(Sigh)Just bought a train ticket after a long time's waiting in line. It seems that I have to spend sanshir(Chinese NY's Eve)on the train, fine, as long as I can go home. Life has been extremely boring since Brendan left. It feels very strange to stay at the apartment by myself, with everything reminding me of him, of the good times when he was here. And I realized that I have very few friends here, while in Harbin I have good friends there though not many, I have my mate there whom I miss a lot. I'm going home! I'm going to see all the people I miss. And I miss Blue's, I miss the good food, I miss the snow. . .It surprised me that I don't quite miss my family. The thought of going home in a few days really made my day.
 

I found that Chinese NY is getting less and less important and exciting to me. When I was young, I used to count the days for NY, then there would be a lot of good food and a lot of fun to do the fireworks and firecrackers during the 15 days. Children are really easy to satisfy.
For the first time I won't be able to spend NY's Eve with my family, which feels kinda weird. Anyway, I'm going home!
“Why use my elbow and foot?”
 

“Well, gosh,” was the reply, “You're not coming empty-hangded, are you?”