About Me, Angela the rabbit :)

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Hey, guys, I'm Angela Chien. It's also fine to call me Rabbit. I major in Accounting at NCCU. I like listening to pop music, singing, reading romance novels, and making friends. So glad to meet you guys. :) Actually, I'm not sure about what I'm going to write down here in my blog, but I'll share my opinions on things I saw, I read, and heard of her and hope we can discuss those issues together. After reading my blog, you may write down what you thought about my opinion if you have come up with something in your mind. :")

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Childish?

  I don't know how people would react to these kinds of things, and I think the way I reacted may have been a little bit childish and selfish. Maybe you could share your feelings with me, please.
  One of my friends in our class regards me as her best friend in NCCU. I'm happy to hear her saying that to her friends..., but a little bit worried, also. Because I'm not getting along with her recently. It's just my personal feeling, and I haven't talked about this problem with her yet. What would you feel if your friend always murmurs about tests, exams, homework, and complains about how difficult it is to finish these stuff? Especially when she can always fixes them well in the end? She always do more exercises than you and get pretty well grades on those tests.
  I know that she spare no efforts on grasping every timing to study, and that's why she can do more exercise and do better on tests. Actually that's also one of the problems. Sometimes, she wants to do much better so she studied the quiz which would be taken at noon during class. And after the quiz, she borrowed my notes of the class she missed. And that notes is just like...I sacrificed my quiz in order not to skip this important class. However, I do not mean that she couldn't complain or express her feelings, bad moods with me, or even get better grades than me. I just can't stand with too many negative thoughts, because I'm glad to listen to my friends' deep thoughts and feelings. But those words she say always makes me nervous. It makes me think that "Oh, no... I may also not be able to finish those works because they are too many of them."
  These mid-term weeks, she makes me feel much more pressured. I secretly try to stay away from her because I'm afraid of I might say or do something hurtful to her if I eventually could not bear with it any longer... Am I childish? I think so, but I still don't have guts to fix this issue. Maybe I'll try to let her know my thoughts this Friday.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

I went to see a doctor finally

  What happened after I fell down from the stairs last week? At first, I think it were just some flesh wounds, but few days later, I found in hurts in my chest every time I took a deep breath. So I surrendered and went to see a doctor on Friday.
  I didn't go to Wanfang Hospital, because I think this kind of internal injury sould be treated by Traditional Chinese Medicine. I went to 台欣 Chinese Medicine Clinic near our university. Actually, it was a new experience for me. It's my first time receiving acupuncture therapy and massage therapy. While the doctor was putting the thin needle into my arm, I was so cowardly that I put my hand over my eyes. So not until another doctor ask me if there was only one needle on my body did I knew that there was ONLY ONE needle on my arm.
  I think Traditional Chinese Medicine is pretty amazing. The way to cure the pain in my chest is to use acupuncture needles on my arm and my thigh. COOL!

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

IT HURRRRRRRRRRRRTS!!!

  Because our department is going to hold a 5-days summer camp in July, we are asked to put up posters in schools and cram schools around Taiwan. I am in charge of Taichung city, and last Saturday,  I went to one of the "popular" buildings of cram schools to stick posters on the wall of the stairways.
 At noon, while I finished the 7th floor and was going downstairs, all of a sudden, I slipped and  lost my balance. Luckily, I let my bags go reflexively, proted my head, and fell on my left back. I was too hurt to move for 2or 3 minutes, and unable to stand up for 10 minutes. After I stood up and looked back, I counted 8 stairs I missed.
  When I got home at night, I found that I got bruises on my thighs and calves, and also scratches on left calf, and left part of my chest hurt when I laughed. I think I was lucky enough to escape with these minor injuries. Actually, the most embarrassing part was that not until my dad told me did I notice that the back of my clothes was torn!!! I even wear it to go shopping and to a movie in the afternoon!!!