寫於procrastination 間

感覺奇怪
是脫落了的自己
那一部分的自己被朋友強行搶走, 霸佔
沒有惡意, 但我不再完整了.

也許我不需要完整的我
那太多了罷.

只是臉孔書上的沒有被人圈出來的照片
就這樣遺留在漫漾的網海中.
朋友的朋友有時會看到
但那個陌生人有雅致參觀我的生活呢?

自己看到奇怪有感.

天呀!今天專心不了...
天呀!明天就見到父母了!
已經上了機嗎?

啊, 前幾天想寫的主題又流失了感覺.
而今天有感的主題不想寫.
因為

the image makes me sick. slightly.
why is sickness necessary for dispersal.
Schade!
awfully disgusting.

L für ALPAKA LIEBE

Heute stelle ich mein Liebslingtier vor, das Alpaka heißt!
Obgleich ich oft keine Lieblingsdinge hat, sind Alpakas bezaubernd, die ich nicht widerstehen kann :D
ich liebe Tier mit Fließ!
Das Schaf ist eine andere Wahl.
Doch! das Alpaka ist süßer und hübscher, eine perfekte Kombination der Giraffe und des Schafs!

Es geben zweiundzwanzig unterschiedliche Farben!
Und haben sie keine unteren Zähne LOLLLL.

"The The Impotence of Proofreading," by TAYLOR MALI

MUST SEE!!!
HILARIOUSSSSS

as an extremist

extremist
courageous yet dangerous
i have not the guts

extreme LOOOOOUUUUDNESS, i would rather not deafen myself
absolute silence, i wish but i cannot
have been devastated by this world
i hear no longer nothing
hark!
i thought you have the same
constant buzzing annoyance
which i hated
but now have i submitted
surrender can i not?

magma heat vapourises bursts me into vapours of nothingness fear i withhold
less than molecules
but the elation the rapture of that instance i capture do not sustain
complete freeze coagulation
be frozen to be alive i hibernate
reduces me into less than an eletron
negative energy
charged with dormant energy
of which the glee i still have
is being alive a delightful idea?

total BRRRRIGHTNESS, i would rather not blind myself
my eyesight bad enough
hated the glowing blinding luminaire

remains the blackest darkness
in which i am the most at ease dealing with
taken off the awareness of being noticed
i stand on my own feet
i face my naked innermost self only in this concealed dark chamber

suffocate not i inhale i overfill each and every of my alveolus
air spills
i tear my voice in infinity
the sharp pain here and there for a picosec liberates me as an inmate.

DJ Earworm - United State of Pop 2009 (Blame It on the Pop) - Mashup of Top 25 Billboard Hits

2009 US pop revision

i thought it was a parody of Mikas Blame it on the Girls...

good job DJ Earworm!

Immer begeistert davon

Oh mein Gott! Mein Deutsch ist so gut! Ich kann kaum glauben, mein Deutsch so gut nach nur zwei Jahren im Schule ist! Georgetown Sprachkurs ist am besten!

Wir leben und wir sterben hier! Deutsch! Deutsch! Deutsch! Deutsch! Ich liebe auch lüstige deutsche Musik, durch die ich die Sprache flexibeler zu verwenden lernen.

Ich spinne...Ich rege mich über Deutsch auf!

Meine mitbewohnerin hat Recht: Nachdem ich alle Grammatik fertig und sehr schön gelernt und verstanden habe, erweitet ich nur meine Vokabulare. Nichts ist schwierig, wenn ich fleißig bin :D Ich brauche mehr und mehr Verben! Ich will komplexer und komplexer Sätze and Abschnitt schreiben! Ich höffe, dass ich ganz bald deutsches Gedicht und deutsche Geschichte schreiben.

Oh! Und Frühling hat angekommen! Heute Nachmittag haben Steve und ich die erste Kirtschblüte erblickt! Wir haben eine fabelhafte Zeit überall Georgetown spazieren gegangen. Gosh! ich liebe Georgetown, ich liebe Washington DC! Und am wichtigsten liebe ich Deutsch!

The Beatles - We All Live In A Yellow Submarine

an important GLC memory :D
im leaving in 2.5 months.
will certainly miss this submarine and my dearest crew member.

lonely goatherd in virgin spring

lei o lei o lei hee huu

not really that i have travelled alone
but savoured were the days that i wandered
strolled
drifted
like a single petal
in the sea breeze
under an azure sky

need not a direction
need not a destination

am simply from nowhere
assembling fragments of land
making up puzzles of puzzling memories
pollens adrift arriving here and there
carpenter bees sing the jolly working tune
nourishing mental fertility

think spring has arrived

by chance enhances a passerby your susceptibility
expanded are your nostrils
plus pupil dilation
flapping lobes
sharpened senses
you stick out your tongue
taste buds bucket morning dews from an aloe leaf
juicy jelly
freshly green

sighs not it mourns
soothingly stroke
smoothing touches
upon a newborn sensitive skin

one is ready to take any chances any risks
any adventure is a granted gift
in early spring a goat hips and hops
the goatherd sings and dances

competition good bad

less than 3 months.
if the post exam self travel period doesnt count i have less than 2.5 months
to be in this atmosphere
surrounded by these people
with whom i dont feel comfortable among
but i like being

kind of suffocating
indeed inspirational
good whips of reminders
of how ignorant i am
how small and unimportant i am

i had dreams
fr scientist, inventor, doctor, lawyer
to writer, poet, journalist
dont know how many time i have been crushed
by myself
constantly giving up ambitions
now i am my own pin
poke and the balloon leaks and shrinks and bursts and falls

exhalation
a deep deep breathing out

i am trying to play smart
i want (do i need?) confidence
i want them think that im not so stupid
at all
i thought i could beat them
like
well
perhaps
at science

but i dont have logic

so the other night we were talking about the 3D printer
you read from the economist
well maybe i would have better understood it
but i seldom had the motivation to read that chuck
alright but afterwards i drag
stupidly to discuss the
socioeconomics
damned

i dont really know what i was saying
i only wanted to argue
to say whatever opposite to what you say
regardless of logic

cause i hated u always being right

competition good bad

but you are so right
which

sucks

and such of my opinion
sucks
even more

i should learn to lose gracefully

written in constant defeats

humongous vs. big big big

professor michael collins has solved the mystery
of why sometimes i dont want to write
its more like i dont know HOW to write
unless i write like shakespeare, who invented so many of his own vocabs
but then will it fail the language task of communication?
*back to World's Englishes' Class theme: innovation vs. communication.

so there is the tension between the form and the content
between how you write and what you write
the more original the idea is, the more difficult to express it in traditional forms
i.e. since it is brand new and no one has ever had (or at least no one has succeeded quite accurately present that mentality), you simply can't find from traditional langauge a way to say it

so there are always intense feelings and emotions
i never find the appropriate word to express
added to my verbal and linguistic inability
is simply the absence of substance of expression!

i have become so repetitive
because i thought repetition fills the hole of intensity
like if i dont know humongous i say big big big
if not very very very big
well now humongous is not humongous enough for me

such a bad writer i am

gosh i love this clas: British Theatre since 1950
Samuel Beckett is so inspiring
love Catastrophe and wants to see Waiting for Godot!
I am Gogo in search of/ awaiting my Didi

das Kämpfen gegen die Hausaufgabe

unproductivity
is another night
such a cliche
nothing new

enticing absurdity
are cookies, right,
under lamp shade
there i puke

sip my bitter hot tea
i thought i could write
words to embrace
lost my muse

land on a land called free
fingers soldiers fight
keyboard the maze
there i kneel

the spirit loses me
conscious becomes slight
death presents face
win the fuel

victor in the battlefield

schrecklich.