装B年龄不能错过。记录生活势在必得~

吉祥物

二手～

I’ve just come back from the Green Apple, San Francisco’s well-known bookstore. They handle both new and used books. I bought 5 used books on theater arts. I can’t wait to read them and impress my teacher. As I was walking back, I thought that though I do not “like” theater (the subject), but I have respect for its comprehensive content, which basically includes all forms of expression. The Green Apple had limited amounts of criticism and production of theater, but they stored plenty playwrights. I consciously seized the ones that contained acting theory and tips on settings. 5 used books, $48~~~ Joy~~
There was also Lao She’s Rickshaw Boy for sale, $2.
A guy was buying bundles of books by their weight. My mom saw the book Amelia recommended me yesterday—The Secret Life of Bees—and asked the man how much it was. He just said, “Take it”, and we were still wondering about the price. When we asked the cashier, she told us casually that the man already bought it so he gave it to us for free. There were also bins at the doors, giving books out for free. I took A Russian History Outline, my mom took an Amy Tan book.



Albert Camus’ transcripted notebook was a thrill. His actual notes, seemingly unedited, were in English. I loved his comments. But the book was $27.95.
I gaped at the Beatles recorder’s book on Beatles called Here There and Everywhere, thinking of buying it for Dufake. There was also Chuck’s new book, Snuff. But that was a new book, so I didn't buy it.
I have refrained myself from the temptations of the cheap books--some I know I will never read again once I bring them back home. The price of the book sometimes have a mental negative effect to reading it.

All in all, I loved that bookstore.



We set off for the museum after an abundant breakfast. On the way, there was a rose garden with many different kinds of roses. We lingered around for a bit. There were all kinds of people settling around the congenial atmosphere. I was mostly occupied on taking pictures rather than enjoying the flowers themselves. I hid my camera once I saw another Asian girl taking pictures…
Then, we went into the museum, which had an exhibition of Chihuly. More pictures later.
After that was the bookstore. then I chatted with Dufake. I miss him more than ever with his voice alluring me.

Today my mom and I drove to Claremont. We struggled up at six thirty and ate scrambled eggs. We took their white car and drove the highway for 1 hour and 10 minutes, just as long as the map estimated. Cali drivers are indeed crazier than average Americans… I looked at every driver at my right. Usually the Latino truck drivers always notice my attention and glance back with curiosity. There were lots of trucks in the morning but not in the afternoon. There was abundant advertisement on cars and billboards. I also saw a helicopter crossing the sky, intersecting with my view plane.

We took some time finding Claremont McKenna once we got to Claremont. But we made it. The info session was lead by a milk chocolate easy-going man. He had SAT vocab all over the place of his speech. His body shape was the apotheosis of 牙签穿枣…… Their teaching style is similar to the IB teaching style. The Claremont College system was adapted from the Cambridge system. I like it. And it’s the richest college that’s younger than 100 years old, it meets all financial needs. That’s because 1/8 of the alumnus are among the highest post of any organizations. Sounds pretty creepy. The speech man had a humorous of emphasis on the free-food opportunities provided by CMC. There were 4 talks every week made by famous, prominent people provided for CMC students .Such as Rushdie, Bono and Bill Clinton (don’t recognize the other ones they mentioned). I NEED TO GO TO CMC!!!!!!!!!!!

The speech man talked for 1 hour with high speed and no difficulty. The speed could be considered as filter that: if u can’t understand then don’t come…
He also made an interesting comment, “Don’t show me what you want to be. Because when your school counselors tell you to be ‘unique’, you’re all gonna be ‘unique’ the exact same way!”

We then took a tour around the school, with another few kids and parents. The tour guide was an low-fi Asian kid. I think rarely are prep-college kids enthusiastic enough to come on their own… Parents’ pressure is integral.

Not only are the courses taken by the different college students (among the five), the campus is shared between the colleges as well. It takes a ten minute walk from one end to the other. The trees are very Californian, with their easy-to-come-off bark and height.

Pitzer has desert plants around the campus, because those plants fits with the environment given, so the college wouldn’t need unnecessary water sprinkled. They also had a community garden that had vegetables planted by the students. Anybody can take fruits from the garden and anybody can help out. They also add their combustion for the success of husbandry. The principle is to take what they needed. Just like free printing in Claremont McKenna, as long as you don’t abuse the trust, everyone would be benefited. Also something interesting about Pitzer is that, since founded in the 60s, it comprises a hippie school spirit. Though the tour guide said its way more modern than what it was in the 20th century (“I wouldn’t tie myself to the tree if it was gonna be cut down.”), signs of hippieness are obvious on the campus, such as the wall paintings.

学生娱乐的地方……


There were also many signs on the dorms saying “I support queer rights.” There was only one other student on the Pitzer tour with his mom. He was another react-to-nothing person. His Tshirt message was DEEP, “Being a mime means never having to say ‘I’m sorry’.”
我觉得，英文有些东西翻译过来为什么就没意思了，因为中文有些字眼就扼杀了笑话本身的笑点。『作为一名哑剧表演者意味着你永远不必道歉』。可能“小丑”比较好。

The tour guide showed us his dorm, which had a Dutch door (really cool!!). He had a Killers poster inside as well, hanging contiguously with his abstract paintings. I did not pay much attention to this tour since I was much more inclined to get into CMC. Yes, I know, I’m so reliant on prejudice. Whatever…

 学生们的作品

（特别注重摇滚相关的。。）

“四季”

Between the two college tours, we went to have lunch at a sandwich bar. We shared a steak bun. I liked their raspberry lemonade.

I also saw a mini cooper parked behind us.

My mom filled gas at Shell before we headed back.
Then we went to the hideous Mandarin Buffet….><

Then I wrote this diary…

（题目用东北口音念出效果最佳 ）

周一·默哀日·公车上为某只小熊梳了个偏分  哇哈哈哈。

"小组图标更换三天,为死难者默哀" "小组活动暂停三天。"

“我讨厌被社会舆论影响的Web 2.0……”于是我录了一段MC Mong - Ice Cream的后舍。详见counterfeiter.blogbus.com

周二·文艺一天。

开始看《神枪手之死》。

“我买一本《顽主》送你吧”

听到Viva la Vida   "I know Saint Peter will call my name。"

我如果有朝一日能和小熊组乐队，我们的名字会是“贱外骚货”。这很符合我们的性格、背景……我和小熊都用同一种方法解决睡不着的问题。都不爱吃芹菜、都不用BitTorrent。还有啥来着。

周三·借书·写作业

去了趟电影学院，相当难找。熊比我晚走，还先到了-__-蓟门桥真是个复杂的存在。

借了5本书……淡蓝派给了我一个从来没借过书的有钱孩子……来来回回办了3、4次

偷得论文题目数个，《文化碰撞下的家庭叙事——李安家庭三部曲》
《影视录音时间中音响效果运用的心理学依据》
《新中国战争题材儿童电影中英雄形象的嬗变》
《美国八十年代家庭伦理片中父亲身份危机浅析》
《论常规动画片角色表演节奏的把握》
《创作报告：镜头前的表演》
《20实际上海虹口电影社区分析》

世界的美好多了一个，文艺论文。却是只可远观><~~

……那位大二的呆男得知我上国际学校后，忙问“不是汇佳吧”我说“不是”，也没多做解释什么。觉得确实 年龄越相近，越不用解释什么

“回头你可以写个《IB学生必上的XX个网站》…………还可以把所有帮过你论文的人列在附录里，冠名为《IB学生必交的XX个朋友》……”小熊

『这乐队名很好……不过会影响咱们打榜……到时候咱们在CHANNEL V台比出V字对全世界人民说，“大家好，我们是贱外骚货”』

周四·传说中的鸟巢

穿着整整齐齐的校服，春游一般的。

我和小熊发短信说，对泰国人最无意的恶毒莫过于：“他的名字都快被挤下显示屏了！”

“就算什么选手都不认识，年轻的男生还是反应最热烈的……座位很空。选手们跑步时会有弱智的摇滚乐”

有110米男女跨栏、投标（男子？）、1500男子、男子跳远……反正都是无聊的田径。最近第一次进这么大的体育场，唯一感受就是  除了足球，没啥不能在家看的……（小时候去看过两次棒球～）

“好多老师拿着单反……学生拿着录像机……韩国男生看准大城市随便赌（‘上海！！’）还有个马来西亚选手叫易普拉欣……”

“对……我带作业了，生物复习资料和《钱钟书文集》”

“来这儿只能让一些极其反动的学生更渴望***……”例如Gav，通场都在思索怎么做出个无×府主义的壮举……

“1500米……有个澳大利亚黑人参赛；本来Chris 情绪高涨地助威，结果Y不仅落后，还中途退出……其实所有的外国选手都很烂”……都是业余……
我问老师“怎么没有美国的？！”“拿不到签证呗～”

“居然还有以解放军为代表的……”“俗称八一……”

“YL吃爆米花，不论坐姿、神态、评判赛事语调都能让人想象到他中年时也该差不多……”

有个人投标过黄线了，圭相深沉地说“3 seconds, he changed his life...”“你们太恶毒了……”

“某泰国女生狂为两位泰国选手助威。日本选手都像金成武一样具有国字脸帅气。女的一个个腹肌凶猛！”“其实场内环境还不错，毕竟是新式的。路牌标志也很可爱。食品相当评价（吃完东西我就high了……）”

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其实之前主要推动力就是看到村上春树的小说，觉得自己也可以写得出来嘛！！然后大受启发。

I woke up and used the computer to load some songs, which—as usual—ended up as me focusing on something else. After 30 minutes of blogging, I finally got up to prepare for leaving. While pampering my face in front of the mirror with Johnson-Johnson, I combed my hair into a ponytail.

I had three heavy books, one bottle of low-concentrated apple juice and a tube of chips secured in an “I’m not a plastic bag” bag. 448 to Shangdi Subway station, and smoothly to my school, taking off the hair band on the way.

The rain started to fall. The wet feel was brought to my senses accompanied with the songs I knew by heart. When I got to school, I was half worried and half cynical about the carnival: though Mr. C was annoyingly stressing everyone before hand, he did put much effort. Chris and Rob were at the cross road and said hi. I went into the school’s lobby, starting to read my drama book. Mr. C then appointed some 7^th graders and me to move the Trash and Treasure items to the Language Center. They complained since they do not get CAS recorded. There were all kinds of used trash/treasure on the 2^nd floor hallway: dolls, baskets, miniature utensils etc. During the second relay to carry the stuff, I saw this:

My first reaction was 朴智星, cuz Man C was also red - -|||.

It had the money box, the coupons for games (5RMB/coupon), and the raffle ticktes. Later on a tent was over the two cafeteria tables. The chips are mineThe little M&M bear is the game of guessing how many M&Ms there were. The closest guess wins the bear and the M&Ms.... Dufake and I guessed twice, 600 and 480.

 ka wa iiiiiiiiiii...... hope we win!!!

the wet track and the wet bouncey castle.... “敢不敢去跳……”“不敢。我就是怕戳出洞。。丢人从来没怕过”

Dufake didn't want to throw sponges at females, so I led him to the wateer-covered sexy buff Chris. The game was to throw water balloons at him, 5 kuai 3 throws. The water was quite warm, Chris never ducked. Still, dufake only nailed one.

The raffle draw was at 1 o'clock; ironically, the headmaster won the prize...

After lunch, I came back and helped to move some chairs. Dufake and I moved a table together.
"STOP!! i need to rest..." "and have sex..." "haha, i could totally imagine that happening" "same here" "and all the ppl would have no reaction about it" "yeah!"

"stole" a can of Coke, found out merrily that the design of the can was one that I didnt have. They are getting prettier each day ><!!!

we left and watched a skateboarding contest for 2 hours. the kid practicing alone yesterday was there as well, along with a foreigner that sucked.

“我觉得他们都比我小五岁以上……”

Though the techniques were pretty basic, we were quite amused. We even stared at the people long enough to be able to recognize them on the street. I love it when that happens, especially young males. ^_^

 highway to hell - ACDC

we even procastinated lunch for 20 minutes just to watch this performance of Kyu and Na. Other than Tears from Heaven, they sang Hey There Delilah and wake me up when sept. ends. Kyu said "White Plain Ts".... He sang pretty well.

被带到脑残的小熊一只。澄清一下，他终于没有用中指。

~The End~