tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58925170174519519702012-01-21T01:27:00.527-08:00Welcome to my shoes box.=)Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.comBlogger701100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-30321934806110581832012-01-18T04:03:00.000-08:002012-01-18T04:21:37.530-08:00不只你，<div>大家都一样，</div><div><br /></div><div>这世界怎么了？</div><div>原本是个大圆圈，</div><div>却变成一小个一小个的方块。</div><div><br /></div><div>就算叠在一起，</div><div>一推就散了。</div><div><br /></div><div>还有谁愿意当那糨糊，</div><div>把大家黏在一起？</div><div><br /></div><div>但这个傻瓜，</div><div>又禁得起几次的冷水？</div><div><br /></div><div>毕竟糨糊遇水过多，</div><div>人情总会变得越来越稀薄。</div><div><br /></div><div>________________________________________________________________</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, these few weeks were a bit tough for me. Having lotsa stuff going on at the same time. Actually I'm quite stressed with school work since the school reopened. I just hope things will get better soon.</div><div><br /></div><div>Btw, after viewing some other people's blog, I'm glad that I'm one of the few who is going through a hard time. The rest just happy-go-lucky.</div><div><br /></div><div>Thanks a lot, at least now I know the world is not dying.. YET. =)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-3032193480611058183?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-11434806139066170572012-01-16T05:05:00.000-08:002012-01-16T05:09:07.721-08:00就算我是傻瓜好了,<div>就算你比较聪明，</div><div>我还是觉得，</div><div>你才是真正的傻瓜。<br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-1143480613906617057?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-36772864908078994272012-01-10T00:39:00.000-08:002012-01-10T00:40:19.446-08:00这样我真的很难做人。=(<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-3677286490807899427?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-36851108415427490622011-12-29T01:25:00.000-08:002011-12-29T01:30:55.573-08:00有时候会羡慕，<div>别人有的而我没有的。</div><div>转过头来却又觉得，</div><div>干吗只会羡慕人家，</div><div>就算不算最好的，</div><div>自己不也过得好好的。</div><div><br /></div><div>人生的一半都还没走过，</div><div>或许后半部才是精华呢。。</div><div><br /></div><div>___________________________________</div><div><br /></div><div>我在乎你，</div><div>所以觉得麻烦的事，</div><div>我也硬着头皮去做（虽然大部分的事我都觉得麻烦），</div><div>但你开心就好。 =）</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-3685110841542749062?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-39743760949400860232011-12-26T07:47:00.000-08:002011-12-26T07:49:48.986-08:00Back to home.<br /><br /><div>Holiday is ending soon.</div><div>Can't help but kept thinking:</div><div>"Crap.. I haven't finish my homework. =("</div><div><br /></div><div>I gained some weight over the holiday.</div><div>Lost contact with my friends over a month.</div><div>Did nothing useful actually.</div><div><br /></div><div>But I enjoyed it. =)</div><div><br /></div><div>Now is the time to move forward,</div><div>and get my homework done!!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-3974376094940086023?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-29539577874658711742011-12-02T00:26:00.000-08:002011-12-02T00:30:34.833-08:00来了这里几天，<div>又开始想家了。</div><div>每年都一样，唉。</div><div><br /></div><div>看是自由却有些限制，</div><div>我怀念一个人在家的自由，</div><div>虽然被亲戚包围着也有它的温馨之处。</div><div>但我还是习惯了一个人。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-2953957787465871174?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-38692467705107287632011-11-20T04:44:00.001-08:002011-11-20T04:45:53.873-08:00我真的不知道我要什么叻，<div>所以你一直问我也没有答案。</div><div><br /></div><div>顺其自然好不好？</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-3869246770510728763?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-64080918843445066572011-11-17T06:43:00.000-08:002011-11-17T06:45:49.889-08:00What's with all those mature looks?<div>I feel so out of the place.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ah,</div><div>I have lost the meaning of "being an eighteen".</div><div>I wish I can stay young as long as I can.</div><div>I wish they don't grow up that fast,</div><div>because I don't feel so.</div><div><br /></div><div>Hmm,</div><div>but that just a wish.</div><div>I'll be the outcast.</div><div>Hahahaha.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-6408091884344506657?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-38488321056791893422011-11-15T04:21:00.000-08:002011-11-15T04:29:36.051-08:00音乐是裹着糖纸的毒药，<div>一点一滴地剥夺我的理性。</div><div><br /></div><div>我一直催眠自己那样活着，</div><div>但这沉寂的生活，</div><div>像条死鱼。</div><div><br /></div><div>有些人会觉得我很可笑，</div><div>什么都不少不开心些什么，</div><div>但我就是不满足。</div><div><br /></div><div>我还年轻，</div><div>我干吗满足？</div><div>我什么都没有做过，</div><div>我有什么好满足？</div><div><br /></div><div>我就是不满足，</div><div>因为我还不甘愿，</div><div>甘愿平凡。</div><div><br /></div><div>即使是那平凡中的一点不平凡，</div><div>也值得我去争取，</div><div>因为我还年轻。</div><div><br /></div><div>我不想再像一个老人前瞻后顾些什么了。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-3848832105679189342?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-70239385191536813342011-11-07T05:57:00.000-08:002011-11-07T05:59:03.588-08:00No good.<div>Everyone's going crazy.</div><div><br /></div><div>What's with these women..</div><div>Cheh.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-7023938519153681334?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-58313046146155287032011-11-01T06:36:00.000-07:002011-11-01T06:43:22.830-07:00尽管我再怎么喜欢弹琴，<div>也是有想砸钢琴的时候。</div><div>就像一个画家想把他的画作烧掉，</div><div>一名车手想把车子撞烂，</div><div>一位厨师想把食物丢掉。</div><div><br /></div><div>我们都有想不顾一切的时候，</div><div>然在再出发。</div><div><br /></div><div>我真想酷一点，</div><div>把琴给砸了。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-5831304614615528703?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-50728061048422627172011-10-30T01:16:00.000-07:002011-10-30T01:17:58.174-07:00Is it just me？<div>I feel that my world grow a bit bigger today.</div><div><br /></div><div>Uh, I really look forward to holiday. =)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-5072806104842262717?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-75367432738127191042011-10-28T22:55:00.000-07:002011-10-28T22:59:21.367-07:00突然来的一段话，<div>激起我们青春的回忆，</div><div>有些片段很值得去珍惜，</div><div>也很谢谢你的真心，</div><div>我觉得我又快乐起来了。</div><div><br /></div><div>朋友，真是太好了。</div><div>希望你也一直快乐。</div><div><br /></div><div>明年的二月，</div><div>我给你的约定，</div><div>又是另一篇青春的诗。</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-7536743273812719104?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-20270592014244576632011-10-20T20:38:00.001-07:002011-10-20T20:59:52.887-07:00The thing different between me and them,<div>is that,</div><div>we're different.</div><div><br /></div><div>I live my life in my own way,</div><div>so far,</div><div>so good.</div><div><br /></div><div>Even though sometimes I doubt about it,</div><div>I don't have as many friends as others do,</div><div>I don't tell others as much as they would,</div><div>I don't smile as much as they think I should,</div><div>I still have times where I feel good about myself.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm not what people think I am,</div><div>I have a good heart,</div><div>but I'm not that kind.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm a shield,</div><div>but I'm also a sword.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm a double face,</div><div>triple or even more,</div><div>but that's how everyone does.</div><div><br /></div><div>And that's one thing I've no difference with them.</div><div><br /></div><div>=)</div><div><br /></div><div>It's just my way of living,</div><div>nothing more,</div><div>nothing less.</div><div><br /></div><div>———————————————————————————————</div><div><br /></div><div>最近有写了几首歌，</div><div>旋律不太满意，</div><div>歌词再精辟些会更好。</div><div><br /></div><div>一直都在慢慢学习，</div><div>有人说创作是不能教的。</div><div><br /></div><div>不能教，</div><div>还是希望有人能指导，</div><div>靠自己有时候还是会有点累。</div><div><br /></div><div><b>好像看到了出路，</b></div><div><b>阳光的尽头却又是另一个隧道。</b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-2027059201424457663?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-33773767957662321032011-10-12T06:12:00.000-07:002011-10-12T06:26:07.720-07:00每个人心里有一座山。<div><br /></div><div>在爬山途中往后看，</div><div>会因为惧高而产生退却的念头。</div><div>有些人硬下心来，往上爬；</div><div>有些人则选择下山。</div><div><br /></div><div>爬上山的人们，</div><div>会发现原来那座看似可怕的山，</div><div>其实也没那么难爬，</div><div>至少自己做到了。</div><div><br /></div><div>回到陆地的人们，</div><div>虽然不用冒险了，</div><div>但每但他们遇上另一座山，</div><div>他们就会想起，</div><div>那座没爬成的山。</div><div><br /></div><div>而山，</div><div>总是看起来那么高。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-3377376795766232103?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-26331501534252911352011-10-11T00:58:00.001-07:002011-10-11T00:58:56.783-07:00Ha! I don't care.<div>I couldn't care for more.</div><div><br /></div><div>Go eat yourself.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-2633150153425291135?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-23181276531738382422011-10-07T23:11:00.001-07:002011-10-07T23:11:40.048-07:00The best way to help me is to leave me alone.<div>Thank you very much.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-2318127653173838242?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-21190895099771394262011-10-04T23:03:00.001-07:002011-10-04T23:07:10.640-07:00I have no responsible for your result as a friend.<div>I'll try to help by asking you whether you want any help but when you said "It's okay."</div><div>Then okay it will be.</div><div><br /></div><div>I will not do anything further to help you because I'm not responsible.</div><div>You are.</div><div><br /></div><div>So don't blame others if you fail.</div><div>Don't expect anything from me.</div><div><br /></div><div>Because I hate being responsible.</div><div>And I hate the fact that I'm stuck to feel responsible which make me wanna stay away from you.</div><div><br /></div><div>And sorry for that because you probably didn't notice but I'm tired of being like this,</div><div>and even feel happy when you're not there.</div><div><br /></div><div>Because I didn't see a point on helping when you're not even trying.</div><div><br /></div><div>So stop asking me why she is like that.</div><div>That's not my responsible.</div><div>I'm a piece of shit myself.</div><div>Why should I care about other shits?</div><div>Why? Tell me.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-2119089509977139426?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-84322237765834700632011-10-01T02:05:00.001-07:002011-10-01T02:07:46.176-07:00有些人伤心时会暴饮暴食<div>用食物填满空虚</div><div>但得到的</div><div>只是增加的体重</div><div>和永无止境的空洞</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-8432223776583470063?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-63565094345548548542011-09-26T07:26:00.000-07:002011-09-26T07:47:40.091-07:00在一个村庄里，住着一个聪明人和一个傻子。<div><br /></div><div>聪明人因为聪明，所以凡事都看很透，有点斤斤计较，村里的人都不太喜欢他；傻子因为傻，所以凡事都很热心，很受村里的人喜爱，不过却常常丢三拉四，家里的东西常常给人家借去忘了拿回来。</div><div><br /></div><div>聪明人虽然聪明，但是很寂寞，他羡慕傻子的好人缘还有善良直率的个性；傻子虽然受人爱戴，不过却很困扰，他为了填补家里的用具常常花了很多无谓的钱。</div><div><br /></div><div>有一天，聪明人找上了傻子，对他说：“不然，我们交换头脑吧？” 傻傻地傻子想也不想就答应了。</div><div><br /></div><div>于是，他们找了村里的魔法师，为他们施法，把他们的头脑交换了。</div><div><br /></div><div>聪明人变傻了，人缘也越来越好；傻子变聪明了，记起了所有借去他的东西的人们。两人都很满意。</div><div><br /></div><div>但过了不久，变傻的聪明人被老板开除了，因为自从他变傻后，所有的公事都做得一塌糊涂，老板一气之下，就把他解雇了。变聪明的傻子也越来越寂寞，因为他不再那么慷慨解囊，凡事害怕不敢付出，变得我行我素，不再像以前那么受欢迎了。</div><div><br /></div><div>变傻的聪明人又找上了变聪明的傻子，要求把脑子换回来。变聪明的傻子想了三天三夜，最后决定赞同聪明人。</div><div><br /></div><div>于是，他们又找了村里的魔法师，为他们是多施一次法。不过刚好那时魔法师到城里办事了，只有魔法师那个顽皮的女儿，小女巫在。她答应帮助他们，却不保证施法一定成功。</div><div><br /></div><div>果然，施法后，聪明人不是从前那个很聪明的聪明人，傻子不是从前那个很傻的傻子，他们都变得和正常人一样了。</div><div><br /></div><div>从此以后，聪明人不再被称为聪明人，而傻子也不再是傻子了。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-6356509434554854854?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-73001036212722975972011-09-26T05:32:00.000-07:002011-09-26T06:15:41.788-07:00越来越无话可聊<div>这沉默平静得可怕</div><div>是暴风雨的前兆</div><div>或是若无其事地离开</div><div><br /></div><div>海岸边拍打的浪</div><div>渗入的却是沙漏间</div><div>是什么分不开</div><div>是石头还是我们之间</div><div><br /></div><div>有一天我们会发现</div><div>当初的固执很可笑</div><div>明明只是自私却假装伟大</div><div><br /></div><div>有一天我们会发现</div><div>幸福其实非常简单</div><div>而我们却就那么错过了它</div><div><br /></div><div>不要那么傻</div><div>可我们就那么傻</div><div>那么傻</div><div><br /></div><div>_________________________________________________</div><div><br /></div><div>When did I become so close up?</div><div>Oh ya,</div><div>since the day I decided not to be an idiot.</div><div>=)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-7300103621272297597?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-21424351158460758992011-09-24T00:01:00.000-07:002011-09-24T00:09:24.585-07:00你有双干净的眼睛<div>像孩子看着玻璃弹珠而开心</div><div>微笑时有小小的鱼尾出现</div><div>悬挂在天边</div><div><br /></div><div>我看着你的眼睛</div><div>像在空荡的瓶子里呼吸</div><div>空气中都是你的回音</div><div>围绕着身边</div><div><br /></div><div>你的眼睛</div><div>是我屏气的原因</div><div>一眨一眨摒着呼吸</div><div>目不转睛</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-2142435115846075899?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-83592441568499927092011-09-19T01:58:00.000-07:002011-09-19T02:18:58.163-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span">Modified from the dialogues of the movie - "Journey to the Center of the Earth"</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span">(Sorry, can't remember all in detail.)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;">This is a scene where the antagonists are falling into the center of the earth.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><pre><span class="Apple-style-span"><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">[ALL SCREAMING] </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">[SCREAMING STOPS] </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">We're still falling! </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">[ALL SCREAMING] </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">Trevor, what's at the bottom? </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">Well, if what Verne wrote was right... </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">...these tunnels could go for hundreds, </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">thousands of miles. </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">Verne was not right. </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">Trevor, finish. What's at the bottom? </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">Most likely theory is that it just ends. </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">Ends? Got any other theories? </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">Well, the walls of this tunnel could have gently eroded... </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">...by water which still runs through it... </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">...providing a gradual break to our fall. </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">- Kind of like a water slide. </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">-Water slide. </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">Okay, that's a theory. </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">But wouldn't the water have formed stalagmites pointing straight up at us? </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">- We'll be skewered. </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">- That is also possible. </blockquote><blockquote style="font-size: medium; font-family: arial; ">[SCREAMING]</blockquote><pre><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></pre></span></pre></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; ">And that now I'm falling,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; ">stalagmites or water slide?</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><pre><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></pre></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-8359244156849992709?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-64153332607891233982011-08-28T18:28:00.000-07:002011-08-28T18:30:29.062-07:00ROCK and Roll in the morning.<div> <br /></div><div>XD</div><div> <br /></div><div>Listening to Cheap Trick -- " I want you to want me. "</div><div> <br /></div><div>I knw..</div><div> <br /></div><div>It's not heavy metal. But it's still morning.</div><div> <br /></div><div>Maybe later. =D</div><div> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-6415333260789123398?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-30345746640636765302011-08-25T07:04:00.000-07:002011-08-25T07:12:26.161-07:00有时候，有时候...<div> <br /></div><div>有时候我想离开这里....</div><div> <br /></div><div>去玩。</div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div>很想回西马，</div><div>很想吃那里的事物，</div><div>很想念那里的人，</div><div>很想回到那种气氛里。</div><div> <br /></div><div>走在街上没有人认识，</div><div>认识的都是重要的人，</div><div>可以笑得很开心，</div><div>吃得很开心，</div><div>玩得很开心，</div><div>无忧无虑。</div><div> <br /></div><div>还要等那么几个月，</div><div>可是我的心早飞去那里了。</div><div> <br /></div><div>=(</div><div> <br /></div><div>有时候，有时候...</div><div> <br /></div><div>我想暂时不做自己，</div><div>做一些自己平常不会做的事，</div><div>玩。</div><div> <br /></div><div>我想玩。</div><div> <br /></div><div>我超想玩的。</div><div> <br /></div><div>我超极超级想玩的。</div><div> <br /></div><div>可是我有一大堆功课，谁可以帮我做，让我去玩？</div><div> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-3034574664063676530?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-17707463627650911692011-08-25T03:36:00.000-07:002011-08-25T03:42:07.197-07:00Sometimes you'll see a devil inside me.<div> <br /></div><div><b>BUT...</b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div>That's not me.</div><div> <br /></div><div>It's just a devil who comes out once in a while when I let my guard down.</div><div> <br /></div><div>Please don't let it fool you.</div><div> <br /></div><div>Even though it has the same voice, same looks and same habits as me,</div><div> <br /></div><div>you don't know how sly it can be to trick you.</div><div> <br /></div><div><b>BUT...</b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div>Just play with it,</div><div> <br /></div><div>and forget it the day after.</div><div> <br /></div><div>Cause I'll stuck tonnes of panadols into its stomach and make sure it will sleep for a long long time before the next time it comes awake. XD</div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div><b>SO...</b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div>have fun. =D</div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div>By,</div><div> <br /></div><div>Mr. Devil</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-1770746362765091169?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-12062486288823804912011-08-19T08:18:00.000-07:002011-08-19T08:23:17.776-07:00我觉得我把这几年的青春都浪费了。<div>都十八了，还像个十二岁。</div><div>什么都不会，</div><div>什么都不懂，</div><div>外面的世界没有闯过，</div><div>想疯却又不敢了。</div><div> <br /></div><div>好多事都犹豫，</div><div>该发生的没发生，</div><div>不该发生的一再重复，</div><div>我现在应该还来得及吧。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-1206248628882380491?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-51289306243229981712011-08-15T01:36:00.000-07:002011-08-15T01:37:51.267-07:00有时候故事没有结局，<div>也没有什么不好。</div><div>因为就算走到了最后，</div><div>我也不知道要停下。</div><div> <br /></div><div>走，</div><div>吧。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-5128930624322998171?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-71623418321040595252011-08-01T04:35:00.000-07:002011-08-01T04:37:09.699-07:00AGM is over.<div>Chess competition is over.</div><div><br /></div><div>So....</div><div><br /></div><div>Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh. Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.</div><div><br /></div><div>Let my mind refresh.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-7162341832104059525?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-3820603581049207522011-07-27T04:02:00.000-07:002011-07-27T04:03:04.674-07:00很多时候没有发现自己的不好，<div>待发现了，又有点迟了。</div><div><br /></div><div>唉。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-382060358104920752?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-7009858453007416122011-07-24T23:50:00.000-07:002011-07-24T23:53:34.856-07:00Went to PUB Camp last weekend. ( PUB = Persatuan Unit Beruniform)<div><br /></div><div>Don't feel like commenting because later all negative stuff will be written out.</div><div><br /></div><div>The only I like about this camp is that I get to spend time with my friend, marching and the time boo-ing "them".</div><div><br /></div><div>Lalala~</div><div><br /></div><div>BYE LIAO. Got stuff to do. No time.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-700985845300741612?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-57183945118941327562011-07-20T02:19:00.000-07:002011-07-20T02:21:48.364-07:00Tomorrow will be a big day.<div>Wish me luck!</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Life's on track at the moment,</b></div><div>I hope this will continue.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-5718394511894132756?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-50972104174579819952011-07-16T00:56:00.002-07:002011-07-16T01:33:40.472-07:00我是一个金牛座的人，星象学来讲是固执而转牛角尖的。很多时候，我的朋友都说我很顽固，坚持自己的一套。听多了，我也觉得自己不是，回家反省了又反省，慢慢地改善。<div><br /></div><div>但最近，我越来越狐疑：我，固执错了吗？</div><div><br /></div><div>学会办了一个活动，我负责构思开幕仪式，我提交了几个方案，统统被驳回。理由是这些方案都比较不切实际，很难办到。</div><div><br /></div><div>一开始我接受了，我承认这些点子都很难做到，虽然还是有办到的可能性，但我不想被说成顽固不灵，所以又回去继续想出新方案。</div><div><br /></div><div>好不容易想到了，隔天早晨找了一个朋友，想与之分享。</div><div><br /></div><div>“诶，诶，我又有一个新的idea了，不过又是有点不切实际的啦。”我兴高采烈的说道。</div><div><br /></div><div>无奈我还没说完，她便回：“那就不要说了。”</div><div><br /></div><div>当下，我犹如心中一团雄雄地火，直直地被冷水浇灭。 </div><div><br /></div><div>她又继续说着她的见解，我没了兴致，敷衍了几句就走。</div><div><br /></div><div>我一直认为，我的方案虽然是有点“不切实际”，但只要花多一点心思，一定可以办到。那些现实的考量，我不是没有考虑过，但它不足以让我放弃。再这么下去，我恐怕或许会因为不想“固执”，而附和现实，交上一个不怎么特出的方案。</div><div><br /></div><div>坚持自己相信是好的、是对的东西，是固执吗？</div><div><br /></div><div>爱因斯坦、甘地等名人，他们都相信并坚持自己所相信的东西。他们遇到过错折、也有人反对过他们，他们都最后都成功了，就因为他们坚持并固执。</div><div><br /></div><div>永远呆在自己的小框框，遇到挫折就却步，新的事物不敢尝试，不愿意相信不可能性，别人说不你就放弃，这样，我们最后能走多远？</div><div><br /></div><div>除非你甘愿平凡。</div><div><br /></div><div>我知道有时候我固执得讨人厌，但是，也有时候，<b>我的固执是我的一种坚持</b>。</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-5097210417457981995?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-10080245500256008382011-07-12T02:04:00.000-07:002011-07-12T02:08:35.921-07:00继“坏人”上篇。<div><br /></div><div>我一直想做个好人，</div><div>却也不知不觉中掩饰了我自己。</div><div><br /></div><div>真实的我或许不是最好的，</div><div>有点自私也有点讨人厌，</div><div>但我不想成为连自己都讨厌的人。</div><div><br /></div><div>所以，</div><div>我是坏了点，</div><div>不过至少我对得起我自己。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-1008024550025600838?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-56582718769220778742011-07-12T01:50:00.000-07:002011-07-12T02:01:34.397-07:00嘴上说的不相信，<div>可心里却宁愿相信，</div><div>那些捏造的故事，</div><div>会是我未来的蓝图。</div><div><br /></div><div>说了不想再等待，</div><div>可心里却选择等待，</div><div>我相信的未来，</div><div>会是我最后的去处。</div><div><br /></div><div>原来这个世界那么小，</div><div>我的梦那么大，</div><div>容纳不下，</div><div>却也放不下。</div><div><br /></div><div>只好像个傻瓜，</div><div>懵懂地继续走。</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-5658271876922077874?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-13013425760718956752011-07-07T23:19:00.000-07:002011-07-12T02:09:17.398-07:00不知不觉中做了一个坏人，<div>不过也没办法了，</div><div>我本来就不怎么讨人喜欢。</div><div><br /></div><div>谁叫我比较爱自己。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-1301342576071895675?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-3722665755768738312011-06-28T00:45:00.000-07:002011-06-28T01:40:57.909-07:00今天早上起来前梦到一个奇怪的梦，有点像电影里的情节。<div><br /></div><div>就说有一个长着吴孟达的脸的保安，在一次保护黑帮小姐的任务中，不断地看手表（好像是与女儿有约)。然后突然间，一大群的黑衣人跑来追杀他。被捕后，他很害怕并慌张地问：“为什么抓我？！”，而那些人的答案却是：“因为小姐不喜欢一直看手表的人。” （=.=|||)</div><div><br /></div><div>但最恐怖的是，那个小姐的脸，竟然和我妈妈年轻时一模一样，而且看人的眼神呆滞且无法透彻。超可怕的！！</div><div><br /></div><div>（哈哈哈哈哈哈~）</div><div><br /></div><div>________________________________________________________________________________</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Talk about school:</b></div><div> Nothing special so far. I'm getting used to it, but my quiz results still not so good(WKK). GERKO started. Got lotsa homework. NO fun, all work but quite satisfying laa. <b>=)</b></div><div><br /></div><div>Addicted to an <span class="Apple-style-span">online game</span> recently, trying to quit but... I WANNA REACH <b>LVL 80</b>(now lvl 68 liao) and make GOOD EQ!!! (Jia you ba...)</div><div><br /></div><div>One more thing, should I, should I not change my blog's layout? Suddenly feel that it's too pink and I notice most of my friends' blogs are in pink. WKK. It's not that I don't wanna be the same with them, but I feel kinda <b>green</b> recently. And there's a problem with my layout code, the words knot be changed into colour one. So mahuan. Aiks, I don't know la. <i>Lazy</i>.</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-372266575576873831?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-16147782270857876192011-06-21T07:35:00.000-07:002011-06-21T07:51:30.032-07:00<div style="text-align: left;">最近很喜欢沉浸在<span class="Apple-style-span">苏打绿</span>的音乐中，</div><div>在他们的小宇宙里，</div><div>淋尽青春的雨水。</div><div><br /></div><div>XD</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jlbJMoCoIP4/TgCvyKgFfSI/AAAAAAAAAfg/6zNX3PA5TP8/s320/earth1.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620685611305631010" /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">原本写了篇有点政治的话题，不过想想，我还是喜欢这里的气氛轻轻松松。严肃的课题，长大了，有能力了，懂得较多了，再说吧！</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-1614778227085787619?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-90910484794574190632011-06-18T09:20:00.000-07:002011-06-18T09:25:12.154-07:00我的执著，<div>你不懂，</div><div>不过却不小心越线了。</div><div><br /></div><div>想生气，</div><div>却又不值，</div><div>我干吗这样折磨我自己？</div><div><br /></div><div>因为这是我的执著，</div><div>你不会懂的事。</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >希望事情不是我想的那样。</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-9091048479457419063?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-88288488231537555702011-06-15T01:09:00.000-07:002011-06-15T01:23:34.504-07:00今天谈到我的朋友，发现到我和好朋友间的联系有点特别。<div><br /></div><div>我的一生中有很多朋友，</div><div>但真正的好朋友没有几个，</div><div>都是中学以后认识的。</div><div><br /></div><div>谈心的朋友有几个，</div><div>我在乎的也不是很多。</div><div>来来去去都是那几个人。</div><div><br /></div><div>今年我们大多都各奔东西，</div><div>就算同校的，</div><div>不同班，</div><div>也没有时间真正去找对方聊天。</div><div><br /></div><div>不过，</div><div>我相信，</div><div>我们的友谊是坚固的。</div><div><br /></div><div>我们或许不会互通短信，</div><div>面子书同时遇到也不会主动打招呼，</div><div>在学校嫌少见面，</div><div>但有空一起出来时，</div><div>却又可以像以前一样嘻嘻哈哈的一起吵闹。</div><div>其中一个有问题时，</div><div>我们也会为他烦恼，</div><div>关心他。</div><div><br /></div><div>从几个比较特殊的好朋友身上学到，</div><div>友情不是占有对方，</div><div>不是约束对方，</div><div>而是包容，体谅并互相支持，</div><div>这样大家的翅膀才能飞向更广阔的世界。</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b>谢谢你们，</b></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b>虽然我们曾经不愉快过，</b></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b>但你们让我的心更大了。</b></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b>=）</b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-8828848823153755570?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-14992399869401625952011-06-14T09:39:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:48:47.699-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(104, 104, 104); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(104, 104, 104); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "><b>*读了我的旧博客，特别喜欢这篇，便又转载了。刚好想自我沦陷。&gt;&lt;</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(104, 104, 104); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(104, 104, 104); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "><b>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(104, 104, 104); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "><br /></span></div>少年人，总是多愁善感。<div><br /></div><div>“少年不识愁滋味，为赋新词强说愁。”</div><div><br /></div><div>虽然说，有时候，我确实也看不过眼。但是，有时候，我却也会有那少少的少年愁。不知道自己在愁些什么，就是对自己现在的生活甚是不满意。有时候，却也会为了一些小说或者电影里的情节，自己感伤了起来。或是，有时候，特别是在这种夜深人静，一个人的时候，为了那不堪一提的寂寞而感到忧伤。</div><div><br /></div><div>哎，我也不懂得该怎么说。在我们这种不懂装懂的年代，总是有很多事情，自己看不顺眼，却还是不自觉地犯了。或许只有等到自己成熟的时候，才能看到自己的幼稚吧！</div><div><br /></div><div>届时，我也不想管那么多了，既然已经不成熟了，那就潇洒些，好好享受我现在还勉强可以幼稚的年代吧！</div><div><br /></div><div>及时行乐，将忧伤化为力量，才是我们少年人的专利！</div><div><br /></div><div>有梦，就去追吧！</div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span">我不会，只一直做鼓掌的人。</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>今天不知咋的，特别热血地，</div><div>Jm</div><div>(10.01.2011)</div><div><br /></div><div><b>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>那个我跑哪了？？</b></div><div><br /></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-1499239986940162595?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-18758300893253310032011-06-13T05:23:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:28:26.333-07:00每天都有新烦恼，<div>葡萄汁有很多维他命C。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-1875830089325331003?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-6612111499027876282011-06-10T20:49:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:28:26.334-07:00我很讨厌，<br />那些现实的人。<br />自己放弃了梦想，<br />却在取笑别人的梦想。<div><br /></div><div>你没有资格告诉我怎么做！</div><div>除非有一天我也堕落到像你一样。</div><div><br /></div><div>_________________________</div><div><br /></div><div>最近越觉得无法与之沟通。</div><div><br /></div><div>不是每个人的人生计划，都是小学〉中学〉学院〉大学〉工作。</div><div>对，我们的一生都在学习，</div><div>但不是一生都在读书。</div><div>书本上有很多事情，是我们无法真正体验到的。</div><div><br /></div><div>你的理想，不是我的。</div><div>你认为最好的，不一定是我想要的。</div><div><br /></div><div>我或许还不够成熟，</div><div>但我比你更了解自己。</div><div>我没有要求你帮助我，</div><div>没有要求你出钱，</div><div>你就算不说话，</div><div>我也不要紧，</div><div>但不要否定我的理想。</div><div><br /></div><div>我已经是一个打横走的螃蟹，</div><div>不要再叫我打直走了。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-661211149902787628?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-54138475117893207072011-06-09T07:50:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:28:01.984-07:00有一根草，<div>它就一直站在那边，</div><div>站在那边，</div><div>站在那边。。。。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-5413847511789320707?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-32753811231276641162011-06-06T06:13:00.000-07:002011-06-06T06:19:03.652-07:00有一天，橘子们聚在一起，讨论怎么的死法最好。<div><br /></div><div>橘子A说：“发霉死最好，虽然会发臭，但是不会痛！”</div><div><br /></div><div>橘子B说：“掉在地下腐烂到死最好，不会痛又能滋养土地！”</div><div><br /></div><div>橘子C说：“生病被丢掉遗弃至死最好，不会被吃掉！”</div><div><br /></div><div>最后它们得到一个结论，不管怎么死都好，只要不痛，而且不要被分解就好。</div><div><br /></div><div>结果，它们统统被水果机榨死了。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-3275381123127664116?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-82338528127159298532011-06-05T20:35:00.000-07:002011-06-05T20:45:43.849-07:00有一只羊，它一直很想和其他的羊不一样。<div><br /></div><div>有一天它看到电视有人把黑头发染成红色，于是就跑到商店偷了一罐染发剂，把自己染成红色。</div><div><br /></div><div>它走在羊群中，全部的羊都惊讶地看着它。它感到非常自豪，心想：“哈，看到了吧，我是多么的独特。”</div><div><br /></div><div>有一天，它收到了远方亲戚寄来的信，说是要来探访它。它看了信后，更是夸张，把自己的牙齿和角也涂上了红色，准备让它们瞧瞧它有多独特。</div><div><br /></div><div>终于等到了那一天，但它一开门，便被它的亲戚们撞死了。它忘了，它们很讨厌红色。</div><div><br /></div><div>于是，那只羊便死在它最爱的红色血泊中。。。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-8233852812715929853?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-74140296701095635772011-06-05T19:01:00.000-07:002011-06-05T20:29:28.316-07:00从前，有一只小鸟在电视上看到一个钢琴家演奏，萌起了它想当钢琴家的意念。但是，当它把自己的愿望告诉妈妈时，妈妈却很果断地说:“不可能，你连手指都没有，怎么弹钢琴？不要发梦了。”<div><br /></div><div>小鸟听了，虽然有些丧气，但在心里，却不曾放弃过它的梦想。</div><div><br /></div><div>终于到了有一天，它遇到了一个魔鬼。</div><div><br /></div><div>它对魔鬼说：“伟大的魔鬼，圆我一个愿望吧。如果你愿意帮我，我什么都可以给你。”</div><div><br /></div><div>魔鬼听了，说：“好吧，但你的愿望实现后，你必须将你的灵魂出卖给我。”</div><div><br /></div><div>小鸟想了想，就说：“那么请你把我的翅膀变成手指，让我成为一个钢琴家吧！”</div><div><br /></div><div>魔鬼挑一挑眉毛，小鸟的翅膀便变成了10根手指。小鸟看着自己的新手，开心地对魔鬼说：“谢谢你！现在我终于可以弹琴了！”</div><div><br /></div><div>但魔鬼只是奸诈的笑道：“呵呵呵呵呵。。”</div><div><br /></div><div>有了手指，小鸟每天偷偷到人类的家中练琴，不久就练成了非凡的琴艺。</div><div><br /></div><div>小鸟看自己准备好了，就找了一个人类经纪，打算开一场音乐会。</div><div><br /></div><div>音乐会异常地受到人类的捧场，小鸟一日之间就成了家喻户晓的钢琴家，音乐会的邀约连接不断。</div><div><br /></div><div>小鸟的梦想达成了，但是，它却没因此而快乐。它每天每天都在害怕魔鬼来索取它的灵魂，于是便在自己周围设了很多保镖，十字架和神坛等。</div><div><br /></div><div>终于在一次演奏会后，魔鬼突然出现了。小鸟吓得赶快拿起十字架，闭着眼睛重复地说道：“恶灵退散！恶灵退散！恶灵退散！”</div><div><br /></div><div>念了将近100次，小鸟见自己还没有发生什么变化，想说魔鬼真的被吓跑了，便缓缓地睁开眼睛。但是，魔鬼邪恶地笑着，矗立在它面前。</div><div><br /></div><div>“为什么你还没有不见？！” 小鸟慌张地问道。</div><div><br /></div><div>“哈哈哈。。信了魔鬼的生物，上帝是无法保佑的。今天我刚好有空，就来遵守我们的承诺了。”</div><div><br /></div><div>“不可以！！我的事业才刚刚起步，我不能把我的灵魂交给你！！！” 小鸟急得往外飞，想逃离魔鬼的约束。</div><div><br /></div><div>小鸟拼命地飞，但是翅膀变成了手，想飞也飞不高，飞不快。它飞到了从前住的森林，希望能得到妈妈的庇护。</div><div><br /></div><div>但就在这时。。“砰！”， 小鸟被路过狩猎的猎人打死了。</div><div><br /></div><div>临死前，它看到魔鬼伸出魔掌，将它的灵魂猎走。。</div><div><br /></div><div>小鸟的妈妈知道了它的死讯，伤心欲绝。它的亲朋戚友听到后，纷纷把它的故事传出去，警戒其他的鸟雏。</div><div><br /></div><div><b>从此，再也没有小鸟敢学钢琴了。</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-7414029670109563577?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-47337304484124821932011-05-27T20:27:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:28:01.985-07:00Today I went to my 1st GERKO meeting of PBSM.<div><br /></div><div>Unexpectedly, there's only a number of lower six student. You can count all with your hands.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, the meeting was kinda brief. After that the seniors just start to chat about their experience in Form 6, which is quite scarying. But.. whatever, I'm stuck here. Whatever comes just comes, and I 'll just have to face it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Recently I keep on talking my mom into letting me to drive, but she just keep come out with some reasons and things rejecting me. So yesterday, I finally snapped. I can't hold it and just grab the key and try to drive. But before I'm out of the house, I heard a loud bang and I saw the side mirror being twitched colliding with my gate.</div><div><br /></div><div>And...I got scolded. I just get out of the car, ignoring my mom's scolding and locked myself in the room. This ...which I think...was kinda fun. Hahaha. I know I'm a bit evil.</div><div><br /></div><div>But it's just a small scratch la. Hahahahaha.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-4733730448412482193?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-45466394615043871622011-05-26T06:35:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:28:01.985-07:00Holiday's approaching, I got so many things to do.<div><br /></div><div>First, quit playing games. (Woo..I didn play any today.)</div><div><br /></div><div>Second, homework and assignment. (@@ I hate chemistry homework. Don't have text book to refer.)</div><div><br /></div><div>Third, class decoration. ( So many stuff!! Needa buy many super glue and other things. Tight budget ar.)</div><div><br /></div><div>Fourth, learn car again!! (After this holiday, see me on road!)</div><div><br /></div><div>Fifth, exercise!! (Need diet.)</div><div><br /></div><div>Sixth, for any plans haven't been planned.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Sigh, just don't waste the holiday. Study and do something meaningful. Jia you!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-4546639461504387162?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-7145432100457439992011-05-21T18:48:00.001-07:002011-06-14T09:45:34.729-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" >This is a lyric of a song I wrote for my friend.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >You can find the link to the song somewhere in my blog. It's not sing by me though.</span></span><br /><div><br /></div><div><b>歌名：五月的天空</b></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_3619782562" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">我知道明天不会再一样</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_3619782562" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">我知道你的笑只是伪装</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_4174473180" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">我知道这或许就是最后 最后的相见</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_2236861724" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">------</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_889126170" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">我明白这次分离的需要</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_4091939938" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">我明白这对我们都最好</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_512739673" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">但我还是无法抑制眼泪的落下</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_3794954094" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">------</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_1655469508" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">chorus：</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_787269953" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">五月的天空</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_1957352450" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">那么空同</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_1739043417" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">飞机飞过带走了你</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_3477130122" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">----</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_165603122" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">五月的天空</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_162884843" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">寂寞的我</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_1974785609" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; ">飞机飞过请带我走吧</div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_1974785609" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "><br /></div><div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1059037529_1974785609" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "><br /></div></span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-714543210045743999?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-24792680660596453882011-05-21T18:26:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:28:53.931-07:00So, I didn't get any offer from scholarships, stuck in Form 6. Honestly speaking, I don't hate it. I just dislike it when my mom start to nag me on study. I just started school for merely 2 weeks and she's already nagging me whenever I'm doing other things, like she's afraid that I'm going to fail it again.<div><br /></div><div><i>You don't have to tell me how hard is it, I know and I never say I want to escape from this. In fact I accepted the challenge. So please support me and believe in me! Don't keep on giving me unnecessary pressure. =S</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>So talk about my new school.</div><div><br /></div><div>My 1st week there: </div><div>Ehem..so many lang, you're like a walking animal displaying in Safari Zoo. Orientation was kinda boring, most of the time we just talk, sleep or dream. And the weather was too hot.</div><div><br /></div><div>2nd week:</div><div>Finally get to study seriously. It turns out not bad. I only dislike MUET and CHEM so far. The teachers are good. Just that MUET needs a lot of presentation and group work, while Chemistry is quite boring to me. My own problem, not the teachers'. I guess I just have to adapt to the syllabus. </div><div><br /></div><div>=END=</div><div><br /></div><div>Many of us are facing problems deciding their future, some are suffering from relationship, some have to leave and go to somewhere alone, some are left behind with no choice but one.</div><div>Being 18 is definitely not easy, but because of these painful and difficult decisions, we get to grow up. </div><div><br /></div><div>We can't escape it so just face it. =)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-2479268066059645388?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-87957225336416293902011-05-17T07:40:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:45:34.729-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "><span class="Apple-style-span">LOOK!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Look at the MONSTER expanding in me!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w1BOutYHV3E/TdKKBuLIaYI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HZUpgLCs7vI/s320/monster2_phixr.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 149px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607696248208910722" /><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is just a boring piece of drawing of mine</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-8795722533641629390?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-91163867894915232052011-05-14T07:53:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:28:01.986-07:00<div>看到别人好，就算本来感觉没什么，心里也不是很滋味。</div><div><br /></div><div>旁边的人一直在告诉你：“早知今日，何必当初。”，为什么就不说“天无绝人之路”？</div><div><br /></div><div>我不是悲观的人，</div><div>没有那么脆弱，</div><div>不是停滞不前，</div><div>不是胸无大志，</div><div>我不需要你告诉我什么，</div><div>你不支持我也无所谓。</div><div><br /></div><div>有些话不需要重复，</div><div>我靠自己也可以。</div><div><br /></div><div>就算是最后一次的机会，</div><div>就算会比别人难走，</div><div>这是我自己的路，</div><div>我不需要比别人好，</div><div>我只想活出自己。</div><div><br /></div><div><i>这是我的选择，就算你觉得不甘心，也请接收吧。</i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-9116386789491523205?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-15149830005623105632011-05-08T06:38:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:18:58.273-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><i>I'm really sorry mom.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>=(</i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-1514983000562310563?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-51183104224382136922011-05-02T07:24:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:28:01.987-07:00&gt;&lt;<div><br /></div><div>SO EXCITED RIGHT NOW.</div><div><br /></div><div>HAVE TO ZIP MY MOUTH.</div><div><br /></div><div>WOOHOO!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-5118310422438213692?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-73386327574319744512011-05-02T05:52:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:18:58.274-07:00May, is the beginning of autumn.<div>The season of parting.</div><div>The season that reminds the most of sadness.</div><div><br /></div><div>But still,</div><div>it's a beautiful season.</div><div><br /></div><div>I just want everyone to be happy.</div><div>Please be happy and hold on to your dream.</div><div><br /></div><div>We'll separate for now but we'll meet again.</div><div>And by then I'm sure we'll be grown up. =)</div><div><br /></div><div>____________________________________________________________________</div><div><br /></div><div><i>Note</i>:</div><div> Too many friends are leaving for study recently, this kinda saddened me.</div><div>Being the one left here and without any progression,</div><div>I feel depressed.</div><div><br /></div><div>I know there's path ahead me,</div><div>but somehow I want things to stay the same.</div><div><br /></div><div>Goodbye friends.</div><div>Goodbye.</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-7338632757431974451?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-24238096381006044932011-04-26T03:40:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:28:01.988-07:00Hello. &lt;3<div><br /></div><div>A bit update of my life:</div><div><br /></div><div>-Finish all interviews( Actually only got 2 &gt;&lt;)</div><div>-Waiting waiting waiting</div><div>-Playing playing playing</div><div>-Ending ending ending</div><div><br /></div><div>So this is my life.</div><div><br /></div><div>Just when I'm getting used to this carefree life, I'm afraid I have to end it. So I pray hard I get to study at other places aside from Kuching, because I know I can't get rid of my laziness if I stay here.</div><div><br /></div><div>The only way is to get out of here and start anew. </div><div><br /></div><div>So, Na Mo O Ni To Fuo.</div><div><br /></div><div>Please HELP ME!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>*I notice I always give weird name for my post title. Hiak hiak. XP</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-2423809638100604493?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-65600911381388955532011-04-19T09:00:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:28:01.988-07:00I wonder if there's someone or something watching over us for every second of our life..<div>Like in the movie, </div><div>Is there sets of TVs set up in the heaven?</div><div>If there is,</div><div>who will be the one watching over us?</div><div>Ghost?Fairy?Angel?God Himself?</div><div><br /></div><div>I wonder how they respond when they saw our ugly sides..</div><div>Laugh sarcastically? Ewwed? Annoyed? Or expressionless?</div><div><br /></div><div>I wonder what's their face when they see me laugh at myself. </div><div>Hm, sarcasm.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-6560091138138895553?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-30816391245933499152011-04-11T23:59:00.001-07:002011-06-14T09:28:01.989-07:00I think I just screwed my JPA scholarship.<div><br /></div><div>Oh well, I can still live.</div><div><br /></div><div>=)</div><div><br /></div><div>Wahahaha!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-3081639124593349915?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-78823717218154302532011-04-08T12:38:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:28:01.989-07:00爸爸妈妈不懂为什么我喜欢迟迟睡。<div><br /></div><div>他们不懂，</div><div>夜里一个人的时候，</div><div>没有车声，</div><div>没有电话声，</div><div>没有说话声，</div><div>只有偶尔的狗吠声，</div><div>壁虎叫的声音，</div><div>和电脑播放的音乐声的那种宁静。</div><div><br /></div><div>不用担心突然来的电话，</div><div>不用担心突然来的访客，</div><div>你就好像被一个小小的箱子装着，</div><div>停留在一个隔绝的时空，</div><div>这个世界好像就属于你一个人。</div><div>这个世界就是你一个人。</div><div><br /></div><div>这就是原因。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-7882371721815430253?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-55419033227884802582011-04-08T12:16:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:18:58.274-07:00I don't know how I end up like this.<div> (I do know how.)<div>I don't know why I end up like this. </div><div>(I do know why.)</div><div>Conclusively, I just hate NOW.</div><div><br /></div><div>I know I should be grateful. I know I'm not 100% getting it. But this is frustrating. I guess it's because I'm afraid of failing. And even if I got it, the future is still vague to me.</div><div><br /></div></div><div>I hate it and I start to blame other people, where I know I'm responsible too. But still I can't stop my hatred. I'm frustrated, because I don't know how am I gonna live through tomorrow.</div><div><br /></div><div>____________________________________________________________________</div><div><br /></div><div>My mind is twisted. Partially by the latest detective manga I read recently, maybe it's too ugly for me and partially because of the upcoming interview. I'm too stressful right now.</div><div><br /></div><div>I guess once in a while I should let some of my dark side come out eh?</div><div><br /></div><div>This world is so lonely right now.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-5541903322788480258?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-76404904148731173642011-04-02T00:28:00.001-07:002011-06-14T09:28:01.990-07:00<div><i>Note: Just my feelings toward my reading habits, it's a bit long and wordy, kindly skip this. XP</i></div><div><br /></div>我算是一个喜欢阅读的人。记得小学五年级时，常常到学校图书馆借书，然后上课时把书藏在抽屉里偷看。我那时的阅读速度还蛮快的，半小时大概可以把一本200页的童话故事书读完，所以我借的书常常是，今天借，明天还。五年级时算是我阅读的巅峰时期，我的Nilam那年就达到400多本，有一些我还没有写下，不过大多数的书都是华语的，其次是英文，国文的只有几本（大概只是为了交差而读的）。<div><br /></div><div>上了中学后，大概是因为功课压力，或是有了更多消遣的娱乐，我阅读书本的量渐渐减少。不过我开始读些比较厚的书，多半是魔幻的。那时流行Harry Potter, 我就一本一本的看，从早看到晚。有时隔天没有上课，就看到半夜两三点，再加上每本平均有500页（除了前两本），我为了尽快知道结局，很多时候都是大概念过，尤其是描述场景的段落，我可以说是都省略掉，只着重在对话，所以就算那时我读了很多英文书，我的英文还是没有进步（哈哈）。</div><div><br /></div><div>我在那段期间，读书都是浑沦吞枣，只着重故事情节，完全没有放下脚步好好欣赏作者们的文字。我被点醒的原因大概是因为一个朋友的一句话。那时候，我们班上的一些同学常向英文老师订购书籍，我这个没钱的有时便向他们借来阅读。有一次，一个朋友买了[The Time Traveler's Wife]。有好几个朋友同时向她借，我那时是排行第三位，好不容易等到第一个朋友念完了，第二个朋友竟然花了差不多一个月的时间都还没念完。我等得不耐烦，便时不时催他，然后他就说了一句话，改变了我的阅读习惯。他说：“我要慢慢念，欣赏他（作者）的写作手法，还有修辞那些。”听了以后，我完全没有话好反击他，也不知道过了多久，直到我对那本书失去兴趣后，他才读完，当然，我到现在都还没有读到那本书，就算在书店看到也不想买。</div><div><br /></div><div>中五时有段时间迷上武侠小说，起因是家里的书都几乎念完了，有些都念了五六遍，再加上那时候父母很少买新书，所以我无聊时在书房找阿找，看到几本金庸的小说，便试试看读。说实在，一开始感觉满闷的，因为金庸的写法较直接，有点硬梆梆的感觉，但随着故事的进展，又觉得紧凑刺激，情节有很多转变，会让你一直想看下去，这时你就会觉得好彩金庸不是一个罗嗦的人，他的一整篇故事，没有一段让我感到多余。不过，金庸的小说我也只看过两个系列，就是[侠客行]和[笑傲江湖]，因为我家里就只有这些。</div><div><br /></div><div>读了金庸后，我尝试读了一本“有年纪”的爱情小说——[星星。月亮。太阳]，这又开启了我阅读的另一盏灯。这本书在我家的时间比我还久，但我从来没有尝试读它。这其中的原因之一很有可能是我初中时念了一些现代的爱情小说：刚开始接触时，觉得还蛮新鲜的，但久了，那些来来去去差不多的情节，典型的男女主角，让我对中文小说感到厌倦和起腻。不过这本“老”书，虽然“老”，但题材对我来说却是新颖的，因为那是我未经历过的年代，改善了我对华文小说的看法。当然后来接触了九把刀的小说也有一些帮助，虽然说他的小说有时候看了觉得呕血又古怪，也有一些让人不舒服的文字画面，不过总的来说，他的书可以说是出众的，至少没有让人感到重复的故事。</div><div><br /><a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"><img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/740/740901gbe1hmkgbf.jpg" width="413" height="341" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>毕业后，我多了很多时间好打发，便到书局买了一些书。其中一些特价书内容可以说是有的没有的。其中一本是关于外星人来到地球所需知道的事，有点类似百科，不过内容蛮无聊，虽然说有很多冷知识，不过真的蛮令人汗颜，怪不得像字典那么厚的书才十块钱。也有一本是关于摇滚的，那是我无聊打发时间或上厕所念的（XD），因为都是一篇一篇或一段一段的文字，我到现在都还没有完全念完。</div><div><br /></div><div>最近我念着的是一本英文侦探型小说——[The Girl who Play with Fire]，这个系列共有三本，这是第二本。第一本我花了一个星期念完，这一本我大概念了2个月了，中间有停了一段时间，最近才重拾。这个系列也算是我阅读的突破，我之前几乎不碰侦探小说，不过读了第一本，感觉还算不错。而且这个系列的作者也透过他写的故事，试图唤醒读者对女权的保护意识，所以我在阅读的同时，也学习了不少知识。</div><div><br /></div><div>我是一个保守的人，安于现状，被动而不爱改变。但毕业后，我尝试接触不同的读物，改变我的阅读习惯，感觉也不错。今天又买了两本英文经典文学，换换口味。我手上还有几本书还没念完，可能是安全感作祟，我喜欢房间里有几本没看过的书，兴致来时随手翻翻看，才不会无聊。</div><div><br /></div><div>长大后，如果有了自己的房子，我想买一个大大的书柜，覆盖一面整墙，然后每星期到书店买一本一本的书慢慢填满，闲来时，便一本一本的看过，打发时间。</div><div><br /><i>书籍开拓了我的眼，我想，我与书的渊源会一直延长到以后。</i><br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-7640490414873117364?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-56400674132587070492011-03-31T06:52:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:18:58.275-07:00When tragedy struck in someone's life around me, I often don't know how to react.<div>Should I say something or do something?</div><div>I have no idea.</div><div>But deep inside,</div><div>I'll pray for you.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-5640067413258707049?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-74312164675974103572011-03-29T03:38:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:28:01.991-07:00Should I make my dream a career or just a hobby?<div><br /></div><div>If I make it my career,</div><div>I'm sure I have to go through a lot.</div><div>But doing what I love is fun...</div><div>But the limitation is another thing..</div><div><br /></div><div>Hmm..</div><div>I guess I still don't have enough courage.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-7431216467597410357?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-54554800272981002662011-03-27T05:04:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:28:01.991-07:00Duh...<div>I'm a terrible person sometimes..</div><div>but what to do..</div><div>That's who I am.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm really sorry.</div><div>I just decide what best for me.</div><div>Sorry for being terribly selfish.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-5455480027298100266?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-25408789853884227492011-03-25T07:42:00.000-07:002011-06-14T09:18:58.275-07:00I got my SPM result already. Well, it's quite good, just not good enough to secure me a scholarship.<div><br /></div><div>This 2 days has been kinda frustrated for me, thinking about ways to further study, applying scholarships and blah blah blah. One thing I can't really stand is getting calls from relatives. Is not that I dislike them, but right now, I just wanna be on my own to figure out my path. </div><div><br /></div><div><b>Now</b> is the tough time for me. I think I got the strenght to go through it, so just believe me and give support. Stop the talking, I afraid I might just snap and say something awful.</div><div><br /></div><div>No matter how things go, I'm sure there'll be a solution. Just keep the faith and live. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-2540878985388422749?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-26060225849618584062011-03-08T19:06:00.000-08:002011-06-14T09:18:58.276-07:00Geez. So SPM result is releasing soon. Well, the actual date has not been confirm but everyone knows the day it comes won't be long.<br /><br />I'm pretty worry about my result. I keep thinking about it most of the time, so it turns out me slacking or doing pointless stuff to keep my mind blank(e.g. watch TV). Still, I can't deny the partial reason of it was my laziness. <span style="font-style:italic;">Hehe</span>. I'm just being improgressive.<div><br /></div><div>So, one of my worries is, what if my result sucks? Well, the worst situation would be I fail to get scholarship and ending up in Form 6. I don't hate Form 6 though, it kinda help me in a way. I don't have to think of the course I wanna take and decide my path that soon. Plus, I get to continue my easy life with my parents. <i>Grin </i>But the problem is, I'm sure my parents and relatives gonna be disappointed. I don't wanna let them down and surely wanna avoid their lectures. My mother has been counting on me to get scholarship so that my family don't have to bear the fees for my education later. I wanna help my family too. But there's also a bigger worry for me if I get the scholarship.</div><div><br /></div><div>I know I shouldn't be worried about this that soon. I'm not even sure I'm going to get a good result but now I'm worrying about getting interview?? I just can't help myself. I'm never the type of people who's good at talking and socializing with people. Instead, I rather lock myself inside my room and spend my time at home alone most of the time. I'm not autistic, just lazy to talk. So just thinking about the questions I may be asked during interviews, I feel like running away. </div><div><br /></div><div>Besides, I haven't set my mind on what course I'm going to take. It's just hard. I got a lot of things I wanna do but a lot of factors to be considered. I also got no confidence in myself too.</div><div><br /></div><div>Argh, don't know<i> la</i>. Just let it be. When the times come, I know I'm going to push myself to decide. By then I hope my family can support me. But now, I just wanna be <b>free</b>. Free from <i>worries</i>.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-2606022584961858406?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-14168439675573115212011-03-05T05:41:00.000-08:002011-06-14T09:18:29.646-07:00<img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyOTkzOTIxOTQyMzYmcHQ9MTI5OTM5MjIwMTU4OCZwPTE4MzkwMSZkPWNoZXJyeWJhbS5jb2*mZz*xJm89OWExOTM2/MTQ3YjY4NDU3NDg5OGI4NTVhMjkyMWIxZDE=.gif" /><a href="http://www.cherrybam.com/" title="Photography Graphics" target="_blank"><br /><img src="http://www.sadmuffin.net/cherrybam/graphics/photography-autumn/autumn019.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />哈咯。=）<br /><br />今天早上被一通电话给吵醒，原来是某教育机构打来的，问我有什么升学打算。说实在的，我到现在还是没有什么计划，就只是在等成绩，看成绩如何再打算。毕竟我只能靠奖学金，成绩不好的话，有再多计划也没用。虽然还是有在找寻自己的方向，但每次确定后不久，又会开始动摇。所以现在，我什么也不想想，只想享受当下，反正天无绝人之路，船到桥头自然直，该发生的还是会发生，该碰上的还是会碰上，我就将我的未来交给命运吧！Aza!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-1416843967557311521?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-2809333230107855592011-03-03T00:39:00.000-08:002011-06-14T09:16:43.659-07:00Finally done editing my blog. Not quite satisfy with the banner yet but I'm kinda helpless without photoshop. Haha.<div><br /></div><div>I went to driving lesson today. Suck at it. Did many mistakes. Ah, don't wanna mention it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Again, just a short post. I need some sleep. Yesterday slept at 2am and woke up at 7am. Between this 4 hours I barely sleep too. I'm too tired to think now. Just wanna play.</div><div><br /></div><div>Bye Bye.</div><div><br /></div><div>___________________________________________________________________</div><div><br /></div><div>Recently been feverish over Bon Jovi and their songs. I just can't help myself. XP</div><div><br /></div><div><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vx2u5uUu3DE?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">This ain't a song for the brokenhearted<br />No silent prayer for the faith departed<br />And I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd<br />You're gonna hear my voice when I shout it out loud<br /><br />It's my life<br />It's now or never<br />I ain't gonna live forever<br />I just wanna live while I'm alive<br /><br />(It's my life)<br />My heart is like an open highway<br />Like Frankie said, "I did it my way"<br />I just wanna live while I'm alive<br />'Cause it's my life<br /><br />This is for the ones who stood their ground<br />For Tommy and Gina who never backed down<br />Tomorrow's getting harder, make no mistake<br />Luck ain't even lucky, gotta make your own breaks<br /><br />It's my life<br />And it's now or never<br />I ain't gonna live forever<br />I just wanna live while I'm alive<br />[| From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/b/bon-jovi-lyrics/it_s-my-life-lyrics.html |]<br /><br />(It's my life)<br />My heart is like an open highway<br />Like Frankie said, "I did it my way"<br />I just wanna live while I'm alive<br />'Cause it's my life<br /><br />You better stand tall<br />When they're calling you out<br />Don't bend, don't break<br />Baby, don't back down<br /><br />It's my life<br />It's now or never<br />'Cause I ain't gonna live forever<br />I just wanna live while I'm alive<br /><br />(It's my life)<br />My heart is like an open highway<br />Like Frankie said, "I did it my way"<br />I just wanna live while I'm alive<br /><br />(It's my life)<br />And it's now or never<br />I ain't gonna live forever<br />I just wanna live while I'm alive<br /><br />(It's my life)<br />My heart is like an open highway<br />Like Frankie said, "I did it my way"<br />I just wanna live while I'm alive<br />'Cause it's my life!</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-280933323010785559?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892517017451951970.post-80913274723576111492011-02-27T04:50:00.000-08:002011-06-14T09:28:01.992-07:00<a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"><img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1295/1295167rh58k3u4bz.gif" width=288 height=420 border=0></a><br><br /><br /><div>Ha, so empty. I guess this is the fifth time I reset my blog(I don't remember exactly).</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, new skin , new avatar, new post, new me. I haven't blog much lately, nothing much to share, lazy too. Hmmm..</div><div><br /></div><div>Tomorrow still got driving lesson and it's quite late now. Bye.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892517017451951970-8091327472357611149?l=junmindeworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04260475326895154759noreply@blogger.com0