The Secret

Metal

tlblog — Thu, 14 Feb 2008 04:05:23 +0000

It is a piece of metal shaped as a circle, with a head on the front and writing on the back. It is the penny. The smallest unit for money. The currency that is almost abandoned in China. Nonetheless the pennies still exist! Yes, I wasn’t mistaking it. The supermarket clerk just gave back the changes to my father, and few of them were pennies. I snatched the pennies from my father’s hand and examined them carefully. I wasn’t impressed by the materials that the penny is made of nor the design of it. I was just surprised that people still use penny in America.

Pillow

tlblog — Wed, 13 Feb 2008 04:30:27 +0000

I don’t understand why some people can tolerate random people to to mess with their beds. I wouldn’t want anyone to mess with it. I love my bed and I want to keep it as clean as it can be. In the morning the first thing I do when I get up is to make my bed. At night, the last thing I do before I go to sleep is to dust my comforter, and pad my pillows. I spend so much time on my bed; I read on my bed, watch TV lying on the bed, etc. I’m so close to my bed.

Hair

tlblog — Tue, 12 Feb 2008 04:06:30 +0000

Mom told me a girl should always have long hair. She has long hair for her whole life, so I did too until I was sixteen. At the age of sixteen, my hair was long enough to reached my hips. My hair is silky smooth and straight. I love it, especially when it’s long. I would never want to cut it if I wasn’t informed that there are people with cancer that lost the hair due to the chemotherapy. My hair was cut to a length above my shoulder a week after I was acknowledged of this fact. I donated my hair and wished it could bring someone some smiles. It did, conformed by the letter I received one month later.

Who

tlblog — Tue, 05 Feb 2008 21:42:57 +0000

You were the one who said hi, and you were also the one said bye.

You were the one who gave me your phone number, and you were the one who asked me to delete your phone number.

You were the one who called to have a chat, and you were also the one who hang up on me.

You were the one who comforted me when I was upset, but you were also the one who made me mad.

You were the one who wanted a talk, who turned the back on me and walked away.

My dear friend next time please just don’t start!

Victory

tlblog — Tue, 05 Feb 2008 02:39:43 +0000

It was silent in the classroom. Even the sound of a pin dropped on the floor can be heard. We lost the girl relay race because of the miscounting. No one wants to talk, not our teacher, not the monitor of the class, and not even the big mouth of our class. I guess we were disappointed. We were supposed to be the best. We have been winning for the four years since the first grade. Everyone was expecting the victory this year as well. It seemed like the small mistake did ruined us, until my teacher raised and said “I’m going to talk to the judge.”

Standard

tlblog — Mon, 04 Feb 2008 04:40:07 +0000

“She is so lucky, she is the star. She crys crys crys in her lonely heart. Thinking…” This song seems to tell us about what was Britney really thinking. A seventeen years old girl that tried to live up to everyone else’s expectations. The standard ways of being a perfect super star stressed her out. She wasn’t happy; I wasn’t happy when I had to live up to other people’s expectations all the time. Being a straight “A” student, being perfect all the time, I lost myself to these staandards. Many times I tried to run away from the problem. Someday I will succeed in being myself. They are different actions, but same reactions-we will fight back.

Fresh

tlblog — Sun, 03 Feb 2008 02:18:26 +0000

On the New Year’s Eve of 2002, mom was sent to the hospital’s emergency room by the ambulance. She was diagnosed with serious illness. She was hospitalized for few weeks. The suffers that the illness gave her made her realized that health is the most important thing of life. It was a fresh new beginning for her when she came home from the hospital. Lots changes took place, change of the eating habit, daily routine, etc. She was successful on her revolution. The most recent blood test she had showed everything within the standard. I’m glad she made it; it was a long way to come this far.

Airports

tlblog — Sat, 02 Feb 2008 04:42:47 +0000

Airport is a place where many different stories take place. People come and go leaving their moments there. Everyone is different and so are the stories they left behind. In the waiting area of gate 5, the girl is reading a book named “Secret”. Why is reading the book? Who recommended the book to her? This moment is telling the unique life story of hers. Some people may have noticed her, some may not. One thing for sure, she left something behind in this airport. The airport is recording moments from everyone that has been there. It is a place of memory.

Punctuality

tlblog — Fri, 01 Feb 2008 03:44:25 +0000

I was very surprised when my psychology teacher told us how distinct the views of time can be in different cultures. Having lived in two distinct culture-China and America, I was taught to be a punctual person. In either China or America, students are punished if they are late to class; workers get less pay when they are late to their job. Punctuality seems to be the most important rule in these two countries. In India, professors are usually late to the class; the chairman is the last person to arrive at the meeting. Lateness is not consider rude in India, rather it’s being consider politeness. What a difference?!

Squash

tlblog — Wed, 30 Jan 2008 21:31:32 +0000

While I was packing, I told myself the next time I have to travel I will bring two suit cases, one filled, one empty. For a simple reason, I buy too many things. It was the first time that I ever have to travel by myself. Had no experience, I made a huge mistake on estimatiming what I would have to bring back. Thanks to my suitemate. If she didn’t insisted on me bringing the bigger suit case that I have, I would probably have to buy a new suit case when I came back to school. After all everything did fit, because I squashed them.

That’s it for now…until tomorrow^^