Did You Watch the Titanic?

In April 2012, James Cameron’s movie Titanic rereleased in 3D in China. For the past 15 years, people have been waiting for the day that the Titanic would come back again. After only a few days, the profits of this film broke to $130 million dollars in China. I went to the cinema and sat at the very back of the theater. It is a really amazing film. My heart is so full that I can’t explain it. But, wait…does the film have something missing? Where is the part where Rose and Jack are in the carriage alone? Yes, the blue part of that beautiful tale was deleted by the Bureau of Television in china.

I am not only confused but also angry. Is that scene too sexy?

I have been nursing a grievance against the Bureau of Television in China for months. If you want to watch sex, you can just watch it in your own home. That is much more efficient. You can buy any types of porno films online. Why was the sex part of Titanic cut? I don’t think it makes sense. Sex is part of human nature. As long as you are human, you can’t separate your relationship with sex. Even though I don’t think it is appropriate to talk too much about sex in public, it is really ridiculous that the Bureau of Television erased that beautiful expression of love from Titanic.


Hours that Mother left America

I will highlight my head portrait on MSN until you arrived home…


9:48am: I left from the elevator next to the security station of the Airport to the parking lot at downstairs, taking the same route by which I came to the departing hall. On the way to the parking lot, I looked out from the window at the left side of a long corridor. I saw gates A2, A4, A6, A8, but I didn’t see the gate A7. I walked to the front of the parking lot kiosk. Suddenly, I felt that there was someone at my back. It was an old man. He smiled at me and told me “Take your time”.

Two minutes later, I remembered the car was on level five. I left the elevator and turned left. After walking about 50 meters and I just was at my car as expected. I sat in the car and turned on the GPS. Then I plumped realized that GPS couldn’t read my location currently.

Five minutes later, I left the parking area. A traffic signal was right there in front of my car. At first I couldn’t decide on the direction I should drive. Then,I chose to go straight and U-turn.

Five minutes later, my car followed along the road next to the outside of the airport, and I started to see Gate A4, A6… It seems that another side of gates were right here next to me. However, gate A7 was not there…

Five minutes later, my GPS got back to life, and I reached to a T-junction. There was no car. I wanted to turn right directly, but I saw there was a sign saying–“No Turn no Red”.

Not more than one minute later, I missed the instructions from my GPS. I missed the first rightward turn, and I missed the entrance to Route “101 San Francisco”.

10:25am: I arrived at home. I didn’t want to go into my home directly, but instead went to the SAFEWAY across the street. I bought one cup of oatmeal, one nail polish remover and one fat-free ranch.

11:00am: I got into my home. I took out the salmon sushi I had just cooked the previous day. When I was about to enjoy my lunch, I received a phone call from my roommate, Debbie. She asked me to help her print out the file that she had just downloaded the previous day.

11:50am: Lunch time is here! There was sushi, oatmeal and milk, but none of those were heated. Hence, I heated the sushi in the microwave for twenty seconds.

While I ate, I watched the teleplay, ” The Big Bang Theory”, the same show I had watched in the very first days of the previous year when I came back to LA. It is because the show is not only boring, but also noisy.

3:10pm: Thank God. Debbie just called me to say that she would take away all her belongings that still remained in my room.

3:20pm: I sit here and write this journal.



“Hi, Mum, after you leave, there are couple things I can promise you. Frist, I will not buy cheesecakes and ice cream; second, I will study hard, especially for English. “

~ Lin Xia