Rupert

Today, one of the classmates borrowed my correspondence book to read for fun. At first, I didn't mention, thinking that maybe hours he would give up and return it back to me since this book was so heavy and big that not many people could bear to read it. However, not until after school at 8:30 did he give it back, which made me surprised that there was one that likes it. 

He said to me that he tried to understand and translate what I had written but failed to render the meaning. He even claimed that this language I used was like characters in ancient history. I smiled because I knew he couldn't clearly unterstand those words, yet I was still glad to see someone who can appriciate those pieces of work by paying attention and spending time trying to decipher English I wrote. Just like writing a book, I hope I could improve my writing skills day by day.

lyric everyday:

I don't know what you hurt inside,

Or what was said to make you cry.

I hope that you can see,

You are the greatest thing to me.

Lady Gaga- Greatest