Stick to the end

Tired! Tired! Tired! Writing a thesis, completing the work, and looking for a job is like the three mountains that make me breathless. I returned to the dormitory very late every day to wash my face, brush my teeth, shower, and wash my underwear, after a series of mechanical actions, I climbed onto the bed and went to bed. This was the case for the whole three months. Sophia complained that I had taken the dormitory as a hotel, and I didn't feel anything about it. Hoho, at the beginning, I wiped the tables for both of them. Now I want to see the gaoyan table and catch up with the dust for a long time. There is a thick layer of gray, but fortunately there is no Spider network.
At noon, I casually put on headphones and heard Addu's "stick to the end". The Addu era was like a flash in the past, but his songs would always sound in my ears from time to time, just like this article "stick to the end", the quiet music, coupled with the unique voice of Addu, has always been replaced by no one. It is not as simple as talking about persistence, courage is not what others give you. It is what you give yourself. If you stick to it, there will always be hope.
Today, I have nothing to look back at my chat record with Davon. There are a lot of funny conversations in it. Let's look back and find a time to sort it out. Alas! He seems to have a lot of fun in the MS days. He knows that he won't come here to write anything about it. Otherwise, he will be disrespectful to hoho.
PS: it seems like I fell asleep, and my neck was quite uncomfortable.