Saturday, July 9, 2011

国家事不能不理,因为没有国就没有家。
这道理听起来好像很通俗,其实懂的人寥寥无几。
而当中最不了解这道理的,
就是那些整天臭骂马来人,歧视马来人,却忘了自己连净选盟是什么都不懂的华人。
其实不是很想在部落格谈世事,原因是每当自己在这里写时,
就会更深刻的感觉自己的无能和无助。
看着大马五十万人不畏暴政,却不忘保持自律,
即使面对他们那种暴力的对待,也还是不打闹,让场面得以控制,
不由得深刻感受到这场聚会是真的胜利了。
可是令人不得不忧心的是,我国还是充满了那种连净选盟是什么都不懂的国民,
还是有很多只懂得吸取单方面资讯的人民,一昧的相信着那被垄断了的单一媒体所播放的错误讯息,而不去真正的探讨事情的真相的人。是教育出了问题。。

我们的教育制度,习惯了填鸭式的方法。老师说的就算,老师错了,也是对的,因为他是老师。
这造成了人民习惯了很单方面的吸取知识。这相比起外国的教育方针,注重学生自个儿的探讨知识,实在是有过之而不及。

另一方面,我国也有很多“高谈阔论”的“志士”。怎么说呢?
这些“志士”们,将在当一群朋友谈起政治时现身。这时他们会化身为政治的知识达人,他们分析的能力过人,口头禅是:“那些马来人。。”。。“政府是这样的啦。。”。。"哎呀,他们很贪污的。。”。。
他们的“词汇”一流,因为懂得用一些通俗的词语如贪污,不过他们的知识有限公司,再进一步的探讨事情由来和当中的真相时,就会原形毕露。他们挽回面子的借口最高明,那就是:“我对政治没兴趣的啦”。

不过这次的聚会,证明了我国还是有很多很多会去付诸于行动的人民,而更欣慰的是,三大种族都聚在了一起。大家都有一个共同的目标,就是要一个干净廉正的选举,争取我们自身的权益与自由。一王当权的时代已经过去了,现在是一个民主的时代,而民主的基础,不就是拥有公平投票的权利吗?而历史也验证了,自由,是要争取的,是要付出代价,要流血流泪的。

也是很惭愧自己没法现身在场。。

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Graphs

Life is but a bunch of graphs. From the smallest force you exerted on something,
till the fate of the universe.
You control every variables you can, hoping that everything turns out as you expected.
You manipulate one of the variables, and the world will respond you with a responding variable.
After experiencing stuffs, you construct a table, plot a graph, take a good look at it.
And found that stuffs doesn't really work out the way you want.
But still you keep experimenting.......





Friends are like an exponential graph.=).You got a bunch of friends initially.
As time pass by....it decreases slowly,slowly and slowly.....
but the good thing is, it never goes to zero.It approaches, but never will.






Now here comes the constant graph...for family!as the number of your family members remain relatively constant throughout the time. and they don't really leave you most of the time.
Just hoping that they stay by me all the time.



Monday, April 11, 2011

意气风发!

看着朋友们在外国的照片,心里有说不完的憧憬。
距离梦想的日子,既遥远却又接近。
教室里那忙碌的节奏,
单调的语调,
那晕头转向的日子,
那睡不够的日子。
随着时间,开始接近尾声了。
取而代之的是各自为政的沉默。
可以很忙碌,
也可以很轻松。
可以很压力,
也可以很放纵。
反正不管你用什么态度去面对这一切,
这一切将会结束。
不管你愿不愿意,
一切都会接近尾声。
曲终人散,
留下的,
是谁呢?没有人。
大家都只是各自生命里的过客。
要说留下的,就只有永不褪色的
回忆先生。
但是有谁会珍惜这些回忆呢?

我不懂。。
刚来这里时,我真的很讨厌这里的生活。
这里真的没有大学生应有的生活。
而周围的人,根本就没有一个称得上是朋友。
我很寂寞。。那时真的很寂寞。。
总觉得世界都在跨了下来。。
笑话没人明白。
想法没人明白。
还总是被一些讨人厌的家伙搞砸心情。

好在,还是遇到了,同调的朋友。
至少这里有霸道的仁汉,
有好玩(这里的好玩,意指娱乐价值很高,像玩具般好玩。)的david,
有骄傲的vincent,
有烦人的力豪,
有沉默但是有男朋友的慧佳,
有好玩的彦,
有壮的soo,
有基的khang sheng,
有打dota的鸿健,
还有,有代沟的yiao...

谁说我撑不下来
我还是撑下来了
而且,还获得了更多。

庆幸,我来到了这里。
否则我也不会遇见你们了。
时间慢慢流逝。。
得到的,却也不少。=)

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

numb

tired....
and numb....
i guess all those works are bugging me too much.

sometimes.
being mean is the best thing for the others.
even it sounds strange.

Friday, February 4, 2011

bread.

It feels so good...
my hand kneading the dough...
the flour and the water..
how amazing, and yet how accurate one should be..
with the correct proportions of ingredients, you could make something incredible.
yet with a slight mistake of the ingredients,
things would started to collapse..

i never felt myself so full, so filled with energy, when i started to knead a dough.
i suddenly realized that that's what passion are for.
to fill u with unlimited energy.with infinity energy.
so that i would never feel tired of doing it.
so that i would hop on and started my work as soon as an order come.
i love baking.
i love bread.
that's what i really realized today.
that it is my dream.
i loved it...till the end of my life.
laugh all you can.
cause it is something u'll never understand.
make fun of me,
mock me.
next time, i wun give a shit to it.
cuz u'll never understand.
you tot of money,
tot of career
i thought of what would make me keep on going for my life.
you got your well taken-cared life
i got my screwed up life to mend.
stop commenting my life,
cuz ur's isn't much better
owning a car,
doesn't gives you the power to continue living.
who lived the longest,
who managed to hold and laugh till the last,
is always the true winner.
screw u,not me

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Love

I grasp u hard..
Not letting you go.
Wish you could read my mind right now.
and feel my heartbeat
maybe you won't know how i felt...
I wish you feel how i felt.
Hold me tight.
it's not like i could see you every night..

What is past is past.
Memories are meant to be cherished
i felt guilty
It's not an easy choice.
but it's worst if i hadn't made this choice.

Walk forward...
there's not much left in the past
living in the past kills
there are much awaiting me in front
why still clinging on something that is so vague and illusive?

yeah,past is awesome.
but hey,the future shines too.
and somehow...it shines better than the past.
what is shining in the past,started to dim..
and there's no point looking back.
Past are memories.
cherish it,that's all.nothing more should be done.