Depression I suffered from depression long ago. After the help of medicine, I felt much better and tried to stopped taking it a few months ago. But recently I am so stressful and many negative thoughts are flooded into my mind again. I hope I could go through it...by myself.

My favorite teacher (pls help me to correct it, thank you very much!) :-) When it comes to my favorite teacher, that must be my science teacher when I was in senior high school. Actually in my mind, more than a science teacher, she is my friend. Unlike other teachers who only care about students' study or worse, she cares about our lives. For instance, one day I lost my key and could not return home to have lunch, she noticed that and invited me to have lunch with her. I was only about 11 years old at that time and felt that she was kind like my mom. What's more, she taught us how an independent individual should be like. Thanks to her, I knew that responsibility and love are very important to everyone, which can be a bridge to one's personal network. I know that it sounds not "native" enough for oral English. Can you help me?

An elusive teacher Too many things are waiting for being deal with recently. I have to meet a teacher in our school to deal with a subject somehow with "0" score, and a lesson that I ought to learn(unless I cannot graduate successfully). The teacher is elusive--just as my classmates told me. The first time I went to his office, he was absent. When second time I met him, he interrupted me and told me he was busy with an report and would not accept any work. So I went to his office again, he was out again, left an assitant. There are so many students who had almost the same aim with mine. After waiting for a long time, I was told to fill a blank. Still, the things left unsloved till now. To be honest, I don't like the teacher. He likes to deride students. Frequently he turns a blind eyes to students e-mails and messages as long as he does not want to deal with them. Things can only be solved if you talked to him face to face. He even discriminates those who have physical disability or mental disorder, which really makes me uncomfortable.

The side-product of too much exercise Recently I have paid carefully attention to logic fallacies. Maybe it results from too much reading exercise as well as writing(argument). Today when I was chatting with my boyfriend, I felt a little angry for his questionable statement. He persuaded me to accompany with him until very late. The problem was that I am very tired recently(just like what I wrote a few days ago--A short Diary). In addition, I suffered from sleep disorder, which means I cannot fall asleep in a short time and even if I fell asleep I might be woke up by turning over! I advised him to be earlier next time. He only emphasized that he had his own reasons--come on! It was not the first time, neither happened occasionally, okay? He said, "Well, since you cannot sleep well, what is the differences between sleeping for a long time and a short time?" I soonly realized that this statement was untenable. To be honest, I felt a little angry. Rather than the dicomfort resulting from the logic mistake, I was depressed for his indifference. What the difference between eating a lot and a little with regard to those have digestion problems? What the difference between... After a while, I thought that it is likely that he was just joking. Okay, the basic problem may stem from my bad-temper recently.

An invisible flower Writing is one of my nightmares--for each sentence should play its role. For me, I should overcome both language obstacle and writing itself. Think about it: a passage has a main idea, all its paragraphs should be logic, and so should every sentence--or maybe you will digress. It is never a easy thing...Another Jojo told me that if I could keep writing(anything is ok.), she will give me a flower. In fact, I did. She promised that the first flower was put on my bed--just beside my pillow. But I couldn't find it anywhere. I asked her the reason. "It is an invisible flower," she said, "you cannot see it. You can only feel it." I didn't know what it means. Actually it doesn't make sense to me--since I can't even see it! Maybe this Jojo were lying. Thinking about it, I decide to do what I want to do rather than what another Jojo told me to do. The Jojo didn't say anything, she just smiled and shaked her head slightly. A few hours later, the Jojo gave me a mirror, showing that I am going to an interview. "I can't remember it." I thought. It seemed that Jojo knew what I was thinking about. She said, "It is a mirror from future." I watched images in themagic mirror--stammered in speaking in English just like I do now. That Jojo said, "You can do anything you want as long as you can accept its consequense. Something invisible may be useless just like you thought. However, it may change your life slightly and secretly." I came to realized that I am the master of my life, and that life is a investment...Oh.. Where is Jojo? She suddenly disappeared. I am muttering to myself and wondering what I am doing now. When I come to life, there are so many letters on my screen.