(Abandoned Draft) A Two-Yi Sect Disciple's Diary of Cultivation

I'm off to cultivate immortality! But my little sister insisted I write her a letter. I told her the mountains are high, the road is long, and the realms of humans and immortals are worlds apart, so she should go find somewhere else to be. She gave me an earful, and to keep her from being mad at me, I had to take out my New Year's money and take her shopping for candied chestnuts... Later, I stopped writing letters and started keeping a diary instead. Someone like me, with an interesting soul and a beautiful face, can always spot life's absurdities through eyes that appreciate beauty. P.S.: A funny story, full of snark, written as a first-person diary. I'm writing it for fun and to let off steam. No logic, just everyday immortal cultivation and everyday grumbling. One sentence a day about life as an immortal cultivator _(:з"∠)_ Theme: With eyes for beauty, you can find something to complain about anywhere in life.