No Destination

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一打开blogbus主页第一段话如下：“从“很好很强大”到“很黄很暴力”，从“Orz”到“囧rz”，再从“天雷教”到“打酱油”，你是否几乎每天都会遇上一些“寒”到你的事儿呢？是否经常与槑人们围坐一圈，互相囧些靐事呢？把你所知道的囧事抖擞出来，让大家一起从“槑”到“靐”吧！征集时间：即日起至9月10日，写此主题文章时加上Tag槑人靐事即可。”

It is greatly tragic of what is remaining in my interpretation of Chinese. Here seems to have no idea at all about what is still pressing me from my native language. When time flows over my eyes, I set up myself margin between the heritage and me, unintentioanlly. There are no exact words, no exact expressions of Chinese to construct a exact sentense collecting every piece of thinking out there. In the mean time, I cannot even remember lyrics of a new released Chinese song. I feel lost, because there should never be depreciation for the time value of language. My presentation of natural language has been down to the bottom of abysm, turning back is no longer in the progress of relevant consideration on purpose.

Same here. Look at those English sentenses. Simple sentenses. Failure of logical paths...? What am I saying now...It's not making any sense. I wish I could tell stories in no matter what language will be, of course be logical and demonstrative.

I'm not looking forward to going back to China at the end of this year because I have been under a non-negotiable situation messing up the rest of my 2008.

By the way, 'Hostel', in my understanding, is not bloody gross. What is really compromising is that the story happened in Slovenia... 

Someone, talk to me?