Last day, i was suppoed to climb the hill with colleges in the morning,but i didnt go due to the tiredness,of course there are some more reasons i cant tell them......maybe what i've done is blamed by someone.Actually,i think i was wrong cos i should had called them and told them i wouldnt go but i hadnt which seems less considerable,but actually i have to consider something more which they didnt pay attention to. Well, it was very complicated to explain......
In the afternoon,i met them as i had promised,we planned to go to tea house,but all the seats were fully booked,then we went to jinggo instead. When i was at home, xjz asked me whether i would go today,i replied yes and we went together cos my home is near from his.When we arrived in RTV,they were playing cards which i wasnt interested at all.Those dishes were much more attractive to me cos i havent had my lunch yet,so i kept eating bread and potatoes......and, then, you know the dice,the drinking......Two guys went out playing table tennis which drawed my interests, K taught me how to play but i was not albe to learn,once again i blamed it to my low IQ,but the game itself is interesting.then i went back to the room eating,watching them singing as a good audience.
[I like the scene of:the bird-view of west lake in front of me,a bit of chat with K,and the light wind gently brushed my cheek.]
In the everning,we walk along the street to find a new place to settle down.finally we accepted the advice to go to bingjiang.well,we played card but i always lost.The clock stricked 24 and i felt a bit tired then i fell asleep.When i woke up,everyone felt hungry so we searched the places around to fnd something to eat.The searching ended up with noodle and biscuits,you know i like biscuit and cant resisted having them.I thought they would play the whole night,but K suggested that we could go home leaving others playing .Yes,thats exactly what i was on my mind! After i fed myself with lots of biscuits,we two left. Taxi was expected but long time no turned up.we walked along the street,chatting,covering various topics.It was very relaxing talking to him and he is a very nice guy.It was 3am, barely a single person was on the street except for us two.That felt good,and......was memorable.When i got back home,it was 4 am.
Is that so called 流水帐？Yes,exactly! Just to show someone i didnt choose the wrong major.