journal 10.4

October 4th, Sunday                                             Cloudy

I always treasure those moments when I am inspired about life, since it's too busy for us to think about our lives nowadays. I will count this midnight in, because at that moment I feel lucky that I am alive, healthily.

It was about 1:30 in the midnight. I just finished a film and was ready to go to bed. Suddenly I felt the floor rocked slightly. At the beginning I just thought it's a hallucination due to the late stay-up. However I found the lamp on the ceiling was swaying! Now I realized it's an earthquake!

For a moment, my mind went blank. It would exaggerate if I said I had never experienced an earthquake before, but never one with such strong feelings. The earthquake happened in Sichuan Province last year left me a great impression. What if this one was comparative to that one? Was I going to die? And I thought of my family and my friends. Was I never going to see you?

At this time, my roommate ran out of the room and told me to go downstairs. I stopped letting my mind running away and went with him. Lots of students were scared and gathered in the ground floor. For the students from the mainland, this was huge. Everyone was talking to each other and trying to figure out where and when the earthquake happened, with a nervous expression on their faces.

After a few minutes, it seemed everything went to normal. I came back to my dormitory with fear lingering in my heart. I realized I had just escaped from an earthquake, even though there was no casualty. I knew it’s midnight but I still began to send messages to my parents and friends telling what happened and how much I loved them. The only thing I was feeling at that time was how lucky I was. I really should cherish my life.

A lot of people died in earthquakes but we lived. The earthquake was just like an alarm clock that God had placed in my life to remind me to treasure what I have and be graceful. In some point, I should be thankful to the earthquake.