New beginning.

Maybe there is a new start for me and my boyfriend. We have something happen. I think that is a adventure for both of us. I should be careful next time. Some sense in my mind is getting strong. However, he doesn't know anything. I cherish every moment share with him. In order to cater to him, I have to used to being lonely. I have to do many things to let him happy. Maybe he consider the true heart I give to him as a matter of course. I know friends are important. But, don't you really believe they will join with you til the end of life? I realize the true from my dad. He says that there is no one can be with you, but you can chose the best one for youself-that is your family. I hope my boyfriend see me as one member of his family. Then I will feel more safty.

If you give a mouse a cookie

There is a real fact in our life. If you give a mouse a cookie, it will want more and more. In the story, the mouse makes difficult problems to the master. It looks like an interesting story. It can also let the child who read this one to force his/ her logic. Although the mouse is cute, he is a trouble maker. Let us feel its interactions with the child. Some people have said that the mouse is a troublesome like his child. When I hear such interesting conversation, I have some thought about that. It really likes a child. The mouse is the child. The child in the story is like the adult in real life. The mouse wants is like the child wants. The same mood between this combinations. It makes me think about the rebellion ages. The time I am a bad girl I think. I want more cares from my dad and mom by rebelling. And forget there are many things have to care by my parents. Day passes away, now, I think that the time I was such a willful girl.

Loving.

I don't know what is love before.

Although I'm fall in love some times, I don't know what it means to me. I gets hurt many times. But I still believe in love. Someday my prince will appear somewhere and sometimes. Psychologist says the reason why people needs love is someone lack of scurity. I have to admit that is true for me.

First love is beautiful for many person,but not for me. In the first love, I think I'm cheated by him, my first lover. Every word he says is wonderful but not real. Every sentence he makes is amazing but unable. That's a good time I stay with him. Nevertheless, he leaves me without reasons. I cry, and cry. Hard time I have dring I lost my lover.

After the sad time, I have some thought about love-Love is not only sweet but also bitter.

I fall in love again. I learn a lesson from last romance so I'll protect myself this time.

A place I study.

I have ever studied in many places. The most wonderful place I think is Starbucks coffee shop.
There has many things let you amaze.

Since I find the place I can study well, I love it immediately. Not only by its clear, but also by its quiet. I can listen my MP5 by myself, read the book I borrow from liberary, and use my NB searching for which informations I need. I also write my own deep thought into my diary there. It's a magic when I alone there. Just like I stay in a place nobody knows. Looking outside, and observing the people fool around the street are interesting, aren't?

That is one of the beautiful things I think that staying in the coffee shop.