微 雨 花 间

tonight

ODEON (a chain cinema company) near Canada Water ( a tube station)

Harry Potter 5

5.5 pounds for students

wooooohoooooooooooo~~~

soooooooooo cheap~~~

far less than I formally imagined film ticket in London would be

well

now I know it is threatre tickets that charge more

films~

hww..

and I've got a 2.5 pounds discount for the next one

anyway

gonna watch another one

 

cutie Harry

didn't let me down

fantastic

absolutely

really worths it

even for 10 pounds I would still say it worths

better than the previous one about the goblet of fire

but

Serious is dead

sigh

......

 

 

tonight i was invited by my madarin student L to have a dinner with him. spaghetti. he cooked it himself. nice, i should say. then we talked for a long time, freely, about the PGCE, university life, present life...everything. i found he was quite interested in China and Chinese culture, and definitely believed in science (instead of god, religion, something like that). He did martial art, guitar, and even went to open university doing maths and Astronomy. He quitted the full-time job and went on as a freelance(self-employed), which runs quite well at the moment. interesting life. colourful.

 

when he knew that i was going to take PGCE in mandarin, he said:" now you are going to be here for years! become English then~..." hmm...yeah, but maybe not years. i don't know, really don't know, at the moment.

 

let's see what's happening then.

haven't been to Justin's blog for long. half an year actually. so is him. nearly twice every year. ha~

what i want to say is that i'm suddenly shocked after reading his latest article. it reminds me of the life style two years ago: teaching, teaching and teaching. here and there. in the new campus, in the nine-colour-deer school, for those self-taught student. the only impression left to me about the period in my life seems to be the typical weather in Fuzhou, the students, and the new campus. that of study and my own postgraduate class...quite little. what a shame! it is supposed to be my focus.but that is the true situation at that given time in that given place. i believe it is still the same now, with my classmates at home. like Justin. it is not easy to comment on him. hmm...first met him when i was in the third year of university and was definitely astonished by his nearly perfect oral English! just as the feeling of Lucy at that time. in a too high level to reach. and the person as well. but...you can' tell...always... can you believe that they are two of my best friends now? neither did i in 2003. he is really really talkative, like he laughs at himself, quark, noisy. hmm...it is ok actually, not that bad. it is a good and easy-going friend, always makes you laugh, but you may find sad aspects in the next second. so...suitable to talk whatever kind of topics with him. hard to find a friend like him here. and just as he said in the dairy:lonely. yeah lonely. in Britain. in London. life is not easy here, so i try to find every tiny bit of enjoyment. it is a pity that i'm not that kind of pub-socializing girl. and i gradually find that i'm actually not good at socialization. that's why many of my friends are good talkers or share loads of interest with me. because it makes me feel safe. just be a good listner. sometimes i talk a lot. but then i'll lose the mood and feel like strange. strange. me.

 

2004. i've also done some interpretation assistance in some affairs, like, oh, the Manhunt final in Jinjiang. I thought i would never forget it, about the handsome models, about the unfair treatment from the organiser from Beijing, about the 7-day experience with Lucy, Sophia, and lots others. and Shin. what if he can read and understand this little piece of murmuring now? I'm beginning to learn some basic Korean from Jin, the Korean girl in my flat now as language exchange. but the time never reverses back. neither does my life. and ince. he is being so nice to me in the game, the first net game i ever played. and the elder brother i've got in that game. just in the game. that is net life. never continues in your real life. and if i hadn't been to Justin's blog, i believe this slip of memory will still be left aside in a little dark corner. the memory i thought i would never forget. what happens? i'm fooled by the time or fooled by the location? or just nothing?

 

ok. it is 2007 now and the Olympic is even not far away. i've got a sentence that i like very much at present. 'always put yourself at a new starting point.' it is indeed positive and incentive. but, sometimes alone in the room at midnight, memory comes back. overwhelmingly. lonely. and i suddenly find myself that helpless. and puzzled. who am i? where am i? am i the one in the past, at the present, or just for the future? time never runs back, so i have to store them in boxes one after another.

 

identities. maybe it is i who need to be explored on this topic.

28号之前要写完data analysis 一万字发给Anna

Chris家里人重病请了病假,现在换成Anna

唉

到底是给我换了导师还是最后还由Chris改呀

郁闷

换导师明摆着Anna比较strict (阴影啊阴影,我的ethnography 作业redraft的惨痛经历)

不换导师....要是他们两想不到一块去我不就死翘翘了??

难不成让他们pk~~

(纯属想象,怨念)

 

今天RP爆发,终于憋到3000多.唉,路慢慢...

 

还有老师的最后一篇作业...5000...

这礼拜老师火了

生要见人死要见尸

 

so

10000+5000=15000

before 28/07/07

 

那个谁谁谁

拿快豆腐过来...