when we're little, we fall in love with the fairy tales. Snow White and Petter Pan were our best friends. they were the ones who showed us how big the world could be, where imagination could fly, and what a wonderful dream we could have every night. they were the ones how taught us beauty, kindness, friendship, love, and happily ever after. they were also the ones how leaved those colorful little shinny bubbles in our heart and mind, which we called them hope as the rest of our life.

we started to fall in love when we were teenagers, and the love life last till the very end of our days. i bet everyone has a lot to say about love, i do too. but for me right here right now, particularly, i'm thinking of fantasies we have in love. i remember the first love of mine, it went south totally. and my crush had lasted for about 4 or 5 years. as i'm looking back at the story today, i realize that maybe, just maybe the person who i fell for was not a real one but rather my own fantasy reflected on that one person. i thought as i grew up, i would also grow out of the fantasy period in love. but i guess it's like the little bit fairy tale star left in the corner of heart, it never goes away, at the right moment, it just reemerges in style. perhaps it's the dreamy personality thing, a shinny star gazing through the deep dark blue sky reaches to the cresecnet's reflection and shadow.

the real life. i'm not confident enough to say that i know and understand the real life. i just simply hope that i'm living one. the reason it is real is that it has ups and downs, laughs and tears, miracles and tragedies. no one can avoid being hurt in the real life, however, everyone can hold on to the dream. exploring, living, loving, and looking for a partner on the life journey. i'm on my way.

life is a journey, and we're all keep walking till the very end. where did it come from, i couldn't recall; where does it lead, i can't forsee, the only place i'm sure about is where i am now, and the only thing i do is keep walking. once was said, "if you hold on things from the past too much, you would never get to tomorrow." i try to leave my past in the past, but occasionaly, the old friends reemerge, hunting me with their smiles or tears. i stand still there on my path for a minute, then, carry on.

sometimes i turn my head and look around, see the people walking next to me. they always smile, cause they are my friends. i chose the path i took, they did theirs. we meet at the intersection, hug, kiss and tab on the shoulder, we can't carry each others' bags, but we shear each others' weary. on each of our own lonely walk, the comforting is to know our friends are around.

walking, i'm alive; walking, i'm being who i am; walking, i'm taking on my friendships; walking, i'm take no time to stop

一个周末，突然好忙。也算是可喜可贺？哈哈

终于完完整整的把寒假的照片整理了一遍，挺有成就感的。选择一些放在上面，也算是一种总结，给自己一份怀念。

i'm really grateful for all the ppl i have met in that last two months. i hope we can be friends for a very long time.

i'm missing you already.

xoxo

deanna

这个寒假今天是真的结束了，还算完满的结束，呵呵。

刚刚在最后一个冬令营里跟学生开完party，很开心，至少我是这样。一个寒假，不太一样的经历，不太一样的成长，心里酸酸甜甜，感触要自己慢慢回味。

生活，重新让我热情，每天都动感、每天都热情、每天都精彩、每天都丰富、每天都让自己会微笑。

i never really knew that she could dance like this

she makes a man want to speak Spanish

Como se iiama, bonita, mi casa

oh, you know

i'm on tonight and my hips don't lie

and i am starting to feel it's right

all the attraction, the tention

don't you see baby, this is perfection