Imperfect series

Today is October 2015, 10. I wrote down the date in a small notebook. Although it is also available in my mobile phone, I prefer to read the small notebook. I wrote down a lot of important things in the notebook. will forget.

This possibility is also possible, maybe I will not forget it today, maybe I will.

My brain has a problem. My mother said that it was because I had a fever when I was a child and it burned out.She said it was her fault, but I don't know why she should be blamed, since it was me who had the fever.

My mother is rarely cruel to me, just rarely.In fact, she is really scary when she is fierce, such as when I ran out secretly.

Seeing other boys play soccer makes me think, seeing boys play basketball makes me think too.I tried it secretly, and others said that I have no exercise cells.

In fact, the original words are not this, because girls do not have sports cells.

But I didn't tell my mother.

Today is my birthday, I want to make a cake by myself.The information I found on the Internet has been studied in my head many times. I even started preparing half a year in advance. I saved the webpage and recorded this item in the next notebook, reminding me to read it every day.

Mom never let me touch the oven when she was home, but Dad did.When the bread and biscuits are baked, Dad will secretly let me take them.He'd watch as I put on my gloves and then use tongs to remove the scalding tray.

In fact, don't worry so much, I can do it.

Today I am an adult, so I should make a cake by myself to thank my parents.After all, a boy like me should be a burden to them.

I have never studied, but my parents have taught me, and they will invite teachers. The teacher will still give me lessons. He said that some knowledge will be deeply imprinted in my mind, even if I don’t know when Forget it, but subconsciously remember it.

I think what the teacher said is very reasonable. For example, when I write, I never forget it.Because I forget, I write more than others.

The weather outside is just right, ten o'clock in the morning, neither too early nor too late.I like this season, I like to wear shirts with sleeves, so I feel safe, even in summer, I will wear a shirt over the T-shirt, mom and dad have no problem with this, because they know, even if they tell me to persuade me , I may have forgotten it in a blink of an eye, so they have to say it again.

It's funny even thinking about it, that kind of helpless expression, so they gave up very smartly.

Open the notebook and count the things I want to prepare for going out one by one in order. The keys and wallet must never be forgotten, and the mobile phone is put into the bag and ready to go.

Standing on the side of the road, I saw a double-decker bus, and I wanted to take it.For my mother, this is absolutely not allowed.

I figured if I just go up, make two stops, come down and cross the road, and come back, I'll be back where I am now.

You see, my mind is actually quite normal.

So I took out my change and got in the car.

I wanted to go to the second floor, I thought so, and I did the same.

There are not many people on the second floor.I found an empty seat and sat down by the window.

The car was driving, and it was really enjoyable to sit on a high place and look out.When I heard the station announcement, there was a park in front of me. I remember, my father took me to row the boat.

I sat in the car, one stop after another. Some of these places I remember, some are very vague, and I think I must have been there, but I have no impression.

When I came back to my senses, I didn’t know how many stops I had passed. In a hurry, I ignored the car and went down the narrow stairs on the second floor. There were many people on the lower floor. It was so embarrassing to hold me so I didn't fall on top of someone else.

"Thank you." I said to the man who held me up.

"fine."

I smiled at him.

The radio in the car blared, and I said, 'Excuse me, please' as I moved to the back door.

The car stopped, and I finally got out of the car with the flow of people, and the man who helped me got out of the car too, but we were not in the same direction, he walked directly along the crowd, and I didn't even have time to say goodbye to him.

He walked so fast, there must be something urgent.

I shouldn't care about these things. I'm going to the opposite station now, take the bus, and go back to the place where I got on the bus.

I walked across the road and was about to pull out my wallet from my bag, well, my wallet and phone were gone, and the worst thing was, my little notebook was gone too!

Oh my God, that's the book where I remember a lot of things!Without that notebook, I might lose myself on the road the next moment!

How to do!