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      Being worn up by my trip to Guangdong province, I put an early end to my journey. That is to say I gave up my stay at Shanghai and Qingdao, and come back to Xi’an one month at advance.

      At the beginning of my journey I thought I was going to travel feverishly and would never want to even think about going back to this ancient city where I am attending university. However, as my trip went on, it seemed my energy was so limited that I could hardly afford my curiosity. Everyday I filled my aganda with scenic spots and shopping centers. That really makes me exceedingly physical strength overdrawn.

      Though now I have no choice but to come back to stay on this remote campus, I do not feel that impatience I had when I was taking the final exams. Maybe this is due to my lack of strength to hate anything.

      Long have I waited for this very day to leave Xi’an for a journey. Though I don’t have clear destiny this time, it gives me the outmost freedom to choose to stop or start out.’

      Tomorrow morning, early at 6:30, I would leave on the train for Guangzhou. This city has being hot for more than one and a half month. Today, it gives up and present me a drizzle as his gift for my leave. Thanks for your kindness, Xi’an. I will come back full of energy and stories to tell.

      This would be the last post I could write in this city. I hope everything would go perfect in my journey. I wanna meet a lot of people and befriend of them. Then I hope all my roommates who are still living on this campus would have a good summer holiday. And those preparing for the internship interview good luck! Hopefully, when I get back in the new semester, we will have boundless stories to tell each other, so as to learn from different experiences.

      I would like to check my packages before I got on the bus. See me in some certain cities!

      Two of my friends headed for Xi’an early in the morning to attend the course for postgraduate exam. They got on the bus when I was sleeping soundly. After the other roommate went out leaving me alone in the dorm, I continued my dreams till now.

      The campus is now so quiet and still that it is suitable for nothing but sleep. Apart from the busy-working construction machines, the entire campus is in stillness. It’s just like the stillness of the Tangquan Lake (a man-make lake on our campus), which lies deadly under the sun’s autocratic rulling. It’s rotten smell spreads in the air, so as the deadly stillness of the whole campus.

      The heat wave are poised to envade our dorm once the french shas opens. I locked the door and turned offf the light. The blue curtain dyed the whole dorm into a sea. And I am sleeping in a cornor of it. The fan on the ceiling is turning his bland big face around, looking rather inane. The sleeping mat underneath lies in total silence. She is protesting wordlessly against the sweaty body dwelling upon her.

      There’s not at all so called dictatorship in this 6-squar meter room. Every member has his own hardship. While I am only a refugee here, depending on all the surroundings to escape the torment of this summer day.

Today is a special day. Not only special because of the specially scorching sunshine, but also because our finals are completed on this very day. Moreover, today is one of my best friend’s birthday.

After handed in the paper for the last examination, we rushed bach to the dorm, got packed up and then jumped into the mini school bus, heading for Xi’an city. Excitement filled us all the way to the hotpot resteraunt. It was even more sultry to sit among coutless hotpots. But we are too happy to mind the temperature.

There were altogether 14 boys and girls cheering, drinking and eating excitedly. It seems as if the resteraunt was filled up with our voice mixed with those from our neighbors, who seemed to be influenced by our happiness.

This is the end of our finals. More importantly, it is the beginning of my summer day adventure. Tickets in the following 4 have been sold out. This makes me reflect on my lack of plans. It forces me to postpone the entire travelling plan…

      Why? I’m always thinking about why I am so lucky to have nothing pleasant at all in this school. You know my roomates are going out with their boyfriends to dinner and to self study. I actually do not envy them. But the most unfair thing is why should I go to self study with intestinal inflammation?

      The finals are approaching. Every one is preparing for it seriously, me too. However, I’m not a person who would be likely to stay in the classroom all day long and go back to the dorm after 11 pm. That would make me mad. So I decided to put off my revision right before the exams, so that I can fully concentrate myself on the progress.

      Luck seems never put me into its consideration. The second day of my revision welcomed the damned inflammation. It kept awake all night long, tossing and turing with my stomach torturing me in revolt. It seems as if the hurt was to take my life. Therefore, my revision plan is totally messed up. Now, I am even short of strength to walk down-stairs to buy myself a bowl of gruel…

      I cancled my revision plan for yesterday and took a bus early in the morning to the old campus, because the thesis oral defense was held there yesterday.

      Trees are luxuriently green as it has alway been. Walking on the quiet yet acdemic feeling campus is rather ravishing. We were in time for the comment to the sample oral defence made by a female senior student. She receive an extra five points for her bravery to stand out as the first one.

      During the following three hours in the morning, we watched several seniors doing their presentation and being confronted with harsh questions. From their performance, of course, I learnt some experience and noted them down. However, it’s not an easy job to do. It envolve too much work including reading, understanding, summerizing, paraphrazing, reorganizing and presentation skills, courage, good manner to take out the defence, etc.

      Today, the seniors are required to move out of their dorms on the old campus. That is to say, we are the up-coming seniors now. There are only three months before our senior year. I cannot help worrying about my last year in college. It is supposed to be as routine as the one the move-outers have once pushed through. No surprise but heavy psycho burden. Thesis, resume, job hunting, defence and total dependence on oneself only.

      I’d been in tense with my father for almost my entire life. I couldn’t bear him talking to me whatever it’s about, and that kind of situation lasted until last few months.

      It was last winter vacation when I went back home, all in a sudden, I found him thinner and weaker than ever. He was not as irritable as before. He invited me to sit besides him gently with smile on his face. The first time ever in my life I felt I was respected by him instead of commanded by him as a subordinate.

      He did cooking and cleaning this time and asked me to have rest. He talked to me after meals concerning about my plan for future. He cares for me. From the wrinkles on his face, relaxed muscles and deficient voice, I realized he is old. Yes, he is no longer the bad-tempered man I was always dread of. He has no longer the vigor to shout at me.

      Suddenly, sorrow stroke me in floods. Dad, I wanna say, I love you. Happy Father’s Day.

      This month has witnessed a lot of big events, including my continuous nightmares before the earthquake, the quake and several papers we finished. Tomorrow, right before the end, it will see me through the BEC Vantage examination.

      Now, I am in Xi’an city. I mean the downtown area, sitting in a net bar. Funny when I stepped up the stairs, I was murmuring “What about the afterquake happen again when I am in the bar? It is almost a entirely closed floor without any emergency exit.” Then I just couldn’t help laughing at my redicule.

      Downtown area is extrodinarily prosperous for person like me who have lived in such a remote place for two years. The snacks are more delicious than ever, cars fancier than ever, people more fashionable than ever and the roads more crowded than ever too. I feel a little bit dizzy here. Maybe, I am now quite used to the peaceful place with low pace of life. Not only the people and trafic here are excessively noisy to me but also the air here is chocking.

      Believe it or not, the earth is badly ill and people live in the cities are not awared at all. They cheer for their success of conquring the nature, know not at all the disarsters waiting in their way ahead and that of their descendents.

      Hah~! Today seemed to be a turning over of my gloomy month. I slept and slept almost 16 hours a day recently, but still felt tired and strengthless. However, I woke up early this morning and found the sky clearer than ever, birds singing sweatly and grass prettier.

      I went to the liberary and did some long postponed exercises. That made me feel real and back to the real world. Next week will witness my participation in the BEC Vantage examination. Originally, I made a revision schedual to follow step by step to achieve a good resuilt in this test. However, it seems everything were against my plan and, more importantly, my state of mind was not at all ready for any work.

      Still remember the nightmare and daymare I’d had in those days? Accidentally enough, they were just before the big earthquake. I know it’s nothing but only coincidence. Still mysteriou enough, isn’t it?

      Today, I find it pleasant to see all of my classmates in a high spirit. They maybe have the same feeling as mine, and have already come back to life again like me do. Hah~~~ An indiscribable impulse made me want to hug every one of them and to embrace my bright life.

      Another thing, I want to mention my dear friend Mr. Li. Sincerely my best wishes for you and your family. I hope everything will take a turn for the better. And I Am Always Here Ready To Help!

      This month is totally destroyed by the earthquake disarster. It seemed as if China has been companioned with disarsters all the way through this year: snowstorm, Tibetan riot and earthquake.

      Opened this page minutes ago. I was shocked to see the last post was writen on May 18. My life is badly disturbed by the unexpected happenings. And I guess all the Chinese people may be bothered to different extent.

      In the recent two days, I am just too low to hold myself up: sleepy in classes, hasty in assignments and disordered in meals. Sometimes I find myself so weak that even can’t stand on my own two feet. I guest this may be caused by the sleeping out in the open air the night before yesterday.

      It wasn’t because I’m scared of the earthquake or something that made me dash out of the building. Sarcarsticly, it was my roommates that made me have to go out. I’m not blaming. But it’s really not worth the while at all. They’ve been sleeping out in the garden for a week and not at all want to give up now. I really admire their courage and persistance. From the first day of earthquake, I refused to go with them to the outside. Therefore, I had to sleep alone in the dorm for four nights. However, we received a smg sent by the government, saying there would be a after shock in Shannxi the day before yesterday. That made us all more nervous than ever. Anyway, I wan’t thinking of sleeping out yet. But, you know, when all of the other 15 girls were out it would be hard to stay calmly. Thus I gave up and caught myself a cold…