onCe upoN a tIme
那片銀色的天空
曾多次留下影子的角落
敵不過
這一把把未開鋒的刀
全撕破了
So here it is.
No hype, no gloss, no pretense.
Just me.
Stripped.
那片銀色的天空
曾多次留下影子的角落
敵不過
這一把把未開鋒的刀
全撕破了
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9/30/2007 08:32:00 pm
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this evening i finally tried to step out my house for jog. That's quite a beautiful day, especially whilst the spacious field and sounds of elders, students, infants, or balls were swaying naturally in the breeze. how could i just stood exclusively and stared at the scene like a booby?
Two-circle jogging tempered my will. Oh~ don't tell me that you believe it. it should happen to jog over three circles. But actually i did believe in that. Lots of things i can, or say i should, do, such as seeing movies, reading fed-news and, the most pressing one, finding my first full-time job.
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9/27/2007 11:14:00 am
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Finally i found the difference.
interests lead every effort.
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9/19/2007 07:19:00 am
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"where am i?"
the spirit couldn't help wondering about the position.
the place had just been suggested looked so bad.
no waterfall, no trick, no imagination.
the sky is such a drooping gray blue valance.
here is the most unwanted place it had ever seen before.
but, how come?
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9/16/2007 11:28:00 am
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Vous ne savez pas.
Je suis exactement comme un chat.
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9/10/2007 11:35:00 am
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一週後
一顆顆小巧的草莓
紛紛變為食夢的巨獸
他們不需要澆水
不需要愛
蟄伏在蝸牛滿佈的原野
他們舉行盛大晚宴
挑選最肥胖的昏庸
轉著烤
一週之後
他們都成了看守死寂的高手
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9/10/2007 11:02:00 am
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Woah, ohh
Welcome to the greatest show
Greatest show on earth
You've never seen before
Here the fairytale unfolds
What's behind the smoke and glass?
Painted faces, everybody wears a mask
Are you selling them your soul?
Well you'll be left out in the cold
Is it all blue skies
Fun and games untill you fall
Then you're left without anyone at all
You're riding on a shooting star
With a smile upon your face
But soon the shine fades
And you're left out all alone
Wondering where did they all go?
Oooh
Been jaded, hated,
Who'll be around when the limelight's faded?
Been shut down, pushed out
Made to smile when I wanted to frown
Always taking a bow
Always working the crowd
Always breaking new ground
Always playing the clown
Who'll be sticking it out?
Who'll be staying around
When the lights go down?
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9/08/2007 03:52:00 pm
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於是離開了很久
慢慢的收回
又逐漸綻放
在掙扎的來回中
終於看到那些稍縱即逝的痕跡
他們就在這些沙印裡
輕盼我
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9/04/2007 06:46:00 pm
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有時候很能體會Paul說的
"有點囉唆,跑步就跑步,幹麻還要管人家!"
其實我能理解對方說不定只是找個隨意親切的對話
但是給人的感覺卻不盡然是親切
不知怎地
我有那種魔力嗎?
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9/03/2007 05:17:00 pm
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Often, I felt there is no way home.
This morning i walked along the avenue from the back door of the college to the physics building, so-called my second place.
The rainy day mixed with the scent of the moist soil and grass and the scoured blacktop smells brisk.
However, I had been starting to get a sudden headache and to ponder.
Sometimes I felt unrelieved even though everything seemed to have an turning point, such as the commencement or whatever.
But, be honest, I am not ready.
Although i did have quite a few expectations and dreams, i just cannot move on.
I now have faintest idea about what i shall base upon and dream of.
Just as my daughter in the Princess Maker, I am used to look before i leap.
That's the significant motivity of my travel.
I hope that i won't hear those discouraged voice about my trip or my preparation.
It doesn't mean that i cannot accept any suggestion.
Just give me a break this time.
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8/07/2007 05:56:00 am
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Congratulation!!!
i am graduated.
however, there are still lots of things to do.
i am pushing myself to range the following time.
i plan a trip to Europe with Zoe.
i try to find my first job.
i think i just need time to slow down for thinking and speed up for action.
So many sentences begin by "i".
actually, i still have no idea about my life.
it comes so soon that i am not ready for it.
can couples of coffee do me a favor?
let me think for a while.
i've made the decision for going abroad.
the most important thing is about the job.
should i hurry up?
when it settles down, i can range others things list in my head.
okay, be honest, i expect indeed and, maybe, take it too serious.
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7/29/2007 08:25:00 am
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i am trying to patch the live when i was busy on my thesis.
On July 3rd, i went for one of my dream, being in the concert of Christina Aguilera.
I love her. Therefore, i embraced the chance when her tour cames to Asia, Hong Kong.
That was a really wonderful time and experience.
For being her true-hearted fan, I had made the wish that there were lots of attendees, because Xtina, Baby Jane in this album, must be delighted to see herself attraction.
Indeed, there were many people, including foreigners.
I hadn't seen so many foreigners before that night.
It was a pity that i didn't bring the camera because of the warnings on the ticket. Therefore, i couldn't take any picture in places, such as the entry, my seat, the stand, the stage. The lucky came across me. I got the email address of a boy, who looked like a huge fan too sitting by me, for sharing pictures after the concert.

I laughed, I cried, I made noises, I waved,...
It's just so my first time to see her.
Did she see me? I saw she wave back and smile.
It doesn't matter whom she saw. It's just about myself.
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7/22/2007 10:31:00 pm
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清末 龔自珍《別黃蓉石比部玉階》
不是逢人苦譽君
亦狂亦俠亦溫文
照人膽似秦時月
送我情如嶺上雲
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7/18/2007 04:26:00 pm
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Miss or miss?
I miss the cream-colored linen shirt, which stand for something I didn't complain.
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7/16/2007 11:27:00 am
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我開始花越來越少的時間在想
用來折騰自己的時間似乎變少了
一開始覺得這好
因為似乎是代表自己學會了如何維持愉快的心情
這陣子
我突然閃過了一個危險的念頭
這代表我開始逃避面對自己的情緒了嗎?
從小就擅於面對面的和自己的各種心情交談
這一年
我稍微改變了自己的觀念
就改變了這麼多
讓我在花個幾天來好好思考一下
下一步該怎麼走
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7/16/2007 11:15:00 am
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