Easter has come. It's in the middle of spring now in England, with all kinds of flowers growing besides the victorian houses and by the highways. Sunshine has stole away most of the day, too lurid for me to stare straightly into the sky. The spring here is like a full basket of colorful happiness, appropriate for those who know how to handle, but frightful for me that I just want to hide deep into the night where the air is still freezing and clean.

Two weeks of holiday, high opportunity cost of going back to China. So here I am, staying in a host family with a total stranger, feeling extremely lucky when I found I could use somebody else's wireless internet just minutes ago. I can hardly imagine living up to 3 days without someone talking to me. Anyway, lucky me. The unlucky thing is when I packed my luggage I forgot my purse in the bottom of the schoolbag, and now I've only got something around 1 pound with me, after buying 4 litres of springs and 5 snicker bars, pretending they'll be my lunch for the next 6 days. But that has the advantage of encouraging me to stay in the house alone all days, doing revisions for another term exam and of course, the upcoming trickish...my first SAT and TOEFL...God, please give this girl some intelligence to realize her poor dream.
Short recording of my boring life. I mean, what else can I possibly get?

 

 Well I Held You Like A Lover
Happy Hands And Your Elbow In The Appropriate Place

And We Ignored Our Others, Happy Plans
For That Delicate Look Upon Your Face

Our Bodies Moved And Hardened
Hurting Parts Of Your Garden
With No Room For A Pardon
In A Place Where No One Knows What We Have Done

Do You Come
Together Ever With Him?
And Is He Dark Enough?
Enough To See Your Light?
And Do You Brush Your Teeth Before You Kiss?
Do You Miss My Smell?
And Is He Bold Enough To Take You On?
Do You Feel Like You Belong?
And Does He Drive You Wild?
Or Just Mildly Free?
What About Me?

Well You Held Me Like A Lover
Sweaty Hands
And My Foot In The Appropriate Place

And We Use Cushions To Cover
Happy Glands
In The Mild Issue Of Our Disgrace

Our Minds Pressed And Guarded
While Our Flesh Disregarded
The Lack Of Space For The Light-hearted
In The Boom That Beats Our Drum

Well I Know I Make You Cry
And I Know Sometimes You Wanna Die
But Do You Really Feel Alive Without Me?
If So, Be Free
If Not, Leave Him For Me
Before One Of Us Has Accidental Babies
For We Are In Love

Do You Come
Together Ever With Him?
Is He Dark Enough?
Enough To See Your Light?
Do You Brush Your Teeth Before You Kiss?
Do You Miss My Smell?
And Is He Bold Enough To Take You On?
Do You Feel Like You Belong?
And Does He Drive You Wild?
Or Just Mildly Free?

What About Me?
What About Me?

我得坚持更新,不要让SPACE荒废了...

考试远去了,但这两个星期我过分松懈,连课都缺过,唉,虽然说课简单,但是也不能这么懒啊.

收到家里寄的面和牛肉干了.谢谢妈妈爸爸!幸福的感觉,莫过于想着喜欢的家人,跟喜欢的人边看喜欢的电影边吃喜欢的牛肉干.

不过午夜凶铃的美国版真的好恐怖的吖...

看完了<NOTES ON A SCANDAL>的书.当所有人都在为那部OSCAR提名的电影倾心时我居然在看书,真没用.

小说里有很多语言烁烁发光的地方,但其余对情节的描写让我有点失望.

抄点好的句子下来先:

When the moment arrived,what I actually inhaled was soap,tumble-dried laundry.He smelled of scrupulous self-maintenance.you know the washing-machine fug that envelops you sometimes,walking past the basement vents of buildings?like that.so clean,barbara.

 

the first time I saw him undress,you know what I thought of,Barbara?Fresh garden vegetables wrapped in a clean white hanky.mushrooms fresh from the soil.no,really,he was edible.

 

因为没有什么其他好写的,幸福的时候会失语的,所以,不写了.

大考了...我没有更多的可以说...但谁都知道,我是那么的渴望一个过得去的分数.

复习做得很不好...我的智商那么低...加上4HIGH的压力...

但上帝啊给我37分以上吧...我并不要求太多...

真的,我有从记忆中坠落的感觉,坠落到一个什么都不是的地位...

 

完了...估分:37...看我准不准吧...