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Wrote a song in Chinese. Well, I have to admit that the sense of rhythm of English, I mean the language itself, is a little stronger and influential than our mother tongue. To make it even, we have a better and convincing image in our language, don't we?

Feel good about the words, eventually. I am not good at talking, if there is nothing worthwhile, which makes me non-professional. It's the passion and umpulse that inspired me, instead of indirect drive.

Their song that sings something about myself.

Didn't mean to hurt him. So young and afraid. The thing which confuses me is that I could help thinking about the future, our future. And it is so vague and unpredictable, like the one I had many years ago.

Did he really understand what unintended means? I guess not. But he actually came in that way, unconsciously. So adorable. Couldn't live withou him. Just simply can't imagine what life will be like without him.

But he is going to leave some day in the future, when he grows up and knows things better, when he becomes a mature man, a real man knowing what he indeed needs.

Dreaming about the vampire stories... They come across space and time to love someone they had love deeply again. The love is so fascinating, with their beautiful

Yep. I got a call of refusal, like any of those I used to give to the past. Felt a kind of disordered. I suddenly became something on 'Sale' and my parents are so busy looking out for hunters, the wild ones.

I agreed once again to meet those men. Things turn out to be uncontrolled. I take it as my responsibilities for my parents to settle this down. Should I work like that, or, I shall turn my back to those things? TO leave everything behind.

The thing just hurts. I collect so much courage and gather them together as to force myself to present an image like that. And it is denied with no reason given and explained. Then I continue to repair everything and go on to be hurt.

It is also unfair to my little boy. He is so innocent an

Perhaps, he is just not my type. Either am I. So we will go our ways seperately. And we will both be fine.

Feel I am really stupid in getting involved with such a kind of dates. Really stupid.

And , I WILL NEVER DO THAT AGAIN.

Ever.

The students are singing lovely. I like them that way. Watching them repeating the work I have done before is enjoyable. But only those interesting parts. I guess they should have been enjoying my class, as I will put only those things which had excited me at least once. With some schedules in the lectures, we got to know each other from some different perspectives. So would they. For sure.

Met soneone, a sort of rich people... The business he is running would never be my interest, anyway. But being rich is usually considered one of the best adorable things in the world. Maybe I will be affected. But not sure yet.

Will always be busy, I guess. He might need someone staying at home running the house for him, perhaps. Never get involved into his business. If so, I might be the kind. But THE kind will go to plenty of people. The point of me could be the lack of interest in money. Not really interested, although it will do people good setting up a better house and handling people's life in a better way.

The life I would want will be something simple, but warm. We get healed and heated there. And we both contribute to it. Isn't it what home meant for? We work and make it better, while a better home inspires us more. There will be rocks on the way, but would never block us.

I don't know. Aunt says he wi

Just watched the speech given by the great Bill Gates at Harvard. I don't know the year when he did it. I don't want to do the search, either. The point was about the inequity of the world. And he was trying to arouse the public attention out of the indifference. He was very likely to make it, as he was a legendary giant worldwide and Harvard is absolutely the terrific place to announce that.

Well, it dawns on me that it is the previlige that drives Mr. Gates to deliver a speech at that. The previlige of being 'American-tagged'. Truely, he is definitely prior to enjo

I was thinking about if I should put the post tile as 'Would it be a mistake'. The decision took me no more than a second. I guess it is already in my mind, although I am here all by myself, or by only the two of us.

He came from a totally different positions against me. We grew up in different places, and even time would divide us. Nevertheless, we had a joint point. I name it 'conjuction'.

He is a little kid believing in love and efforts, like I used to. Since time never stops for anyone, either for any reasons, I lost my old-time belief in the duration. Yep,

2008年7月1日 星期二

2008年5月21日星期三

It surprised me that I could be writing here at this time and place! But wasn't really happy. Am I happy recently?

I quit the job in CE, as I've always known. The sixth sense in me is something totally out of my control, but it controls me. It determines 'a lot', even at the very beginnig of the 'a lot'. So sometimes I said I knew the end before even setting out to behave. Likewise, I will never keep the goldfish, as they are destined to be dead, like I told Lulu on our way home.

Going home? or going somewhere? It doens't feel comfortable to work here sometimes. I don't know what happens to others. I could only judge myself according to what I feel and think. I am not trying to be irresponsible for my initial impulse. But the biggest thing on my mind is that I just simply HAVE T

Got the message from M. The reports about the earthquake flies. It is always said that the news which is good is usually locked inside, while the bad ones flies. It is now demonstrated with suffient facts.

So I replied: