When she suffers serious difficulties in life, she'll cry. She'll turn to me, hold me tightly and tremble in my arms. Her tears will deepen through my clothes and my broad chest into my heart, converging into a stream flowing in my body everlasting, and that's how we got acquainted--- sharing sorrows as friends did. But I was thrown into close contact with her irrevocably from then on, or briefly, totally captivated.
Add love, and a person might do something crazy; add love, and all the lines between right and wrong were bound to disappear. Crowded ourselves in the bed, she tilts her fair body against mine, soft as snow, as if she would melt anytime. The air mingles with harmony and affection, and she then presses an ardent, lingering kiss upon my lips. The intonation and words spoken by her are full of sweetness, just like her roaming tongue, casting exhilaration and enchantment upon my vulnerable heart. I sincerely believe our love will sprout, and grow and last forever.
Until... .
Until I woke up, and it suddenly dawned on me that it has been years since we broke up as soon as I saw that faded picture hung lonely on the wall, for you said you would have a more desirable life and then headed toward the States. We gradually drifted apart, as if nothing had happened between us, period.
The one I love, still throbbing me in my dream.
Monday, February 11, 2013
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Etiological Myth: Why Satan Betrayed Jesus(Adapted)
Back in the old days, Jesus once brought thirty six disciples including Satan himself to the submontane place and bid each of the followers take a pebble with them and headed to the mountain top. But greedy Satan took an extremely big one with him, for he thought Jesus would turn the stone into the same size of a bun.
They made it there toilfully, despite the
trials and tribulations.
Upon seeing the exhausted disciples, Jesus
then proclaimed, “Diligent as you fellows were should be acclaimed and prized.”
He continued, “Now throw the pebble as far as you can, then you’ll get as gigantic a size
as the bun is.” As a result, Satan had starved for the whole night because his
huge stone couldn’t be thrown far.
The people launched their subsequent
journey on the second day. At the middle of the road, disciples were told by Jesus
to lift up one huge rock. Every disciple spared no efforts to raise it up, let
the sweat deepened into the clothes and wet the whole body. But clever Satan wouldn’t
let Jesus to play trick on him for second time. So he picked up a tiny pebble
with a grin, as if celebrating his own winning. Then here came another rugged
mountain that they ought to conquer.
They made it there toilfully, despite the
trials and tribulations.
Upon seeing the exhausted disciples, Jesus
then proclaimed, “Diligent as you fellows were should be acclaimed and prized.”
He continued, “Now you’ll get a bun as the same size of the stone you lifted
up.” Radiant as the disciples smiles were, they champed on their buns gaily,
except Satan, His tiny bit couldn’t even fill the vacant of a tooth. Needless
to say, Satan had starved for the other night.
There goes the other mountain stood firmly
in front of them at day three. Spectacular yet dreadful, this mountain was the
one the fellows had ever seen before. But they wouldn’t give up, striding and
wading through the serpentine paths and finally made their way to the zenith.
Upon seeing the exhausted disciples, Jesus
then proclaimed, “Diligent as you fellows were should be acclaimed and prized.”
He continued, “Now please do pick two little pebbles with the same size, and I’ll
tell you what to do next.” Satan knew what exactly Jesus was up to, so he
picked up an extremely small pebble in one hand, and lifted up a gigantic one
on the other, for he could get either huge buns with any of the stones on his
hands, Satan narrowed his eyes with beaming smiles.
“My fellows,” Jesus said, “for those who
has accompanied me for these days and nights, should be granted such special
and magnificent presents … .” Jesus continued determinedly, ”That these two pebbles,
would become your testicles from now on and even afterlife, take care and have
a nice day!“
So Satan betrayed Jesus.
(It’s only an adapted story, please forgive
me if there’s any offense.)
Thursday, January 3, 2013
What a capricious woman
She is a capricious woman.
She is hot, but she cries a lot.
She doesn't care about what people think of her, she just does what she wants.
Thus that makes her sometimes like a ticking bomb. Once explodes, it is always the people around it that is irritated or even gets hurt. But sometimes she is just like a deity who cups you up in her hands with the tender love.
We greet at each other in every morning, dining together. She is quiet, rarely talks, but that doesn't mean she is speechless, she just likes to show her sentiments by expression more. And I can easily tell how she feels in anytime for she isn't used to hide her feelings.
She shows her mood of the clear blue sky and the warm sunshine for about 10% of the time.
She shows her unlimited passion and enthusiasm with flaming heat for about 30% of the time.
She sobs and sheds tears with icy indifference for the remaining 60% of the time.
Yes, most of the times she cries, and I have no idea how to do with it. Beads of tears glide down and wet her cheeks, and then damp her clothes, so does mine. Sometimes I would cross my fingers and pray for calm and peace for her, but that seems not working at all.
After all, she is the weather in Taipei, a capricious woman. *sigh*
She is hot, but she cries a lot.
She doesn't care about what people think of her, she just does what she wants.
Thus that makes her sometimes like a ticking bomb. Once explodes, it is always the people around it that is irritated or even gets hurt. But sometimes she is just like a deity who cups you up in her hands with the tender love.
We greet at each other in every morning, dining together. She is quiet, rarely talks, but that doesn't mean she is speechless, she just likes to show her sentiments by expression more. And I can easily tell how she feels in anytime for she isn't used to hide her feelings.
She shows her mood of the clear blue sky and the warm sunshine for about 10% of the time.
She shows her unlimited passion and enthusiasm with flaming heat for about 30% of the time.
She sobs and sheds tears with icy indifference for the remaining 60% of the time.
Yes, most of the times she cries, and I have no idea how to do with it. Beads of tears glide down and wet her cheeks, and then damp her clothes, so does mine. Sometimes I would cross my fingers and pray for calm and peace for her, but that seems not working at all.
After all, she is the weather in Taipei, a capricious woman. *sigh*
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Love spreading
As a deliver, it's always glad to see the smiles when I handed the chocolates sent from his or her lover.
After all, "Shared grief is half of the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled."
Our club are having the campiagn that people can send their gifts and cards to their loved ones and it doesn't matter whether the lovers have to be in the same college or not. Waiting beside the building, staring anyone who would come and claim their adorable gifts, then a shy lady came and claim hers, and a boy claim his, then here went the third one, forth... . Whenever they grabbed their presents, I was always facinated with beams of joy, and it's like streaks of warm sunshine carcassing me. They would laugh, as kids always do, forgetting every bits of troublesome assignments and papers. Upon seeing that, I knew these gifts turned a brand new page for their life, refreshing and mellow. What makes them happy weren't the delicate gifts, but the kinship that brought by their friends who were willing to tie up their hearts together with them.
Yes, the word "happiness" seems vague and obscure, lingering in the far distant place, but it can also stay quietly beside me. Such campiagn taught me that there were too many wonderful stuffs among the world that awaits, we ought to seize and to pursue, for chances can't be shot for twice.
Today is a gift, which is why it's called the `present'. Sometimes it's about finding the one who makes your heart complete; who makes you a better person than you've ever dreamed you could be. So go for it*Yelling with cheers*
After all, "Shared grief is half of the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled."
Our club are having the campiagn that people can send their gifts and cards to their loved ones and it doesn't matter whether the lovers have to be in the same college or not. Waiting beside the building, staring anyone who would come and claim their adorable gifts, then a shy lady came and claim hers, and a boy claim his, then here went the third one, forth... . Whenever they grabbed their presents, I was always facinated with beams of joy, and it's like streaks of warm sunshine carcassing me. They would laugh, as kids always do, forgetting every bits of troublesome assignments and papers. Upon seeing that, I knew these gifts turned a brand new page for their life, refreshing and mellow. What makes them happy weren't the delicate gifts, but the kinship that brought by their friends who were willing to tie up their hearts together with them.
Yes, the word "happiness" seems vague and obscure, lingering in the far distant place, but it can also stay quietly beside me. Such campiagn taught me that there were too many wonderful stuffs among the world that awaits, we ought to seize and to pursue, for chances can't be shot for twice.
Today is a gift, which is why it's called the `present'. Sometimes it's about finding the one who makes your heart complete; who makes you a better person than you've ever dreamed you could be. So go for it*Yelling with cheers*
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Did you know...
Standing firmly under the drizzle, beside the hillside leisure lodge, I feel sorrow.
I didn't pay much attention to the project office, I'm just sharing some of my thoughts.
There used to be a pool table, right at the hillside leisure lodge. You can hang around with your friends making your follow shots or draw shots, or even jabbing the ball for minutes in this such a small yet harmonious room. But it was locked up this year and from then on, no one could enter anymore except for those who work for the project office.
Sometimes you see a crowd of people in Tzchiang 10th's seminar room as if discussing something. Whether they do the discussion or not, the point is, when you borrow the key of the seminar room, and you suddenly find that those rooms are preoccupied and would never be given back.
You probably don't worried about having no dorms to live, but when you are junior you will find that the dorms were occupied one by one by the students of project office(and always better than the others). Worst of all, you'll probably have to rent an apartment even you are nonlacal whereas those "priviliged" students who live in Taipei can get a cost effective and cozy dorm.
Yes, the project office.
In the name of so-called "autonomous and liberal" university, if those things aren't decided following SOP(standard operating procedure) like by discussion or legalization but by the authorities concerned or those who are influential, then don't we head back to tyrannical regime?
If saying that the project office hasn't taken up too much resources, that's bullshxx.
I didn't pay much attention to the project office, I'm just sharing some of my thoughts.
There used to be a pool table, right at the hillside leisure lodge. You can hang around with your friends making your follow shots or draw shots, or even jabbing the ball for minutes in this such a small yet harmonious room. But it was locked up this year and from then on, no one could enter anymore except for those who work for the project office.
Sometimes you see a crowd of people in Tzchiang 10th's seminar room as if discussing something. Whether they do the discussion or not, the point is, when you borrow the key of the seminar room, and you suddenly find that those rooms are preoccupied and would never be given back.
You probably don't worried about having no dorms to live, but when you are junior you will find that the dorms were occupied one by one by the students of project office(and always better than the others). Worst of all, you'll probably have to rent an apartment even you are nonlacal whereas those "priviliged" students who live in Taipei can get a cost effective and cozy dorm.
Yes, the project office.
In the name of so-called "autonomous and liberal" university, if those things aren't decided following SOP(standard operating procedure) like by discussion or legalization but by the authorities concerned or those who are influential, then don't we head back to tyrannical regime?
If saying that the project office hasn't taken up too much resources, that's bullshxx.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Caution!!! 18 or above only!!!
It was waiting, as if trying to ambush its prey.
It was a serpent-like creature, stalking in the bush, tiny yet dangerous.
I could see it breathing, pumping and shrinking over and over.
2:24 A.M
I was walking on the corridor with the dimming light above. I made some turns, and then headed to the public bathroom with my bath utensils. The third one from the left, the door was unlocked.
2:27 A.M
I then gave the door a slight shove, what greeted the eyes was...
A NAKED MAN BENT DOWN WASHING HIS LEGS WITHOUT BOTHERING TO NOTICE ME!!!!! (BTW, HE WAS QUITE INTOXICATED WITH THE BATH) AND I SAW "EVERYTHING", FROM HEAD TO TOES, INCLUDING HIS "STUFF"!!!!!
2:28 A.M
Astounded, I tried my best to release the door knob and sneak away tranquilly at the same time(as I said, he had no idea that I was staring at him!!!) The door made a bang when it closed, and I heard some curses from inside.
It was waiting, as if trying to ambush its prey.
It was a serpent-like creature, stalking in the bush, tiny yet dangerous.
I could see it breathing, pumping and shrinking over and over.
Whoever you are, I'm really sorry about making you "exposed".
But please remember to lock the door next time because I really had a nightmare that night.
It was a serpent-like creature, stalking in the bush, tiny yet dangerous.
I could see it breathing, pumping and shrinking over and over.
2:24 A.M
I was walking on the corridor with the dimming light above. I made some turns, and then headed to the public bathroom with my bath utensils. The third one from the left, the door was unlocked.
2:27 A.M
I then gave the door a slight shove, what greeted the eyes was...
A NAKED MAN BENT DOWN WASHING HIS LEGS WITHOUT BOTHERING TO NOTICE ME!!!!! (BTW, HE WAS QUITE INTOXICATED WITH THE BATH) AND I SAW "EVERYTHING", FROM HEAD TO TOES, INCLUDING HIS "STUFF"!!!!!
2:28 A.M
Astounded, I tried my best to release the door knob and sneak away tranquilly at the same time(as I said, he had no idea that I was staring at him!!!) The door made a bang when it closed, and I heard some curses from inside.
It was waiting, as if trying to ambush its prey.
It was a serpent-like creature, stalking in the bush, tiny yet dangerous.
I could see it breathing, pumping and shrinking over and over.
Whoever you are, I'm really sorry about making you "exposed".
But please remember to lock the door next time because I really had a nightmare that night.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
The rotten flesh rather than a divine indivisual
This was how the story went: I atteneded speech which was about "personal safty and self defense". It was not the topic or the speaker itself, but the prize-drawing(tickets) for winning gifts after the speech that mattered. At the beginning of the speech, we were asked to throw the papers written with our own names into the box, then after the speech was over the faculty would pick ten tickets from piles of accumulating tickets to find the gift-winners. Then here came the obnoxious part.
A DAMN FACULTY JUST THREW HER TICKET IN THE BOX THEN WENT OUT FOR CHATTING BLASTING HER LAUGHTERS WITHOUT ATTENDING THE WHOLE SPEECH AND THEN CAME BACK AFTER THE SPEECH WAS OVER AND HOSTED THE PRIZE-DRAWING CAMPAIGN AND "ACCIDENTALLY" DREW THE TICKET OF HERS AND WON THE PRIZE(AND WTF?!) AND NOW HOW WOULD YOU FEEL?
Our school also have a campaign to make the freshman collecting stamps by attending and listening speeches(If you haven't finished collecting b4 deadline you'll get flunk or not be able to graduate or whatever), both the principal and professors as well said that we freshmen should attend speeches sincerely rather than just going there for the sake of collecting stamps because we ought to learn something from the speeches.
THE SAME!!! IF YOU, THE SCHOOL, REQUIRE THE FRESHMEN TO DO SUCH MEANINGLESS STUFF(I'M NOT SAYING LEARNING FROM SPEECHES DUMB BUT FOLLOWING THE RULES THAT RULER HIMSELF DISOBEY WITH HIS OWN RULES), THAT THE FIRST THING TO DO IS ASKING YOURSELF WETHER YOU DID IT OR NOT. A SCHOOL SHOULD BEST EXAMPLIFY THE DECENT BEHEAVIOR RATHER GOT SPITTED BECAUSE OF THE INFAMY, PERIOD.
A DAMN FACULTY JUST THREW HER TICKET IN THE BOX THEN WENT OUT FOR CHATTING BLASTING HER LAUGHTERS WITHOUT ATTENDING THE WHOLE SPEECH AND THEN CAME BACK AFTER THE SPEECH WAS OVER AND HOSTED THE PRIZE-DRAWING CAMPAIGN AND "ACCIDENTALLY" DREW THE TICKET OF HERS AND WON THE PRIZE(AND WTF?!) AND NOW HOW WOULD YOU FEEL?
Our school also have a campaign to make the freshman collecting stamps by attending and listening speeches(If you haven't finished collecting b4 deadline you'll get flunk or not be able to graduate or whatever), both the principal and professors as well said that we freshmen should attend speeches sincerely rather than just going there for the sake of collecting stamps because we ought to learn something from the speeches.
THE SAME!!! IF YOU, THE SCHOOL, REQUIRE THE FRESHMEN TO DO SUCH MEANINGLESS STUFF(I'M NOT SAYING LEARNING FROM SPEECHES DUMB BUT FOLLOWING THE RULES THAT RULER HIMSELF DISOBEY WITH HIS OWN RULES), THAT THE FIRST THING TO DO IS ASKING YOURSELF WETHER YOU DID IT OR NOT. A SCHOOL SHOULD BEST EXAMPLIFY THE DECENT BEHEAVIOR RATHER GOT SPITTED BECAUSE OF THE INFAMY, PERIOD.
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