To tintin:
My only final is tomorrow night. And it doesn't mean summer after the final, coz I don't have a vacation. T_T

To Jianing:
You can ask tintin who I am.^^ I've never talked with you when we were both in high school. But let me know if you need help with anything for the exchange.

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I interviewed a guy this afternoon for my replacement in fall. It's weird to know that I was actually talked about and selected under the exact same procedures. Well in a word in Chinese, it's 也就是那么一回事.

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A very good buddy (I mean buddy really is a guy, since I don't have much gal friends), asked me the other day if he should come to U.S. Another classmate of mine was talking on line the other day that she's been having problems with her GPA in HK. And she's confused about the future career.

I realized, for the fact, I made a very very very big step forward when I was 18. I was talking to my mom on phone the other day. She asked me what exactly is the initial motivation to leave home. So you get a chance to know my true version of the mix of proud and pain study abroad story.

"It was my first year in senior high. I fell into great depression. Things are nothing like what I used to imagine a year ago. I was feared, scared and irritated. The only future I could imagine for myself is-graduate from this prestigious high school, get in a decent college, graduate with a nice paid job, get married with a man who my dad satisfies with, and have a kid or two. Then one day I wake up in the morning feeling I couldn't take this any more. I divorce this man who's been sleeping next to me for some 1o years, leave my kids suffering and I will die along in a nursing home."

My mom was amazed and told me she would never have expected me having such funny thoughts. I always believe one won't grow into a full person without some suffering. Something that is so irritating that you can't even express with words. A feeling that is so scary that you dream about it day and night. Some doubts that are so frustrating and devastating. A desire you want for a change, a step forward. And, that is my version of the suffering. I know it was all dramatic and naive. But that was me.

I don't know how to give an answer if or not they should make a move or do something. But you want it bad enough and you know you can't get it easily, you will know what to do.

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We were lost today.

It usually takes about 40 mins for Brian to drive back on campus during rush hour. (We do carpool with other interns.) But it ended up 2 hours and 11 mins.

Thunders sounded exactly at 3:30pm. We left at 4:03. There were three accidents on I-76 and it was flooded. We spent the first hour trying to move forward on the high way. Then another hour wandering in local streets. And somehow made it to Lancaster Ave in Bryn Mawr with a map and uncertain left/right turns, then all the way back to Philly.

Saw a few very interesting residential houses and a Gothic high school. And took two naps.

Architecture history final tomorrow night. I'll miss Brack.

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