In this semester I have English for law class. For 3 months that I spend the time to read 2 for books; a time to kill, the firm. The stories have a many point different, many kind of think, many character. But the best point that made me like it. I will tell you later.
Generally in “a time to kill” the story told about conflict in the different skins; dark skin between white skin. The story was begun by the blacks killed the whites especially in the white country since the conflict was divided 2 position “Jake” who want to help the blacks. “Rufus” who need to the blacks go to the jail. Finally “Jake” who’s a hero it a story was wins in the case by his capability.
For the part in “the firm” take about in one lawyer life who enter the best of the law firm. He was a handsome, tall, urgently wanted to succeed “Mitch”. Let a moment for he worked in the law firm. He was known the law firm is the mafia law firm which laundered money. Mitch would do anything, anyway for escaped the dangerous. Finally he succeeds to escape the mafia.
But the best story in my thinking is “A time to kill” because the reason for I gave, first. Second, I think “A time to kill” has a many sense involve the legal process, but “The firm” not have Why they different, and important… So, When we study Law, we want to know, learn a legal step. When we read, know a story, we need to learn about legal from a textbook like the two stories “the firm” almost in the story haven’t law involve. But in “A time to kill” most of the story had a legal step. I think if you study law, now you must to read “A time to kill” that made you know and understand the legal step more than you read “The firm”.
Third, If you read “A time to kill” you will see the ability from “Jake”. He was a good lawyer. He could to learned and problem as fast as he could fix a problem. He could search a problem when everybody couldn’t see and used the key point to fix a problem in recently
Finally, the last position so I think is very difficult in topic “A time to kill” has a legal step in “common law” but in fact, in Thailand legal step have “civil law”
Next I see the point and compare between the legal step in Thailand and USA. Then you will understand the legal step in other country so much. You can know in legal process into your country so much. And you can use the law into the legal step easily.
All of thing made me think “A time to kill” is the best story in this semester.”A time to kill” talk a about the investigation, the legal step in the court. So that have a value for study law.
2007/09/12
2007/09/03
Try to write it...
Try to write it…
I think that the good time humm… or not good time?? “ha ha ha” So good time! And I think I will do something to up skill in English language again. I spent most of the time to wrote a my new story “horror story” in the paper and now that the good time I will copy draft from paper to this here.
OK let start it…Sick, cold and tired.
I felt bad. I decided to skip my lecture and stay at home. I had one of those fevers where I was too hot to stay in bed and too cold to get up. I felt too sick to do anything but too guilty to sit still and do nothing. I had tried to do some studying for a while. I gave up when I realised that I'd had five attempts at reading the same paragraph but had never made it past the middle of the third line.
Kayleigh, my flat mate, hadn't been home for almost two days. She'd phoned so she knew I felt bad and she'd promised to pick up some milk and a loaf of bread. I cursed her as I searched through the kitchen cupboards for something to eat. They were empty, and I was forced to accept that I'd have to pull myself together and go shopping.
Wrapped up in my thickest coat I tripped and sniffed to the shop at the end of Maple Street feeling drained, pathetic and thoroughly sorry for myself.
There were three customers (including me) in Mr Rashid's shop. I didn't pay any of them any attention at first. I was stood there haggling with myself, trying to justify spending a few pence more on my favourite brand of spaghetti sauce, when an old bloke lurched at me. For the fraction of a second before he touched me I was half-aware that he was coming. He reached out and grabbed hold of my arm. He was fighting for breath. It looked like he was having an asthma attack or something. I was only five terms into my five years of medical study and I didn't have a clue what was happening to him.
His face was ashen white and the grip he had on my sleeve tightened. I started to try and squirm away from him but I couldn't get free. I dropped my shopping basket and tried to prise his bony fingers off my arm.
There was a sudden noise behind me and I looked back over my shoulder to see that the other shopper had collapsed into a display rack, sending jars, tins and packets of food crashing to the ground. He lay on his back amongst them, coughing, holding his throat and writhing around in agony.
I felt the grip on my arm loosen and I turned back to look at the old man. Tears of inexplicable pain and fear ran freely down his weathered cheeks as he fought to catch his breath. His throat was obviously blocked, but I couldn't tell by what. My brain slowly began to click into gear and I started thinking about loosening his collar and laying him down. Before I could do anything he opened his wide, toothless mouth and I saw that there was blood inside. The thick crimson blood trickled down his chin and began to drip on the floor in front of me. He dropped to the ground at my feet and I watched helplessly as his body convulsed and shook.
I turned back to look at the other man who also lay on the marble floor, thrashing his arms and legs desperately around him.
I ran to the back of the shop to try and find Mr Rashid. The shop led directly into their home. By the time I found him and his wife they were both dead. Mrs Rashid had fallen in the kitchen and lay next to an upturned chair. The tap was still running. The sink had overfilled and water was spilling down the units and collecting in a pool around the dead lady's legs. Mr Rashid lay in the middle of the living room carpet. His face was screwed up in agony. He looked terrified.
I ran back through to the front of the shop. Both of the men I'd left fighting for breath were dead.
I walked back outside. The sun was incredibly bright and I had to shield my eyes. There were bodies everywhere - even through the brightness the dark shapes on the ground were unmistakable. Hundreds of people seemed to have died. I looked at the few closest to me. Whatever it was that had killed the people inside the shop had killed everyone outside too. They had all suffocated. Every face I looked into was ashen white and the mouth of every body was bloodied and red.
I looked up towards the junction of Maple Street and High Street. Three cars had crashed in the middle of the box junction. No-one was moving. Everything was still. The only thing that changed was the colour of the traffic lights as they steadily worked their way through red, amber and green.
There were hundreds, maybe even thousands of bodies around me. I was numb, cold and sick and I walked home, picking my way through the corpses as if they were just litter that had been dropped on the streets. I didn't allow myself to think about what had happened. I guess I knew that I wouldn't be able to find any answers. I didn't want to know what had killed the rest of the world around me and I didn't want to know why I was the only one left.
I let myself into the flat and locked the door behind me. I went into my room, drew the curtains and climbed back into bed. I lay there, curled up as tightly as I could, until it was dark.
“Do you think…?? “
”That OK…??”
“Are you fear…??”
I think that the good time humm… or not good time?? “ha ha ha” So good time! And I think I will do something to up skill in English language again. I spent most of the time to wrote a my new story “horror story” in the paper and now that the good time I will copy draft from paper to this here.
OK let start it…Sick, cold and tired.
I felt bad. I decided to skip my lecture and stay at home. I had one of those fevers where I was too hot to stay in bed and too cold to get up. I felt too sick to do anything but too guilty to sit still and do nothing. I had tried to do some studying for a while. I gave up when I realised that I'd had five attempts at reading the same paragraph but had never made it past the middle of the third line.
Kayleigh, my flat mate, hadn't been home for almost two days. She'd phoned so she knew I felt bad and she'd promised to pick up some milk and a loaf of bread. I cursed her as I searched through the kitchen cupboards for something to eat. They were empty, and I was forced to accept that I'd have to pull myself together and go shopping.
Wrapped up in my thickest coat I tripped and sniffed to the shop at the end of Maple Street feeling drained, pathetic and thoroughly sorry for myself.
There were three customers (including me) in Mr Rashid's shop. I didn't pay any of them any attention at first. I was stood there haggling with myself, trying to justify spending a few pence more on my favourite brand of spaghetti sauce, when an old bloke lurched at me. For the fraction of a second before he touched me I was half-aware that he was coming. He reached out and grabbed hold of my arm. He was fighting for breath. It looked like he was having an asthma attack or something. I was only five terms into my five years of medical study and I didn't have a clue what was happening to him.
His face was ashen white and the grip he had on my sleeve tightened. I started to try and squirm away from him but I couldn't get free. I dropped my shopping basket and tried to prise his bony fingers off my arm.
There was a sudden noise behind me and I looked back over my shoulder to see that the other shopper had collapsed into a display rack, sending jars, tins and packets of food crashing to the ground. He lay on his back amongst them, coughing, holding his throat and writhing around in agony.
I felt the grip on my arm loosen and I turned back to look at the old man. Tears of inexplicable pain and fear ran freely down his weathered cheeks as he fought to catch his breath. His throat was obviously blocked, but I couldn't tell by what. My brain slowly began to click into gear and I started thinking about loosening his collar and laying him down. Before I could do anything he opened his wide, toothless mouth and I saw that there was blood inside. The thick crimson blood trickled down his chin and began to drip on the floor in front of me. He dropped to the ground at my feet and I watched helplessly as his body convulsed and shook.
I turned back to look at the other man who also lay on the marble floor, thrashing his arms and legs desperately around him.
I ran to the back of the shop to try and find Mr Rashid. The shop led directly into their home. By the time I found him and his wife they were both dead. Mrs Rashid had fallen in the kitchen and lay next to an upturned chair. The tap was still running. The sink had overfilled and water was spilling down the units and collecting in a pool around the dead lady's legs. Mr Rashid lay in the middle of the living room carpet. His face was screwed up in agony. He looked terrified.
I ran back through to the front of the shop. Both of the men I'd left fighting for breath were dead.
I walked back outside. The sun was incredibly bright and I had to shield my eyes. There were bodies everywhere - even through the brightness the dark shapes on the ground were unmistakable. Hundreds of people seemed to have died. I looked at the few closest to me. Whatever it was that had killed the people inside the shop had killed everyone outside too. They had all suffocated. Every face I looked into was ashen white and the mouth of every body was bloodied and red.
I looked up towards the junction of Maple Street and High Street. Three cars had crashed in the middle of the box junction. No-one was moving. Everything was still. The only thing that changed was the colour of the traffic lights as they steadily worked their way through red, amber and green.
There were hundreds, maybe even thousands of bodies around me. I was numb, cold and sick and I walked home, picking my way through the corpses as if they were just litter that had been dropped on the streets. I didn't allow myself to think about what had happened. I guess I knew that I wouldn't be able to find any answers. I didn't want to know what had killed the rest of the world around me and I didn't want to know why I was the only one left.
I let myself into the flat and locked the door behind me. I went into my room, drew the curtains and climbed back into bed. I lay there, curled up as tightly as I could, until it was dark.
“Do you think…?? “
”That OK…??”
“Are you fear…??”
2007/09/02
Weekday to Weekend.
Weekday to Weekend.
That so long, so I didn’t up date my dairy because this time closer final area I must start read a textbook.
In weekday I didn’t do anymore but I spent most of the time to home work and read a text book (Law)
In weekday most of the people must spent the time to relax and enjoy to favorite activity. But I need to do work and spent the time to read a book.that day is weekend the end of a week but I didn’t end all my work.I need to work hard, read a book hard for exam. Have a nice Sunday
Have a nice Weekend.
That so long, so I didn’t up date my dairy because this time closer final area I must start read a textbook.
In weekday I didn’t do anymore but I spent most of the time to home work and read a text book (Law)
In weekday most of the people must spent the time to relax and enjoy to favorite activity. But I need to do work and spent the time to read a book.that day is weekend the end of a week but I didn’t end all my work.I need to work hard, read a book hard for exam. Have a nice Sunday
Have a nice Weekend.
“love is sacrifice”
Review to show my mind
So I would like to review the old story because if I continues to write a journal but I hadn’t old story I can’t to write continues.Review Today I was so confused in my mind especially in my heart. The story was begun since last semester when I was freshman. I met a girl who is study in faculty of law as me. On that day which was my exam, I was reading a textbook near the library.A moment later, one charming girl stepped closer and set opposite to me. She had a long brown hair, white skin, big eyes, cheerful, pretty shot and more sex appears.All of thing made me impressed by her. I wanted to know about her and wanted to talk with her more. But that day I couldn’t to take her because I read a textbook for exam. Then I never met her.
Until this semester I met her again. Especially she studied English in my class.
I’m very happy! I think… I will do sth. to let her know what I feel about her.
In other hand tell now she never had a boyfriend, but I know… she has just had boyfriend recently.
“What can I do??”
“What I will do??”
I think… I will do by “look to her who has a happy”
To show my mind
Some people said that “love is sacrifice” as me in this moment. From experience in the past it made me know…
Although her have a boyfriend.
Although I without her I was felt happy.
Just I close up her.
Just I know her fine.
Just I know her happy with her boyfriend.
Just I take cares her closer.
Just I hear her void.
Just I see her smile.
And
I just hope I was her friend only.
I just hope I stay with her when her cry.
I just hope the last that was missing by her.
Henceforth I will restraint one’s mind, told to my own I‘m her friend.
All of thing that made me know I give in sacrifice for my love.
So I would like to review the old story because if I continues to write a journal but I hadn’t old story I can’t to write continues.Review Today I was so confused in my mind especially in my heart. The story was begun since last semester when I was freshman. I met a girl who is study in faculty of law as me. On that day which was my exam, I was reading a textbook near the library.A moment later, one charming girl stepped closer and set opposite to me. She had a long brown hair, white skin, big eyes, cheerful, pretty shot and more sex appears.All of thing made me impressed by her. I wanted to know about her and wanted to talk with her more. But that day I couldn’t to take her because I read a textbook for exam. Then I never met her.
Until this semester I met her again. Especially she studied English in my class.
I’m very happy! I think… I will do sth. to let her know what I feel about her.
In other hand tell now she never had a boyfriend, but I know… she has just had boyfriend recently.
“What can I do??”
“What I will do??”
I think… I will do by “look to her who has a happy”
To show my mind
Some people said that “love is sacrifice” as me in this moment. From experience in the past it made me know…
Although her have a boyfriend.
Although I without her I was felt happy.
Just I close up her.
Just I know her fine.
Just I know her happy with her boyfriend.
Just I take cares her closer.
Just I hear her void.
Just I see her smile.
And
I just hope I was her friend only.
I just hope I stay with her when her cry.
I just hope the last that was missing by her.
Henceforth I will restraint one’s mind, told to my own I‘m her friend.
All of thing that made me know I give in sacrifice for my love.
2007/08/25
Busy - -
Busy!!!
Before I didn’t wrote a diary so long time, now that the good time “ha ha ha”
So in this week I hadn’t time next I will explain step by step what me did in last days?
On Monday before class Eng 1 I went to hospital near my home so I got on by bus.Humm I had a sick ; headache, fever, queasy, vomit, dizzy so much.
When I arrived here doctor he told me… If you ate snack sure you must to admit in hospital. “ha ha ha” I coughed so much.
In Tuesday had one class in the morning and next I went to my office father help his work. And we went to restaurant had a dinner with my family.
In Wednesday I work up late so that day had not class in the morning and I had a class in evening ; world civilization , law of obligation. I studied since 12.00 am. to 19.00 pm that continue “no break!”
In Thursday I had a class in the morning and in the evening I work up early for studied Eng. 1 and I had free time to 17.00 pm. Then I had studied again “principle of law “ In Friday I very happy I hadn’t class in this day but that I had a class “ Ethic “ Heerrr!!! Burning!!! In this subject nothing… I didn’t understand why ABAC order everybody need to studied that subject.
And now Saturday I need to work up early again I had a class in the morning” Criminal Law 2 “ after class I spend a less time for typed a diary in wed side. Next my parents will pick me to go to Pattaya for rest in weekend.
I think in next week I will to write a story again for develop skill in English.To be continue na kub
Have a nice everyday
Before I didn’t wrote a diary so long time, now that the good time “ha ha ha”
So in this week I hadn’t time next I will explain step by step what me did in last days?
On Monday before class Eng 1 I went to hospital near my home so I got on by bus.Humm I had a sick ; headache, fever, queasy, vomit, dizzy so much.
When I arrived here doctor he told me… If you ate snack sure you must to admit in hospital. “ha ha ha” I coughed so much.
In Tuesday had one class in the morning and next I went to my office father help his work. And we went to restaurant had a dinner with my family.
In Wednesday I work up late so that day had not class in the morning and I had a class in evening ; world civilization , law of obligation. I studied since 12.00 am. to 19.00 pm that continue “no break!”
In Thursday I had a class in the morning and in the evening I work up early for studied Eng. 1 and I had free time to 17.00 pm. Then I had studied again “principle of law “ In Friday I very happy I hadn’t class in this day but that I had a class “ Ethic “ Heerrr!!! Burning!!! In this subject nothing… I didn’t understand why ABAC order everybody need to studied that subject.
And now Saturday I need to work up early again I had a class in the morning” Criminal Law 2 “ after class I spend a less time for typed a diary in wed side. Next my parents will pick me to go to Pattaya for rest in weekend.
I think in next week I will to write a story again for develop skill in English.To be continue na kub
Have a nice everyday
2007/08/15
Work more
Intro Today my teacher ordered home work to me “The Firm” that the shot story. I received in chapter 7 for summery, and searched a vocabulary. Fact today I wouldn’t wrote a journal because I very busy in this day.
Herr!!! OK OK work work work just do it!!!Chapter 7 In this Chapter 7 “Terrance” that is the name of FBI agent who entered a one lawyer life, and everything began. I think that chapter is the most important in this story because if the story hadn’t chapter 7 the story couldn’t step together.
If you feel you might be suspect in this firm. Why they gave a highest salary to Mitch, supported house, and car. Why in the firm at fifth floor had the first safety by armed guard, TV surveillances screen, and mental doors. Why they recorded the phone call between Mitch & Abby. And why the firm had a 5 person die in 15 years.
All of thing came for suspicion at Mitch, but he didn’t interest it. When Terrance who FBI agent came to Mitch in the restaurant, told the fact in Mitch’s house had a bug dropped by the firm, and most he told about an accident between Hodge’s and Kozinski’s death weren’t accident “Suspect accident” that made Mitch frightened, though about a stories were passing , and made him be carefully.
So, this chapter was begun to another chapter.Vocabulary
Widow: A widow is a woman whose husband has died and who has not married again.
Wiping: dirt or liquid from sth. , you remove it, for example by using a cloth or your hand.
Delighted: If you are delighted you’re extremely pleased and exited about sth.
Ability: your ability to do sth. is the fact that you cab do it.
Accent: someone who speak with a particular accent pronounce the words of a language in distinctive way that show which country , region , or social class they come from.
Smuggler: Smuggler are people who take goods into or out of a country illegal.
Naturally:
1. You use naturally to indicate that you think sth. is very obvious and not at all suspiring in the circumstance.
2. You can use naturally to talk about a characteristic of someone’s personality when it is the way that they normally act.
3.If someone is naturally good at sth. They learn it easily and quickly and do it very well.
Persuade:
1. If you persuade someone to do sth. you cause them to do it by giving them good reason for doing it.
2. If sth. persuade someone to take a particular course of action, it course them to take that course of action because it is a good reason for doing so.
3. If you persuade someone that sth. is true, you say things tat eventually make them believe that it is true.
The edge: the outside limit of an object , a surface or an area ; the part furthest from the centre
PS. Sorry teacher I'm so late because yesterday and this day I had a class in the evening at 14.00-19.00 pm. ( law class).So I was send that work late.I apologia to you.
Herr!!! OK OK work work work just do it!!!Chapter 7 In this Chapter 7 “Terrance” that is the name of FBI agent who entered a one lawyer life, and everything began. I think that chapter is the most important in this story because if the story hadn’t chapter 7 the story couldn’t step together.
If you feel you might be suspect in this firm. Why they gave a highest salary to Mitch, supported house, and car. Why in the firm at fifth floor had the first safety by armed guard, TV surveillances screen, and mental doors. Why they recorded the phone call between Mitch & Abby. And why the firm had a 5 person die in 15 years.
All of thing came for suspicion at Mitch, but he didn’t interest it. When Terrance who FBI agent came to Mitch in the restaurant, told the fact in Mitch’s house had a bug dropped by the firm, and most he told about an accident between Hodge’s and Kozinski’s death weren’t accident “Suspect accident” that made Mitch frightened, though about a stories were passing , and made him be carefully.
So, this chapter was begun to another chapter.Vocabulary
Widow: A widow is a woman whose husband has died and who has not married again.
Wiping: dirt or liquid from sth. , you remove it, for example by using a cloth or your hand.
Delighted: If you are delighted you’re extremely pleased and exited about sth.
Ability: your ability to do sth. is the fact that you cab do it.
Accent: someone who speak with a particular accent pronounce the words of a language in distinctive way that show which country , region , or social class they come from.
Smuggler: Smuggler are people who take goods into or out of a country illegal.
Naturally:
1. You use naturally to indicate that you think sth. is very obvious and not at all suspiring in the circumstance.
2. You can use naturally to talk about a characteristic of someone’s personality when it is the way that they normally act.
3.If someone is naturally good at sth. They learn it easily and quickly and do it very well.
Persuade:
1. If you persuade someone to do sth. you cause them to do it by giving them good reason for doing it.
2. If sth. persuade someone to take a particular course of action, it course them to take that course of action because it is a good reason for doing so.
3. If you persuade someone that sth. is true, you say things tat eventually make them believe that it is true.
The edge: the outside limit of an object , a surface or an area ; the part furthest from the centre
PS. Sorry teacher I'm so late because yesterday and this day I had a class in the evening at 14.00-19.00 pm. ( law class).So I was send that work late.I apologia to you.
2007/08/13
Dizzy
Today have a good time to continues the story “ Horror in University “ after I though a pattern and the end of the story. Finally I was thinks
“OK!!! Let continues"
Her!!! Finally, that story finish. I remember I wrote a story since semester 1 “Ha Ha Ha” that so long “Forget it! “And now we continue my lift style in this day.
Fantastic!!! Today the roads hadn’t anything “no one” “on cars” “on traffic jam”, and most I transformed from my home to ABAC that, too fast “No No” very fast!!!”
I didn’t believed in my eyes. When I arrived at University that made me knew ABAC
The one of the University had a classes, teach, and students want to study in this day. “Ha Ha Ha“ I will remember until I will die. So the fantastic made me dizzy.
However I hope everybody have a nice day as your personality so nice, too.
Good day Good dream Good Bye…
“OK!!! Let continues"
Everything would be okay. I was wrong. As I got closer to the car I realised that it had stopped. I slowed down and pulled up alongside. The driver's seat was empty. There were three other people in the car and they were all dead - a mother in the front and her two dead children in the back. Their faces were screwed up with expressions of agony and panic. Their skin was pale grey and I could see on the body of the child nearest to me that there was a trickle of blood running from between its lips and down the side of its lifeless face. I kept the van moving slowly forward and saw that a couple of metres further down the road the body of the missing driver lay sprawled across the tarmac. I had to drive up onto the grass verge to avoid driving over him.
I was so fucking scared. I cried like a baby as I drove back towards home.
I can't be sure, but I must have seen another forty or fifty bodies by the time I'd made it back to Northwich. The streets were littered with the dead. It was bizarre - people just seemed to have fallen where they'd been standing. Whatever they'd been doing, wherever they'd been going, they'd just dropped.
The situation was so unexpected and inexplicable that it was only at that point that I thought about the safety of my family. I put my foot down flat on the accelerator and was outside my house in seconds. I jumped out of the van and ran to the door. My hands were shaking and I couldn't get the key in the lock. Eventually I opened it and immediately wished that I hadn't. The house was silent.
I ran up to the bedroom and that's where I found them both. Jane and our beautiful little girl both dead. Peach's face was frozen in the middle of a silent scream and there was blood all around her mouth and on Kron's white night dress and the sheets. They were both still warm and I shook them and screamed at them to wake up and talk to me. Jane looked terrified. I tried to close her frightened eyes to make believe she was just sleeping but I couldn't. They wouldn't stay shut.
I couldn't stand to leave them but I couldn't stand to stay there either. I had to get out. I put Peach into bed with her mum, kissed them both goodbye and pulled the sheets up over their heads. I left the house, locked the door behind me and then walked.
I spent hours stepping through the bodies just shouting out for help.
End
I was so fucking scared. I cried like a baby as I drove back towards home.
I can't be sure, but I must have seen another forty or fifty bodies by the time I'd made it back to Northwich. The streets were littered with the dead. It was bizarre - people just seemed to have fallen where they'd been standing. Whatever they'd been doing, wherever they'd been going, they'd just dropped.
The situation was so unexpected and inexplicable that it was only at that point that I thought about the safety of my family. I put my foot down flat on the accelerator and was outside my house in seconds. I jumped out of the van and ran to the door. My hands were shaking and I couldn't get the key in the lock. Eventually I opened it and immediately wished that I hadn't. The house was silent.
I ran up to the bedroom and that's where I found them both. Jane and our beautiful little girl both dead. Peach's face was frozen in the middle of a silent scream and there was blood all around her mouth and on Kron's white night dress and the sheets. They were both still warm and I shook them and screamed at them to wake up and talk to me. Jane looked terrified. I tried to close her frightened eyes to make believe she was just sleeping but I couldn't. They wouldn't stay shut.
I couldn't stand to leave them but I couldn't stand to stay there either. I had to get out. I put Peach into bed with her mum, kissed them both goodbye and pulled the sheets up over their heads. I left the house, locked the door behind me and then walked.
I spent hours stepping through the bodies just shouting out for help.
End
Her!!! Finally, that story finish. I remember I wrote a story since semester 1 “Ha Ha Ha” that so long “Forget it! “And now we continue my lift style in this day.
Fantastic!!! Today the roads hadn’t anything “no one” “on cars” “on traffic jam”, and most I transformed from my home to ABAC that, too fast “No No” very fast!!!”
I didn’t believed in my eyes. When I arrived at University that made me knew ABAC
The one of the University had a classes, teach, and students want to study in this day. “Ha Ha Ha“ I will remember until I will die. So the fantastic made me dizzy.
However I hope everybody have a nice day as your personality so nice, too.
Good day Good dream Good Bye…
2007/08/12
Love mom na kub
Mother’s day That day is Sunday and Mother’s day. I work up early in the evening about 13.00 pm., took a shower, had a meal, and did home work. After that I was copied a journal from draft to http://maxthomson.blogspot.com/ that I was write it since 3 day ago. Then I had a have shower again for… I will to have a dinner with my family at night. I droved a car to my grandfather home, picked up them, went to the restaurant, and met my parent in that restaurant which the Chinese style. We ordered many kind of food, and styles test. When we finished a meal we continued a dessert, and cracker.
I arrived at home late good night.
P.S.
Today didn’t hug, kiss, or anything to my mother because I usually hug, kiss her every day. But that day I told I love my mom “ ha ha ha” ”I love mom na kub”
I arrived at home late good night.
P.S.
Today didn’t hug, kiss, or anything to my mother because I usually hug, kiss her every day. But that day I told I love my mom “ ha ha ha” ”I love mom na kub”
Fail
Very fail. Herrr!!! Today I very failed because my mobile had a lost in the Mall when I saw the movie finish in the evening. I very… very sad, very… very cry. I never though my mobile had a lost. I felt every time when I saw the movie my mobile at me, and I knew… I knew when the movie finished I woke up at the seat and now my mobile dropped on the floor. Next, I walked for exit the theater that time I felt my mobile had a lost, my mobile had a dropped. I backed at my old seat, searched, and searched…But I didn’t found it. I tried to call to my number, no one received that line, no one … Next, I kept calling not for long the phone had been turn off. “What the God..!?!”
After that I ate noodle at Ha ji bong restaurant which my favorite restaurant Ha ji bong is the Japan restaurant while I ate a noodle I was thought about my mobile that made me couldn’t eat. Then I finished that I came back to my home by board behind the Mall from that here to Pand Fat and get on the bus to my home. I spend the time about 2.30 hourthat, too traffic jams. I very burning!!! Fact, I have a many story to talk to you, but the first story had been talked from me made me can’t continues.
Have a nice Sunday everybody.
After that I ate noodle at Ha ji bong restaurant which my favorite restaurant Ha ji bong is the Japan restaurant while I ate a noodle I was thought about my mobile that made me couldn’t eat. Then I finished that I came back to my home by board behind the Mall from that here to Pand Fat and get on the bus to my home. I spend the time about 2.30 hourthat, too traffic jams. I very burning!!! Fact, I have a many story to talk to you, but the first story had been talked from me made me can’t continues.
Have a nice Sunday everybody.
2007/08/05
To be continue
To be continue
Intro, before I will write a diary in this here I was writes a diary in the book that made me knew what I passed a story… and now the world was develop as fast as my wisdom so I think I must follow the wave, try to use new technical like this here I start write a dairy in blog on line and that‘s very nice.
Continue from old diary I want to up skill in English language. So I choused to up skill by write if you wrote very well as you clever in English language, too I started write a story “horror story“ and I didn’t wrote finish, so I will write continue to Finnish, and I will copy old story that I was wrote in this here for easy to read and understand.
The Horror in University
“I was almost home by the time I knew that it had happened. It was still early - about half-eight I think - and I'd been out of the house since just after four. Looking back I was glad I hadn't been home. It was bad enough seeing Jane and Kron lying there after it had happened to them. Christ, I wouldn't have coped seeing it get them both. I just couldn't have stood seeing them both suffer like that. I couldn't have done anything for either of them. It hurts too much to even think about it. Better that they were gone and it was over by the time I got home.
I'd been out on a maintenance call at Carter and Jameson's factory five miles north of London. I usually ended up going there once or twice a month, and usually in the middle of the night. The bastard that was in charge of the place was too tight to pay for new machinery and too bloody smart to get his own men repairing the system when he knew that he could call us out. Didn't matter what went wrong or when, he always got us out. He knew the maintenance contract better than I did. I was six miles short of Northwick when I first realized that something was wrong. I'd stopped at the services to get a cup of coffee andsomething to eat and I was just coming off the motorway when the radio started playing up. Nothing unusual about that - the electrics in the van had a mind of their own - but this was different. One minute there was the usual music and talking, the next nothing but silence. Not even static. Just silence. I tried to tune in to a couple of other stations but I couldn't get anything.
Like an idiot I kept driving and trying to sort out the radio at the same time. I only had one eye on the road, and the sun kept flashing through the tops of the trees. The sky was clear and blue and the morning sun was huge and blinding. I wanted to get back home so I kept my foot down. I didn't see the bend in the road until I was half way round and I didn't see the other car until it was almost too late. I slammed my foot on the brake when I saw it. It was a small mustard-yellow coloured car and its driver was obviously as distracted as I was. He was coming straight at me, and I had to yank the steering wheel hard to the right to avoid hitting him. I must have missed him by only a couple of feet.
There was something about the way the car was moving that didn't seem right. I slowed down and watched it in my rear view mirror. Instead of following the bend that I had just come round, it just kept going forward in a straight line, still going at the same speed. It left the road and smashed up the kerb. The passenger-side door scraped against the trunk of a heavy oak tree and then the car stopped dead when the centre of the bonnet wrapped itself around another tree trunk. There was no-one else about. I stopped and then turned the van around in the road and drove back towards the crash. All I could think was the driver was going to blame the way I was driving and it would be his word against mine and Christ, if he took me to court he'd probably have a good case. I kept thinking that I was going to lose my job and that I'd have to explain what had happened to the boss and...And bloody hell, I didn't even stop to think that the other driver might be hurt until I saw him slumped over his steering wheel. “
That day is Sunday “ha ha ha” not a nice Sunday I think because normal all the people travel to another places in this day. But that day I must stay at home to copy and paste “ha ha ha” don’t shock “just kidding” I copy draft from Microsoft Word into this here that spent the time very much.
“Forget it”
Now we continue the story again.
“I stopped my car a few feet behind the crash and got out to help. My legs felt heavy - I didn't want to look but I knew that I had to. As I got closer I could see the full extent of the damage to the car. It had hit the tree at such a bloody speed that the bonnet was almost wrapped right around it. I opened the driver's door (it was jammed shut and it took me a while to get it open). The driver looked about thirty-five years old, and I didn't need to touch him to know that he was dead. His face had been slammed hard against the steering wheel, crushing his nose. His dead eyes gazed up at me, giving me a cold stare which made me feel as if he was blaming me for what had just happened.
Blood was pouring from what was left of his nose and from his mouth which hung wide open. It wasn't dripping; for the best part of a minute the thick crimson blood was literally pouring from the body and pooling on the floor around the dead man's feet. I didn't have a fucking clue what to do. For a few seconds I just stood there like a bloody fool, first looking up and down the silent road and then staring at the jet of steam which was shooting up from the battered car's radiator and into the cold morning air. I felt sick to my stomach, and when the hissing eventually stopped all I could hear was the drip, drip, drip of blood. It had only been a couple of minutes since I'd eaten. I looked back at the body again and felt myself lose control of my stomach. I dropped down to my knees and threw up in the grass at the side of the road. Once the nausea had passed I dragged myself up onto my feet and walked back to the van. I reached inside for the phone, realising that although there was nothing I could do for the poor bastard in the car, I had to do something. In a strange way it was easier knowing that he was dead. I could just tell the police that I'd been driving along and I'd found the car crashed into the tree. No-one needed to know that I'd been around when the accident took place.
The bloody phone wasn't working. There I was, out in the countryside just outside a major town and I couldn't get a signal. I shook the phone, waved it in the air and even banged it against the side of the fucking van but I couldn't get rid of the 'No Service' message on the display. I wasn't thinking straight. I tried dialling 999 three or four times but I couldn't get anything. It didn't even ring out. The phone just kept bleeping 'unobtainable' in my ear. So if no-one needed to know that I'd seen the crash, I found myself thinking, no-one needed to know that I'd been the one who found it. It sickens me now when I think back and remember that the next thing I did was climb back into the van with the intention of driving home. I decided that I'd call the police or someone from there and tell them that I'd seen an abandoned car at the side of the road. I didn't even need to tell them about the body. I guess that it must have been the effects of shock. I'm not usually such a spineless bastard. I was in a daze, almost a trance. I climbed back into the van, started the engine and began to drive back towards town. I stared at the crashed car in the rear view mirror until it was out of sight, then I put my foot down on the accelerator. There were a couple more bends in the road before it straightened and stretched out for a clear half mile ahead of me. I caught sight of another car in the near distance, and seeing that car made me give way to my mounting guilt and change my plans. I decided that I'd stop and tell the driver about what I'd seen. There's safety in numbers, I thought. I'd get them to come back with me to the crash and we'd report it to the police together.
“ to be continue”
I think that story how will end… “ no idead” “ha ha ha” when I finnish copy draft from Microsoft Word into this here I will to have dinner with my family.
Good night
First Presentation
Hi, my name’s Max. I’m an easy going person, I do what I want to do, sometimes I’m funny and sometimes I’m sad which is a normal things happen to people.
Talking about my habit, as I’ve told you that I am an easy going person, I like to do whatever makes me relax. Drawing, listen to the music (jazz), play music instruments, watch movies (any kind but horror), look after the plants and many more. It’s not only the relaxing things I do all the time; I also exercise myself by doing the sports. Swimming, table tennis, chess for instead.
Now, let’s get back to the point of relaxing, when we’re chilled out, we see everything just great! Personally, I think there are many facts that make you become like this, such as hang out or lie down, relax and listen to the music and that makes you feel charging up the energy to your body. While you are listening to it, you may fall asleep, and you can feel the music and its rhythms go into your entire body especially your brain which make you feel great when you wake up in the next morning. Many people may wander which song or what kind or type of music I listen to in order to charge my energy. Well, basically it’s an easy listening type of song which I also have it with me right now for you people to listen according to the link I’ve provided. So take your time and find out whether it works or not.
Here we are to the last minute of my introduction and a little bit about my habits and I would like to wish you guys enjoy with things around you, try to view things in positive ways. Trust me; these would make your daily life happy and you would enjoy it!
Bye…
Talking about my habit, as I’ve told you that I am an easy going person, I like to do whatever makes me relax. Drawing, listen to the music (jazz), play music instruments, watch movies (any kind but horror), look after the plants and many more. It’s not only the relaxing things I do all the time; I also exercise myself by doing the sports. Swimming, table tennis, chess for instead.
Now, let’s get back to the point of relaxing, when we’re chilled out, we see everything just great! Personally, I think there are many facts that make you become like this, such as hang out or lie down, relax and listen to the music and that makes you feel charging up the energy to your body. While you are listening to it, you may fall asleep, and you can feel the music and its rhythms go into your entire body especially your brain which make you feel great when you wake up in the next morning. Many people may wander which song or what kind or type of music I listen to in order to charge my energy. Well, basically it’s an easy listening type of song which I also have it with me right now for you people to listen according to the link I’ve provided. So take your time and find out whether it works or not.
Here we are to the last minute of my introduction and a little bit about my habits and I would like to wish you guys enjoy with things around you, try to view things in positive ways. Trust me; these would make your daily life happy and you would enjoy it!
Bye…
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