Eight fifteen at night in Boston, and the sky has just begun to darken. Now sitting at my desk in my dorm room in Thayer Hall, thinking of what I have gone through for the past 24 hours, everything seems so blurry and untrue. And I'm glad that I'm finally here, not bothered, writing something on my own, while listening to my favorite music.

   (The following paragraphs are recorded according to different time, see the capitalized letter at the beginning of each paragrah, GZ for Guangzhou, LA for Los Angelas and BT for Boston.)

   GZ, June 24th, 5:15 p.m.

   The last lesson of Senior One had a funny ending. Our chemistry teacher, oblivious as ever, was totally into the lesson and forgot about the whole class-is-over thing, and he didn't stop teaching until we were reminding him quietly that it was time to let us go. So he said that class was over, and we were free to go.

   I called my parents, asked them to pick up my things located in the dorm and the biochemistry building, and we went on the car and headed to the airport.

   It was slightly over six when we arrived at Baiyun International Airport. When we were done with all the baggage stuff, my family went to a restaurant for dinner, and then we wandered around the airport, not aware of the time.

   We accidentally went to the gate where I supposed to check-in at half an hour earlier, and I was scolded by the officer helping us check-in for being too late. So I said goodbye to my parents quickly and vanished through the long hallway, not realizing that I forgot to give them a hug or anything that could make goodbye a bit less sad.

   The rest of the process was a blur, since I was really tired from getting little sleep on the plane. I couldn't find a perfect sitting position to make myself comfortable while sleeping, thus I was awaken frequently by an aching or numb limb. When I finally made to LA, it was approximately seven at night, and I couldn't keep my eyes open since I was so sleepy.

   LA, Jun 24th, 22:00 p.m.

   After a series of things done, I finally got my boarding pass for the next flight to Boston. Then it was another five hours of unsettling journey, since the air-conditioning was crazy on the American Airlines, and they didn't provide blanket or the alike that could keep you warm. At last I gave up persuading myself to sleep, but took out the sheet of reading material for the first class for The Meaning of Madness instead. I went through like five pages, and the caption began to broadcast that the plane was going to land in twenty minutes. So I fastened my seat belt and waited. The scenery outside was gorgeous, with the sun rising and all the clouds liking as if they were cotton candies.

   I arrived at the Boston Logan International Airport at six thirty in the morning (local time), and then I grabbed a breakfast and took a taxi to harvard hall with a girl who also came from China. I even bumped into a boy who used to study in the same high school as I do now, but he's now a college student in California.

   Boston, Jun 25th, 9:00 a.m.

   Harvard Hall. Here I was. Finally.

   I waited in a line to get my key to my dorm, and while we were waiting in line I chatted with the girl sat next to me, who's also living in Thayer Hall. She's from Canada and she has very sweet personality. Her name is Defnie and we've known each other for quite a long tme via facebook. She reminds me of  Rachel Ross, my best friend in last year's summer camp in Vermont.

   We basically did everything else for the rest of the day together. We moved into our hall, we checked-in at the international office, and we checked in at the Gutman Conference Center. We had lunch together in au bon poun, there we met a boy who was born in Brazil but grew up in Maryland. We three had lunch together and then went to CVS to get some shampoo and other necessities together. They are all very nice and sweet, though  I'm not taking the same course as they are.

   After Defnie picked up her fan in the  HSA center, we walked back to our dorm to get a rest.

   I got back to my room and my roommate wasn't yet there, so I started to unpack my things, and when I was halfway finished unpacking, someone was trying to open the door and couldn't do it. So I ran to the door and, splash——my roomie showed up! Her name is Virginia and she's from Italy. She didn't stay long, for she's going to finish the check-in process, so I continued to unpack my things and try to organize my desk and my room as neat as possible. Then she came back and after we both took a shower, we met at the proctor's room and went to Annenberg for dinner together. There aren't any boys on our set of rooms, and a lot of people haven't checked in yet, so there were only like seven people present at the dinner, but we were having a good time. The food was not bad, but it wasn't really tasty. I only enjoyed the orange juice and the blueberry yogurt there.

   After the dinner I just went back to my room and started to write things down. It's a hard thing to keep up writing like this, since it takes time and time is what I'm not profound in.

   I'll do my best to write down my daily life, and now I'm going to a movie at my "neighbors", and then get a good sleep.

   See you tomorrow.