天天做地震灾情新闻看到那些血淋淋的画面就哭，根本不想吃饭也睡不着，我现在的想法是，还被埋着的人多坚持一下吧，国内救援队正用最大的力量努力着，国际救援队今天也陆续到达了，活下来的一定要好好活下去。

但神奇的是上次搬过去的时候明明花了好多好多时间来收拾东西的.但这次搬回来却极其神速..全部理好居然只花了一个小时...想不通想不通..估计是搬家的道行达到一定境界了~~

虽然是跟LULU同一个房间的.但我想问题应该也不大~~不过有什么后话就到时候再说吧..~~ 

挺开心挺开心啦~~现在又可以很方便的到学校了~~哈哈~已经很怀念自己做饭的日子了..终于又可以"大显身手"一番啦...

回来之后为大家补上！

去了外地一趟，回来以后发奋读书。
目前心情和全国人民一样比较沉重，一直很有冲动想领养一个孤儿

晚上吃了一个怪椰子，表情很猥琐很悲伤….


也不知道忙什么，就是觉得没能空闲地休息一下。
哪怕让我悠闲地在厨房搞点吃的都不行！
今天放弃了午睡的时间，在教学楼从9点40熬到大中午1点，为了听毕业论文答辩~
结果：“大失所望”！！！！！
也许是本人孤陋寡闻，在我从前的印象中，答辩一直应该是大半小时阐述自己的论文，再大半小时和老师激烈对话。
结果5分钟介绍，5分钟提问，随便就过去了~
更不能忍受的是，所有人都上台读稿
简直比我们平常的发表还不如…我们至少是完全脱稿，完全面对未知的问题
这样也太easy了吧，哎，大学4点原来不过如此。。。

唯一的兴奋点就是，随着夏天到来，皮肤不再干瘪干瘪的~一天能喝很多水~
而且从2008年5月开始，本人不再长黑头粉刺拉，鼻子很高兴，挖哈哈~
过往记录：2004年5月起，不再长痘痘~（发现5月是个好月份）

    最近在看的日剧！~强烈推荐哦！~

If you come to me at this moment
Your minutes will become hours
Your hours will become days
And your days will become a lifetime 
To the Princess of the Elephants
I dissapeared exactly one year ago
On that day, I received a letter
It called me back to the place
where my life with the Elephants began
Please forgive me for the silence between us
has been unbroken for one year
This letter breaks that silence
It marks the first of my
three hundred and sixty five letters to you
One for each day of silence
I will never be more myself,
than in these letters
They are my maps of the bird path
And they are all that I know
To be true

You will remember everything
All will be as before

In the begining of time,
the skies were filled with flying elephants
Every night they lay down
in the same place in the sky
And dreamt with one eye open
When you gaze up at the stars at night
You are looking into the unblinking eyes
of elephants, who sleep with one eye open
To best keep watch over us

Ever since my house burnt down
I see the moon more clearly

I gazed upon all the Edens that have fallen in me
I saw Edens that I had held in my hands,
but let go
I saw promises I did not keep
Pains I did not sooth
Wounds I did not heal
Tears I did not shed
I saw deaths I did not mourn
Prayers I did not answer
Doors I did not open
Doors I did not close
Lovers I left behind
And dreams I did not live
I saw all that was offered to me,
that I could not accept
I saw the letters I wished for,
but never received
I saw all that could have been,
but never will be

An elephant with his trunk raised
is a letter to the stars
A breaching whale is a letter
from the bottom of the sea
These images are a letter to my dreams
These letters are my letters to you

My heart is like an old house,
who's windows have not been opened for years
But now I hear the windows opening
I remember the cranes floating above
the melting snows of the Himalayas
Sleeping on tails of manatees
The songs of the bearded seals
The bark of the zeebra

The clicks of the sand
The ears of the caracals
The sway of the elephants
The breaching of whales
And the silhouette of the eland
I remember the curl of the meerkat's toes
Floating on the Ganges
Sailing on the Nile
Ascending the steps of......
I remember wandering through the corridors
of Hatshepsut and the faces of many women
Endless seas and thousands of miles of rivers
...I remember father to children...
...And the taste...I remember...
...and the pealing of the peach...
I remember everything
But I do not remember ever having left

remember your dreams \ remember your dreams \ remember your dreams \ remember

The longer I watch the Savanna elephants,
the more I listen, the more that i open,
they remind me of who I am
May the guardian elephants hear my wish
to collaborate with all the musicians of nature's orchestra
I want to see through the eyes of the elephant
I want to join the dance that has no steps
I want to become the dance

I can't tell if you are getting closer or farther away
I long for the serenity I found
when I looked upon your face
Perhaps if your face could be returned to me now,
I would find it easier to recover
the face I seemed to have lost

My own

Feather to fire
fire to blood
blood to bone
bone to marrow
marrow to ashes
ashes to snow

Feather to fire
fire to blood
blood to bone
bone to marrow
marrow to ashes
ashes to snow

Feather to fire
fire to blood
blood to bone
bone to marrow
marrow to ashes
ashes to snow

Feather to fire
fire to blood
blood to bone
bone to marrow
marrow to ashes
ashes to snow

Feather to fire
fire to blood
blood to bone
bone to marrow
marrow to ashes
ashes to snow

Feather to fire
fire to blood
blood to bone
bone to marrow
marrow to ashes
ashes to snow

The whales do not sing because they have an answer.
They sing because they have a song.

What matters, is not
what is written on the page,
what matters, is
what is written in the heart.
So burn the letters
And lay their ashes on the snow
At the river's edge
When spring comes and the snow melts
And the river rizes
Return to the banks of the river
And reread my letters with your eyes closed
Let the words and the images
wash over your body like waves
Reread the letters,
with your hand cupped over your ear
Listen to the songs of Eden
Page, after page, after page
Fly the bird path
Fly…Fly…
Fly…

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一种生存状态而已 , 从容, 平和 ,舒缓.........