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    February 09

    Promises

    Last night, I saw the Japanese movie "Ten promises with my doggy".
    I'm sure I'm the one who is keen on dogs, and what's more, I'm fond of cute little girls.
     
     
     
    I've got a feeling of fast heartbeat, for the lovely doggy and the cute girl, but what's really important is the trust and love between them.
    Then I was deeply impressed by the parents of MINGLI, the girl.  It gives me the instructions on how to be a good and kind parent:
    Spend time to stay with your children, listen to them, talk to them, share with them, love and care about them,
    never look down upon them but praise and encourage them, trust them,
    help them and create the opportunities and environments for their development.
    Treat them like your friends and you are equal.
    Remember you are the very example for your kids.
    I'd say those are the promises you should always keep in mind and stick to for a lifetime!
    You should better commit yourself to those tips.
    In facet, take a sincerely attitude with the people around you as long as they are the ones you like and cherish.
    July 30

    A lonely hiker

    www.inmagine.com_A lonely hiker walking on a sand dune
    I do not want what I haven t got ----by O'connor Sinead
    I'm walking through the desert
       And I am not frightened although it's hot
           I have all that I requested
               And I do not want what I haven't got
                   I have learned this from my mother
                       See how happy she has made me
                           I will take this road much further
                              Though I know not where it takes me
                                  I have water for my journey
                                      I have bread and I have wine
                                         No longer will I be hungry
                                             For the bread of life is mine
                                                 I saw a navy blue bird
                                                     I walked on and I learned later
                                                         That this navy blue bird was me
                                                             I returned a paler blue bird
                                                                 And this is the advice they gave me
                                                                     "You must not try to be too pure
                                                                          You must fly closer to the sea"
                                                                               So I'm walking through the desert
                                                                                   And I am not frightened although it's hot
                                                                                        I have all that I requested
                                                                                             And I do not want what I haven't got

                                                             I am a lonely hiker in a cold desert...
                                                   I am worn out...
    July 28

    Time to go

    I feel lost,
    It feels like the freezing winter although it is hot now in July.
    The Olympics is around the cornor, the ID card has been issued, the list of part of the staff has been printed and it is almost the time to go.
    However, my heart is still lingering around here.
    I am not sure if I am doing what I should be doing, cos I feel like an idiot, an outsider and a failure.
    Inactive as I am, it seems that they treat me in a different way.
    I feel tired, of the Games, of the simple boring routines and of myself too.
    I feel disappointed with what I have done...
    When I recall the meeting with my colleagues the week before last, I felt and feel embarrassed. In their eyes, I am not a member of their entity now. They came here for their happy trips paid by our college, but they didn't even mention it to me. In their eyes, I am far far away from their circle now. In their eyes, I could see their untrustfulness and even envy. They came, they stayed and they left within such a brief spell...that's what they think. I feel kicked off.
    However, that's a shit I would not care about, I believe I will go back and make efforts to fulfil my duties both here and back home.
    However, what makes me lost and upset most is the indifference.
    As I always believe in and insist on, I desire for a sort of true consolation and peace, but I do not want to have more, just a little bit of them. Thus, I am true to my friend, and try to do all I can to make friend happy, but the fact usually goes against me. The more sincere I am, the more pressure I am causing and the more indifferent my pal would like to choose to be. Good intentions may create bad endings.
    Peace and warmth, aren't they nothing but luxuries?
     
    I feel totally lost... 
     
    July 27

    Eastward

    One station after another, west to east, near to afar, time after time, struggle by struggle,
    I got myself crystal with these stations. In the crowded, stuffy and smelly subway, I do not feel annoyed, quite the other way, I feel easy, relaxed and peaceful, cos I know where I am heading for and what I am doing now. Every time on board the subway, I have a heart of hope.
     
    I do not fear the distance, but I do fear the cold.
    I do not mind the distance on my route, but I do mind the distance on the mind.
    Things often change and people can't help transforming,
    It all has to be approaching an end, rather similar to my trip back home after the happy hours are over.
    Eastward is filled with expectancy, but westward is full of sadness,
    although everything true has been done and every effort has been made...
     
    Many sayings go,
    All that glitters is not always gold,
    All that looks smart turns out to be fragile.
    What did I do wrong?
    Upset and frustrated are the words that I choose to describe how I feel now.
     
    Feel like weeping. 
    July 26

    Dilemma

    In one's life, there exist all sorts of shitty obstacles and complex situations which put one in big trouble,
    I'm at present facing a real dilemma which seems no way out for me, but I have to make a choice.
     
    Joe1 
     
    Therefore, I have to think about it all, have to make a hard choice...
                             忠孝难两全
                          熊掌和鱼不可兼得
                         老妈和老婆不可两救
                         金钱和时间不能两顾
                         智慧和美貌难以双有
                               ......
     
    Joe2
     
    It's painful. Too much pressure on my heart.
    Alternative? Decision? Confusion? Failure? Would u just give me a break? A little time to think?
    I'm almost on the verge of collapse...
    July 24

    Ecstacy

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    Ecstacy, ecstacy, ecstatic, ecstaticism...
    I've been here for over three months already.
    Although it is such a new working environment, I've been accustomed to it all, and even adjusted just right! On weekdays I am usually busy with my assigenments with no time to think of anything else.
    However, weekends seem a total horror, so much so that I feel kind of real loss. I didn't use to be worried about and give a damn to loneliness at all for all the time I have passed. It turned out that deep in my weak heart, I am as delicate and isolated as my old self. I sometimes find some chores to fill in my emptiness, but whilst handling those things, my mind is still in tension.
    Friends or classmates in the fucking city, what in the world are they doing? 
    Loneliness? Isolation? Helplessness? Confusion?...Mixing up...
    A man who never be defeated by nothingness is now being tortured by mindsickness. Don't know why? I wonder about some matters and some people--what I've been fed up with is what I should actually undertake here?
    Is it true that I tried everything to crteat a close tie with whom I truly value just out of loneliness?
    My id shakes head.
    What the hell? Where's the superego? It appears in a drifting way and reckons for me, smiling, saying, "Hi, man, you're great, cool, though, but most important, you are too pure and simple, but you shall be true to what you value..."
    Yep! It suddenly occurred to me... that it all proves to be metamorphosis or even nirvana?????
    No, definitely--sure I say.
    The moment I attended that evening arrangement meeting, I felt a little bit different about it. The first impression was keen. And with the time, until finally I adventured to aquire the english addressee, I felt I've been on the way to gradual comfort and excitement.
    But wait, the point should be made clear--I am not at all evilly or selfishly intended! I can seriously swear!
    What I've got from the relation is true mental warmth and comfort. I do not need sympathy. I do not intend to desire.
    What? Do I bring joy or dissatisfaction or just trouble? I keeping asking myself...
    "A Grace person", which I intensely adore, fully describes the keen personality and potentials and charm.
    Am I awfully emotional or foolish, thus resulting in just withdraws. -- if that's so, it goes right!
    Anyway, I do cherish the luck and the chat, cos it gave me the rare chance to talk and exchange with the person in some common! It is commonness and sharing that makes friendship. How lucky I am to get a pal like that!
    I really wanna do something in return for the chance that I was granted.
    However, on the other side--Am I offensive? Am I insane?
    Anyway, I attach great importance to the rare friendship, and accordingly I truly wish to do all I can to make sure my pals are in happiness, with all of it not to be forced upon either side.
    Peace of mind...
    Possiblly? Is it a luxury? If happiness comes along with no disturbance, I'll surely stay much away...
    If happiness goes hand in hand with ease and resonance, I do wish to hold it tight.
    ...Such a coward...What  nuts! 
    What a messy life I am living and I have been going through.
     
    Time will tell what should be told.
    And time kills when no resolution is worked out.

            It's  more  like     the  feeling  of      taking  ecstacy  . . .


    July 18

    An Unforgetable Night

    In this unfamiliar and unintimate world, life in here proves definitely unusual.
    An uncommon being is doomed to meet and get acquainted with another uncommon being.
    When they meet, commonness, as the timeclock clicks, gradually grows stronger and stronger.
    It's not the luck but the lucency that falls down upon whatever the uncommonness intended to be.
    It's the sense of sharing that counts and also the sharing that enhances the minds and the winds.
    Here it goes, when Prince Caspian's sharp and hesitant eyes catches the Queen's sure and vigilant eyes,
    all in that moment, the whole inside bursts like the volcanoes.
    Centuries apart, though, nothing's gonna possibly stop the advance of time and affection.
    In the Night, a busy night, but a quiet mind, and a peaceful atmosphere,
    Let it be, let it be as gentle as the spring breeze in the summer night;
    Let it grow, let it grow as strong as the summer sunshine in the winter day;
    Let it turn into  the heart of everything natural, innocent, unique, and whatever the like,
    With no disguise, pretense, hypocrisy, worldiness, regretfulness, or depression. 
    Transiency fades away, but permanency of heartbeat is here sound to stay!

    It's like the touching tune--THE  CALL  (Regina Spektor)
    It started out as a feeling
    Which then grew into a hope
    Which then turned into a quiet thought
    Which then turned into a quiet word

    And then that word grew louder and louder
    'Til it was a battle cry
    I'll come back
    When you call me
    No need to say goodbye

    Just because everything's changing
    Doesn't mean it's never been this way before
    All you can do is try to know who your friends are
    As you head off to the war

    Pick a star on the dark horizon
    And follow the light
    You'll come back when it's over
    No need to say goodbye

    You'll come back when it's over
    No need to say goodbye

    Now we're back to the beginning
    It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
    But just because they can't feel it too
    Doesn't mean that you have to forget

    Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
    'Til they're before your eyes
    You'll come back
    When they call you
    No need to say goodbye

    You'll come back
    When they call you
    No need to say goodbye

    RUSH, RUSH, RUSH

    THUR  07/03/2008

     

    11:03  Bad news--it was urgent
    11:30  Quick lunch--phone calls--more breathtaking--restless
    12:25  Leave approved
    12:35  Ticket booked--phone calls--brief goodbye to bros
    13:02  Taxi—ZHENGYI Rd—JINBAO St—NANXIAOJIE—Dorm      

    —CHAOYANGMEN—NORTH 4TH RING—AIRPORT EXPW—T2 --
               Check in—Security—Gate 31--phone calls--waiting lounge--
    15:35  Boarding—CZ3138(CHN SOUTHERN AIRLINES)
    16:02  Taking off----contemplating, anxious, frustrated
    17:45  Landing
    17:55  Called home

    18:02  Shuttle bus

              No matter what the results would be,

              I am sure and safe in the knowledge that I have some people whom I really love and care about.           

              Painful be it, I should have to take it all and try all I can to cope...

    A Little Sentiment

            音乐对心灵的震撼有时大大超越语言文字。

            浪漫的时候,最想与心爱的人相伴,分享着那个平静而又幸福的时刻;

            悲伤的时候,很想独处,不愿将忧郁传染给爱人,自己一点一点慢慢疗伤,

             无论怎样,要让自己看到关爱和希望!