August 26th
When I recall the past, I remember how hard I tried stretching out my arm to reach him who is like a star in the sky far away from me.
I think to call myself beautiful is stretching it a bit.
I always dunk her biscuits in my coffee.

August 27th
“A woman with fair opportunities and without an absolute hump may marry whom she likes.” What a pity! I am a humpback. So I will never be a beauty no matte how adorable I am. I will never be loved by the one I love. I will never get the warmth I want.

August 28th
Back and forth, my head swiveled, desire waxing, resolution waning.
August 29th
The ten items a woman should highly pay attention to.
1 a woman with fair opportunities and without an absolute hump may marry whom she likes.
2 render the gentle smile perfectly.
3 don’t try to seek sympathy from other people.

August 30th
I totally lost myself yesterday. I can’t control myself and said sth bad. It directly caused my corruption today.
American Dream is fucking a good movie. When you can’t fall asleep, try to picture something in your dreams. For example, the house with glass shimmers golden in the late day sun.
I sprawled on bed with my eyes open for the whole night.

August 25th
I had dinner with LNN and his mom and some other seniors.
I miss Y so much, although we only met once. Is that called “love at first sight”? However, considering our relationship rationally, the possibility of two of us together is quite small. I know I will suffer a lot if we are together. He is not the kind of guy who will really care for me. (That’s the point.) He doesn’t enjoy my sense of humor. I seem like just some dust in his eyes. But I couldn’t help hankering after him. Luckily I am not little girl any more. So I will let it go and won’t call him again.

The following paragraph is mimicking W.Somerset Maugham’s style.

At first I was too grateful for W’s friendship to make any demands on him. I took things as they came and enjoyed life. But little by little I began to resent his universal amiability; I wanted a more exclusive attachment, and I claimed as a right what before I had accepted as a favor.

August 23rd
I went up to bed at 5 o’clock last night, and got up at 12 o’clock.
I saw a movie “silence hill” and washed a pair of trousers in the afternoon.
I had supper with a beauty named LH, and then I came back home and went on reading.
I finally understand that it’s due to my greed and intemperance that make everything worse. I regret my indulgence of passion.

Anyway, let bygones be bygones.

August 22nd

In the afternoon, I read “on writing” and then went back to the dorm to write something secret. But I didn’t write a single word. I am sick of my poor writing ability. Although I often use Janet Fitch’s words to inspire myself-“I realized I didn’t have to write perfectly to get something on paper. I could start with feeling, with perspective and a joy in description, and see where they led”. I should have a try and not be so picky.

“Beyond Boundaries”, “Melissa” and “Imagine me and you”-there are 3 movies I have seen tonight.