• 11.9

    2007-11-09

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     偶然间再看了下以前某人文章大备份,只想说

    爱情就是一团屁

    并证明了我的一个结论

    文字是可以骗人的

    恶心.....

  • 不管未来有多长....

    2007-09-22

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    [本日志已设置加密]
  • 快乐并痛着...

    2007-09-22

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  • 路...程....

    2007-09-22

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  • 太阳

    2007-09-20

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    这几天伟帕来了,不否认压抑的心情搞砸了很多事,担心了很多人。

    但阳光总算在今天出来了,很照耀,很妩媚。

     于是我变得更懒惰了,想赖床,想上网,就是不想读书。

    先沉静一段时间吧,期待国庆的普陀山之旅。

      

  • 这段时间来

    2007-09-12

    在我的生活中,每年都会有一回浩劫。如同以往的灾难前奏,是暴风雨的风平浪静。

    从前次的浩劫中险象环生,又被突如其来的幸福迷失方向。

    全然忘记从前的伤疤。

    这样的悲剧每年都在重演。

    但我明白,这不是命运的安排,一切归咎于自己太过依赖的性格,

    从不自己面对问题,不懂得为他人设身处地的思考,

    容易洋洋得意,自我感觉良好,

    因此,和PINK交往的半年中我没有做到一个男友的责任。

    像的说的,有和没有一样。

    这几天想了很多很多,脑筋里的制动是刹住了,但撞倒的白鹭已经昏迷过去。

    谁都不能给我任何的机会。

    也许未来就是不同的两条轨迹,没有理由和必要勉强重合。

    这是结论。

    很多小思绪最终的结论。

    我懂了那句话的意思,

    在现实变坏前换成美好的记忆。

    恩,我懂了。

    记得那天抱着我痛苦说的,

    你是我现在最重要的人,

    如果你出了任何的事我一定从这里跳下去

    ……

    ……

    封为记忆吧,

    我只是不想承认罢了。

     

     

     

  • 我的BLOG搬到百度了

    2007-08-01

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    hi.baidu.com/jackjajack
  • (转)Erin Gruwell - [SECONDHAND]

    2007-06-20

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    The Freedom Writers with Erin Gruwell: The Freedom Writer's Diary

    I recently had the pleasure to hear Erin Gruwell speak at a fundraising event in Seattle.  At the time, I did not know of the Freedom Writer's nor did I know their history or their mission.   Having been raised in a troubling environment with my own set of challenges, I felt compelled to buy the book she was promoting and learn more about what she and her freedmon writers were all about.  Buying the book was one of the best eye openers I've had in a long time.  The Freedom Writer's mission is to speak out and make a difference to end intolerance.  They are choosing to do this through writing, mentoring, and challenging their individual lives to uphold the beliefs they have come to preach.  If saving one life changes the world (and I believe it does), then I have every motivation to uphold my promise to myself and speak up for the youth of my town. Having created a sort of bubble within which I live my life, I had forgotten about those children and youth who were growing up in terrible and often seemingly unsalvagable situations in the world and in my back yard, no less.   I had made a promise to myself after I left that town that I would return to my home town to speak to the community in an attempt to help inspire change in a more or less depressed region, but I have yet to fulfill that promise.   My biggest fear for reaching out to these youth is that they will look at me and wonder 'Who are you that we should care?'Youth are impressionable and I believe the strongest influence that can make a difference and spark a change in someone comes  from their peers and mentors-- the people they look up to or within which they have come to find safety or comfort.  There is an undeniable theme in the beginning of the book, whereby, these youth could not find inspiration until they looked beyond their back yard.  Last week my brother in-law's cousin shot himself.  Could there have been a voice out there helping him to see that there was more for him in this life by staying here and supporting his three children the best he could?  There are drive-by shootings on streets where people I care about live.  I see people I care about believe it is ok to beg for things--sometimes believing things are just owed to them or things are just too damn hard to put up a fight.  I have a nephew who now has a new family because there was no family environment for him to grow up in within his biological family.  It is sad to see how people have given up and in their own way have depressed a spirit and become like the depressed city within which they live.  Worse, these impressionable youth grow up not knowing anything better.If a butterfly can flap it's wings on one continent and cause a hurricane on another, then certainly the simplest thing I can do is speak to my community and hope to inspire even one person to look beyond their back yard and make a change.  Like the Freedom Writer's and I discovered, change starts from within and can catch on when encouraged and fostered.  Sure, the economy of that community went to shit, but did the people have to follow?  Or, was it the people that allowed the economy to become depressed and stay that way?  If there is one message I share with the Freedmon Writers and that I would like to take back to my community, it is that change is possible and can be achieved even under the most depressed situations.  Like that butterfly, even the slightest shift for change will make a difference in the world.  This will be my message when I speak to them this fall. 
  • Jackpot: West Dominates All-Star 2007

    The Western Conference set All-Star records with 69 field goals and 52 assists on its way to an emphatic 153-132 win over the East stars at the Thomas & Mack Center in Las Vegas on Sunday. Kobe Bryant racked up 31 points, five rebounds, six assists and six steals to take home MVP honors. Amare Stoudemire added 29 points and nine boards and Carmelo Anthony had 20 and nine for the West. 2006 All-Star MVP LeBron James led the Eastern Conference with 28 points, six rebounds and six assists and Dwight Howard tallied 20 points and 12 boards.

     

    • Video: All-Star 2007 Highlights
    • Photos: All-Star Game Gallery
    • Darren Misener: Kobe's MVP Tale
    • John Schuhmann: Nothing Holding Amare Bac

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    summer has come and passed
    the innocent can never last
    wake me up when september ends


    like my fathers come to pass
    seven years has gone so fast
    wake me up when septemeber ends


    here comes the rain again
    falling from the stars
    drenched in my pain again
    becoming who we are


    as my memory rests
    but never forgets what i lost
    wake me up when september ends


    summer has come and passed
    the innisent can never last
    wake me up whem september ends


    bring out the bells again
    like we did when spring began
    wake me up when september ends


    here comes the rain again
    falling from the stars
    drenched in my pain again
    becoming who we are


    as my memory rests
    but never forgets what i lost
    wake me up when september ends


    summer has come and passed
    the innisent can never last
    wake me up when september ends


    like my fathers come to pass
    twenty years has gone so fast
    wake me up when september ends


    wake me up when septemeber ends


    wake me up when september ends

  • Today MY Life.... - [日 誌]

    2007-02-02

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    COKE...

    DaviDoff....

    HIT fm....