I had a nice time of having a meal with my good friends yesterday. We are all substitute civilian servicemen of 48^th grade. It’s rare for us to get altogether so I chose a place called “bali island restaurant” where we could sit for a long time without bothering. We chewed the fat and shared the serving surroundings, the people and the funny memory. I found between us I was the worst one in whether the welfare or the working relationship. When there are some extra-activities held in the township office, I always have no chance to join them. The reason is that I was not the official members of the whole team. I don’t know why but just quietly accept the unreasonable outcome. Apart from this, I still can’t tolerate they talked behind my back. The director once praised me about I know how to utilize my time of studying. Though I heard of a murmur about the director complained about why the substitute civilian serviceman had nothing to do but study. It’s indeed verified the proverb,” The tongue is not steel, yet it cuts”. Maybe I should seriously engage in introspection myself or maybe I should get accustomed to the society dark side earlier.