More on Halloween

I just talked to HG for like 2 hours..........Love, what a complex feeling, connects everyone together. It is hard to love a person, and it is hard to be loved.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. it is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails
1 Corinthians 4-8

God loves us, and I love him too.


I think an extra hour of sleep is not gonna help much tonigh -- but it's better than nothing.


Women's Glee Club -- Concert at 3:30pm Aycock Auditorium

Halloween

I can't believe it's Halloween again! I still remember last Halloween I was at Lindsay's house with all my good friends. We went to a hunted house and Wal-Mart.........the good times! I miss them! Physics fun day was this time too!! I just can't believe a year has past, and now I'm a college student!

I just went to a party, and it was fun. Looking at the bonfire, hearing the country music, and thinking about everybody........I love it! I also met some great people, and I think now I will get more involve with IV! What a great group!

It's good today the day light saving time ends........I have an extra hour to sleep! Not like the prom day......the worst timing for the day light saving time! Didn't come home until 2, then it was actually 3 o'clock!

Journal (The Middle of Every Where -- Mary Pipher)

I think I am bicultural. I have my own ethnic background, and I am learning the ways that Americans do things. I am kind of glad that I didn't come to the US when I was really little, otherwise I would not be able to be fluent in Chinese as I am now. However, at the same time I wish I could have come here earlier, because I would not have an accent when I speak English. It is hard for me to understand my own identity sometimes. Since I have been in America for four years, Taiwanese people see me as an Americanized teenager, but at the same time Americans still see me as a foreigner. Also, my Chinese is getting worse because I don't speak it as often as before, and my English is not getting whole lot better either. It is hard to find a balance in between. I think it’s great that I have the opportunity to be bicultural, but sometimes I admire those who know where they belong. However, this is a path I chose, and there is no way of turning back.