A New Start

My junior semester will start tomorrow. I shall work hard from now on. Less games, less hesitation, more works on some meaningful things: improve my GPA, keep a good interaction with my friends, update my blog whenever I have some thoughts to share, improve my English etc. The tuition of this semester is three times larger than before, I can't afford it if i'm just playing through this semester. I have a clear goal: go to the US, a country of freedom. Nothing can help me to go there but the hardwork of myself. However, I don't think I'm the person who is strong enough to chase his dream to the end. Sometimes, I make the front big while the end small though I hate it. Why do I still can't find something to keep motivating me to step forward all the time? Is my life so good that makes me lose morale? No, I know it clearly that I'm not satisfied with my life now. I hate it I still earn my living depending on my parents when I'm this old. Perhaps I say too much and do too little. Shameful.