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    November 11

    CHINA TwOn ToDaY

    yO hOw'S gOiNg?
     
    SO ya, we actually went to China town today,me and Ben and Mellisa (MOSA, coz once her boifrend just called her "Molisa" but actually me and Hong all heard MOSA).We were in the library first earlier the day, but then Ben said he wanted "phe",, wer all like "wat the phe," then we all went for phe (holy! -_-U)
     
    And then we just took the metro to chinatown, oh ya, it actually snowed today, and wer like so excited bout that even though it was not much, k, skip that. so then wer talking about some Financial Accounting thing, and I was sayin that my teacher's a bit of a nut coz I realli dun like him since he screws everything..well probably wat Carrie says was rite that he takes account for our mean, coz the whole class's actually failing..skip that again, where was I , oh ya I was talkin' bout "phe"..
     
    K, guys you know wat phe is, iz actualli a kind of viet nam food. Apparently Hong's viet namnese and her aunty makes phe..holy shit it was fucking good...i realli wanna have it again, i dun mind everyday..so yup we were there, and then wer facing two restaurants, like, one was dim and the other one's so bright,,so wer like holy shit  we all wanna go to that bright one,coz anyway we had it there last time it was damn good..but then we just discovered that all ppl in that restaurant eating, they were all whit..wer like, it belonged to the white..-_-.(wow better not let John hear this or else he's gotta complain about it saying the racial thing every time.) so we went to the other one which was the dim one.
     
    after that we went for BUBBLE TEA .oh man how excited..then we played BIG 2..(cho die D)
    Ben won couple times, me and Mosa won couple times...stuff like that..
     
    then we got back to solin...damn I didnt do anything today, but screw that..then some random guys just dropped-by, drunk .....and planned to get everyone shikker tomorrow nite...i said, nop I got test but ill just take pics...
     
    those guys makes my life so weird....I begin to like in here, Montreal.....^^
    August 23

    hey

    hey Nickky
     
    iv been so frustrated all this days in Montreal. You know what hell is?I'm gonna be there soon.Iv got a headache and I don't feel like eating anything all these days. Today I was walkin' down the street, and I saw the public telephone, so I called my mom. When I was talking, actually at first everything's fine. I was kinda hindin' my emotions and I didn't wanna show. Then a nasty old guy went pass me and did some obscene insane gestures and I was kinda shocked. Then my teardrops began to fall and I couldn't help crying out loud on the street. Everyone was watching me. Dear boy , how come you are not by my side?
     
    still miss you here
    sad girl
    August 16

    nightmare

    After we hang up the phone, I discover with satisfaction that she never told me to stop.She only said to be careful.
     
    I would not be fine if someone just takes my spot and upstages me.But sometimes I think, did I actually do such kinda things and hurt someone before when I grew up?
     
    I've been feeling lost all these days because of my VISA (god! dame it.)and because of my uncertainty about love. Does this thing actually exist in the world?or is it just poeple's fantasy. I come across one of my friend's boyfriend today, however, he was with another girl. He's that kinda man who is a male chauvinist. Saying he is a male chauvinst, I don't say he has some discrimination or so on female, but at least he is self-conscious and he konws how to be a man. But to my surprise, when I saw him, he was carrying the other girl's bag, which he would never do to my friend.I was like:if he's a big man what the f**k's bothering with a girl's bag?
    Maybe because I was hurt once, im now more fragile and hysterical. My feelings are always outta control.
     
    So now I've got this nightmare last night. I dreamed of one of my fomer best friend of my Primary School. She kinda takes my spot and she's with my boyfriend. My heart hurts sharply and I woke up finding my tears all on my face, and even the pillow is wet like it is in the water. I have to say I think too much for godsake coz these two people do not know each other at all.But at that moment, the feeling of pain of my heart, becomes so real and I could never forget...
     
    Now I've got all my feelings in a frenetic, attention-deficit-disorder way.
    If once you begin to like someone, you've gotta think about it carefully. It's not like buying a L.V or something. It's like playing with fire, and you may burn yourself badly.
    June 23

    不想再这样了

     

    16號愛人 歌手:容祖兒 |  作曲:翁瑋盈
    填詞:黃偉文 |  編曲:舒文 苦苦堅持 經已沒意思
    為何不可以 由我去決定誰
    才應該在我心中 擁有位置
    當你下次 要玩伴時
    手機按到沒電時
    情願你別來 找這失勢女子

    想起當時 蠢也沒法子 純情得可以
    男生中只得你 贈我戒指
    原來就算最愛我 不過暫時
    名次每隔兩日都改變位置
    一變四 四變十二
    來到這禮拜 更加諷刺

    *何以 我變了你的 16號愛人
     隨便 碰上哪個她
     都比我更有趣吸引
     偶爾我亦 願我是別人
     能轉個化身 共你再蜜運

     我以前是冠軍 怎會慣 做後備愛人
     曾經 也上到最高
     逐漸滑落 谷底的暗
     看見未來 雙腳已在震
     因我說過愛是無憾 才會受教訓*

    謙卑的人 只要做亞軍 仍然很興奮
    誰知吞聲忍氣 就變季軍
    誰人話我會縱你 勾搭別人
    連跌倒四五六七都會默允
    忍了你 你更薄倖
    能叫我跌倒 永不超生

    REPEAT*

    不想再競逐 你的吻 我怕贏了惹公憤
    面對幾千個敵軍 終日查問
    是誰幸運做你本週冠軍

    何以 我變了你的 16號愛人
    隨便 踫上哪個她 都比我更美更吸引
    最怕以後 位置再下沉
    完結了也好 恨也再別恨

    我以前是冠軍 怎會慣 做後備愛人
    曾經 也上過冠軍
    現在份外 深深不忿
    你那熱唇 她吻我又吻
    當你變了這樣隨便 誰個又要吻

    :)
    April 16

    偶写的英文诗歌~~~偶!

    Poetry Project For Grade 12                 Stella Huang

    English 12

    Block D

    Feb. 8th

     

    Love

     

    GOODBYE, MY LOVE

         

             

     Goodbye my love, will you ever come back to me?

     On that morning with brilliant sunshine, I hugged my memory,

    I watched you leave, quietly.

    Quietly, quietly.

     

     

    If I had a chance, I would be like a sea-maiden in the old story,

    I would dance for you on the knifepoint, proudly,

    My blood would bloom under my feet enthusiastically,

    Ardently, ardently.

     

     

    If I had a chance, I wish Carmen would be a shadow of me,

    And Don Juan as you are, a destructive beauty,

    “Estoy enamorado de ti”,

    Sweetly, sweetly.

     

     

    If I had a chance, I would be a red rose with tears,

    You picked me off the caudex and sent to your sweetie,

    I tasted my blood, watched you sadly,

    Painfully, painfully.

     

     

    Pity that you only liked the girls’ flower-like lips,

    Even my love and my blood could never paint my pale lips vivid,

    Finally you wanted me to set you free,

    Finally, finally.

    And then you turned and walked away cruelly,

    Leaving me alone with a little creak of my heart-broken casualty.

    I looked up with my blurry sight, only to find the sky torn perfectly,

    Quietly, quietly.

     

     

     

     

    Death

    ONE DAY I DREAMED OF DEATH’S TRAIN

     

    One day I dreamed of Death’s train, giving off a lot of smoke,

    The train was singing, and advancing,

    It was filled with women and children, young and old,

    They are all aglow with health, talking,

    A portly, rubicund man of old age was telling,

    The story that he was ground to death by a camion.

     

     

    Death gave the tonsure to himself, watched me joyfully,

    He was smoking his pipe, devoting his mind to driving,

    The children was running back and forth in the car happily,

    I asked with a loud voice: Where are you going?

    All the dead people answered cheerfully:

    We are going to eternity.

     

     

     

    War

     

               

    O’ Mama

              Farewell, O’Mama,

               The bugle had been sounded; the gun was wiped bright,

               The luggage was packed, and the Army was going to leave,

    Why dost thee cry quietly?

    Why dost thee miss me that much?

    If I could come back from the battle, I shalt go to see thee,

    My dearest Mama.

    Farewell, O’Mama,

    The country was calling; the enemies were invading,

    The soldiers were fighting bravely; the people were suffering,

    Canst thou see the beautiful camellia abloom on the hill?

    How shalt we let the wolves step on them?

    If I could scarify for the country, thou art to see,

    The beautiful camellia.

     

     

     

     

    Faith

           

     

    LET US RING THE BELL OF HOPE

     

     

    Let us ring the bell of hope, and we pray in our heart,

    Let us see no lose, but success all the time,

    Let the earth forget how to revolute,

    Let there be no winter,

    Let the universe not be able to close his window,

    So that we have no darkness.

              

             

     

    Let joy take the place of sadness, smiles will never be shy,

    Let time go back; let there be youth forever,

    Let poverty begin to escape,

    Let there be happiness and health,

    Let us close our eyes,

    So that we can feel the world by our heart.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    April 15

    忘记需要付出

    忘记一个人真的那么容易吗?你想,忘记他就不要再想他咯~甚至恨他。你以为自己可以做到,可是每次你恨他的时候,总会不由自主地想起他的笑脸来。你想起来了,当初便是他的笑脸把你吸引住,爱情抗体全部死亡。