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      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…

      FIFTEEN minutes later, ALL Chinese people will take three minutes together to mourn for the victims sacrificed in the earthquake.

      Last night, I surfed on the internet for the first time searching for information about the disarster and the people involved in it. I feel deeeeeply sorry for my idiotic speech days ago. I was indeed talking nonesense about how over-sensitive people were (although actually I still think people far away from the epicentrum like me needn’t be too nervous), while knew nothing much about the situations on the spot.

      Today, let me present my deepest grief for all the dead and injured, and pay my greatest respect  for the soldiers, docters, nurses and volunteers in the stricken aeras. I hope you all good luck and safty here.

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      Well, I failed to post my previous words before the mourning time. It’s a pity. During the three minutes, I felt the great Chinese heart beating so vigorously. All the people in this room stood up to pay respect together. The ADW alarmed in through the three minutes. It sounds like a desparate cry, shouting out sorrow and grief of China directly towards the heaven.

      All the SIchuan people, my dear fellowmen, may God save your souls!

      Yesterday evening when my dear roommates were planning to go out and eat hotpot together, the weather suddenly changed. It was scorching in the morning until the minute before I got out of the self-study room. When I arrived the dorm, black clouds gathered and thunder started to approach.

      Before the shower poured down to the earth the atmosphere was rather choking, and wind indulged between bloks, screaming and mourning. Trees looked so weak that they were pushed almost down to the ground. Some, this morning, are found upside-rooted.

      Soon, the storm befell in the manner of invasion. It came with no consideration of the host land’s endurance, punching the buildings ruthlessly, striking and smashing the ground so heavily as if it’s going to penetrating the earth.

      It was such a grandure scene I have long been unable to witness on this campus. Woke up early this morning. I wandered around to find all renewed overnight. My brand new campus after a shower from the heaven.

      Qin Xiulan a pregnant lady living in a small villege near Beichuan, Sichuan province, was feeding chickens on the day the earthquake broke out. She witnessed the remorseless disarster killed her father and husband all in a sudden, when she was in the yard.

      Seriously shocked, she cried and cried beside the relics till it was dark in the night. Considering the unborn baby she dicided to set up a camp on a open and vacant ground. By so doing she and her baby stayed there for the first night. However, their lack of food and water supply forced her to find a way out of the ruined villege.

     Ms Qin said she could came across refugees, and they all tended to offer her help. After walking for a whold day and a whold night, she got to the town Beichuan. There she received medical examination and heal care. Luckily, both she and the baby are in good condition. On hearing the doctors comforting words, Qin burst into tears.

     Strong women as Qin can be found in large number in China. They are always supposed to be capable of dealing with suffering in a calm and determined manner. Here I wanna pay my great respect to her and all the other women facing the threaten of the current disarster. Hold on! You can make it.

      Quited the first class in the morning, I went to Xi’an city to have the computer mended. Don’t be over sentimental. It’s not the earthquake that shaked it to the floor, but me. I accidently dropped it. Lukily it didn’t get damaged so much, except for a little distortion in appearance. The technician said there’s no need to have it repaired. If I really mind the appearance so much, he can get it back to the factory in exchange for a new set. However, I have to pay thousands of RMB, cause’ the damage was noticably contrived.

     Now I’m back on campus, writing this diary as usual. Nothing affect me so much as the scorching weather today. I was almost burnt. With heavy notebook PC and a bag of shopppings, I didn’t have another spare hand to hold the canopy. My skin still hurts now.

      When I passed a building under construction in the city, I found the arms of cranes are bent down onto the top of the buidings. It was the earthquake for sure. Now I can understand the panic of people in the donwtown. Maybe we are just too lucky to be on the new campus, because the students on the old have to spend their nights on the campus squre. Two days ago around 2 o’clock in the morning, there was a slight move of the ground. Unfortunately, a student on our old campus jumped out of the window, died.

      I feel sorry for the student and for all the over panic people.

      It may sounds weird that I really feel excited about the outburst earthquake from the beginning, and even now I don’t feel that much worried about the safety on this campus. However, I do heartache and grieve for my town fellows, who are suffering from the turmoil. The fatal rate is increasing drastically. As I see the injured and the dead on TV, my grief almost choke me to death.

      But, I cannot agree, or say I extremely against the blind panic on my campus. Maybe it’s me who lack sense of safety. But I really don’t think there’s any need for us to stay outdoors at night. We are thousands of miles away from the epicentrum. Were we to be so jerpodized, how about the people in Sichuan province? Aren’t they still holding hope to live? Are they all flee away or kill themselves for relief?

      Once my roomates hear anything about the earthquake, they become alart and attentitive. It seems that they are more excited than me on this event. They are giving comments as well as some imaginary guess to those news both showing on TV or heared from an unknown resource. Ridiculous! They watch TV not to get the right information but to seek for sadness and to frighten themselves out of this building.

      I feel fine if they inssist on sleeping on the square or somewhere else. Otherwise, I have to bear their nonesense gossip and fike before I fall asleep.

      Earthquake broke out today in Wenchuan, Sichuan province. It is said that the situation is quite critical now there.

      I was having my nap when the quake happened in Xi’an. The beds were shaking violently, so that it woke me up. I hadn’t realized it was earthquake before minutes. Soon after I pulled myself up, I heared the noises below the balcony. It was the students and teachers pushing out from buildings.

     Fortunately, no one was hurt in the shivering. To me, it is xtrimely exciting to have such a big event. Hah~ I have long being bored almost to death. This is quite a change in my current life. It may sounds a little wired to say I feel happy about this disarster. But, it’s true. I really felt it and even now I am enjoying it.

     The epicentrum is in Sichuan and locates very close to Chengdu city. I was  worrying about my family members. But after surfing on the net, no news is telling about any fatal or injury comforted me to some extend. However, I still cannot get in touch with my family because of the disordered network of mobile system.

      Best wishes for them!

      Taking excercises these days, I am more or less released from the nightmare devils, but lack attemptation to study. For instance, I idled all evening yesterdayl, leaving bunches of work undone. I was extremely dismayed for my current state of mind. I don’t know why can’t I concertrate.

      This afternoon, we has a Japanese course. The teacher offered me a copy of JHRB test paper, cause’ I registered in that test two months ago. However, during the two months, I did nothing for preparation. My teacher told me the test is a little bit hard. Only at that time had I realized I only had 40 days to do revision. What an IDLER!

      Right now, I searched on the net about the JHRB test. Most of the information I got is saying the test is difficult while it is not widely recognized by the society. Instead, some other kind of Japanese test like J. TEST is quite hot recently.

      Thus, I am hesitating  now. Even what to give up this test. My excuse sounds rediculous: as an English major student, that certificate is not required at all, and I haven’t heard any seniors in my school ever got it. Actually, I know very well all this is only because of my cowardness…

      I’m now totally exhausted, tired to death and senseless. After a entire sleepless night, I even don’t have strength to sit on my own backbone.

      From the day before yesterday on, I haven’t had any sufficient sleep till now. In nights, I would be bothered all the time for bloody nightmares full of shriek, killing and devils. The most crucial point is that I would be conscious enough to know I was dreaming then. And would struggle to escape the mare, which however seemed so powerless that I could hardly project any sound or movement, or even be capable of opening my ironly shutted eyes. It would take me several repetitive pressing on to get myself under control.

       It seems as if I was under a spell and was controlled by some wired  devil who was dragging me into the world of mare continually. Sometimes, my breath was too weak. I could feel that. I tossed my head to wake myself up. It didn’t work. I could feel my body, my legs and arms lying numbly there like remains. However hard I tried to push them, there’s still no reaction.

      I pushed through. For fear that I would soon be dragged back again, I sat up. Even I kept talking to myself, its effect disappeared not before long. Again I was reimmersed in the conspiration of the mare devils.

      This even happened when I was just have a nap at noon. I can’t bear it any more. For two days, hardly had I had a rest. It was even more tiring to have a sleep. Last night, I dared not to sleep at all. But sleep itself seemed had escaped me. It was not until around 5 a.m that I dropped off a little while before another mare prison break.

      If this is a punishment or a disease, I think it’s much too cruel, because I will go mad as this situation goes on~!!!

Yesterday, I went to The First Symposium on Translation Theory & Foreign Language Teaching in West China. There, I received my prize for Exellence in the Helen Snow Tranlation Competition. It was a formal conference which I had seldom taken part in.

ALL the distinguished guests presented yesterday were none-exceptionally significant in the field of tranlation. After the host delivered the opening speech, we were staged to have the prize and gifts. The famous tranlator Prof, Cao presented the prize to me and kindly gave his congratulations to me. Not at all could I feel any arrogance. He is really a knowledgeable and gentle man, which was fulled reflected in his speech as the chief spokeman in the following part of the symposium.

It’s my great honor to be recoglized by the judges in this contest. However, I still have a long way to go. All the guests presented in the symposium are my models to learn from. How I admire them to have so large volums of knowledge!!