Quill の Eden

     不知咋地，自從163的博客被一個我不想他知道的人發現后，每次寫日誌都有所保留；而我又不想設置權限哦，所以現在也很少更新。不想寫Q-ZONE，博客又顯得已經失去了往日的好FREE的感覺，突然想起這裡，其實平時除了寫寫英文，保存一些經典文字之外，也是可以寫寫心裡話的。只是發現，人在成長，卻越是懶惰。很多瑣碎的心情與感想，其實是很想用唯美的文字串起來，只可惜.........是大腦在退化吧？呵呵.........

    這幾天的感覺好奇怪，心也很亂，每晚都做夢，有時還會夢見一些現實中不應該出現的畫面，在理智與情感的鬥爭下，我知道現實終究是現實，而我都明白到爲什麽別人總說“現實是殘酷的”。嘗試著自我勸說，希望能從自我中蛻變，不想驚動家人，也不想驚動朋友。什麽都不想，以前有煩惱，總能找個方式來轉移注意力，狂吃，運動，唱K,狂玩遊戲........現在似乎什麽都不想。懶懶的躺在床上，很頽很煩人。

    狂風，暴雨，這幾天的天氣很不穩定，有時還很惡劣。其實我應該感謝“天鵝”和“莫拉克”的，因為，它讓我感受到那真正的，狂風暴雨，一點兒痛，麻麻的。

I couldn't remenber when I started with watching this programn, AMERICAN'S GOT TALENT. I love it because there are many different stories you got from the players and their singing.

Actually, I love the voice of children. They always moved me , even glistened with tears. I remenbered the name of " David", arround the period of hearing of the news of MJ's death.

Little David, I really see MJ from your face, your voice , everything. Thank you ! You got the talent !

 

 

  

 

 

Another beautiful voice as below :

 

 

 

 

There is someone that is coming or passing away in your life around the clock, so you may lose sight of those seen, and forget those remembered.
There is gain and loss in your life, so you may catch sight of those unseen, and remember those forgotten.
Nevertheless, doesn‘t the unseen exist for sure?
Will the remembered remain for ever?

It‘s true that we have been leading a difficult life, for we need not only to be under various external pressures, but also to be in the face of internal perplexities.
You would be affected by the warmth of life if someone gives you an understanding look during your bitter struggle.
Even a mere glance would make you moved and inspired.

Be sure that you have never had any regrets in your life which only lasts for a few decades.
Laugh or cry as you like, and it‘s meaningless to oppress yourself.

Dear Suey ,

You are special, you are unique; may your Christmas be also as special and unique as you are! Merry Christmas!

Kind Regards

Konrad

p.s. On the photo you can see my City – Warsaw. I took it yesterday especially for you J. It’s a pity there is no snow, but nevertheless it is still splendid view, isn’t it.

You’re not your job. You’re not how much money you have in the bank. You’re not the car you drive. You’re not the contents of your wallet. You’re not your fucking khakis. You’re the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

Man, I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.

In the world I see - you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You'll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. You'll climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. And when you look down, you'll see tiny figures pounding corn, laying strips of venison on the empty car pool lane of some abandoned superhighway.

    今日kulo话我欠距太多，我听咗之后觉得好心酸。两个人一齐本来就唔应该太过计较边个付出得多，边个付出得少。我发现呢排距对我越来越大意见，系咪真系相处好，同住难呢？就例如咁啦，唔满意我咁早训啦，又或者唔满意我比距迟起身；又或者系连我训觉姿势都唔满意，明明距自己都系屈起只脚咖啦，点解距可以我唔可以哦？餐餐买送煮饭，好食就话好食，唔好食就弹到咩咁，其实我真系唔想咁早过D咁噶生活，点解有D野距就认为我系理所当然要做呢？成日都忽冷忽热，叫都唔应，问距点解，就话我衰，问距究竟我点衰，又讲唔出，究竟我系咪真系咁衰呢？呢几日我发现自己好想好想逃离呢度，唔想再系度住啦，感觉好似寄人篱下咁，系咪我真系欠咗距嘅？

    我承认自己喺个好怕寂寞嘅人，所以如果突然又变翻一个人，或者我会好唔习惯，但唔知点解，呢几日，我真喺唔想再继续落去，感觉好辛苦？！！！