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Today I have done a bunch of important things by myself. I feel satisfied by myself.

Yes, yes, the books of SAT have all been here, and there are not any more excuses to let me avoid practicing or stopping playing. I am not convinced I need a lot of cramming but I really need to remind myself that the days turn to be different, now it is the time to turn the destiny over.This is your blood, your land, your right, no one can stop you but yourself.That is what I am saying, fight and no joke.

This morning I was watching a TV series called . Then I read a little part of the book American Tragedy. Suddenly I received a email from cousin Xin, and it posted the new baby ’s photo. Today is a good day for giving birth. Welcome to the world, my nephew.

Yesterday night I watched the game between Houston Rockets and Portland. Such a stupid team performed such a stupid fault at such a stupid time! I have to say, they played hard, but not well, I didn’t know what they were thinking about! I mean, Roy shot that 3, that was almost impossible, why let him shoot so easily? Where is Ron Artest? Where is T-mac? Where is Shane Battier? Oh, he is injured…

What the fuck? The address is 1983 E 24th St, but the express company sent the package to Viking Hall without checking the Street number actually! I want to make complaints! Because of their nice help, I have to take it in another building and most importantly if it reached that place 3 days ago and I didn’t take it, it will be sent back! And that awesome stuff will take me 1 more week again. 1 more week?! What the fuck? I already have little time to review SAT and ACT, now you tell me it will be delayed 1 more week because of express mistake? Ridiculous, gentlemen, ridiculous!