Icy Palace

  After one week's  real colloge life in sift, I think I've totally been adapted to this new place. Though it's different from the high school, more free time, more seduction, I was still busy all the time, with interview, with friends. I don't want to be unknown like before. What I can do is to show myself, to meet others, to make friends. I know that I'm not experienced, but I'm passionate and I really want to change, to be new.

  In fact, this week is not good. We have fought for many times. For what? I don't know. Just some little things, originally about my new life, my friends. Actually, we usually argued with each other on these things. He doesn't like my male friends,even female friends. If time can be divided, he must think that my full time belongs to him. But it's not ture to me. In my mind, friends are impotant, maybe more worthy to depend on. Was I tired of this relation? I 'm always trying my best to save it, though many feelings have gone. I am never a pessimistic person. When I wrote down my words on the future postcard, I was really sad to our relation. I just hope nobody will be hurt. Caus I really care your feelings.

  I've kown some guy this summer. I find that I prefer to tell someone I don't know my real feelings. I just want to find a listener. So who is the Mr Right is still unknown.

  Looking forward to 10.4 Avril Lavigne's concert. I'm coming...VIP~oh ye~

                                                           

 

 

  When someone is bored with her ordinary life, she can change her hair style. So do I.

  Well~I have planned this for a long time and usually hesitated about changing. After  a bitter inner struggle in my mind, I carried out the plan yesterday. What an exciting decision!

  With the falling hairs, my old days just go.

  With the falling hairs, I  need to be maturer.

  With the falling hairs, nothing changed but my hair style.

  With the falling hairs... 

  It's going to be a wild and wicked year.

  I used to be bashful and queit but I'm better off. There's no way I 'll come back. Now things are different. I 'm outgoing, maybe kind of shy. Dad said " If you keep silence, you look like really icy, the girl charming and bewitching. However if you open your mouth, then talk talk talk, you're  Icy, not attracted. So I'm trying to be quiet once more.

  Put just a few photos on my space. Do you like my short hair? Awesome...Right??

                                                                                                        

 

  Totally 3 years have flown. Something left and something forgot are all our wealth.

  I just picked up a part  to memorize the day we had.

  Welocome to Icy's album. There are what is worth cherishing.

  When I was just a kid, a frenchman, so-called romantic guy, was my prince in heart. I haven't change my mind until mom told me that some foreign handsome guys were carried with AIDS. In fact, she only wanted me to care about it. But I have given up this plan since then.

  Since I entered the middle school, I have made a lot of male friends(not boyfriend). All of them are nice guys; they are kind, smart, humorous and diligent. I was happy to own such friendship with them long before. But as I grew up, I began to notice some boys such as uncle119, momo... Whatever,they all my idols when I was young(although I'm not old now). I don't know whether it was a date as I went with one of them to the movie. I admitted that I thought I was the happist girl in the world at that moment, even though we didn't hold a hand with each other, no hug and  no kiss. I probably admired these guys, not loved them.

  Love is an important part of our youth. Everyone's first love was filled with sweety and sorrow, so do I. I don't want to recall that time because lots of things were complicated. But I should thank somebody who never left me alone and always push me to fight. Friends are more important for me.

  I seldom consider my personality. Some guys used sexy and spicy to describe me; I partly agreed it but not totally. Personally, I may be seemed shy but outgoing actually. I enjoy anything that is up to date but not avorice. Money is the root of all evil. I'm also sensitive since I usually cried for a sad movie or a novel on a love story. When he met me first time, he thought I was icy(not my name)and when we got along with each other, he has already known the real "me". Never quiet and always having a lot of words. But I didn't see that yet.

  The guy I loved isn't my male friend now.He has changed all his information and didin't want me to find him. Well, I'm not stubborn, so I will give up. He was just a passer in my life.The guy I'm loving gave me too much love that was beyong what I need. However, this is a good choice for me because the person loving you more is better than the one you love more. And the guy I will love must be ambious. I can hardly live an ordinary life. I prefer challenges and other new things.

  Love can buy happiness. I still hold on this view.

First day in KAIEN

  What will you define "future"? Maybe the university you want to go, your ideal job,your family plan or your personal dream like travelling around the world.

  Today I met a cute boy, Haword, just 12. He told me that he wants go to West Point , the United States Military Academy, an interesting answer, right? He also taught me a new word "dictator", someone like Hitler. I'm surprised that such a yong boy should be so ambious. Hawod is also a social person, better than me.

  All these things let me think about my future, the real future I want to have.

  I'm going to go to SIFT in September this year, majoring in finance. I gotta study by myself because education in university is relatively free, almost up to students. So I will probably work in a bank and get high salary. Hongkong and Shanghai Banking Corporation will be a good choice. My brother said he could already see me sitting behind the computer, wearing formal suit...Ha~actually a nice picture. But is this what I really want or I need? I don't konw. Everything in future can't be known now, so nothing is impossible. I planned to be a PR a few months ago. Unluckily, I was not accepted to Shisu, so I have to change my plan. Will I just be a housewife after I get married?? That's a interesting question. I used to think about finding a French husband and having a half-blood baby. But when I recall this dream, it's just funny and only for a kid. Last week, Mom told me that she planned to send me abroad after my graduation from SIFT, Australia or Britain. I haven't had a clear idea yet. Maybe it will be promising.