tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53701636243158177002024-03-13T20:37:53.392+08:00insights.Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.comBlogger253125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-83065728721429163272015-03-11T16:14:00.001+08:002015-03-11T16:14:15.041+08:00get outta my wayMost blog posts are written out of emotions. That, is true. <div><br></div><div>Hello, did you really just use 'Yours faithfully' to end an email, an informal one, that is. Did you really think I have eyes on my back or my side, or did you think I don't have ears. Was it even hard to open up your mouth or was it really hard to pronounce my name. Oh my god, I am enough of someone creeping by my side, just standing still until I noticed his presence. If really if you have so much time to spare, seriously, just don't spend it in such way man. And. Are you a caveman dude. No another "better" old-fashioned, (extremely) conservative person I've known, and conservatively speaking, will know. And. Dude. No one owes you money. Stop putting up that face like we owe you shits. Jeez, I haven't had this in a long long time- a person that I have totally completely no desire to talk to. Any communication skill you can think of will die on this person. </div><div><br></div><div>Man. I can't even. </div><div><br></div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-41845798711766066152013-01-22T12:59:00.001+08:002013-01-22T12:59:12.400+08:00曾经我们都没有变,变的是我们拥有过却回不去的曾经。<br />
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我们那么甜那么美那么相信那么疯那么热烈的曾经。Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-28756324409391005392012-11-04T01:42:00.000+08:002012-11-04T01:42:06.758+08:00想 幸福<div style="text-align: justify;">
那一份只能一个人收着的情感,它最近特别特别的浓烈。我以为断了音讯,一切的我们之间会随着时间飞逝慢慢淡化。朋友突然的关心,让我很手足无措,只能笑着说没有什么。不是我不想说,是不知道要说什么,是怕说着虚假的坚强外壳会在任何一秒钟瓦解。</div>
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那一天和几个友人在一对夫妇家庆祝中秋节,她说了一句那么简单却深沉无比的话。“有男朋友吗?” “没有。” “也对,有的话哪还会跟我们一起。” 总是会有些时候,也希望自己像其他人一样拥有简单的幸福。看着许多朋友,尽管是排除万难终于握紧了彼此的手,还是已经握紧的手随着时间而握的更紧了一些。即使可能曾经也不看好的,到头来看着他们幸福,能做的也只有默默祝福。 只是常常总在想,那么不可能的他们都可以勇敢的握起了对方,拥有那么多可能的我们为何却?</div>
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Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-44624516610664641862012-09-20T14:50:00.003+08:002012-09-21T12:05:05.234+08:00Life Is Pretty Simple<div style="text-align: justify;">
Wednesday is a long day for this semester. It is but another pretty day. You see, it really depends on how you choose to see it. I had been losing track of keeping a positive attitude towards these daily routines which keep going in the little cycle. But it was a little different today. I find myself looking into the details of this beautiful life, contemplating on the past, present, and future, and putting the best curve that sets everything straight on my face. It's one of those days that things just seem perfectly perfect, despite of being a little busy and all packed with the tight schedule.</div>
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This morning, I saw rainbow on the splashing water of the fountain and I thought how awesome is our God. It's probably due to the reflection of sunlight on the water, one of those physics theorem. I am still trying hard to grow some sort of interest in physics, for that matter. I realized how I have been building my own perspective towards some issues or people. Until I find out intuitive perspective is not always true. Talking to a new friend, learning some of the things I have never heard of could be really intriguing. Doing a Mathematics quiz with the question goes "compute 1 + 1" because the lecturer was not too happy with the huge amount of absentees in class, I found myself smiling, one of those sincere smiles after a while. Life is pretty simple, no? And a lecturer can be really cute, sometime.</div>
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A simple dinner after a really long day could be a bliss. Far more important, a dinner with pretty awesome people and the odds of fortune cookies tickling us in an amazing way. Hooked myself up completing some homework, whatsapping with a friend, talking on phone with mom and dad, catching up a little with television series.. and you thought that's all? Nah I was pumped. Hit the gym, hence. At 12am midnight. I find myself falling in love with jogging on the treadmill, gradually. It was the time when I feel myself totally indulged with the music and had my mind lost thinking, reminiscing all kind of beauty that lies in the details while jogging unceasingly. Stepped out of gym, I unconsciously held my head up and looked onto the sky. The sky was amazingly pretty, full of twinkling stars. So much memories. But this time, I find myself smiling, again. I am glad that we made the right decision on that starry night. It was a smile of relief. It was a smile of knowing coherently that we had all those good times, and that's what really matter. </div>
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咽炎暑假就这么悄悄溜走。这一次我很不舍。从去机场的路上开始偷偷落泪。在登记手续台面对行李问题时无助眼泪直飙。进了候机室每接一通电话,熟悉的声音在电话另一边回响久久不散,电话这一边哽咽像个傻瓜一包纸巾接着一包久久不停。为何离别那么那么感伤。</div>
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到了后来才渐渐明白。除了不舍。泪水中还参杂了些许的不愿。潜意识在反抗。反抗时间变换习惯性的事物再也不在。或许渐渐的我明白了电视剧男女主角分开后,回到曾经回忆满满的地方时那种的想念和缅怀。朋友说或许这是最美丽的结局。只是名为回忆的花园太让人情不自禁的感伤。说我是感性的动物。我只是泪水太多太多。</div>
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至于生命还是有许多美丽绽放的花蕊等待你我去欣赏。新一季的学期,许多新的面孔。认识一些新的朋友,听听他们的故事,体验或许从来都不曾知道的事情。再见旧朋友,叙旧,畅谈我们错过的故事精彩。至于生命还是有些小细节等待我们去发掘,去度过。容忍这功课也许是怎么学都学不完的人生道理。试着观察人心,小小动作所带出的信息也等着被继续的研究。人与人间微妙的情感不是经过长时间就证明它的醇香,也不是经过短时间就判定它的肤浅内涵。</div>
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Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-29228843338707515422012-07-12T11:45:00.000+08:002012-07-12T14:00:42.118+08:00简单 生活<div>
这个暑假我认真过着简单生活。外面世界太匆忙。现实生活太累人。简单生活真的向往了很久。一个朋友说不行了。是时候回家充充电。<br />
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喜欢跟朋友聚聚。聊过去,现在,未来。喜欢跟好朋友去旅行。阳光,沙滩,海浪,还有浸泡在盐盐咸水,天南地北哈拉的我们,就够了。喜欢听诗巫人说华语带着浓浓福州腔。那种腔调点缀了我们的童年。是那种腔调让我们找到了家的味道。<br />
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喜欢诗巫人浓浓人情味。喜欢这片土地浓浓家的味道。人家说,失去了就懂珍惜。我们都太习惯这样的生活环境。一直到去外地生活久了,才懂得简单的美丽我们都错过太多太多。回不去的从前我们也错过太多。<br />
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看看书,看看戏,看看生活,看看世界。听听歌,听听你的,我的,他的悠悠的岁月,听听自然的天籁。闻闻自然芳香,闻香水味在他身上散发的气质。尝尝想念很久的食物,品尝咀嚼的口感。感受情感的刻骨铭心,亲情,友情,各样的情与爱,像闪烁的星星点缀夜空般,为生活添加更深一层的简单幸福。<br />
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</div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-8590410817864479382012-06-26T23:58:00.001+08:002012-06-26T23:58:56.082+08:00突然好想你<div><p>我就要忘记以文字表达情绪的那一种感觉了。懒惰好可怕! </p>
<p>隔了似乎有一个世纪那么久,终于拥抱了家的温暖。其实所谓的异国风情真的只是在时差过后所适应的生活习惯。回家一个多月,美国的生活似乎已经再次回归当初的陌生。我甚至有一点害怕再次离开现在的熟悉,即使那是两个月以后。</p>
<p>与其说时间的变迁让许多的情感都变了质。其实倒不如说人的自我人的好面子若不蕴藏和怪罪于所谓时间变换的那层薄纱后面,就真的只能赤裸裸向世界宣告的确是我的错才让事情变成这样。其实任何一种的情都不是时间所造就,而是爱。我们都太傻。即使有再多的不甘心,有再多的泪,都已经无法修复那么多美丽的曾经。</p>
<p>我喜欢现在这样悠闲的生活。我说就这样尽情的享受无所事事的奢华。吃喝玩乐也挺惬意。偶尔和友人吃顿晚餐,喝杯下午茶,畅谈在过去日子我的你的他的错过来不及参与的故事和其中的喜怒哀乐。就是这样的回首让我们看到了我们都这样的经过了人生中总会要面对的历练,一步一脚印的成长了。</p>
<p>一个朋友说跟老朋友在一起的感觉很好。不是么。有人说老朋友就像镜子中的自己。即使再久没有见面,感觉还是一样的熟悉。那种感觉很真。真得令人很安心很温暖。 </p>
<p>闯荡一番,我们都终于明白了距离让我们的心更靠近。触手可及的现实却将无数回忆扣留。骄傲的倔强躲在风中歌唱。再多风霜也只能独自沉默来替代惯性的依赖。</p>
<p>最怕空气突然安静,最怕朋友突然的关心,最怕回忆突然翻滚绞痛着不平息,最怕突然听到你的消息。想念如果会有声音,这是最后一次悲伤的哭泣,我希望。</p>
<p>好爱好爱五月天。和他们美丽的歌。</p>
</div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-42068189702241310282012-04-16T13:56:00.000+08:002012-04-16T13:56:56.938+08:00Forgiveness<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="text-align: justify;"><i>After hiatus.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">The real forgiveness is when you finally decide to break these chains binding you off and you finally understand that love is no more the shallow cognition your mind could comprehend. Love is a decision, an action which leads to unending joy which you would have never imagined of. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Easter Sunday has always been one of my favorite festive days throughout the year. It is a day of joy, a day of love, a day of hope. Featuring the first time celebrating this lovely day in the States, I am deeply moved by His sacrificial love and His almighty power of resurrection, just the way I did every other year. God is so good, anytime, anywhere!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">He has the best plan in store for you and me. He has so much for you to learn even through a really minor daily life happening. I was angry. Not the madness over the matter itself, but the fact of this being who wouldn't ever learn to be tolerant while he himself has been tolerated so much really irritated my some sensitive nerves. I had so much urge to burst all these emotions out and do the all same things they had ever done and I was pretty sure I could do worse than those. The next moment, I cried out to the Lord. Literally, cry. The indescribable comfort warmth pampered through my heart. And He led me to this verse,</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">The verse totally struck my mind. Amazing, no? When the world and all the people say you are wrong, you know that our Lord will prove you right. When all these people are giving in to the world, it really doesn't mean that you have to conform to the same thing as well. The Words had coherently said,</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">One of another cruelty a person can do to herself is really the cowardliness to face the real self. She thought she will be fine without committing to that pathetic reality. Yes she looks extremely well in front of everyone. She looks deceivingly fine even in front of herself. She really has no gut to take off that little piece of mask which covers, which wraps everything up so nicely. She makes herself busy to avoid a disease called "over-thinking". She helps people to solve a lot of problems. But she never knows how to fix her own problem. So the only way to fix it is to avoid it. Keep avoiding it. To a point that she feels the problem is gone. To a point when the tote of silence has become the best disguise and everyone is extremely good with it.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">So why break the tote? </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="background-color: #999999; font-size: x-small;">如果结局早已命定,我不会让自己经历这些痛。</span></div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-87261222679564274112012-01-22T14:06:00.000+08:002012-01-22T14:06:47.261+08:00Don't you?<div style="text-align: justify;">You know what. This thing of Chinese New Year away from home is literally killing each and everyone who couldn't get to go home during this lovely festive season. Chinese New Year away from home is definitely one of the most cruel, one of the saddest things that could have ever happened. And it happens. Oh boy.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">When even listening to my mom telling what all the beautiful people are doing back at home, how shopping mall, supermarkets are fully occupied with people, how congested the traffic get, etc could be so sentimental that all I could do is to picture these scenes and to remember, recall myself being in those good old moments, just as they used to be in each and every other previous year. And when even browsing through all those Chinese New Year related statuses, posts, videos could be emotional that they so easily stimulate the tear gland to produce so much precious tear drops. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I miss home. Don't we all do?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-80454901908298156562012-01-15T02:23:00.002+08:002012-01-15T02:31:19.279+08:00失去。漂流着它来过的证据<div style="text-align: right;"><i>蔚蓝的天空任我们去飞翔,人生需要自己去闯。</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i>-最美好时光。</i></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">决定,今天一定要好好的写一点东西。三个星期的寒假华丽丽却同时非常感伤的结束了。要用一个字来概括整个假期的话,那将是感动。感动万分的同时,感恩。感谢神每一步一脚印的看顾带领,感谢神在生命中每一个安排都是如此特别,蕴含着每一个等待被揭开的意义。当我真真实实的身在纽约市中心,当我叹为观止的看着无比壮观的尼亚加拉大瀑布,当我内心澎湃的仰望着高高耸立的自由女神像,当我真真切切的穿梭在哈佛大学的校园,当我置身于迪斯尼乐园观赏着如此真实在我眼前上演的各种表演,相信我,好多次我真的不能自己的想要大哭一场。感动的氛围刺激着每一个神经线,一次一次的提醒着自己是多么的蒙福。曾经以为只能在梦想中上演的情节,如今就这么真切的发生在现实生活中。我知道自己是蒙受祝福的。我感恩。感谢爱我的耶稣基督。我赞美。称颂这位宇宙万物的主宰。 =)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">寒假的结束,送走了2011,迎来了崭新的2012。写博文好像总要写一下对于过去一年的感言和对于新一年的展望。2011发生了许许多多大大小小的事。开心快乐难过生气各种各样的酸甜苦辣,生命就是这样不是吗。至少到了最后你我他都知道什么样的人事物带来什么样的感动心痛纠结。对于2012,也对于新学期的展望,我给自己一个从来没有在我身上发生过的挑战。活了两个时代,发现自己从来没有在学业这一块付出过足够的努力。发现自己总是抱着得过且过的态度面对生活。离开家里后,生活总是没有规律,糊里糊涂的含混过关。所以,这一年,我要对得起自己。这个学期我要去上每一堂课,我要为每一个功课每一个考试付出足够的努力。这一年,我要勇敢要坚强要爱主更多爱家人更多爱朋友更多。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">有人说,旅行的意义就是逃离。逃离的不是一座城,而是一段回忆。有人说,旅行是逃避。逃避一个人,一段维系艰难的关系。有人说,旅行是找回。找回一个人,一些人,那些温暖而纯真的感情。这一次的旅程,谢谢你们让我拥有这么多的快乐与感动。那么的快乐我希望这段旅程永远都不要结束。在繁华的纽约市,朋友的阿姨姨丈表姐表弟所带来家的感动不是三言两语就能道尽。每一个的叮咛都那么的真诚那么温暖人心。一起搓汤圆一起说说笑笑让身在距离家有几千几万公里的我拥有那种家人才能给予的安心,拥有冬至家人团聚的氛围。圣诞节的海鲜火锅,圣诞节礼物,都让我那么真实的感受到这一个美丽的季节带来的轻轻淡淡却深深烙印在心中的祝福。每一餐的三珍海味,每一口家里的味道,干捞面,肉骨茶,点心,还有许多的许多,简简单单的幸福满足充充足足的横溢在空中。与亲爱的朋友在经过半年不见面的相聚也那么微妙的感动绕溹。简简单单的友情,不需要华丽的浮夸的虚伪,讲求的只是一颗真诚坦诚对待的心。聊一聊生活,谈一谈心事,讲一讲八卦,晚上很累却不睡觉抱着枕头说着所谓的枕头话,赤裸裸的摊开所有,不需要拥有任何的秘密。一起旅行一起吃好吃的食物一起坐巴士一起唱歌一起走一条又一条的大道一起逛街一起看电影。很美好。<br />
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佛罗里达迪斯尼乐园还有环球影城,是一个和一大帮好朋友的一段旅程。这样或许是最好不过的,在每一个半年来一个大相聚。每一个见面蕴含了各种兴奋,每一次分开充满不舍,却同时保有下一次再见的期待。因为生活就是这么的喜欢捉弄人,它就是喜欢让你无比珍惜你所没有拥有的。迪斯尼乐园是小时候的憧憬,是一直以来的梦想。憧憬变为事实,梦想得以实现,心中真的有那种说不出五味掺杂的兴奋快乐感动。与一大班朋友一起倒数新年,一样看着烟火表演,就跟每一个往年一样。唯一特别,不一样的一点是一大班人身处在美国,或更甚,身处在迪斯尼乐园。那是一种很美很特别很值得永远记住的经验,的回忆。<br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><i>后来终于在眼泪中明白,有些人一旦错过就不再。</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i>-后来。</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">后来,我爱上了跟知心的朋友聊天。后来,我爱上了越洋聊天。谢谢你这么的了解整个状况。一句句的我明白,我完全了解让我有种安心的泪奔感。其实后来我们都发现,兜兜转转了许久过后,中学那段时光真的是最美好最难忘的。一个不争的事实就是,其实我们都不想要长大不是吗?成长真的要付出很痛的代价。长大拥有着那么多的烦恼。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">原来一直都只是很努力的说服自己假装不在意,假装自己很勇敢。到头来发现都是假的。在电话的这一头,说着说着就感伤的哭了。原来所谓的课业繁忙,天气冷,食物不好吃,等等的等等,都是假的。其实我们都明白我们只是都累了厌了烦了,退缩不想不敢不知道怎样去面对现实了。有时候,我想有一个药丸吃了可以把不想要拥有的记忆统统删除。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: right;"><i>如果有一天撞上一个小缺口,我怕沉入海底。</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i>-漂流瓶。</i></div></div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-51580755834380468922011-12-13T05:06:00.003+08:002011-12-13T05:08:01.586+08:00hang on.<div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote class="tr_bq">交上考卷。穿上外套。收拾书包。走出考场。我很平静。出奇的平静。我有点害怕这样的自己。决定从学校走路回家。往常只需要十五分钟的路程今天用了近半小时。我应该要大哭一场。我所认识的我一定会这样做。我想打电话给随便任何一个人来讲一下话。但是我不知道我到底该说什么。结果我什么都没有做。只是真的异常冷静的默默的走在艳阳高照却冷风瑟瑟的街道。我就这样一直往前走。一直走。一直走。这是所谓的暴风雨前的平静吗?</blockquote><br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: right;"><i>I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game. It's time to trust my instincts, close my eyes and leap. It's time to try defying gravity.</i> </blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: right;"><i>-Defying Gravity.</i></blockquote></div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-22084926594609738222011-12-09T14:06:00.000+08:002011-12-09T14:06:40.658+08:00漂流瓶<div style="text-align: justify;">我爱上了在午夜十二点进浴室泡一个至少半小时的热水澡。没有特别的原因。但是享受在冷空气中让热水滑过身上每一寸的肌肤。享受在热水中默默的送走又过去的一天,悄悄的迎接新一天的开始。享受安静的让思想自由的跃动,静谧的想想这一天都作了什么。享受水流给予一种把污秽把悲伤把不愉快都给冲走的感觉。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">我开始了写日记的习惯。所谓日记,就是很传统的拿一个本子把心情故事记载在里头。同样的,没有特别的原因。只是人在生命不同的阶段都会有这么些自己都想不到会付诸行动的冲动,不是吗?希望这一次不再是三分钟热度。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">只剩十天了。我很很很很很很非常非常非常的期待!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc; font-size: x-small;">失去。漂流着那份情来过的证据。</span></div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-11167903418857333272011-12-03T15:10:00.001+08:002011-12-03T15:12:40.496+08:00turducken.<div style="text-align: center;">Friendship isn't how you<i> forget</i>, but how you <i><b>forgive</b></i>.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Not how you listen, but how you understand.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Not how you see, but how you feel.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Not how you <i>let go</i>, but how you <i><b>hold on</b></i>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Everything before but could slip in that easily and everything after but could sway away that easily too. If it could be the other way up. This awful pain could as well be taken away like how chocolate can take away the period pain. He said dark chocolate in particular.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">This coldness does nothing good to uh, life? The nearest yet so far away, beyond the verge of further, furthest. You knew it. What could probably be done are yet declared to be foul. No one loves to take that initiative. Because a silly thing called dignity seems to be the utmost cling. No one wants to break this silence. As if a tote of silence is the best bag to hide all lies, dissatisfaction, selfishness, irresponsibility. Perhaps it really is. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I am mad. Because the world is way crazier. Ain't it? Why it always has to be at critical time such as this- the verge of finals, the verge of assignments completion. To distract me from doing good at the last batch of battle, I'm just curious.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">It is meant to be incomprehensible. Comprehend the words, if you could. And talk to me on what I should do. Pamper me, like you used to. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">A chicken stuffed in a duck Jammed in a turkey is called turducken. According to Glee.</div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-713433623051807822011-11-30T12:32:00.000+08:002011-11-30T12:32:52.813+08:00连心都下雪。<div style="text-align: justify;">很久没有透过文字诉说心情。不是太忙,不是太懒惰。很多时候写了很长一篇,到最后决定全选然后按下删除键。有的时候,原来很多的事情只要跟家人说就够了。真的只有家人可以让你安心的任性。只有家人会在你最痛的伤口为你换上最美丽的包扎。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">成长原来真的是一瞬之间的变化。成长就是再也没有人在你身边让你放任着任性。成长就是当你开始独自的面对大大小小的事情。成长就是你开始觉得快乐都变成了一种奢华。成长就是你终于明白有一些人真的完全不值得你为他流一滴眼泪。成长就是眼泪滑落之前告诉自己不可以哭。成长就是内心情绪澎湃着千变万化的同时却必须表现的很镇定。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">看到表姐的信息说外婆进医院,我的心真的乱了,慌了一下。马上打电话回家,听着真的不小心眼泪奔腾而下。是心疼。心真的紧紧的揪在一起。听到大家都赶回诗巫。我真的恨不得马上潇洒的订一张机票就飞回家去。妈咪刚才说外婆出院回家了。妈咪把电话给外婆让她跟我说了一下话。她只叫了我一声咪咪。鼻头酸酸的。主啊,求你医治我的外婆,挪走她身上一切的痛苦!主啊,我宣告你医治的大能要临到她身上。主你怜悯看顾这个家,家里每一个人。奉耶稣基督名字宣告,阿门!阿嬷,你一定要加油,一定要快快好起来!拜托。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">感恩节的假期就这样匆匆的结束了。接踵而来的是很多的功课和考试。人生中第一次欢庆感恩节。感恩节,或称Thanksgiving Day在美国是一个很夯的节庆。美国人似乎都为之而疯狂。而在这一年的感恩节,我享用了不下四次的火鸡大餐。我花了不少的钱在黑色星期五购物。我到一个叫做Great Smoky Mountains的地方度假。Smoky Mountains位于Tennessee州。很棒很美好的一段旅程。只是这一次的旅程让我回忆无穷尽的泛滥,好多好多的一些些的事情都那么的熟悉,都那么轻易的勾起了曾经的我们。曾经的我们也一起做了那些很美好的事情。简简单单的爱情让人如此的向往。简简单单的友情让人如此的想拥有。他真的很像你。如此的相似让我以为你在我身边做着你曾经为我做的事,讲着你曾经对我诉说的话语。真的在那一霎我真真实实的在他身上看到了你。终于明白对你的思念从来都没有减少过。它却因时间距离的磨炼变得更加的香醇更加的浓厚。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">今天,是一个好日子吧。JPA在今天进钱了。也在今天,第一次的Presentation。竟然有一点小紧张。整体还算可以吧。天空,也在今天下雪了。一个人走在白雪堆砌的路上,尝试让自己想想当下的感受。其实并没有什么特别的感受。是有少许的兴奋。少许的哦哦哦原来下雪是这样的。白茫茫的雪景其实很赏心悦目。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-54125139052419333982011-11-15T12:30:00.001+08:002011-11-15T12:32:45.212+08:00情歌<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">慌乱城市中 连风都不自由</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">热闹的街头 就属我最寂寞</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">-张信哲 太想爱你</div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">其实有时候所谓情歌不一定只献于爱情。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">因为友情有时候也是那么一回事。</span></div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">叶彤说,一个人的生活其实很好。</span></div></div><div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">我会开始习惯一个人的生活。</span></div></div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-64630969228452493752011-11-05T14:23:00.000+08:002011-11-05T14:23:00.197+08:00最痛的地方 最美的包扎那是几米童话世界里叉叉熊的坚持。<br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">是梦想的美好还是现实的残酷让生活变成这样一个走不出的银河。世俗的舆论人心的可畏不是你说不要就凭空消失的。曾经许下的诺言却摇身变成插在赤裸裸炯体上的刀柄。只是早就知道后果是这样却还是不甘心的承认面对。只是一直秉抱的信念都开始没办法说服自己的时候应该就清楚知道是时候不再依赖不再欺骗勇敢放开手。可悲的是经过了这么多的风这么多浪这么多的风这么多的雨这么多的雪这么多的霜连珍惜两个字都不晓得吗?感慨的是或许最起初最原始那一步棋就走错了。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">不知不觉十一月了。根据农历日历计算我刚好满二十岁了。在农历生日的这一天妈咪叫我要煮水煮蛋给自己吃。原来我还是很传统的福州人。我非常的想念每年生日吃寿面的传统。我真的想念了。活了二十年第一次的生日没有家人我真的有一点不习惯。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>祝自己生日快乐。</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">看着电脑荧幕相距好几千几万公里的家中三个小孩儿开始像模像样的走路,一样的哭闹声一样的笑声,心中是充满感动的。看着外婆在电脑荧幕前问我你现在看到的是谁还问我什么时候回家,眼眶不小心湿湿的。我比你们想我更想你们。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">之前参与的试吃杏仁果的实验经过一个月完成了。看吧时间真的过的很快很快。一个朋友说该写一写关于这个实验。整个过程最害怕的就是打针抽血这一环。没有为什么也没有什么特别的阴影但就是一直害怕打针所带来的那种感觉。所以当初决定就趁这次克服一下这个恐惧吧。多多少少有克服到吧,我想。至少没这么害怕这种感觉。虽然当针插进皮肤的那一刹那还是会轻轻的感觉刺痛一下。忍一下就过了,真的。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><blockquote class="tr_bq"><i>野兽总是对美女说,虽然我外貌丑陋骇人,但是我有一颗善良动人的心。</i></blockquote>人生中第一次的现场舞台剧献给了美女与野兽。 很美丽的故事很美丽的歌曲。我却希望坐在我身边跟我一起观赏这出舞台剧的是你。看完舞台剧是感动的。感动于故事的凄美。感动于表演者的努力付出。感动于以往的梦想真的在现实生活中成真。<br />
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感动在于想起了你,那个独有的你。Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-74896055072860857942011-11-01T10:04:00.000+08:002011-11-01T10:04:30.324+08:00她说看着伤痕累累的双手,真的有种想哭的冲动。<br />
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时间一直去 回忆真美丽Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-34256073764007834232011-10-29T11:03:00.001+08:002011-10-29T11:05:02.151+08:00相片温热,泪水透彻。<div style="text-align: justify;">似乎已经忘了怎么笑。为什么连我最珍贵的笑容都要抢走。现在我真的什么都没有了。好久好久没有哭得这么伤心。哭得就要窒息了。没有人可以紧紧的抱我一下。没有一个肩膀可以让我靠一下。惟有抱着枕头躲在被窝里让悲伤泛滥。因为不哭出来会得内伤。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">我好想回家。我以为我可以忍住这个思乡之情。没想到才不到三个月的时间我就开始这么这么的想回家了。怎么办。我不想读书。不想考试。不想一个人生活。不想要哭的时候装着笑。不想谎言堆砌的环绕。几米的话真的说到心坎里。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><blockquote class="tr_bq"><b>病了,一个人扛;烦了,一个人藏;痛了,一个人挡;街上,一个人逛;路上,一个人想;晚上,一个人的床。慢慢的习惯了一个人的生活,变得沉默,变得冷落,没了想理,不想说,不想看。我不是高傲,也不是胡闹,只是厌倦了那些随时可能失去的依靠。--几米。</b></blockquote><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">放弃,好吗?一个人告诉我,当你想要放弃的那一瞬间,想想你一直坚持到今天的理由。听到这句话有种莫名的感动。是啊。再怎么难过,还是要过。既然怎么样都要继续的走下去,何不选择让自己好过一点的方式过。我们不能选择别人要怎么对待我们,我们不能选择生活要怎么欺压我们,但是我们可以选择怎么对自己好。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">勉励自己的一句话:</div><blockquote class="tr_bq"><b>Here in this power of Christ, I'll stand. --Chris Tomlin, <i>In Christ Alone.</i></b></blockquote>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-4242589035795462672011-10-22T12:31:00.001+08:002011-10-22T12:31:57.888+08:00I am who I am.<div style="text-align: center;"><img height="238" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/305861_2543349506886_1348177545_3008871_1947200671_n.jpg" width="400" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">小猪很天真很自然的豪不做作的做自己。海绵宝宝却有着好多的猜不透在它炯炯的眼神背后。生命中到底有几个小猪可以守候在身旁,值得你掏心掏肺也不怕被伤害。生活真的太现实了。每个人都带着海绵宝宝的顾虑,海绵宝宝虚伪可怕的笑容。狠狠的刺伤你再对你虚假的笑笑。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">小猪不是真的那么笨。小猪什么都知道。小猪只是不想把事情摊得那么白来讲。小猪真的受伤了。小猪的心真的好痛好痛。小猪的眼泪只能往肚子里吞。小猪不知道还有哪一个小猪是她可以相信的。小猪已近分不清真诚和虚假了。小猪也终于明白了真心换来绝情的痛是那么撕裂的疼。可以有谁来紧紧的抱一抱小猪吗?小猪真的怕她就要压抑不住了。小猪真的怕她随时就要崩溃了。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">不经意的抬起头仰望天空,想起我们一起看星星的那个夜晚。突然好想你。想你给予的那一种安心。我现在需要的就是那种安心,我不想每天提心吊胆的过日子。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">天气渐渐转凉了。冷风瑟瑟,细雨绵绵,那颗炙热的心也随着人生的无奈渐渐冷淡了。因为没人告诉她该怎么办。没人告诉她生活不是尽顺人意。没人告诉她成长要付出那么痛的代价。谁让生活就是那么现实呢?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">我还是原本的那个我。我还是那个一天至少要睡十小时的我。我还是那个到了最后一秒才知道有考试仍然悠悠读书的我。我还是那个到了最后一分钟才知道该交的功课还没做的我。我还是那个常常不去上课的我。我还是那个什么都搞不清楚状况的我。我还是那个爱吃的我。我还是那个爱看戏的我。我还是那个房间好乱的我。我还是那个爱听歌的我。我还是那个爱哭的我。我还是那个爱神的我。我还是那个爱想念家人朋友的我。我还是那个听着别人的纠结自己先伤心痛哭的我。我还是花好多时间上网的那个我。我还是那个需要用至少半小时冲凉的我。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">我还是那个我!但你还是那个你吗?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">留了半年多的头发。</div><div style="text-align: center;">继续的往地心吸力发展吧!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><blockquote style="text-align: center;"><b>一宿虽然有哭泣,早晨便必欢呼!<i>-诗篇30:5。</i></b></blockquote><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-56993781207796986492011-10-14T14:01:00.000+08:002011-10-14T14:01:54.344+08:00skyscraper<div style="text-align: justify;">Reality kicks in and says things otherwise. A lot of time. You see, sometime you think he/she is this person you come to really indulge, get along with. Because you could say it out loudly, patting on your flesh and heart that you deal things or treat this one being with whole lot of sincerity and honesty. But this saying goes, God doesn't give you the people you want, He gives you the people you need. To help you, to hurt you, to leave you, to love you and to make you the person you are meant to be. He/She hurts you, incorporating with betrayal, dishonesty. Such apparent dishonesty he/she thought you are dumb enough to not acknowledge it. You know. You don't want to point it out. For the good sake of this breakable knit. At least, you know you did your parts. You relentlessly work out the needs. Selflessly. Righteously. Sincerely. Honestly.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Life ain't easy. So much a pain you can't wander off. So much tough rocks lying on a smooth path and what you do is to take up these rocks before you can lead and step on a really smooth road. But rocks might hurt many a time. They really hurt. They hurt so much you say you don't want to continue picking up the rocks, you don't want to continue the path ahead, all you want is to turn back and hide in that cozy zone forever. That comfort zone with people who love you, support you, take care of you with a genuine sincerity, with an impeccable honesty. You miss these familiar people so much, you feel innocent so much and you start to walk on the road weeping like a mad as if the world has stopped rotating for you. But you soon figure out no, the world is not going to stop for you, just for you. Because everyone has their own life to lead, because everyone has their own problem to fret about. No one will always be reserved to listen to your tiny bits of unhappiness. You need to get rid of them by yourself. And from that, you start to grow. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Yes. You can go ahead to take everything I have. You can go ahead to break everything I am. Like I am made of glass. Like I am made of paper. You can go ahead tearing me down. But mind you, I will be rising from the ground. Like a skyscraper.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Like a skyscraper!</b></i></div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-8266968668587000022011-10-09T12:46:00.002+08:002011-10-09T12:49:13.232+08:00Hypocrisy is a big no no. You just did it.<div style="text-align: justify;">Other than that, all is well.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">People said, angry is taking others' fault to make ourselves suffer. True. Very true. But this thing called emotion says it otherwise. I really don't like you. Never had in my life I dislike a person so much. So much that I don't anymore want to consider you as a friend. Because you literally don't deserve the term. No point to talk on this unhappiness. But please behave for your own good sake, for any sake it would be.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;">已经进入十月的第八天了。在普渡大学的第一个学期也已过刚好一半了。时间,我就快跟不上你的脚步了。秋假的第一天哪儿都没去,待在家把房间从头到尾整理了一番。睡觉睡到自然醒,吃饭看戏,洗衣服,属于自己的私人时间空间,感觉好久好久没有这样了,感觉真的很好。</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;">开着Skype听着华宣的主日聚会。其实很想念。华宣十岁了。好想飞回家参加十周年的庆典活动。好想念大家同心合一的为着我们的家把每一个活动搞得轰动。好想念大家一起经历每一个大事小事为了把最好的献给神。每一次跟你们聊天都让我好欣慰。就像家人所给以的那一种安慰。每一句简单的话却是鼓励我继续往前走的肯定。</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;">在美国还是没改了爱看电影的爱好。一个星期内就看了两部电影。一部是Dolphin Tale,一部是Lion King。两部都是值得看看的作品。海豚的传说讲的是一只尾巴受了伤的海豚的故事。改编自真实故事,其实真的是一部很棒的电影。狮子王的故事是纯粹的拥有好多童年味道的一部巨作。即使是在动物的世界也是存在着正邪两方,也是存在着阿谀我咋。但是不管怎样,到了最后邪还是不能胜正的。好多感慨感动欣慰快乐深深的悸动留在心坎的最深处。</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;">前几个星期参加了类似这个地方文化节的活动。真是大开眼界。很好很难忘的经验。吃了好多好棒的食物。看到好多穿着奇异服装的人。看到好多人把动物的毛发穿在身上。感觉是那么的真实,却又显得有点飘缈。平时只能在电视上看到的人事物,现在就这么真实的摆在眼前</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">其实生活就是有起有落的时候。其实生活不会是一帆风顺。其实生活就是充满着许许多多意想不到的事情发生。因为人生本来就是辛苦的。因为苦难能帮助我们成长。在那天抽血的过程中悟出了这个道理。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">一直很害怕打针抽血。为了钱啊,就硬着头皮给针就这么的插进皮肤。原来也就只是那么一下子就过了。其实就只要跨过了那个根源的时间点,一切都会变好的。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">其实原理很简单。当问题来时,你就把你的背转向它,不要一昧的埋头在问题里,就这样头也不回的往另一个方向走。在难过的事情,就跟自己说Hakuna Matata。没有烦恼,自由自在的生活态度。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Hakuna Matata! 好好享受来临秋天的洗礼。因为秋天是一整年当中最后一个且最美丽的笑容。</div><blockquote>Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile<i>. -William Cullen Bryant.</i></blockquote>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-59845070372905246672011-09-24T13:25:00.001+08:002011-09-24T13:29:01.393+08:00信是未曾看见<div style="text-align: justify;">依然仰望十架。信是完全交托,深知主已掌权。=)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">时间飞逝!九月就这样悄悄的接近尾声了。浑浑噩噩的上了很多课,做了很多功课,考了很多试!读书为了考试,考试为了读书,这整个反反复复的循环真的是很烦啊!天资我没有,努力我有!来吧,谁怕谁?我没有在怕的!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">刚才参加了一个华文教会的聚会。深深的感动聚在心中久久不能散去。可能是因为华文所带来的亲切感。可能是太多的压力忧虑在一瞬间被卸下。但是很肯定的是,神就是那么一个行奇妙作为的全能者!圣灵轻轻的抚摸溶化我的心。热泪盈眶奔腾而下。就一首很简单却涵盖深层意义的“轻轻听”。主啊,感谢你。你提醒我继续维持着最初的热心奔驰在这条道路上。我有多久没有燃起心中那一份最初的热情,最初的爱心了呢?主啊,赞美你!你再次的跟我说,无论怎样,无论情况再怎么糟,我都要维持着我那独有的喜乐!是没有人可以把它抢走的!我每天都在跟别人说,不好的事情总有过去的一天,只要持守着喜乐,持守着信心,好的事情总会接踵而来。而我自己有这么做吗?主啊,感谢你透过今天的聚会再次的提醒我,靠着你,没有什么事是不能行的。我一直很喜欢腓立比书四章十三节这么说,我靠着那加给我力量的,凡是都能做。是啊,在神凡事都能!或风浪或低谷,主平安在我心!行在主的旨意,我凡事都能做!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">生活嘛,就是平静中带点风浪,风浪中带点平静。总需要互相调和,生活才美丽。在某一天的谈话中,老爸在电话的那一头语重心长苦口婆心的说,既然大家都一起来到这么远的地方读书了,就应该互相照应互相照顾。怎么他要跟别人闹不和呢?真是说得太好太感触人心了。你怎么就不会学一学怎么好好跟人相处呢?怎么就不会对待别人像别人怎么对待你哪般呵?老妈说世界上怎么怪人那么多?记得,如果只有一个人对你有偏见,那可能是那一个人自己有些问题。但是当不只一个人都对你有着同样的意见时,你真的该好好反思。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">其实,我好喜欢West Lafayette这个小镇。虽然它偏僻了一点。但是就是这种小镇给了我很多的亲切感。它让我很有置身在诗巫的感觉。那一天,走在路上,突然有个长辈走过来,派给我们一本圣经。这个小镇是一个蒙福的地方!有一天我在公园跑步,就让我看到了两个温馨的画面。这一边,一对年轻父母带着他们的小孩儿们在公园嬉戏。这个父亲将他的小女儿抛上空中,然后再将她紧紧安全的接回自己的怀中。这个妈妈则拿着相机在将家人的每一个细节捕捉下来永远的存档起来。另一边,一对年老的老夫妻悠闲的来到公园,轻轻的互相细谈,一边吃着带来的食物。生命是美好的,不要为了一点点的瑕疵,宁愿选择放大那一点的瑕疵,而放弃了一大片美丽的天空。<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">人生美好的事很多。如果真的不快乐吧,就还是要苦中作乐!因为没有人应该整天不快乐。因为每个人都有拥有快乐的自由,拥有快乐的资格。没有人该把你的笑容夺走!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img height="298" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/296259_10150317541234647_535464646_7945335_861278436_n.jpg" width="400" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">逛街购物是个不错的选择!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/318564_2423133061550_1348177545_2905146_623191401_n.jpg" width="238" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">童年味道的零食!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/316866_2452577037631_1348177545_2930075_1217516281_n.jpg" width="238" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/297709_2458040054203_1348177545_2933313_794706628_n.jpg" width="238" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">甜食真的大大提高开心指度!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">吃一顿大餐!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">就这样的拍照吧!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">就这样的诚恳自由自在的笑吧!因为笑容是很有感染力的。因为笑容可以拉近人与人之间的距离。因为笑容是苦毒最好的良药。因为笑对健康是有益的。因为笑,就这么笑吧!笑吧!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">不管天有多黑,星星还在夜里闪亮。</div><div style="text-align: center;">不管夜有多长,黎明早已在那头盼望。</div><div style="text-align: center;">不管山有多高,信心的歌把它踏在脚下。</div><div style="text-align: center;">不管路有多远,心中有<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">爱</span></b>仍然可以走到云端。</div></div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370163624315817700.post-73119128883526871372011-09-18T10:44:00.000+08:002011-09-18T10:44:20.759+08:00娱乐豆!<div style="text-align: justify;">我又生病了。到美国刚好一个月。其间竟然小感冒了两次。只能说我老了。免疫系统变得好弱。朋友说,在家里被照顾得太好了吧,即使真的病了,身边总是有一群的天使环绕照顾着我。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">一连打了好多个喷嚏,是不是你在想我了呢?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">其实,这里啊,除了那阴晴不定的天气和一些惹人反感的人事物之外,一切还是很好的。学长学姐们对我们真的很好,很好!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">他们从来都不会摆出任何架子,他们总是那么和蔼可亲的跟我们打成一片,他们总是给我们很多有用的忠告,有好吃的一起吃,有好玩的一起玩,有好笑的一起笑!谢谢你们!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">生命的小组,教堂的聚会,弟兄姐妹的爱,神的恩典,让位在这个陌生的领土不再陌生,让我在这一个小镇找到了归属感。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">神的爱是信实的。听着一个个那么真实,那么感人的见证,都是神你何等奇妙的作为!是你在你的子民生命中所缔造的爱。主啊,为着这个蒙福的城镇赞美你!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">她是马来西亚人。一个跟我同名的学姐。</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">月圆人团圆的中秋节,我们也过得很好。有很圆的月亮,有好吃的食物,有很美味的月饼,有很怀念很传统的灯笼。<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">只是在听着月亮圆,听着听着,突然悲从中来,情不自禁不小心哭了一下。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">只是有时候,想念真的是会呼吸的痛。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">这些日子,我们悟出了一些道理。原来只有诗巫来的人才会那么的恋家,真诚,天真,简单,快乐。请好好的对待珍惜这一帮可爱单纯的人儿吧!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img height="265" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/294155_280047742006447_100000036714042_1228716_1576285608_n.jpg" width="400" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">我很骄傲,我是一个诗巫人!在各个不同地方的你们,好好的照顾自己!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">很多人说我肥了!只能说美国把我喂得太好了!</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">我真的不是一个介意这个课题的人。但是,为了健康着想。我会努力运动的!为了让妈咪放心,从明天开始我会努力喝麦片的!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">其实生活真是充满了烦恼,为着考试烦恼!为着功课烦恼!为着私事烦恼!为着公事烦恼!所以才有一首歌叫作,最近比较烦!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img height="266" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/183988_10150101644088396_573198395_6182569_7634227_n.jpg" width="400" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">一直很喜欢这张照片!其实有时候,会有那么一瞬间,我好想回<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;">到</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 12px;">曾经那懵懵懂懂无忧无虑开心快乐的童年时光!小孩子总是那么单纯,不会有任何奸诈的心计,不会想着怎么样隐藏自己的想法。小孩子总是那么率直,知道就说知道,不知道就说不知道!</span></div><br />
人啊,真的不要做得如此虚伪!!<br />
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最后,迟来的祝福!马来西亚,831国庆日快乐!916马来西亚日快乐!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">我爱我的祖国!!</div></div>Amy Cullenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07639579918638365157noreply@blogger.com0