人際關係

真的是個考驗

有些人就是不喜歡

但還是要碰到看到

甚至有可能是自己的親人

最近又要碰到這種人

一碰到這種人

我就很想把自己縮起來

井水不犯河水的過

埃 突然很想念老大

他總是對我諄諄教導

也想到普小姐 總是給我智慧上的小提醒

這些人都離我很遠 但卻關懷過我

給我寶貴的忠告

為什嘛陌生朋友的關懷

無比真實

為什麼身旁的人總是令人失望難過

想想真的很失落

或許明天惦記著她們給過我的一切

我能安然渡過這次

同學們 希望你們都過的很好

I was never a big fan of Coldplay, but I really like the lyrics of their new hit “Viva la Vida”.

It’s indeed very upbeat and it has  religious undertone in it.

Coldplay - Viva la Vida

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
“Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!”
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of song, pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem’s bell’s ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I’d become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem’s bell’s ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem’s bell’s ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

Dear Friend 是近幾年我看日本電影裡

難得讓我看的下去的片子(並且哭了很多回)

雖然劇情很老套

但喜歡看友情劇情的我

覺得北川景子的演技

是撐起整部戲的主要因素

從故事一開始所飾演狂傲

叛逆的高中少女

到之後傷心欲決的北景

把生病的痛楚 表現的淋漓盡致

當中最讓我感動的是

當北景第二次要自殺時

真希出現後 說她能了解

北景想要自殺的心情

也許再不了解真希的背景時

很難了解他為何可以為MUSIC BOX感動那麼久?

為什麼會因為小學時北景的一句 “因為你是我的朋友”

而感動 並且不斷的以此激勵著自己

真希也曾試著多次割腕自殺了結自己的生命

但因為想到北景的那句話 所以活了下來

當北景發現自己的身體不再完美時

他終於了解到 再美的容貌也有消失的一天

而真希因為相信著北景的友情

最後救贖了北景的生命 改變了北景的生命

北景和真希的友情是因著一同患難得以建立

在我們的生命中

真正能為自己著想的朋友是可遇不可求的事

一起經歷痛苦 一起成長

其實這樣的經歷並不虛幻

我也算曾經經歷過吧

Suppose someone gave you a pen—a sealed, solid-colored pen.
You couldn’t see how much ink it had. It might run dry after the first few tentative words or last just long enough to create a masterpiece (or several ) that would last forever and make a difference in the scheme of things. You don’t know before you begin. Under the rules of the game, you really never know .You have to take a chance!
Actually, no rule of the game states you must do anything. Instead of picking up and using the pen, you could leave it on a shelf or in a drawer where it will dry up, unused. But if you do decide to use it, what would you do with it? How would you play the game? Would you plan and plan before you ever wrote a word? Would your plans be so extensive that you never even got to the writing? Or would you take the pen in hand, plunge right in and just do it, struggling to keep up with the twists and turns of the torrents of words that take you where they take you? Would you write cautiously and carefully, as if the pen might run dry the next moment, or would you pretend or believe (or pretend to believe) that the pen will write forever and proceed accordingly?
And of what would you write: Of love? Hate? Fun? Misery? Life? Death? Nothing? Everything? Would you write to please just yourself? Or others? Or yourself by writing for others? Would you strokes be tremblingly timid or brilliantly bold? Fancy with a flourish or plain? Would you even write? Once you have the pen, no rule says you have to write. Would you sketch? Scribble? Doodle or draw? Would you stay in or on the lines, or see no lines at all, even if they were there? Or are they?
There’s a lot to think about here, isn’t there?
Now, suppose someone gave you a life…

假如给你一支笔

假如有人送你一支笔，一支不可拆卸的单色钢笔。
看不出里面究竟有多少墨水。或许在你试探性地写上几个字后它就会干枯，或许足够用来创造一部（或几部）影响深远的不朽巨著。而这些，在动笔前都是无法得知的。在这个游戏规则下，你真的永远不会预知结果。你只能去碰运气！
事实上，这个游戏里没有规则指定你必须要做点什么。相反的，你甚至可以根本不去动用这支笔，把它扔在书架上或是抽屉里让它的墨水干枯。但是，如果你决定要用它的话，那么你会用它来做什么呢？你将怎么来进行这个游戏呢？你会在动笔写字之前，老是计划来计划去吗？你会不会因为计划过于宏大而无从动笔呢？或者你只是手里拿着笔，一头扎进去写，不停地写，努力地使自己随着文字汹涌的浪涛而奔流？抑或，你会小心谨慎地写字，好像这支笔在下一个时刻就可能会干枯？还是假装或相信这支笔能够永远写下去而信手写来呢？
你又会用笔写下些什么呢：爱？恨？喜？悲？生？死？虚无？万物？你写作只是为了取悦自己？还是为了取悦他人？抑或是借替人写书之机而愉悦自己？你落笔时会颤抖胆怯，还是敏锐果敢？你的想象是会丰富的还是贫乏的？或者说你真的会动笔吗？你拿到笔以后，并没有哪条规则说你必须写作。也许你要快笔素描，乱写一气？信笔涂鸦？只是激情作画？你会保持写在线内还是线上，还是根本看不到线，即使有线在哪里？又或者，真的有线存在吗？
这里面有很多东西值得考虑，不是吗？
现在，假如有人给你一支生命的笔…..

給我的表弟

兩個表弟 從小跟我一起長大

很親 也有很多快樂的時光

無論如何也要把這份單純

守護下去

沒有什麼比親情加上友情更可貴

最近非常想念一個網友

和她沒見過面

但知道她和我有著可以聊的話題

很想再跟她聊

但不知怎聯絡到她

挨

這幾天真是鬱悶阿

我等等要去寄ACIO的job application

還要去買各馬克筆

之後不知要哪流浪

也許去IKeA逛逛吧

好想念 好想念 那個曾經居住的地方

那裡的空氣 味道 風景 街道

人真的是很矛盾 雖然那裡曾讓我如此傷心過

但卻還是很想念那 想再回去感受那裡的一切 就算是孤獨的感覺

雖然不是自己的故鄉 但卻讓我又愛又心痛的地方

我能有機會在回去嗎？只是我明白這一刻 我不該在繼續留在那

我心裡知到 該是離開的時後了

時間就這樣的流逝

我有時分不清 麻木 痛 絕望的感覺

一個人 也獨自走過許都日子

這段日子 恰好有個朋友

跟我近況相同

常常一起聊天 約出來逛街

體驗這個新的環境

原來 身邊有個伴

有人可以說話是這種感覺

也不錯 發現自己開朗很多

但回到家 又會變得陰沈

心 一但關起來

很難再打開

我想我一個人也可以過的很OK吧

一來已經習慣

二來不喜歡吵鬧

習慣一個人 也不錯

我曾　認真　深愛著一個人　他給我幸福的可能
我等　我問　未來何時發生　他只是給我一個吻

快樂　我哭　是因為你的手　曾答應帶我向前走
難過　我哭　是因為我的手　找不到你說的以後

好眼淚　壞眼淚　我都曾為你流　感動和悲傷都是理由
只不過　在你不再愛我了以後　剩壞的眼淚慢慢流

快樂　我哭　是因為我付出　得到你溫柔的答覆

難過　我哭　是因為我認輸　你的心永遠留不住

好眼淚　壞眼淚　我都曾為你流　感動和悲傷都是理由
只希望　在我不再想你了之後　有好的眼淚慢慢流

好眼淚　壞眼淚　我都曾為你流　感動和悲傷都是理由
只希望　在我不再想你了之後　有好的眼淚慢慢流

有好的笑容陪著我