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Monday, June 13, 2011
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Dark
Huh? there'll only be some suicide translation, because I made this in the religion exam, the very FINAL final exam... tomorrow we'll come to school and my class will have some kind of... how do you say it? thanksgiving? whatever.
so, i did this in the religion exam, on a tissue (chicken not joking) and...
in mandarin. so a pic of the original script which i will have to file very carefully...
btw it's the 2nd time i wrote on a tissue, and the first time i did it on the tissue with mand.
btw that's a real chicken dancing there.
so? now... suicide translation.
(i'm only doing this because the holiday is coming, and letting the chickens dance while i was writing is definitely better than handing my literature works to my english teacher.)
(besides, i'm afraid that i'll write 'i hate ***' a lot of times, too, and i gave my diary a weird greeting, so it won't be nice if i got interrogated in my first day...)
(...)
(God, please, don't let the english lesson be the first lesson in Monday morning like the way it is now. i don't wanna get into any trouble. amen)
title: Dark
The wind blew in
Bringing away the birds
The sky darkened
The clouds covered the sun
The birds flew away
Afraid that they'll be swallowed by the dark
The sky darkened
Waiting for wind to blow away the dark clouds
The sky has darkened
The rain hasn't fell
The sun hid from humans
Humans hid from darkness
(if you notice three dots there...)
•••
I waited in the house
There's nobody outside
but you haven't come back
You let me wait alone
everyone is afraid of dark
Nobody likes the dark
But in this dark everyone hate
You're out in the wild
The dark has turned darker
I don't know when the light will come back
waited for you, but you don't come back
letting me wait alone
letting me fall into despair
•••
the wind blew
bringing away the birds
the sun will come soon
the sky will be bright soon
the birds flew in
the world isn't dark anymore
everything srated to came back to live
but you haven't came back yet
you said you'll be home
you said you'll come
but i waited alone for so long
you haven't came back
why?
i don't want to be alone
in this dark world
i'm afraid of dark
everyone is afraid of dark
come back soon
i'm waiting for you to come back
but you don't come back
i still want to wait for you
don't leave me alone
don't let me wait for you
the sky will be dark once again
be back soon
Friday, June 03, 2011
Lacrimosa (1)
I was sitting on a green park bench when a bird landed next to me. It looked at me for a while, then it flew away.
The street in front of me was empty as the sun sets. The street lamps which were lined up behind me turned on automatically, reflecting my shadow to the pavement. There was nothing but trees and street lamps on the other side, and there was nothing behind me, either.
Suddenly I could hear something like an engine. I turned to the sound source and saw a black Bugatti Veyron heading towards me. I stood up and touched my hair as it stopped in front of me.
The door flew open and a man walked out. He had blonde hair and was wearing a black suit. He was handsome in a dark way. He pulled down his black jacket he was wearing to tidy it up.
"Come, my lady..." he said. "Your wish is my command..."
I smiled as I walked to him and got in.. He opened the door on the other side and sat down next to me.
•••
He drove me to a dark street of the town. He stopped in front of a black door and turned off the headlights. He then opened the door and walked out of the car. He walked to my door and opened it, then he smiled and gave out his hand. I took his hand and got out of the car. He held my hand tight as we walked to the door.
"Come," I said as I pulled him and walked to the door. He followed me and looked at the door.
I opened the door and saw an old man with white hair. He had a bowl of chips in his lap and a brown pipe in his mouth.
"Father," I said. "This is Albert."
The man looked at me for a while, then he turned to the man standing next to me.
"You..." he said. "What's your name again..."
"Albert, sir," he said. "Albert Pruss..."
He stood up and rubbed his eyes as he faintly walked to him. He then stopped and looked at him from head to toe.
"Hm..." he said. "You've finally brought home someone decent..."
I smiled and looked at him. My father has been rejecting every man I brought home.
"But..."
I froze. he looked at him for a while, then he rubbed his head.
"What's your name again?"
"Albert Pruss, sir."
He looked at me for a while, then he looked back at Albert.
"Did we ever meet somewhere?"
"No, sir."
He looked at him again for a while, then he sighed and looked away.
"No, I know you."
He looked at me sadly, then he gave us a sign to go away.. I sighed and took his hand, then we left.
•••
"I'm sorry..."
"No, that's alright," he said. "Don't mind about it..."
I looked at him, but then he was smiling. He took my hand firmly and leaned down to me.
"I know," he said. "Let's go somewhere interesting."
The street in front of me was empty as the sun sets. The street lamps which were lined up behind me turned on automatically, reflecting my shadow to the pavement. There was nothing but trees and street lamps on the other side, and there was nothing behind me, either.
Suddenly I could hear something like an engine. I turned to the sound source and saw a black Bugatti Veyron heading towards me. I stood up and touched my hair as it stopped in front of me.
The door flew open and a man walked out. He had blonde hair and was wearing a black suit. He was handsome in a dark way. He pulled down his black jacket he was wearing to tidy it up.
"Come, my lady..." he said. "Your wish is my command..."
I smiled as I walked to him and got in.. He opened the door on the other side and sat down next to me.
•••
He drove me to a dark street of the town. He stopped in front of a black door and turned off the headlights. He then opened the door and walked out of the car. He walked to my door and opened it, then he smiled and gave out his hand. I took his hand and got out of the car. He held my hand tight as we walked to the door.
"Come," I said as I pulled him and walked to the door. He followed me and looked at the door.
I opened the door and saw an old man with white hair. He had a bowl of chips in his lap and a brown pipe in his mouth.
"Father," I said. "This is Albert."
The man looked at me for a while, then he turned to the man standing next to me.
"You..." he said. "What's your name again..."
"Albert, sir," he said. "Albert Pruss..."
He stood up and rubbed his eyes as he faintly walked to him. He then stopped and looked at him from head to toe.
"Hm..." he said. "You've finally brought home someone decent..."
I smiled and looked at him. My father has been rejecting every man I brought home.
"But..."
I froze. he looked at him for a while, then he rubbed his head.
"What's your name again?"
"Albert Pruss, sir."
He looked at me for a while, then he looked back at Albert.
"Did we ever meet somewhere?"
"No, sir."
He looked at him again for a while, then he sighed and looked away.
"No, I know you."
He looked at me sadly, then he gave us a sign to go away.. I sighed and took his hand, then we left.
•••
"I'm sorry..."
"No, that's alright," he said. "Don't mind about it..."
I looked at him, but then he was smiling. He took my hand firmly and leaned down to me.
"I know," he said. "Let's go somewhere interesting."
Wednesday, June 01, 2011
...
Happy chicken is happy!!!!!!
It's in the middle of final exam now, so chicken practically slacked off from study... But whatever. It's holiday tomorrow right?
Btw i've had evil plans for vacation...
Although english teacher gave a holiday hw which is keep a diary...
That's really difficult compared to the other year's hw!!!!
Well, not very difficult for chicken, but still, chicken keeps two diaries, one's the log and the other's literature log.
Chicken's sure teacher wants the normal log. But...
I keep... I think there should be at least 10...
Oh damn i'm not counting. Ok, chicken keeps 10 poems in it, a few letters, plots...
(one of them's the one for fma)
And in vacation, because chicken already has evil plans, i'm afraid i'll write a super plot!!!
And a heck lot of poems, too.
And what's the hw for the other year? English teacher stuck a comic on the announcement boards, and at the end, the order is "read novel/s, comics not counted, and write a review. 200 words."
My grade crowded the comic in the morning.
"Wahahahahaha" (not me, classmates)
And heck, they can do that in a day, while we do ours in 2 weeks...
And when i submit my hw, that means i also have poems and a plot to submit!!!
(i've agreed to keep the title and plot and genre and style and whatever whatever secret)
(and submitting the hw means busting the whole thingggggggg)
Not difficult, but dilematic.
"the invite2 for this case is basic invite2 year 45 chapter 28..."
(on monday, it's a civics exam. Poor me.)
btw chicken gonna make something interesting...
It's called lacrimosa...
Old latin. Ask google.
But it's gonna be short, because i do the story in geography lesson....
Don't worry i'm a good kid so i don't do it in any english lessons.
But i do it in the boring geography lesson. So am i a good kid?
Whatever. I'm going awayyyyyy fo vacatioooonnnn.
Yeah! To dream island!!!
Good lick for english hw. See you after final exam.
Happy chicken is happy!!!!!!!!
It's in the middle of final exam now, so chicken practically slacked off from study... But whatever. It's holiday tomorrow right?
Btw i've had evil plans for vacation...
Although english teacher gave a holiday hw which is keep a diary...
That's really difficult compared to the other year's hw!!!!
Well, not very difficult for chicken, but still, chicken keeps two diaries, one's the log and the other's literature log.
Chicken's sure teacher wants the normal log. But...
I keep... I think there should be at least 10...
Oh damn i'm not counting. Ok, chicken keeps 10 poems in it, a few letters, plots...
(one of them's the one for fma)
And in vacation, because chicken already has evil plans, i'm afraid i'll write a super plot!!!
And a heck lot of poems, too.
And what's the hw for the other year? English teacher stuck a comic on the announcement boards, and at the end, the order is "read novel/s, comics not counted, and write a review. 200 words."
My grade crowded the comic in the morning.
"Wahahahahaha" (not me, classmates)
And heck, they can do that in a day, while we do ours in 2 weeks...
And when i submit my hw, that means i also have poems and a plot to submit!!!
(i've agreed to keep the title and plot and genre and style and whatever whatever secret)
(and submitting the hw means busting the whole thingggggggg)
Not difficult, but dilematic.
"the invite2 for this case is basic invite2 year 45 chapter 28..."
(on monday, it's a civics exam. Poor me.)
btw chicken gonna make something interesting...
It's called lacrimosa...
Old latin. Ask google.
But it's gonna be short, because i do the story in geography lesson....
Don't worry i'm a good kid so i don't do it in any english lessons.
But i do it in the boring geography lesson. So am i a good kid?
Whatever. I'm going awayyyyyy fo vacatioooonnnn.
Yeah! To dream island!!!
Good lick for english hw. See you after final exam.
Happy chicken is happy!!!!!!!!
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