Let me finish the log I wrote yesterday. Why the sound of typing is so noisy, especially for the key of Dell, for none of my roommates’ key board is as noisy as mine.

The summer is really coming. I’ve missed the gorgeous sakura, the tulip, but didn’t miss the vivid spring which could bring all the sadness to every mortal, including me. I see, I’ll take the camera along with me, anyhow, the weather today is awesome.

Yeah…the dream yesterday afternoon. After the news, I was in an old garden, above me is the vines, wounding about the trellis. It was in my childhood, humid, a little bit dark. Sometimes it seems like the backyard of my grandma’s, I saw my grandpa sitting on a cane chair, in the open air, yes, it was rainy, just like the picture in Takovsky’s movies.

Then, it was the time for dinner, my roommates was trying to wake me up. It was in the reality. But in the dream, I exerted myself to open my eyes. I opened for a second, then closed again, I saw the room changed. It became larger. I saw a picture of scenery, the predominate colour is dark green, maybe it was done by oil. Than, the horrible thing happened, between the tow beds, the desks disappeared, instead, it was something seems like a bier. In the dream I fell asleep again, I told myself, no, it was not true, it was because, I mix the tow directions, actually, the picture is the side of the window. I tried to open my eyes again, but the scene remained, never changed…I fell asleep again, until Smile woke me up.

Maybe I’m under too heavy pressure of the going abroad affairs, I told my friends I don’t wanna go to England, I just want to go to Canada. However, thing does not always go in the way as you want.