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November 04 compulsionJust watched a program about compulsion. Many of us seem to have the same sympatoms but not as much. Don't know why everyone would like to match those sympatoms with himself. Is it kinda cool once you "have" any mental problem? I don't think that's something you should be proud of. It's quiet normal that all people would have some sympatoms of mental disaese under certain particular circumstances. We should learn how to treat or accept these as somthing usual without thinking further.
Iver, I really don't want to say that but I have to. Could you please stop bullshiting on your space. That makes you look like an idiot who are just blindly imitating others and that ain't help ya if you trully have some kinda problems. So please don't do that. August 15 HueyHuey is not just another bunny but also a new starting line. Thank you for putting him there Pika. I know you did. August 13 Until we meet againSad but true. I hope I'm in the dream but not.
You know it's so hard to me to touch your cold body. You can't stare at me with your blue and tender eyes no more.
Something's tearing my heart. Vivid death without any symptom. Hope you go well.
I wouldn't fear if it came to me, because I got you in my spirit deeply forever. And I truly feel we are going to the place together.
Yes, we are.
We can't manipulate lives and we can't stop death. And we are all gonna stop breathing and close our eyes. From now I start to count down when we're gonna meet again. You are right there and asking. When we're gonna meet again. Sunny out there and raining in my heart. The storm coming down while we are all having fun. Someone told me that's what life ought to be. I can half agree but no faith to retort. We are both in the room but neither would tell. Until we meet again, well, until we meet again. There will be more, but at least I've known how. Just keep saying, until we meet again. June 18 说些什么呢不停的对自己说，君子之交淡如水，君子之交淡如水～～无奈，吾非君子。 清晨睡眼蒙胧站在车站，面面相觑。思绪中仿佛在哪里发生过这一幕，却又想不起来。
晨风也带着几丝暑意，但是味道却变了。
茶无色亦香。 June 04 ：O生命长如尘埃，短如尘埃。每粒尘都比我命长，但是都被我一抚既逝。虽然我知道它一定去了某个地方，但是我却永远找不到，也不可能把它恢复到刚才的位置。生命中的所有都是转瞬既逝，没有征兆。如果你错过了，也就不必费心去想。毕竟，它们是永恒的，而且比比皆是。
当然，谁最终都会比比皆是。呵呵，抱歉，太直接了。 June 01 ......我不喜欢写日志，写了没有什么用。将来看着还难受。偶尔写上一两句，算是给系统做一个恢复点。系统也不能完全恢复到那个点，时间更是这样。只是用来以后默默体会当时的心情。我既怀念从前，也怀念未来。对，都用怀念。这样过的比较有味道。
幻想主义者往往有时比现实主义者快乐的时间长。前者痛苦在梦碎的刹那。而后者往往一辈子都活在逐梦的奔波中。 May 07 ;<今天买了好多书，有讲合成器的，有讲吉他的，还有讲放大器的。觉得还是很有用的。看着看着就困了~~~~哈哈哈。买了好几本车尔尼，突然觉得自己越活越抽抽了。小时候练琴的时候什么都不懂，现在懂了，手基本上也废，琴谱也烂了。
收了春秋的cd，觉得虽然编曲不是很庞大，但是感觉非常好。杨猛的嗓子还是不错的，就是总觉得副歌部分写得挺逗的。很期待他们的现场。听了春秋又看了谭盾的访谈，更明白了民族的才是世界的！！但是民族真的不等于复古。听听大街上放的音乐，我眼泪哗哗的。哎，审美不能强求，就像有人非要和芙蓉姐姐结婚似的。
Reason4比想象中强大，不过请猴猴下次发我Gmail里，hotmail基本废了。
好期待我和CC同学在我的新tele上动一个大手术~~周末吧。 再次祝贺猴猴同学拥有他的第一把Fender~~~
May 01 ：《前景很美好，道路很曲折～～～呵呵。为什么总是这样呢～～～～无聊的时候给自己找点事做。失眠的时候放下点事情。 心态就是这样。希望每一天都有惊喜。哇，我还活着耶～～～
如果我说Chopin和Arch Enemy没有任何区别，会不会有人打我？ 呵呵，脑血管堵了，神经系上了，不好意思。 不过我说的是实话。
April 05 瞎BB掐指算来也有2年没有在北京过春天了，这次歪打正着，给了我一个机会。一种久违了的暖意搀杂着生涩的沙土味道，一种细微的窒息感，非常美妙。1年了，都没有正儿八经坐在这写东西了，更是告别了MSN, Skype, QQ这些所谓的现代人必不可少的交流工具，没有任何的寂寞感，难道我抑郁了？在不超过6人的朋友圈子里，我很坦然，也很舒服。
Mac 压跟儿就收不到offline信息，忠实地把跟我说上支言片语就能让我抓狂却总是不舍不弃在线上教育我的人踢到九霄云外（说实在的孙子，爷真的很不待见你），不在需要编造各种理由去边缘化那些不要脸、现世的玩意儿（往往，他门的毅力以及傻尖的小心理还真的挺让我佩服的）。
08年的春天真是个多事之春。我们想坐上在风平浪静中行驶的船。可是有人说了：“像我们这样的就算有了票也上不了船，得托运！严重超标！” 是啊，就算当成了行李我也不配！您多伟大啊，弄半天把我们这帮人都当成培智班的了～～～那还了得，我们要都傻了，您这个船也就凑合了。
什么？糊涂了？ 看不懂算了，我乏了～～～
December 17 epiphany~~~ I found I don't hate you anymore. Believe me, something was going wrong in that spring. November 21 DoneEverything is done now. Cool~~~ Nothing's changed, Pikka still keeps peeing on my new carpet, my fight fish eats those little ones in his tank. I even have nothing to do with such little things like these. SO~~~~How could I face my failure? Paradox~~~~ Mother fucka~~~ November 01 MoveSeems everybody is moving today. Good luck.
I'd say goodbye to the female who's still living in my old apt also good luck to the next resident~~~
Hope Jason doing well in his new place:) September 25 Something's wrongSomething is wrong in my world, don't know why.These days I always felt my fear as if I could see something I'd never seen before. It's been a while since my last updating. Had a feeling of refusing comunication. Only I knew what's inside of me. I tried to be nice to anyone but not myself. Funny but lovely story. Dream or reality, nobody can tell. Ain't wanna talk about anything else besides music... Maybe I'm on the right way or not. Relistened to Mitallica's stuff with my tears, what the fuck I was doing. Things ued to be my favourite, now are the scars of my past.I believe there'll be a day I can forget my past, anyone used to be around me, anyone who gave me these scars. Hardly believe I'm who I am right now. Odor of past surrounding me keeps reminding me where I walked by, who I met, who I loved, who I hurt, what I did... Endless enduring. |
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