Diary 1

Diary 1

Dear diary (Abbey):

Hey! It’s been a long time? I don’t know. I forgot. How’re you doin’?

Anyway, I wanna tell you something new . I’ve got a lot of good news and as well as some bad news to tell you. Do you mind that I’m seeing you as my best friend (I mean the best)? Only in this way can I be truly myself and speak out loud what’s hidden deep in my heart. Thank you, but you don’t have to pay much attention to it, cause most of them are just bullshits.

I guess this is my first time writing a diary in English. Just forgive me if I make some grammatical mistakes, because this is why I write English diaries, to improve my grammar. Recently, our teacher asked us to write a short paragraph to introduce how to make pork and onion dumplings, then I realized that it’s quite hard to explain a quite normal thing in English. So, here I am, trying to write some in English to rescue my poor English.

Alright, let’s back to the point (lol). First things first, I wanna share some good news with you. Today I visited Alison and this poor guy forgot to bring her key, so we locked outside and walked around a small park the whole afternoon. It was cold outside.we ordered two cups of coffee when we entered the shopping mall and chatted about something not importantFinally, someone saved us. We went back home and had a wonderful dinner time but not a wonderful meal. I don’t like the soup at all. It was weird, green beans with pork and onion, what the hell was that? Hold on, it’s not right, I have to be greatful for her kindness. That place already has became my second home now, I can make my self at home every time I go there. So it was a interesting afternoon, tried something new.

I’m gonna have dinner with Umar tomorrow afternoon (I guess). I’m goona visit five American people next Thursday. That’s right. I’m not kidding, FIVE AMERICAN PEOPLE, FIVE AMERICAN YOUNG PEOPLE or YOUNG ADULTS. I’m sooooooooooooo excited, I can’t believe it too. Did you see how many Os here? I am amazed by my courage (hhhhhhhh), brave enough to capture the opportunity. What’s more? Oh, recently I’m practicing my oral English and pronunciation. Getting up early at 6am and going to a park to practice. My reading is also continuing. Reading my sixth English book, but I still don’t like memorizing vocabularies. I found out that my reading speed is speeding up secretly. I already forgot when I started loving reading, but honestly, I really really really enjoy reading.

Well, when it comes to bad news, I can’t sleep soundly lately and it’s annoying. Waking up so many times at night is not a good thing at all, at least not for me. I just wanna go to bed early and get up early, that’s all. Next thing which pissed me off was, it is always noisy here and there. I still couldn’t understand why those fuckin’ idiots have to shout out when they have only two people talking to each other. I didn’t mean to curse them, just because cursing sometimes makes people feel a little bit better. Oh yeah, tomorrow have a god damned chemical exam about my optional course.

I’m sorry. I just feel not myself currently. I’m trying to pull myself together. Unfortunately, I’m not feel safe anywhere, desperately needed a private zone; a quiet place to hide one way or another. See? This is me. Totally a weirdo. Will you still love me after knowing all of this?

Diary 1

This is me… you must love me for me (maybe)......