<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427</id><updated>2011-08-02T11:05:10.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English Writing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-7087825611347770658</id><published>2010-06-19T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T11:08:35.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reflection of “Aging in the Land of the Young”</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face	{font-family:新細明體;	panose-1:2 2 3 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;	mso-font-alt:PMingLiU;	mso-font-charset:136;	mso-generic-font-family:roman;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:3 137232384 22 0 1048577 0;}@font-face	{font-family:"\@新細明體";	panose-1:2 2 3 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;	mso-font-charset:136;	mso-generic-font-family:roman;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:3 137232384 22 0 1048577 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0cm;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:none;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:新細明體;	mso-font-kerning:1.0pt;} /* Page Definitions */ @page	{mso-page-border-surround-header:no;	mso-page-border-surround-footer:no;}@page Section1	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt;	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;	mso-header-margin:42.55pt;	mso-footer-margin:49.6pt;	mso-paper-source:0;	layout-grid:18.0pt;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;This article is talking about what effects aging will bring to our lives and what mental and physical problems the elderly will face. Some of the various situations are that we even cannot expect from our present views. That might be because we have not experienced it. Sometimes, we may not be thoughtful, careful, and mature enough, so we will ignore the emotion of the old. We also do not feel their loneliness; instead, we usually consider our own feelings selfishly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each conditions mentioned in the article made me have a stirring of emotion. Every situation made me think of my parents. They work hard constantly to support our family. Suddenly, I realized that my parents are getting older and older while we are growing up. I began to reflect upon myself because I think that I am frequently busy doing my own things and considering my won life. Besides, I felt sorry that I am seldom concerned about them. Therefore, I told myself that I should be a considerate, warm daughter and consider their feelings as much as I can. In addition, I should seize the chances to love my parents lest I would feel regretful one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-7087825611347770658?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7087825611347770658/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/reflection-of-aging-in-land-of-young.html#comment-form' title='20 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/7087825611347770658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/7087825611347770658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/reflection-of-aging-in-land-of-young.html' title='The Reflection of “Aging in the Land of the Young”'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-5918237230326351387</id><published>2010-06-16T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T01:04:19.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Feast @ RED STEAK</title><content type='html'>It was happy time for me to have a big meal &lt;br /&gt;with my dear senior sisters and brothers who I like so much again.&lt;br /&gt;It was a wonderful and delicious feast again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there is something different this time. &lt;br /&gt;We chose to have a big dinner at a higher class restaurant, &lt;br /&gt;And we freshmen have to pay, too (It does not matter!)&lt;br /&gt;Beside, the most important thing is that the senior is going to graduate from NCHU and study at another school for her Master's degree. &lt;br /&gt;She is going to leave us! (That makes us feel happy and sad at the same time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, we planned to order different dishes and then share with one another. But, interestingly, most of us had the same taste, so we chose the same kind of dish. Luckily, my order was totally different from both of my senior brothers, who sat beside me. Therefore, I had the chances to taste various delicious foods. How kind and considerate the junior brother is! He shared all his food with me and served for me voluntarily. (Oh my God! You are really gentle and sweet. ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us chatted about all sorts of subjects happily without concealing any secrets. Maybe, we should call such a conversation as gossip. Anyway, because we are close enough so that we can share our private feelings, thing at ease sometimes. That's because each of us is always willing to listen to one another and then give some pieces of sincere advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, during the meal time, the senior sister seldom talked anything. We felt a little bit weird about that, but we guess that might be because she did not know what to say. Perhaps, she would like to seize the last precious chance that we could get together to carefully memorize the characteristic and face of every members in the family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, we prepared a beautiful watch and a card which was actually a jigsaw as a graduation present for the senior. And I brought up a good idea to give it to her in a special way. In order to give her a surprise, we asked a waitress to serve it for her. As a result, she was surprised and touched by us, and her tears were running in her eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, each of us still talked happily with one another. I cannot help expressing my feeling again. Every time after having a meal with my families in school, we really want to say, " I like you so much, guys!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate for everything happened to me and everyone around me in my life. I am a lucky girl because I can meet nice people who treat me really kind and well all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/TBiEjm5c28I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ib-8gpUaGv4/s1600/DSC01677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/TBiEjm5c28I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ib-8gpUaGv4/s640/DSC01677.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-5918237230326351387?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/5918237230326351387/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/graduation-feast-red-steak.html#comment-form' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/5918237230326351387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/5918237230326351387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/graduation-feast-red-steak.html' title='Graduation Feast @ RED STEAK'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/TBiEjm5c28I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ib-8gpUaGv4/s72-c/DSC01677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-4131109490366463686</id><published>2010-06-14T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:51:42.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part-time Job 2 --- Tutor</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype name="country-region" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face	{font-family:新細明體;	panose-1:2 2 3 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;	mso-font-alt:PMingLiU;	mso-font-charset:136;	mso-generic-font-family:roman;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:3 137232384 22 0 1048577 0;}@font-face	{font-family:"\@新細明體";	panose-1:2 2 3 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;	mso-font-charset:136;	mso-generic-font-family:roman;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:3 137232384 22 0 1048577 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0cm;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:none;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:新細明體;	mso-font-kerning:1.0pt;} /* Page Definitions */ @page	{mso-page-border-surround-header:no;	mso-page-border-surround-footer:no;}@page Section1	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt;	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;	mso-header-margin:42.55pt;	mso-footer-margin:49.6pt;	mso-paper-source:0;	layout-grid:18.0pt;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Last Saturday, I did one thing that is new, challengeable for me, as a tutor. It is the other part-time job of mine. It is a job that my junior sister, Winnie, gave to me because she will be much busier in the following year than now. Therefore, she decided to let to take over her job after she considered thoroughly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It is my pleasure to win her trust and then get this nice job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It seemed a little difficult for me to handle two kids' conditions; especially one of them is always out of control. They are elementary school students; the sister is fifth grade, and the brother is third grade. What I have to do is help them to finish all the homework, review English, and lead them to read some English materials. Sometimes, I may need to play games with them and keep them company if we have extra time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Their parents are kind dentists who value their children's education very much, so I have better remind myself of taking this job more seriously, earnestly all the time. The girl named &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Frances&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is always good; she will study, do her duties spontaneously. She needs no one to urge her again and again. Also, she will help me to have her brother in good manner. She is really a well-behaved, outstanding girl. However, the boy named Alan cannot be concentrate on his homework because of impatience. He will run around, play his toys constantly instead of sitting still and studying. I think the biggest problem that I have to overcome as their tutor might be that I still have look for the best way to get along with the naughty boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Cheer up! Both jobs, including as a waitress or a tutor, have become parts of my responsibility. I have to be strong, independent enough to shoulder these duties, and do my best as much as possible because I need to be responsible for all my behaviors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;These are great chances for me to learn more experience, lessons that I cannot learn from textbooks, so I have to seize them. Never give up easily no matter what troubles, problems I will meet in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-4131109490366463686?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4131109490366463686/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/part-time-job-2-tutor.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/4131109490366463686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/4131109490366463686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/part-time-job-2-tutor.html' title='Part-time Job 2 --- Tutor'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-684706877082200656</id><published>2010-06-14T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T05:31:12.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part-time Job 1 ---Waitress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I got a part-time job as a waitress in a Japanese restaurant a few weeks ago. The assistant manager there was my aunt's good friend, so I got a chance to interview. Then, I was employed and got my first job. I was so happy that I could not wait to tell my mom, older sister about the good news immediately as soon as I finished the interviewing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The occasions of my work are all in wedding feasts. What I need to do is serve the dishes and cleans dirty plates, tables for guests. In addition, I have to walk around fast, constantly during work time because we should provide service for every guest at once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;At first, my condition was all in a mess because it was the first time that I faced such a busy situation and I was not familiar with the work enough. As a waitress, I had to deal with many different kind of situation and try hard to meet supervisors' expectation. Besides, what the most important is that I have to fulfill customers' demands as much as we can all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank to some of my seniors, especially the boy who was assigned to teach me, I could finish my work smoothly at last. He would be concerned with if I could handle all the condition, if I felt tired at any time. If he found that something was getting out of my control, he would come to help me. I felt very happy, fortunate, and grateful to him because of his careful, thoughtful, warm, and kind heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I could remember that I was exhausted and then felt sore all over my body during the following days after my first working day. It was an unforgettable experience that made me realize how toilsome my parents are in order to raise the home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear senior, 小鋒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I promise that I will try to learn everything well and be adapt to the environment as soon as possible. I will also work as hard as I can! Thank a lot for your consideration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-684706877082200656?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/684706877082200656/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/part-time-job-1-waitress.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/684706877082200656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/684706877082200656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/part-time-job-1-waitress.html' title='Part-time Job 1 ---Waitress'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-5070248693433035363</id><published>2010-06-04T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T00:34:41.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happy, Relaxed Weekend with GAKIs---Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype name="City" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face	{font-family:新細明體;	panose-1:2 2 3 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;	mso-font-alt:PMingLiU;	mso-font-charset:136;	mso-generic-font-family:roman;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:3 137232384 22 0 1048577 0;}@font-face	{font-family:"\@新細明體";	panose-1:2 2 3 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;	mso-font-charset:136;	mso-generic-font-family:roman;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:3 137232384 22 0 1048577 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0cm;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:none;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:新細明體;	mso-font-kerning:1.0pt;}span.dct-tt	{mso-style-name:dct-tt;}span.wbtrmn	{mso-style-name:wbtr_mn;} /* Page Definitions */ @page	{mso-page-border-surround-header:no;	mso-page-border-surround-footer:no;}@page Section1	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt;	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;	mso-header-margin:42.55pt;	mso-footer-margin:49.6pt;	mso-paper-source:0;	layout-grid:18.0pt;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Continue…. Sorry! It seems to be a long time ago….hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;May 16, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It was a sunny day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I woke up early in the morning. I did not know why I could get up early even though I went to bed a little bit late last night. Maybe, that』s because I was so excited about the following schedule. In such a comfortable, tranquil morning, I took a walk around the house alone to enjoy the nature beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Then, most of GAKIs also woke up when I came back to our place. We had &lt;span class="dct-tt"&gt;porridge and some dishes as breakfast. We talked and had our meal together in a god mood. After that, we prepared to leave for our next destination, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="wbtrmn"&gt;Shanlinchi &lt;/span&gt;forest recreation area (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 新細明體;"&gt;杉林溪森林遊樂區&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;). We took about three or four hours to act in the forest recreation area. A great group of people played games, sang songs, talked to one another while going mountain climbing on such a cloudless day. It really made us feel tired because we had to walk up and then walk down constantly as the terrain rises and falls. However, it actually made me released from the pressure from my daily life and also made me feel relaxed. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Then, we found somewhere to have our lunch, and went back to &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Taichung&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; in each motorcade. At last, all of us were back to the school safe and sound, and took a picture together as a precious memory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Perhaps, someone will think that the schedule is boring. But, as far as I am concerned, the destination is not the most important thing. What』s more important is the journey that I can spend with those I like happily together. In addition, we are able to know one anther better through the journey because we can see the different sides of each person that we cannot find in our daily lives. That』s quite interesting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-5070248693433035363?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/5070248693433035363/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-relaxed-weekend-with-gakis-part.html#comment-form' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/5070248693433035363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/5070248693433035363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-relaxed-weekend-with-gakis-part.html' title='The Happy, Relaxed Weekend with GAKIs---Part II'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-3192156353696490213</id><published>2010-06-03T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T03:34:47.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reflection of “Peaceful Warrior”</title><content type='html'>It is a movie that was edited from a novel named “Way of The Peaceful Warrior”. It is combined with part of fiction and part of autobiography. This story is based on the early life of the author, Dan Millman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a university student and a locally famous gymnast. He can get good grades in school and win pretty girls’ hearts. Everything in his life seems very smooth. As far as we are concerned, if we could live a life like Dan’s, we should feel content. However, Dan feels annoyed with his life due to some uncertain factors. Then, he meets an old man and this old man guide him to find out the exit of his complex mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the story tells of a chance meeting with a gas station attendant who becomes a spiritual teacher to the young gymnast, Dan Millman. The attendant who Millman nicknames Socrates becomes a kind of father figure and teaches Millman how to become a Peaceful Warrior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, the central concept of “Socrates’ philosophy” is this: that one must live entirely in the present moment.&lt;br /&gt;There are some quotes that make me impressive and give lessons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Take out the trash from what's inside your head."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Where are you? Here. What time is it? Now. Who are you? This moment."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It tells me that I should seize the present moment, never think too much something complicated, and gather all my concentration on what I want to do. I think it is really a difficult lesson even though most of us know it. Maybe, we will be able to do that if we try hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It is the journey that gives us happiness, not the destination."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes, we will care about the outcome too much. In order to achieve our goals, we may ignore the process that we make efforts. But, actually we should enjoy our happiness and sense of success from the way of reaching the targets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Everyone wants to tell you what to do and what's good for you. They don't want you to find your own answers, they want you to believe theirs."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Be the masters of ourselves! Listen to our hearts. Try to find out the real thoughts in the mind. Also, to become a real adult, we should learn how to think independently and how to be responsible to our behaviors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is a quite good movie. If you are available, you should see it indeed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-3192156353696490213?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/3192156353696490213/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/reflection-of-peaceful-warrior.html#comment-form' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/3192156353696490213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/3192156353696490213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/06/reflection-of-peaceful-warrior.html' title='The Reflection of “Peaceful Warrior”'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-120400931459899845</id><published>2010-05-24T10:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T10:03:22.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happy, Relaxed Weekend with GAKIs---Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face	{font-family:新細明體;	panose-1:2 2 3 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;	mso-font-alt:PMingLiU;	mso-font-charset:136;	mso-generic-font-family:roman;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:3 137232384 22 0 1048577 0;}@font-face	{font-family:"\@新細明體";	panose-1:2 2 3 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;	mso-font-charset:136;	mso-generic-font-family:roman;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:3 137232384 22 0 1048577 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0cm;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:none;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:新細明體;	mso-font-kerning:1.0pt;} /* Page Definitions */ @page	{mso-page-border-surround-header:no;	mso-page-border-surround-footer:no;}@page Section1	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt;	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;	mso-header-margin:42.55pt;	mso-footer-margin:49.6pt;	mso-paper-source:0;	layout-grid:18.0pt;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;May, 15, 2010 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It was the day that I had expected for a long time. I was excited to go on a tour with GAKIs (They are the members in the chorus. We are so close like family members that sometimes we can share the secrets in our minds with one another.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;This time, we went to Nantou for our two-day-one-night tour, and the weather was comfortable, sunny and windy on average, yet a little rainy later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Our way of transportation is by motorcycle. We were separated into three motorcades, and each departed in turn. Luckily, the person who rode the motorbike and took me all the way was my good friend, A-juan. We were originally quite familiar, close with each other so that we would not feel embarrassed, or did not know how to get along with each other. It is very attractive, interesting way of tour for me because I am able to directly enjoy the comfortable feeling that beautiful scenery and the nature bring to my body and my mind. Besides, I personally like not only the carefree feeling of fooling around by motorbike but also the cool feeling that the breeze fans my face, my hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;We spent a little bit long time to arrive our destination. We took a walk and act around the Chi-chi train station (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 新細明體;"&gt;集集火車站&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 新細明體;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, walking along the rail, taking pictures, and having a lot of fun. We ate some delicious fried mushrooms and bananas. Then, we went to a place where we only needed to pay 6 NT. dollars for an ice-lolly. The ice-lolly had many different kinds of flavor, tasted not bad and they were really very cheap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Afternoon, it began to rain, so we had to ride to the place where we wanted to stay that night as soon as possible. We all got a little bit wet after reaching our destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;After having dinner, we had some activities, playing a drama each group. Then, most of us played card games, Truth or Dare, The Killer till late in the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It was happy, unforgettable day because I could be with those who I like and share happiness with them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-120400931459899845?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/120400931459899845/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-relaxed-weekend-with-gakis-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/120400931459899845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/120400931459899845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-relaxed-weekend-with-gakis-part-i.html' title='The Happy, Relaxed Weekend with GAKIs---Part I'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-3740046187537630707</id><published>2010-05-10T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T05:50:21.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A One-day Tour of DFLL at Flying-cow Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S-f_XjVEpaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0kVLQfMxY0g/s1600/DSC01420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was May 5, 2010&lt;br /&gt;It was the first extracurricular activity after mid-term exam. Although I have been to the place where we wanted to go, I was a little excited about it because I could go out with my friends, seniors and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up earlier than usual because we had to arrive at the meeting place on time. But seldom people looked tired. Maybe we were going to go on an outing instead of going to school, so we seemed not to feel tired or anxious for the insufficient sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the tour bus, we once planned to sing karaoke or see movies at first. But there are only two tiny screens on the bus so that we could not see the images on both of them clearly. So most of people on the bus chose to see the scenery outside the windows, and then fall asleep accidentally. (Hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting our destination, we began to move on our own. Because of the sunny, hot weather, each of us could not help buying a milk ice cream cone as soon as we saw the stores. My heart was full of happiness after having a taste of it, which had rich milky aroma. Besides, I thought that the taste of the ice cream was so fantastic that we would never forget it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We barbecued in the camping area during the lunch time. There were various kinds of food on the table for each group. We felt quite hungry and could not wait to eat. But what we should do before starting to eat was making a fire. It was lucky that the time we spent to make a fire was not too long, so we barbecued soon. The foods are not bad and pretty much, especially meat. We really felt full and satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S-f9iVHpdfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AfVkrzcMtbI/s1600/29419_119663414719085_100000262809691_240753_3293916_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S-f9iVHpdfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AfVkrzcMtbI/s400/29419_119663414719085_100000262809691_240753_3293916_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S-f9fUqDPGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/b4OinXUtmY4/s1600/DSC01473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S-f9fUqDPGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/b4OinXUtmY4/s400/DSC01473.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were many kinds of cute animals such as cows, sheep, goats, rabbits, and such on the farm. During this outing, I experienced one thing that made feel interesting. I milked the cow for the first time. The feeling of touching its warm nipples is unspeakably strange. Besides, I saw a special kind of butterfly, which looked like a withered leaf. I really had deep impression of these two things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a wonderful day! Everything is nice: good weather, good views, delicious foods, and my dear friends and seniors. I thought that we had fun even though we just walked around the farm. 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 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;A student should do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It is the mid-term exam that makes me suffer so much pressure. Perhaps, it is because I do not focus on my study so much that I have to make efforts to make up the neglect of my own duty as a student during mid-term exam. Some of my classmates do not have such a problem because they study hard all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It seems a good time, chance for me to reflect on my past daily lives in the last term. I am aware of that I have too many extracurricular activities, and also indulge in the happiness from those activities too much. Therefore, I lost the sense of responsibility to carry out what a student should do gradually. In order to prevent that worse condition of my study, such as flunking an exam or a course, will happens to me, I made my mind to concentrate more on it. I decided to spend my weekends in the library in the future except for going home. After all, what I can do in the library is limited, including studying, reading, seeing movies, which all benefits my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Something complicated made confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;A good guy who is a senior of mine showed up and came into my life. At first sight, I did not know why, but I had to admit he really caught my eye so that we wanted to understand him more. A period of time passed, we became friends because we take the same elective course and attend the same club. We always get along well with other, and we can talk happily with each other all the time. He also expresses his concern for me like my brother. In his presence, an independent, strong girl like me suddenly became a girl who needs to be attended. It is really weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Lately, our relationship seems to become better and better even to an unspeakable extent. He is usually willing to keep me company if he is available. We will go to the library for study and go out to have meals together, only he and me. Besides, some of his conduct makes me feel confused that he regards me as a common friend, a close friend like his younger sister, or someone else. For example, first, he did many things that touched my heart indeed. Second, he will frequently feed me like a couple of lovers will do when we have meals together. There are still a lot of matters that makes my thinking complex, confused. He is so sweet, considerate that I strong suspect that I have had a crush on him. However, it bothers my mind that he makes me tend to be accustomed to his company, and want to rely on him involuntarily. I am afraid that I will lose myself gradually, so I try to control my mind, oppress my emotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Will it be my first love? I do not know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-7372204993056809252?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7372204993056809252/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/04/lately.html#comment-form' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/7372204993056809252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/7372204993056809252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/04/lately.html' title='Lately...'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-4837153001040031529</id><published>2010-04-10T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T23:58:17.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kind of Self-abuse ?  Nervousness and Anxiety</title><content type='html'>It was a stressful day for me that I had two oral presentations in a row on this Wednesday afternoon. Also, because of these, I did not feel hungry at all. Maybe I was too nervous and too anxious. One of the presentations that I had to do was in an elective course called Copy Culture and Consumerism, which is basically all lectured in English. Even though I am an English major student, I still think taking this course a quite challengeable task. Sometimes, what we need to do in this class is even more difficult than those in some required courses. For instance, I have to read a lengthy article, which context contains about more than thirty pages, and make a summary. Then, we must present it individually for about ten minutes. Due to not having enough time to prepare it well, I thought that my presentation was not well-organized. (What a pity it was!) What I could say was that it was fortunate that I got through with this work smoothly at last. But, I cannot be too excited about it because there is still a lot of hard work waiting for me to carry out in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody asked me why I chose the course, which exhausts me so much. In fact, I hesitated for a long time about that if I really wanted to take this course. For many times, I really wanted to quit this course, escape from this challenge, and live a relaxed life. However, I made up my mind to face this hard work bravely. The reasons are as follow: First, I thought that the name of the course sounded quite interesting, and also made me feel curious about it. Second, it was possible that I could improve my English abilities much more and trained myself to be more courageous and confident on the stage by taking it. Third, I must keep my promise with my friend Sally to take this course together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, I am convinced that I will definitely gain something meaningful even though I have to pay so many efforts on it. I expect myself to make it! But, somebody thought that I was really crazy; they did not understand why I treated myself like this, making myself so busy and tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the song that we chorus are going to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8y_inmM3pug&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8y_inmM3pug&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-4837153001040031529?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4837153001040031529/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/04/kind-of-self-abuse-nervousness-and.html#comment-form' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/4837153001040031529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/4837153001040031529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/04/kind-of-self-abuse-nervousness-and.html' title='A Kind of Self-abuse ?  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But, I have to practice singing earlier than before, and I cannot play volley lately. That’s because our club will have a chorus performance in May, and I hope that I can spend more time focusing on singing, and let my progress catch up with, even surpass others. In addition, my finger and knee got hurt, so I have a reasonable excuse for not going to play volley ball. Then, I thought I can make use of the situation to take a rest and release from the exhausted life temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, I thought that my life will be colorful and full of joy all the time because the members in the chorus, the teammates in the ball team, and my dear friends in the college really made me fell warm and well-beloved. I do not want lost anyone of them indeed. However, I seemed to gradually indulge in the joyful life too much. Also, I have been accustomed to rely on them and hope they can usually keep me company. I did not awake from happy world until something unpleasant happened to me recently in the club. It seemed like a complex thing, and made me feel somehow uncomfortable, confused, lonely, and a little down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank to the things, I was able to calm down, and had a reflection to my daily life again. I realized that my weakness, frailty appeared, but I did want anyone, especially males, to find this. For me, it is such a terrible thing to rely on others. I frequently hope that I need not to be protected by others, and I need not to rely on others’ help. Instead, I expect I can become an independent, hardy, and strong-minded girl. That’s because I am convince that feeble personality will make one vulnerable one day. Therefore, I told myself females and males are all equal individuals, and we girls cannot be so delicate that we always need boys’ assistance. I do not want anybody, especially those whom I love, to worry about me, so I have started to learn how to take good care of myself at an early age. Even though I will feel a little hard and lonely sometime, I will pretend that I am ok and try hard to make myself enjoy the time that I can spend alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further, I thought it is improper that I pour too much of my heart to those leisure activities rather than my study. I have to rethink what my college life should be. Is it what I want? Do I really know what kind of life I am living? Am I really happy? Do I really think that everything is paid off and meaningful? Is my life too busy so that I cannot concentrate on everything? Should I cut off some activities so that I can focus on my study much more? After all, a saying goes, “You cannot sell the cow and drink the milk.” So, it seems to be the time for me to adjust that pace of my life, and reset a long-term goal for my future. Although I am still in my fresh year, I do not want to have any regret at all in my college life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-5209894461764297651?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/5209894461764297651/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/04/pondering.html#comment-form' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/5209894461764297651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/5209894461764297651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/04/pondering.html' title='Pondering'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-7603108199196068722</id><published>2010-03-27T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T19:45:49.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lately, it seems that my mind is in turmoil sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;I am a little eager to fall in love with somebody. &lt;br /&gt;I hope that my Mr. Right will appear soon. &lt;br /&gt;Why such a crazy thought came up to me? &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, many friends and classmates around me are seeing with others now. &lt;br /&gt;Then, I will spend more time staying alone. &lt;br /&gt;If I do not have to practice volley ball or singing (chorus), I will feel anxious, bored, and even lonely. &lt;br /&gt;In other words, I hope that somebody keeps me company all the time so that I hope I have a boyfriend who can always accompany me. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I am gradually becoming more and more reliable on others. &lt;br /&gt;As a result, I can hardly be concentrated on doing my own business occasionally when I am alone because I might be lost in abstraction and just begin to have a bee in my bonnet. &lt;br /&gt;By the way, strangely, while I am desirable for a beautiful love, I am also afraid that I will get hurt from the love and lose myself at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I have repressed my emotions for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Although I have a crush on someone, I just do not have courage to express my feelings. (Maybe, he has the same feelings. But, I am not sure because his attitude is uncertain. I really do not know what to do exactly.) &lt;br /&gt;In addition, I am afraid that the guy will be frightened if I am on the initiative.&lt;br /&gt;That might because I think that I am not good enough to be loved by someone, and also it seems not a proper time for me, a person who have to focus on study, to fall in love with someone. &lt;br /&gt;It is really such an incompatible, complex state of mind, and I think it is not a good condition for me!&lt;br /&gt;So, I wish I can get rid of this complicated mentality, no longer be bothered by those troublesome conditions, and go back to a simple world again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cool MV from Korea&lt;br /&gt;I think it shows that females are sexy and also powerful! I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ut7bCEcRcnU&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ut7bCEcRcnU&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also a cool, creative MV from a Korean singer, G-dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PMwWxmrQSGE&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PMwWxmrQSGE&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-7603108199196068722?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7603108199196068722/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/03/mood.html#comment-form' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/7603108199196068722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/7603108199196068722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/03/mood.html' title='Mood'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-3111008774676107429</id><published>2010-03-21T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T08:43:12.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossip Time - Having  dinner with my seniors</title><content type='html'>It was the reunion that I had expected for a long time. It was so happy for me to have a meal with my seniors and talk about our daily lives, future plans, and something interesting with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, we went a nice restaurant call “ Bloody Sonsy Moss”, which ambience was comfortable and foods are not bad. But, we waited for our servings over one hour so that we were almost starving to death, lose our patience, and also absolutely felt a little unhappy, disappointed to the waiters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the happy time, I did not know how I dare to ask my seniors something a little private, such as love. Maybe, that’s because alcohol made feel excited. Or, it’s just because I felt much closer with one another and we understood one another much more. Beside, all of us shared lots of secrets about ourselves and others. And we had to keep promises not to leak out anything.XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of my family members have plans: &lt;br /&gt;Louise, who is a senior, wants to be a junior high school English teacher after graduation. So, she has been preparing for lots of exams lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter, who is a junior, plans to go abroad to America during this summer vacation. He hopes to broaden his vision, experience different culture, and use English practically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eiger, who is a sophomore, has a very cool plan that is he wants to ride his motorcycle back to Kaohsiung alone. And along the way, he will take many photos of beautiful scenery. One day, I hope that I can do such a cool thing when I am still young!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that my seniors are nice, outstanding and always guide me, make a good example for me; most important of all, they made me feel warm and be loved.   &lt;br /&gt;I really like each of them, my family members in the school, very much!&lt;br /&gt;And the love for them will be everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter, I, Winnie, and Louise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6eOV4v31pI/AAAAAAAAADk/V-Q8e5tP8bg/s1600-h/DSC01107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6eOV4v31pI/AAAAAAAAADk/V-Q8e5tP8bg/s400/DSC01107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451482380616849042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce, Howard, and Eiger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6eOiI6VSMI/AAAAAAAAADs/Xwr81OVpahs/s1600-h/DSC01104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6eOiI6VSMI/AAAAAAAAADs/Xwr81OVpahs/s400/DSC01104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451482591114119362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6eOxYtJywI/AAAAAAAAAD0/N2t4481HfLk/s1600-h/DSC01126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6eOxYtJywI/AAAAAAAAAD0/N2t4481HfLk/s400/DSC01126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451482853051845378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a good photo. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6eO5qVHlJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/uIn6G4Gk8Ck/s1600-h/DSC01127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6eO5qVHlJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/uIn6G4Gk8Ck/s400/DSC01127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451482995221828754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-3111008774676107429?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/3111008774676107429/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/03/gossip-time-having-dinner-with-my.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/3111008774676107429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/3111008774676107429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/03/gossip-time-having-dinner-with-my.html' title='Gossip Time - Having  dinner with my seniors'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6eOV4v31pI/AAAAAAAAADk/V-Q8e5tP8bg/s72-c/DSC01107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-8839322570801806817</id><published>2010-03-15T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T07:20:29.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>March, 11, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the day that the national chorus contest of central region was held. We had prepared hard for this day that we fought for glory since last semester. All of our members got out of bed early in the cold morning to make up and dress up.&lt;br /&gt;After getting on the bus, we were asked to talk with one another at lowest voice all the way to the destination. The conductor hoped that we could keep awake and make our throats warm up at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before performing on the stage, we practiced for a while and the conductor reminded us some details that we should notice. When we were waiting for walking onto the stage, I felt a little bit nervous so I made deep breath constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;On the stage, I totally paid attention to the feeling that the songs want to express and enjoyed the happiness of singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;-----Perfect Performance!  Excellent! ^^-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6YoV0JRArI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NNGY9KvlyDg/s1600-h/P3110009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6YoV0JRArI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NNGY9KvlyDg/s400/P3110009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451088754218435250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6YoqdwWz3I/AAAAAAAAADE/7xRqr0QPQmQ/s1600-h/P3110017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6YoqdwWz3I/AAAAAAAAADE/7xRqr0QPQmQ/s400/P3110017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451089108985630578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6YpcnC9OBI/AAAAAAAAADM/HjnC6CCnRhU/s1600-h/P3110018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6YpcnC9OBI/AAAAAAAAADM/HjnC6CCnRhU/s400/P3110018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451089970473023506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my perfroming siut, a elegant,black dress.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, we are free!” I thought. We felt very happy relieved from the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;We took many pictures to make a beautiful, precious memory for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, we got great grades, a high-class triumph!&lt;br /&gt;Just in the evening, we went to eat self-service hot pot for celebrating our success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S55Afg6nwRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-7g425guo38/s1600-h/DSC01264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S55Afg6nwRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-7g425guo38/s400/DSC01264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448863509320810770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-8839322570801806817?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/8839322570801806817/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html#comment-form' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/8839322570801806817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/8839322570801806817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6YoV0JRArI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NNGY9KvlyDg/s72-c/P3110009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-7860738093077118910</id><published>2010-03-08T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T07:32:09.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Fruit---we got the fourth prize in the volley ball game</title><content type='html'>March, 6, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a burning hot day. The temperature was really high and the sun was blazing hot! Our skin seemed to be hurt and tanned, and we could not stop sweating after basking in the sun almost the whole day. &lt;br /&gt;We beat three other teams in a row on the first day. Although we were defeated by NTU at last, we had tried our best and the odds were not too bad at least. I thought that the players and the audience were satisfied with the performance and outcome, and enjoyed the games indeed. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;At the end, all of us felt very tired physically after the games, but our hearts were very excited about the next day’s games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6YteI6w2UI/AAAAAAAAADU/snqSN4wIjw8/s1600-h/DSC01225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6YteI6w2UI/AAAAAAAAADU/snqSN4wIjw8/s400/DSC01225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451094394791844162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It was the last weekend that we went to Taipei to fight for glory!&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March, 7, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it became really cold the next day. Some of us could not stand shivering because of the lack of warm clothes and chilly wind. We lost at the second game against NCKU and then we got the fourth place. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;On the second day, I was deeply impressed with some awesome games and learned some basic knowledge, strategy, precious experience of playing volley ball. Besides, I saw many outstanding players and their excellent performances provoked my desire to improve my skills of playing volley ball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice and practice constantly! Go ahead!&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I was concerned, it was difficult to adapt to the changeable weather and overcome the strong stress on when facing the great rivals on the court. But, they made it! Deeply in my mind, I thought that our team performed very well and that I was really proud of them my teammates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE HAD A BEAUTIFUL AND UNFORGOTTABLE MEMORY!&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6Yt0Rrcv_I/AAAAAAAAADc/M97jVaTakug/s1600-h/DSC01226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6Yt0Rrcv_I/AAAAAAAAADc/M97jVaTakug/s400/DSC01226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451094775100653554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-7860738093077118910?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7860738093077118910/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-fruit-we-got-fourth-prize-in.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/7860738093077118910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/7860738093077118910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-fruit-we-got-fourth-prize-in.html' title='Sweet Fruit---we got the fourth prize in the volley ball game'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S6YteI6w2UI/AAAAAAAAADU/snqSN4wIjw8/s72-c/DSC01225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-219086158735547718</id><published>2010-02-25T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:47:24.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is Not My Day</title><content type='html'>Many things happened to me this day. (I was not sure whether some of those things were lucky or unlucky to me.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I went to school earlier than before, but the person who is in charge of opening the door did not come on time. So, I had to wait outside with other people I do not know. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;However, I think it is much better than being late. In addition, actually I set up a goal for myself：Get up early and go to school on time not in time! And I realized it. I think it was a good start!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, in the English Composition class, we had to cast lots for deciding which unit every group should make an oral presentation in this semester. My group members sent me as a representative of us to draw lots. Consequently, the outcome was that we have to make an oral presentation of Unit 1. (That means we will be the first group!) &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;However, on the other side, we can finish this task much earlier than any other group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, I took a course called Management, which is a professional course. At the first time in the class, the professor said that she wanted to pick up two students as her assistances, who must be a male and a female, freshmen, and also in charge of many things for this class. Then, she looked up the name list and LUCKILY I was selected! I think I will become much busier and this might possibly form a pressure this semester. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;But, that means it may make me pay more attention to this useful and helpful course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, my thumb was scalded and got hurt when I tried to stick something with hot melt adhesive in the afternoon. That was really hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were still something bad happened to me. But, I do not want to talk about it. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ha ha ha… FORGET ABOUT IT! JUST SMILE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“Tomorrow must be a nice day!”  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uCg2BoKiuOM&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uCg2BoKiuOM&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-219086158735547718?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/219086158735547718/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/02/many-things-happened-to-me-this-day.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/219086158735547718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/219086158735547718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/02/many-things-happened-to-me-this-day.html' title='It Is Not My Day'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-1953058883241786746</id><published>2010-01-07T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T23:00:21.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December, 31, 2009</title><content type='html'>It was the last day of 2009. I did not arrange any activities for the special day. There was no interesting plan that was attractive to me and all my friends went home or had an appointment with others. Besides, it was so cold and chilly outside so I decided to go back to sweet home and keep my family company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what special I did was have dinner with a senior who is the leader of the chorus that I had mentioned before. We had the meal and talked with each other happily. Then, we took a walk to the room for chorus club and practiced a love song that we have to perform together during the winter training till seven o’clock. (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ha ha ha ~ Do not misunderstand and make a wild guess! We are just good friends so far.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we as GAKIs (chorus members) had to practice on the last day of the year. There were only a few people in each department (Soprano, Alto, Tenor, and Bass). It was really just a tiny chorus. We sang every tune that we learned this year cheerfully.  Although I did not know how to sing most of them, I just tried my best to keep up with them. Time went by quickly. We ended the practice one hour earlier than usual and then we took around the vendors on the campus to find something to eat in the New Year Party that was held by school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a pity it was! The happy time with GAKIs did not last too long. My dear mom came to take me home so I had to say “Good-bye” to them. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I thought it was one of the most fortunate and the happiest things for me to get acquainted with them, those cute, friendly, and sweet guys!  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;By the way, because of some reasons, it was really lucky for me to see the beautiful New Year fireworks in Taichung by chance. For me, it might be a good start of this year 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-1953058883241786746?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/1953058883241786746/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/01/december-31-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/1953058883241786746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/1953058883241786746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2010/01/december-31-2009.html' title='December, 31, 2009'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-8409994130641250397</id><published>2009-12-25T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T01:49:00.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Time ---Only Belongs to Room511 ＆ GAKIs</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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I ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;d a date w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;ith my dear roommates so I sacrificed other a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;ctivities to keep the appointment. (I did not go to the practice of volley ball and c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;horus club.) We had had the plan to have a meal together before the mid-term exam, but we postponed it till the day (24, December) when we think we should take a rest to do something just for fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; The reason why this appointment could not be carried out is because each of us, especially me, is always occupied and there were many things interrupting our plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;We found a small restaurant where sells healthy hot pot. Al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;l the foods, most of them are vegetables, in pots are fresh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;natural, and balanced so it seemed that we would not have burden on health. We were all satisfied with the delicious food. What’s more, we talked a lot with one another happily, shared plenty of things that we did not know before so that we understood one another much more and got closer. After we felt content and pleased, we walked back to the dormitory slowly, joyfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S0MI69qgAUI/AAAAAAAAACM/zB0KNHpYybY/s1600-h/DSC00754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S0MI69qgAUI/AAAAAAAAACM/zB0KNHpYybY/s400/DSC00754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423188185362465090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S0MJzF53YuI/AAAAAAAAACk/ilN-413WoQY/s1600-h/DSC02294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S0MJzF53YuI/AAAAAAAAACk/ilN-413WoQY/s400/DSC02294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423189149647069922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S0MJiv1zbhI/AAAAAAAAACc/cLlF_Eja2h4/s1600-h/DSC00773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S0MJiv1zbhI/AAAAAAAAACc/cLlF_Eja2h4/s400/DSC00773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423188868846546450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S0MJLdDMMtI/AAAAAAAAACU/3pbSP1adBK0/s1600-h/DSC02316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S0MJLdDMMtI/AAAAAAAAACU/3pbSP1adBK0/s400/DSC02316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423188468665430738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;                                --------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;After we went back to the dorm, we all had other dates with other people personally, individually. (But, in fact, our destination was the same place,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dong Hai.&lt;/span&gt;) I went there with other club members by motorcycle and it cost us almost an hour to get there. It was terribly crowded in the university and the campus is really very large and wide. What a coincidence that I met my senior in high school with her boyfriend. (I have not met each other for more than one year. It was nice to see each other again!) Then, chorus members (we called each other “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GAKI&lt;/span&gt;” that means “one loves to eat” in Japanese) and I talked happily, waited for the hanging bell ringing and made wishes in such a holy night. After that, we went to &lt;span class="wbtrmn"&gt;McDonalds to have some night snack and still talked pleasantly till all of us felt tired and wanted to go home. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wbtrmn"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wbtrmn"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Although the holy night was very cold, windy and a little rainy, I deeply believed that all the hearts felt very warm, delighted and blessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S0MJ-TOveKI/AAAAAAAAACs/agxPhprtSLc/s1600-h/DSC00786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S0MJ-TOveKI/AAAAAAAAACs/agxPhprtSLc/s400/DSC00786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423189342202853538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;                                                               the hanging bell in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wbtrmn"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-8409994130641250397?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/8409994130641250397/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-time-only-belongs-to-room511.html#comment-form' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/8409994130641250397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/8409994130641250397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-time-only-belongs-to-room511.html' title='Happy Time ---Only Belongs to Room511 ＆ GAKIs'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/S0MI69qgAUI/AAAAAAAAACM/zB0KNHpYybY/s72-c/DSC00754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-2711104649635097104</id><published>2009-12-25T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T04:56:29.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory Banquet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It was (12/20) the Sunday night that we went to celebrate our double victories of cheer squad contest and chorus contest! (I am really proud of ourselves.)Then, we wanted to use the reward that we won to have a big feast. We chose a restaurant that we can eat both barbecue and hot pot. Besides, we can also eat all we can eat! (Everyone's diet plan should be stopped at that night!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;There were several different kinds of food for us to choose from, for example: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Meat: pork, beef, mutton, and chicken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Sea food: scallop, shrimp, calamari, squid, crab, and such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Prepared Food: sushi, hand roll, noodles, cheese roll, salad, and so on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Snacks: pancake, free beverage, ice cream, and lots of sweet food.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I did not have to pay extra money for our orders. We could eat till we felt full during the limited two hours. We all felt very satisfied with the big feast! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Also, some of us drank some beer to celebrate&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the 19th birthday of Leo&lt;/span&gt;, who is the leader of class A and who is a funny and talented guy.We kept eating and chatting with one another. I thought that we really spent a happy time with one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SzdVsIteBrI/AAAAAAAAABs/FZr4oD1W4qs/s1600-h/DSC00661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SzdVsIteBrI/AAAAAAAAABs/FZr4oD1W4qs/s400/DSC00661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419894893304481458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;( The left one is Leo. Happy Birthday to You!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;After the big feast, we walked around and went shopping just for digestion. That’s because we really ate too much and we had to take a walk to make ourselves feel better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;P.S. I wanted to thank my senior for lending me her motorcycle generously so that I did not have to wait for the bus and be confined to the time when we should go back to the dormitory! I love you, Louise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SzdXii4HP1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/j_j-G-XGRDE/s1600-h/DSC00668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SzdXii4HP1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/j_j-G-XGRDE/s400/DSC00668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419896927553011538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Our happy time! : ) )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SzdYXTgIKVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kFpYh-6p5hU/s1600-h/DSC00665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SzdYXTgIKVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kFpYh-6p5hU/s400/DSC00665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419897833958943058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SzdYlIoVVyI/AAAAAAAAACE/qacPIeDUyy0/s1600-h/DSC00673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SzdYlIoVVyI/AAAAAAAAACE/qacPIeDUyy0/s400/DSC00673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419898071558739746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(A Christmas tree on the square near 一中 street)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-2711104649635097104?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/2711104649635097104/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/12/victory-banquet.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/2711104649635097104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/2711104649635097104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/12/victory-banquet.html' title='Victory Banquet'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SzdVsIteBrI/AAAAAAAAABs/FZr4oD1W4qs/s72-c/DSC00661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-3040166829931308911</id><published>2009-12-17T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T20:14:10.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy to See YOU  Again, GIRLS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Saturday, 12, December &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It was the ninety-year anniversary of my senior high school, TCGS. Most of my classmates and I went back to school without making an appointment. We asked one another how the life of everyone was lately and we talked with each other happily just like that we went back to the unforgettable life when we were still senior high students. We certainly also visited our teachers and talked about our lives. (Through the talking with the teacher who knew the best, I started to think over my future and dream, which I almost forgot and wanted to give up, again.) Then, one group met another group and another because the campus is quite small. Gradually, we became a very huge group and we had a happy lunch time together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;After I saw my dear classmate again, I really felt a little envious (maybe not just a little). Almost everyone have changes in their appearance and lives, especially those who are studying in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Taipei&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. One of my close friend lost weight over ten kilograms and absolutely became a slender girl! Also, their dressing all really became so fashionable, beautiful and they have already learned how to make up. Besides, many of them have already had boyfriends. Compared to them, I am still an &lt;span class="dct-tt"&gt;unsophisticated&lt;/span&gt;, heavy girl without any improvement. I wear T-shirts, jeans, casual shoes, and lots of casual stuff. Also, I do not know how to make up and how to do skin care well. Moreover, I have almost let my dream, which is to study in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Taipei&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; with them and become an accountant in the future, get out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SzWMx5i-nUI/AAAAAAAAABk/RNDlj513bTY/s1600-h/DSC00617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SzWMx5i-nUI/AAAAAAAAABk/RNDlj513bTY/s400/DSC00617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419392515499269442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(My close friend ~ She is the girl who lost weight and became a slender lady.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-3040166829931308911?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/3040166829931308911/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-to-see-you-again-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/3040166829931308911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/3040166829931308911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-to-see-you-again-girls.html' title='Happy to See YOU  Again, GIRLS!'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SzWMx5i-nUI/AAAAAAAAABk/RNDlj513bTY/s72-c/DSC00617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-737966816711717753</id><published>2009-12-12T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:49:37.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Join the Chorus Club !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My life is getting busier and more colorful because I have several leisure activities, including playing vollybal and badminton on the team of DFLL, being one staff of  DFLL drama show, and joining the chorus club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got acquainted with the leader of the chorus club, who is a junior, when we attended the Freshmen Chorus Contest. At first, he came to ask my name and ask me if I were chorus member before because I looked like that I had plentiful experience. (The answer is absolutely negative. I told him that I just enjoy singing and my senior high music teacher really taught us a lot and  well.) Then, everytime we practiced chorus, we would talk with each otehr happily. After a while, I thought that he is really a good guy and I wanted to make friend with him so I took initiative action to know him further. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Therefore, we built up a good friendship and we often chatted with each other with MSN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chorus leader has been bothered by a problem that their female members are less than male ones so that their voice could not get a balance easily. So, he asked me sincerely if I was willing to join them. He told me that he would permit my absence if I was very busy. That's because he knows that I have many other things to do. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Therefore, I made up my mind to join the club last Tuesday! &lt;/span&gt;The reasons why I joined them are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I really enjoy singing very much. But, I did not have a opportunity to join such a joyful club before this. So, I want to give a try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Second, I want to do my friend a favor. Besides, I think that the chorus club is so  hap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;py and warm that I am attracted by the atmosphere there and those friendly guys.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SysxQ5Zq5lI/AAAAAAAAABc/-KpearoWros/s1600-h/14b1687499e33f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SysxQ5Zq5lI/AAAAAAAAABc/-KpearoWros/s400/14b1687499e33f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416477143199311442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(It happened to have dinner between Alto and Bass just on the next day after I joined it. So, it is lucky to me to have treat from the senoirs.XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Because of lots of act&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ivities&lt;/span&gt;, my winter vacation will almost be occupied by a series of  matters totally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-737966816711717753?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/737966816711717753/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/12/join-chorus-club.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/737966816711717753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/737966816711717753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/12/join-chorus-club.html' title='Join the Chorus Club !!!!!!'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SysxQ5Zq5lI/AAAAAAAAABc/-KpearoWros/s72-c/14b1687499e33f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-740004888854763048</id><published>2009-12-05T06:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T09:37:38.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greeting Camp --- Have a Lot of Fun!</title><content type='html'>The weather was cold and windy most time during the two days. The camp was held on a farm, which is on a hillside, in Miaoli. All the activities that were very interesting really made us so tired because we had to run around the farm to play the games. The sophomores told us that they would record all the points that every group got according to our performance during all the activities. The group who got the lowest points would be punished---being the last one to leave in the night tour. We did not know why we were always the losers even though we tried so hard to join the games. All of us in the group had the same feeling that we must be the unlucky one. But, I did not care about it because I was not afraid. Instead, I thought that would be very interesting! What I hated was that we had to bear the chilly weather and go back to our rooms late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414402138961695042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SyPSDwPtUUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-13Irbp_sz8/s400/DSC05706.JPG" border="0" /&gt; (The beautiful farm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414403691630744354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SyPTeIY20yI/AAAAAAAAABE/N-GRt4XwOrk/s400/DSC00572.JPG" border="0" /&gt; (Our Group Members)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the night, the sophomores prepared so many spectacular performances for us, including amazing dancing shows and a lot of wonderful dramas. They were really so funny, talented and excellent that I began to adore them. (Also, I started to worry about the time when it is our turn to prepare such a camp for our underclassmen. So, in order to hold a great camp, I thought that we should learn much more from our seniors!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414404366653932242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SyPUFbC7QtI/AAAAAAAAABM/1DVnW5hZkfg/s400/DSC00567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414404849087956514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SyPUhgQKRiI/AAAAAAAAABU/zyqd2flwv9U/s400/DSC05824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the two days, I got acquainted with more sophomores and knew them much better. Then, I thought that I like them(DFLL members) a lot more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-740004888854763048?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/740004888854763048/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/12/greeting-camp-have-lot-of-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/740004888854763048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/740004888854763048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/12/greeting-camp-have-lot-of-fun.html' title='Greeting Camp --- Have a Lot of Fun!'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SyPSDwPtUUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-13Irbp_sz8/s72-c/DSC05706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-8733213945850504375</id><published>2009-11-30T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T06:13:34.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nineteenth Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was my birthday! Somebody told me that I had to let the nineteenth birthday pass silently and secretly. If we celebrate it, something unfortunate will happen to us, such as car accident. So, in fear of suffering such a bad thing, I did not initiatively tell anyone that my birthday is on 26, November. I hoped that I can spend this day peacefully and safely. (But, I do not really believe this saying actually)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411754007907752050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SxppmPUjWHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pnN0mzxue4w/s400/DSC02217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                           (They bought many slavors of cake for me. :)  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411753723690390818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 422px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SxppVsh2lSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Yr2VsxBVZoo/s400/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               (Some of the cute ladies of DFLL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there were still many people who remembered my birthday, including my classmates, roommates, friends, and certainly my families. My families and I had a good meal a week advanced. Also, &lt;em&gt;my dear sister wrote me a card for the first time, adding some cash in the envelope, and sent me a mug as my present.&lt;/em&gt; My good friends and class mates in senior high send me sweet messages because they are all far way from me. All my boy classmates said, “Happy Birthday!” to me. The other girls, including my roommates and good friends in NCHU, wrote cute cards to me, bought delicious cake to me, and sang the Happy Birthday song to me!&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I felt quite touched, joyful, and warm in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank for your care and love! I love you, guys!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-8733213945850504375?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/8733213945850504375/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/11/nineteenth-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/8733213945850504375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/8733213945850504375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/11/nineteenth-birthday.html' title='Nineteenth Birthday'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SxppmPUjWHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pnN0mzxue4w/s72-c/DSC02217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-3233655701306211150</id><published>2009-11-27T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T07:15:47.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-term Exam Week ~ Lucky or Unlucky?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mid-term exam week was a long and exhausting period of time. It was the first exam of my university career. I hoped that I could have a good start, so I did not want to fail any exams in fear of being flunked at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I began to prepare my exams, there was something unfortunate happened to me. I got my purse lost and there was roughly 1000 &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/Sw_rG8yAFnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YXM-AyJXbZY/s1600/collge+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NT dollars in it. However, I still stayed clam and reasonable, but a little unhappy. I did not want to let it influence my mood, so I took it as a way that all misfortune vanished as the money was gone. I did not tell my parents about it because I did not want to make them worried about me and then give me much more money. I only felt so sorry for my parents because the money I use all comes from their hard work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408800433748036082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/Sw_rVmKHyfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nopLyYUp96M/s400/collge+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; (I made the purse by myslef, but it was gone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent the whole weekend studying hard to make up for my idling in learning. I really felt regretful about my idling.I really hoped that I could pass the exams smoothly! Thanks to the notes and the All-Pass Candy from my seniors in school and also the help from Ted, Melissa and other dear friends, I passed all my exams at an average grades in the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the mid-term exam, I made self-examination. I made up my mind to study hard. Follow the three steps: preview, be concentrate in class, and review. I could not ignore my study even though I want to join a lot of activities. I have to give consideration to both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If you don't want to be a loser, just carry it out as hard as possible! Irene”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-3233655701306211150?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/3233655701306211150/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/11/mid-term-exam-week-lucky-or-unlucky.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/3233655701306211150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/3233655701306211150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/11/mid-term-exam-week-lucky-or-unlucky.html' title='Mid-term Exam Week ~ Lucky or Unlucky?'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/Sw_rVmKHyfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nopLyYUp96M/s72-c/collge+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-5768570040717867866</id><published>2009-11-14T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T01:35:17.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Series of  Matters -- Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I want to say "sorry" for delaying the third part ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday and Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the day for us to show the fruitful result of our training of the cheer squad. We got up early to help one another to make up and get everyone’s hair done. I think that our style is absolutely the most special of all the competitors. That’s because almost our clothes is done by ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Subjct: The Aboriginal  ~  Leopard Spot!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406115183450568930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SwZhHdRquOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0k7wDIaYRCo/s400/collge+318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406115188337778066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SwZhHve3nZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Gw2Nxi2Z2WI/s400/collge+311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          (They are so cute and also sexy~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the members completed their performance smoothly even though there was still have a very little fault. I think that they did a good job! Perhaps, we are not the best of all, but I think that we had done our best. There were only six boys in the team, the other thirty ones were all girls. The girls had to complete the same dangerous skills and pay much more strength to support and protect the flyers. I am so proud all of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, we won the third prize in the contest. All of us were so happy!&lt;br /&gt;DFLL is the BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank our seniors in school, especially Joseph and Mickey, a lot for your help and companion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-5768570040717867866?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/5768570040717867866/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/11/series-of-matters-part-3_14.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/5768570040717867866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/5768570040717867866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/11/series-of-matters-part-3_14.html' title='A Series of  Matters -- Part 3'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4il1H-fb0MA/SwZhHdRquOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0k7wDIaYRCo/s72-c/collge+318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-6375983286714627270</id><published>2009-11-09T00:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:30:12.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Series of  Matters -- Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wednesda&lt;/strong&gt;y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, I only had three classes! It seemed a relaxed day, but actually it was still a busy and tiring day. After classes, I had to rush to see a doctor because of my serious condition of cough. After seeing a doctor, my partners and I went to a wonderful bakery, where every kind of bread looks very delicious and the fragrance made us feel satisfied. We could not control our desires to buy the tasty ones as our breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was grateful them, my dear friends, for their company. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the evening, I had to make haste to ride my classmate to look for some materials that we needed in the cheer squad contest because I know the roads and streets better than others and also I have a driver license of motorbike. It cost us almost four hours to buy everything. During the time, we spent some extra time doing something personal, such as buying our commodity and having my hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;When we came back to the dormitory, it was almost nine o’clock in the night Oh my god! There were still a lot of things undone! I took a quick shower and set about my art duty that I was responsible for. My group members and I stayed up late till two A.M. to get the work done faster because we need to finish all before tomorrow evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You guys were good and painstaking! Thank you all, dear partners! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-6375983286714627270?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/6375983286714627270/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/11/series-of-matters-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/6375983286714627270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/6375983286714627270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/11/series-of-matters-part-2.html' title='A Series of  Matters -- Part 2'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-34696869957189016</id><published>2009-10-31T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T07:42:49.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Series of  Matters -- Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Monday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely a very busy week. That's because the two important contests we had prepared for a long time were held just this week! We, DFLL freshmen, seize every minute to practice chorus after our classes were dismissed in order to make a success tomorrow night. Besides, I myself who was in charge of the art designing of the cheer squad had to get the work done faster day and night. That's really tired and stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the time that the chorus contest was held. I didn't feel nervous at all, but I was a little worried about my voice cracking and cough that resulted from the cold. Happily, I finished the singing smoothly without any mistakes till the end. After our performance, we got a burst of applause and a cheer from the audience, of course including our seniors at school. It was quite pleased that we got the second prize at last. All of our efforts were paid off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. I was very grateful for those seniors in the chorus club, especially the leader, who conducted us hard! They helped us so much and even gave us extra time to practice. Thanks a lot! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-34696869957189016?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/34696869957189016/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/series-of-matters-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/34696869957189016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/34696869957189016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/series-of-matters-part-1.html' title='A Series of  Matters -- Part 1'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-7508827937514274526</id><published>2009-10-24T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T03:46:35.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Busy Week ...... Feel Exhausted! But Do Our Best!! : )</title><content type='html'>This was also a busy week. All of us have been trying hard to prepare for the coming contests of cheer squad and chorus because we want to do our best and make a success. In addition, the midterm exam is coming soon after those. Our schedules were so full recently that most of us were going to be almost exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The members of the cheer squad had to practice very late every night this week. That made them quite tired. Because of the difficult and dangerous skills, some of them got hurt and bruised. I felt so worried about their safety. I wish that they can be completely uninjured after each time they practice. Meanwhile, I am responsible for the art designing. I felt a little anxious, stressful, and tired because we have to beat our brains out to figure out how to make what we need in a short period of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without enough sleep and rest, as well as owing to the changeable cool weather, some members had a cold. It was really a terrible situation that they couldn’t sing beautifully because they had a sore throat. Also, there was a big problem with Alto that I am in charge of teaching and leading. That was our unsteady pitches. Some of us couldn’t get exact pitches certainly sometimes. Therefore, I had to be patient to teach them repeatedly till they all got it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I feel exhausted, I am still convinced that god will help those who help themselves. So, if we had already done what we can do, we should trust ourselves and take it easy to face any kind of circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, we can make it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-7508827937514274526?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7508827937514274526/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/busy-week-feel-exhausted-but-do-our.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/7508827937514274526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/7508827937514274526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/busy-week-feel-exhausted-but-do-our.html' title='A Busy Week ...... Feel Exhausted! But Do Our Best!! : )'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-5588422165516316427</id><published>2009-10-18T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:10:51.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Honorable Moment</title><content type='html'>This was a busy and tired week. But, deeply in my mind, I felt very happy and satisfied. From Tuesday to Friday night in a row, we had a series of volley ball games to play and there was no time for us to get enough rest. As a result, I bruised my arm in a large-scale. It was such a coincidence that the party which greeted freshmen was held on Tuesday and the barbecue of DFLL was held on Thursday. However, in order to play the games, my teammates and I had to sacrifice a little time to have fun with our classmates and seniors at school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the process of playing the games, I was so happy and lucky to be a member of DFLL. When I lost points, my teammates would said “Never mind!” to encourage me and patted me on my back to comfort my bad and nervous mood. Meanwhile, we would have a handshake and dive one another an affirmative expression when we got points. Besides, there were a lot of people, certainly including our classmates and seniors at school, coming to cheer for us. We were just like a big &lt;em&gt;SWEET&lt;/em&gt; family. Those really made my heart feel so warm and fragrant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the challenge of physical strength which had been lasting for four nights, we got the &lt;em&gt;championship &lt;/em&gt;at the end. What a &lt;em&gt;gorgeous ending&lt;/em&gt;! All of us felt so excited, joyful, and a sense of success and honor. That’s because we did try to do our best and put much effort to play each game and then we reached the goal of being the champion. I think what we had sacrificed was all paid off! And we proved that we are the best! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Love You All! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-5588422165516316427?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/5588422165516316427/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/honorable-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/5588422165516316427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/5588422165516316427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/honorable-moment.html' title='An Honorable Moment'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-6250175082734135093</id><published>2009-10-11T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:16:57.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Great Time</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday night, I had a date with my seniors at school. It was the first time that I meet them in such an occasion so I was so excited. We dined together in an American restaurant named “Stair”. I left for the destination straight from home by bus that night. In order not to be late for the appointment, I advanced the time of leaving home to wait for the bus. However, the bus unexpectedly delayed for about half an hour so that I was late for about 10 minutes. During the time I was waiting, I was really very anxious and mad at the delayed bus, and also worried about that they would have bad impression on me owing to my late arrival. Happily, they smilingly told me,“&lt;em&gt;Never mind&lt;/em&gt;!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      At first, I just listened to what they were talking in silence unless they ask me some questions so that they think I am a quiet and introverted girl. Gradually, I blended into the pleasant atmosphere and began chatting with them at ease. We kept talking about something interesting and everyone’s current situation till the waitress informed us they were going to close the store for the night. Therefore, they decided to go to another store to continue the joyful emotions and they invited me to go with them. But, I refused because it was so late at night that I had to go home lest my families would worry about my safety. What a pity! I really wanted to go with them and kept enjoying the happy time. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;I like my seniors at school very much because they are so nice and easygoing. It makes me so happy that there will be lots of chances we can get together and have fun in the future. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-6250175082734135093?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/6250175082734135093/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-great-time.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/6250175082734135093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/6250175082734135093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-great-time.html' title='Have a Great Time'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-4379772764905460315</id><published>2009-10-02T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T04:52:41.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-management</title><content type='html'>After I graduated from the senior high school, it seemed that the center of gravity in my life disappeared suddenly. I think that’s because I need not study for all day long any more, and then I didn’t find any goals of life to reach. Since I entered the university and became a college student, I have been living a free, joyful but almost unregulated life for three weeks. Although I am able to arrange my own life at will, I usually let the time flies away unconsciously and seldom accomplish something efficiently. Also, I think that I should spend less time on the entertainment and put much more efforts in study.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;If I want to have a better and more colorful college life, I ought to do time-management and set some goals. First, I have to make my life style in order, waste the time and burn the midnight oil as less as possible, so that I will have enough vitality to concentrate in class next day. Second, I have several goals that I want to achieve, such as becoming more confident and independent, losing weight, making a lot of friends, improving my English abilities, and so on. However, I think the most important goal that I have to reach is being more active and taking action in reality instead of just thinking and saying.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;                           ‘Just go ahead! Irene.’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-4379772764905460315?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4379772764905460315/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/self-management.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/4379772764905460315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/4379772764905460315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/10/self-management.html' title='Self-management'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8107029693387818427.post-7492505416636482024</id><published>2009-09-27T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T05:35:48.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Begin a New Life</title><content type='html'>I have become a freshman in NCHU for two weeks. During the two weeks, all the things were not settled down totally, especially about selecting courses, and my own emotion was not very steady, feeling a little nervous to the strange environment, people, and life, yet also feeling excited about  the new, various, and different ways of learning.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     I feel so happy and lucky because I can get acquainted  and make friends with many kind, nice, outstanding, and talented people coming from different places in Taiwan, even other countries. Furthermore, we have an excellent library which  collects an abundance of books on our campus so that we are able to get lots of resources and imformation easily. Also, we will have a great space to study and read.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     To be a college student, I think I have to be maturer, more courageous, independent and responsible, in not only thought but also behavior. I tell myself when faced with challenges and problems, never be afraid, depressed, and pessimistic, just try hard and do my best! I believe that I can make it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                           "&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;YES, YOU CAN! Irene &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8107029693387818427-7492505416636482024?l=irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7492505416636482024/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/09/begin-new-life.html#comment-form' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/7492505416636482024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8107029693387818427/posts/default/7492505416636482024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-englishwriting.blogspot.com/2009/09/begin-new-life.html' title='Begin a New Life'/><author><name>Irene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991156185744452827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
