Do what you love, and f*ck the rest

An age-old, million-times-quoted line since Little Miss Sunshine, I know. The thing is, it strikes us for a reason. About dreams and reality and growing pains and compromises and all the bits and pieces related to the never-growing-old thing known as youth. The years of green are doomed to be accompanied by shiploads of heartbreak. And people never ever cease to act bitter and freak out as in the confrontation with life as they constantly claiming to be failed in the face of life. "Sabotaged by the institution" has always been the almighty manifesto in charging the education system with an evil intention to undermine its pursuers. The E topic has hardly been a satisfaction throughout the republican history. And personally I find it equally disappointing the way any one of them do, if not worse. The reason why I managed to live with it lies in the simple principle "egoism in learning".

it hurts but it helps

i would rather be killed tenderly like this than receive those pretencious banal approvals...the latter is sheer insult to my intelligence
and the "hurt but help"thing i'm talking about refers to Mr.Monkey's comment
point-blank revelation to the lack of intellectual insights and self- indulgence to a play-it-safe mentality
after all i'm still not honest with myself
even the research part, falls in "i wouldn't say thoroughly, but exhuastively(?) gathered materials" category..
guess i'm not the speeching type > <

very likely the graduation paper would be on widget, using the web 2.0 pets to back up my observation, if any

read several scripts for last year's CCTV cup speaking contest. general impression: trite and insincere. one or two even ended in the propoganda-like slogan "let's join hands to make the world a more harmonious place blah blah blah" like of trash...way too wooden and lightyears too high school for readers even like me
no oringinality, no wit, no challenge and no edge sensed.
even the lauguage can hardly be called flowery. floweriness has never been my cretiria of judging. yet given the emptiness of the works i would rather see them deliveres in a more view-worthy way~

the end of my cynicism today.

found ELL's OUTLOOK archive a great landfill for thoughts. dont take me wrong. this has just been a pet word lately. =v= wanted to type in the "resevoir"-like word for the "mass restoration" meaning but failed to find it...last semester's intensive reading goes to waste..again

even the "will the world be better off with fewer rare languages" was included...why didnt i find it earlier...

XQ's turning me into a devoted sexologist. lol. be frank. i probably am not the vajayjay type of female being...dont laugh! the word vajayjay has already been justified by one NYT article a couple of months ago. three cheers for GA's playwriter...looking forward to your coming-back.
back to the topic. the previous statement defines me as a potential lesbian who contempts the authority of male phallus...even though this recognition stays largely in my subconscience and remains vague all these years.
i'm rotten to the core(hopefully a hard one)...inch by inch...by the minute....

lost my voice, or rather, the desire to speak, as the shallow ones shouting at each other, their chins thrust at each other
it's fine. perfectly fine. how about you two marrying each other?? \^_^/ i'll be standing by the side of the red carpet shedding my heartfelt tears of happiness~

plz give me neat concept, not tricky jue de mots. am so fed up with ya bullsh*t...
show me things' intellectual pedigree of which i know nought
decorate my neck with pearls of profoundity
let the talk of nihility be my swan song~

see? I can be this sublime just if there's a will. mock mock

Q of the Day:
If Google=unitarianism, Wiki=Anarchy
What is Facebook?

nice entry~aha

黎戈

那一天的早晨天色将白我哭着去补眠迷迷糊糊听了不知多少遍离歌
知道迟早要出问题 迟早要决裂
死到临头 还是不舍
这支烂队伍 我到底留恋些什么呢
除了队长先生 三两个小前锋
剩下的脸都不熟
蓝白的衣服 穿着就是没法骄傲
论坛里的谩骂 我都厌倦了
早就厌倦了
一天两天的抵抗 如果还叫做应激
长年累月的沉默和内心撕扯的暴虐
又怎么是一句苍凉可以形容呢

08之后 这曾经鲜艳的 千疮百孔遍体鳞伤都能依旧骄傲着的荷兰
终究不能再说是自己的主队了
六年的心理暗示
我几乎就要相信这种感情可以称作热爱

队长退役
以后在重症无力的比赛之后谁去拎你们出来臭着脸向球迷致谢
既然选择了恍惚面对自己
又有什么理由要求别人的拥戴

教练卸任
连不喜欢你的人都得承认你是数据男 呵
四年任期
一半时间模糊在冷嘲热讽和指责谩骂里
就算是心气高昂如你
也不免受挫吧
深刻的法令纹花白的鬓角
连我都要开始喊你老头子啦
只是我希望 只希望
不要让这灰色的雾水弥漫到你赤子的眼眸里
近来的图片上
你的样子太过疲惫
当然那神情与十年前突临劫难时候的茫然不甘相比 又有些不同
像一声叹息被掐断在半空中
被别人的耳朵简单粗暴地分解
慢慢地
慢慢地
终于不敢辨认那是自己的声音

我不敢说自己是你的迷
因为你最高尚的荣誉和最心碎的回忆
我都不在那里
我说不出你的未来和过去
也没有办法写漂亮的字歌颂你
我敏感又笨拙
所以我沉默

所以我附和着加入了他们的声音 又必然地逃离

可是
可是
我的眼睛不曾离开你

Nederlands
Never Ends

Ned & Me
2000-2008

Will you remember?
You won't remember the flowers in my hands you won't remember my face you won't remember the dress i wore
i will just love you in vain.

比如伤害,比如遗忘,比如放弃,比如命运