1. By the way, I would first have to mention that I try very hard to become perfectionist. Yup, and it was just another fine, ordinary day for me... except when it began raining. I smiled to myself. Despite the fact that it was blazing hot few hours ago, I have brought my umbrella. I stood there admiring my professionalism. (Oh yes... you just got to be professional to be prompt! >0<) I opened my umbrella and headed off home with my head and chin high as other people who didn't have umbrellas looked at me with envy.But as I went on, suddenly I felt betrayed... betrayed by my own umbrella when my hair got stuck in the umbrella bars and pulled my hair right out of my scalp.

2. I am usually busy, or I really try to be. One day, I really had nothing to do at the end of the day. 8pm... it was too early for me to sleep. I started enjoying this free time, oh joy! I sat down in the living room sofa and started watching one of my DVDs. As I was falling deeper toward the TV screen, I felt something. It iches my left forearm. Argh! Mosquito bite! My focus was all transferred from the screen to the mosquito bite. Then, as if it was my instinct, I engraved my bite spot with my nails in the shape of a cross. +

3. I really have to say, I hate school! (Do you agree with me?) Another day with myself hurrying to eat breakfast and go to school, I looked at my wall clock briefly... seven-something. My school starts at 8:00. I knew I still had time. I slowed myself down. I began eating slowly. When I was done eating, I rechecked my homeworks and packed my things. I promised myself that this time, I won't forget to bring my lunch box. I still kept myself busy. I looked at my wall clock again... still seven-something. I was overwhelmed! I never had this much free time in the morning before! Then I saw the TV screen turned on to BBC. (Beep!.. Beep!.. Beep!..) I knew something was wrong, definitely wrong as it counted down 10 seconds for the 8 o'clock morning news.

4. These days, people are so busy with their stuffs. No smiles, no laughs, and no greetings... I was one of them. I seriously regret that and I've been trying so hard to greet anyone I know whenever I could see them. At first I felt awkward but as time went on it wasn't too bad. That hearty feeling you get when you are greeted back can also make you happy. But the awkwardness came back to me when someone greeted me first and I greeted him back. Again, the feeling came back to me... the feeling I get when I make mistakes... "shame". I turned back and there was another guy greeting the person.