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喜欢率性随意的生活
即使仍然常常为此纠结
 
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关于kate Moennig
从TLW中认识了如此率真 美丽真实个性的女子
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在她身上闪耀着力量 从容随性
自我的肯定与坚持
 
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并且努力地一直走下去
 
关于James Blunt
音乐的流淌 情感的共鸣
用灵魂歌唱的伟大歌手
 
简单的歌词 纯净的嗓音
任何现代化的音效 无法比拟
 
泪水与笑容
在他的声音里 已然
融合了
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看书:Possession/The Blind Assassin
活动:一些小聚会
憧憬:健康的心态 爱情

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Just watch carefully(2009-02-02 20:26)
and then you can see what you want to see.

I don't think it is self-deceit.

Perhaps a bit, but have any of us ever wondered why our vision is designed to be selective while our hearing is not( if you have both, of course)? Why we are only able to look into one direction and have to roll the eyeballs and turn the heads to permit a change, while we get acoustic information from acutally everywhere within range.

Hustle. Clapping!(2009-01-10 23:37)
Hustle's back~ late last night I got the news that the new season premiere was on---just too late and perhaps too wired to watch it---leaving it to today's day time---fantastically statisfied!

Mickey's back~ though that cute, frightfully bright Danny and the charming, sexy Stacey were gone, I was glad to see the new faces, and the new crew settled.

Hustle is what? It plays a role more than merely a great show to me. It is a spirit-lifter, a hope for the surprise of life around corner, a strength to play games against formalities, and in the event, a test of the power of my imagination~
站在你背后(2009-01-03 11:03)
1月2日

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作词 阿庄                                               作词 徐世珍
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What breaks will mend...(2008-12-19 23:11)
What mends will break. I hate to say it, but at least everyone tries to sustain in good conditions, however hard.

Speaking of good condition, it is a bit of sarcasm. Things are not going on so well in my family. Dad is still suffering in nephritis. It is acute and should see betterment within days, if the diagnosis is correct, which I doubt. But who am I to hold such suspect---judging from the symptons, they all fit. Then why the fever runs in fits and starts? I keep comforting my mum that it takes time to cure, given everything that could be done has been done. It all comes so quick and sharp. I am worried, but again, what else can I do except working my best to be calm and rational and supportive. My mum, as usual, can not swallow her agitation, pouring it out on me, almost like making daily r
I am making conscious efforts in changing the way I act, and to be precise, behave, in front of my parents.

I may have done the wrong thing---sleeping, or faking to sleep in my bed till lunch time yesterday---which raised my Mum's suspicion that something unusual had happened to me. Was I prepared to finally tell her the truth that dressing up and going out to work every day was a pretense, a subterfuge I made for the sake of her---or that of me? I don't know for sure, but let the natural take its course. I see, now, that some part of me was prepared, for certainly I had to do so someday. Was yesterday a good timing? Turned out it couldn't be a bad one, at least.

blah blah blah(2008-12-06 16:23)
To my dearst 阿庄

It was disappointing, and disheartening, to see all that I had written---except the beginning ' To my dearest 阿庄'---vanish---when I clicked the button for the adjustment of letter size---This has happened several times, still I am ingorant of the exact cause!---pardon me for being so frustrated that I could not bring myself up to redo it last night, until now.

And I recollect what I wrote yesterday started with the funny contrast of you doing your blog in Chinese while I doing English. You can catch me---if you will---sometimes destitute of proper expression_rs with little regard
Happiness(2008-11-21 20:41)

      I was visited by feelings of liberty, of opulence of time, of fear of nowhere to go and stay, of a free and somewhat misted mind, of pressure at the thought of self-support, of abomination---held toward others as well as myself, of creepy spiritual depravation, of huge waves of ruefulness, of imposition of a certain meaning upon everything I do, of shudder with ecstacy and admiration from reading good books, of temporary oblivion when swimming in the paradise of lightening music, of bitterly amused warmth in thinking of him, of the urge to stub out the cigarette---with rigid words that it should be the last one, the LAST last!, of gratification with the company of my parents, of heart-felt appreciation for the good will of my dearest friends, of melting sweetness to have a good meal, of whisking icy wi

New Born(2008-10-28 21:47)
It's very sad, and odd, that everytime I hold the faintest intention of making a radical change, embracing a clean start, or simply carrying out a new daily routine, it never sees any result, not even bad ones.

Truth be told that I am sick of broadcasting any resolution taken shape in my heart, but the worse thing is I have to, or it's definitely dead before coming into being. oh, wait, I am wrong! it can't be 'dead' without a life! I want it out there, alive, so I voluntarily provide it with exposure, taking it for granted that my friends' knowledge of it kicks off its existence. Then it goes closer, at an accelarated pace, to death, for I don
男孩A(2008-10-12 19:33)

一个男孩,童年时的罪恶.
出狱后,拥有一颗真正懂得感恩的心.
笑得很明亮很纯粹,在梦魇的煎熬中挣扎和前行.
畏惧沾惹到一丝的肮脏,执着坚持和珍惜着友谊.
善良的他挽救了他人的性命,爱上了爱情.

不相信朋友的自杀,躲过了火车,
两天流水帐(2008-10-02 18:11)
前天:
冲,冲,冲! 风再大,人再多,我心无旁带,直奔豆捞坊.
偶尔开个小差,喘口气,不经意间竟然看到了牛奶和她老妈.
一前一后.大概和我相距不超过5米.从身边走过.
愣了一下,忍不住回头double-check,没错!
好啊,小蚊子一枚,tmd竟敢忽视我,看在你妈咪的面子上,我才稍微厚道点,msg讨伐~~~~~
亲爱的.....和妈咪逛街呢.....阿拉好有缘啊......代我向你妈咪问好~!

大学里交流最多的一个男的好友.
和他聊天我都很开心的,听故事,精彩得不得了.
心态超级好.一副什么都无所谓的样子.一直安静地努力着.
可很多时候事情就这么发生了,我确实感到很意外.
安慰的话没啥好说的,因为他不曾流露一丝的难过.
只是那个电话出卖了他.
继续漫无目的地侃...
当我说一切都过去了.一切都会好起来.
我希望你能明白, 我说得很认真.