coffee milk tea
first time milk tea!!! well, i am telling you..it's soooo much fun!!!
Oooh, though it does not taste as good as i thought, i still enjoy it while i am typing this. Still think it's because of the too much cream..well, maybe too much coffee. Doesn't feel like tea, to be honest.
the car-driving course cancel cause of the rain, and that made me free all day. then i decided to hang around in the book center, which, by the way, is my hidden place.(O>_<O) i suddenly....(well, i have to confessed that i spot it a few times before ) picked up this book teach you how to make milk tea, and i love milk tea....That lead me to "stole" (i meant COPY ) the receipt....AND it is simply i have to say. in cast you wanna know, i'll just put it right here:
hot coffee 400ml
honey 30ml
cream powder 16g
tea 2 pads
anyway...i am sure my mom wanna have a taste after work.. OOOoh, and i found it would be taste much better when it was cold, surprise!!!!! maybe even better with ice!!!!(O^_^O)
PR
First cake
MY FIRST EXPERIMENT...not really the first, but...IN MAKING CAKES!!!!!!
though this event did not happen today.....Ooh..who cares, i made leek pancakes and hash brown all by..............HMM......all with my dad at yesterday dinner. [in fact, we eat at ten because of that...u know, people say baking cakes actually kills time]
PIC up there's the dishes!!!! our sunday feast!!!!
YOU & I
i'm not sure this sounds like TOPIC----anyway, technically, these're just all i believe for now...(o^0^o)
Well, since you brought it up, I gonna tell ya, I like the diversity thing. Actually, I love it. Why don’t I? It just make the world I live more colorful, and the stuff I use more pickable. But the thing is, despite all the difference, we still, without deny, got dozen of common deep in our soul. While what I believe is that, these, with no doubt, would make a difference.
[where are u come from?]
[……]I know when this word come out, the former’s thought will be, unconsiously, limited. Everybody would have ever picture those from the other land, those new, out-of-the-world people. We got pre-image, which make us judge people before we really get to know them.
[p.s. about the RELIGION thing, can i just say "Let’s just say----you believe in something, and I too. And that’s enough."(o>_
Well, since you brought it up, I gonna tell ya, I like the diversity thing. Actually, I love it. Why don’t I? It just make the world I live more colorful, and the stuff I use more pickable. But the thing is, despite all the difference, we still, without deny, got dozen of common deep in our soul. While what I believe is that, these, with no doubt, would make a difference.
[where are u come from?]
[……]I know when this word come out, the former’s thought will be, unconsiously, limited. Everybody would have ever picture those from the other land, those new, out-of-the-world people. We got pre-image, which make us judge people before we really get to know them.
[p.s. about the RELIGION thing, can i just say "Let’s just say----you believe in something, and I too. And that’s enough."(o>_
To Aries
To Aries,
Tell u the truth, the more I read your blog, the more you scare me away. Well, I do not mean YOU you, it just the stuff you described.
Let’s say, I was not one of those “publish speaker” back then, which you and I knew that quite well. And I am not so sure if I am now. I’ve been telling myself not to “raise hand” before I know the exact perfect anwsers, which never exsit, for sooooo long that I don’t know whether this [RULE] still stucks in my head today or not. What’s more, I consider you’ve done quite well while comes to English, however, you still describe a lot of awkward scenes that happen. Which made me extemely nervous once in a while, causing me keep asking the question “IF I WERE U…” again and again. You know I am kinda an easy-embarrassed person,right?
Well, apperently, who knows? And, who cares?
coz DESPITE ALL the unpredictable silliness, I am still can't help fansinated by all of them.
I may embarrassed easily, but I can definitely go through it. Hey, I’ve got over the awkwardness standing on a stage while facing hundreds of people and acting carzy, what else can be worse? [well, if there is, the PEOPLE here are all Chinese] I may prefer perfectly arm before every move, but I can surely allow some stupid mistakes with no doubt. Because that I got faith in myself, I am not a fool----plus, I keep proving this for ninteenth years, and not seeing why can not keep this up for the rest of my life.
The stuff I wrote above-----they’re easier said than done. But, well, I know I can do it! [can wait to meet beautiful people, I can still daydreaming, can’t I?]
BTW, I set up a [DEBATING BOARD]--------check that out in Category----I am gonna be the host, YEA~
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
Tell u the truth, the more I read your blog, the more you scare me away. Well, I do not mean YOU you, it just the stuff you described.
Let’s say, I was not one of those “publish speaker” back then, which you and I knew that quite well. And I am not so sure if I am now. I’ve been telling myself not to “raise hand” before I know the exact perfect anwsers, which never exsit, for sooooo long that I don’t know whether this [RULE] still stucks in my head today or not. What’s more, I consider you’ve done quite well while comes to English, however, you still describe a lot of awkward scenes that happen. Which made me extemely nervous once in a while, causing me keep asking the question “IF I WERE U…” again and again. You know I am kinda an easy-embarrassed person,right?
Well, apperently, who knows? And, who cares?
coz DESPITE ALL the unpredictable silliness, I am still can't help fansinated by all of them.
I may embarrassed easily, but I can definitely go through it. Hey, I’ve got over the awkwardness standing on a stage while facing hundreds of people and acting carzy, what else can be worse? [well, if there is, the PEOPLE here are all Chinese] I may prefer perfectly arm before every move, but I can surely allow some stupid mistakes with no doubt. Because that I got faith in myself, I am not a fool----plus, I keep proving this for ninteenth years, and not seeing why can not keep this up for the rest of my life.
The stuff I wrote above-----they’re easier said than done. But, well, I know I can do it! [can wait to meet beautiful people, I can still daydreaming, can’t I?]
BTW, I set up a [DEBATING BOARD]--------check that out in Category----I am gonna be the host, YEA~
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
back to junior-high
it was 2001. i was 13. it must be an extremely hot summer, since i broke my jaw during the school-regular military training because of water-lacking. I can still remember how dark the chemistry lab was while people in our class introducing themselves. It was totally opposite to my early imagination about the school—so damn small, and I could even see through the campus without enter it. building in light coral (not really, but it’s quite closed) stood behind some sorta statue which I can not remember what the exactly name is after all those years. And that was, mostly, where I spent all my weekdays the coming three years.
It was like the almost-hell for me at the first year. I couldn’t make first-sight friends, and that’s why I ended up eating lunch alone. And the meals tasted badly, the teachers sucks, besides, math drive me nuts! Then, that came a day, I met my all-the-way friend. She was soooo important to me, and we still keep in touch today even graduated from different high schools. That is when my awful day started to get brighter and brighter. I began to have lunch with bunch of people, talk and laugh after classes, and hang out with one or two friends at the end of the day. It was like…my junior-high-day finally started right on the road.
2002, actually, it’s one of the biggest, most wonderful years in my nearly-two-decades-life. There was…the first time I go out with a guy. Even though as my memory tells, it seemed I played a little trick on the event, or he won’t be my company back then. (ok, secretly ask a guy out? I knew I was totally pathetic….so what?) Standing by the doors, which faced the empty street, for almost half hour after painting class, I was, as I remembered, chill. But it worth, cuz it kinda like first date to me, plus, nervous and fantasy image in my head were all I had. Although it turned out not even closed to a date, in the end, and, apparently, he already got a special someone. It was ok, really. Especially for the out-of-school talk, I felt that was all I wanted. (oh, no, no…it was truth!! I was 14, what the hell did I know about those lovin-lovin stuff. And we only did that once. Never know how to get a second date…right, even now!! oh, no, I see the problem here---I must have scared them away after the first one, so they just never wanted to be around me anymore. Anything I can do about this?...HELP!)
Christmas day in 2002, another big (maybe I should called it FUN) day for me. The best stupid thing I did, in fact, was screaming meaningless, running around all inside/outside the classroom, following by bunch of the crazy guys with color-spray in their hands. It was real great to put all the study, or moral stuff back of your head, do something mad once in a time. It was relax, just like when u goofing around with someone, you don’t have to think like, seriously.
In the last year, the non-study group finally appeared—students like myself (what I meant is all the good ones) were all playing games, reading comic, (listening mp3 ?!), sending message and blah,blah,blah…while the teacher standing right in the classroom talking something tests-related. Like we said, we all good despite the teacher sucks.
Junior-high, In fact, a little far away already. Not until I saw that pic, which part of my classmates sitting together, smiling, I realized that I couldn’t even tell who is who by looking right into their face. (not all of them, but still some) time flies pretty much…and the only one thing still with me, clear as day, is that I did attracted (by) some of the boys back then, but never go out with any.
It was like the almost-hell for me at the first year. I couldn’t make first-sight friends, and that’s why I ended up eating lunch alone. And the meals tasted badly, the teachers sucks, besides, math drive me nuts! Then, that came a day, I met my all-the-way friend. She was soooo important to me, and we still keep in touch today even graduated from different high schools. That is when my awful day started to get brighter and brighter. I began to have lunch with bunch of people, talk and laugh after classes, and hang out with one or two friends at the end of the day. It was like…my junior-high-day finally started right on the road.
2002, actually, it’s one of the biggest, most wonderful years in my nearly-two-decades-life. There was…the first time I go out with a guy. Even though as my memory tells, it seemed I played a little trick on the event, or he won’t be my company back then. (ok, secretly ask a guy out? I knew I was totally pathetic….so what?) Standing by the doors, which faced the empty street, for almost half hour after painting class, I was, as I remembered, chill. But it worth, cuz it kinda like first date to me, plus, nervous and fantasy image in my head were all I had. Although it turned out not even closed to a date, in the end, and, apparently, he already got a special someone. It was ok, really. Especially for the out-of-school talk, I felt that was all I wanted. (oh, no, no…it was truth!! I was 14, what the hell did I know about those lovin-lovin stuff. And we only did that once. Never know how to get a second date…right, even now!! oh, no, I see the problem here---I must have scared them away after the first one, so they just never wanted to be around me anymore. Anything I can do about this?...HELP!)
Christmas day in 2002, another big (maybe I should called it FUN) day for me. The best stupid thing I did, in fact, was screaming meaningless, running around all inside/outside the classroom, following by bunch of the crazy guys with color-spray in their hands. It was real great to put all the study, or moral stuff back of your head, do something mad once in a time. It was relax, just like when u goofing around with someone, you don’t have to think like, seriously.
In the last year, the non-study group finally appeared—students like myself (what I meant is all the good ones) were all playing games, reading comic, (listening mp3 ?!), sending message and blah,blah,blah…while the teacher standing right in the classroom talking something tests-related. Like we said, we all good despite the teacher sucks.
Junior-high, In fact, a little far away already. Not until I saw that pic, which part of my classmates sitting together, smiling, I realized that I couldn’t even tell who is who by looking right into their face. (not all of them, but still some) time flies pretty much…and the only one thing still with me, clear as day, is that I did attracted (by) some of the boys back then, but never go out with any.
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