May 2010
1 post
american dream
When I first arrived to United States the weather was too dry for my fob taste. My skin still long for the slimly humid air of Taiwan. But still, “Harrow USA!”
One weekend we went out to look for a park. My parents were trying really hard to read the map they bought from Safeway. My parents were totally lost, we drove from Sunnyvale to Cupertino. And finally we found the park. When...
