Xx...喜欢的歌声...xX

我听着陈伟联的歌声，

我有些安慰。

他的一切，

让我钦佩。

我喜欢听他的声音，

让自己感受，

什么叫坚强。

因为，他的存在，

他的歌声，

让我明白，

我们，

生活在困苦的地方。

每一天，

面对，

不同的问题。

然而，

他面对的，

就是眼疾。

他依然坚强。

真的。

他很坚强。

终于，

到最后，

他成功了。

因为，

他参加了绝对superstar

让我明白。

他的坚强，

让他走到最后。

喜欢，

不仅是喜欢，

崇拜，

他乐观的一切。

谢谢你。

有你的歌声，

我明白，

我应该留下，

面对挑战。

我会更加努力~

Xx...i've injured..xX

it's not a big deal indeed.

the scar is nt tat serious as u guys thought

(though i've no idea wat u've thought bout)

the scar was bleeding when the pipette accidentally broke n "jabbed" me.

quite severe one,

i mean, if i compare the injuries tat i hv b4.

i was almost became unconscious when the lab assistant helped me to clean the scar.

finally pn chan was at my side n comfort me.

touched.

really felt tat she treated us like her own children.

she is totally like a mother.

(it's nt like, she is also mother of her son XD)

ok....

u might b curious, y i've broken the pipette...

dun fall asleep as dis is a long story indeed.

come, let's start the story now...

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it's sunny day today,

especially when i entered C1(chemistry lab 1).

the sun seems tat is quite happy without any reason today.

mayb he'd known tat i love rain much, so, he tried to steal my rain away fr me...

how dare him~!!!

den,i was quite nervous.

somehow, the climate n the surrounding temperature caused me like dis.

especially those "important day"

like experiment, speaking, presentation....

i'm kinda timid when i m going to face these events.

i'm wondering y,

but, sori to say...

i've no idea at all==

ok, come back to the topic today.

after i entered C1...teong geng n me, started the experiment.

we hv to prepare the KA1, KA2 m KA3...

so...i'm in charged to pipette the KA3 into the conical flask.

the tragedy happened while i was doing the pipette stuff.

when i was deciding to push the pipette n the pipette filer...

"plak.."now, wat i could c is my blood n the broken pipette.

pain.

no choice, i've to inform the lab assistant.

i juz try to ignore my scar.

this is me.always let myself hurt but pretend tat nth happen.

i thought it will b alrite immediately...

it's seemed tat, my assumption was wrong.

it did stop bleeding but it still bleeding...

hence, i couldn't hide the hand anymore...

the lab assistant asked me to wound my scar.

i've no choice but juz followed him silently.

after wounding the scar...

i was almost fainted.

i didn;t inform my teacher at all.

aizs.i dun like to trouble others...

but always will indirectly trouble them.

fine.

it's ok wif me.

at last, pn chan knew it...

she juz came to my side n comfort me n let me have some rest.

she percept tat i'm fear toward blood.

might b...

^^if nt i wouldn't fear when i was staring to my mum's blood pack

(when she was in ward on march)

after some rest, i forced myself to continue the experiment.

there was no reason to let me either rest at there or doing nth.

i continue help teong geng,

but, i almost fainted.

juz in case...if i fainted again...

i would b another problem for them again.

i've finished my experiment at last,

n without hesitation,

i've recorded the volume.

^^ok, everything was smooth n well flown.

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this was the process.

after tat,

i didn;t finish my reading program, as i was accompanying adrian n jin shin for their graduation day performance melody line.

duno y,

i might b the roots of the problem.

i love to seek for problem to do is it?

mayb.

it was so irritated as i was trying to compose melody for the violin during the holistic afternoon.

it caused me to go back home late,

without regret.

i've found sth in this process.

the feeling which so called as love.

love toward music.

indeed.

i love to compose.

but i couldn't compose a nice one.

it made me mad whenever i m trying to do my things better.

eeew....

i'm trying my best to create sth nice.

i will, n i believe.

this day will come.

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my parents were worried bout the scar tat i've now.

it's a over worried for me.

indeed.

they need nt to worry much.

as their daughter dun really nid much of care.

their daughter has adapted to the environment.

the one who bullied her much n tortured her much in this year.

she hs nth to say, but juz try her best to continue her journey.

it's a easy understand passage if compared to others.

mine seems tat is quite childish.

but, who cares.

as long as i like it...

is it?do i like dis type of writing?

no, i dun like.i would prefer a better one.