Memories are coming back

A deep emotional relationship between a father and a daughter.


An exaggerating facial expression on an innocent girl's face.

Wondering if there is a chance to become a top model someday.

Or being covers of fashion magazines.

Surrounded with love.

Born to be a performer.

Memories are coming back.

I've never thought that I could be so different than before.

While feeling down at noon, I went upstairs to get some CDs; in the meanwhile, I found the old albums, and then I stopped to retrospect these memories.

Sometimes we can forget what others just do to us by thinking of other things. Exactly, the mood had just changed while the sweet time I fell in the albums.

Yeah...

Life is full of sweet things, yet it depends on what you look forward to it.

Surprise

So many years have gone by, I used to be the one who helps others' dreams come true, and I never thought of there would be a person does the same thing to me oneday. Never wish for miracle; it will happen on time.

A few months ago, I'd helped one of my friends in Acappella club rehearsing songs for some performances. During that time, I told him I'd like to rehearse an old song called "Dynamite". However, it's too hard for him and other members to do the bass part and chorus part. We ended the notion.

After finishing some important performances, I don't have much time to rehearse with them. Actually, I was not gonna join the club in the first place, and I did those rehearsal for friends.
Okay, get to the point. I've never heard of anyone remembers my words and wants to fulfill it for me. He, Justin, told me "I will complete the song!" last night. Hooooohh! Great! That's heart-warming.

No matter he does this for me, or for extra advantages he might get in the future; I appreciate for his help. And I'm looking forward to the performance.

This is the performance for new comers.

The first experience of a speech

It was an exciting day! I had my first speech this morning, and everything was out of control. The fonts went to wrong places since there wasn't the same font on the school computer, and I started to talk nonsense out of my plan. Man proposes and god disposes.

I should have thought of these problems, and actually I've thought of these before going to school. Apparently, hesitation makes hesitation. I didn't put the fonts in my USB drive. How foolish I was! And I was doomed to fail and feel embarrassed in the class and my first speech show. Sigh.

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.

However, I did enjoy my speech though I screw it up by having no idea what to do on the stage. This situation is similar to the first time I was singing in front of the audience. Blank, blank, and nothing left. Practice makes perfect! I did a lot nice performances after those embarrassed experiences.

I think this is the reason I chose this class. I'm here to learn, not here to be perfect all the time. As long as I went back to my seat, I realized that I just challenge myself by making mistakes. How optimistic I am! :P

Yeah, I feel better now. Gotta go to the class for my kids. Hey yo!



Though I've been breaking the contract for a week, believe me, I'll soonly catch up on them!!! I have a lot stories to be told, but I haven't had a time to complete. Wait for two days and they'wll come up.