Where you’d like to be and what you’d like to be doing five years from now -Journal

I would like to be a math teacher for deaf children in California or Texas, a counselor/therapist for LGBT, or photographer for traveling. I would like to graduate Mt Sac and transfer to California State University Northridge (CSUN). If I wanted to travel, I would leave California for one or two years. My dad’s family already informed me about their plans to invite me joining them for travel in China. There’s a reason I loved to travel and take the pictures of the nature, people, animals, and other stuffs. Few years later, I would adopt two or three kids as my children because I wanted to support them for love, happiness, and good childhood. I already imagined about my future because I wanted to reach my many dreams. I wouldn’t give up on myself and my dreams. I already promised to one of my good friends, Sabrina. She already known that I wanted to help any children who have bad experiences from their family abusing. If few years later, I would be married to my future husband. That would be problem because it will be hardest for me finding Mr. Right who could earn my trust and feelings.

A Woman with Neon Pink Hair

This picture of a woman with neon pink hair was reminded me about one of my good friends who played a red violin in high school or college I wasn’t sure to remember. Daisy, my friend enjoyed playing her violin at everywhere, so she sometimes went to the studio in Los Angeles to improve each music. She told me that she hoped to play the silent music for her grandparents. There’s a reason why she hoped that because she missed them since her grandparents were dead in their ages like ninety year olds. I could tell that she never given up on herself and her dreams to be a musician in future. She always showed her pretty smile to everyone while she was calming down herself for thirty seconds. She loved to dye her hair with neon pink. Therefore, she loved her favorite color; pink and neon pink. I don’t know why she picked her dreamy career on the top of her list. She exampled me that she could finish the list what she wanted to do/find a right path. Nobody could forced or judged her about her dreamy career. That’s what she had lots of dream for music, career, and her life.

My imagine about this woman with neon pink hair. She never had a good childhood in her whole life because her parents weren’t support her for her career. There’s a reason why she looked calm and little happy because she had lots of experiences with the music. She sometimes played her red violin in the front of her house, the park, or a mall. Many people could notice her playing the violin and heard the smooth and beauty tune. After she finished playing the violin, they clapped and dropped some money in the violin case. Therefore, she always worked on her music sheets. She was playing the violin in her house when she felt calm, angry, upset, depressed, or other emotions. Behind her, the wall was brownish, three lime rectangle windows, and the black and green-blue curtains. She doesn’t care about the colors on windows, curtains, wall, or other furnitures. There’s a reason she doesn’t have time to paint any colors on the wall or pick any the furnitures with shapes or colors. She always thought about herself and music. She doesn’t mind that she wore the black sweatshirt and strange pair of earrings because some women gave her the odd looks. She sometimes wore black or pink sweatshirts, shirts, or dresses because she had her own emotions like quiet, happiness, love, and calm. However, she loved to show people who she was. She had no taste of clothes or dresses while she was focusing on the music sheets for her dreamy career as a musician. She hoped to traveling everywhere in United States or other countries to learn different music genres. That’s what she had a long-term goal to be a musician.

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The Best Thing I’ve Ever Eaten

        If I had to pick a favorite candy, I would bring with me to everywhere in the world and never stop myself eating, it would be ferrero rocher. The first thing people love about ferrero rocher is the way it looks. Unlike a lot of other candies, small brown round, and light brown crispy with shiny everywhere on that candy ferrero rocher. The smell of ferrero rocher is amazing. Really good chocolately if you smell or open the wrapper off. It also smell fresh and nice when you buy or bring. Nothing tastes perfect like ferrero rocher. When you chew and taste the soft and sweet of nutty into your mouth and tongue. You can say, “That’s so delicious” while you was eating. It also creamy and smooth than other candies. There’s one thing I forget to add; crunchy because there are lot of nuts on ferrero rocher. My favorite thing about ferrero rocher is the way it feels in my mouth. I can feel the rough and thick with the layer of ferrero rocher when I was chewing hard. I can’t imagine that it is strongly and hard than other candies. To be honest, I love the different candies, but I decide to pick ferrero rocher that makes me feeling so heaven and enjoyable.

A birthday cake (Journal- Free Topic)

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday dear —

Wait, where is the birthday person?

Oh, nobody know where is him/her.

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday dear —

Oh, one of many people just finds him/her.

Where? When? How? Name?

A tall girl Tammi is sitting on the chair at the food court in the mall.

She should be come home for her birthday party.

But she refuses to come because she wants to have fun by herself alone in the mall with many people.

There’s a reason why she doesn’t want to be embarrassed by her family and friends.

Well she thinks about her favorite birthday cake.

Raspberries, strawberries, blueberries, kiwis, and mangos.

Vanilla and chocolate.

She wants to eat that birthday cake with them because she hears some rumor that it is delicious.

She hopes that her family buy a birthday cake for her.

Very soon…

Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time there was a little red riding hood…

 

A boy asked his grandmother about big bad wolf in the dark green forest. She never told him about the biggest rules in the cities.

“You can’t go to that dark green forest without anyone.” She explained to her little grandson. “There’s a big bad wolf who enjoy killed each person wearing red things.”

“Why red?” A boy asked her. “Is it bad to wear red cloak?”

She always worried that he only wore red clothes, and she was sure that he was going to get eaten by the wolf if he continued to do so.  She decided the only way to save him was to make him wear a different color.  But how would she do that?  She figured she’d have to trick him somehow.

“Perhaps I could throw some paint on him,” she thought.  But she knew that would really piss him off, and he might run away if she did that.  Then she thought that maybe she could try to take the long way around but it would take two times as long. the long way around she had to go though the tallest of mountains and many caves

5 minutes later, The Hulk came out from behind the little girl. He then went on to ask “why are you standing here  blocking the entrance?”. She explained the situation, this made The Hulk angry so he Hulked up even more and picked the girl up and jumped into the sky and once he landed, the girl realized that they were already threw the dangers of the dark green forest. Oh yeah, The Hulk “SMASHED” the big bad wolf. After this the small girl had thanked hulk for getting her threw the forest. The girl asked if he would follow her just in case the wolf were to return. The hulk agreed to help her so as the little girl continued on her path she started to get sleepy. The little girl asked hulk for him to carry her while he walked the path. He agreed to carry her. While they were halfways through the dark green forest the hulk suddenly heard branches moving. He woke up little red so she can help him look to see who was making the commotion. She suddenly heard a deep dark voice yell out, “I see you red”. She got extremely frightened and started to hold onto the hulk as tight as she can . But then she and the hulk saw the little boy from up . The little from up was in the house with the thousands balloons all exploded,”BOOM.” Sending the house that the boy from the movie Up, hurling down toward the ground thousands of miles from the sky. There was only one problem, the boy had Disney to back.

Where I’m From

I am from buddhist prayer beads,

from Mala and religion.

I am from the grass on the front porch,

(Green, sparkle,

it tasted like animal food.)

I am from the pink, yellow, and red roses

the long square bush

remind me if I would hide my body.

 

I’m from First Cake Cut Wish and Chinese New Year,

from Michael and Fonly.

I’m from the must-be-perfect

and the eat-meals-together,

I’m from Buddhist,

to lead a wholesome life

and make the great vow.

 

I’m from the family tree genetics,

white rice and sweet tea.

From the arms my father cook to get the burn,

the fingers my mother sew for the clothes.

 

On the third out of fifth shelves with many album books

staying old to new pictures,

thinking about those dreams,

in past, present, and future.

I am proud of myself —

being deaf and gay —

in a first-generation from my family.

A boy gets the flu (Journal- Free Topic)

A little boy who is

sad, unhappy, and tired.

He sleeps on his small bed

and holds his brown teddy bear

in his arms because he wants

to feel more comfortable.

His parents are worried

about their little son.

They don’t know

what’s happening to him.

They call the doctor, Dr. Smith

and wait for him coming their house.

Dr. Smith comes into their house

and greets them for good manner,

but he asks them where their son is.

They lead him to their son’s room.

He opens the door and sees

the little boy who still sick.

He decides to check on him

and finds out that he has flu.

He informs them that

their son only gets a flu this year.

He gives them a paper for medicine

to help their son gets well.

Something that you regret -Journal

I regret everything in my whole life.

Long time ago, I was a little kid with my four cousins. They always jealous of me because I was very smart in the elementary and middle school. Well I sometimes got in trouble with other classmates in the classes. There’s a reason my parents never let me hanging out with anyone from the school. They thought that I would listen what they said, but I wasn’t listen.

I have a horrible life. No one can understood my feelings when I felt little guilt. I did hurt one of my fake friends at the playground because he always bullied me at all the time. I decided to throw a ball at him and hit him very hard. Well the staff didn’t scold me about the rules. She still understood why I never show my real smile to them.

My parents never sorry about myself being deaf. They never sorry about my personality. They always NEVER sorry about their decisions. I always struggled to find a way to understand what they said.

Few years later, I became young boy. I did regret myself to steal something from my family. They always scolded me about bad situation because they didn’t want me to be a robber or bad person in future. I almost never listen what they said. They always supported me anytime.

In present, I learned how to regret myself for what I did things to my family and good friends. I wanted to forgive them for understanding and supporting. That’s why I want to help them if they have a problem with regret in themselves.

A kid’s flavor of ice cream (Journal- Free Topic)

A little child feels

hungry and impatient.

He wants to eat

something like sweet.

He smells the scents of

vanilla, strawberry, chocolate,

blueberry, cherry, raspberry,

banana, pineapple, and green apple.

He sees what…

A biggest ice cream cone

on the top of a truck.

He walks toward it,

and he wants to order

his flavor of ice cream.

He can’t decide to

pick one of them.

A tall man suggests him

a question to him,

“what is your favorite food?”

He gets an idea,

so he tells a tall man

his answer “strawberry”.

A man gets an ice cream of strawberry,

and gives it to a little boy.

He enjoys eating it.

A time when I was really scared -Journal

Thirteen years ago, my four cousins and I went into my uncle’s room in my grandparents’ old and big apartment. We watched him playing the scary game about killing zombies. I always scared while I was crawling toward the small television slowly and the zombie appeared out of blue. Suddenly, I was screamed loudly and ran out of his room before my cousins grabbed my arm. There’s a reason I always hate horror games, movies, books, and TV shows for many years. Few of my good friends already knew that I avoided the topic of horror because it made me easily worried and scared at all the time. Honestly, I watched that movie, “Orphan” with one of my hearing friends at her house few months ago. Well I was embarrassed that I almost got a heart attack when I saw that girl hit the bird with a red and hard brick. That’s why I decided to not watch any horror movies in present. That was my embarrassed story……