http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/ Where are you taking me? Thu, 09 Aug 2007 21:40:02 PDT http://www.blogdrive.com Copyright 2007. Writing Photography Music http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/archive/23.html Thu, 09 Aug 2007 13:38:42 GMT The thunder still rolls, but today it seem to take pity on me and leave the daytime for me to do something really important and valuable. So I still want to thank P for her accompaniment and...And what? She didn't even say much and left the silence between us still and intolerable. But, to my surprise, she said the silence was essential and better. What a theory! I'm not smart enough to understand it, perhaps. But at least I know that it is she whose brain is just a mess at the moment, not I. Not to far from that situation, I suppose. All in all, the meeting more or less satisfied me... (more) http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/comments?id=23 http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/archive/22.html Wed, 08 Aug 2007 15:55:54 GMT I hate you, thunders, lightening and raindrops, just for today. You ruined my turning point and everything more meaningful to me, you know? I know that you don't. You didn't mean to upset me. But you don't know how much harm you have done to me. Then, how could I forgive you? Yes, I waited for long, and will wait until midnight has gone far and when I'm utterly brain damaged and heart dead. What a wrong sentence! Rain. Ruin. Maybe I have done something awful, so heaven wants to punish me by letting the evil weather attack me. But what is it? Am I really that wicked? Another... (more) http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/comments?id=22 http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/archive/21.html Tue, 07 Aug 2007 14:38:46 GMT Not dying, but I really feel like nothing but black and the unknown. I like being free and nothing to worry, or at least nothing about the damn study to worry. It's the second best times in my life, however, it won't be long, I know it quite well. No matter how hard I try to treasure the moments of this hot summer, I regret and feel sorry always. I have a strange and annoying feeling of fear, fear of the future university life and the track of my whole life. I can't always do what I want or be what i want to be, and I just regard it as tragedy. I'm not that optimistic. I'm at a loss. I... (more) http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/comments?id=21 http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/archive/20.html Sun, 05 Aug 2007 10:56:04 GMT It's unbelievable when I read my collections of my junior middle school age. I picked out the notebooks full of words from different people, paintings of my old classmates, letters and other stuff. They still feel so warm. Even when I look back into the splendid old times I feel so lost and tragical, I still feel satisfied and happy in my heart. No one knows how much I miss my old schoolyard and friends. They are just perfectly fantastic and attracting. I even want to be a little childish pupil again, sitting in the messed-up classroom, listening to the dizzy scientific words and sometimes... (more) http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/comments?id=20 http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/archive/19.html Fri, 03 Aug 2007 15:45:03 GMT The first strange thing was that I can't view my own blog here. Why the hell is it? Even P could attach it, though the English words made her faint. And the second one was that I had been sleepy before the sun went down. How could it be? I ususally go to bed at 4am! May I haven't realized that I am facing a trouble but somehow I can predict and smell it. P has to discuss the process of the date with J and I don't know what guidance should I give her. And the most disgusting fact is that I have a damn fucking cold right now and I don't wanna ruin my poor image by showing my running nose... (more) http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/comments?id=19 http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/archive/18.html Thu, 02 Aug 2007 18:58:28 GMT I just like this word. Silence. Midnight still, and I've already got used to sleep after the very first sunshine of the new day, though trying to persuade myself to quit this habit. Right now, I can hear nothing but the noise of the poor computer and the waterstream. It's just my fault, or who else's. Well, I don't know what I'm writing about. I just pick up pieces of my broken thoughts and post them here. I care and spend too much on the novel. The title, I think, is very ordinary but true and close to the theme. Ten years between life and death. Not well translated, but I still like it... (more) http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/comments?id=18 http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/archive/8.html Wed, 01 Aug 2007 19:03:36 GMT Now I'm determined that this blog will be my only blog written all in English. It's just like fate. Something strange and mysterious has decided the thing, you just follow your feeling, and no one can ever change or stop it. And so I'll be busy reproduce those articles written in other millions of blogs back here and translate some essential ones. I'll keep this blog as a true and valuable memory of my life and past time so I'll do it very carefully. I still want to translate part of my blog written just now into English here. Because the content is really really too important to me. ... (more) http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/comments?id=8 http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/archive/9.html Sun, 29 Jul 2007 14:06:25 GMT So it goes the dinner for my entering university, it's just a silly practise in my eyes. But I have to be there, to speak although it makes me nervous and shy, and to salute to somebody. The only thing I like about it is that I can gather my old classmates there and have a good time. Finally they came, much more people than I had thought it would be. Although I wasn't able to talk to everyone for long, I still felt satisfied and excited. The most important thing was that J came and we talked face to face after two and a half years, although just a few words. All in all, he was still that... (more) http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/comments?id=9 http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/archive/7.html Sun, 15 Jul 2007 16:03:53 GMT I seem to have got used to the timetable now. Go to bed after 4am when the outside is covered with slight light and people begin to appear in the streets. It's such an amazing experience, although may not be scientific. Who cares? I always have many things to do. The more I know, the more I want to know. Just take searching pics as an example, I'm drowned in it and can't get rid of it. Such a bittersweet job to do. Make me tired and numb as well as wise and more artistic in the name of beauty. I love beauty , and art, too. http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/comments?id=7 http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/archive/5.html Fri, 13 Jul 2007 17:59:25 GMT Damn it! As long as my emule gets a high speed of download, the web breaks down. It's just a fucking waste of time watching the deadly tired mule coming out to tell me bad news with its ears lining up a long way. Shit! What the hell will my task be done? Endless indeed! Damn! I just love to ruin myself. I'm a weirdo, of course. Not only I maybe. Only if you have that damn stubborn daft passion to do an important thing which may just turn out to be a failure. I know my brain is already damaged. I can see stars in my arms. Psycho, what a fucking beautiful word. http://vivahysteria.blogdrive.com/comments?id=5