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| life is so short; exams always take TOO long.
not much time left for me to stay in UK...although there are still 5 more months to go. have been staying in my room alone for one month, and the exams are coming on next Wednesday.
have never read this much english essays and books before, guess it's even more than the total number of english books and essays that i have read in my 23years' life!
kind of locking myself in the room, and really don't feel like going out and meeting other ppl. but this has proven to be having a serious side-effect on me: when i actually get to talk to ppl, I act like a crazy gal, and scare others as well as myself.
when is this gonna end?
i am dreaming of the nice sunshine at home. |
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| 2 days in Amsterdam and one day Brussels. the trip was rather short but somehow still unforgetable.
we were extremely exhausted: slept 5 hrs everyday while kept walking miles 12hrs a day. but what an experience! europe countries are so beautiful!within several miles both the culture and language may vary. so many funny things happened on the way. the Red Light District in Amsterdam was...instead of something erotic, we found something really funny, they can speak a few chinese words like 'cheap' and 'Fa Piao'! Space Cake wasn't that 'fantastic', we were all disappointed and happy at the same time that nothing has happened after each 2 of us share one cake.
in a small Netherlandish town with some windmills, we passed by a chocalate factory, therefore the air was full of the smell of hot chocalate, which was as amazing as fairytales.
compared to Amsterdam, Brussels was not that crowded and more lovely as a city full of energy. the youth hotel near Brussels central railway station, which definitely worths mentioning, was splendid, quiet and clean.
dogs are so common in these cities. ppl there love all kinds of lovely cute doggies.
one of us fell in love with a sales girl in boutique of tintin in Brussels where tintin was born. how sweet is that! this indeed gives him a reason to come back to this lovely city someday. |o| will i ever come back again?
it's always sad to say goodbye to these places, but somehow i will always be merely a stranger passes by the streets of old European countries.maybe someday somehow i will belong to one of these places. maybe. |
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