Everybody’s talking about illness, accidents, bad luck and etc. that happens to other people. Everyone feels pity for everyone. Tragic lives are favorite topics of conversation in every situation. In shopping malls, offices, bus stops, stations, homes, cafes...we talk about others tragedies while shopping, travelling, waiting, drinking and eating. We some how get a secret joy out of those tragedies. We thank god that we didn’t lose our relatives, our money or health. We thank that someone else has lost his/her relatives, money and health, and we didn’t. We thank that we got our beloved ones near, we thank that we can gossip on others, and we thank we got enough money and so on...others’ tragedies make us feel we are alive..we feel alive by others death, and feel lucky by others’ misery. Thank god i can still write...

i have spent a whole bright saturday by doing lots of house work. sometimes i think i could do a lot of creative work with the time i spent for home. all the shopping, cleaning, and stuff is just for a place you only need for shelter. maybe living at a hotel room is better, by this way one can save a great deal of time to spent for his/her personal growth. but things do not go on this way: we all need those tables, kitchenwares, chairs, shelves, coaches, tvs, carpets, cds, books, lamps, photos, clothings, and so on..and we need a place for all those stuff, and we call it home..a waste basket..a basket of wasted time, wasted dreams, wasted lives..

Writing in english is my most terrifying nightmare comes true, since i am not native. Additionally, I’m an extremely introvert individual who feels uncomfortable even when speaking and writing in her mother tonque. My writing is noticebly poor, and lacks style and appropriate grammer usage. That is why i am trying free writing. By adopting this methodology i hope to develop my writing skills in english, although i am not sure if this is the best way. By the way, hi everyone, this is a great site for practicing.