<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:15:03.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving music</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-341052602313137381</id><published>2008-12-14T21:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:25:43.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NYCO CAMP TMR!!!! :DDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-5380817854733314676</id><published>2008-12-13T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:44:48.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>噢天啊！番茄发芽了！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279486565121332178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SUSBDx6BE9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/-ZekYHE-d48/s320/%E5%8F%91%E8%8A%BD%E7%9A%84%E7%95%AA%E8%8C%843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279486267811410674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/5380817854733314676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/12/ddd.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SUSBDx6BE9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/-ZekYHE-d48/s72-c/%E5%8F%91%E8%8A%BD%E7%9A%84%E7%95%AA%E8%8C%843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-2435850177112272327</id><published>2008-12-10T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:17:29.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found my old specs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea...it's damn old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i threw it away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's still in my drawer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up quite early today, 6am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't sleep anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had this terrible weird dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLM called me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think he's crazy la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said tt he was packing luggages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea...i know u r going to beijing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but plz la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 10.45pm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so what if u r packing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean what do u expect me to do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't do anything??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's good tt u get to go beijing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must take more photos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of ppl went there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have done for the past few LONG HOURS have irritated me incessantly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prac 良宵 for that 汇报 during next week's co camp!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nearly dropped my erhu this morning!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm reckless yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i haven't been prac piano for a really long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must go prac now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheese&lt;3!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-2435850177112272327?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/2435850177112272327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=2435850177112272327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2435850177112272327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2435850177112272327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/12/oooooo-i-found-my-old-specs-muahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-5803396645063131997</id><published>2008-12-08T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T03:07:35.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aww...shijia is in beijing now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my concert mate is gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sounds wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really freezing in beijing now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least she can get to 冷一下!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish singapore can snow!!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's nvr possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream on ba***&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she must enjoy herself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss u!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u come back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll go concerts together again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit tt the hc concert is really nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'exploring'... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept vry vry vry late last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i was listening to orchestra music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;co camp is coming soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's 汇报!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm incharge of sec 1 汇报...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must find intro abt that piece 良宵...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww...not sweet at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it meant to be a cheerful and happy piece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but e way we r playing it is like...er...sad...droopy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er...did i use e right word&gt;&lt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u i prac 良宵 on my kaoji day like crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so e piece is vry 腻了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOUNDS EXTREMELY BORING...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking foward to it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CO CAMP ROCKS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BANANA ROCKS EVEN MORE!!! :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-5803396645063131997?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/5803396645063131997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=5803396645063131997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/5803396645063131997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/5803396645063131997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/12/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-2750647805943859333</id><published>2008-12-08T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T02:57:00.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;朝花夕拾&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;从百草园到三味书屋 · 鲁迅&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我家的后面有一个很大的园，相传叫作百草园。现在是早已并屋子一起卖给朱文公的子孙了，连那最末次的相见也已经隔了七八年，其中似乎确凿只有一些野草 ；但那时却是我的乐园。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不必说碧绿的菜畦，光滑的石井栏，高大的皂荚树，紫红的桑椹；也不必说鸣 蝉在树叶里长吟，肥胖的黄蜂伏在菜花上，轻捷的叫天子（云雀）忽然从草间直窜 向云霄里去了。单是周围的短短的泥墙根一带，就有无限趣味。油蛉在这里低唱， 蟋蟀们在这里弹琴。翻开断砖来，有时会遇见蜈蚣；还有斑蝥，倘若用手指按住它 的脊梁，便会拍的一声，从后窍喷出一阵烟雾。何首乌藤和木莲藤缠络着，木莲有 莲房一般的果实，何首乌有拥肿的根。有人说，何首乌根是有象人形的，吃了便可 以成仙，我于是常常拔它起来，牵连不断地拔起来，也曾因此弄坏了泥墙，却从来 没有见过有一块根象人样。如果不怕刺，还可以摘到覆盆子，象小珊瑚珠攒成的小 球，又酸又甜，色味都比桑椹要好得远。 　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;长的草里是不去的，因为相传这园里有一条很大的赤练蛇。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;长妈妈曾经讲给我一个故事听：先前，有一个读书人住在古庙里用功，晚间， 在院子里纳凉的时候，突然听到有人在叫他。答应着，四面看时，却见一个美女的 脸露在墙头上，向他一笑，隐去了。他很高兴；但竟给那走来夜谈的老和尚识破了 机关。说他脸上有些妖气，一定遇见“美女蛇”了；这是人首蛇身的怪物，能唤人 名，倘一答应，夜间便要来吃这人的肉的。他自然吓得要死，而那老和尚却道无妨 ，给他一个小盒子，说只要放在枕边，便可高枕而卧。他虽然照样办，却总是睡不 着，——当然睡不着的。到半夜，果然来了，沙沙沙！门外象是风雨声。他正抖作 一团时，却听得豁的一声，一道金光从枕边飞出，外面便什么声音也没有了，那金 光也就飞回来，敛在盒子里。后来呢？后来，老和尚说，这是飞蜈蚣，它能吸蛇的 脑髓，美女蛇就被它治死了。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结末的教训是：所以倘有陌生的声音叫你的名字，你万不可答应他。　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这故事很使我觉得做人之险，夏夜乘凉，往往有些担心，不敢去看墙上，而且 极想得到一盒老和尚那样的飞蜈蚣。走到百草园的草丛旁边时，也常常这样想。但 直到现在，总还没有得到，但也没有遇见过赤练蛇和美女蛇。叫我名字的陌生声音 自然是常有的，然而都不是美女蛇。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冬天的百草园比较的无味；雪一下，可就两样了。拍雪人（将自己的全形印在 雪上）和塑雪罗汉需要人们鉴赏，这是荒园，人迹罕至，所以不相宜，只好来捕鸟 。薄薄的雪，是不行的；总须积雪盖了地面一两天，鸟雀们久已无处觅食的时候才 好。扫开一块雪，露出地面，用一支短棒支起一面大的竹筛来，下面撒些秕谷，棒上系一条长绳，人远远地牵着，看鸟雀下来啄食，走到竹筛底下的时候，将绳子一 拉，便罩住了。但所得的是麻雀居多，也有白颊的“张飞鸟”，性子很躁，养不过夜的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是闰土的父亲所传授的方法，我却不大能用。明明见它们进去了，拉了绳， 跑去一看，却什么都没有，费了半天力，捉住的不过三四只。闰土的父亲是小半天 便能捕获几十只，装在叉袋里叫着撞着的。我曾经问他得失的缘由，他只静静地笑 道：你太性急，来不及等它走到中间去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不知道为什么家里的人要将我送进书塾里去了，而且还是全城中称为最严厉 的书塾。也许是因为拔何首乌毁了泥墙罢，也许是因为将砖头抛到间壁的梁家去了 罢，也许是因为站在石井栏上跳下来罢，……都无从知道。总而言之：我将不能常 到百草园了。Ａｄｅ，我的蟋蟀们！Ａｄｅ，我的覆盆子们和木莲们！ 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;出门向东，不上半里，走过一道石桥，便是我的先生的家了。从一扇黑油的竹 门进去，第三间是书房。中间挂着一块扁道：三味书屋；扁下面是一幅画，画着一 只很肥大的梅花鹿伏在古树下。没有孔子牌位，我们便对着那扁和鹿行礼。第一次 算是拜孔子，第二次算是拜先生。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二次行礼时，先生便和蔼地在一旁答礼。他是一个高而瘦的老人，须发都花 白了，还戴着大眼镜。我对他很恭敬，因为我早听到，他是本城中极方正，质朴， 博学的人。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知从那里听来的，东方朔也很渊博，他认识一种虫，名曰“怪哉”，冤气所 化，用酒一浇，就消释了。我很想详细地知道这故事，但阿长是不知道的，因为她 毕竟不渊博。现在得到机会了，可以问先生。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“先生，‘怪哉’这虫，是怎么一回事？……”我上了生书，将要退下来的时 候，赶忙问。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“不知道！”他似乎很不高兴，脸上还有怒色了。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我才知道做学生是不应该问这些事的，只要读书，因为他是渊博的宿儒，决不至于不知道，所谓不知道者，乃是不愿意说。年纪比我大的人，往往如此，我遇见 过好几回了。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我就只读书，正午习字，晚上对课。先生最初这几天对我很严厉，后来却好起来了，不过给我读的书渐渐加多，对课也渐渐地加上字去，从三言到五言，终于到 七言。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三味书屋后面也有一个园，虽然小，但在那里也可以爬上花坛去折腊梅花，在 地上或桂花树上寻蝉蜕。最好的工作是捉了苍蝇喂蚂蚁，静悄悄地没有声音。然而 同窗们到园里的太多，太久，可就不行了，先生在书房里便大叫起来：—— 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“人都到那里去了？” 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人们便一个一个陆续走回去；一同回去，也不行的。他有一条戒尺，但是不常 用，也有罚跪的规矩，但也不常用，普通总不过瞪几眼，大声道：—— 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“读书！” 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是大家放开喉咙读一阵书，真是人声鼎沸。有念“仁远乎哉我欲仁斯仁至矣 ”的，有念“笑人齿缺曰狗窦大开”的，有念“上九潜龙勿用”的，有念“厥土下 上上错厥贡苞茅橘柚”的……先生自己也念书。后来，我们的声音便低下去，静下 去了，只有他还大声朗读着：—— 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“铁如意，指挥倜傥，一座皆惊呢——；金叵罗，颠倒淋漓噫，千杯未醉嗬——……” 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我疑心这是极好的文章，因为读到这里，他总是微笑起来，而且将头仰起，摇 着，向后面拗过去，拗过去。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;先生读书入神的时候，于我们是很相宜的。有几个便用纸糊的盔甲套在指甲上 做戏。我是画画儿，用一种叫作“荆川纸”的，蒙在小说的绣像上一个个描下来， 象习字时候的 影写一样。读的书多起来，画的画也多起来；书没有读成，画的成绩 却不少了，最成片断的是《荡寇志》和《西游记》的绣像，都有一大本。后来，因 为要钱用，卖给一个有钱的同窗了。他的父亲是开锡箔店的；听说现在自己已经做 了店主，而且快要升到绅士的地位了。这东西早已没有了罢。 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;九月十八日&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;这是我非常喜爱的一篇散文...出自鲁迅先生之笔...他的写作手法实在是美丽...大家不妨一起欣赏吧!!!! :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-2750647805943859333?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-1777785596713678360</id><published>2008-12-04T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T00:01:47.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEARIE SHIJIA!!!!! :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx for being such a great friend all this while. u r really amazing!!! haha!!! it's really fun going out with u...to concerts or whateva...i know u r really pissed off when i buzz u with bananas!! haha!!! but they really rocks!!! yea!!! u r 14!!!! congrats!!! having a happy time in beijing!!! enjoy urself!!! wish u a happy happy 14 birthday!!! enjoy ur HERSHEYS!!!! cheese and bananas!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;may all ur wonderful wishes come true!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove,&lt;br /&gt;[:shichen:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-1777785596713678360?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/1777785596713678360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=1777785596713678360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1777785596713678360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1777785596713678360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-dearie-shijia-ddd-thx.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-3900509042029825716</id><published>2008-12-04T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:55:35.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/STjeUHKJwdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/2qYX-OdLgnY/s1600-h/banana_art_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276211400564916690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-480970312316669550</id><published>2008-12-04T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:43:46.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday... shi jia and i went to watch the hwa chong symphonic band...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's damn nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually supposed to meet shijia in the library at 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrible rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuck at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course i have umbrellas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate going out on such a terrible rainy weather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry shijia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so arrived like late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx god the library was not closed yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we manage to borrow books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we r the last two to leave the library...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's vry scary in there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos it was supposed to be closed at 5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the lights were switched off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so eerie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after then, we took bus to thai noodles and had dinner there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fabulous food yea....&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went wif shijia to buy her birthday treats!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERSHEYS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liwei came to pick us at e hwa gate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sch's big yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually we called her to ask where the audi is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and which gate do we go in frm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said one stop after ny bus stop and a red gate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actualy it's 2 stops after ny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we manage to get there early and get a pretty nice spot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good view!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the music are damn nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shijia and i was waving to xinyi and clar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they saw us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course they can't wave back cos they are not supposed to do that on stage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know they are really happy!!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the comperes were damn funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of them even forgot what he's going to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was like:"hmm...give me a moment..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like going to laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was searching through his cards in his hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but luckily he managed to find it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed the concert vry much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheeeeeeeeeeeese!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current music: i love bananas!!! haha shi jia u know why!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-480970312316669550?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/480970312316669550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=480970312316669550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/480970312316669550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/480970312316669550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-7172955726555169385</id><published>2008-11-29T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T16:53:19.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea...kaoji is over!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean it's over long time ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like 2 days yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's generally alright la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except that bloddy zong he lian xi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i play fast like crzy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that examiner damn super nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's an elderly lady!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she so nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's e definition of being nice??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST NICE LOR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retard plssss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently music playing: slacking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i can stop erhu for awhile la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ysd annabelle came to my house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had lots of fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i hope we cld haf fun like tt everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's never possible!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT CLASS OUTING !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prob on the 26!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at espl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be so much fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post shall be short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheese!!! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-7172955726555169385?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/7172955726555169385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=7172955726555169385' 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type='html'>this is damn hilarious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273532478977520706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SS9Z2WjwtEI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Fa_l8Ss-Z6I/s320/070126_eng_fallsm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally, I’ve always been in the habit of falling down carefully, though I do have problems getting the antiskid mat under me before I hit the floor. I had no idea my attention is warm, I’m glad this has been brought to my……attention. Try: Danger! Slippery Floor Please walk on the anti-skid mats. Sent in by STOMPer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://english.stomp.com.sg/english/articleList.jsp?month=1&amp;amp;year=2007&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;http://english.stomp.com.sg/english/articleList.jsp?month=1&amp;amp;year=2007&amp;amp;page=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-4242429773798040687?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/4242429773798040687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=4242429773798040687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/4242429773798040687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/4242429773798040687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-damn-hilarious-personally-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SS9Z2WjwtEI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Fa_l8Ss-Z6I/s72-c/070126_eng_fallsm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-9114879026916898038</id><published>2008-11-25T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T02:26:18.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's co was TERRIBLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem ahem....coughcough....&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can2ge1 was alright!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in  fact VRY GOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i died in the hands of CHUN1!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then mrs ee was like:"一个一个来吧!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WORSE OF ALL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS E FIRST ONE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so deprssing loh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was trying my BEST OF E BEST to make my 音as准as possible....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however...she frowned!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我没有练啦!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our whole xianyue zu died in 春!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must jiayou!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today xiaozu...we 连like crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really 佩服wang jia for her extreme patience coaching us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea...she a VRY GOOD asl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n queenie walked in wif her fren frm guzheng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said we must buck up...cos SYF nxt yr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then everybody must do their best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"贴弦，大力，音准!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know she's saying all this for our OWN GOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...bb...going for dinner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheese!!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u all my dars!!! &gt;&lt;(:(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-9114879026916898038?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/9114879026916898038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=9114879026916898038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/9114879026916898038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/9114879026916898038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/11/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-todays-co-was.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-5961989995426382875</id><published>2008-11-21T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:02:14.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.What Is Your Full Name?&lt;br /&gt;[:shichen:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Do You Like Your First Name?&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE!! i respect it as well!! (:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.How Long Have You Like The Person You Like?&lt;br /&gt;14 yrs...i love my parents since e day i was born!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Have You Kiss Anyone Before?&lt;br /&gt;Yes,my parents!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Did You Cry Today?&lt;br /&gt;Almost did :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What Are You Doing In The Morning 8Am?&lt;br /&gt;doing exercises!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What Are You Doing An Hour Ago?&lt;br /&gt;Bathing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What Are You Currently Doing?&lt;br /&gt;erm...doing this quiz obviously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Who Last Texted You A Message?&lt;br /&gt;CLM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Have You Told Anyone You Love Him,Today?&lt;br /&gt;NAH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Do You Miss Anyone Now?&lt;br /&gt;yep...my dad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Any Plans For Tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;yes!! prac erhu for e whole day!! exam on nxt fri!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What Was The Reason Behind The Last Time You Cried?&lt;br /&gt;sth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Is There Anyone You Wanna Be With Now?&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE!!! XO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Have You Kissed With Anyone Whose Name Start with J?&lt;br /&gt;Nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Name Someone who Made You Smile Today?&lt;br /&gt;same person who last text me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Name A Friend That Name Starts With Z?&lt;br /&gt;zenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Which Of Your Friend Stay Closes To You?&lt;br /&gt;er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Do You Prefer To Call Or Text?&lt;br /&gt;call!!! (:(:(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Was Yesterday Better Than Today?&lt;br /&gt;er...same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Can You Live A Day Without Your Tv And Your Phone?&lt;br /&gt;er...i can't live without a phone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Are You Mad About Anything Now?&lt;br /&gt;YES!!! in fact for a no of days!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Do You Hate Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;ER... i don't hate ppl easily... rather i shldn't be hating anyone... christian shld not learn to hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Last Person You Visit In The Hospital?&lt;br /&gt;er...i dun rem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.When Is Your Last And Second Last Hug?&lt;br /&gt;er...frm xinyuan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.What Does Your Last Msg In Your Inbox?&lt;br /&gt;w8...i'll call u 2 min later!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.How Do You Feel About Your Life Now?&lt;br /&gt;I HAF YET TO FULFILL MY DREAMS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Do You Hate Anyone Now?&lt;br /&gt;Nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Last Person You Called?&lt;br /&gt;DADDY!!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Who Usually Send You The Most Text In A Month?&lt;br /&gt;er...idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Is Your Room Messy Now?&lt;br /&gt;no no no... my mum wants it to be always clean!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Your Shortest Relationship?&lt;br /&gt;er...idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Who Do You Look Like?&lt;br /&gt;DADDY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-5961989995426382875?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/5961989995426382875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=5961989995426382875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/5961989995426382875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/5961989995426382875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-8723122865251308968</id><published>2008-11-16T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:48:33.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayokay!! shijia!! i'll upload the photos!!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is me and xiuyi!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xuiyi so cute right?? XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269526689080496386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SSEemsUVUQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/sXLhYzyML1g/s320/10-11-08_2015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yixuan,me,liwei,sining and shijia&gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm...i wonder what's everyone doing!!?? (:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269527380473185714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SSEfO79MhbI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XhVqo2QEhOQ/s320/10-11-08_2033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;char chio bu and me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269528136186843266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SSEf67NX0II/AAAAAAAAAJU/IfN5jRkAYOY/s320/10-11-08_2034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem...anyone noe these two retards?? =.= haa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269528750188709858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SSEgeqi0x-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/sTVHIsD0zCI/s320/10-11-08_1908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pearlyn and me!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269529072015186930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SSEgxZcPG_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/sEqCc00CKI4/s320/10-11-08_1910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm too lazy to upload more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...全身腰酸背痛!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance is killing me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway...i noe it's 值得的!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haf to endure!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must not 半途而废!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's all for todae!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheese!! &gt;&lt; :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-8723122865251308968?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/8723122865251308968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=8723122865251308968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/8723122865251308968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/8723122865251308968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/11/okayokay-shijia-ill-upload-photos-ddd.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SSEemsUVUQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/sXLhYzyML1g/s72-c/10-11-08_2015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-5794812580358085921</id><published>2008-11-14T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T20:19:17.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SR5NkwRsG-I/AAAAAAAAAIo/oHBHO3AclAQ/s1600-h/Apple.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268733907899784162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 61px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 67px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SR5NkwRsG-I/AAAAAAAAAIo/oHBHO3AclAQ/s320/Apple.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an apple a day keeps the doctor away... true...:DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-5794812580358085921?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/5794812580358085921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=5794812580358085921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/5794812580358085921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/5794812580358085921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/11/apple-day-keeps-doctor-away.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SR5NkwRsG-I/AAAAAAAAAIo/oHBHO3AclAQ/s72-c/Apple.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-7664237924473930284</id><published>2008-11-13T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:30:01.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tagged by qianyi chio bu. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 people you can think of( well i shall not pass the quiz...hmm...i'll just name ppl that i can think of!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. annabelle&lt;br /&gt;02. shirley&lt;br /&gt;03. zheyu&lt;br /&gt;04. raymond&lt;br /&gt;05. carmen&lt;br /&gt;06. shijia&lt;br /&gt;07. ryan&lt;br /&gt;08. xin yuan&lt;br /&gt;09. daryl&lt;br /&gt;10. felicia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 06 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;erm...she's single la...:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 09 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;MALE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If 07 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;ERM...wow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 02 studying abt?&lt;br /&gt;same thing as me la...or she might be learning super advanced stuffs!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you have a chat with 01?&lt;br /&gt;3 min ago...she's qif me NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music band does 08 likes?&lt;br /&gt;hmm...i know u like J-POP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 01 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;yup!! 2 elder brothers!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you woo 03?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA...of course not...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about 04?&lt;br /&gt;NONONONO WAY!!! :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 07 single?&lt;br /&gt;NOT LIKELY...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the surname of 05?&lt;br /&gt;SIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the hobby of 10?&lt;br /&gt;erm...is it reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is 02 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;RGS...:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk abt sth casually abt 01.&lt;br /&gt;haha...singing in the bathroom...that's what she's doing now!! i can hear it!!! shh...:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 06 live?&lt;br /&gt;somewhere in singapore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour does 04 like?&lt;br /&gt;erm...blue i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are 05 and 01 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;erm...they r vry good frens!!! :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 01 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;yup!! a cute Charles Spaniel!!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 07 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;ahem!! coughcough...&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-7664237924473930284?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/7664237924473930284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=7664237924473930284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/7664237924473930284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/7664237924473930284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-by-qianyi-chio-bu.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-3452456045382683961</id><published>2008-11-13T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:09:11.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you break her heart - [ the pain NEVER really goes away ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she misses you - [ she's hurting inside ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she says its over - [ she STILL wants you to be hers ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she re-posts this bulletin - [ she wants you to read it ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she walks away from you mad - [ Follow her]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she stare's at your mouth - [ Kiss her ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she pushes you or hit's you - [ Grab her and don’t let go ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she starts cursing at you - [ Kiss her and tell her you love her ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she ignores you - [ Give her your attention]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she pulls away - [ Pull her back ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you see her at her worst - [ Tell her she's beautiful ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you see her start crying - [Just hold her and don’t say a word ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you see her walking - [ Sneak up and hug her waist from behind ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she's scared - [ Protect her ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she lays her head on your shoulder - [ Tilt her head up and kiss her ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she steals your favorite hat - [ Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she teases you - [ Tease her back and make her laugh ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she doesn’t answer for a long time - [ reassure her that everything is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she looks at you with doubt - [ Back yourself up with the TRUTH]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she says that she likes you - [ she really does more than you could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;understand ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she grabs at your hands - [ Hold hers and play with her fingers ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she bumps into you - [ bump into her back and make her laugh ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she tells you a secret - [ keep it safe and untold ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When she looks at you in your eyes - [ don’t look away until she does ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Stay on the phone with her even if she’s not saying anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-DON'T let her have the last word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-DON'T call her hot, but gorgeous or beautiful is soo much better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Say you love her more than she could ever love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Argue that she is the best girl ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- When she's mad hug her tight and don't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- When she says she's OK don’t believe it, talk with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- because 10 yrs later she'll remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Call her before you sleep and after you wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Treat her like she's all that matters to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Tease her and let her tease you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Stay up all night with her when she's sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Give her the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Let her wear your clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- When she's bored and sad, hang out with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Let her know she's important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Kiss her in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Who's ass am I kicking today baby?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-3452456045382683961?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/3452456045382683961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=3452456045382683961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/3452456045382683961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/3452456045382683961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-you-break-her-heart-pain-never.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-8175599100621962586</id><published>2008-11-11T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T01:50:53.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came bck frm cca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhanglao told us lots of funny stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUNNY LOR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his expressions damn funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed until my stomach hurts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night C&amp;amp;D was successful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well done!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...i'm to lazy to upload the pictures and videos now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i WILL some days later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacker...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-8175599100621962586?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/8175599100621962586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=8175599100621962586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;[x] I'm afraid of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I Talk A LOT when I get really nervous. (I "um" and "ah" a lot, or just don't say anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am really ticklish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm afraid of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm afraid of facing my back to open doors at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can't sleep in a room if the door is open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't sleep in a room if the door is closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am afraid of gay or lesbian people. (more of uncomfortable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I believe in true love. (I guess?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've run away from home. (NEVAAA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I listen to political music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I collect comic books.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I shut others out when I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've stayed out all night.(NEVAAA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I open up to others easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am keeping a secret from the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love Disney movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am a sucker for green eyes. (heheh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am a sucker for brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am a sucker for blue eyes. (heheh):D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't kill bugs (my foot! I take after my mother :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have an "x" in my screen name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] I've slipped and fell in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Spam.... (only crazy people do -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bake well. (cheh people will go hospital if they eat anything I bake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have worn pajamas to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have owned something from Abercrombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I want a better job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Talked on a phone for 6+ hours. (yea. wif my mum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Dr. Phil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like multiple people. (as friends! I like you, you and you! Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am self-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to laugh. (yesyes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have smoked a pack in one day. (never ever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I loved Lord of the Flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have cough drops when I'm not sick. (EWW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can't swallow pills. (quite true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a lot of scars. (quite a few, but they're starting to disappear :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room. (rather the opposite ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love chocolate. (DARK CHOCO DARK CHOCO DARK CHOCO!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am not comfortable with being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I play computer games when I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten lost in the city. (I have fairly good sense of direction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Thought of suicide before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had a menage a trois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gone out in public in my pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have kissed someone really strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been in a bloody fist fight with someone of a diff. sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed and had some type of beverage come out of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pushed all the buttons on an elevator. (I did it last Friday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Made out in an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Swore at Liberace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Kicked a guy where it hurts on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been bungee jumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten stitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bitten someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten the chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Crashed into a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ridden in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Stole something from your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had a crush on a teacher/coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Slept with a co-worker, and/or employee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been to New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Saw someone/something dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have a list of people you want to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Driven over 400 miles in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been on a plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Thrown up in a bar or club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Taken a picture just for the sole purpose of putting it on myspace/friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been ice skating. (fell lots of times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cried in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Walked purposely into traffic with your eyes closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been at a party and instead of giving out your phone number you give them your myspace name and say "look me up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Thought of someone a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hate the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Love someone who doesnt realize it. (I guess lots of people?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have your cell phone permanently attached to your hand/hip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not tag anyone to do e quiz. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do it if u want to!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-3472177696899341485?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/3472177696899341485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=3472177696899341485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/3472177696899341485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/3472177696899341485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/11/x-confessions-x-im-afraid-of-silence.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-8124179209806816162</id><published>2008-10-29T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T04:22:28.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>一年的忙忙碌碌时间里，你和我相处的时间只有三四个月，我很清楚也很明白你对我的爱，但是我始终还是不能够了解你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;和你相处时是件辛苦的事，我们互相不断的要求对方，也不断的要对方对他人好，心胸更宽阔，但是我们两人自己似乎也常常做不到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和你的想法实在差太多了，也间接使得我们的沟通方式也不能够达到一致。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们不管说什么，最终常会落得你我生气，哭泣等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我记得我们以前不是这样的，但相信一切都从我五时开始，从那时候我就真的开始没办法了解你，也对你的一切都无法谅解。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我常认为避开你不和你说话就能解决一切，但是我错了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种闷着的尴尬，这种憋着的气，我想威力更大吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我尝试了解你接受你，但你我的频率始终不一样，我曾相信是我俩八字不和，但想想以前我们的关系好像没有现在的僵硬。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们到底怎么了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i would really have to take the first step and mould myself into one that you want. i know that might not be the real me, but i guess that is the only available route now. give me some time, just some time. i really don't wish our relationship to break, afterall you are my ...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-8124179209806816162?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-5559421929744571251</id><published>2008-10-24T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T05:32:49.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of weird stuffs happened recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop doing that anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really not fun to spam other ppls' tagboard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u have nothing better to do than that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this proves that u are ruining urself frm the inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't be stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't dirty ur own mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u think that's kind of satisfying for u right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all dirty spams WILL be deleted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really detest this kind of ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) they are actress...&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    well...basically... they don't talk or act according to their true self... in another words...they are&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    extremely fake... it's possible that they wanna more attetion or what sympathy u call that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    whatever... anyways... it's just fake... unreal... it's scary... having this kind of ppl in ur life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    when u see she taking off her horrible mask... a shill just ran down ur spine... well... just avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) they are still e actress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     either she act cute or act blur... act sorrowful or act hyper... it's just disgusting... it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     unbearable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    .................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... argh... hmm... i shall stop listing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't happen again anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-5559421929744571251?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/5559421929744571251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=5559421929744571251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARYL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hello:) i hope u like what i got for u!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;really sorry for chasing u around and tying ur shoelaces together!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sorry for making u trip and fall!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hope ur wishes come true!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;be happy forever yeah!! (:(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-1075323963707901409?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/1075323963707901409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=1075323963707901409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1075323963707901409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1075323963707901409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-daryl-hello-i-hope-u.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-2161882463959304262</id><published>2008-10-22T02:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T02:56:17.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woots!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to laoshi's house with abby and czm later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i shall endure!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 'hardwork' will pay off eventually!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was REALLY shocked today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my marks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i will die for my LA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERRRR........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lucky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm elated!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know what i thought i may fail my compo cos i finished it in 20 minutes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did well this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the highest LA mark that i've e'er e'er get!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math and history were NICE too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although history didn't really made me happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the worse score that i've e'er get for history...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's alright!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it will be fine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as my humanities can score A1!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOYs are 'sian'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u will enjoy the 'joy and happiness' when u get back the results!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not everyone is like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not like that too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall enjoy my GREAT times after EOYs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite sad today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't go to annual french festival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos need to go for C&amp;amp;D night lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's fun too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ping2guo3' laoshi is damn funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone can be happy and cheerful again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no worries!!! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love cheese!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-2161882463959304262?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/2161882463959304262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=2161882463959304262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2161882463959304262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2161882463959304262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/10/woots-going-to-laoshis-house-with-abby.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-2586386938918309108</id><published>2008-10-21T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:31:53.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yeah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;got back some of my results...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as expected...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like duh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;however chinese 'shocked' me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;shocking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;shall not post my marks HERE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's still kinda agreeable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i hope tmrw's gonna be better!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;however...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;don't think i gonna fulfil my dream this time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MSG of 1 is impossible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;especially LA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but at least...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i tried!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i shall pray heartily!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to God!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;amen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;argh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dance dance dance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dance dance dance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i know it's bad to blog in abby's house!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nvm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have to go lilaoshi's for dance lesson with abby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10hrs per wk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but only apply to after exams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;actually dancing's fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;train myself to be more flexible!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm stiff!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i think abby's gonna kill me when she sees me blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;duh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i 'admire' her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cos she's really flexible!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she's talented!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;of course she is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;maybe i have not done enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;not going deep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;only circle at the surface...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;shld push a bit more!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;maybe really more!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;do u get what i'm trying to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i doubt so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's okay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;random...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and crazy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dunno...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;UNEXPECTED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my erhu sucks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gotta practise tmrw when i have the time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i think my 'yin1' is damn 'bu4zhun3'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;irritaing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and worse of all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that stupid next-door-person says it sounds like 'sha1ji1'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i was totally pissed out with him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;idiot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;actually not lar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i know he's kidding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but of course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;he's damn pro in everything!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;smart ppl are smart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;they're somehow in someway talented...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;although a real talent has 99.9% of hardwork and only 0.1&amp;amp; of inspiration...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;erm...is that right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nvm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i am bored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;abby's taking a REALLY long time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;think she's taking her own sweet time too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o ya!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;jilaoshi scared me today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;duh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like she always does that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;don't like it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she came up to me during moring assembly and confirmed with me if i'm leaving on 27/10...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it was like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WHAT???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HUH???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why wasn't i inform???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she said my mum called her yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and told her that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i smell a rat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why didn't i know it!!!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;27/10 is coming soon!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but why do i still have to be forced to take dance lessons???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but all i know is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;daddy wanna us to go ASAP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but maybe mummy is hesitating!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;is it a good sign??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but why did she call up laoshi??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;argh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i feel extremely weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but of course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i wish to stay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dun wan to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's weird!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;weird!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay maybe i shld stop say weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but it's true!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WEIRD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WHERE'S ABBY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ABBY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;erm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she really slow ehh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;meh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i miss everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i miss my friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;coughcough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i want CHRISTMAS to 'come' ASAP!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm random...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I ALSO WANT CNY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;weird right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dunno why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;these few days are high...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm going to sec 4 grad night!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's gonna be fun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i miss my sec 4 seniors!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;chiling!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;limqing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AND LOTS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;woots!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;abby's back!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and she saw moi blogging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nvm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she's talking on the phone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;her sis probably...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;....................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay she said i cld cont, to post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she so NICE today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyways i shall be nice and stop posting!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;byes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kimchi-cheese-smilieo!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-2586386938918309108?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/2586386938918309108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=2586386938918309108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2586386938918309108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2586386938918309108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/10/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-4684511071443458620</id><published>2008-10-17T21:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T21:46:13.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOYs are over!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and PSL camp is over too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a long long long time sinced i blogged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall make my blog revive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed that there's weird ppl who chanced up on my blog and tagged REALLY weird stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall just ignore that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really busy that i forgot to post about EOYs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...will do it now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did essay and unseen prose for paper 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compre and summary in paper 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm crazy enough to finish my essay in 20 min or less...(i don't know...!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and spent the rest 1hr and 40 min on e 2 unseen question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE E UNSEEN PROSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd passage!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's HILARIOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however i find e 1st one was quite sad and depressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i prefered happy ones to sad ones!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compre was okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that i find the passage weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as weird as it could be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary was fine too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr kaw actually did say that our class did well in the summary!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the highest is 19/20!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think it's STELLA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the LA-pro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...CHINESE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the compo was okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did one of the topics a few times before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i didn't freak out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fortuante thing was that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had real experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote that community service thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that old folk home trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then try to "vomit" out all feelings and thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the paper 2 was okay too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...i bet shijia did well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE-pro!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...MATH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diedieide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pratically died for paper 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freaked out when seeing one of the questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coughcough*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper 1 was okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least that could kind of "pull"me back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believed chem was e easiest!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then physics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly bio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think it was okay too...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...the setter of the paper is mr mac...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can't expect a "TOO EASY" paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think e source-based qusetions were quite diff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just practically threw in ALL e stuffs that i knew that match with the source...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but e rest was okay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots!!!! that's e easiest subject to score!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's damn super easy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think there shld be no failer in class this time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I DIED FOR E HMP PERFORMANCE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to submit 2 set of scores!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just went in ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and played with both mrs ee and mrs ho sharing e only 1 score...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paiseh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how forgetful of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs ee is serious but mrs ho was kept on smiling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a BIG contrast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shijia, xinyi, liwei, yixuan, stella, sining and me went thai noodles for lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was still early...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shijia and i headed to moelc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were stupid enough to w8 for 92 at the wrong bus stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn blur of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit i was "blurish" that day!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard that the jap ppl watched movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we had remedial class!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos madame tournay came into our class and gave this "long" speech...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then all of us just automatically walk into remedial class when at 1st we were supposed to watch mobie too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now shall talk about psl camp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day we had this wonderful amazing race!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without any teachers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really damn fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ran like crazy through out e whole journey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which made us win the title of the marathon-liking grp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also attended workshops!!! nice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however the night trial really scared me the most!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need to solve the mystery of the death of mathew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and need to visit the various stations in e darkest and scariest place in sch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and yuhan both freaked out when we figured out e 1st station frm the clue: phtocopying shop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was our 1st station and we really dunno wat to expected there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't dare to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we tried to retreat bacl to the conference room and gave the game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however ms lye encouraged us to go again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however we were still scared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to w8 for e next grp to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while w8...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel took out her phone and played "girlfriend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sang and danced to the music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least it will make us feel better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then e 2nd grp came and we all went together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actaully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't scary at all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were humans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they didn't scare by grabbing our legs or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just that they behave horrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and talk in an damn weird tone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one of the ststions is in 109!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my grp mem said it was e worse station cos the ghost kept on saying "come closer" and "go away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which was damn iritating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love that station e most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos it was my class!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cld shunbian take back my cushion so i cld sleep on it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we watched movie "step up"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really watch movie or sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cldn't sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too excited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think hilarysss ( i mean hilary lau and hialry tan...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were sleeping on each side of me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were pissed off wif me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not say why!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall post more often now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**hope i don't have weird ppl tagging weird stuffs on my tagboard anymore...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-4684511071443458620?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/4684511071443458620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=4684511071443458620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/4684511071443458620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/4684511071443458620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-im-back-yeah-eoys-are-over-and.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-4178068693903796204</id><published>2008-10-11T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:03:52.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;好好玩的小学生造句:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1.题目: 原来 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 原来他是我爸爸。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语: 妈妈关切一下 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2.题目: ..一边 ........... 一边............ .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 他一边脱衣服 ,一边穿裤子. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语: 他到底要脱还是要穿啊~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3.题目: 其中 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 我的其中一只左脚受伤了。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语: 你是蜈蚣？~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4.题目: 一... 就.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 一只娃娃就要一百块。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语: 老师笑到不行 .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. 題目: 你看 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 你看什么看! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语: 没看过啊!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. 照样造句 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;例题: 你 (唱歌) 我(跳舞 ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写 : 你(好吗 ) 我(很好) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语: 你在写英文翻译吗?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7.照样造句 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;例题: 别人都夸我( )，其实我( ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 别人都夸我( 很帅 )，其实我( 是戴面具的)。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语 : 什么面具这么好用??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8.题目: 好... 又好.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 妈妈的腿, 好细又好粗... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语 : 那到底是细还是粗？ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9.题目 : 陆陆续续 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 下班了，爸爸陆陆续续的回来。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语: 你到底有几个爸爸呀? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10.题目: 皮开肉绽 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 停电的夜晚，到处很黑，我吓得皮开肉绽! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语: 看到这句... 老师佩服你。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;11.题目: 欣欣向荣-比喻生长美好的样子。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 我的弟弟长得欣欣向荣。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语: 孩子，你弟弟是植物人吗 ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;还有一个更瞎的…&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 欣欣向荣荣告白。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语: 连续剧不要看太多~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;12. 题目: 谢谢.... 因为...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写 : 我要谢谢妈妈, 因为她每天都帮我写作业...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语: 原来你的作业是妈妈写的!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;13.题目: 难过 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 我家门前有条水沟很难过。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语 : 老师更难过...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;14. 题目: 天才 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 我３天才洗一次澡。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语: 要每天洗才干净~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;15.題目: 一… 便 … &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 我一走出门，对面就是便利商店。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;还有一個更瞎的…&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友写: 哥哥一吃完饭，就大便。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语: 造句不要乱造... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;16. 題目: 又..... 又 ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友寫: 我的妈妈又矮又高又瘦又肥。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师评语:你妈妈......是怪物吗? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;17. 題目:果然 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;上课小朋友说：昨天我吃了水果，然后又喝了凉水 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：这是词组，不能分开造句。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友又说：老师，我还没说完呢，果然晚上我拉肚子了！ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：………… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;18 瓜分 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友：大傻瓜分不清是非 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：小傻瓜也分不清 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;19 好吃 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小朋友：好吃个屁 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师： ……… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;20 况且 小朋友：一辆火车经过，况且况且况且况且．．．．． &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：……………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-4178068693903796204?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/4178068693903796204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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2!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Gotten lost in your school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Broken the dress code in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Completely failed a test &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[x] Left class without asking (And stood on a tile whilst doing an English test as punishment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[x] Missed a whole week of school (in the future!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Thrown up in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Been beat up at school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HOME LIFE CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Argue with your parents a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Argue with your brother(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Argue with your sister(s) a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[x] Have your own room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Do your own laundry (never before)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Cook dinner once in a while (never before)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Are loud and obnoxious at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Wear pajamas when you are not going anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[x] You sleep in very long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] All you do is watch television&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Your parents are divorced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Your family makes you cry alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] One or both of your grandparents live with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] You cant stand being with your parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FRIEND CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ]You currently dislike one or more of your friends (If they're my friends, why on Earth would I dislike them? &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] You are jealous of one or more of your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] You have known a friend your whole life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Your friends are all taller than you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] You have been ditched by a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[x] You have memorized a friends phone number &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[x] You have lost/forgotten a friends phone number (When changing phones and having forgotten to copy contacts -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] You have been to all of your friends houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] You love most all of your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HABIT CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] You bite your nails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] You have an odd obsession with knives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] You cannot sleep with the door closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[x] You cannot sleep with the door open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[x] There is at least one sound you cannot stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] You write stories about mad cannibalistic serial killers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] You are good at telling lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOVE CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[?] You currently like someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] You want to kill one of your exes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[?] You can stay committed for an unusually long time (No idea.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[?] You get bored of your crush/bf/gf easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[?] A crush/bf/gf has called you a bitch before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[?] A crush/bf/gf has called you self- centered before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PERSONAL OPINION CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] You hate George Bush (Absolute truth be told, there are things which he has done which I respect him for. I have no love for him, but I can't hate him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[x] Abortion is horrible and should be illegal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Gay marriage is fine to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Boys make better friends than girls do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] The beach is an excellent place for a date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Pink is an ugly color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[x] Needles aren’t so horrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[?] Human flesh tastes like fine aged veal (And how am I supposed to know...?)[?] You have plenty of secrets (We all have secrets. Define "plenty".)HAVE YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;EVER CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Fallen down the stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[x] Someone has tied your shoelaces together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Had a nail fall off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[?] Captured, Manipulated, or Destroyed a soul by Ars Falcis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Had surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Slapped someone across the face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Killed someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ ] Someone has called you a tease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[x] You have been to Europe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[x] You have worn something inside out for a whole day (Dammit.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THE SELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[01] Name: [: shichen :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[02] Nickname: haha...i haf soooo many...eh...shitouchen...shicheng(lion city)...etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[03] Married: OF COURSE NO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[04] Zodiac Sign: aries!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[05] Gender: feminine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[06] Age: 14yrs6mths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[07] High School: proud to be a nanyang girl!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[08] College: eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[09] Height: 162.5cm (measured few wks ago)...too short:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[10] Weight: 43kg currently!!! yes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[11] Do you like yourself: DEFINITELY!! who don't love themselves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[12] Piercings: nonono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[13] Right or left: right!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[14] Are you a freak: haha...sometime yes...sometime no...depends...i'm weird...XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[15] Hair: BLACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[16] Skin: erm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[17] Allergic: eh...nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[18] What are you doing now: listening to my piano pieces...and of course doing this quiz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[19] What will you do 1 hour later: eh...bath and sleep...dunno y so sleepy...zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[20] What will you do 10 years later: eh...sth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THE FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[21] Live with mother/father/parents: parents!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[22] Siblings (included you): 1-i'm e only child...lonely...:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THE LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[26] You found your another half: yes and no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[27] If yes, who is he/she: definitely sbd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[28] If no, who you want he/she to be: some person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[29] Time(s) you in relationship: private stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[30] Ever woo boy/girl(0-100000): eh...dun think so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[31] Anyone woo you before(0-100000): not sure... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[32] Did anything wrong to your other half: dun think so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[33] What was/were the wrong you had done: ---------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[34] Ever argue with your other half: ------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[35] You with your other half since: ------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[36] Are you straight/Lesbo: =.=```&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[37] Reasons you love your other half: ----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[38] You and your other half in which stage: ------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[39] You woo he/she or he/she woo:-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[44] The enemy you hate the most (1only): nonono!! i love everyone tt's NICE!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[45] Your most beautiful girlfriend: hmm...i have alot...to many to name!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[46] Your most handsome guy friend: er...sure there's a few...can't remb...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[47] The kind of girl you dislike the most: erm...tt kind of unpredictable girl...u never know wat's up on her mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[48] The kind of boy you dislike the most: lame, childish... and those that like to act COOL...super irritating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[49] You fall in love with your close friend before: er......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[50] Your best friend is your ex-lover: er......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[51] If your friend backstabbing you: haha...stab him back lor!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[52] If your friend betray you: haha...hate him forever!!! jkjk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[53] If your friend woo your lover: er...depends...i also dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[54] If your friend fall in love with you: er...depends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[55] If you fall in love with your best friend: er...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***i really feel this section of the quiz is stupid and lame!!! &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THE STUDIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[56] Are you a good student: DEFINITELY!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[57] You always done your homeworks/assignments: DEFINITELY!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[58] The teacher/tutor you love the most:ALL OF THEM!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[59] Always late to school/college: NEVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[61] You love your seniors: DEFINITELY!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[62] Senior who you love the most: ALL OF THEM!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[63] Your classmates good/bad: EXCELLENT!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[64] Excellent result classmate: haha...baoyi...eunice...shijia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[65] Laziest classmate: ---------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THE PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[66] Smart people: hardworking,diligent,clever-at-born ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[67] Stupid people: er...i don't think there's any stupid ppl...if u are hardworking and diligent...u effort will be paid off...u will deserve what u deserve!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[68] Good looking people: LOTS!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[69] Ugly people: er...e most important beauty comes from e inside and not e outside!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[70] Funny people: ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[71] Cute people: er...everyone is cute!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[72] Bad people: eh...u know who u are!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[73] Honest people: hard to find...i mean who vow tt they had never lied before??? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[74] Acting people: ACTORS!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[75] What kind of person are you?: hmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THE PREFER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[76] Lip or eyes: EYES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[77] Hugs or kisses: HUGS!! XD i don't really prefer kisses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[78] Shorter or taller: TALLER of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[79] Hesitant or spontaneous: SPOTANEOUS!!! whee~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[80] Nice stomach or nice arms: erm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[81] Listener or talker: both!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[82] Romantic or rich: er...preferably both!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[83] Good husband or good father: BOTH AGAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THE FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[84] Age to get marry: erm...not too early...maybe 29-32...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[85] Numbers of kid(s): erm...4!!!(2 girls and 2 boys!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[86] Career: hmm...a doctor(like my cousins!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[87] Salary: must be agreeable...(HIGH!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[88] Retirement age: ER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[89] Properties value: er...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[90] Wishes: be happy...healthy...have a nice and caring family...wealthy...nice climate...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THE VICTIMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm...i'm kind to let ur escape frm e quiz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;do it if u have e time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wishing ur EXTRA luck when getting back e EOYS papers!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-3679333608438397637?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/3679333608438397637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=3679333608438397637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/3679333608438397637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/3679333608438397637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-random-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-5053461845729784392</id><published>2008-10-03T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:50:32.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Communication Test&lt;br /&gt;Communication is integral for any relationship, be it at home, with friends, or at work. Research has shown consistently that a deficiency in this skill can absolutely ruin relationships. The foundation of solid interpersonal skills is not just making yourself be heard but also involves an understanding of where other people are coming from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshot Report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insightfulness: 91%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your results indicate that you are extremely adept at interpreting other people's words and actions and seeing things from their perspective, which likely results in very few misunderstandings. You seem to realize that empathy is an essential part of good interpersonal skills and therefore, will do your best to place yourself in other people's shoes in order to better understand them. You can generally get a good sense of what others are thinking and will likely adjust yourself accordingly if the people you are conversing with seem confused or perhaps uncomfortable. Good job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-5053461845729784392?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/5053461845729784392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=5053461845729784392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/5053461845729784392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/5053461845729784392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/10/communication-test-communication-is.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-8327021203597843957</id><published>2008-10-02T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T05:46:43.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm...EOYs will start from next mon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is e schedule...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 oct(WED)&lt;br /&gt;HCL Paper 1: 0800-1000&lt;br /&gt;HCL Paper 2: 1100-1300&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 oct(THUR)&lt;br /&gt;LA Paper 1: 0800-1000&lt;br /&gt;LA Paper2: 1100-1230&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 oct(FRI)&lt;br /&gt;HIS: 0800-0930&lt;br /&gt;GEO: 1030-1200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 oct(MON)&lt;br /&gt;IM Paper 2: 0845-1000&lt;br /&gt;LSSC: 1115-1215&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 oct(TUE)&lt;br /&gt;IM Paper1: 0800-0915&lt;br /&gt;HMP performance: 1230-xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 oct(WED)&lt;br /&gt;HMP Written Paper: 0800-0930&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********END***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably blog less often now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really time for PROPER revision to be done as quickly as possible!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall have no more words!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish tt 109 cld pass EOYs with extremely flying colours!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK EVERYONE!!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-8327021203597843957?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/8327021203597843957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=8327021203597843957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/8327021203597843957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/8327021203597843957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/10/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-5918921380485035766</id><published>2008-09-30T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:21:02.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY XINKAI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIN CHENG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall buy the two of u nice nice presents!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-5918921380485035766?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/5918921380485035766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=5918921380485035766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/5918921380485035766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/5918921380485035766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-xinkai-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-5533040712371430931</id><published>2008-09-27T05:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T05:50:36.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FUNNY... ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250681075230298882" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SN2_s9xHzbI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Wjez1ZIl8Ao/s320/1622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-1677910955225914189?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/1677910955225914189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=1677910955225914189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1677910955225914189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1677910955225914189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/09/maltese.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SN3A_1OrsNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UM6BhklZKlQ/s72-c/maltese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-6792425838128628012</id><published>2008-09-26T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:51:39.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TAKE THIS Communication Test AT &lt;a href="http://www.queendom.com/tests/access_page/index.htm?idRegTest=683"&gt;http://www.queendom.com/tests/access_page/index.htm?idRegTest=683&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshot Report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insightfulness: 84/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your results indicate that you are extremely adept at interpreting other people's words and actions and seeing things from their perspective, which likely results in very few misunderstandings. You seem to realize that empathy is an essential part of good interpersonal skills and therefore, will do your best to place yourself in other people's shoes in order to better understand them. You can generally get a good sense of what others are thinking and will likely adjust yourself accordingly if the people you are conversing with seem confused or perhaps uncomfortable. Good job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-6792425838128628012?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/6792425838128628012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=6792425838128628012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/6792425838128628012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/6792425838128628012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/09/take-this-communication-test-at-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-8639625270301564611</id><published>2008-09-26T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:23:56.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>take the Intelligence Type Test at &lt;a href="http://psychologytoday.tests.psychtests.com/take_test.php?idRegTest=1312"&gt;http://psychologytoday.tests.psychtests.com/take_test.php?idRegTest=1312&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really interesting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="n"&gt;Your main intelligence type: Linguistic &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Individuals with linguistic intelligence have a highly developed capacity to use words effectively in writing or in speech, as well as the ability to persuade, remember information, and explain. If this is one of your principal intelligences, you likely possess excellent writing skills, are good at expressing yourself to others, and may have a knack for learning languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my current music playing: doing lots of self-tests!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-8639625270301564611?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/8639625270301564611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=8639625270301564611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/8639625270301564611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/8639625270301564611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/09/take-intelligence-type-test-at.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-1535185743776095305</id><published>2008-09-26T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:11:31.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;View Report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Welcome Shichen , here is your handwriting analysis.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shichen is moderately outgoing. Her emotions are stirred by sympathy and heart rendering stories. In fact, she can be kind, friendly, affectionate and considerate of others. She has the ability to put herself into the other person's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shichen will be somewhat moody, with highs and lows. Sometimes she will be happy, the next day she might be sad. She has the unique ability to get along equally well with what psychology calls introverts and extroverts. This is because she is in between. Psychology calls Shichen an ambivert. She understands the needs of both types. Although they get along, she will not tolerate anyone that is too "far out." She doesn't sway too far one way or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When convincing her to buy a product or an idea, a heart rendering story could mean a great deal to her. She puts herself in the same situation as the person in the story, yet she will not buy anything that seems overly impractical or illogical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shichen is an expressive person. She outwardly shows her emotions. She may even show traces of tears when hearing a sad story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shichen is a "middle-of-the-roader," politically as well as logically. She weighs both sides of an issue, sits on the fence, and then will decide when she finally has to. She basically doesn't relate to any far out ideas and usually won't go to the extreme on any issue.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Shichen doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shichen will demand respect and will expect others to treat her with honor and dignity. Shichen believes in her ideas and will expect other people to also respect them. She has a lot of pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shichen will be candid and direct when expressing her opinion. She will tell them what she thinks if they ask for it, whether they like it or not. So, if they don't really want her opinion, don't ask for it!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shichen has an over-awareness of self. She often feels self-conscious. She fears ridicule, therefore she is careful not to place herself in a position to receive any ridicule. She wonders what people will think if she acts in a certain manner. When encountering a new group of people, Shichen may stay on the sidelines until she has the people categorized, or she may behave in a "positive attention getting" manner to assure people think good thoughts about her from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In the sales profession, this self-consciousness is called "call reluctance". They take the word "no" as a personal criticism. Therefore, there is an internal struggle when performing this type of work. Although this person may be a great salesperson, she still feels insecurity. She will perform better if someone else is with her because the fear of ridicule from her peers is far greater than the fear of ridicule from her clients. Many times this type of person becomes a sales trainer, because when she is training, she doesn't have to put herself in a position of being told "no" as often as the salesmen do.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In reference to Shichen's mental abilities, she has a very investigating and creating mind. She investigates projects rapidly because she is curious about many things. She gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but she soon must slow down and look at all the angles. She probably gets too many things going at once. When Shichen slows down, then she becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, she must slow down to do it. She then decides what projects she has time to finish. Thus she finishes at a slower pace than when she started the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. Her mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. She can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Shichen can then switch into her low gear. When she is in the slower mode, she can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. She is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shichen is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. She needs to visualize the end of a project before she starts. she finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said she plans everything she is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shichen basically feels good about herself. She has a positive self-esteem which contributes to her success. She feels she has the ability to achieve anything she sets her mind to. However, she sets her goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach". She has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, she will not take great risks, as they relate to her goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, her self-perception is better than average.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shichen has a temper. She uses this as a defense mechanism when she doesn't understand how to handle a situation. Temper is a hostile trait used to protect the ego. Temper can be a negative personality trait in the eyes of those around her.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shichen has a healthy imagination and displays a fair amount of trust. She lets new people into her circle of friends. She uses her imagination to understand new ideas, things, and people.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Shichen has no white space or margins on a typical sheet of paper. Shichen fills up every last inch on the top, right, left, and bottom. Hmmm. If this is true, then Shichen has a very aggressive personality toward others and quite frankly lacks a bit of respect for the space and property of other people. I would be surprised if Shichen just comes into someone's home and helps herself to a drink in the refrigerator. This can be both an obnoxious personality trait and it can be assertive and effective in getting what you want. There isn't much fear of getting in trouble here, Shichen finds plenty of reasons to break the rules and get in trouble. (Okay, perhaps when she was younger, not anymore?) Basically, people with no margins are a handful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;well...i tried this at &lt;a href="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/"&gt;http://www.handwritingwizard.com/&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;u guys may wanna try it to!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;some are right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;some are wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but this is so interesting!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-1535185743776095305?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/1535185743776095305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=1535185743776095305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1535185743776095305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1535185743776095305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/09/view-report-welcome-shichen-here-is.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-4142426656306917747</id><published>2008-09-26T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:17:04.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2 days ago was e french " grand controle" -tt's what cecilia calls it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's quite okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at least easier than controle 3...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hope to get an A1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;jazel is tooooo pro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm currently slacking my way through e weekend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;feel like reading some story books or blogging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i shall not post abt michelle tay... at 7-eleven thingy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha...i'm kind!!! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;********************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sometimes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'll ask myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if i REALLY love music...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the answer is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I DON'T!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but i dunno y...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i landed myself in a music class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;worse of all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;music-an examinable subject!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm REALLY contented wif what i have!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but sometimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm really irritated by e "豆芽"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i know u know what's that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MUSIC NOTES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i shall hold tight and not give up anything!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;EVERYTHING IS SO PRECIOUS TO ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i can't afford to lose any...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-4142426656306917747?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/4142426656306917747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=4142426656306917747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/4142426656306917747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/4142426656306917747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/09/2-days-ago-was-e-french-grand-controle.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-3692913834448570400</id><published>2008-09-23T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T03:03:03.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yeah!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;french oral is over!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it feels GREAT!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e examiner is so very very very very very nice!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;elle est madame pang!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she's really friendly!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i really hope i can do as well in my written paper!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;god bless me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AMEN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;seems that time really flies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;EOYs ARE AROUND E CORNER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;scary!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FREAKING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nervous!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ahem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i felt very very, extremely annoyed with someone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just really irrated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i know 'it' didn't mean it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but i was FRUSTRATED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;**********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. What's the most scandalous thing you've done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hhaha a very very silly thing which I shall not sayyyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't really trust anyone, myself I suppose!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hopefully so. Eeee why're the questions so philo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. Who is the person that you confide in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tells bits and pieces of things to everyone, and will not answer because somehow or another this will cause problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Are you satisfied with yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimessssss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOTZ!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Do you believe in eternal love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not really, I don't exactly believe in love too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. Have you broken someone's heart that he tried to commit suicide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I haven't broken anyone's heart, xx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. What do you like about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mmmmm MY MUSIC :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. What are the requirements that you wish from the other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hhaha be nice, be sweet, play a guitar and be taller than me; but doesn't want a Special someone as of now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;11. Do you cherish every friendship of yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mmm yeah I do, even though sometimes I give an otherwise impressionn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;12. Do you treasure your family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yes (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;13. What do you dislike the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't like people who refuse to tell their secrets and accuse others of it. I don't like being used just for commercial purposes, thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;14. Who do you hope to be always there for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sigh, many many people. Everyone I've been close to and everyone I am close to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;15. What do you regret most in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Having too colourful a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;16. What kind of friend do you hope to be in your friend's eye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Decent, fun, and hopefully non-manipulative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;17. Do you love your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mmmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;18. Which date do you like the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Every date!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;19.If you have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not the dreams, but I want the wishes I made while catching planes to come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;20. If you could travel in time and return to a phase of your life, which phase would it be and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'd choose last December, I think. I won't carry on from there though, I kinda like my life better now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;21. If there's one thing you'd do now, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'd do my homework, pft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shan't tag anyone to do this quiz, just everyone who reads this! xinyuan's right!! everything seems to be = nothing in my eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Current Music: everything means nothing to me =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-3692913834448570400?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/3692913834448570400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=3692913834448570400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/3692913834448570400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/3692913834448570400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/09/yeah-french-oral-is-over-it-feels-great.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-2276083152922935521</id><published>2008-09-19T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T20:36:17.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hope that i really did well for e la cartwheel-bookcart presentation!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4% in the overall!! sounds scary!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;argh....dunno why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm just so nervous for french!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cecilia is freaking me out... but i freaked her out more by saying bon bien super... over n over again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;argh good luck myself!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-2276083152922935521?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/2276083152922935521/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-800111432257756087</id><published>2008-09-19T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:58:11.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The lush vines intertwined, the little girl sat on a mat, dressed in a checkered pinafore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She gazed forlornly at the silver locket cradled in her arms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She showed no tangible tears, they burned inside her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The memories flashed by on a film roll: the locket which was given to her, the pale face at the window, a young past tinged with sorrow and grief. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She reminisced about the grey skies and the days spent frolicking in abandoned playgrounds with him; the silver locket which he gave her to hold the memories they shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Had they been more careful in showing their infatuation for each other - shown less passion in front of their parents, perhaps their fate would have been different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The last time she had seen him was that face at the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They would never be together now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She clutched the locket to her heart and cried aloud to the deciduous trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-800111432257756087?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/800111432257756087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=800111432257756087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/800111432257756087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I look out of the window and see sparrows frolicking in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amidst the whirling of the fan, I hear them singing their joyful song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What an irony it is, to be able to have a life so merry and yet be forced to run this race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To want to soar like an eagle, but not be able to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Will I ever get my ticket to freedom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Will I get to escape this life I have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Will I one day be free from expectations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Will I ever be able to sing my own song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On the window, I see a face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A reflection of myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But it is not who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I never wanted to be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And when I look back down at the assignment, the pristine sheet waiting to be filled, I begin writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;his is reality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-7482518568336038346?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/7482518568336038346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=7482518568336038346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/7482518568336038346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/7482518568336038346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/09/sitting-at-desk-staring-at-assignment.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-6524178469042900491</id><published>2008-09-18T04:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T03:10:15.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm...shall really start mugging!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;next mon is french orale!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and fri is wrtten test!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kinda nervous...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;shall stop posting!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmug...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;good luck frenchys and jappys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-6524178469042900491?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/6524178469042900491/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-636531716331671349</id><published>2008-09-18T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T04:14:02.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FRIENDS-ONLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do you remember when we were just kids,and cardboard boxes took us miles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;from what we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;would miss? School yard conversations taken to heart,and laughter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;took the place of everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we knew we were not.I want to break every clock.the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hands of time could never move again.We &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;could stay in this moment for the rest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;of our lives.Is it over now hey, hey is it over now? I want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to be your last first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kiss that you'll ever have. I want to be your last first kiss. Amazing how life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;turns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;out, the way that it does. We end up hurting the worst, the only ones we really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we've all lost ourselves, haven't we?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-636531716331671349?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/636531716331671349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=636531716331671349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/636531716331671349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/636531716331671349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/09/friends-only-do-you-remember-when-we.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-2810254255747517261</id><published>2008-09-17T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T02:49:00.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYAN!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello, I hope you liked what we got you (: Even if chasing you around Vivo City was completely embarassing AND you threw it away in the end! And about the shoelaces, it's ZY's fault he said you wanted one ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;don't worry i'll give u a nice nice birthday card!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY XINYUAN!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;thank u sooooooo much for being my DEAREST cousin!!! I know I've tortured you completely in the past few days, but I still love you okay, even if you take too long to send an sms ;D You're one of the the most selfless people I know, and that says alot. Be happy yeah (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-2810254255747517261?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/2810254255747517261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=2810254255747517261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2810254255747517261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2810254255747517261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-ryan-hello-i-hope-you.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-1902637616248624220</id><published>2008-09-14T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T03:54:04.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;happy mooncake festival!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i shall post a poem written by su tong po, su shi:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Su Shi's "Prelude to Water Melody"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When will the moon be clear and bright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a cup of wine in my hand, I ask the blue sky I don't know what season it would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the heavens on this night I'd like to ride the wind to fly home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet I fear the crystal and jade mansions are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Much too high and cold for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dancing with my moon-lit shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It does not seem like the human world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The moon rounds the red mansion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stoops to silk-pad doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shines upon the sleepless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bearing no grudge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why does the moon tend to be full when people are apart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People may have sorrow or joy, be near or far apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The moon may be dim or bright, wax or wane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This has been going on since the beginning of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May we all be blessed with longevity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though far apart, we are still able to share the beauty of the moon together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -written by Su Tung Po (Su Shi) during the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, A.C.1076.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-1902637616248624220?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-2421888530467712763</id><published>2008-09-14T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T03:40:37.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i realised that my blog is going dead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MUST MUG FOR EOYs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmugmug...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i sound desperately...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;actually not really...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;things seems not to be going smoothly for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i am i really myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;or sbd else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i starts to wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but sbd really gains my pity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's really sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have never thought abt it happening to me at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'll pray...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for maybe it's just a dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a dream that allows me to know better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at least...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there's sbd with a heart out there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3yrs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;or much longer than that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;shall see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well well well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;god shall be with u forever and forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-2421888530467712763?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/2421888530467712763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=2421888530467712763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2421888530467712763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2421888530467712763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-2179753829854067855</id><published>2008-08-29T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:17:43.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hmm I shall clear my quiz debts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Firstly, tagged by shijia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The a-z friends quiz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rules: Answer this questionaire truthfully and list down 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;people to tag and they  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;must do this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Who is the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A: Annoying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mem... i don't really know... haha... to me...noone iS REALLY THAT annoying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;B: Boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;er...dunno leh:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;C: Cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha... liwei, ashley, hilary!! they are so adorable!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;D: Diligent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ah ha!! shijia!! u r e diligent one!! baoyi...joan...all e super-mugging-no-stop-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ones-under-all-circumstances...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E: Evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha...pratically... all is kind...所谓：人之出，性本善！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;F: Funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;er...me? haha...and maybe e whole lot of my frens!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;G: Good-looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mmm? hard to say...i dunno?:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;H: Hyper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;me!!! ashley...and everyone!! haha:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I: Intelligent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;shijia...xp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;J: Jolly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Erm I dunno...optimistic ppl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;K: Kiddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;me!! e childish one!! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;L: Lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;er...not sure?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;M: Meticulous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no idea!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;N: Nosey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not observed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O: Optimistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ummm... dots...possibly everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P: Playful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;everyone is playful...for i'm sure!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Q: Quarrelsome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as long as they have a good reason!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;R: Reliable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my shadow, shijia, Xin Yi...haha...and him...haha!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;S: Sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-_-*coughcough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;T: Trustworthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my shadow!! shijia, Xin Yi, liwei, twins and him:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;U: Untrustworthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;V: Vulgar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;W: Wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;coughcough again...-_-'''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;X: Xenophobic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;erm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y: Yappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hmm... no idea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Z: Zany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sbd who call zany! haha!!:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-2179753829854067855?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/2179753829854067855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=2179753829854067855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2179753829854067855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2179753829854067855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/08/hmm-i-shall-clear-my-quiz-debts.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-1770009450261940895</id><published>2008-08-11T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T05:04:47.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://theoneandonlychocolate.blogspot.com/2008/08/tagged-agiansign.html"&gt;Tagged agian...sign...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been tagged again by Li Wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this quiz is easier or sth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp;amp; replace any question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagged by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Continue this game by sending it to other people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.If your Lover betrayed you, what would your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... i'll make sure i slap him REALLY hard... but hope this wi;; never happen la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you can have a Dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er... to lead a cheerful...energetic...and HAPPY LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is th first thing you do when you reached home after sch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE OFF MY SHOES!! HAHA...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you love doing in the car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep or read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What's your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er...not the time to talk about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Which is more blessed , loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both is nice but being loved by someone is nicer...haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er...dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly liked is already attached , what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'll land in that position...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er...sometimes yes....sometimes no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you rather to be a single &amp;amp; rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea!! I'M ALWAYS OPTIMISTIC!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the thing that you're most afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIEING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ppl tagged&lt;br /&gt;-0&lt;br /&gt;-s&lt;br /&gt;-h&lt;br /&gt;-i&lt;br /&gt;-j&lt;br /&gt;-i&lt;br /&gt;-a&lt;br /&gt;-o&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-1770009450261940895?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/1770009450261940895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=1770009450261940895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1770009450261940895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1770009450261940895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/08/tagged-agian.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-1942587175041016243</id><published>2008-08-09T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T03:10:24.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i woke up super early...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;5.30am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;rushed through my breakfast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and did sth important...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den rushed off to school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;actually i planned to meet shijia at the bus stop outside sch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den go to the former police academy together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;she is being really kind!! to go with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;as there's no dirert bus frm my house to that place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;SHIJIA!!! THANKS SO MUCH!!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but i reached damn early...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;like 6.45...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we r planned to meet at 6.50...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but somehow she missed the 1st bus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;nvm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'll wait la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;finally she came...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we went into e sch for sth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den we came to know that actually there's a nyco com meeting at m4-01...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;saw yiping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den shijia and i took bus to police academy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;phew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;arrived safe and sound...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;when we arrived...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;there's only erm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;less than 15 ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we talked with yushan and her friend xiantian*-don't really noe e spelling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i think xiantian is really pissed off by me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cos i kept on saying that she's cute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den we took pictures...of the ns report thingy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"yea! we've done ns!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that's lame la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den ppl starts zooming then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;take attendece...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den i sat down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and read shijia's 老舍散文-落花生...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den chenlili lao shi was like 哇！读这个好啊！你们现在就读这个啊？真厉害！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i was speechless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;at that point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den i tried to hmm hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den we sang the national day songs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;monitresses and AMS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;stood on the top of the stairs with the SCs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;GU2LI4 students to sing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;very paiseh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but meaningful la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den...we set off to the qianshou place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the sun was blazing!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den chenlili lao shi was kind!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yea...she was!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;to share umbrella with me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lucky for me ba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den i heard the whole convoof her and mrs ho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;no offence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but it's really FUNNY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it was like chenlili lao shi 1st ask me if she noe where they going to eat lunch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den she said somewhere with all e teachers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;which i forgot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den she said she going shopping after that at orchard cos there's a great sales &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;going on at METRO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;she called mrs ho... mei3mei3...or maemae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den mrs ho said she need to 回家做家务...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and chenlili laoshi was like asking whrere's ur gong1ren2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den mrs ho said that her gong1ren2 zou3 le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and qianshou was lame...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;really...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but it's celebrating singapore's birthday so we have to do it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;went home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;slept...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den watched the opening ceromony of the beijing olympics....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it was dame cool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;LOVED IT SO MUCH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BEIJING OLYMPICS RAWKS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gtg for dinner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/08/friday-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-6551232196115756613</id><published>2008-08-05T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T05:54:34.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;yea!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;tomoro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;UDGEMENT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-6551232196115756613?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/6551232196115756613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=6551232196115756613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/6551232196115756613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/6551232196115756613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/08/yea-tomoro-is-e-j-udgement-day.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-2107168290943148964</id><published>2008-08-02T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T07:55:32.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJR01Sa7HyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nVfNuyBxY0g/s1600-h/rabbit.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229933526110641954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJR01Sa7HyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nVfNuyBxY0g/s320/rabbit.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray you, Sadness, leave me soon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In sweet invention thou art poor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thy sister Joy can make ten songs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While thou art making four.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJR0-HxJ9oI/AAAAAAAAADE/0AuoRMCetAs/s1600-h/rose.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229933677869921922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJR0-HxJ9oI/AAAAAAAAADE/0AuoRMCetAs/s320/rose.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One hour with thee is sweet enough; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But when we find the whole day gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And no created thing is left -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We mourn the evil done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJR1GTlHXPI/AAAAAAAAADM/JTYoBldvO_I/s1600-h/see+saw.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229933818479598834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJR1GTlHXPI/AAAAAAAAADM/JTYoBldvO_I/s320/see+saw.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thou art too slow to shape thy thoughts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In stone, on canvas, or in song;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But Joy, being full of active heat, M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ust do some deed ere long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJR1TEhuvqI/AAAAAAAAADU/kjbvnLMZLZk/s1600-h/praying.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229934037777170082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJR1TEhuvqI/AAAAAAAAADU/kjbvnLMZLZk/s320/praying.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thy sighs are gentle, sweet thy tears; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But if thou canst not help a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To prove in substance what he feels -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then give me Joy, who can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Therefore, sweet Sadness, leave me soon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let thy bright sister Joy come more;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For she can make ten lovely songs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While thou art making four.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-2107168290943148964?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJR01Sa7HyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nVfNuyBxY0g/s72-c/rabbit.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-8776835776251254656</id><published>2008-08-02T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T07:32:31.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;静静地走着 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;在无人的街道 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;漂浮的 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;彩色气球 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;低着头 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;看着脚下的路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJRr2YzToqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/N0D-vDgxDRM/s1600-h/W020060518285297735171.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229923649398743714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJRr2YzToqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/N0D-vDgxDRM/s320/W020060518285297735171.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;静静的 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;在安静的午后 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;垂柳 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;在湖泊上 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;翩翩起舞 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;而我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;却在 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;长椅上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;想念&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJRr_NvTNEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/dXPQt4ZQwlE/s1600-h/W020060518285297869310.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229923801047970882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJRr_NvTNEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/dXPQt4ZQwlE/s320/W020060518285297869310.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;树上鸟儿啾啾的叫着 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;轮胎做的秋千 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;在没有风的季节 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;也停止了摇摆 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;我肆意地笑着 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;云好奇的飘舞 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;是我在想念你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJRsROztrUI/AAAAAAAAACE/wMM55FN733k/s1600-h/W020060518285298004722.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229924110572563778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SJRsROztrUI/AAAAAAAAACE/wMM55FN733k/s320/W020060518285298004722.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;我静静地转过身 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;留下一个背影 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;或多或少的 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;伤感 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;风停止了 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;云停止了 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;连飞舞的蝴蝶 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;翅膀也不再 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;舞动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;WOW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;BEING RANDOM IS NICE!~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-2691348125302851070</id><published>2008-08-02T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T07:02:39.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>co dazu1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;shijia wa nagging at me to post abt yesterday's dazu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;all i can say is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;IT'S SO FUN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mrs ee is not there to conduct us...luckily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so queenie took over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;she's a brave soul sia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so pro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hope to be like her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"shichen, dream on la...!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that piece is super nice!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;like it alot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;today...i prac that piece like hell!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;even my neighbours told me it was nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;think i got some improvements in erhu le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway...so good to be in an air-con room!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it was damn funny during dazu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;as usual the hmp-ers are late...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mrs ee was there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yiping was giving off the welcom speech to the sec 1s...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den mrs ee told us abt this rvco concert...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;which i am definitely not going...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...don't like it... not free!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den queenie conduct us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;she is quite nervous...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;can tell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but she did a GOOD and FANTASTIC job!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;HAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den i was keep on looking at shijia and joan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but shijia didn't look at me...:"[ never see me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;wanqing and fren was damn funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;say i was "shichengliudianban"-the 6.30 news on channel 8...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;welll they are kind of naughty and cute ba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den i shared the doughnut tt mrs wong gave with my partner huiling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but i "du2zhan4" the marshmallow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;any way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den back to dazu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yea!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but there's one strange rule...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after dazu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;everyone muz keep everything properly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den everyone leave together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;this was like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;me and huiling tried to escape...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but we were blocked by percussion seniors...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but still fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after that we rushed off to bus stop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;guess who i see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;zhixin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;as usual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;he is fair tall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;er...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;strange...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and saw he with all e other hcco ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ya we board the same bus but never talk with one another...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;strange...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that's all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;happy-g0-lucky!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-2691348125302851070?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/2691348125302851070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=2691348125302851070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2691348125302851070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2691348125302851070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/08/co-dazu1.html' title='co dazu1'/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-1459733856422674607</id><published>2008-08-02T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T05:18:23.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clarissa send me this mail...thought it interesting...so shall post it here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a email i received recently and it touched me greatly. hope you guys find this useful! (: Very thought provoking. Hope you read it to its end!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A TEENAGER'S VIEW OF HEAVEN&lt;br /&gt;17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. 'I wowed 'em,' he later told his father, Bruce. 'It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I ever wrote..' It also was the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moores framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. 'I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it,' Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of life after death. 'I'm happy for Brian. I know he's in heaven. I know I'll see him.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian's Essay: The Room...&lt;br /&gt;In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read 'Girls I have liked.' I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A file named 'Friends' was next to one marked 'Friends I have betrayed.' The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird 'Books I Have Read,' 'Lies I Have Told,' 'Comfort I have Given,' 'Jokes I Have Laughed at .' Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: 'Things I've yelled at my brothers.' Others I couldn't laugh at: 'Things I Have Done in My Anger', 'Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents.' I never ceased to be surprised by the contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I pulled out the file marked 'TV Shows I have watched', I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came to a file marked 'Lustful Thoughts,' I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!' In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I saw it.. The title bore 'People I Have Shared the Gospel With.' The handle was brighter than those around it,seemed newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. 'No!' I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was 'No, no,' as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, 'It is finished.' I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.'-Phil. 4:13 'For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.' If you feel the same way forward it so the love of Jesus will touch their lives also My 'People I shared the gospel with' file just got bigger, how about yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF THERE IS ONE EMAIL THAT I HAVE READ THAT NEEDS TO GO AROUND THE WORLD, IT IS THIS ONE, FOR THE CHRISTIAN OR NOT! MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL!&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to share this with anybody, no one will know whether you did  or not, but what do you feel in your heart?IT IS NVR TOO LATE TO TURN AWAY FRM SIN.U R NVR TOO YOUNG TOO PREACH. KNOW DAT JESUS  LUVS  U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 2:9But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.&lt;br /&gt;1 Timothy 4:12 Let no one despise you for your youth, but set the believers an example in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith, in purity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-1459733856422674607?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/1459733856422674607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=1459733856422674607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1459733856422674607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1459733856422674607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/08/clarissa-send-me-this-mail.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-1088676999583288458</id><published>2008-08-02T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T01:33:35.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i know this happened long long time ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but still shall post it here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;our script for teachers' day performance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FLASH：HISTORY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SOUND：“铃…！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MONITOR: 起立。行礼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MR MAC: GOOD MORNING girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CLASS: GOOD MORNING MR MACKINTOSH (mr mac mouths “GOOD MORNING MR MACKINTOSH”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MR MAC: OK FOR THE LESSON TODAY WE’LL LEARN ABOUT THE SHANG DYNASTY. (takes out thumbdrive, gives to student A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student A puts thumbdrive into computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MR MAC: YOU ALL CAN TAKE DOWN NOTES ON THE SHEETS I GAVE YOU (drinks from cup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;STUDENT A: MR MACKINTOSH THE COMPUTER IS SPOILT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MR MAC: OH SUGAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ALL STUDENTS: C6H12O6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MR MAC AND STUDENTS STAND IN 1 ROW, START SINGING:&lt;br /&gt;(MUSIC MASED ON BARNEY IS A DINOSAUR)&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Mac’s a history teacher he comes from ScotlandHe’s very tall and he is in the humans departmentMr. Mac’s in charge of choir you all should know thatHe also owns a cup that he calls 成功杯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOUND: 铃~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FLASH: LANGUAGE ARTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mr Kaw comes from the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MONITOR: 起立。行礼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;STUDENTS: GOOD MORNING MR KAW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MR KAW: THERE’S NOTHING GOOD ABOUT THE MORNING BUT THAT’LL DO. SIT DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MR KAW: OK CLASS. RECITE THE POEMS WE LEARNT YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;POEM: WHIRLIGIG BEETLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BY THE GROUP WHO DID WHIRLIGIG BEETLE POEM ON THAT DAY.&lt;br /&gt;We’re Whirligig Beetles&lt;br /&gt;We’re swimming in circles                                             We’re Whirligig Beetles&lt;br /&gt;Black backs by the hundred                                          We’re swimming in circles&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    Black backs by the hundred&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    We’re spinning and swerving&lt;br /&gt;We’re spinning and swerving                                         As if were on a&lt;br /&gt;As if were on a                                                 Mad merry-go-round&lt;br /&gt;Mad merry-go-round&lt;br /&gt;We never get dizzy&lt;br /&gt;From whirling and weaving                                            We never get dizzy&lt;br /&gt;And wheeling and swirling                                             From whirling and weaving&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    And wheeling and swirling&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    The same goes for turning&lt;br /&gt;The same goes for turning                                             Revolving and curving&lt;br /&gt;Revolving and curving                                       Gyrating and twirling&lt;br /&gt;Gyrating and twirling&lt;br /&gt;The crows fly directly&lt;br /&gt;But we prefer spirals                                                     The crows fly directly&lt;br /&gt;Arcs, ovals and loops                                                   But we prefer spirals&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    Arcs, ovals and loops&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    We’re fond of the phrase&lt;br /&gt;“As the Whirligig swims”                                               “As the Whirligig swims”&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    Meaning traveling by&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    The most circular&lt;br /&gt;Circular                                                                        Roundabout&lt;br /&gt;Roundabout                                                                  Backtracking&lt;br /&gt;Backtracking                                                                Indirect&lt;br /&gt;Indirect                                                             Serpentine&lt;br /&gt;Serpentine                                                                    Tortuous&lt;br /&gt;Tortuous                                                                       Twisty and&lt;br /&gt;Twisty                                                                          Turny,&lt;br /&gt;Best possible                                                                Best possible&lt;br /&gt;Route                                                                           Route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOUND：“铃…!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FLASH：“下课”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLASH：“休息”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;（六人出场，追逐、玩游戏ETC）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;（两演员跑到前面，开始对口相声）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;乙：哎？脸怎么肿了？　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;甲：昨天我不考试没及格吗？（无奈表情）　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;乙：没及格脸就肿了？　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;甲：（白了乙一眼）不怕大家笑话。因为我家人吧，爱打乒乓球。所以我家施行比赛考分制。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;乙：运动与学习相结合。这很好嘛！　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;甲：还好呢！我要是考80分以下，（手比划）今晚的比赛就是女子单打。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;乙：等会！什么叫女子单打？　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;甲：就是我妈单独打我。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;乙：哦！这么个女子单打啊。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;甲：要是考70分以下。那比赛就改为男子单打了。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;乙：这我明白了。他爸单独打他。那你这回没考及格比赛该是？　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;甲：大家都知道了，男女混合双打！　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;乙：一起上啊！好嘛。这脸能不肿吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;甲：哎，你说这考试也真害人！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;乙：呦呦呦，又怎么了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;甲：你知道了，前几天不我的生日吗？猜我妈送了我什么。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;乙：不知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;甲：一个大箱子，超大的。（用手比划）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;乙：哗，你爸妈真够意思的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;甲：还够意思呢！我习惯性地摇了一下，摇过头了，结果头上被一本从箱子里蹦出来的超厚题库砸了一个包。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;乙：咳，够可怜的。怪不得那天你进来的时候头是畸形的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;甲：就是说嘛。都是考试惹得祸！！！（愤恨，激昂）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;班长：“起立！行礼！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;学生们：“老师早上好！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“今天我们要复习反义词，我们这样练习，我说一句，你们　　&lt;br /&gt;大声说出反义词，现在开始。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“今天天气很好。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“今天天气很坏。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“到处阳光明媚。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“到处阴云密布。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“马路上人山人海。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“马路上空无一人。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“年轻。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“年老。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“站立。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“躺住。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“有个年轻人站立在路上。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“有个老年人躺倒在路上。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“我拾到一块钱。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“我丢了一块钱。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“我捡到一块钱，去交给老师。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“我丢了一块钱，去偷老师的。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“错误，不能这麼说！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“正确，应该这麼说！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“错误。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“正确。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“这不行，这是违法行為。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“这可以，这是合法行為。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“我说错误。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“我们说正确。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“听老师的，老师说的才是正确。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“听我们的，老师说的都是错误。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“你们愚蠢。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“我们聪明。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“停止。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“继续。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“你们现在停止，别说了！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“我们现在继续，还要说！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“你们这些蠢猪，我说停止！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：““我们都是天才，我们说继续！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“你们听老师的！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“老师听我们的！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“学生都得听老师的！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“老师都得听学生的！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“现在你们停止练习！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“现在我们继续练习！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“你们没完没了了吗？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“我们有始有终呀！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;老师：“那你们就停止，蠢材！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;同学们：“那我们该继续！天才！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;班长: 起立.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;EVERYONE STANDS IN A LINE, START SINGING (MUSIC BASED ON陪我看日出)&lt;br /&gt;季老师给我们很多的帮助&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;让我们再学华文中得到帮助&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;在block tests  的时候你祝福我们&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;非常感谢你一直在我们身旁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;要读好书才对&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;这句话我记住&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;don’t worry我们知道的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;teacher’s day 我们give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you a bigbig teddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;因你喜欢收很多熊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;所以我们就做了很大的给你 (brings out teddy drawn on cardboard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-ALL ACTORS COMES OUT-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOUNDS: We’re All In This Together – HSM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大家: 谢谢你们! 我们永远爱你们! WE LOVE ALL OF YOU TEACHERS OUT THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS’ DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-1088676999583288458?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/1088676999583288458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=1088676999583288458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1088676999583288458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1088676999583288458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-2685833370178451890</id><published>2008-08-02T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T01:23:20.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well...sth just went really wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i shouldn't have let it happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it happened!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i should learn to change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but what had i done wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i've always be trying...trying and trying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it doesn't work no matter hard i tried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;shouldn't i give up or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that's on my count...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what if i happen again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i dare not think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dare not look...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dare not imagine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but i believe myself will get it over as soon as possible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;be my ownself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;be confident...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;of course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most  ppls are nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are willing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some i shall not say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is e true society...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACCEPT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fortunate to be at where i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never fall back onto e same spot twice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-2685833370178451890?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/2685833370178451890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=2685833370178451890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2685833370178451890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/2685833370178451890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/08/well.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-3560311531252300609</id><published>2008-07-26T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T01:17:16.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some classes got back their cl block test paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many cried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though few failed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not many excel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a bad omen indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we haven't got it bac...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not really scared of getting it back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i hope I WILL BE FINE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math sucked totally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem...phew...it's alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope my humanities won't kill me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though ms yip said the papers are filled with crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm...i hope tt's not me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howhowhow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 qns for 30 marks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a waste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whywhywhy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could only pray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FPS is fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intend to take it next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost interst in OM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think it's lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh it's only from a personal perspective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so low...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers everyone!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-3560311531252300609?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/3560311531252300609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=3560311531252300609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/3560311531252300609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/3560311531252300609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-4506124191350519922</id><published>2008-07-22T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T02:59:01.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay...we had our history paper and LA paper yesterday...generally it's quite okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY  was easy...i could apply ALL the concepts that i memorised during the weekend...hmm...this way of preparing history test is EFFICIENT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for LA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it suck man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucked totally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i crap for the whole thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the 2nd qn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talk about the development of the story from the battle with the sharks to the collection of the turtle eggs will curb the readers' tension feeling...okay i noe tt's crap...because by doing this...the reader will nopot feel that tense but aroused their curiosity on the turtle eggs wanting very much to know the purpose of collection and the things that Sam was thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it end abruptly...creating a sense of suspense...yah..sort of mystery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i could score well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha!!! we had HLC AND GEOG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite okay too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chinese paper is interesting...super interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this passage on a person who kept a famous scientist brain and studied it...okay tt's gross...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also a passage on a daught-in-law hand the key on her mother-in-law's neck to prevent her fom losing the key and savign taxi fares as well( the daughter-in-law needs to spent large amt on taxi fare to come home and unlocked the door when the mother-in-law lose the key every time...) poor thing...and the mother-in-law felt damn terrible..and felt ill-treated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also there's a passage about this america mum who sued the kindergarden for depriving her daughter's chance of developing her imagination by teaching her daughter the 26 alphabets...hmmm that's stupid...she say once she went on a tour in asia...and saw the swan in the zoo with only on wing...she found out later that this was to prevent the swan from flying away and escape the zoo... by cutting off her left wing...the swan will not be able to balance thus falling from the sky whne it started to fly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she linked this to her daughter...saying that learninG "ABC" is like cutting one of her daughter's wing...the wing of imagination...that's crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however i think that this is a different, observant and loving mum...while other parents wanted their children to learn things and excel...she just wannted her daughter to 'imagine'...while other tourists were busy taking photos...she was observing the wingless swan...the above 2 points showed she loved her daughter deeply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however she was wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if every mumwas like her... all the kindergardens will close down... knowledge is the key to success...a child need 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href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-1937260852124083316</id><published>2008-07-20T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T02:42:31.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm... i'll post on happened this whole week...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay serious speaking...i don't quite remember what exactly happened and all those bits and pieces of details...never mind...let's look at the broad picture!!:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...we got this new math relief teacher as our dear ms teng was overseas...u noe she was not feeling vry well but still have to go abroad that's very&lt;em&gt; triste... &lt;/em&gt;apparently i'm gonna use few french words in my writing... i LOVE them...nice language!!!...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i am going far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's come back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ms teng actually got this terrible sore throat and she even did not turn up to teach us for few math lesson!!! okay tt's very&lt;em&gt; triste...&lt;/em&gt;but good thing is that we gotta time to study ourselves and have our very own math timetable!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't mwan tt i don't like her lesson... it's just kinda boring... (actually all math lessons ARE boring... u have to spend, in another words waste time on sums that u ALREADY know how to do...staring at the teacher...while she tries to explain the solutions in her SO-CALLED-PERFECT-AND -FLAWLESS way...) anyway...WE HAVE TO ENDURE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now...ms chen is teaching us...i like her!!! she is very cute!!! wemli says that she is CHUBBY!!! well...i totally agree with her!!! she just graduted from hwa chong jc...plan to go to UK to study chemistry!!! WOW!!! tt's cool right? she's gotten herselves a scholarship...that's quite good and successful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i hope tt 'we' could be like her!!! how wonderful!!! well i can see that she is in HIGH spirits indeed!! of course she got a super bright future already!!! confirmed!!! haha...now it reminds me of lovely MS ANG!!! miss her sooooo much!!!! ms chen and ms ang seems to be on good terms!!! well...ms ang is our geog relief teacher!! she is super nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...well she told ms chen tt our class is a SUPER enthu and obedient class!!! haha...our class have a very good reputation indeed!!!!! hmm...well ms ang is also super damn pro!!! 7 A's for A-level...outstanding!!! i think ms chen scores same marks as her too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall just stop dreaming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah...about ms chen's lessons...basically...she was teaching according to ms teng's methods...aye...i can say that it's e same old boring stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah...last time she told us that the sec 3 almost made her "吐血"...i seriously forgot wadeva reasons is that...hmm...maybe e sec 3 have relatively "short-term memory"!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ms chen is actually quite girlish...based on my observation lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she always wear skirts( full piece) all e way to her knee cap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she talk "柔声细语"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ms ang is a big contrast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she never wear skirts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always jeans and boyish blouse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she talk really loud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but both of them is NICE!!!!!!!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now ms ang's gone...and ms yip is back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms yip is happy now!!! (almost all our teachers are happy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just gave birth to her son...aiyah...forgot the name...wad's that called???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...nvm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she is DAMN SUPER HAPPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she showed us her son's photo that day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER CUTE AND CUBBY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but our geog lesson is not as funn and interactive like the tines when ms ang was here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms yip is also good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically...in my eyes...generally all teachers ARE good and friendly and nice...except some which are really not very good...u noe...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our history teacher mr mackintosh is way with the choir to austria!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have freedom during HISTORY!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so fun u noe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenli and i were kept chatting during that 1-hr lesson!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO TEACHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously a monitor should not be doing this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i FINISH MY HW ALREADY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's being a lame excuse....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently i COULD make good use of the time to revise history notes like what BAOYI was doing... but i DON'T WANT!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna relax for awhile...so i started chatting with wenli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like alien!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she started telling me about this guy that she know since primary 4 and she always pair up together during assemblies or wadeca stuffs... and so they nuture a bit of feelings for each other...&lt;br /&gt;that's sounds romeo and juilet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that guy was not really up to a standard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's basically what i think!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how the 1st in class pair and wif the last in class!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think u've got the idea!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i started guessing his name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"starts with E!!" wenli gave me that stingy-clueless-clue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well all sorts of e-names come across my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eric?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"edmund"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO...haha!!" she laughed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while den i started achooing...and went to the loo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenli followed me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den when i came back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wendi secretly signal to to look at my phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure i went to e toilet again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rushed into one of the cubicles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"read the pieces of paper that i stuff under ur pencil case!!..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's wad she says!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den wenli gushed into my cubicle crazily...(i didn't lock the door at all...as i didn't have the intention to pee!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NOTHING!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WAT'S THAT?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LET'S GO BACK!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i read the piece of paper and found out that it was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EUGENE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was naughty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...this saturday!!!! nyco performed at the Singapore Conference Hall!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS DAMN NICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although we were urshers ONLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a meaningful experience!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...know wad...miss yap was late for the concert... but i noe...she is A SUPER BUSY WOMEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of teachers came to suport us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shijia and i arrived very early soo we were revising geog at the roof garden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is e whole thing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to meet at buona vista mrt...last cabin(think it is the safest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...but oliu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was...late for tenminutes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's okay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we arrived at SCH damn early loh!! i called up sheila den she told us to W8!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyoh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go to the roof garden to revise geog...dunno why...i kept on going crazy...laugh and crap like hell...or whatsoever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we smelt sth UNPLEASANT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we turned around and see a man engrossed in smoking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was damn angry..okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stormed into e building again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DUN WANNA BE A PASSIVE SMOKER!!!! :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe...i hated 2 kinds of ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) ppl that are evil, always plotting to do bad and nasty stuffs, or betrayers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)PPL WHO SMOKES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe tt's weird...but it's true!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the coffee shop outside SCH and ordered drinks...and test each other geog notes...that was really useful.... we could remb all the concepts efficiently!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i called up sheila again and she told us wad to do....urshers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shijia and i were supposed to ursher VIPs...TT'S good...COS U WON'T MISS THE CONCERT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all our teachers came to watch!!! very supportive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but miss yap was late...tt could be understand...she is a busy woman...no choice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...saw lim qing's twin brother...as cute as lim qing...they look DAMN alike!!!9i noe saying this is stupid but IT'S TRUE!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST FUNNY THING WAS SEEING A HC BOY TRIP HIMSELF AND FALL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...no evil intentions really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's too dim in the hall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked damn embarrassed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he looked at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pretended tt i didn't see it...(but tt's impossible ... i noe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...den wenli was kept asking me about who's %^...den she got it correctly...yah...that one...!!!haha...she's too smart!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerS!!!&lt;br /&gt; :):]:):]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-1937260852124083316?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/1937260852124083316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=1937260852124083316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1937260852124083316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/1937260852124083316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-8356783067492853607</id><published>2008-05-28T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:33:49.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colecting Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Collecting Nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The net was green. The handle was wood, and the grip was uncomfortably thick, like that of a tennis racket borrowed from an old player. The mesh bag was long enough that if we caught a tiger swallowtail-or a spicebush swallowtail, or a mourning cloak, or a European cabbage, or a common sulphur, or a red admiral, or a painted lady, or a monarch, or a viceroy-we could with a twist of the wrist, flip its tappered tip over the wire rim and trap the butterfly inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, being careful not to scrape off the coloured scales, we pinched the wings shut and transferred the butterfly to the killing jar. (Our bible, A Field Guide of the Butterflies of North America, East of the Great Plains, by Alexander B klots, recommended a more compplicated method of transfer that involved holding the handle betweenn one's thinghs, grasping the bag just below the butterfly, slipping the jar just into the net, and coaxing the butterfly into the jar. But this technique demanded prodigious level of coordination-on the order, say, of that displayed by the cat in the hat when he balanced a goldfish bowl on an umbrella while standing on a rubber ball-and we were never able to master it!) My brother and I started with a shallow plastic container like a petri dish, which came in the children's butterfly kit that we had rapidly out grown, butbecause the hindwing projections of the swa;;owtails tended to get crushed against the perimeter, we graduated to a large glass jar from which our mother had scrubbed the last traces of strawberry jam. At the bottom of the killing jar was a piece of cotton saturated with carbon tetrachloride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cont.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-8356783067492853607?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/8356783067492853607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=8356783067492853607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/8356783067492853607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/8356783067492853607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/05/colecting-nature.html' title='Colecting Nature'/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-3952962939373864385</id><published>2008-05-25T23:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:34:53.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>选冰心老奶奶和朱自清先生散文的原因</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;选冰心老奶奶和朱自清先生散文的原因&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我非常钦佩这两为伟大的作家，这两为作家都非常爱国。通过自己的文章来抒发自己对国家的爱。就如冰心老奶奶来说，在“五四运动”的爆发和新文化运动的兴起，冰心老奶奶把自己的命运和民族的振兴紧密地联合在一起，她全身心地投入时代潮流，参加北京女学界联合宣传股的工作。在她在《晨报》上发表了第一篇散文后，作品直接涉及到重大的社会问题。　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;而朱自清先生在临终前，还嘱夫人：“有件事要记住，……我们家以后不能买国民党配给的美国面粉！”　毛泽东先生还高度评价朱自清先生说“我们中国人是有骨气的，朱自清一身重病，宁可饿死，不邻美国的‘救济粮’。”我们应当写闻一多颂，写朱自清颂，他表现了我们的民族气概。”　&lt;br /&gt;　　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我也非常喜欢阅读散文，特别是冰心老奶奶和朱自清先生的散文。我非常喜欢他们写散文的手法。他们的散文背后总是有那么多学习点。像朱自清先生的《匆匆》，朱自清先生告诉我们时光容易流逝，要珍惜美好的时光。而在冰心老奶奶的《小橘灯》里，她揭露了旧中国的黑暗现实，歌颂新社会的美好生活。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-3952962939373864385?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-7378590884892380194</id><published>2008-05-25T23:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:36:20.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>感想</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;感想&lt;br /&gt;　　　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;冰心的诗主要以母爱，童真，自然著称。她后来出洋留学，一去便是多年，她便通过笔来叙述自己的思念，迫切希望能够早点回家。她幻想着与母亲见面，幻想着回家，她很快乐。但是一旦没了幻想，那么她就会变得更加的失落与失望。背井离乡，又离开了至爱的母亲，怎会没有思乡之情呢？“故乡的波浪呵！你那飞溅的浪花，从前是怎么一滴滴的敲我的盘石，现在也怎么一滴滴的敲我的心弦。”冰心的散文，给了我万千的感慨。她的诗不含丝毫的虚伪，全是出自内心的真实感受，能够感人至深，她那深深的母爱，思母心切是我们所不能企及的。母爱是那么圣洁，它是世界上任何一种爱，所不能企及的。冰心是母爱的代名词，通过冰心我读懂了母爱。 此时的我，心潮澎湃，无法平静，万千感受，无法溢于言表达。&lt;br /&gt;　　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;在作这篇朱自清的文章分析之前，也曾经读过，但当时只是觉得文章写的很美，语句华丽，从没有细细品味琢磨过。现在仔细读过后，发现，它又带给我一些感触。荷塘很美，月色也一样。在作者笔下，荷塘是一片片连在一起的绿叶，一朵朵撒在荷叶上的白花，一屡屡若隐若现的清香，一丝丝静静的流水。月光照在荷叶上就像是灯光打在舞台上，而舞台上有薄薄的雾气，淡淡的树影。而舞台背景就是那模模糊糊的远山了。这就是作者笔下的荷塘月色了，很美。但朱自清先生心里并不宁静，他应该是没有心情欣赏这美景的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;当时，革命失败，社会动乱，每个人心里或多或少充斥着恐惧与不安，朱自清先生心里自然也有。那么我认为，他写这篇文章，欣赏这片荷塘，是为了缓解恐惧与不安的。他把荷塘当作是世外桃源，没有战乱，不受外界的干扰，是另一个世界。当作者带着这样的思想走进荷塘时，他所看见的就不仅仅是真实的荷塘了，而是自己心里所向往的那另一个世界了。朱自清先生写得越美，也就越能体现出他当时所期待的美好，也就越能反映出当时社会在他心里印象之差。荷塘是作者心中的净土，是作者精神之寄托。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-7378590884892380194?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/7378590884892380194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=7378590884892380194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/7378590884892380194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/7378590884892380194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_2374.html' title='感想'/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-8078493945894047634</id><published>2008-05-25T22:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:36:32.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>《谁动了我的奶酪》</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;《谁动了我的奶酪》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;内容大意： 书中有4个“人物”———两只小老鼠“嗅嗅”“匆匆”和两个小矮人“哼哼”“唧唧”。他们生活在一个迷宫里，奶酪是他们要追寻的东西。有一天，他们同时发现了一个储量丰富的奶酪仓库，便在那周围构筑起自己的幸福生活。很久之后的某天，奶酪突然不见了！这个突如其来的变化使他们的心态暴露无疑：嗅嗅，匆匆随变化而动，立刻穿上始终挂在脖子上的鞋子，开始出去再寻找，并很快就找到了更新鲜更丰富的奶酪；两个小矮人哼哼和唧唧面对变化却犹豫不决，烦恼丛生，始终固守在已经消失的美好幻觉中追忆和抱怨，无法接受奶酪已经消失的残酷现实。经过激烈的思想斗争，唧唧终于冲破了思想的束缚，穿上久置不用的跑鞋，重新进入漆黑的迷宫，并最终找到了更多更好的奶酪，而哼哼却仍在对苍天的追问中郁郁寡欢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;写出喜欢的三个句子和两个修辞手法：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 生活在变化，日子也在往前走，我们也应随之改变，而不是在原地踟蹰不前。&lt;br /&gt;2) 只有当你不希望变化，也不想追寻变化的时候，变化才会让你感到吃惊。&lt;br /&gt;3) 对有些人而言，奶酪代表的是一种物质上的享受：而对另一些人来说，奶酪则意味着健康的生活，或者是一种安宁富足的精神世界。&lt;br /&gt;4) 当老鼠们达到目的地后，他们脱下自己的跑鞋，有条不紊地将两只鞋系在一起，挂在脖子上———以便需要的时候能够很快穿上。（拟人）&lt;br /&gt;5) 哼哼和唧唧只是站在那里，一动不动，就像两座毫无生气的雕像。（比喻）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;启示：&lt;br /&gt;　　我喜欢这本书，因为它是一个可爱的故事，轻松愉快地便澄明了混沌的生活。当一位被变化所困惑的人坐在一面肮脏的镜子前，希望看清自己的真面目时，《谁动了我的奶酪？》就像一位智者，用一条白毛巾从容不迫地擦去镜子上的污迹，让困惑者真正发现自己的问题所在。书中的“奶酪”自然是个比喻，代表我们生命中的任何最想得到的东西，它可能是一份工作，也可能是金钱、爱情、幸福、健康或心灵的安宁等等。生活在这样一个快速，多变和危机的时代，每个人都可能面临着与过去完全不同的境遇，人们时常会感到自己的“奶酪”在变化。各种外在的强烈变化和内心的冲突相互作用，使人们在各种变化中茫然无措，先是追问———到底是谁动了“我的奶酪”？然后对新的生活状况无所适从，不能正确应对并陷入困惑之中难以自拔。如果在各种突如其来的变化中，总耽于“失去”的痛苦，“决定”的两难，“失望”的无奈……那么生活本身就会成为一种障碍。生活的迷宫很大，就会滞留在其中一角安身立命，久了，年纪渐长，就“懒得变动”，或者是“没有勇气和激情”再去变动和追寻。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-8078493945894047634?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/8078493945894047634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=8078493945894047634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/8078493945894047634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/8078493945894047634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_3218.html' title='《谁动了我的奶酪》'/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-5540104486888618918</id><published>2008-05-25T22:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:37:49.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>石姓系承石碏 家族显达卫国</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;石姓系承石碏 家族显达卫国&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;石碏(que,第四声)是石姓的始祖，历来的学者老早便已经考证得清清楚楚，所以丝毫不容置疑。因为，包括《姓纂》、《路史》等书在内的历代姓氏学权威之作，几乎都众口同声地指出石氏是：“《左传》卫大夫石碏之后。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;距今2000多年以前，自从石碏大义灭亲的卓越贡献之后，他们一家人便长期在卫国飞黄腾达，世代子孙都贵为大夫，像石鲐仲、石祁子等人，就曾前后名登史籍，使得石氏的名气，甫一开始便响亮万分。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;春秋时代的卫国，位置是现在的河南和河北一带。当时的石氏既然世代显达于卫国，则可想而知，这个家族最初应该是繁衍这个地区，然后才逐渐播迁到其他地方的。这个从2000多年以前便已十分有名气的家族，在历史上，还先后出过两位称孤道寡的皇帝，那就是南北朝时期后赵之主石勒，和五代时后晋的开国皇帝石敬瑭。石勒，曾是五胡十六国之中，神气十足的一位君主。他东征西伐，使后赵王朝的疆土日拓，称霸于北方；石敬瑭，则是历史上著名的认契丹为父的“儿皇帝”，他割让燕云十六州等事，曾受到千秋万世的唾骂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;不过，石家所出的这两个皇帝，却不是炎黄子孙的汉人，而都是外来的种族。石勒是五胡乱华时来到中原的羯人。石敬瑭的祖先是西夷人。由此可见，现在的石氏之族，组织是甚为复杂的。他们的中坚组成份子，固然无可置疑是春秋时代卫国大夫石碏的后裔，是最为道地的汉族。然而，在历史上两次著名的民族大融合之时，却的确加入了许多外来的新血轮，使得整个石氏家族，一天比一天庞大茁壮。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;由此可见，组成石氏的份子，是为数不少的，有汉族的子孙，有西夷人，有羯族人，更有张、冉、娄等氏的改姓，因此现在的石姓人，要想找到自己家族的真正来处，恐怕就比较费事了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-5540104486888618918?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/5540104486888618918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=5540104486888618918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/5540104486888618918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/5540104486888618918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_4037.html' title='石姓系承石碏 家族显达卫国'/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-103041329856286629</id><published>2008-05-25T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:38:18.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;妈妈，假如我变成了“柴”，我就能在寒冷的冬天生火为您取暖。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;妈妈，假如我变成了“米”，我就会天天把您的肚子添得饱饱的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;妈妈，假如我变成了“油”，我就会将一道道菜肴泛上亮光。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;妈妈，假如我变成了“盐”，我就会和菜肴“混”在一起，让他们更加美味。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-103041329856286629?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/103041329856286629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=103041329856286629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;《小橘灯》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写作背景&lt;br /&gt;《小橘灯》是我国著名的现代女作家冰心在1957年所写，它是一篇玲珑剔透、诗意盎然的散文精品，全文不过千把字，写的是发生在抗战年代，重庆效外极为平常的一件生活小事：“我”去访友偶遇一个贫穷的八九岁姑娘；这女孩的父亲因参加地下党工作而“失踪”，母亲遭特务殴打而卧病在床。“我”帮助小女孩打电话请大夫，并到她家探望。小女孩亲手制作了一个小橘灯给“我”。作者通过这一看似平凡的人和事，独具匠心地表现了一个严肃、深刻的主题，那就是：揭露旧中国的黑暗现实，歌颂新社会的美好生活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;文章分析&lt;br /&gt;时间：十二年前的一个除夕（1945年）&lt;br /&gt;地点：重庆郊外的一个小山村&lt;br /&gt;人物：“我”、小姑娘、小姑娘的妈妈，我的朋友。&lt;br /&gt;事件：（－）初通：小姑娘打电话-----------外貌  动作 　　　　　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;语言   （二）探望：小姑娘的家境-----------住的  用的  吃的  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;小姑娘招呼我  迎客  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;                                                             对话  做小橘灯 　送行 　　　　　　　　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;语言、动作 （三）思念：我的感受----------我和朋友的对话　离开山村　想起小橘灯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;《小橘灯》总共可以分成三个部分。&lt;br /&gt;第一部分：从开头到“说着就登、登、登地下楼去了。” 　　　　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;写初遇小姑娘，记叙小姑娘打电话为妈妈请医生的过程。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;第二部分：从“我又回到里屋去”到“我似乎觉得眼前有无限光明！” 　　　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;写探望小姑娘母女的经过。侧重表现小姑娘的乐观精神。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;第三部分：从“我的朋友已经回来了”到完。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;交代小姑娘父亲的情况及作者对小橘灯的思念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;文章第一部分对于小姑娘的描写&lt;br /&gt;外貌描写：只有八九岁光景，瘦瘦的苍白的脸，冻得发紫的嘴唇，头发很短，穿一身很破旧的　　　　　　　　　　　&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　衣裤，光脚穿一双草鞋…&lt;br /&gt;语言描写：写小姑娘小小年纪，见生人不惊慌，不拘谨，对答如流，表现小姑娘勇敢镇定的性　　&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　格。&lt;br /&gt;动作描写：写小姑娘挪动竹凳子，登上竹凳想去摘墙上的听话器，看见把手缩了回来，爬下竹　　　&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　凳。（我帮她打完电话）她感激地谢了我，回头就走。（我问她的家远吗？）　&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　她指着窗外说。说完就登、登、登地下楼去了。表现小姑娘勇敢、镇定、机灵、有　&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　礼貌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作者去探望小姑娘和她生病的妈妈的原因:&lt;br /&gt;因为作者喜爱、怜悯小姑娘，小姑娘这么小小年纪，在妈妈生病的情况下，却能表现出如此勇敢、镇静、懂事，使“我”钦佩，又挂念她生病的妈妈，所以想去探望。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;小姑娘的家境&lt;br /&gt;住的：屋子很小很黑。 用的：小炭炉、小沙锅、小凳子、小矮桌-----------家境贫寒&lt;br /&gt;吃的：红薯稀饭——我们的年夜饭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小姑娘的性格&lt;br /&gt;动作：开门，微笑，招手114我进去，蹲在我旁边，不住地打量我 ——表现小姑娘有礼貌、机警。作小橘灯的动作：伸手拿过一个最大的橘子来，用小刀削去上面的一段皮，又用两只手把底下　&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　的一大半轻轻地探捏着。慢慢地从橘皮里掏出一部一部的橘瓣来，放在她妈　&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　妈的枕头边。极其敏捷地拿过穿着麻线的大针，把那小橘碗四周相对地穿起　&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　来，像一个小筐似的，用一根小竹棍挑着，又从窗台上拿了一段极短的蜡　&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　头，放在里面点起来，递给我——表现小姑娘灵巧、关心别人。&lt;br /&gt;语言：第一次安慰我的话，洋溢着乐观精神，也是对客人的感激。她笑着说：“薯稀饭——　　&lt;br /&gt;　　　我们的年夜饭。”笑着面向困难，表现出乐观的精神。她说：“现在没有什么人，我爸　　　　         爸到外面去了……”对生人不讲父亲的去向，表现她的机警，更表现她的乐观。“天黑　&lt;br /&gt;　　　了，路滑，这盏小橘灯照你上山把！”表现小姑娘关心、体贴别人。第二次安慰我的　&lt;br /&gt;　　　话，更表现她的乐观精神。　　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第8自然段中小姑娘做小橘灯的动词：“穿、挑、拿、放、点、递”。这些动作表现小姑娘 心灵手巧、动作麻利，关心体贴他人。&lt;br /&gt;第9自然段，“她又像安慰我似的说：‘不久，我爸爸一定会回来的。那时我的妈妈就会好了…我们大家也都好了！”这表现了她坚定的信念，她坚信，前途必定是光明的。第一个“好”指妈妈病好了，心情也好了。第二个“好”指我们大家都会过上好日子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;文章的中心意思&lt;br /&gt;文章以小橘灯为线索，赞美小姑娘镇定、勇敢、乐观的精神。反映了国统区人民生活的痛苦和对光明的渴望，表达了作者对新社会的热爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-4438659985621196496?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/4438659985621196496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=4438659985621196496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/4438659985621196496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/4438659985621196496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_2260.html' title='《小橘灯》'/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-5043892219874057008</id><published>2008-05-25T22:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:46:51.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>小橘灯</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;小橘灯 冰心 　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;这是十几年以前的事了。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;在一个春节前一天的下午，我到重庆郊外去看一位朋友。她住在那个乡村的乡公所楼上。走上一段阴暗的仄仄的楼梯，进到一间有一张方桌和几张竹凳、墙上装着一架电话的屋子，再进去就是我的朋友的房间，和外间只隔一幅布帘。她不在家，窗前桌上留着一张条子，说是她临时有事出去，叫我等着她。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我在她桌前坐下，随手拿起一张报纸来看，忽然听见外屋板门吱地一声开了，过了一会儿，又听见有人在挪动那竹凳子。我掀开帘子，看见一个小姑娘，只有八九岁光景，瘦瘦的苍白的脸，冻得发紫的嘴唇，头发很短，穿一身很破旧的衣裤，光脚穿一双草鞋，正在登上竹凳想去摘墙上的听话器，看见我似乎吃了一惊，把手缩了回来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我问她：“你要打电话吗？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;她一面爬下竹凳，一面点头说；“我要XX医院，找胡大夫，我妈妈刚才吐了许多血！”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我问：“你知道XX医院的电话号码吗？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;她摇了摇头说：“我正想问电话局……”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我赶紧从机旁的电话本子里找到医院的号码，就又问她：“找到了大夫，我请他到谁家去呢？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;她说：“你只要说王春林家里病了，他就会来的。”　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我把电话打通了，她感激地谢了我，回头就走。我拉住她问：“你的家远吗？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;她指着窗外说：“就在山窝那棵大黄果树下面，一下子就走到的。”说着就噎、噎、噎地下楼去了。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我又回到里屋去，把报纸前前后后都看完了，又拿起一本《唐诗三百首》来，看了一半，天色越发阴沉了，我的朋友还不回来。我无聊地站了起来，望着窗外浓雾里迷茫的山景，看到那棵黄果树下面的小屋，忽然想去探望那个小姑娘和她生病的妈妈。我下楼在门口买了几个大红橘子，塞在手提袋里，顺着歪斜不平的石板路，走到那小屋的门口。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我轻轻地叩着板门，刚才那个小姑娘出来开了门，抬头看了我，先愣了一下，后来就微笑了，招手叫我进去。这屋子很小很黑，靠墙的板铺上，她的妈妈闭着眼平躺着，大约是睡着了，被头上有斑斑的血痕，她的脸向里侧着，只看见她脸上的乱发，和脑后的一个大髻。门边一个小炭炉，上面放着一个小沙锅，微微地冒着热气。这小姑娘把炉前的小凳子让我坐了，她自己就蹲在我旁边。不住地打量我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我轻轻地问：“大夫来过了吗？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;她说：“来过了，给妈妈打了一针……她现在很好。”她又像安慰我似的说：“你放心，大夫明早还要来的。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我问；“她吃过东西吗？这锅里是什么？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;她笑说：“红薯稀饭——我们的年夜饭。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我想起了我带来的橘子，就拿出来放在床边的小矮桌上。她没有做声，只伸手拿过一个最大的橘子来，用小刀削去上面的一段皮，又用两只手把底下的一大半轻轻地探捏着。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我低声问：“你家还有什么人？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;她说：“现在没有什么人，我爸爸到外面去了……”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;她没有说下去，只慢慢地从橘皮里掏出一瓤一瓤的橘瓣来，放在她妈妈的枕头边。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;炉火的微光，渐渐地暗了下去，外面变黑了。我站起来要走，她拉住我，一面极其敏捷地拿过穿着麻线的大针，把那小橘碗四周相对地穿起来，像一个小筐似的，用一根小竹棍挑着，又从窗台上拿了一段短短的蜡头，放在里面点起来，递给我说：“天黑了，路滑，这盏小橘灯照你上山吧！”　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我赞赏地接过，谢了她，她送我出到门外，我不知道说什么好，她又像安慰我似的说：“不久，我爸爸一定会回来的。那时我妈妈就会好了。”她用小手在面前画一个圆圈，最后按到我的手上：“我们大家也都好了！”显然地，这“大家”也包括我在内。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我提着这灵巧的小橘灯，慢慢地在黑暗潮湿的山路上走着。这朦胧的橘红的光，实在照不了多远，但这小姑娘的镇定、勇敢、乐观的精神鼓舞了我，我似乎觉得眼前有无限光明！我的朋友已经回来了，看见我提着小橘灯，便问我从哪里来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;我兑：“从……从王春林家来。”她惊异地说：“王春林，那个木匠，你怎么认得他？去年山下医学院里，有几个学生，被当做共产党抓走了，以后王春林也失踪了，据说他常替那些学生送信……”　　当夜，我就离开那山村，再也没有听见那小姑娘和她母亲的消息。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;但是从那时起，每逢春节，我就想起那盏小橘灯。十二年过去了，那小姑娘的爸爸一定早回来了。她妈妈也一定好了吧？因为我们“大家”都“好”了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-5043892219874057008?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-7984133016821594860</id><published>2008-05-25T22:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:49:15.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>《匆匆》</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;《匆匆》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写作背景&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;朱自清的散文诗《匆匆》写于一九二二年三月二十八日。时是“五四”落潮期，现实不断给作者以失望。但是诗人在彷徨中并不甘心沉沦，他站在他的“中和主义”立场上执着地追求着。他认为：“生活中的各种过程都有它独立的意义和价值——每一刹那有每一刹那的意义与价值！每一刹那在持续的时间里，有它相当的位置。”（朱自清《给俞平伯的信》二二年十一月七日）因此，他要“一步一步踏在泥土上，打下深深的脚印”（朱自清《毁灭》）以求得“段落的满足”。全诗在淡淡的哀愁中透出诗人心灵不平的低诉，这也反映了“五四”落潮期知识青年的普遍情绪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;文章分析&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;《匆匆》总共可以分成三个部分:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;第一部分：“燕子去了…”到“现在又到了哪里呢？”。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;作者提出我们的日子为什么一去不复返的问题。&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;第二部分：“我不知道他们给了我多少日子”到“为什么偏要白白走这一啊？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;作者在描述中形象地写出日子的流逝。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;第三部分：“你聪明的…”到“…一去不复返呢？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;作者反问第一段提出的问题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;这篇课文是一篇散文，作者是现代著名作家朱自清。文章一开始就提出“我们的日子为什么一去不复返呢？”这个问题，作者没有直接作出回答，而是通过具体描述日子来去的匆匆，告诉我们时光容易流逝，要珍惜美好的时光。作者运用了众多排比句来叙述时间怎样匆匆而过的。他也运用了反问句，加强文章的语气与感情色彩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;段落分析&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;第一段&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;“燕子去了，有再来的时候；杨柳枯了，有再青的时候；桃花谢了，有再开的时候。” 这是一个排比句，作者用对比的手法，把“燕子去了还来，杨柳枯了还青，桃花谢了还开”与时间流逝进行比较，写出了时间一去不复返的特点。燕子有再来的时候，杨柳有再青的时候，桃花有再开的时候，唯有时光不再，去了，就一去无回。　本段最后四个反问句，表达了作者对时光逝去而无法挽留的无奈和对已逝日子的留恋。4个问句，作者在问谁？可以理解为作者可能在问自己，也可能是在问你、问他，问我们所有的人；也可以理解为作者在用问句表达心里的疑惑，他或许并不想让谁回答，而是想以发问的方式告诉人们无论对谁时间都是一去不复返的，每个人都应该好好珍惜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;第二段&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;“在默默里算着，八千多个日子已经从我手中溜去；像针尖上的一滴水滴在大海里，我的日子滴在时间的流里，没有声音，也没有影子。我不禁头涔涔而泪潸潸了。” “八千多个日子”是指作者从1898年出生到写作本文的1922年，一共是24年，八千多个日子。这句话作者用了比喻，把逝去的时间比作“针尖上的一滴水”，把“时间的流”比作“大海”，这样描写使本来无形的时间变得有形。“溜”“没有声音，没有影子”可以理解为时间无声无息的流逝，非常快。“我不禁头涔涔而泪潸潸了”，可以体会到作者面对逝去的日子，觉得自己光阴虚度而无所作为，不禁流泪落汗。由此可见作者是十分在意时间的，因为只有珍惜时间的人，才能感受到时间的无情流逝，才会觉得时间不够用，才会用一日一日的计算时间。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;第三段&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;“洗手的时候，日子从水盆里过去；吃饭的时候，日子从饭碗里过去；默默时，便从凝然的双眼前过去。我觉察他去的匆匆了，伸出手遮挽时，他又从遮挽着的手边过去，天黑时，我躺在床上，他便伶伶俐俐地从我身上跨过，从我脚边飞去了。等我睁开眼和太阳再见，这算又溜走了一日。我掩着面叹息。但是新来的日子的影儿又开始在叹息里闪过了。” 作者使用了排比句，把时间拟人化，“跨、飞、溜、闪”，写出了一天的时间是怎样很快的从身边“溜走”的。作者也通过生活具体的小事情“吃饭、洗手、睡觉、沉默”等，赋予时间以生命，十分生动具体的描写出了时间是怎样一点一滴在不知不觉中从我们身边流逝的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;第四段&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;作者总共有六次追问，而他只回答了前两次追问。写出了自己对人生的思索，他反自问：“在逃去如飞的日子里，在干门万户的世界里的我能做些什么呢？”思索的结果是明确的，他不甘心虚度此生：“我赤裸裸来到这世界，转眼间也将赤裸裸的回去罢？但不能平的，为什么偏要白白走这一遭啊？”　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;第五段&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;结尾一句，照应了开头，突出了作者关于时光匆匆的感慨，引人深思。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;文中的修辞手法&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;排比&lt;br /&gt;燕子“再来”，杨柳“再青”，桃花“再开”，“日子从水盆里过去”，“从饭碗里过去”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;拟人&lt;br /&gt;时间能“跨、飞、溜、闪”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;比喻&lt;br /&gt;过去的日子“如轻烟”“如薄雾”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;叠词&lt;br /&gt;“匆匆” “默默”“斜斜”“白白”“茫茫然”“赤裸裸”“轻轻悄悄”“伶伶俐　　俐”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;词句&lt;br /&gt;1) 涔涔：形容汗、泪、水等不断地流下。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;2) 潸潸：形容泪流不止。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;3) 伶伶俐俐：脚步轻快的样子。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;4) 徘徊：在一个地方来回地走。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;5) 赤裸裸：形容光着身子，不穿衣服。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;6) 确乎：的确。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;7) 凝然：本文指眼睛定定地看的样子。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;8) 一去不复返：去了以后，再也不回来了。形容事物已成过去，不能重现。　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;9) 挪移：挪借。课文中指挪动。　 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;10) 空虚：里面没有什么实在的东西；不充实。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11）“早上我起来的时候，……新来的日子的影儿又开始在叹息里闪过了。”作者用了排比句，用描述的方法告诉人们时间是怎样流逝。太阳他有脚啊，轻轻悄悄地挪移了，我也茫茫然跟着旋。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12）“太阳有脚”，“挪移”以拟人的手法写出时间在不经意间悄悄溜走。“我也茫茫然跟着旋转”作者以略自责的口吻表明自己在那些日子里糊涂地过着日子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-7984133016821594860?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/7984133016821594860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=7984133016821594860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/7984133016821594860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/7984133016821594860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_7324.html' title='《匆匆》'/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-442543813761758327</id><published>2008-05-25T22:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:49:52.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>《匆匆》</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;《匆匆》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;燕子去了，有再来的时候；杨柳枯了，有再青的时候；桃花谢了，有再开的时候。但是，聪明的，你告诉我，我们的日子为什么一去不复返呢？——是有人偷了他们罢：那是谁？又藏在何处呢？是他们自己逃走了罢：现在又到了哪里呢？ 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;我不知道他们给了我多少日子；但我的手确乎是渐渐空虚了。在默默里算着，八千多日子已经从我手中溜去；像针尖上一滴水滴在大海里，我的日子滴在时间的流里，没有声音，也没有影子。我不禁头涔涔而泪潸潸了。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;去的尽管去了，来的尽管来着；去来的中间，又怎样地匆匆呢？早上我起来的时候，小屋里射进两三方斜斜的太阳。太阳他有脚啊，轻轻悄悄地挪移了；我也茫茫然跟着旋转。于是——洗手的时候，日子从水盆里过去；吃饭的时候，日子从饭碗里过去；默默时，便从凝然的双眼前过去。我觉察他去的匆匆了，伸出手遮挽时，他又从遮挽着的手边过去，天黑时，我躺在床上，他便伶伶俐俐地从我身上跨过，从我脚边飞去了。等我睁开眼和太阳再见，这算又溜走了一日。我掩着面叹息。但是新来的日子的影儿又开始在叹息里闪过了。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;在逃去如飞的日子里，在千门万户的世界里的我能做些什么呢？只有徘徊罢了，只有匆匆罢了；在八千多日的匆匆里，除徘徊外，又剩些什么呢？过去的日子如轻烟，被微风吹散了，如薄雾，被初阳蒸融了；我留着些什么痕迹呢？我何曾留着像游丝样的痕迹呢？我赤裸裸来到这世界，转眼间也将赤裸裸的回去罢？但不能平的，为什么偏要白白走这一遭啊？ 　　&lt;br /&gt;你聪明的，告诉我，我们的日子为什么一去不复返呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-442543813761758327?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/442543813761758327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=442543813761758327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/442543813761758327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/442543813761758327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_6740.html' title='《匆匆》'/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-5583157900523308883</id><published>2008-05-25T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:50:31.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>《春》</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;《春》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写作背景&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;《春》大致写于1928年至1937年，朱自清在写此文时，已经没有初期创作诗文时的那种淡淡的哀怨的情调，而是鲜明地表现出新鲜的格调和欢乐的情绪。在大自然中，他发现了美和希望，于是欣喜万状，写下了著名的散文精品《春》，反映了他对美的追求，对光明的向往，表达了他对未来的希望，流露了积极进取的精神。这篇散文以诗的笔调，描绘了花卉争荣、生机勃勃的春天的图画，赞美、抒唱春的创造力和带给人们以无限希望，从而激励人们在大好春光里辛勤劳作，奋然向前。这篇作品可以说是一首抒情诗，一幅风景画，是一曲春的赞歌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;文章分析&lt;br /&gt;《春》总共可分成三个部分。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;第一部分：“盼望着，盼望着…”到“春天的脚步近了”。这个部分写出了盼望春天的来临。　　　　&lt;br /&gt;第二部分：“一切都像…”到“…有的是希望”。这个部分写春到人间的各种景象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;第三部分：“春天像刚落地的娃娃”到“领着我们上前去”。这个部分写人们热情地赞颂春天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;段落分析&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一段&lt;br /&gt;作者在文章开头用了两个“盼望着”， 表现了渴望春天到来的迫切心情。“东风来了”，“东风” 借指春风，它是春天的报讯者。“脚步近了”仿佛把春天比拟作人。从盼望到感到春风来了，到仿佛听到春天的脚步声，写出了作者盼春的急切和得知春来的喜悦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二段&lt;br /&gt;春回大地，万物复苏的总写。“睡醒”和“欣欣然张开了眼”表现了这一点。“一切”是指世上万物。“睡醒”和“张开了眼”　是比喻，也是拟人。这个句子描绘了万物经过漫长的严冬后，蒙受春的温暖、滋润得以复苏的神态。“欣欣然”是指欢欢喜喜的样子，表达出万物苏醒时的欣喜感情。“山浪润起来了”，表示明朗、润译。因为春天来了，春草出土，树叶翠绿，所以山是朗润的。“水涨起来了”，表示春天冰雪融化，春雨滋润了大地，使万物复苏。作者用了“润”、“涨”和“红”描写春天那一幅春意盎然、生气勃勃和一片喜气洋洋的景象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第三段&lt;br /&gt;春天来了，草从土地里生长出来。作者用“偷偷”生动地写出了小草在春的催发下，在人们难以察觉的情况中，不声不响地生长的动态。用“钻”而不用“长”，使人产生小草破土而出的形象，而且也显示了它们顽强的生命力。“嫩嫩”写出了初生小草的鲜嫩可爱，“绿绿的”写出了小草悦目的色彩。“一大片一大片满是的”，说明草很多。作者用了“坐”、“躺”、“滚”、“踢”、“跑”和“捉”这几个动词来说明小草惹人喜爱的样子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第四段&lt;br /&gt;作者描写了五颜六色的花朵盛开的景象，还有蜜蜂、和蝴蝶在忙着采蜜、传花粉。“散在草丛里像眼睛，像星星，还眨呀眨的”这是一个比喻句，把花儿比作成眼睛和星星，写出了满山遍野繁花的景象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第五段&lt;br /&gt;作者首先用了一个比喻，直接写春风的柔和，接着第二句写各种气味“泥土的气息”，“春草味儿”，“花的香”，它们都是通过春风徐徐送入人们鼻里，使人直接感觉到春风的和煦。第三和第四句写声音：鸟鸣、流水、短笛声随风应和，在耳边鸣响。作者借助的这些事物中小鸟的鸣声写得最详细。他用“呼朋引伴地卖弄”，写出鸟儿们活泼、愉快的情态，用“清脆”、“婉转”描写鸟鸣声的动听、悦耳。作者就这样借助于各种气味、各种音响来表现春风柔和的特点和它给人以愉快的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第六段&lt;br /&gt;作者描写了春雨的特点。“像牛毛，像花针，像细丝”是排比，也是比喻。绿色的植物却在春雨中茁壮成长；农民也在播种的季节辛勤劳动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第七段&lt;br /&gt;冬去春来，人们也都趁着这大好的季节，无论男女老少都到外面去舒展筋骨，沐浴在春天的温暖中，送走冬的寒意。写天上的风筝到地下的孩子。从孩子又写到成人（从小到老），从城市写到农村。所有的人都出来迎接春天了。“舒活”“抖擞”两词的重叠，反映了人们度过寒冬，纷纷从房舍里走出来，迎接春天到来的喜悦心情，“各做各的事”，又反映了勤劳的人们正利用大好春光创建自己美好生活的积极奋发的精神，绘出了人勤春早的生气勃勃的景象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第八段&lt;br /&gt;这句写春天激励着人们把握时机，奋发向上，辛勤劳作，也抒发了作者热爱生活，进而要创建美好生活，积极向上的思想感情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第九段&lt;br /&gt;“春天像刚落地的娃娃”，是一个排比句。这个比喻点明了春刚降临人间，是新生的，是新的一年的开始。突出了春天的“新”和她给人带来了新的希望。作者还把春天比喻成一个花枝招展的小姑娘。因为春天装扮了大自然，美化了人间，突出了春天的“美”。作者也把春天比喻成健壮的少年。这是揭示春天有不可遏制的生命力，像小伙子一样有着青春的活力，它是向上的、前进的。作者共用三个比喻总写春天。春天是新的，春天有旺盛的生命力：“春天像刚落地的娃娃，从头到脚都是新的，它生长着。”春天是美的，是活泼生动的：“春天像小姑娘，花枝招展的，笑着，走着。”春天是健壮有力的：“春天像健壮的青年，有铁一般的胳膊和腰脚，领着我们上前去。”从刚落地的娃娃，到小姑娘，到青年，文章描写的顺序也耐人寻味，写出了不同时段的不同景象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-5583157900523308883?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/5583157900523308883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-4279583997937540923</id><published>2008-05-25T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:51:53.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>《春》</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;《春》&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;盼望着，盼望着，东风来了，春天的脚步近了。&lt;br /&gt;一切都象刚睡醒的样子，欣欣然张开了眼。山朗润起来了，水涨起来了，太阳的脸红起来了。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;小草偷偷地从土里钻出来，嫩嫩的，绿绿的。园子里，田野里，瞧去，一大片一大片满是的。坐着，趟着，打两个滚，踢几脚球，赛几趟跑，捉几回迷藏。风轻悄悄的，草软绵绵的。 　　桃树、杏树、梨树，你不让我，我不让你，都开满了花赶趟儿。红的像火，粉的像霞，白的像雪。花里带着甜味儿，闭了眼，树上仿佛已经满是桃儿、杏儿、梨儿！花下成千成百的蜜蜂嗡嗡地闹着，大小的蝴蝶飞来飞去。野花遍地是：杂样儿，有名字的，没名字的，散在草丛里像眼睛，像星星，还眨呀眨的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;“吹面不寒杨柳风”，不错的，像母亲的手抚摸着你。风里带来些新翻的泥土气息，混着青草味儿，还有各种花的香都在微微润湿的空气里酝酿。鸟儿将窠巢安在繁花嫩叶当中，高兴起来了，呼朋引伴地卖弄清脆的喉咙，唱出宛转的曲子，与轻风流水应和着。牛背上牧童的短笛，这时候也成天嘹亮地响。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;雨是最寻常的，一下就是两三天。可别恼。看，像牛毛，像花针，像细丝，密密地斜织着，人家屋顶上全笼着一层薄烟。树叶子却绿得发亮，小草儿也青得逼你的眼。傍晚时候，上灯了，一点点黄晕的光，烘托出一片安静而和平的夜。乡下去，小路上，石桥边，有撑起伞慢慢走着的人；还有地里工作的农夫，披着蓑，戴着笠。他们的房屋，稀稀疏疏的，在雨里静默着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;天上风筝渐渐多了，地上孩子也多了。城里乡下，家家户户，老老小小，也赶趟儿似的，一个个都出来了。舒活舒活筋骨，抖擞精神，各做各的一份儿事去了。“一年之计在于春”，刚起头儿有的是工夫，有的是希望。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;春天像刚落地的娃娃，从头里脚是新的，它生长着。春天像小姑娘，花枝招展的，笑着，走着。春天像健壮的青年，有铁一般的胳膊和腰脚，领着我们上前去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-4279583997937540923?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/4279583997937540923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=663330167879075700&amp;postID=4279583997937540923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/4279583997937540923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/663330167879075700/posts/default/4279583997937540923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_3359.html' title='《春》'/><author><name>my story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15530191023415897600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-5376384231959021972</id><published>2008-05-25T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:54:30.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>文章分析——《荷塘月色》</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;文章分析——《荷塘月色》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朱自清先生的散文《荷塘月色》长期以来脍炙人口，是中国现代散文的一篇佳作。不仅如此，它的思想感情的自然流露与艺术手法的匠心独运，使它成为炉火纯青、浑然天成的艺术瑰宝。文章起笔便是“这几天颇不宁静”。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;为什么不宁静呢？是作者与同事产生了龃龉，与学生发生了矛盾，还是与老婆吵架了？似在造成某种悬念。接着写自己去荷塘旁边漫步，月光下荷塘上的美景，令人陶醉，“什么也可以想，什么也可以不想，便觉是一个自由的人”。但忽然又觉得，“热闹是它们的，我什么都没有。”这正是作者淡淡的哀愁与淡淡的喜悦相互交织的矛盾心情的真实反映。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;想要到大自然中排遣苦闷而又终于无法排遣的无奈的心态和感受，自然而然地流露出来。这就构成了作品的抒情美。那“另一个世界”正是作者理想的自由的世界。而作者在这里仅仅能获得片刻的逍遥。这正好反映了引起作者内心矛盾的更为广阔的社会背景。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;艺术手法匠心独运&lt;br /&gt;运用反衬或对比表现矛盾心境 荷塘月色图是全文的主体部分。但后面的江南采莲图则与之相反衬，一冷一热，一静一动，一实一虚，暗示作者内心的矛盾，两幅图画互为补充，形成对比，相映成趣，形成绘画美。文中热闹的蝉鸣、蛙叫也都反衬心灵的“平淡”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;运用比喻和拟人表现优美形象 荷叶像亭亭的舞女的裙。荷花像一粒粒的明珠，像碧天里的星星，又如“刚出浴的美人”，已把荷花的特质表现到了极致。作者正是运用一系列的比喻从不同角度和侧面，刻画了荷花、荷叶等优美形象。这就丰富了作品的绘画美。 荷花有“袅娜地开着的”，有“羞涩地打着朵儿的”。“袅娜”本来形容女子姿态的美好，“羞涩”本来形容难为情的样子。这里把荷花当作美女来描写，既写出了荷花之美，又写出了人的感觉，更加点缀了作品的绘画美。&lt;br /&gt;运用移觉或通感表现独特感受 作者运用移觉即通感，表现了荷香的迷人以及光和影的和谐之美。如“微风过处，送来缕缕清香，仿佛远处高楼上渺茫的歌声似的”。又如“塘中的月色并不均匀，但光和影有着和谐的旋律，如梵婀玲上奏着的名曲”。如此细腻入微的感受真是令人如痴如醉。这就&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;充实了作品的抒情美。&lt;br /&gt;运用叠字或叠词表现和谐节奏 本文的语言运用叠字(叠词)，或以“AA”的形式重叠，如“星星”“田田”，或以“AABB”的形式重叠，如“曲曲折折”，或以“ABB”的形式重叠”,如“一粒粒” “一缕缕”。这些叠字点缀在文句之中，使语言的音节和谐起伏，错落有致，铿锵有声，真是回肠荡气，余音绕梁。这样，展示了作品的音乐美。 当然，《荷塘月色》的艺术表现是多方面的，思想内涵也是极其丰富的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;语句赏析&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1）第3段，作者在路上一段抒情独白&lt;br /&gt;（“路上只我一个人……这是独处的妙处”）此段抛开了写景，是否偏离了文章的中心呢？抛开了写景直抒胸臆也反映了作者痛楚心态，蕴含对黑暗现实的不满。实际上，这“情”离不开“景”，正是在那幽僻路上，抒发“独处”之情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;2) 作者是怎样从这五个方面描绘这月下荷塘美景的：荷叶、荷花、荷香、荷波、荷韵.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;荷叶：“叶子出水很高，像亭亭的舞女的裙。”运用比喻手法写出荷叶的风姿。由“出水很高”联想到“亭亭的舞女的裙”。两者不仅相似，而且写出其动态美。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;荷花：“层层的叶子中间，……又如刚出浴的美人。”运用拟人、比喻的手法。“袅娜”写出荷花的饱满盛开状，“羞涩”写荷花含苞待放。这两个词本是用来描写女子娇美姿态、羞涩神情的，现在用来写荷花，赋予物以生命力和感情。这是拟人写法。接着连用三个比喻，分别描绘了淡月辉映下荷花晶莹剔透的闪光，绿叶衬托下荷花忽明忽暗的闪光，以及荷花不染纤尘的美质。写出了荷花的神韵，倾注了作者的主观感情，可以激发读者的想象。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;荷香：“微风过处，送来缕缕清香，仿佛远处高楼上渺茫的歌声似的。”由嗅觉向听觉转移。“缕缕清香”与“渺茫的歌声”在许多方面有相似之处，如时断时续、若有若无、轻淡飘渺、沁人心脾等，其间感觉的转移伴随想象的跳跃。“清香”与“歌声”同属美好的事物，把“清香”比喻成远处的“歌声”，烘托出几分幽雅和宁静来。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;荷波：“叶子与花也有一丝的颤动，……这便宛然有了一道凝碧的波痕。”运用拟人的手法，写出微风过处叶花颤动的情状，既有视觉形象，叶子“有一丝的颤动”化为“一道凝碧的波痕”；又有听觉形象，风吹花叶的颤动声音。动静结合，形象地传达出荷塘富有生气的风姿，创造出了清幽恬静的氛围。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;荷韵：“叶子底下是脉脉的流水，遮住了，不能见一些颜色；而叶子却更见风致了。”作者把所见与想象结合，“脉脉”本指默默地用眼神或行动来表情传意，这里用来写流水，塘水在茂密的荷叶下是看不到的，作者却由叶子的“风韵”想象到那叶子下的水“脉脉”有情，真正做到了言有尽而意无穷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;3) 认识“通感” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;引出“微风过处，送来缕缕清香，仿佛远处高楼上渺茫的歌声似的。”句的比喻特点： 本体—花香（作用于人的嗅觉） 喻体—渺茫的歌声（作用于人的听觉） 立于微风中嗅那馨香，时有时无；听那远处歌声，时断实续，沟通了不同类的感官。这也恰恰说明“人在景中”。再引出第5、6段中“通感”的句子，也可引导鉴赏 5、6段中比喻、拟人句。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;4) 月色本是难状之景，作者用了一些传神的动词：&lt;br /&gt;( 如：“泻”“浮”“洗”“画”等），描绘出了可感的月光形象&lt;br /&gt;泻——既照应了以流水喻月光，又写出了月辉照耀，一泻无余的景象，使月光有了动感。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;浮——写深夜水气由下而上轻轻升腾，慢慢扩散、弥漫，以动景写静景，描绘雾的轻飘状态。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;洗——写“叶子和花”在月光映照下一种奶白色而又鲜艳欲滴的状态。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;画——有“人为”动作含于其中，仿佛有无形的手在展纸描绘“倩影”，写出了投在荷叶上的月影之真、之美。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;5) 文中萦绕于作者内心的思绪的语句&lt;br /&gt;1)“这一片天地好像是我的；我也像超出了平常的自己，到了另一个世界里。”句感慨自己平日身不由己，现在暂得宽余，流露出对黑暗环境的不满但又感到孤独寂寞的心情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;2)“这是独处的妙处，我且受用这无边的荷香月色好了。”句“且”字表明了虽只是暂得解脱可又不能不立即逃离现实的心态，透露出一丝的喜悦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;3)“但热闹是他们的，我什么也没有。”句“但”字笔锋陡转，蝉蛙如此“热闹”也不能感染作者，依然难以摆脱绵绵的愁绪，照应了文眼“颇不宁静”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;4)“这真是有趣的事，可惜我们现在早已无福消受了。”梁元帝的《采莲赋》描绘了一个热闹欢快的境界，让读者置身于江南的盛况之中，作者也想乘着想象的翅膀，飞离痛苦的现实世界，去感受有趣的事。“可惜”一词告诉我们作者又从热闹的采莲盛况中返回了灰色的现实，无奈之情溢于言表。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;5)“这令我到底惦着江南了。--这样想着，猛一抬头，不觉已是自己的门前。” 江南是作者的故乡，毕业后作者又曾经在江南的一些地方任教，写下过不少赞美江南的文章。到了清华之后，常表达出思想之情，“今晚”寻求佳境，意在摆脱“不宁静”的心情，但难以摆脱，身处烦忧，忆往怀旧，想借此超然于现实的重压之外，但这同样是不可能的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;6)“我爱热闹，也爱冷静。爱群居，也爱独处。”表现了朱自清的中庸之道，不偏激,也是作者写的和表现的不平静的原因，作者是个文人，是一个自由主义知识份子。而在当时的历史背景下，他本人的心情其实处于一种很矛盾的情感。他不知道自己的方向在那儿。所以现在的学者都认为，作者写这篇文章为我们描绘的是与现实对立的艺术世界，是一种理想的世界。“这几天心里颇不平静”也是这篇文章的文眼，文章最后一段的最后一句从时空上让人感觉到心里落差，是梦幻与现实的对比。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/663330167879075700-5376384231959021972?l=musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musix-is-my-soul.blogspot.com/feeds/5376384231959021972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4w24Nkg66A/SLjhKXjYdFI/AAAAAAAAADg/jEAF67aYLnQ/S220/W020060518285298343680.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-663330167879075700.post-4571940986069277845</id><published>2008-05-25T22:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:55:13.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>《河塘月色》</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;《河塘月色》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;这几天心里颇不宁静。今晚在院子里坐着乘凉，忽然想起日日走过的荷塘，在这满月的光&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;里，总该另有一番样子吧。月亮渐渐地升高了，墙外马路上孩子们的欢笑，已经听不见了；妻在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;屋里拍着闰儿，迷迷糊糊地哼着眠歌。我悄悄地披了大衫，带上门出去。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;沿着荷塘，是一条曲折的小煤屑路。这是一条幽僻的路；白天也少人走，夜晚更加寂寞。荷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;塘四面，长着许多树，蓊蓊郁郁的。路的一旁，是些杨柳，和一些不知道名字的树。没有月光的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;晚上，这路上阴森森的，有些怕人。今晚却很好，虽然月光也还是淡淡的。&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;　　 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;路上只我一个人，背着手踱着。这一片天地好像是我的；我也像超出了平常的自己，到了另&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;一世界里。我爱热闹，也爱冷静；爱群居，也爱独处。像今晚上，一个人在这苍茫的月下，什么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;都可以想，什么都可以不想，便觉是个自由的人。白天里一定要做的事，一定要说的话，现在都&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;可不理。这是独处的妙处，我且受用这无边的荷香月色好了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;曲曲折折的荷塘上面，弥望的是田田的叶子。叶子出水很高，像亭亭的舞女的裙。层层的叶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;子中间，零星地点缀着些白花，有袅娜地开着的，有羞涩地打着朵儿的；正如一粒粒的明珠，又&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;碧天里的星星，又如刚出浴的美人。微风过处，送来缕缕清香，仿佛远处高楼上渺茫的歌声似&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;的。这时候叶子与花也有一丝的颤动，像闪电般，霎时传过荷塘的那边去了。叶子本是肩并肩密&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;密地挨着，这便宛然有了一道凝碧的波痕。叶子底下是脉脉的流水，遮住了，不能见一些颜色；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;而叶子却更见风致了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;月光如流水一般，静静地泻在这一片叶子和花上。薄薄的青雾浮起在荷塘里。叶子和花仿佛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;在牛乳中洗过一样；又像笼着轻纱的梦。虽然是满月，天上却有一层淡淡的云，所以不能朗照；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;但我以为这恰是到了好处——酣眠固不可少，小睡也别有风味的。月光是隔了树照过来的，高处&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;丛生的灌木，落下参差的斑驳的黑影，峭楞楞如鬼一般；弯弯的杨柳的稀疏的倩影，却又像是画&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;在荷叶上。塘中的月色并不均匀；但光与影有着和谐的旋律，如梵婀玲上奏着的名曲。&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;荷塘的四面，远远近近，高高低低都是树，而杨柳最多。这些树将一片荷塘重重围住；只在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;小路一旁，漏着几段空隙，像是特为月光留下的。树色一例是阴阴的，乍看像一团烟雾；但杨柳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;的丰姿，便在烟雾里也辨得出。树梢上隐隐约约的是一带远山，只有些大意罢了。树缝里也漏着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;一两点路灯光，没精打采的，是渴睡人的眼。这时候最热闹的，要数树上的蝉声与水里的蛙声；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;但热闹是它们的，我什么也没有。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;忽然想起采莲的事情来了。采莲是江南的旧俗，似乎很早就有，而六朝时为盛；从诗歌里可&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;以约略知道。采莲的是少年的女子，她们是荡着小船，唱着艳歌去的。采莲人不用说很多，还有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;看采莲的人。那是一个热闹的季节，也是一个风流的季节。梁元帝《采莲赋》里说得好：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　 　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;于是妖童媛女，荡舟心许；鷁首徐回，兼传羽杯；欋将移而藻挂，船欲动而萍开。尔其纤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;腰束素，迁延顾步；夏始春余，叶嫩花初，恐沾裳而浅笑，畏倾船而敛裾。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;可见当时嬉游的光景了。这真是有趣的事，可惜我们现在早已无福消受了。于是又记起《西&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;洲曲》里的句子：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　采莲南塘秋，莲花过人头；低头弄莲子，莲子清如水。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;今晚若有采莲人，这儿的莲花也算得“过人头”了；只不见一些流水的影子，是不行的。这&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;令我到底惦着江南了。——这样想着，猛一抬头，不觉已是自己的门前；轻轻地推门进去，什么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span 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