Tuesday, January 20, 2009

My Experience

I had sad and silly experience which I have never experienced my life, but I have not regleted about this. I just tell my experience.
One day, my ex-boyfriend and I went to the dance hall. Before dancing time, we were having dinner together. When we were eating, suddenly his another female friend came up with us and started talking with him. Then he and she started dancing together in front of me, even though I had never danced with him. Finally, they went out some place together. I was left behind, shocked, and crying at that time.
Later, he called me, and explained that they have relationship as a familyfriend, but I did not believe it and want to trust him. I think that if they are just familyfriend each other, they did not need to dance in front of me and went out some place together.
For short time, it was difficlut for me to get over this happening because he helped me a lot and I liked him. Some times I kicked my self, but finally, I realized that I learned a lot of things from him and our experience, even though I can not mention about it in this blog. It is very helpful for me to live here. It also showed me what was the most important for me at that time. Before I felt nearly lost my purpose due to this happen, but now I feel great because I was able to handle from my sad memory. I just try my best to restart my life here.

It took more than 1 hour to write.

2 comments:

  1. CONTENTS
    I can understand your feeling.

    COHESIVENESS
    I don't understand that there is any cohesiveness between "it is very helpful for me to live here" and your experience.

    GRAMMAR AND VOCABULARY
    Should use the other word instead of "i kicked myself".

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  2. CONTENTS
    but I did not believe it and want to trust him. Here I have a little confuse. I think the meaning is you didn't want to trust him, am I right?

    COHESIVENESS
    I'm glad to hear that. It's easy to follow.

    GRAMMAR
    but now I feel great because I was(am) able to handle from my sad memory.

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