SUN 202 on 22nd of July

Few days earlier I turned 22. Even though I can’t really tell the difference between the last day of 21 and the first day of 22, I sort of feel it gives me more reason be mature, more responsible and stronger.


All right, time to report what I’ve been doing in the past few months. After 11 weeks of struggling, the gloomy winter term finally ended. Then, I had a wonderful spring break. My D and I went to Six Flags Magic Mountain in LA. He DROVE there! Sometimes I joke that he treats me too good, like a princess. But really, if I show any sign of desiring for something, even without me noticing it, he’ll try to make it happen. He truly is the source of my happiness. So, we went to the park for two days, played everything we could, and almost threw up there. My D was so qiang! He won a basketball and big toy dog.

Following the wonderful spring break, another 11 weeks of hell hunted me. In spring term, I had a really tough studio professor. The reason why I say he’s tough is because he’s always energetic and passionate about our project. That drove us crazy! I remember my studio had a lot more stuffs to present then the other four studios during the mid-term presentation (and of course the final). But I enjoyed the spring term studio the most! It was my first time to do planning for a large area with multiple buildings. The project is to design a raptor center in Eugene for injured eagles, owls, etc. I started with being completely lost in a four page long program listing all the buildings and services people need in the center. Lucky enough, I ended with a satisfying final presentation. Again, I have to say I couldn’t make it without my D. As usual (umhumhummm…), he stayed up late with me to scan my drawings and lend me his shoulders when I turned into a watermelonCi.

Then, my D graduated from MBA! I was happy and sad at the same time. I’m happy because he accomplished one more step of his plan. He can move forward now with a nice job at Xerox and finding himself a house and so much more. But that also means that I don’t get to see him that often anymore. Last Saturday we moved his stuff to his new apartment in Wilsonville. I turned into watermelon so many times. I wasn’t worrying about anything bad would happen though. It’s just I’ve had to be in a situation where I need to say goodbye to my loved ones so many times ever since my dad went to work in Malaysia when I was 8. I remember that time I could only spend one month with him in a year. When he’s home I was so happy, and when he was gone, I felt my world just collapsed. Right now I have that same sort of feeling except I know after I graduate in two years, we’ll be together again. Plus, we’ll meet on weekends. Everything will be just fine.

Two weeks later I’ll go back to Beijing, my real home. It’s supper hot in Eugene right now and it’s even hotter in Beijing. But when I go home, there’ll be air-conditioner waiting for me. Ha! Wish everyone enjoy the summer!