Allie

i guess i dont write in here often enough...well since mostly i write my blog in chinese, and most of my friends already check my xiaonei or facebook or studi....

 

30 days until i leave germany again. not sure how i feel about this. i know i'm gonna miss it like hell as soon as i land in china. i'm going to miss all my favorite things here, nice people, nice food, nice weather, great beer, great bundesliga games, and most important of all, my dear friends. everytime i come here i get to make good friends, and not just any good friends, friends who understand me in a way my chinese fellows never do, friends like we've known each other the whole time but just happen not to have met, friends who i can trust that will be there when i really need it (although i rarely ask anything from my friends), friends who i will miss wherever i go (oddly enough, i hardly miss my chinese friends when i'm abroad). can't tell if its really because it's germany or just because it's NOT china...

 

sometimes i wonder how the hell can i be so fed up with my own motherland. but i cannot lie to myself. i just own up to it. i admit i'm a coward and i'm no way strong enough to fight in my country. i just want to enjoy my life in my own way, with no strings attached to my country. it's not a life i'm proud of, but it's the life i'm going with.

 

i will however, do my best and fight my hardest to come back to life. no matter where it is, in germany or australia or uk or canada or usa or anywhere else. so, one last year, one last battle for the win.

今后blogbus的博客设密码，只对自己或者极个别情况对密友开放。

下了波鸿的火车，来接我的帅哥居然是多特蒙德球迷。让我太失望了……这家伙还有点智障，哈哈哈哈，张口闭口都是voll gut。。。。有时候特别活跃，有时候又特别腼腆。评论所有男人都只有一个形容词schwul。。。带着我在市中心走着走着就迷路了，然后只好跟我坦白，平时他都不在波鸿混，只在多特蒙德……

波鸿也太小了，啤酒难喝得yipi。Caipi也难喝得yipi……这里的男生都帅呆了。好多朋克，好多奇奇怪怪的gangster。市里小得很，简直没有一个地方可以刷visa卡。我打算周末去斯图加特或者多特蒙德买东西……

到目前为止对波鸿印象还不错，voll gut...

i'm "back to my hometown" with my parents, but to be honest it's actually just my parents' hometown. This shitty tiny town never felt like home to me for even a second in my life. I don't even speak their language when my aunts or uncles speak to me. I just pretend to be listening and fake a smile. Let's cut things straight, as far as i'm concerned, besides my parents i have no family. So why do i fucking have to spend the new year's with a bunch of strangers every year is just beyond me.

So during all the free time in this internetless crappy town, i get the chance to go through all the movies i didn't have time for. I especially loved the pig-faced girl story, in which i have come to known the importance of "loving me the way i am", and a total adorable hottie called James McAvoy! Brown hair and light green eyes! He is SO my type! Cute as a puppy, shaggy hair (feel wrong to admit that i have a thing for man bangs! :p OMG!), libertine-like free spirit, nice shirt covering a great-shaped man body, and of course, BRITISH!!! Oh geez, i think i'm in love, quote the Teenagers, LOL... Plus i must compliment the music director on the soundtrack choice of using Sigur Rós. Only god knows how many hours i have spent soaking myself into that Takk album.

Anyway, i have also finally taken the trouble of finishing 2 Days in Paris. I confess i have a secret crush on actor Daniel Brühl, the cutie who's in literally every German movie that i like, and he's the main reason i even wanted to watch this film. His character Lukas/fairy, on the other hand, was a rather hilarious addition of the madness about the city of Paris. (plus i had no idea he could speak English so well, without any hint of German accent! Bravo Brühl!) You see, the thing about Paris (and in this case, Julie Delpy's character, which i'm sure in some way is just like her. This is after all her production) is, she's a slut, but you gotta love her. Trust me, i've been there. Despite days full of dirty subway rides, trashy streets, constant worrying of safety, and over-priced perfume smell vanity, even i was in love and shed a small tear when i left Paris. It's this theory i have, that the air in Paris is full of love, and believing in Paris is believing in love. The heart of true romanticists only corresponds with the beat of Europe.

It reminded me again of how i went to Vienna only to look for the vibe of the film Before Sunrise..but actually unnecessary because it was everywhere, in Europe. All you have to do is to be free. I miss that feeling so much after i got back to China. i guess once in a while we all have to run away from everything, and travel alone to a place far far away, where time stops for you. That's where home is.

又是一年过去了，我的iPod里又多了3000张专辑。今年收获很多，很多好音乐怎么听都挺不够。不分先后，只是全都是2008年才发行的。由于各人品味的原因，都是indie pop electronic new rave dance garage类的……

Bloc Party - Intimacy
Kings of Leon - Only By The Night
MGMT - Oracular Spectacular
Ladyhawke - Ladyhawke
Friendly Fires - Friendly Fires
The Virgins - The Virgins
The Aliens - Luna
Foals - Antidotes
Beck - Modern Guilt
Stars - Sad Robots EP
Crystal Castles - Crystal Castles
Death Cab For Cutie - Narrow Stairs
Deerhunter - Microcastle
Sigur Ros - Med Sud I Eyrum Vid Spilum Endalaust
The Teenagers - Reality Check
Johnny Foreigner - Waited Up Til It Was Light
Vampire Weekend - Vampire Weekend
The Automatic - This Is A Fix
Van She - V
The Kooks - Konk
The Music - Strength in Numbers
Fleet Foxes - Ragged Wood
TV On The Radio - Dear Science
Finn. - The Best Low-Priced Heartbreakers You Can Own
The Ting Tings - We Started Nothing
Elbow - The Seldom Seen Kid

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to be continued