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hello willa.je cherche ma vie
2004-07-07 05:08:12 (UTC)

July 5----The First French Day

Hey today was a kool day! My French course started today~
I got up early this morning in order not to be late.( heh
heh I know it barely happened to me). At 8:50am, I arrived
Alliance Français. Its nice to stay in a place with the
air conditioner and bunch of pretty French girls. And here
it is. I entered the classroom and started to look round,
to see whether there are any pretty creatures. But
disappointedly, all that in my eyes were males. There were
two girls, but I would rather never date girls than hang
out with them. The teacher came in. He was a young man
with short hair and a dark frame glasses. But when he
started to speak and move, oh my! Oh my! He was so girly!
With that little hands’ figure, you would hardly not to
think about his hormone system. Hey was it working?
But later I found those shit doesn’t matter at all, he is
the
first Chinese who speaks such fabulous French I have ever
seen! So freaking fluent. The class was pretty funny and
enjoyable, but I was not quite used to it cuz the French
girls all used English to teach me French. The course in
Alliance francais is taught in French. So need time to get
use to it, it is good though. I also sew the headmaster of
the French center. She was a big woman, but with a nice
and sweet voice.

The whether in GZ these are so rainy, cuz of the storm, it
rains heavily everyday. It was so cloudy and dark after my
class. So I rushed home by my bike. But fuck.. it started
to rain… oh man I was on the road and under the narrow
viaduct. Couldn’t find any where to hide… ah! Shitman! Got
my clothes terribly all wet! Including my pants. Something
could make my pants wet besides harmony…incredible!

My mom really disappointed me tonight. It was not a
current problem. I know my dad’s brother treated her
really bad when she was pregnant and delivered of me, that
even almost killed her and me. But his children have
nothing do with that. They didn’t do any harm to her, they
are very kind and nice girls. That was just their father.
But every time when they come over, mom always treats them
like strangers. I told to mom many times that they are
inculpable, they didn’t do anything bad to you. You
shouldn’t treat them in that way, that sucks, that’s not
right. You hate dad’s brother, I understand, but them, it
is already another generation. Mom! Would you please,
don’t put the hate on them? Sigh… the only thing I could
do was just tried to cover them and sneak room for them.
Times and times I told mom that is not right. But she just
replied, I can not forget how they treated me at that
time, when I think about it. I can not get over it.

I love you and I understand you. Hope time helps.




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