I'm having an affair, or am I

In Everyone Says I Love You, Julia Roberts was trapped in an intended affair. He took her to her dream island, where they had snails, lay on the grass watching stars. He seduced her the way she always dreamed of, by gently blowing her bladebone. He seemed like an angel, turning all her fantasy into reality, but of course he didn’t dare to tell her he stole all her information from her psychological counselor. This perfect—except the cheating thing—affair ended because the gorgeous realized that reality is unavoidable,
No matter affairs take place in peach blossom land or in city of glass, fantastic life will finally hit reality and mostly crash down. I start to doubt whether I am having and affair right now with this city and these old friends.
The weather here is more than perfect, warm, wet. Spring has arrived on time, while snow is still covering Beijing. For a whole month, there is no financial crisis, no learning pressures. We held parties, wandering around shopping, having snacks from city to city. It’s too perfect to describe with words like romantic, passionate or marvelous.
But I can’t help wondering what reality should be. Reality means burdens that I can share with no one, future that I have to face courageous. People who walk out of peach blossom land have two choices. Some manage to keep it as wonderful past, while others spend whole life tracing the lost beauty. I, unfortunately belong to the latter. I mix dream and reality, always. Or you can say, I’m seeking a way to combine dreams with reality. I dream that my career is also my biggest interests, and it enables me to live in a city that owns distinctive seasons with all my dear old friends, it is able to fulfill all my weird desires as well. The only problem is, when it meets with reality it may crash down at once. This morning when I got up, a thought occurred to me, the combining dream and reality thought sounds like turning an affair into a real marriage. Well, what I have no idea is up to then, how much fantasy of the affair can remain.
It’s kinda confused—I planed to get every thing clear before next year starts, yet at present, maybe I should tell dreams from reality first.

it all begins

I accidently ran into this blogger site although I have long before heard of it. I intend to use it as an English blogger and I am curious to find out how interest it is to write in another language.
This is the end of 2006 in lunar calendar, a period when I am so desperate to find my direction in future. Now I have a secret wish that I could become an interpreter, just because that is fun, and free as well. Wish this secret garden could offer some help to my little dream.