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June 21, 2006
Today, I went to the chat room of English baby. Most people there are very kind. But there is a guy really bother me!!
He speak a lot bad and dirty words on me! All of them are about sex. I'm sooooooo angry! I warned him, but he still speak bad words. I fight him. I won't let him prevail!
What a terrible man! I have a very very very bad impression of the country where he comes from!!! What a shame that he speark bad words in public place!
I just want to practice my Enghish. And I'm very kind. I didn't hurt others. Why he did that to me? Why?
I think everybody should respect other first!
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June 21, 2006
I read this story today, and I’d like share with you.
There is a company want to hire a staffer. This story is the question:
You drive a car in the evening, and encounter a sudden rainstorm. You find there are 3 people waiting for bus on your way home.
First guy is an old man. He is serious ill. May be he would die if he can’t get to the hospital soon.
Second guy is a doctor. He saved you before, and you want to pay back all the time.
The third one is a man/woman. You fall in love with him/her at first sight. Properly, he/she is the Mr./Ms. Right that you looking for.
But your car only can take one more person. Which one will you pick up?
There are 200 candidates, but only one was hired.
The answer of this guy is: Give the key of his car to the doctor and let him take the old man to the hospital. He will stay with the lover in dreams and waiting for the bus.
June 20, 2006
Last weekend, I visited a friend. He had an operation this Monday, because there is a redundant blood vessel on his heart. Lucky, the operation was very successfully, everything goes well.
Oppose to this lucky thing. It’s was sooo sad 3 years ago. A young boy got leukemia. I went to hospital and I hope I could give a hand. When I saw him, I was shocked. He was too thin, can’t move by himself. The only thing that didn’t change was his bright smile. When I talked to his parents, all of them cried. At that time, I found I couldn’t give any help to him. I can’t keep him far away from death though his was only 17 years old. Several months later, he passed away…
I write down this blog, I hope my friend could recover quickly. And I want to talk to everybody: Take care!