Missing

When I looked back my freshmen life, I explore and remember my ordinary life through blogs. However, since we aren't required to keep daily journals anymore, I stop recording my life because I can't keep a habit of writing daily. Instantly, I feel that my life becomes empty and miss the days when I keep journals and record my life. I feel that my life was colorful, splendid, more importantly, substantial. I shouldn't feel lost since I get more leisure. But I am. I am eager to jot down my feelings and keep a record. However, when the precious moment passes, I no longer feel so. And I loss a chance to beautify my life. My life becomes a sheet of white paper, dull and insipid, lacking iridescent colors. It's ironic that writing daily journals used to be a tedious job, yet I miss it so much that I express my nostalgic emotions through blogs. In conclusion, I hope that the paper can become colorful and gorgeous.