If I can change anything about myself, I wish I could be a male. That will be the only choice, because I cannot decide which part of me I want to change, I think at least three, so let me be a male.
I don't really know how the feeling will be, so it will be the most exciting part. Usually, males do not care so detail about how they look like, that's totally my character. But, if I am female that will be not acceptable. Especially to my mom, she used to complain all the time why I did not dress myself, or do makeup. It was nightmare, I didn't like it that's why I didn't want to do it. If I were male, there would not have any problem between my mom and me, we both could be happy. And one more thing I know about male that's they can do anything they want, that means they can play lots of insane games which girls can never do. When I was kid, I had to be at home in FIVE minutes after school, so I had to always leave school immediately without any chat with friends or play any game. Here is a story about it, when I was in second grade, my classmate came to my home, asked me to go out. It was around 8pm, I was so scared that even answered him, because I was afraid of I would be blamed. I didn't answer him, so my mom said that I already slept.
To be a girl, I believe I've missed many experiences which every male probably has had. Actually, I wish I could be a male, there is one more reason. I wish I could save the world, as a hero. I really feel that I am so weak, because I cannot even handle my emotion. When I am getting older and older, I can control better, but that's still not enough. In my mind, a hero can handle every dangerous rush tough extraordinary situations. And he also has the best personality to face all kinds of people. I cannot do that, even I wish I could. I cannot stand environment which is difficult to live. If anyone I do not like, I will not even think about that's right or not and just get away. Sometimes, I don't know them yet, but when I see their outfit or their action, I will decide they will be my friends or not. That's totally bad hobby I think, I am changing it. And I believe that's absolutely my weak character.
There are probably thousand more good reasons to be a male, but I would never be a male... So, I will keep doing what I like to do, and keep changing what I think I shall change. And one day, anyone asks me the same question, I will say I just want to be me.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
Love Story
...... The princess chose right door and the handsome young man walked to there.
When the young man stood in front of the door, he stopped. He knew princess loved him so much, and he knew that she would never want him to die. Even he had to marry the loveliest lady, she would love him to be alive and happy. The young man turned around, his smile as bright sunshine, he wanted to tell her he loved her, but he did not. He stood bravely, after few seconds he walked to the other door.
The door would be open, his heart beat badly. He knew he was going to die, but he was rather to do this for his lover.
The young man died. The princess kept crying day after day without talking to anyone. After a month, she looked much older than before. Afterward, She did not cry or talk, but she could not move anymore. Her father, the king, abolished the two doors, and he wished his daughter would heal one day......
When the young man stood in front of the door, he stopped. He knew princess loved him so much, and he knew that she would never want him to die. Even he had to marry the loveliest lady, she would love him to be alive and happy. The young man turned around, his smile as bright sunshine, he wanted to tell her he loved her, but he did not. He stood bravely, after few seconds he walked to the other door.
The door would be open, his heart beat badly. He knew he was going to die, but he was rather to do this for his lover.
The young man died. The princess kept crying day after day without talking to anyone. After a month, she looked much older than before. Afterward, She did not cry or talk, but she could not move anymore. Her father, the king, abolished the two doors, and he wished his daughter would heal one day......
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