Upon I heard the two-week distance education which I had looked forward to for weeks on May 6, I packed my bag instantly, jumped in the car, and rushed back home! The first week seemed to be a paradise for me; I could get up right before the class started and then returned to my bed (jk, I’ve never done that, I swear!) One of the fun was that I could finally see my classmates under the masks; this entertainment is one of the distinctive features of this pandemic era. What’s more, the best thing about distance learning is that I can skip PE class at 8! However, the happiness somehow didn’t last over one week. May 17 was my darkest day in this whole semester, I woke up 3 times for fear that the alarm didn’t work and I would be late for composition class (Dr. Sherry do you see that～) I had classes from 10 a.m. all the way to 7 p.m. The long working hour was already miserable; however, the heavy load of homework made my life more like a tragedy🥲 After a quick dinner, at 9, I resumed the discussion with Ellison about the research paper survey and recorded a podcast with her for another course. After I was done with all the postediting, it was already 1 a.m. I was so exhausted that I skipped the shower part (I had not done it before, and I won’t either!) The worst thing was when the drained physical me lay on the bed, I couldn’t fall asleep, because the spiritual me was so sad, so hopeless, and so lonely. I found that the face-to-face social life was as crucial as the sun to me. I really missed the roads I used to walk to school, my classmates, the meals I had with friends, the conversations without the help of electronic devices, facial expressions, and physical contact. I wanted to retain my normal life, go to school, discuss whether we should skip the PE class at 8 with my friend, and complain about how torturous weekdays are (oops, I am doing it right now) These trivial moments become so untouchable right now, which made me want to cry out, but my body didn’t let me because I was too tired to cry🥲 Under this distress condition, I gradually fell asleep. I originally intended to sleep until noon, but in contrast, when I woke up and checked my phone, it was NINE! At that moment, I felt I was so useless that I couldn’t even sleep! Come on! Just close my eyes and SLEEP! Fortunately, it was a sunny day. It might be the last kindness that the world could offer me. I knew that I needed to cheer myself up, so I bought myself a cinnamon roll. In normal cases, a cinnamon roll can save my shitty day; therefore, when my mood was only slightly boosted after eating one, I knew things got really tricky this time. Hence, I posted my feelings on Instagram, telling my friends I was in a terrible condition and desperate to meet them in person. Luckily, the warm-hearted responses from my friends made me know that there would always be someone I could turn to truly ease my anxiety🥺 I went through the worst two days this semester due to distance learning; however, thanks to distance learning, I learn to tell my friends explicitly how much I love them and cherish every moment I spent and will spend with them. My birthday is around the corner, and I think the first birthday wish of this year will be—hope that everyone will never ever be forced to separate from people we love due to the pandemic 🥺