my weeken
All day on Saturday, I was lying on bed, eating nothing, and didn't want to eat anything. Why was weekend, I want to go to work, then I have no time to think about bad memories. But luckly , I have some friends with me , they talked with me, made me happy . When it came to sunday, I felt better , then I went out alone. In a bakery called Nai Xue, I drank a nice strawberry milkshake and ate a piece of bread that looked like a shit. Although it looked ugly, the bread was delicious. In the evening, I went to the square dance and ate all kinds of street food. I want to be a littel fat.
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My weekend
All day on Saturday, I was lying on bed all I did was lie around in bed. eating I ate nothing, and didn't want to eat anything. Why was weekend*, I wanted to go back to work, then I would have no time to think about bad memories. But luckly , I have had some friends with me. They talked with me, and made me happy . When it came to Sunday, I felt better , then I went out alone. In a bakery called Nai Xue, I drank a nice strawberry milkshake and ate a piece of bread that looked like a shit.** Although it looked ugly, the bread was delicious. In the evening, I went to the square dance and ate all kinds of street food. I want to be a little fat.The essay made me laugh, even though the topic was about feeling crummy. Things turned around, and the weekend became more fun.
* "Why was the weekend" is confusing. Do you mean "Why, on the weekend, did I feel bad?" or "Why did I feel bad? Because it was the weekend, and I wanted to get back to work."
** This really made me laugh. If you are writing anything official, like a business report or an essay for school, DON'T say "shit." But it's true, the bread did look a little like . . . well?
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My Weekend
All day on Saturday, I was lying in bed, eating nothing, and didn't want to eat anything. Why was it the weekend? I wanted to go to work so then I would have no time to think about bad memories. But luckily, I have some friends with me. They talked to me and made me happy. When Sunday came, I felt better and then I went out alone. In a bakery called Nai Xue, I drank a nice strawberry milkshake and ate a piece of bread that looked like a shit. Although it looked ugly, the bread was delicious. In the evening, I went to the square dance and ate all kinds of street food. I want to be a little fat.Want to progress faster?
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