level 8
I was ever wondering whether God endowed me the gift of English learning.Maybe the answer was beyond my dream,whatsoever.
Every time I met someone who was concentrate on reading or speaking ,or something else about English study ,a stream of spiritual power attacted me.In addition to respect,I felt shamed.
Never stop asking myself,why I couldn't try my best to do something bitter for my future insistantly like them ?I just can't.
Yeah, you are right,Mr.Ma. What I am doing is just recording the trace of my ridiculous thoughts.It is meaningless to you,I know,but I don't care because I need a way to let it out ,for me it's more important than communicating with you all.I think I can understand how hard to understand others' ideas.
After all my major is psychology,I am good at it.Though as a human being,I want more attention, others have no duty to care your feeling.I am not a kid,so I can accept,so do you.So,I have the freedom of writing something,ever roaring it out,that is my right.
Oh,I love roaring.
2011年09月19日 10点09分