I’m right handed but I haven’t given up on my left hand. If I could write with both hands, I can finish my homework twice as fast as normal. I’ll train my eyes to move separately too, if necessary.
This is another great idea that not everyone’s excited about, and again, I see no problem with my idea.

Clowns scare me very much. I don’t understand why so many people are fond of clowns. Look at their mouths! How could any kids be smiling when they are around Ronald McDonald? His mouth is too red. Also, the one with a big forehead, blue curly hair, and a big red nose looks incredibly dangerous. I could imagine him chasing me and swinging a big scimitar, still with a big smile on his face.
I would hire clowns as guards in my building though, if I ever own one. Think about it. Some theif manages to get into my 28 story building, walking around to find my treasure box, seeing no security camera, starting to relax a little… and somebody suddenly pats on his shoulder! As he turns around in a dark and silent room, there he sees a clown with a Chinese meat knife, smiling as usual, moving as if there is no bone in his body. This theif is dead, man. He would be so frightened that he’d cry like a cat. Or maybe he’d look back his good and old days when he played with clowns (, which I think is absolutely strange) and quit being a bad boy/girl. Maybe.

Hi Bingo. Bingo the clowno…

It really bothers me when other people aren’t wearing watches when I want to know the time. Yesterday, on the way back to MI, I really needed to know what time it was. Feeling anti-social, I decided to look at other people’s watches. (It’s hard to look at strangers’ watch without letting them know. I feel like Mr. Beans when I do this.) Some might say that it’s a lot easier and less awkward if I just ask but no. That’s too much work for me. Anyways, people on the bus were either not wearing watches or wearing long-sleeve shirts and hiding their watches. How annoying.. Everyone, wear your watches, so that I…I mean, everyone else can see them.
Sounds reasonable.

(I don’t like wearing watches btw.)

I saw a pretty good looking spider web today. These days, it’s hard to find perfect webs in a city. Maybe the spiders in cities are lazy.
I just remembered a children’s story about Buddha and his spider web. There was this criminal guy, Kan..something, who did “every single” crime that anybody could commit in this world. Of course, he went to the hell when he died and had to suffer quite a bit. One day, Buddah was enjoying his walk in the Paradise and happened to walk by a pond that’s connected to the hell and you can watch what’s going on in the hell by looking into the pond. Buddha saw Kan and remembered that he did one good thing in his life, which was saving a spider. So, Buddha decided to use some spider’s film (poor spider! he had to secrete enough film to connect the heaven and the hell! Torture in the Paradise), so that Kan could climb up to the heaven, using the thread. Well, of course, other people in the hell wanted to come up too but Kan was afraid that the film was going to break, so he tried to kick other people off. Then, the film broke and Kan fell into the hell again and stayed there for the rest of his afterlife.
I guess the moral of the story is “don’t be greedy” but as a child, I couldn’t help wondering how Kan was supposed to know that this film was super strong that it could hold millions of people.
I guess I wasn’t the most straightforward Asian kid.

I’ve come up with a great idea recently. Make a tiny tiny ball that can go through your blood vessels. Then, make a big big ball that you get in and run inside, which controls the motion of the small ball in some good ways. The inside of the big ball is all screen and as you run in the big ball, just like those cute little hamsters in their toy balls, the little ball moves inside of somebody’s body and you get to meet all these blood cells, cholesterol, germs..etc. If you wanna move against the blood flow, you have to run really fast but if you are going along the flow, you can just sit back and enjoy the view.
I think this is one of the greatest ideas I’ve ever come up with and I really don’t understand why nobody’s agreed with me so far.

Chopsticks. I think they are the reason why Asian people are/were so tiny. People just can’t dump a large quantity of food into their mouth when they are using chopsticks.
I used to have trouble with hearing the difference between chOpsticks and a chApstick. Well, I didn’t know that chapsticks are called chapsticks, which made things pretty confusing. Whenever people say something like “Oh your lips look so dry.. do you want a chapstick?”, that nice offer turned to be a very komatta question for a naive exchange student like myself a few years ago.

I got my tragus pierced last Friday. It looks super cool, I think. I like the sound of “tragus” too. It sounds like some god from Greek myth.
Before I went into the piercing place, I checked out a couple web sites where people talked about their tragus piercings. They said, “Oh, I couldn’t even feel it when I got it pierced” but guess what? Liars. IT HURTS. I think those people lied because they had such a bad experience with it that they wanted to make other people feel the pain as well. Meanies.
In an acupuncture map, the point on my tragus that got pierced is supposed to be good for my throat and nose.. maybe I can sing decent now.

Nope. Not at all..