新鲜感已经逐渐消失，应该说，在旧公司工作根本就不会再有新鲜感。但既然有了心血来潮写了个工作（一），那么应该负责地加上续篇。

      我觉得我的工作没有像（一）里面企图表达的这么累人，这是我第一点想表达的。

      嗯，没了。

      因为我没再上班。

YES, IT IS THE FIRST TIME I WENT TO A BIG PARTY, PLEASE ALLOW ME TO WRITE DOWN HOW I FELT, IN THE NEXT MORNING ON BED.

A guy from beijing had said he would come here and go with me, but he couldn't make it. Feeling bad, I certainly didn't want to be alone to the party, but then changed my mind, decided to enjoy the party alone. The very next moment I got a phone call, John(I made up a name for him) told me he want to come, and he would bring friends, whatever.

The door boy(who turned out to be Lukas! - updated in Apr. 6th)  told everyone the party wasn't ready yet, so we were waiting outside and trembling in the freezing wind for 40 minutes. The place was nice at the first sight, but smaller than I thought. We'd got no table, and the empty floor was surrounded by only-standing people. So I bought a beer and wished after I drank this I could be able to join the people who's dancing there. Meanwhile I met Jim and his partner Andre, actually I shouted "Andre!" before Jim introduced, guess he's slightly shocked.

I was the second group to jump onto the dance floor, and the second group contained one man. As I expected John and his friends didn't dance. Please don't make youself think I dance well. Dance and dance, after one more beer without any seats, I left. It was 1:30 AM.

Ok here's the point:

It's the best party I've been so far, but the record will be broken very soon. A lot of people were ONLY shooting the dancing models which I certainly don't understand why they like decorations(no offensive)  instead of real people. I was looking forward to talk to Andre, under the loud music I gave up my mind. yes I wanted to know what he's got for Jim.  During my sleeping I had many weird dreams, like one Andre could speak contonese with me and my wallet was stolen.

The next morning woke up I felt really, really empty.

      我每天的工作，就是将一万八千个瓶子，每次十个的放进一个盒子里。这么一来有一千八百个盒子，我还得平均放进一百五十个纸皮箱里。同一批药，有的时候会很正常地多了一箱，但这个不在最低的工作范围里，为求客观，暂时忽略不计。然后应该是到了4、5点左右，清理场地，喝口水，下班回家。这就是我每天最基本的工作，不间断的机器声、飞舞在空气间的纸皮屑和锋利如刀的新纸皮无法准确形容，所以还是忽略不计。

      很多人都诧异原来我的实习是这样一个状况，说我怎么英语这么好，脑袋也挺灵活，还要做这个。说起来，有很多原因：第一，我妈不想我一直就这么呆在家直到出国；第二，我不想我妈觉得我出国了吃不了苦；第三，说起我的工作，比我的一部分同学要轻松多了——他们一个星期上七天班中午不能休息宿舍没有热水；第四，我没钱了，可是我还有很多地方要去。

      第五，是后来想到的，就是在我如火如荼地工作的时候会想，有时候想快过我旁边的同时，有时候想自己在这里工作对未来有什么帮助，更多时候我在想自己离开中国前还想干点什么；我越想，就发现越多。

      以后待续。

I don't blog recently because I didn't really have something to write down. However, this morning had something somewhat strange happened in my dream, which made me turn on my pc immediately in case I forgot in the next minute.

and the dream went like --

A lovely(indeed) black bear showed up around my bed, he could talk. I didn't remember what he's saying, I was petting it - crouching on the floor, certainly, he's got very soft grey-black fur. He said he wanted to draw, and I suddenly saw his painting on my desk. A bear could draw like this?! Perhaps it would sell in a good price then! So I found colour pens for him, he's not doing it. Then I found colour pencils(I do have both in my real life.), but he's still looking at them, without an impulse to start it. I took a green or blue pencil for trying to show him, at that moment my real-life-cousin came in, I was still on the bed, the little bear was disapeared.

Slightly feeling sad, I didn't want my day without the bear, before long I fell in sleep again. 40 minutes later, I woke up by a call named "Dont pick"(means my teacher's office). 10 seconds later I picked up the phone, he asked was I sleeping,

no.

Then he asked have I found a job yet,

no.

He found one for me, which was the same I went a year ago. ￥600 a month. Salary wasn't the first I concerned, if somebody knew me well...And the job will start tomorrow.

Finally I got up.

My school life came to an end on last Friday. My school life in China has come to an end already. Can't imagine I stayed at that junk for almost 5 years. But I certainly have learned something along those days. Compare to university, I do think I've got left behind.

And most terrified fact is that I have to stay at home doing nothing. I have to admit internet is highly impactive to me, however the Shenzhen library is too far from here, besides that I have no place in mind. I have one last test on Saturday - not a problem - even I haven't practised anything for a whole semester. Actually I did decide to do some practice right before the lab closed, but soon I gave up the plan, want to see if I make the test system become a joke.

On the other hand, I'm speeding up the plan of applying school in Australia. Jim disagreed the idea of studying social work, he didn't immidiately disagee when I mentioned prostitute, by the way. and mother is worrying my ability of interpreter, but seems she's also struggling her subjective idea. To me they both sound interesting, I had a thought to be a helpful man in charity...

And I found the gay community here is disappointing, not even counted as a community, but probably more legal than prostitution and drug-dealing. It's sad to realise now, everybody is like buring in the desert hence every drop(here I mean a touch, a sense, an act of intimacy) counts. Nowdays it's more important to have someone instead of knowing someone.

      昨天结束了学校所有的课程前晚很匆忙的组织了一个派对还好很多同学都热心帮忙我们成功的留下了一次集体合照而我想很多人还是不能相信这个事实就是我们一起五年了五年了五年了。

      五年里我们除了杀人强奸自杀自残之外其他什么都干过至于还有什么小细节我觉得已经没有必要留下来一一描述因为我不喜欢这个学校我甚至很讨厌这间学校虽然这些不是一个有理智的人说出的话但是只有有理智的才不会甘心被这学校提供的假象所迷惑除了以上痛苦的郁闷的挣扎我还是很爱学校里的一些人例如有彭莺老师阿智阿建阿燕阿蝇阿红阿妙阿鹏阿欢阿牛等等等等除此之外我还想特别记得远文老师因为没有他的孜孜不倦废话我绝对不会推敲得出原来不是每个人都能当老师而为什么他还能继续当估计是因为让他当老师本身就不配做老师。

      听起来我好像有很多怨言没错我之前已经说了这是一种解脱尽管中国文化里一直提倡要尊重学校尊重老师这点我也挣扎了很久但是如果那地方明明就不值得留恋没有我还要遵守一些毫无道理的规矩。说到这里你别以为我是个愤青就算是个愤青又怎么了被这学校教养到像个兔子一样的那些人还有什么出息跳出井吧蛙子最重要的还是检讨自己五年里学了什么我想我五年里明白什么了一切跟愚蠢封闭自我安慰和与其相关的罪恶的词我也最终肯定了我的境遇我的未来不会比这五年里的更差我的宣读完毕谢谢大家。