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17/09/2006 meal plan带着新奇,带着疑虑,开始了这个星期的meal plan,别的学校都是自愿的,好像只有普林是强制性的。
早饭免费,就是些面包蛋糕之类的,我觉得蛋糕还行,但是比较甜,面包嘛,第一次吃的时候,我不知道要放炉子里烤,结果傻乎乎的死咽,硬硬的,愣是被我和着牛奶吃完了,结果被他们笑死了。早饭有牛奶,这是我比较喜欢的,只是这里的人从来不吃蛋,我觉得很奇怪,但是每天都有冰淇淋,不管早上还是晚上,更奇怪了。
中饭要自己解决,这是每天对于吃唯一要考虑的东西。我比较幸福,系里每个星期有四天的faculty meeting,其中两天是中午,午饭免费,两天是下午茶,所以我两天的午餐就解决了,这是被n多人羡慕的。^_^
晚饭有很多东西,但是美国人吃的都很奇怪。蔬菜吃生的,可能是为了保持营养,难得煮了一下也什么都不放,也没油也没盐更没味精,啥都没有,真难吃,上次我吃了个生的西兰花和生菜,感觉极其别扭,就再也不吃了。其他的菜也是些稀奇古怪的东西,根本想都想不到,有些我都不知道是啥。他们总是把很多东西放在一起,再加一些酱煮煮就好了。那天看到了香喷喷的鸡腿,很开心,但吃起来味道还是怪怪的,也不知道是怎么做的,反正我觉得这里的肉最好吃的就是香肠了,牛肉做的,味道和中国的很像。汤比较诡异,我从来没有想过把炼乳和蘑菇丁一起煮,做成一大碗汤,粘粘的,不过我还挺喜欢的,嘿嘿。还有就是这里有各种各样的果酱和奶油,都不知道是什么味的,反正我木目前还没有尝试过。唉,吃的东西真是说都说不完,和家里完全不一样,最头疼的是,每天晚上的饭都是自助的,这可苦了我这典型金牛座了。吃一点点吧觉得对不起我那13刀,对不起那五花八门的东西;吃很多吧,又觉得对不起自己的身体。真痛苦!我这几天晚上都吃了很多,基本上把所有新鲜的东西都尝了个遍。唉,遭到报应了,效果明显。今天被他们笑了半天,说我胖了一圈,是几个人里最胖的,555,伤心啊,被打击了,想起在254的时候,临走的时候姐妹们给我的忠告了。
发誓,我以后一定不能这样,要有所节制! 14/09/2006 遇见John Nash 昨天晚上,在学校组织的Art Museum Reception上,我居然遇见John Nash了。看过《美丽心灵》后,他就成了一个神话般的人物了。来普林之前,一直期待着能见到他,不知为什么。常常想,或许会在路上与他擦肩而过,但就我这眼神,就算近在身边,估计也很难认出来,对他的印象仅仅是相片而已。但是,奇迹般的,昨天,当发现一个白发苍苍的老人站在我身后时,我莫名的感觉他就是期待以久的John Nash,或许只是我心里的暗示希望他是而已吧。但当我看清楚他衣服上的名字卡片时,我激动得几乎傻了。于是,幸运的,我终于见到了他,还幸运的和他合影了。他是一个看起来比较严肃的老人,几乎不笑,而且给人的感觉很沧桑,相比起来,他的妻子就亲切多了。很开心,而且这种开心一直持续了很久,也许这是难得的能和他合影的机会吧。前几天,在路上与崔奇擦身而过,可是当我反应过来时,都过去好远了。他们很不平凡却在普林的校园里平凡的生活着,估计Nash对于我们这群看见他激动万分的学生觉得很不可思议吧。普林真是一个很神奇的地方。
今天下午,参加完SPEAK考试了,就是TSE的孪生兄弟,唉,普林不愧是ETS的根据地,原以为万幸躲过了TSE考试,没想到,到学校后还是逃不过这一关。更没想到,TSE这么难!我没有一道题是说完了的,时间太短,感觉怎么30秒就过去了呢?我还没说啥呢,就过去了,再加上紧张,都不知道自己在说什么,结果肯定惨不忍睹。不管它,反正已经做好心理准备上一年的英语课了,就我这口语水平,也该上上英语课的,逼我每个星期必须张口说英语,而且英语老师上课都很有意思。想想有host family,有tutor,嘿嘿,其实还是蛮幸福的。
明天就要开始上课了,不知道我会不会听的云里雾里的,我想很大可能会这样,不管怎么样,加油加油!^_^
09/09/2006 My life at PUI am too lazy to renew my blog. Now, the summer vacation quickly passed by and eventually I arrived at Princeton University. My roommate has gone back home, leaving me alone in the dormitory. Everybody is having a joy in the party downstairs, but I find I still can't immerse myself to the whole. Listening to the music of westlife, I miss everything in China very much!
I arrived at Princeton University at the midnight of Sep 3. It is all right in the flight, but this trip is terrible for me. I had been in the plane for more than fifteen hours, nothing to do, nowhere to go, and what’s more, the food in the plane was awful. After I arrived, I had to adjust to the time difference between China and USA. In Princeton, the time is 12 hours later than China, so while I’m in the evening now, my friends must be in the morning.
Everything is new for me here. The campus of Princeton University is very beautiful. The Gothic houses are made of stones and have a history of hundreds of years. I can see trees and grasses everywhere. And what’s more interesting, there are a lot of squirrels here. On the other hand, the people here are also very nice. My roommate is an American girl major in Chemistry. She is also very kind to me, so I appreciate this very much and feel comfortable. There are always smiles in people’s faces, and they are always kind enough to help me. They are so polite that sometimes make me a little nervous, and don’t know what to do.
Though it seems everything is fine, I don’t like here very much. I miss my parents, miss my friends, miss 254 dormitory, miss USTC, miss China, miss Chinese food, and almost everything in China. I feel very depressed and lonely here. I am surrounded by English everywhere, but usually I can’t catch the meaning of what others’ said, unless he/she says a little slow or clearly. In most cases, I listen to a person, and feel shamed that I don’t know what one is talking about. So I choose silent in some cases, for I don’t know how to express myself in English. They said that I am more outgoing when I speak Chinese. I have orientations these days. I met a lot of students from countries all over the world, they talk with each other, but I find that I have nothing to talk with strangers. I hate the food here, such as cheese, hamburger, salad, butter, coca cola, I miss the food in home and especially the food cooked by my dear mother. I don’t know how to express my mind exactly. But it seems that everything has gone, and what I have is only the memory. |
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