我的最新日志

  • today

    2008-7-30

        For me, today is just a day, it's not different from yeaterday, neither the day before. the only special thing is that today is my brother's birthday.

        I treated my brother to see a movie today as I promised him before. there were some horror and adventure movies, such as "the dark night","wanted", and "journey to the center of the earth" which were my favorite. but my brother choosed a comedy "step brothers" which just fitted his style.

        As usual, we snacked a bucket of popcorn and two medrum pepsies while we enjoyed the movie, but today, I haved to share one pepsi with my brother because mines was drop on the dark stair. a girl who was about eight or nine years old sat next to us and she peeped us from time to time with her curious eyes, I thought she might mistake that there was something weird between me and my brother because we shared a drink. for to stop her,  I said:" he's my brother". the girl shrugged her shoulders and said aloud: "so?". I was so embarrassing.

        Anyway, the movie was not as fun as we have imagined. in the movie, the step brothers talked dirty and acted so rude. after the movie, we went to shop at a book atore, I got a fiction for myself and my brother got two. and on the way we came back home, I stoped by a bakery and got a strawberry birthday cake for my brother.

        regretfully, today, I didn't buy my brother a new computer that I have promised him before. for some reasons, I haved to give him a rain check.

       
       
       
  • I don't know what I am saying

    2008-7-26

       For these days, I didn't eat well neither sleep deep. all I did is thought about what my Mom siad at the first time when she arrived home from my hometown:" he's in jail, he's sentenced for six years."
        You are in jail. my God! I felt something pressed my chest and clutched my heart, that made my blood go slow and my body go weak. I felt I wanna cry. but, why I wanna cry? what I cry for? I asked myself, for several years, I said nothing, I did nothing, just because my Dad and  Mom dislike you. and now I still wanna cry? I am so stupid, I told myself again, I really got mad with myself.
        You were one of my childhood buddies who went to the same school with me, and walked on the same laneway back home with me. you were a problem boy who were always in trouble and solving your problems with your fists. you were a evil that my Dad said at the old time, and my Mom always said :"what a shame. he's taken to the detention center again. leave him alone, sweet, don't talk to him." and I nodded my head, but, in my deep heart, there was a strange feeling burning, and this feeling was for you, though you were not my BF, neither my GF,  But, when you walk on the leanway behind me on the way back homes. I felt you always watched me on the back, then I tried to walk fast, but I couldn't, because my blood got freeze and my feet got heavy. then you passed me with your long legs, your smile was so soft and you dimples were so attractive, that always made my face got hot and my heart got beaten. when you play balls on the street with your friends, you once for a while would stop and looked at my window. I knew you were looking, then I hided myself in the yellow curtain, I was afraid to touch your sight. I don't remember how many times I went to your Mom's grocery store, but I remembered that you always stood up and served me, sometimes your friends who played card with you in front of the store flew whistles at me, you always told them to stop and then you told me that I didn't need to care them. I was nervous at first, but I felt unnervous when you talked to me. for so many times, I told myself to forget everything at the back, but I just can't take it away from my memory. how I can do!
  • I have a dream

    2008-7-21

       When I was about nearly five years old, my Dad called on the phone that he promised me he would bought me a birthday cake with twirling mickey mouse on it, that was my first dream, a birthday cake. I waited and I waited, but when the day I was birthday, my Dad didn't showed and my dream was broken.

       A lady who lived next to my old house was a dancer, she had a pair of pink coloured shoes. when I watched them took her feet moving on the colourful rug of her livingroom, that looked so wonderful. then having a pair of pink coloured shoes that became my second dream. but my Mom said:" two hundred yuans even can buy a pair of good quality sneakers." then my second dream was taken away. Yep, I still could get them by myself today, but, pink colour? No!

       By the time when TV series of "huan zhu ge ge" has been popular, I wanted to be a movie star as "zhao wei".

       When my neighbor the dancing lady got married, I wanted to be a beautiful bride.

       When I first time took a plane, I wanted to be a flight attendant

       I still had a dream that I would be a teacher someday, I don't remember when it came up into my mind, but I knew it is impossible to be truth.

       Time flys away, it's 2008 today, none of my dreams became truth. when I gossiped this topic with my friend Anna in my room, she poped her hand on my bed and leaned her head close to me, she said:"maybe you told your dreams to somebody, that made them gone. m...Yeah, that's why! when you made your birthday wishes, you didn't tell anybody, then some of them became truth later on, right?". I smiled, I already knew that, I still have one dream, but it's a secret, I won't tell anybody until the day I got it made.

     

      

  • The kids scared me

    2008-7-18

       One day, I parked my car under the shadow of a tree in front of an apartment, and I read my favorite magazine while I was waiting for my friend whom I usually gave rides to work.

       A blue SUV was coming from the back side of my car and it was stopped next to me, a man who wore a sun-glass showed in the window, he said:"miss, you out?" I shook my head that meant to him that I was not.

       The sun-glass man slided his SUV forward and parked it aside by a fire-hydrant which is an equipment that connects to water lane and uses for in case of emergency of fire, and by the law, cars are not allow to stay twelve feet around it.

       When the side door of SUV was opened, a little girl about five years old and a little boy about six years old jumped out, they ran to the back door when the sun-glass man opened it. the little girl carried a pack of orange juice and rushed to an apartment. when she passed by me, she grinned, there were two cavities appeared on her cute dolly face. the little boy carried a pack of peanut-butter cookies following his sister and he was singing the commercial song which he copied on the TV. when he passed by me, he grinned, there were three carities in his freckled face.

       A woman in blue dress came out from the apartment, she took the stuff from the kids and turned back to the apartment with the sun-glass man.

       The little girl and the little boy ran back to the SUV and climbed up to the front seat. I kept watching them because I wondered why they don't kept unloading the stuff at its back. Just a while, the front window of the SUV was opened and closed, and opened and closed. I saw a freckled face popping out of the window, and then the dolly face was next to it. Oh, my God, I realized that the SUV wasn't turned off, the little girl and the little boy were playing inside of it. How could I do that I asked myself. if I honked them, that would scared them. if I walked to pull them out, they would be scared. but I couldn't just sat here and waited for something to happen. they might played the lever or steped on the oil plate, the SUV might move forward crossing the street, or backward to hit me.

       A sudden, I felt heat washed over my body while cold covered my skin, my forehead was getting sweaty, but my shoulder was freeze. my hands were shivering and my knees went weak. Just at that moment, I saw the sun-glass man and the blue dress womam steped out the apartment, I lean my arm on the window raising my hand for them, I said aloud:"Excuse me, sir, I want to leave now, do you want my spot?" I felt my voice got a little shuddered.

       The sun-glass man walked close to me and said" that's ok, I just unload some stuff."

       " Please, just take my spot, I will leave RIGHT NOW," I said and moved the lever to the D drive.

       The sun-glass man took of his sun glass and streched his hands out that meant to me that he asked me why.

       "Because your kids scared me." I squeacked and pointed to the SUV.

       The man turned and ran to his SUV, the blue dress woman kept saying on his back:" I told you, I told you."

       I moved my car to the next block, but I still heard the woman's scolding and the kids's crying. the carelless man was in trouble.

      

  • The guy in my imagination

    2008-7-13

       Recently, my company hired a new group of people in, one of the guys has only one hand. this news has been spreaded for days, but I just saw him once in the break area two days ago.

       He's about thirty years old, and he has a muscular body with gray T-shirt and blue jeans on it, his black and curly hair that needs to be cut, the moustach almost cover half his rectangular face, and his kind of dark skin look like that he hasn't taken shower for weeks. most of time he kept his left arm in the pocket, I hardly can see from afar that it's taken out without seeing the palm and wrist on it. he kept silent all the time at the break area, he looks like kind of sad and lonely.

       My coworker Yin kept saying:" do you know the new guy yet? how come he's being  here? what happened to him?"

       " Please, stop it, and don't keep your eyes on him, that's embarrassing and hurtful." I told her to stop.

       But , in one of my imagination, he was born with one hand, his mother left him after giving birth because she was drunk and she had him because of her drinking mistake, he was force to live with his poor grandmather who was living on piking up trashes in a small room messed up with trashes round. some kids  sometimes made fun of him  even hit him when they passed by his room. in the evening, he lied down at the corner of the room crying for food. But, when he grew up as an adult, he made a dicision that he would struggle to work hard for his life. that's why he's here in my company to make money to feed his grandmother.

       In another of my imagination, he was the head of the pirates at the middle of the eighteenth century in Euprope. he lost his left hand when he had a fight with another group of pirates. after he lost the battle, he escaped and turned to rob the people by land with few of his survival brothers. One day, he happened to rob a beautiful lady and took her estates. but he found that he fell in love with her, then they got married later on. the lady soon convinced him to be a good person. That's why he's working in my company today making money to surport his family.

       In fact, I know nothing about the guy, and I felt sorry for him, his life must be harder than others. May God bless him.

  • I and my english teacher

    2008-7-10

       My english teacher is my younger brother who's a high school student. he's being my teacher because he touched english earlier than I did. another reason that my brother turned to be my teacher is convienent for me having time to practice my english with him because I couldn't find a person to fit my learning time since I have to work through the weekend.

       Being a student of my brother that sometimes I feel embarrassing, most of time, he would like to said:" sis, do this, and sis, do that." he treat me exactly like his younger sister though I have a lot older than him.

       I also found that my brother like to take advantage of me since I became his student. once I asked:"bro, how do you think of my english? what level it is up to?" 

       " not bad, but kindergarten level." he said with a evil smile.

        another once, I almost hit a car by a stop side on our way to supermarket," hey , sis, your drive sucks." he yelled holding the handlers of front chair.

       "bro, how to say some when someone said you do something suck." I asked after sorry.

       "be concentrated, sis." he looked at me.

       "hey, just a question, I am a good driver." I looked at him back.

       "yeah, you could do better than crap." he grinned.

       "hey, you put not only one dirty worls on me." I cried out.

       "I just answer your question, my sister." he grinned again.

       But, sometimes I have to admit my teacher that he's thoughtfull for me, he set the schedule for me to do a half hour reading once another day under his care ,then he can correct my pronunciation mistake promptly, he opened my mouth to speak when we walk out together, he encouraged me to ask questions anytime and anywhere with english only. he even comforted me when I lost my temper after making mistake of my learning. he's not only my brother and teacher, but also my friend.

     

     

  • my friend Anna

    2008-7-09

       I went shopping yesterday with my best friend Anna, and we both had a great time and be satisfied with what we got.

       Anna and I have been friends since junior high, she is a pretty and smart girl I have never met. she's tall lanky type with nice and black long hair, about 166cm high, the white as snow-white's skin, just because she's a nearly perfect beauty, as I knew that girls were jealous her then always kept her away except me, but boys interested her. unfortunatly, she's only interesting in reading books, but not boys. and she's not just a book reader, but somenoe hungry for books, she is completely comfortable alone in the library with a book than in any other places. with her influence, I now became a bookworm too,  but we not only spend our regular time on reading, but also spend our spare time on hanging around at shopping mall, movie theater, karaoke and beaches, because we knew we are faddist ladies.

       I am happy I have a friend as Anna.

  • my first step

    2008-7-02

       This is my first step here because the system asked me to leave some words when  I just applied for my own space.I feel that I have a lot of things to talk about, but I don't know how to write them down with my poor english.

       since this morning, I have read some people's articles on this blog and I wantet to try to make some writing for improving my english as people did themselves right here. but now I feel a little bit excited even nervous when I move my fingers on the keyboard, I just can not get anything out of my chest. I am crazy!

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