Tuesday, September 30, 2008

哭笑

忽然间,又想到,同样的卡通里,有着这么一段的故事。一个女孩,当她开始意识时,她发现,她在一个大城堡里,一个人,在那辽阔的世界里。就因为而她是一个人的,所以她是那个世界的主人。她不懂的寂寞,因为她从来没体会过高兴。

然后我在想,有时,或许,不知道高兴是好的吧?不知道高兴,当我觉得伤心时,不会因为曾经有过那些好的回忆而更伤心....

哭、我会哭吗?会,而且在这一年内,不只一次。我是个表面上凶的人,但是心里却很脆弱。跟我爱的人吵架,我会哭。被羞辱,我会哭。我现在,隐隐约约听到一个女生说我是懦夫...也罢,懦夫就懦夫.....毕竟,我几时有被人很看的起过?长得不好看,功课不怎么好,忽冷忽热,较长为冷....

最近,我的哭,变成了哭笑。在床上要睡时,有时会边哭边笑。在学校也是这般。我现在也是这般。为何?你知吗?我不知哦....有谁可以指点指点一下,给我一道光明的路?噢不...就算有光明的道路也是一样,边哭边笑。

我“笑”了?或许...最近变得暴力、喜怒无常...骂人(有理由的骂人,不是无理骂人),想打人.....

上次被人问到说,要做什么都不明白,每天很开心的白痴,还是很聪明但是很多情感烦恼的人?白痴很好啊....被人笑也跟着笑,被人骂也笑,被人丢弃也开心的笑。不好吗?然而,我故意回答聪明人,想跟她狡辩,但是一败涂地。呵呵...可见,做白痴是多么的好耶。有人要做白痴吗?

梦想

看完了 “ Ef - A Tale of Memories ” 过后,我忽然间在想,我的梦想是什么?

小时候,老师叫我们写“我的梦想”的作文时,我看,大部分的人都是写“我将来想做一位医生”,“我要做一名教导学生的老师”。或许有些人比较强些,说以后要当首相(我认识这样的人 = = )。虽然我那时也是写说要做医生,去医治生病的人,能够很伟大等等荒谬的事。

但是我现在看了那部卡通之后,我也是开始觉得,如果现在是那种以前时代,王子公主时代,我也会说,我的梦想是想做一名王子,保护我爱的人,而现在依然是。现在这跟人家说这样的梦想,肯定会有人说“幼稚!!!” 哈哈,也对啦。这个时代哪里还有什么王子公主的?现在全部都是老公公的称呼比较重要。(Dato)【纷纷点头】

说到梦想,到底我以后会做什么工?医生,老师,工程师?还是...清道夫?哈哈....虽然我是多么的想成为王子保护我心爱的人,但是.....没工作怎行啊?... 有一个人说我应该去做律师,因为她说我每次都去反驳她所说的事情,并说我很清楚地记得她所说过我的坏话。但是,律师....满常要说假话的耶....把犯人说成无罪,有点。。。。违背良心?呵呵。。。所不定会狡辩到被强奸的女生有罪。。。违背良心也。。。

就读着中六物理学方面,出路应该就只有那几种吧。可是我也在想,会计师如何?很难么?老师又如何?啊耶....老师不行。因为啊,现在的学生...嗨.....我听老师说,有个学生,撞了老师,反而骂老师说:“喂!干吗装我!?”虽然这位学生已被带到训导师那儿了,但是可见现在的学生已如此,更何况以后?

梦想。。。我看我还是暂且别想吧。我好想在一些表格里填写说我的梦想是成为一名王子,保护我心爱的人,但是,没得写。哈哈。。。愿我以后“她”结婚,并好好的保护她,爱护她,每天让她开心。阿门。。。(老婆是拿来疼的,不是么?)

Monday, September 29, 2008

意见,讽刺,还是私人恩怨?

在26日早上,无意间看到了其他巡查员对于我们委员的survey表格,看到有一个说我成天一直抱着我的文件夹并且只会吩咐人做事,看到学生犯校规没抓。

看了那张纸,我起先觉得生气,而渐渐的,觉得震惊。因为,我没抓的学生,应该都是那些流的满身大汗、没塞衣服的那些男生。然而我被说成一直抱着文件夹,使我满头雾水。

或许是我刚好没看到而被他看到?或许是我自己本身不知觉?还是。。。我曾经骂过他,所以他这么说我?

连接性的,我想到了一些事。一个人对于另一个人的好感度往往影响到另一个人的外形和他所做的事。举一些我自己本身的例子好了 ~ :

1 : 我本来是民都鲁就读中五,可是来到古晋读中六。现在听到我民都鲁的一位朋友说,很多人都说XXX长得很美。我听到这句话时,我愣了。因为我觉得她长得很难看,很难看。现在想回来,可能是因为她心地不好吧,导致我如此说她。她可以无缘无故向不认识的人泼水,当众让人没面子呢。。。 = =

2 : 就像刚才所说的,那个说我成天包这文件夹的那个人。可能是他被我骂过,不爽我,所以我做的任何事都不能瞒住他吧?讨厌一个人时,你做错事时,他骂你,你会恨他,说着全部都是他的错。他不睬你时,你会说他傲慢、狗眼看人低。他关心你时,你反而开始觉得,他是不是另有阴谋。

呵呵...我自个儿的心里,到底会不会原谅他呢?表面上可能会没什么,可是心里会无缘无故的讽刺他。虽然说并没有名字在表格上,但是隐隐约约知道是谁了哦.....


说到讽刺,我就是那种会无意间讽刺到人的耶....回想起来,我连最平常的事都能拿来讽刺。就说在给人看东西时罢,当有个人喊说看不到时,我既然回应说 :“你眼瞎了?”

或许对有些人来说还不算是讽刺,但是,有好几次,从他们的脸色上看来,他们不爽我....哇,像在说着说着,或许我自己会发现到更多不爽我的人。罢了罢了,再想下去,或许我会想到全部人都不爽我....而我的心深处,一直希望着,她不会恼我吧....她不会... T_T

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Writing Essay in Class

Today MUET class, rather interesting though. Class of 18 divided into 3 groups, competing on giving out most words on mental processes, verbal processes and one is more what processes I forget le (about verbs for hands and legs).

Well, duh... Important is the ask us to write essay part. Each group is given a piece of paper and each member was to write a sentence, then pass to another member to write. Story begins with "The night was..."

The night was cold (written by one of the member in my group).

(I was normal at 1st, so i wrote..) I stood up at the window, gazing at the sky full of glimmering stars.

(here comes the ham sap part) Suddenly, I visualized myself walking into her room.

(another member wanted to pull the story back to normal) I walked up to her bed and put a glass of milk on the table beside her bed.

After that, I returned to my room.

(the ham sap guy wanted to push the story back, thus he wrote..) Suddenly, I wanted to see her again

(This guy somehow gets affected by him, so he wrote...) He ran quickly to her room.

(I want to bring the story back to normal so... I wrote....) I was shocked when I walked up close to her to take a careful look of her. Someone stabbed her with a knife! (brutal eh? hehe)
(ham sap guy moaning beside as I made the female character died XD)

(Forced to write normal) Someone murdered her!

I quickly called the police, but the police would only come after 3 hours! These 3 hours are the most unforgettable time for me.

(Here comes the ham sap guy, not forgetting his purpose of writing this story even though the female main character died) I came up to her, kissed her and wished that fairy tales are true. (He most probably is thinking of sleeping beauty)

(Teacher mentioned not much time left for us to write, so I messed up with...) I remembered the song in which wanting to be an angel to protect one's beloved one.

(well, this guy is rather update with the politics...) The police came and arrested me for kissing her, accusing me that I was the murderer!

(Teacher : Ok, time's up.. Finish this story in a rush.) Luckily, it was only an illusion.

Well... rather interesting hmm? hehe..