friday is around the corner and i am going home again. i feel like a dorm girl rushing back home every friday afternoon. but hey this time is different from back then. i drive my own car and i am the one who decide for the leaving time. back then, if not catching the last mini-bus, i hitched a ride with some friends. it was a souce of enjoyment and excitement. we never knew who was going to pick us up, what kind of car we were taking and how many times we had to do it before we reached home. .. i miss those time from time to time..
i've meant to write something, anything in my blog, if i am not caught up with translation work. i like to stir up my brain with writing. it helps immensely with translation work. i like to play with different words. so you might feel that my writing are pretty corny or awkward.. yeh, i am trying and experimenting with my english.. words and sentences flow out like a stream if i practice my writing constantly. it also keeps my mind clear and awake. i haven't written much in my diary recently. i find it's more handy writing here or in 43things. my handwriting goes worse when i leave out writing by hand way too long.. however, i've tried to catch up with it every weekend..
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