Thursday, June 18, 2009

Day of Craps..

Fire Fire Fire. I was having Fire Drill Today. It's really stupid . What i learned in Army is totally different. During ICT time, i just did a fire drill which is so different from my office today. No hurryness as such. People can still talk, taking own sweet time packing, the alarm rang, some even need to wait for soooo long before they starts to move. The sun somemore is so hot today.
1st bad.
My school ar, sometimes i dunnoe what are they doing. The semester not yet end, school fees already arrive, want to postphone it, also cannot. It's not say don't want to pay, it's just that not the right time to pay. What if we fail the assignment? And somemore, the school really stupid lor, keep sending school fees at the first week of the month and want us to pay in 2 weeks time. The salary not yet out, how to pay. Brainless. Want to postphone until get salary also cannot. Some matters, i just dunnoe why they are like that. I'm not saying my school are bad, but the way they handle this things is bad.
2nd Bad
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常在想,
如果没有
现在的我会是如何
后悔着
当初为何没掉眼泪
当初为何没珍惜
看着父亲节的到来
眷恋着他的身影
想恋着怀恋着。。
山泉 在地表蜿蜒 从很久很久以前 我有一张稚气的脸 泉水渗透进矿层岩爷爷栽种的樟木树苗上面 犹记得那年 在一个雨天 那七岁的我躲在屋檐 却一直想去荡鞦千 爷爷抽著烟 说唐朝陆羽写茶经三卷 流传了千年 那天 我翻阅字典 查什么字眼 形容一件事 很遥远 天边 是否在海角对面 直到九岁才知道浪费时间 这茶桌樟木的横切面 年轮有二十三圈 镜头的另一边跳接我成熟的脸 经过这些年 爷爷的手茧泡在水里会有茶色蔓延 爷爷泡的茶有一种味道叫做家 无法挑剔它口感味觉还不差 陆羽泡的茶 听说名与利都不拿 他牵着一匹瘦马在走天涯 爷爷泡的茶 有一种味道叫做家 (他满头白发喝茶时不准说话) 陆羽泡的茶 像幅泼墨的山水画 (唐朝千年的风沙 现在还在刮)

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