Photo Description: scheduled monthly movie among harder credit crisis executed after storm with the ununderstandable bitch beast, son's mom above shortage of cash after salary freezed.

Dreamt of 2nd son of my 2nd brother sick, his brain grows out of skull. Then dreamt bank clearance clerk and cops visited my house, scan my documents, tool box, all stuff about my entrepreneur. My once workplace, QRRS cable TV branch, its most crews gathered likely with subpoena. Some of them suggested me handover my most recent and cherished tool box. I admit and suggested the searching clerk about the toolbox but found the toolbox missing. Then I out of rage and burst in angers. Its raining and likely in my hometown village, Zhudajiu. I also during the investigation doubting add a TOS, Term of Service onto my websites from template my site’s dynamic backend web app offers. My nephew appears again trying to calm me, with his illness. Last weekend bankcomm.com clearance clerk informed me 3 times before shift my case to its law enforcement department after I admit unable to pay after 3 months. They tired best to prevent it by persuading me to gather the amount, about ￥3000, to hand in in time. But I really sick to beg my alumni, my relatives again after these 3 months my finance fell in trouble and lots of survival fights bank suggested. The bankcomm soon buzzed my relatives, including my kid brother, a foolish and mean man with his startup, my son woz. I got the phone to my son on the bus to dine out after shower. I debated my situation with the clerk woman and still felt innocent. My son dislike my trouble and urged me leave him alone soon after we returned to his mom’s house, where we ate melon with newly handover subscription barely from my kid brother’s just arrived loan, ￥300. In dorm the possible encountering cops and law enforcement staff from bank haunted my mind while I started reading. Later I jogged as usual. This morning I napped all the morning, for last night my son, woz ported a night in my dorm and too small bed let me lack of sleep. Dad God, we have faith in your salvage after all. Grant me independent finance and focus in my cyberspace startup. Bring me sooner my Royal China to sustain the bright future of young Chinese, as well as due respect of adults in sinking PRC. Thx for the holy affirmative and sunny summer sky since yesterday.