nice to know that there is still someone visit my place.
yesterday i went to see my grandparents.
after the dinner and talking with R,i caught a cab to go.
had a nice talk with the driver.
and he told me he feels like i'm a girl from his hometown.
because the fluent and standard madarin,
i began to spoke madarin like a person living in the north of china.
that's funny.and i can still pronounce my dialect as well.
changing the accent makes you become a different person.
when got down of the cab,i was trapped downstairs alone.
i didn't know how to open the door all the time.
then something just occured.
a foreigner came and open the door for me.
well,he's really handsome with the curly blonde hair and bright eyes.
his voice is good too.always kept smiling on me.
i was totally fascinated!
as i said "i'm just here waiting someone to open the door for me."he answered "so here we are."
Gosh i cannot tell how romantic it is too much.
but i think i'm really out of control because of this answer.
he lived in floor 9.yep 9 is my favourite number.
i remember he left with saying"have a good night".that's so sweet.
so now can any of you tell me why i gonna be so excited and fascinated with foreigner.
and there is onething more.
the new bookmark named "東京手記" is a friend of my aunts.
i linked her myself by secret.her passage is soft and warm.
it records some pecies of life and seems to be worth tasting.
