Yesterday, I talked with my favorite teacher in my department. Firstly, we talked about his study. I listened him, because I could not understand what his study was, when I red a paper about his research. He taught me very carefully, and I was thanked for his kindness. But, at the same time, I was sorry for him. It is because I had not red his paper carefully. I red it just few seconds and stopped thinking. Oh I am very sorry.
After a conversation about that, I expressed my feelings that I don’t like my seminar’s teacher and I was thinking about changing a seminar for next two years. His advice was great and I could find what I would do in a graduate school. He gave me a point of view for a life which I did not know at all. The thought was very practical, I suppose. Wow.. one of the thought was having a flexibility in your mind, that was what I had not have and really needed. My heart was set free by his words and now I feel so good.
Today, I am going to a club duzz, where my dance friends have a graduation party. I miss break-dance very much.
After a conversation about that, I expressed my feelings that I don’t like my seminar’s teacher and I was thinking about changing a seminar for next two years. His advice was great and I could find what I would do in a graduate school. He gave me a point of view for a life which I did not know at all. The thought was very practical, I suppose. Wow.. one of the thought was having a flexibility in your mind, that was what I had not have and really needed. My heart was set free by his words and now I feel so good.
Today, I am going to a club duzz, where my dance friends have a graduation party. I miss break-dance very much.
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Last week I went to Osaka castle to see plum blossoms as it is a kind of every year event for me. It wasn't sunny but plum blossoms were so beautiful. I could see pink ,red and white plum blossoms full blooming. I met many people there. I was very interested in those people as well as beautiful flowers. Young girls were so cheerful chatting under the plum trees. Old people enjoyed drinking Amazake sitting at benches. Some cameramen were so crazy with taking pictures. Some wanted to buy flower pots checking this and that. Some were viewing plum blossoms sitting at wheelchairs with helpers.
Every flowers aren't the same. So are people.
We have own characters and lives. I don't know whether we can come true our dreams as if flowers are blooming in spring or not. We should try to do our best like flowers.
Every flowers aren't the same. So are people.
We have own characters and lives. I don't know whether we can come true our dreams as if flowers are blooming in spring or not. We should try to do our best like flowers.
>Mr.Bob
You have great persons around you. It's great.
Do you dance? Are you a good dancer?
I went a Rave before. My friend showed me some
techniques, but actually not so great...
>miss/Mrs. Erika
It's good to meet you.
Plum is one of my favourite flower. I can imagine a
picture that all people who were in that place enjoyed
flowers equally and naturally. It's wonderful.
You have great persons around you. It's great.
Do you dance? Are you a good dancer?
I went a Rave before. My friend showed me some
techniques, but actually not so great...
>miss/Mrs. Erika
It's good to meet you.
Plum is one of my favourite flower. I can imagine a
picture that all people who were in that place enjoyed
flowers equally and naturally. It's wonderful.
>Erika
Is it your this week's journal?
if it is your journal,maybe,it is better for you
to make your own topic and write your jounal there.
>kappou
Yes!
I tell you my best memory.
I danced at a street with my dance-teacher and his friends
in front of the Machida station, where many people across, and we got
a lot of cheers and money in a day.
My contricution was not so big, but I prouded of myself who
could danced with really really great dancers.
However I did't dance for a year.
I want to come back very much.
Is it your this week's journal?
if it is your journal,maybe,it is better for you
to make your own topic and write your jounal there.
>kappou
Yes!
I tell you my best memory.
I danced at a street with my dance-teacher and his friends
in front of the Machida station, where many people across, and we got
a lot of cheers and money in a day.
My contricution was not so big, but I prouded of myself who
could danced with really really great dancers.
However I did't dance for a year.
I want to come back very much.
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