Exciting Day
I can’t describe how happy today. All the things were such wonderful.
The beginning wasn’t so prefect. The chemistry classes were the only unpleasant things. Almost all the time I was “fishing”. It meant I woke up and then fell into sleep, but it didn’t mean I was really sleeping; I just opened my eyes but couldn’t accept anything. Or you can say my situation just like “Zhang Fei” can sleep when I open my eyes.
The English classes were talking about AIDS. I can’t believe that the badge of AIDS is Red Ribbon, and I just knew the badge of remembering “311” in Spain is black ribbon. And talking about AIDS can’t take sex apart. The way of transition, and who will be infected AIDS. All of these can’t without “sexual”: homosexual, heterosexual, bisexual, drug users, and Latin America, Africa, Caribbean. The things I wanted to know appeared in two classes. Though the teacher just knew a little or she didn’t know anything at all, and had misdirect us. AIDS, the thing we must look it in a right way, we can’t just feel uncomfortable talking it and let more and more people continue to die. That’s an inhuman way to let such things happening.
The most exciting moment was in the afternoon. I had had my 800-metre race. The feeling was not so bad, or you can say it was great. There are 40 people in my tennis class, and we were divided into three groups to have our test. I was the first of my group, though I just the sixth or seventh in the class, but that’s enough. I gained my confident. 3 minutes and 30 seconds, this mark can be contented me. I got the first. I thrust out of the big unit at the beginning of the second round (I had run 400 meters) and then I kept the dominant position to the end. At the last 200 meters, I wanted somebody would catch up with me, and passed me, but nobody did it. I always said to myself “Your biggest enemy is yourself.” I repeated this sentences from time to time, and at last, it made me success. I really got a full mark in college’s 800-metre race; I never did it before. The breath wasn’t terrible, I didn’t like dying, or catching a cold. The only feeling was the tired of my legs, but it didn’t matter, nothing serious!
I had prepared well the English text, so I could very enjoy the classes; I put all my heart in frightening the 800-metre race, and I made it. I can’t describe the feeling this time. And today is Thanksgiving Day (día m de Acción de Gracias) maybe I must thank the God gave me such a fortune day. The little regretted things is I haven’t eaten turkey yet:)
