so, eventually, everything works out. maybe not everything but at least the driving license.

ican drive now. here, you should make no more than 15 errors to pass the driving test. i'm

on the line and the examinant said i should pay a lot attention on road or i may be a

disaster. i do not care about the trash he's talking since i'm in such a joy. i've never

found america such a pretty place. i took yvonne having sushi for lunch. she took me indeed

but on me. don't worry, she's married.

 

actually, i found the examinant is right. i do be a disaster on the road. i hate manul

gearbox. i have to shift all the time and sometimes my lovely little cute pickup does not

work for me. that's really frustrated.

 

i have a class today on 9:30 but it's hard to find a parking place so i get up at 7:00 which

must be early enough to get a place. someone used to say a little fault could cause a lot of

problems. that's also right. just a miss of a turn, i found myself one the 405 freeway

leading to LA. my school is in long beach, and that freeway, no u turn! damned it! luckily,

i remembered what they used to do. find a exit and enter the freeway again to get back. i

did so and finally exit the freeway at the right place without knowing where i really am. to

be open open open! i turn some mexicans who was cutting grass for help. everyone here seems

nice, though poor english.

 

whatever, i made my trip to school at 9:00. spending 10 minutes to find a place and 5

minutes to park in the right place. i catch up with the class. because my first class

yesterday named special topics in EE was canceled for too few people, this is my first class

 indeed. and i find it great! the teacher is so nice and i'm still the active one in the

class.

 

i have to take an Writing exam as a requirement to graduate as a master. that's hard and

costs lots of people lots of times to pass it. we should write about 10 paragraph to pass.
so i have to write in english all the time for practice.

 

blah blah blah, stop here. i have to another class. ganna go.

today is my first trip to school, i mean on my own. there always be someone who could not pass the behind-the-wheel test at first time, like me. so, i have to get to school on a damned bike, i don't want to be rude but the bike really sucks that it's really hard too ride. because of long term no ridden? must be. almost die on the road. that's a highway without a bike lane, which means the vehicles pass you by at the speed limit of 55mph. of course everyone is driving at 60 mph. that is 60*1.6=96km/h and they are touching my skin. damned terrible. and there is no flat ground at all, ascents are everywhere. the sun is shining srongly. yep, you got it, california sun shine.

 

i've rested for several hours but still exhausted. do not want to move even a little. and i've taken the exam of english as a second language. that also sucks even quiz of fill in the blanks. i might mess it up. also the essay. it has a words limit of 250 to 350. that's just a start for me.

 

do not want to think anything. good luck to myself.

there were too many firsts since my first trip to the u.s. let's pick something up as memorial.

where should i begin? start with the phoenix miss china cosmos pageant. that's the first time i was invited to such a formal party. maybe i should not call it a party but as my lack of words, so whatever. it cost $120 for a ticket. and we should dress formally. jason told me shirt is ok but with a tie. i found myself funny later at the table. no one dressed that way, short-sleeves white shirt, suit pant, clarks shoes and yellow tie. i know no one cares about it. so let's get to the point.

i do not like the party, really. everyone dressed like human. however as the beauties appeared, they became animals. the pageant turned into night club. that's not the most unbearable, but every candidate knew who would win before they came out to the stage. no idea of money works or something even worse. oh, i almost forget. this is the north america final. there are few girls here, which means not everyone is beautiful. the mainland final may be in a better quality.

it doesn't matter. i went to fish today, santa monica beach. i thought fishing is boring. no movement, no movement, no movement. all the stuff you need to do is sitting there and wait. but i was wrong. the fish was so aggressive, no, so hungry. they were so eager to come to me. as a result, there was nearly no time to rest. it proofed that i'm a hot guy, didn't it? i caught 12 fishes in total. and gave 1 to mexican, 1 to black, and rest to ocean.

god bless my waist. i'm too fat now. ready to run everyday. fighting!

i do not like the feelings. though there are a lot of people around me, i still feel lonely. the sense of family striked me once on the mind which made me so happy. however, now, i don't belong to them, or them don't belong to me. at least, i'm not one of them, boss meng's son came back from summer campus in new york. sitting there with no sounds, watching them with no movement, smiling on my face with no cheer. it's like a class cover holding me inside and seperating me and them. they are a family, not with me.

 

i went with shirley, one of my sisters which of course i see as my family, these days. when everybody moved, we shared a vehicle. hers is a mazada sports car. small, tight, pressing. she always play some sad songs, slow in rhythm, cafard in mood.

in such times, i can't help thinking that if i had my own one i'll play such kind of music too. and everytime i have to drive alone on the road. maybe for sure, i'll cry every single time, every. i would like some small cars now, as i think regular or big ones make me feel empty, or depression.

 

i was here for more than a week. everyday there are new ideas flashing in my mind. something is like when you are told that italian food is good after you have been eating american trash all the time. you may say, yes it is. but after you have chinese food you find the truth of food. and i begin keep some words in my mind, never talk about something you do not really know.

 

to be honest, to be straight, to be open, that's what i learn in america. of course, the first word i learnt here was enhnnnn~ something i never use inboard. maybe the difference is the parts of mouth we use to pronounce vary.

shirley is a nice girl. she teaches me how to do something in american ways. she is also forgettable that it is just two years since been here. she seems not remember lots of stuff there. i don't know if it's her way to shwo up.

and i also find americans vary from each other a lot, which i know but not so realized.

i don't want to leave shiley and her family. they show me warmth. i felt at home and really want to keep away from the lonely life later.

不知是谁对我说的，在美国，拖鞋是一件很严重的事情，永远不要当着陌生人的面脱鞋。如果男的脱，说明他不礼貌，如果女的脱，就是说你想怎么样就怎么样吧。结果当我来到房东这里第一面的时候，房东对我说，please take off your shoes when go to the carpet if you don't mind. like this.然后，房东大大方方的在我面前脱下鞋子，我就无奈了……

 

当然，也许他们不是生活在南加州吧，毕竟地域的差别还是有的。一成不变的应该是这里真是破呀。昨天刚刚考过了驾照的笔试，马上就要找教练学车路考了，我的效率还是不错的。开始想买什么车了，不过想来想去也只有日本车可选，省油、便宜，我不需要什么理由了，抵制日货的兄弟们对不起了，我不能再为你们献上爱心了，毕竟，我得先能自己活着再去考虑你们的感受啊。没有物质就没有精神。不知道谁说得真理。

 

这就是life，不知搞了多长时间了，上一段是很久以前的事情了，刚刚从yellowstone回来，和上面的生活已经接不上轨了，想到那里写到哪里吧。白纸permission已经拿到很长时间了，驾照的事还是没有音讯。美国的服务真的是很好的，每个人都很nice，有好消息的时候人家会祝贺你，有坏消息的时候人家会为你惋惜，让你有很温馨的感觉。但是你，哦不，是我，从这种温馨中摸到了规矩的脉络，脉络的路线重点是歧视，包括ssn(social society number)，没有奖学金很难搞到的东西。看了看刚才写的句子，好像有点拗口，有什么关系呢，偶发少年狂罢了。哦，对了，也就是这种nice使得办事效率极其低下，每个人过就得安慰安慰，磨磨唧唧没完没了，但是没有这种安慰还觉得不爽，说人家服务不好，这就是传说中的贱吧。

 

来吧，让我们描述一下美国的生活，吧。老美在这里是很少吃麦当劳、肯德基的，因为他们make foods。至少我们这里的美美们吃一些什么in 'n out或者是guomet burger，鬼知道是什么。全美很有名的yellowstone也不过那样，到处一片盐碱地，一堆硫磺喷出来就算是所谓的喷泉了，没见过世面的人们真可怜。这里的网络是很好的，也不知道是谁说得让带网线了，没听说有用到网线的，到处都是无线网络，比adsl快多了，多了，多了…………对不起，有回音了。如果你想带电子产品，我建议还是算了，我在国内买的所有电子产品全都亏了，而且都亏了一倍多……好伤心啊。

 

还有，这里的starbucks真的是普通得不得了，和麦当劳一个级别吧，算是便宜的不能再便宜的了，连加油站里面的烂咖啡都比那贵，还很浓……如果在那里生活在那里消费的话，万恶的资本主义社会真的是便宜得不得了，不过像我这样国内爸妈支持国外生活的话就很费力了。等我开学了和教授套套近乎搞个ta、ra就搞，搞不到就咖啡厅……反正所有这里的人都说，来了就什么都好商量。

受不了孟老板的妹夫了，没知识、没文化，见识还是有很多的，单纯搞黑社会就搞了很多money，让人类无法想象，最后不得不叹息于人类社会的不公平。他媳妇是最让我郁闷的了，没内涵，没内涵，没内涵。狗屁不会，就知道花钱，随随便便到beverly hill花了一万块钱，哦，对了，是美金。干他娘的黑社会……