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Friday, May 23, 2008 
Havent been here for quite a while

Just want have to vent....

Fucking LDQ!
Why you son of bitch did not die in the earthquake? but I know , your years are enough and if fortunatly, you will hit by a car or something else and I can pretty sure about is that you fuckin' bitch will have a very misreable end..Guess what,you have my corse~Buddaha bless you~

anyway ~ I wanna a stable relationship~the moument I ..Whatever...there s nothing need 2 mention abt

happliy ever after?hope God is in awe of me

Thursday, December 27, 2007 

this is my vergin english blog~let me do it simple(^¡£^)(*^o^)(^£Ï^)

Sunday, October 21, 2007 
Sitin' from the computer,listenin'to the "rainbow song" sound track

I myself sleepy.......

Sunday, August 26, 2007 
Fuck the school
Fuck the educational system
Fuck Gao , you son of a bitch left me alone in this fuckin' SISU
Fuck the summer holiday,fuck it,my last summer holiday
Fuck the fuckin' fuck!
Saturday, August 04, 2007 
Back

Home  ,  sweet home






Monday, July 30, 2007 
Over,I thought this would be the end
Who knows,who cares 

Over and over again,again and again and again
never feel tired,I hate this perseverence

Over the rainbow,somewhere

Sunday, July 15, 2007 
I am sick,so sick that I cant breathe anymore
I know I 've screwed them up,everytime I tried to hold on thoes I pushed too much
I told them I dun like the a clingy relationship,but I meant physically,not mentally
I like people,I hate people, I set my life in them ,and live alone
I sleep with my pillow in the double bed,I 've never been afraid of anything but the thunder
I used to this lonelyness for a long time , and just when I thought I would be like this all my life
                                                you showed up
You looked at me like I am naked,like the older discerned the new born baby
You showed me the life you were in,and held back the secrets
You told if you were born earlier we meant to be the couple,but you were unable to turn the sacple and the time
You said there is a generation gap between us,you could not communicated with me
You traveled alone,you had a fight with someone,your family problems,your career problems
                                              I always the last one to know
I am stupid,I asked too much that you were unble to give
I am foolish,I pushed too much , although ,I thought it just mean I care about you
I am idiotic,I imagined too much,finally,I am just  a passing traveller in your life
I am spoony,I beggded too much,and bring this relationship to the end
                                             you, the winner
                                             I, the conciliative loser in this elimination game








                        







Wednesday, July 11, 2007 
              


                                                   


                                                               Great





 
Thursday, July 05, 2007 
  

                  







Bach   Piano  Sorrow  Dondon  Lost   Finals  Love   Desperate  Hope  Friend  Away  Alone  Way  Disappear  Crossroad  Anesthesia  Vodka  Cigarette  Alot
                                        


                                                  Why  What  How

                                          'Cause I am not good enough
                                          'Cause I am not mature enough
                                          'Cause I  am not old enough
                                                               


                                                                So

 GRE  Strong  Faith  America  France  Wish  Age Time Wrinkle Sex  Love     Fantasy  Perseverance Snail  Eagle  Pyramid  Soul  Body  Empty  Eye Teardrop
                                                                


                                                                Yes

                                 My Soul is empty and that is the way I survival
                                           

                      


Wednesday, July 04, 2007 




Creepin' in  Oicq,waitin' 4 the one I creeped 4 in the morning

But, just but , only left  the morning samba

which I dance with myself

You say "I'd rather dance with you "

I know the following sentence"than talk to you"

I just so curious about your life,not the past,I am totally not interested.
but the way you hold it ,the thing we called life in your hand,so mysterious.
and I am so sorry about that thing.....I am such an idiot.Cant help thinkin' the first dinner we spend together,I have soooo many words wanna tell you ,but I promise, I wouldnt say anything,just like a friend~all the musics, all the movies,oh ,come on!those fuckin, stuffs!that is what I wanna talk 2,not the relationship!Have you ever thought about that?I cant imagine I would have any crush on you,ever,never!just gimme a little faith I would have  a chance 2 be your friend,at least ,I am eager 2 take a shoot!
Okay ,I murmured again to myself,on this fuckin' blog nobody cares about.




The morning samba turned into the afternoon Jazz,and ridiculously, all of these turned out to be an evening funeral music!