It was the best of the times . It was the worst of the times .It was the the unusual time that I am rushing off my feet to cram for TOEFL . And it was May in 2006.

  I could have share the relaxing experience with my fellows during these seven days .It was one of the two golden holidays every year .This time I was on my way to spoil it totally .

  Getting up at eight or night ,stuffing my ears with TOEFL listening afterwards ,plunging into the grammar and reading section  with a snack of TWE , calling for a take-away ,having a refreshment that never works before packing my bag to the library, staying till ten p.m. ,intending to take a glance always lasting more than two hours at the Internet ,and finally keeping kissing my pillow for hours , I was cycling this perfect plan for days like that .

  Yeah , I know anything that is on the way but nothing under control . I see trees of green,red roses too. I see them bloom for me and TOEFL. I see skies of blue and clouds of white .The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night.The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky.And I think to myself, what a wonderful world ,and what a wonderful TOEFL .