Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. There was an old monk in the temple. He was telling a story to the young monk. The story was: Once upon a time, there was a round, fat rabbit. He encountered the fox plague in the year of the college entrance examination and had to take online classes. As a result, he played too much with his mobile phone during the online classes and only got admitted to an average Xiaxia University.
So, on the day of the report, he stood in front of the school gate and decided to change his past and become a good rabbit who studied hard. It hopes to get up at seven o'clock (if possible, earlier is good), go to the Tutu House to study at eight o'clock, go to eat at twelve o'clock, get up at two o'clock, go to the Tutu House to continue studying at two thirty, go to eat at five thirty, continue to return to the Tutu House to study at six thirty, go for a run on the playground at nine thirty in the evening, and use the mobile phone for no more than one hour every day...
But how did Fat Bunny, who was obsessed with mobile phones, become so self-disciplined? In fact, it lasted less than two hours. . .
So, on a dark and windy night, Fat Tutu looked at his mobile phone, learned from the pain, and decided that he could no longer sink like this. It opened the carrot notebook and began to record its daily routine.
It is May 1, 2022, let us supervise Fat Bunny together!
In short, this is the daily essays of a twenty-year-old fat rabbit, including but not limited to daily emo, flags that cannot stand up, and humble moments of being single. . .
Ps. There is no logic in this article. I just write it wherever I think. It is just some records of my college life. If you don't mind, don't read it.
Purpose: Supervision and self-discipline