I'm really crazy about cheese.

Everytime I enter a restaurant, my nose will be like a radar. It's not just because I'm hungry or greedy for food. I'm talikng about cheese!! Whenever a bread is topped with cream cheese, a pizza or a burger is stuffed with cheddar cheese, then everything is going cheesy for me.

I have no idea why I'm like this. McDonald's was all I got when I was little. Kids love McDonald's because they have toys and french fries, and I did so. That makes sense. But why am I going crazy about cheese when I grow up? That's dosen't make any sense at all. I hate being fat as everyone does. However, cheese is a mysterious thing that will never make me stop eating. Whenever I gulp down a pack of cheese, it's like the whole world becomes a paradise. But after that, the storm is coming. Cheese blows down my calories-counting plan, and let me regret every single day.

"That's why you love American food so much" said one of my friends. "What they eat in all their lives is those smelly cheese, which really smells like 7-day socks, and you're so freaky to love it that way." Ha! I don't give a .... I just love the way it smells, and it does bring me to life. Why dosen't Taiwan produce cheese? I'm so pissed off that all great cheese is imported and comes with high tariff.

I would rather get fat than live withuot cheese.
I can live on cheese and cheese alone in a little island with Willson.

"Cheese - milk's leap toward immortality." - Clifton Fadiman










Blue cheese is my whole life.

World is blue, I can be a smiley though.

A line of the F words probably will not make any impact on someone, especially strangers, but an eye contact or even just a little move will break someone's heart, especially BFF or close friends. I'm the one that easily think too far away about something trivial or worthless. Most of the time, I observe, analyze and read how people act. It works! I must say. Doing something in advance or offering help afterwards according to my observations both make me a better person. But then, I realize that it's not always as good as it is. The more you consider, the more you have to shoulder. Most humans are not difficult (at least not that difficult as some kind of serious pessimist.) We talk, eat and walk by instinct. There is no way to try to model behavior. (I'm not even a social economist.) I find that letting the nature take its course is the best way to deal with relationships, friendships included.

So why that complicated? I told myself that even dogs sometimes are awesome social experts. They don't talk, but they know how to be true. We talk, so we know how to cheat. Anyway, all I want to say is that I just want to let my mind go easy. Without those complex thoughts, I wish I could be a ... um ... a smiley. :)

I feel lucky

Thanks to all my great roommates, almost all my belongings can be stored in their house so that I don't have to send them all way back to my home. That would cost me lots of bucks if I do so. Since last year, I've felt lucky that I could live with them. They are not those who will build a cockroach world or do something bitchy. They won't make noise at late night and sleep like XXX in the morning. They are just kind, considerate, and easy-going! Thank God for the luck!


Yesterday, I watched Mamma Mia. OMG, the songs all are too awesome! I was like, dancing and singing with them from the start to the end. Meryl Streep is fantastic! I have no idea she can dance like this, like a teen girl or something. Though the plot is sort of easy, the atmosphere is indeed funny and relaxing. So whenever you are sad or blue, here is my suggestion: put on the DVD, sing out loud and be a Dancing Queen!!!

These two days

There is still a month away from now. I'm curious about what I can do during July. Reviewing civil law was indeed included in my list, but I doubt the possibility. ha! It sounds crazy. It's like, "Hey, hon! whacha doing now?" "I'm studying." "What? You serious? Are you nuts?" So, summer break is really not a good time to just hold a pen and sit there. Maybe having a part-time job? Like most of college students will do in summer break. "No!" my mom said. In fact, I was pissed off when hearing them turning me down. Why not? I will be paid and gain experiment! Why not? I'm going to argue with them when I go back to my hometown.

But the most important thing that I need to worry about is how to pack all my messy stuff. The dorm room is pretty small. It's a piece of cake fill it up. And now I have to clean it up. My roommates all complain that they hate tidying up those things. But I'd love to do that!!! I like packing things up! It feels like I can finally make myself well-organized and get refreshed!

After that, I can take a long-way bus back home.

The 1st page.

Last year, 2008, I went to New York with one of my friends.

On the first day of the trip, it was extremely disastrous and I had no idea how to get over it.

We were stuck at the JFK, had no connection with my family, and we stayed there until 1a.m. It was horrible.

Anyway, when days passed, we started to enjoy the Big Apple.

New york is smelly.

New York is dirty.

New York is cold. (I mean people are cold.)

New York is where you will die in 1 second. (high-rate criminal?)

After all, you will still love it.

As a matter of fact, I don't know why.

All the things that happend in NY seemed to be unforgettable and cool.

Last August 30th, I thought it might be the last time I could hear the annoying alarm sound of NYPD.

I thought it might be the last time I could take subway around Manhattan.

I was wrong.

This year, 2009, I booked the ticket to New York again. (1st August)

And this time.... I know what I'm going to do.

Not studying, it's too pricy!

Shopping? A little bit... (I'm lying.)

Eating? Definitely, 100%!

Sight-seeing? That's tourist-thing.

I will do something special... and I'll go there with my big brother ! (Justin.)

Wait and see...