The whether in Georgia fluctuates significantly. 4 days ago, I was wearing sweater and feather coat, today, I wear only a T-shirt and a light coat. I actually like it, like the fresh smell in the morning. Although spring is still around the corner, the air smells like summer.

I love summer mornings ever since primary school. I went to primary school in my hometown in the southern China, where it was much more humid than Beijing, so in summer morning, there was light fog (sometimes very thick) and shinning dew on grass and flowers at roadside. I left home to school around 7:30 am, waved and said goodbye very loudly to my mom who always looked at me through the kitchen window. Then I smell the air, felt the fog, appreciated the vague sunshine and the rising sun, which made the whole world an amazing painting of fairy tale, with perfect treatment in light and shadow. Then I met classmates on my way, we discussed every detail in the cartoon (mostly "Saint Seiya") we saw last night very excitedly. Now, I can't even remember when was the last time that I enjoyed such a summer morning, and when I met those classmates again in my hometown, we talked about jobs, the other halves, weddings, babies.... I am gonna discuss cartoons with my kids on our way to their school...someday.

Well, recalling the good old days is not my primary intention of writting this essay. There are a lot of things going on in my life, cases, homework, job hunting.... frankly speaking, I am not doing an excellent job here, instead of carefully reading cases and aggressively looking for summer internships, I spent much time playing Cake Mania3. It's a game about running a bakery. I just love those food service games. Also, I am learning French again! I have French Class at 8:30 am on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday. I am everything but a morning person, but I still love it. Learning French is just trés trés amusant! It's the class that I look forward to the most everyday. (As an MBA student, I probably shouldn't say this.)

So, this morning, which also is the night of the Lantern Festival in China, I got up early, arrived my French class 3 minutes late, but 1 minute right before the quiz (which count as 40% of final grade) started. After the class, I saw a guy carrying his text books in a plastic super market shopping basket to business school. Maybe it's just common in the US that people behave "creatively", but I found this very funny, and I couldn't help laughing, picturing him walking into a classroom with such a basket, and put it on the floor....hahaha, maybe it's just me being crazy and mean (I AM NOT nice enough). Then I checked my mail box, found even more joy: the lastest issue of InStyle has arrived, and it's back to the original number of pages. I subscribed this fasion magazin not long after I arrived the US last summer, it used to have 356 pages, and only costed $2 per issue. However, the 2009 January and February issues only had half of the original number of pages, so I thought maybe it was because of the economy downturn that they didn't have as much advertisement sponsors. Now, it's good to see that the pages are back. What is not so good is that all those fancy photos in this issue indicates that summer is comming soon, which means, it is urgent for me to get rid of all the fat that I gained, and I don't think it will be easy this time..... Another thing that I found in my mail box is an used textbook that I ordered online. The mail package was terribly unbelievably damaged. I have no idea why it was like that and how, looked like it was stored at somewhere for years and biten by rats. At first I thought I got tricked, but then I found the book inside was as new as the seller described, and that was how I felt lucky, to get an almost new book at 90% discount price, out of a disgusting trash. Btw, books are really expensive here. The price for the latest version of this book was over $150, but you can find a slightly earlier version, with the same content, but at a much cheaper price. $15, that was how much I paid for this one. 

Being happy the whole morning, I decided to share this with my dear friends back in China through this space. I really miss my friends, sometimes those scenes of hanging out with them in Party world at chaowai Street, in clubs (clubs in Atlanta suck! Last Sat night, I was in Sutra, so called one of the most famous clubs here, that was my first time going out since the new semester started, when I was appropriately buzzed and getting into the best dancing mood, they claimed it was time to close. It was only 2:30. So I got very pissed off, and couldn't stop complainning, until my friends started to comfort me like I was drunk... guess I was not as "appropriately buzzed" as I thought), in 南锣鼓巷, resturants along the east third ring of beijing, the supermarket, the sichuan snacks, even the Mcdonald's near my appartment in Beijing, just constantly rush back to my mind, so clear, so close, but also so far away. I guess I AM homesick, this is rare and unexpected for me, but not a big problem, and in some way it can stimulate my patriotism, which is good.

Ok, I have to have lunch and go back to work, whatever the work is. Another reason for me not updating here often is that I spent too much time on each essay. Everytime I started with only a few ideas, but once I started to write, more ideas kept on coming up, and I became very wordy, and also picky to the words and phrases, and structures to use..... and just a blink, 3 hours had passed. I did spend more than 3 hours in Cake Mania, so it's a lame excuse..... so I am gonna delete that game...

 

Lunch lunch, coke cola chicken wings and legs, cooked by Chef Ying. mwahahahaha...