這麽遠那麽近

The only thing i wanna do is taking a nap after a whole day's class.

Here coming the final week. The last week for me to stay here. I brought that heavy book to my bed cuz i dun wanna sit in that lunge again. Cant say whether this summer is a good or bad memory. Most of the time i just took some lec notes and sit by the french window of that lunge to enjoy a good afternoon with a small cup of capuccino. There are something i wanna say but i finally take it back. That is what i m trying to do all the time.

And one more,thank u for company.

我的堅強

終究只是僞裝

i dont wanna say much...

 but i miss u

打包完行李，我開始覺得凴自己一個人是沒有辦法把這些東西搬下去了。

每一次到一個新的地方我總是會開始囤積自己的東西。衣服，CD，書。在這個房子裏一個多月的時間裏來時的箱子已經滿到裝不下了。我像是一個遷徙中的動物，不停地來回于不同的地方，收集不同的行裝，然後重新上路。

昨晚和林立在一家咖啡店坐了很久。新天地附近很不起眼的小路上，看起來很溫馨的小店。碎花的復古沙發，小臺燈。從靠落地窗的位置望出去有夏天裏茂密的梧桐。他說，這樣的景色很像淮海路。他碎碎地說著那些他和阿雅的事，他和Suzie的事。我說，考慮清楚了你就去做吧。Suzie這樣的女孩不會再有了，對她好一點。我喜歡看到這樣新鮮的戀情。可以預見到幸福的結局。兩個人相互照顧，爲了對方改變，在這樣潮濕炎熱的夏天。

買了一雙白色的開口笑給自己，以示安慰。

今天的天很藍。I miss u a lot。

場考挂了，靠！

昨天下午的坡道停車練得很慘，搞得我做夢快夢見了……很早躺在床上，看昨晚買的那本《his&hers》一直一直都沒有睡意。那本書，說一個迂回的愛情故事。一個男人和一個女人的日記。Dave說，i m sure u ll be fine,just be confident。在我面前，他總是像个長者。

早上9點考完糚考，據説今天考起伏路和圓餅。心裏歡了一下，我是圓餅王~~從9點到下午2點，我整整等了5个小時，一開始還在擔心我那該死的坡道停車，結果擔心到後來就麻木了，開始啃帶來的小説，等我把書都讀完了才輪到我……真的到了車上開始考試，倒是一點都不緊張了。考官很不錯，一路給我講笑話，氣氛那個叫輕鬆……結果我就連壓了兩次餅，我還是什麽也不說了。

好吧。教練送我到樓下，我一個人打車出去，買了一雙開口笑當作給自己的安慰。鞋面和鞋帶都是白色的。我一邊試一邊想象著自己把它穿髒的樣子。至少讓我放鬆一下吧。再在杭州過幾天無賴的日子，我也該離開這裡了。

今天的日誌，僅用來慶祝我首次場考未果，光榮迎接下一次-.-"

1.Davidoff Coffee。沖牛奶，不加糖。

2.Ralph Lauran Black。是男香，可是無比妖艷迷人。

3.《The Dead Souls》Novel by Ian Rankin

4.diet coke。這個夏天我迷上喝可樂。

5.教練。他很肥，他很兇。好吧我忍了，誰叫我要考照做小司機。

6.D。我覺得...沒有女人可以不為整個人心動的吧...

7.HZ。我唯一一個留在杭州的夏天。最後一個夏天。

8.Burning。放在這裡的這首歌。

passion is sweet

love makes weak

u said u cherished the freedom

so u refuse to let it go

follow ur fate

love n hate

never fail to seize the day

but don t give urself away

when the nite falls

n u r all alone

in ur deepest sleep

what r u dreaming of

my skin's still burning from ur touch

oh i just can t get it enough

i said i wouldn t ask for much

but ur eyes r dangerous

thought keeps spinning in my head

can we drop this masquerade

i can t predict where it ends

if u r the rock i ll crush against

The first one...

Hate the summer in hz. But i think this might be the last one for me. The last summer that i can stay here without worry about anything. Coffee, movie and novel everyday with the smell of Ralph Lauren Black.

I dreamed of u last nite.

It has been one week. That is...i was with u a week ago. We had a long long long talk, long talk in ur arms. Everytime i would like to be a listener. U r such a story person. I never tried to figure out that girl u mentioned so many times. That is a girl who gave u all the happiness u could get in that cold american winter. U no...it is that kind of relationship that we can only afford to run in the early age. The age that u can give all urself to the person u fell with. Even if u r holding me in ur arms, i still cant believe we were that close.

From this height, the sleeping city seems like a child's construction, a model which has refused to be constrained by imagination. I hope, u r the last cold wind i ll feel.