2011-01-08 16:05:51
大学的申请费是交了，今天才发现真正申请大学的过程远远比想像的复杂的多。几乎每所学校都有自己专门的“附属”申请，其中包含了自己的教育历史，课外活动，获得奖项，成绩汇报等等。填一份还说得过去，但是当我同时面对三四份时，我才方恨自己当初选得太多了。既然最终只能上一所大学，为什么要接这么多通知书来证明自己呢？其中最简单明了的要属麦吉尔大学，既没有什么附属问题，也不用邮寄成绩，只要在网上把自己的成绩发上去就足够了，全加拿大排名第一还是有原因的。最复杂的是多大的工程系，简直是对耐心的考验，不像麦吉尔采用信任制度（自己上报分数），多大要求邮寄官方文件，并且不放过任何教育历史的细节，有可能连我八、九年级的成绩也要如一上报。看来不是上回高三脱层皮，而是报所大学哭不及。
2011-01-04 16:14:24
2010.7.24.
2011-01-03 13:09:32
2010.7.22.
2011-01-03 10:23:42
Gold
Becomes the colour of my eyes
Edging the rim of the clouds
Igniting the passion of the sky
So as my deep stare
Which dives into the coolness of the space;
Soars across the stillness of the time
To find
The taste of the cry
Or
Maybe just a poor excuse
To forget
2011-01-01 16:38:44
总是缺乏完成这本游记的毅力，但是因为我从来没说过放弃，所以今天我就继续侃下去…
2010-12-30 19:44:08
我的摄影老师曾说过：“你们为什么不想想用自己的嗜好来养活自己的嗜好呢？” 我天天就在做这样的白日梦，梦想着有一天我的艺术创作可以给我带来足够的利润来养活我在艺术上的花销。这样就会避免每次查账时看到自己在美术材料上流水的花销而受到的震撼了。
2010-12-30 18:43:21
十二年级的冬季是这边大学申请的季节，我在我妈几个月的督促下，今天终于决定开始考虑我的未来（说实在我好不想长大啊）。我迟迟不去申请的原因不在于达不到大学要求，而是因为选择太多了
。况且我喜欢纯物理，又喜欢社会学；喜欢尖端科技，又喜欢前沿设计。看到几十本大学宣传册，以及每本上几百来项专业，我并没觉得自己的前程怎样光明，渺茫才更贴切当时的感受。虽然选择多，话说回来要选一个自己感兴趣又赚钱的行当即使在我这个理想主义者的脑海里也变得不太实际了。似乎大人们（假定我还是青少年）的工作永远是一种煎熬，乐趣何在？仅仅是为自己在花钱的一刹那提供一些安全感，这个本人已经深有感受了。
）。不像我的某些同学，目标就是选一个离家最远的大学，住宿舍、独立生活——“oh yeah!”
呜呜…以前那个哭着想家的人现在显然不会为之所动了。
（本人在此不发表任何评论）。不过也禁不住庆幸自己拥有主动的权力。
2010-12-25 16:03:56
许久没有写博客了，许久没有看中文书了，许久没有回中国了…
2010-08-08 12:09:12
7.20.2009.我们旅途的第二天
2010-08-07 23:56:03
7.19.2010 was my 18-year-old birthday; on the exactly same day my family started the trans-North America trip, which I had been looking forward to for a long time. (This makes me feel that I’m 8, not 18, wanting a fancy Barbie) I’m a strong believer that travelling can make one a lot smarter, and this could be a perfect excuse to call for a summer vacation. Moreover, next year is my final year in high school (it’s depressing for me to think of that, I really enjoy the life which I don’t need to worry about living alone or struggling to survive), life has to go on, as a result, I need to visit several top universities in Canada so that I could apply for those ones I like. I know my tone is a little bleak here; I should appreciate the fact that I have the choices. And yes, top ones are all excellent, and U.S. old brand colleges are even better. Still, I wish I could live in a place where I feel amazed by the surroundings constantly. I can’t help to be an idealist.
The preparation for this trip was short, only took my family a day to gather all the necessities. However, our car’s storage space was stuffed with half of our household: two laptops, two cameras, two iPods, a DSi, a GPS, two cell phones, these electronics are just for communication and entertainment. For camping, we had two tents (actually we only used one for the whole trip, and paid the fuel fees for the other), three sleeping mats, four sleeping bags, two flashlights, one fridge and whatsoever we could bring along, the unnecessary turned out to be useful after awhile from civilization, especially my mom’s extra pair of slippers—my dad lost one of his shoes during a night of camping, thus had to stand in my mom’s shoes for the rest of the trip. Nevertheless, these things become worthless comparing to my mom’s purse (yes it’s my mom’s, although my dad pays for that). At 7:30 we started our car’s engine, it was the earliest time we began our daily journey throughout the trip. It seems that we have to drive; otherwise we would have the possibility missing the airplane.
Highway No. 1, the longest highway in the world, was the main road we travelling along. Beside the highway is the famous trans-Canada railroad, at least in the history textbook. I took train in China countless times, since railway is a common transportation tool there. On the contrary, the railway tickets here are pricy, which means you would need to spend more time and money to take it instead of airplane. It’s illogical to a Chinese, but I soon understood it after seeing all the sceneries along the highway, they are the kind of views that you won’t get tired of it in your lifetime. To be honest, I even want to be a farmer in the prairie to enjoy the clouds and sunshine. How ambitious I am…
Our first destination was Banff, where we have stayed for one week last year. This time we decided to do camping (low cost was the primary reason), which was indeed very challenging to the ones who don’t know how to face the coldness or the rain at night. Believe me, soaking wet in wintertime is not comfortable at all, that was exactly I felt there unfortunately. For some unknown reasons, I was still excited about the camping while trembling in the morning; I was still fond of starry night while wondering in the dark forest for the washroom. Since the whole trip was madness, please pay no heed to my irrationality.
I had a great birthday after all: I didn’t have a cake, I didn’t at home, I didn’t have fancy meals, I didn’t even sleep under a real roof (camping!), and I was cold all night, but I was happy, that was all it counts.
Morning~静静的早晨 