唱一首简单的歌我本是条小溪，没有江河的气势，没有大海的深沉，我甘愿做条小溪，自由自在地在山野树林间跑着，跳着。想哭就哭想笑就笑，想清澈就清澈想混浊就混浊，想泛滥就泛滥想干涸就干涸，上天入地想去哪儿就去哪儿！

还有一个多月就毕业，论文正紧急拼凑中，大家也从四面八方归来，今天为一个同学做解除处分的测评，见到久违了的大家，感觉很亲切。到这个时候，所有人都想待在学校过完这最后得校园时光吧，就算最能装蒜充傻的家伙在心底里也有几分舍不得吧。现在想想为什么都说这四年是人生最快乐的时光原因也明白了吧，今天一个家伙说他不管在这里发生了什么痛苦的事情他都很怀念这里（失恋了其实），恩我有同感，想徐老师，余老师，李老师，张老师，刘老师，jenny，iaan……后悔怎么没多听听你们讲课。虽然校园景色惨不忍睹，现在却怎么看怎么美，虽然食堂的饭&^%$#,现在饿了就想去食堂，还有门口的地摊烤串，在北京找工作的时候每天就想怎么没有食堂阿

但愿能早点跟大家出去唱歌……

小鸥的blog终于更新了，她肯定不知道我还一直在关注吧。

我刚交男朋友那时你说我重色轻友，可是我没有，现在也只是觉得自己很狼狈，不想面对曾经一起出发的朋友。我的脾气就是很不好，性格也很古怪，却被大学的朋友评价是温柔平和的好人。我想我学会隐藏自己，即使再次面对你你也会说我变了吧?以前做过一个据说特别牛叉特灵异特准的测试，就是每个颜色对应一个人，要在第一时间不加思考的只凭直觉的回答，看到白色时第一个想起你（现在想想可能是因为你穿白色衣服让我觉得很好看），结果答案是跟自己有着双胞胎灵魂的人，那时我觉得真准阿（当然还有红色也很准是我喜欢的那个男的）。可是你未必这样觉得吧呵呵……。如今又到人生岔路口，又要选择，看到你写的那篇又有这样的感觉，我想说的话都让你说了恩，你是学文学的，理应比我擅长文字。

不说了，再说下去会很酸。

最近悟出一个道理来，真正痛苦的人是不会整天吵吵嚷嚷把自己的痛苦到处说的，当然可能会对一两个知心的亲朋吐吐苦水。如果你哪天碰到一整天嚷嚷我痛苦啊我郁闷阿怎么办啊……尤其脸上还作出象征自己痛苦的狰狞状却很不小心的夹杂着幸福的奸笑，千万别同情更不能怜爱。我就觉得这种人是吃饱了撑得没事干找抽

本来不该这样发牢骚的，可最近憋得太久，不吐不快。幸福的时候就该好好珍惜，就算了太满了眼看着就要淌出来那就拿来太阳底下晒晒，千万别矫情吧唧的假吐口水。我算不上什么大彻大悟的识时务的善人，但总觉得低调的做人没什么不好，虽然现在处处提倡高调。

没觉得自己有多不幸，虽然丢了钱包和心爱的手机（想到就好心疼）

You were my little baby girl

And I knew all your fears

Such joy to hold you in my arms

And kiss away your tears

But now you're gone

There's only pain and nothing I can do

And I don't want to live this life

If I can't live for you
从今天起我改名为Nancy

感冒，低落的情绪，漫天的沙尘，昏暗的天空……

很想唱歌，想很多人

前面一节是Sid唱的吧？不管了，总之得给让我持续亢奋的Sid一个地儿

My Way

And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
You cunt, i´m not a queer
I´ll state my case, of which i´m certain
I´ve lived a life that´s full
And each and every highway
And yet, much more than this
I did it my way

And yes, i´ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
But dig, what I have to fo
I´ll see it through with no devotion
Of that, take care and just
Be careful along the highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

There were times, i´m sure you knew
When there was nothing fucking else to do
But through it all, when there was doubt
I shot it up or kicked it out
I fought the just as before
And did it my way

Knocked out in bed last night
I´ve had my fill, my share of looting
And now, the tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think, I killed a cat
And may I say, oh no, not their way
But no, no, not me
I did it my way

For what is a brat, what has he got
When he finds out that he cannot
Say the things he truly thinks
But only the words, not what he feels
The record shows, i´ve got no clothes
And did it my way