view on the surroundings which didn't seem as burdening as expetted. I began to adjust myself to enjoy the peaceful pace of life.And so it goes, the sweet, joyful and romantic freshman year, a year with love that changed my way to live.
