The blind fortuneteller at the mouth of the alley said to me, "Your road of love is destined to be one that's rough. You shall be forever intertwined with a man, and there won't be a peaceful ending." I shoved my half-finished soda in his hands, patted myself down and left. "Hey, you haven't paid!" The blind fortuneteller was still madly shouting from a distance. Are you kidding me? You couldn't even work out whether I'm a man or woman and you still dare ask for money? I'm doing my daily good deed by not wrecking your stand. That was what I wrote for my first journal in my first year of high school. The teacher's remarks were: "On a certain level, it appears to shed some light on the falsity behind superstitious beliefs. However, some phrases used are too vulgar." http://acupofmemory.blogspot.com/search/label/a%20round%20trip%20to%20love link to chapters 1-10 c-To Authur Lan lin