I'm bad with titles. 1.25.2009
I finished the layout a few days ago but never came around to making an entry. So here I am now, eating breakfast and tapping away at my keyboard. My family began celebrating for chinese new years, because yesterday was the day before new years eve. The dinner was fantastic and it's going to continue until the 2nd day of new years. I watched my aunts and mom break their backs trying to come up with dishes for each day. I wonder if I'll be able to cook as well as them when I grow up.

Life's ben pretty easy recently. The term is over and all we do in school is really talk and watch "One flew over the cuckoo's nest". I still like the book better, they should voice-over the chief so we know he's thinking. In the beginning of the movie, he just stands there like a tree. Anyway, sometimes in life it seems like I have all the time in the world, but I have nothing to do. Other times, it seems like 48 hours in a day still isn't enough. I'd love to write more, but I gotta go. Later!
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I'm bad with titles. 1.25.2009
I finished the layout a few days ago but never came around to making an entry. So here I am now, eating breakfast and tapping away at my keyboard. My family began celebrating for chinese new years, because yesterday was the day before new years eve. The dinner was fantastic and it's going to continue until the 2nd day of new years. I watched my aunts and mom break their backs trying to come up with dishes for each day. I wonder if I'll be able to cook as well as them when I grow up.

Life's ben pretty easy recently. The term is over and all we do in school is really talk and watch "One flew over the cuckoo's nest". I still like the book better, they should voice-over the chief so we know he's thinking. In the beginning of the movie, he just stands there like a tree. Anyway, sometimes in life it seems like I have all the time in the world, but I have nothing to do. Other times, it seems like 48 hours in a day still isn't enough. I'd love to write more, but I gotta go. Later!
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