Last night was the lastest night of 2007. I spent the night with my friend who was the best one since elementary school. We went to Kaohsiung to celebrate and welcome the new year. After class, we went shopping and took the train to Kaohsiung at 5 o'clock. When arriving there, we borrowed a scooter from my friend who lived in Kaohsiung. At the same time, my friend's classmates that I hadn't seen before arrived as well. They wanted to eat at a restaurant but they didn't know where it was. As a result, we spent about half an hour to find the restaurant. However, when we were happy that we found it, the clerk told us that we had to wait for an hour to get a seat. Finally, we chose McDonald's for our dinner. The night was great but awful because we wasted our time on unmeaningful thing.

I was drunk three times last week. How terrible! What happened to me? Maybe I just wanted not to be alone. Maybe I just loved drinking with my friends. Did I love the feeling of being drunk? No, I hated it. It was painful and disgusting. However, why did I do? Whenever I woke up in the morning after being drunk, I thought about and asked myself " Do you know what you are doing?". I knowed that some people might think I was crazy, but I knowed what the limit was. Maybe my New Year resolution should be quit-drinking.

Last night, I played the computer at 1 a.m. at my renting room as usual. Suddenly, I heard someone knocked at my door. I was scared and I thought maybe I turned the radio too loudly, so I turned it off. At the same time, unfortunately, some one MSN me and the sound was great loud. After hearing that, he knocked more seriously. I was so thrilled that I couldn't do anything. I just sat and waited until he went away. However, he continued for about five minutes. After a while, I heard nothing any more and I turned all the power off as soon as I could. The next day, I thought that maybe my friend came to my room and he forgot to bring his cell phone to call me, so I asked him if he came last night. Nevertheless, he told me that he didn't come. I was afraid again and I still didn't know who the man was.

Many people asked me " What do you plan to do on Christmas?" I told them " No, I have to work." That's my Christmas this year. Thinking of last year, I spent the Christmas night with my friends at restaurant and we had a good time. Some people might think that their every festivals should be very wonderful. However, I didn't think so. When I was in senior high school, I loved Christmas very much and I always made it unforgettable. Not knowing what's wrong, I didn't look forward to Christmas anymore. Some people might prepare presents and cards for their lovers, but for me, it seemed to be unmeaningful.

Yesterday was midwinter and it was also my favorite festival. Since I was a child, my mom had cooked "tang yuan" for me and my older brother at midwinter. I loved eating "tang yuan" and enjoyed the happy time with my family. Although I lived by myself in my renting room, my mom still prepared it and waited for me. However, when I began to work part-time, I went home once a month and only for two days. As a result, I couldn't went home because I had to work this year. Whenever during the midwinter and Chinese New Year, I always thought about my family very much. After about a year, I will graduate from school and I decide to go back home to stay with my family and show my devotion for my parents.

Why do people choose to leave? When a couple encounter great difficulty, why do they choose to break up instead of trying to slove it? I've experienced many kinds of reasons why people leave.
Some of them may say "we are not the same." What's the problem? If we can't adapt to each other, why can't we change it? OK, I know it is only an excuse. However, someone may say he is tired. How funny it is! If he feels tired, why can't he try to find the problem with us? OK, I know it is an excuse as well. Maybe everyone is not the same, but love needs both of us to maintain it. If someone gives up, love will be ended up.

Tonight one of my best friends told me that she wanted to go shopping. As a result, I took her to a night market. I seldom came to the night market, so I couldn't remember how to get there. Therefore, I called and asked my friends. Finally, it seemed that we found the night market and we were lucky to find a parking space. After we walked for five to ten minutes, we couldn't see it. Then we found it was crossed and at the end of the street. We decided to walk back to the parking space and ride my scooter to get there. Maybe other people might think that we were stupid, but we had a lot of fun.