Arrogant: A boy in a basketball team was so arrogant when he tried to show some tricks. Displeasure: Mindy showed displeasure when we lost the basketball game. Benign: My mom was benign when I showed her my low test score. Intolerant: My sister was intolerant that she didn’t even lend me her computer to do my homework.
I have just rewritten my LA homework. In a moment, I am shocked when the person sitting next to me, my beloved little sister, intentionally shut down my computer. Can you believe that? It is definitely not the first time she does it and I think I have been giving her a lot of clemency. I hope she will rehabilitate herself into a cuter sister, but she disappoints me intermittently. However, even if she continues doing that, I will not be mad at her because she is my little sister. Sometimes, I do think that my sister is cute. Other times, she is too annoying. For another example, when I tried to talk to her, she tries to ignore me. But I know that, she just pretends, so that is why I’m not getting mad at her. In the end, she stills my beloved sister.
+ Where were your parents born? - Dad: Bac Liu, Mom: Thu Duc
+ What are your favorite foods? - She likes spaghetti and American Foods.
+ What do you most enjoy doing? - She likes to hangs out with her friends and play sports, especially basketball.
+ What is most important to you in life? - Things that important to her are: friends, family, sports, and rights
+ What languages do you want to learn? - Spanish
+ What types of music do you like? - Teens music that shows happiness, because it makes she feels excited.
About me: - Both of my parents are born in Ho Chi Minh City. - I like to eat ramen with eggs. - I like to hang out with my friends and play basketball. - There are lots of things that important in my life. However if I have to be specific, I would choose family, friends, and FREEDOM. - I like to learn Korean, because I love listening to Kpop (Korean Pop) and I want to understand it. Also, the music has to be excited, because it makes me feel happy.
I found out a lot of things that we have in common. We both like to play basketball and hang out with our friends. What we value are family AND friends. We like to listen to music that is excited that makes us feel happy.
I got used to it. But this time was another story. My bleeding nose hurts so much that my hands immediately cover my face to stop it from spinning around.
The story happened when I was in seventh grade; my friends and I were playing around in the schoolyard. After we had had fun, we sat down on a bench, and talked. While I was talking with my friends, Tyler came, and teased me. He said something but I actually forgot them, so I chased him around the yard with a basket-ball in my hands.
At the time when I was chasing him, Johnny and Tyler were passing the basketball back and forth. For a while, when Tyler had the ball in his hands, immediately he kicked the ball back to Johnny instead of throwing back, because it is basketball. I was standing in front of Tyler’s face, I think the distance is just around one meter, and I was hoping that he knew that I was standing there. He kicked the ball, and as soon as he kicked it, the ball flew straight to my face. This happened so fast, that I can feel the wind was blowing, and strong. I thought I was fine at first, so, I walking towards, but then my nose started to bleed, and the feeling of pain started to come. I was almost fall down to the ground, but then I found my balance back again, I didn’t even moving an inch because it hurts so much. As I expect, I yelled, and my tears fall.
Mindy was right next to me, and she thought the ball would hit her face, but it didn’t, I hit mine. My friends were all freaked out; they didn’t know what to do, so they walked me to the lobby and Mindy ran to the bathroom and took some tissues for me. The security told them to walk me to the nurse room. So they did.
The nurse went home, and no one was there, only some of the office ladies. They helped me to haemostatic, but the blood didn’t stop, it took a very long time for it to stop. My head was spinning, but they put some ice on my forehead, it hurts more and I almost faint. My head was freezing; I didn’t know what to do, but just staring at the ceiling. They told me to stay at home the next day, but I did not
While I was in the nurse room, a security came in and told me I had to go home. Got into the car, my tears fell again, so did the blood. It took another thirty minutes for it to stop bleeding. Then I fell asleep.
Before this happened, if I got hit by the ball, and someone come to teased me, I would throw the ball to that person right away, but now I know what it likes so I’m not going to do that. After this accident, I couldn’t sleep at all, because I keep imagine, and think about it. Sometimes, I even had a nightmare about it, that someone would come to me and throw the ball straight to my face. That is not the only thing that happened to me. Another thing is that I go scared whenever someone played soccer, because I’m afraid that the ball would fly to me again, and because that when you play soccer, we have to use our feet, and it is hard to controls the ball. If you see me just stand there and do nothing while people playing soccer, don’t be surprised. It did happen to me, I just stand there, but the ball still fly to me, no matter where I stand.However I still can play basketball normally, maybe because I think that when we played we know how to controls the ball with our hands.
