Life is not a bed of roses

Sometime, I wish the time can be stopped.

So I can stop thinking of my future without killing myself.

"People tended to tell you to be yourself, and then they judge you."

This night, I recalled some high school memories and one of them is what my english teacher used to taught me: "Life isn't a bed of roses." I've always knew the meaning of this phrase but sadly I never understood it... until now.

As the matter of fact, I am everything that I used to said I'm not. Ironically, it is so funny because this is true and tragic as it appeared to be.

Remember I used to said: "I am not that kind of person staying home without going to college? or never gonna study in this country?" Look, what I am in now? Ha, should I be impressed how life tricked me? or be extremely sad?

I don't know.... :'(