I always declare that "I never play game", but actually, it's just "I don't play large, popular games" likeSC, CS, WAR3 or Everquest, StoneAge, WOW. To be honest, I spend a considerable fraction of my spare time playing obsolate but interesting games since twelve.
I found the full version of Warcraft I: Orcs and Humans and Warcraft II: Tides of Darkness in April, developed by Blizzard in 1994 and 1995 respectively. Since then, I've spent, honestly, a little too much energy as well as time on it.
I've never fulfilled my ambition of reading 10 (or 8) hours a day since I installed them into my computer, because I cannot help playing them for more than an hour every night. What's worse, I began to dream of the scenes of them, and thinking of the tactics to be used in the battles tomorrow after going to bed, and it's not comfortable, to be honest.
Fortunately, it seems that I'm still making an effort to keep up with my plan, and I'm still reading all the books I planned to read. However, I don't think I'm as efficient as before, because I found myself sleepy in the air-conditioned room of the library, and spend the majority of the waking time reading novels like Robin Hood! It's definitely dangerous.
Now, I'm thinking of cutting off some time from it, and I believe I can do it!
2007年6月8日星期五
2007年6月7日星期四
2007年6月6日星期三
Attack, Attack, and Attack!
Two years ago, it was me who was about to fight "the fatalistic war". I kind of lost the war, I reckon, but the war, and my passion, my will and my aggresiveness in it, was still one of my most precious memories ever.
Two years passed, and that war became somewhat distant. But I will still be here, to bless all those that will participate the war tomorrow, in hope that they will fight with equal passion, will and aggresiveness, but far better luck.
Among them is H. Liu, a young, gifted lass full of enthusiasm and inspiration, just like Hermione Granger.
Two years passed, and that war became somewhat distant. But I will still be here, to bless all those that will participate the war tomorrow, in hope that they will fight with equal passion, will and aggresiveness, but far better luck.
Among them is H. Liu, a young, gifted lass full of enthusiasm and inspiration, just like Hermione Granger.
2007年6月5日星期二
Legendary Quarrelling
When Harry pushed open the tapestry to take their usual shortcut up to Gryffindor Tower, however, they found themselves looking at Dean and Ginny, who were locked in a close embrace and kissing fiercely as though glued together.
It was as though something large and scaly erupted into life in Harry's stomach, clawing at his insides: Hot blood seemed to flood his brain, so that all thought was extinguished, replaced by a savage urge to jinx Dean into a jelly. Wrestling with this sudden madness, he heard Ron's
voice as though from a great distance away.
"Oi!"
Dean and Ginny broke apart and looked around. "What?" said Ginny.
"I don't want to find my own sister snogging people in public!"
"This was a deserted corridor till you came butting in!" said Ginny.
Dean was looking embarrassed. He gave Harry a shifty grin that Harry did not return, as the newborn monster inside him was roaring for Dean's instant dismissal from the team.
"Er... c'mon, Ginny," said Dean, "let's go back to the common room……"
"You go!" said Ginny. "I want a word with my dear brother!" Dean left, looking as though he was not sorry to depart the scene.
"Right," said Ginny, tossing her long red hair out of her face and glaring at Ron， "let's get this straight once and for all. It is none of your business who I go out with or what I do with them, Ron--"
"Yeah, it is! " said Ron, just as angrily. "D' you think I want people saying my sister's a --"
"A what?" shouted Ginny, drawing her wand. "A WHAT, exactly?"
"He doesn't mean anything, Ginny--" said Harry automatically, though the monster was roaring its approval of Ron's words.
"Oh yes he does!" she said, flaring up at Harry. "Just because he's never snogged anyone in his life, just because the best kiss he's ever had is from our Auntie Muriel--"
"Shut your mouth!" bellowed Ron, bypassing red and turning maroon.
"No, I will not!" yelled Ginny, beside herself. "I've seen you with Phlegm, hoping she'll kiss you on the cheek every time you see her, it's pathetic! If you went out and got a bit of snogging done yourself, you wouldn't mind so much that everyone else does it!"
Ron had pulled out his wand too; Harry stepped swiftly between them.
"You don't know what you're talking about!" Ron roared, trying to get a clear shot at Ginny around Harry, who was now standing in front of her with his arms outstretched. "Just because I don't do it in public--"
Ginny screamed with derisive laughter, trying to push Harry out of the way.
"Been kissing Pigwidgeon, have you? Or have you got a picture of Auntie Muriel stashed under your pillow?"
"You--"
A streak of orange light flew under Harrys left arm and missed Ginny by inches; Harry pushed Ron up against the wall.
"Don't be stupid--"
"Harry's snogged Cho Chang!" shouted Ginny, who sounded close to
tears now. "And Hermione snogged Viktor Krum, it's only you who acts
like it's something disgusting, Ron, and that's because you've got about as much experience as a twelve-year-old!"
And with that, she stormed away. Harry quickly let go of Ron; the look on his face was murderous. They both stood there, breathing heavily，until Mrs. Norris, Flich's cat, appeared around the corner， which broke the tension.
It was as though something large and scaly erupted into life in Harry's stomach, clawing at his insides: Hot blood seemed to flood his brain, so that all thought was extinguished, replaced by a savage urge to jinx Dean into a jelly. Wrestling with this sudden madness, he heard Ron's
voice as though from a great distance away.
"Oi!"
Dean and Ginny broke apart and looked around. "What?" said Ginny.
"I don't want to find my own sister snogging people in public!"
"This was a deserted corridor till you came butting in!" said Ginny.
Dean was looking embarrassed. He gave Harry a shifty grin that Harry did not return, as the newborn monster inside him was roaring for Dean's instant dismissal from the team.
"Er... c'mon, Ginny," said Dean, "let's go back to the common room……"
"You go!" said Ginny. "I want a word with my dear brother!" Dean left, looking as though he was not sorry to depart the scene.
"Right," said Ginny, tossing her long red hair out of her face and glaring at Ron， "let's get this straight once and for all. It is none of your business who I go out with or what I do with them, Ron--"
"Yeah, it is! " said Ron, just as angrily. "D' you think I want people saying my sister's a --"
"A what?" shouted Ginny, drawing her wand. "A WHAT, exactly?"
"He doesn't mean anything, Ginny--" said Harry automatically, though the monster was roaring its approval of Ron's words.
"Oh yes he does!" she said, flaring up at Harry. "Just because he's never snogged anyone in his life, just because the best kiss he's ever had is from our Auntie Muriel--"
"Shut your mouth!" bellowed Ron, bypassing red and turning maroon.
"No, I will not!" yelled Ginny, beside herself. "I've seen you with Phlegm, hoping she'll kiss you on the cheek every time you see her, it's pathetic! If you went out and got a bit of snogging done yourself, you wouldn't mind so much that everyone else does it!"
Ron had pulled out his wand too; Harry stepped swiftly between them.
"You don't know what you're talking about!" Ron roared, trying to get a clear shot at Ginny around Harry, who was now standing in front of her with his arms outstretched. "Just because I don't do it in public--"
Ginny screamed with derisive laughter, trying to push Harry out of the way.
"Been kissing Pigwidgeon, have you? Or have you got a picture of Auntie Muriel stashed under your pillow?"
"You--"
A streak of orange light flew under Harrys left arm and missed Ginny by inches; Harry pushed Ron up against the wall.
"Don't be stupid--"
"Harry's snogged Cho Chang!" shouted Ginny, who sounded close to
tears now. "And Hermione snogged Viktor Krum, it's only you who acts
like it's something disgusting, Ron, and that's because you've got about as much experience as a twelve-year-old!"
And with that, she stormed away. Harry quickly let go of Ron; the look on his face was murderous. They both stood there, breathing heavily，until Mrs. Norris, Flich's cat, appeared around the corner， which broke the tension.
2007年6月4日星期一
Changing Partners
Lyrics:Joe Darion
Music:Larry Coleman
Music:Larry Coleman
We were waltzin' together to a dreamy melody
When they called out "Change partners"
And you waltzed away from me
Now my arms feel so empty as I gaze around the floor
And I'll keep on changing partners
Till I hold you once more
Though we danced for one moment and too soon we had to part
In that wonderful moment somethin' happened to my heart
So I'll keep changing partners till you're in my arms and then
Oh, my darlin' I will never change partners again
Though we danced for one moment and too soon we had to part
In that wonderful moment somethin' happened to my heart
So I'll keep changing partners till you're in my arms and then
Oh, my darlin' I will never change partners again
2007年6月2日星期六
Some Articles Will Be Put In Earlier Dates
It's been more than a month since I established this blog. It's been proven that my choice, despite the fact that it has been blocked by mainland and thus can only be visited through other means, is a right one, while there are problems. Hence, I'm here to make another resolution about it.
Firstly, one of the newly-discovered advantages of this Blog is that the posting date can be modified later. Hence I've decided to make good use of it.
1. Some articles, mostly migrated from my Live Space, has been put into a date of May, 2007. However, there're not many of them. There are more than 20 articles in May, and I think that's okay. Hence, NO ARTICLE WILL BE PUT IN A DATE OF MAY 2007 SINCE. I suggest you to read through all the articles in May, to make sure that none will be missed.
2. I will still write some articles and put them to an appropriate, earlier date. However I have my rule. I will not put an article to a date more than 10 days earlier AND with more than 5 other articles after that date.
Firstly, one of the newly-discovered advantages of this Blog is that the posting date can be modified later. Hence I've decided to make good use of it.
1. Some articles, mostly migrated from my Live Space, has been put into a date of May, 2007. However, there're not many of them. There are more than 20 articles in May, and I think that's okay. Hence, NO ARTICLE WILL BE PUT IN A DATE OF MAY 2007 SINCE. I suggest you to read through all the articles in May, to make sure that none will be missed.
2. I will still write some articles and put them to an appropriate, earlier date. However I have my rule. I will not put an article to a date more than 10 days earlier AND with more than 5 other articles after that date.
2007年6月1日星期五
Children's Day
Again, it is Children's Day.
That is to say, it's been a year...
However, some memory never become obscure because of the fact that "it's been a year"...
It's June 1st, 2006.
To be honest, I had almost forgotten that it was Children's Day. I hadn't celebrated this day for, like, two or three years, and I thought it was shameful for an "adult" to celebrate it.
By that time, I'd just met another failure in relationship, and was more or less upset and dismay. What's more, it was the golden time of my fellowship with Darth Maverick. He satisfied almost all of my requirement of friendship. Hence, I had not a bit of urge to find other friends, especially female ones.
She was an ordinary girl in our major, who was short, somewhat ugly, quiet, and never conspicuous at all. In fact, I've hardly ever noticed her before. In the party of my 19th birthday, she suddenly appeared. In front of all the others, she handed me a card and a rose, and ran away with a blush on her face. The card reads:
"An angel always sings joyously."
Below it was her name.
I had received cards on my birthday before that, but I've never received a rose. At that very moment, I was deeply moved. However, as there wasn't anything following the event, I gradually forgot about it.
It was about 8 p.m. now. I was reading a tedious textbook in my dormitory. However, my cellphone suddenly rang. It seemed to be from one of the rooms of the girl's dormitory, though I didn't know which. Curiously, I picked up the cellphone. It was her voice.
"Is there anything I can do for you?", I said kindly.
"Well, nothing particular. In fact, it's Children's Day, and I'm just looking for someone to talk to me, and I think I'll enjoy speaking to you."
I was quite a bit shocked, not knowing what to say. Anyway, there hadn't been anyone who called me just to "enjoy speaking to you".
She noticed my silence, and asked cautiously, "Are you busy now? I won't occupy your..."
"No, not at all.", I finally found back my voice, "Actually, I also enjoy speaking to you. There's nothing I have to accomplish tonight, so we can talk on as long as you like to continue."
"Oh, that's so nice!"
Most details of that talk has been forgotten, I only remember that we talked for almost two hours that night, and we both enjoyed it very much.
My roommate must had found out that it was a girl who called me up, for they inquested me again and again that night. Though I had begun to mistrust them in relationship affairs, I eventually surrender and gave them her name. They all look as if devasteted for it, because, as one of them commented, "I know you've suffered, Pony, and it's okay to do something ridiculous. But it's not okay in ANY case to accept someone as ugly as her!" I, on the other hand, didn't know what was my true attitude and feeling to her, so I said causiously, "So what do you want me to do? Hang up the phone the moment I knew who it was? Come on, I won't be impolite just because one's appearance."
The next day, she asked me out to "answer some questions I come across in physics studying". I can't see any reason of turning down the date, and accepted it. We headed for F317, the largest classroom in Zhuhai Campus that can contain over 300 people but, when we were there, there was only the two of us. As you can guess, we didn't talked a lot about studying, and the talk soon became pure gossip. However, we enjoyed our talking again, and I found that she was actually quite talkative, and it was just that "I hadn't came across a boy that was kind enough to talk to me."
However, the final is drawing nearer and nearer after the Children's Day, and everyone set out preparing for it. It was the summer of Southern China, and nobody can ever study without air-conditioner. The library was the only air-conditioned place, hence everyone began to spare no effort in hope of occupying one of the limited seats in the library. I always got up late and hence cannot occupy a seat beside me. When I was worrying about this, it was her that offered to "occupy one more seat beside mine for you". And I, natually, agreed.
That is to say, it's been a year...
However, some memory never become obscure because of the fact that "it's been a year"...
It's June 1st, 2006.
To be honest, I had almost forgotten that it was Children's Day. I hadn't celebrated this day for, like, two or three years, and I thought it was shameful for an "adult" to celebrate it.
By that time, I'd just met another failure in relationship, and was more or less upset and dismay. What's more, it was the golden time of my fellowship with Darth Maverick. He satisfied almost all of my requirement of friendship. Hence, I had not a bit of urge to find other friends, especially female ones.
She was an ordinary girl in our major, who was short, somewhat ugly, quiet, and never conspicuous at all. In fact, I've hardly ever noticed her before. In the party of my 19th birthday, she suddenly appeared. In front of all the others, she handed me a card and a rose, and ran away with a blush on her face. The card reads:
"An angel always sings joyously."
Below it was her name.
I had received cards on my birthday before that, but I've never received a rose. At that very moment, I was deeply moved. However, as there wasn't anything following the event, I gradually forgot about it.
It was about 8 p.m. now. I was reading a tedious textbook in my dormitory. However, my cellphone suddenly rang. It seemed to be from one of the rooms of the girl's dormitory, though I didn't know which. Curiously, I picked up the cellphone. It was her voice.
"Is there anything I can do for you?", I said kindly.
"Well, nothing particular. In fact, it's Children's Day, and I'm just looking for someone to talk to me, and I think I'll enjoy speaking to you."
I was quite a bit shocked, not knowing what to say. Anyway, there hadn't been anyone who called me just to "enjoy speaking to you".
She noticed my silence, and asked cautiously, "Are you busy now? I won't occupy your..."
"No, not at all.", I finally found back my voice, "Actually, I also enjoy speaking to you. There's nothing I have to accomplish tonight, so we can talk on as long as you like to continue."
"Oh, that's so nice!"
Most details of that talk has been forgotten, I only remember that we talked for almost two hours that night, and we both enjoyed it very much.
My roommate must had found out that it was a girl who called me up, for they inquested me again and again that night. Though I had begun to mistrust them in relationship affairs, I eventually surrender and gave them her name. They all look as if devasteted for it, because, as one of them commented, "I know you've suffered, Pony, and it's okay to do something ridiculous. But it's not okay in ANY case to accept someone as ugly as her!" I, on the other hand, didn't know what was my true attitude and feeling to her, so I said causiously, "So what do you want me to do? Hang up the phone the moment I knew who it was? Come on, I won't be impolite just because one's appearance."
The next day, she asked me out to "answer some questions I come across in physics studying". I can't see any reason of turning down the date, and accepted it. We headed for F317, the largest classroom in Zhuhai Campus that can contain over 300 people but, when we were there, there was only the two of us. As you can guess, we didn't talked a lot about studying, and the talk soon became pure gossip. However, we enjoyed our talking again, and I found that she was actually quite talkative, and it was just that "I hadn't came across a boy that was kind enough to talk to me."
However, the final is drawing nearer and nearer after the Children's Day, and everyone set out preparing for it. It was the summer of Southern China, and nobody can ever study without air-conditioner. The library was the only air-conditioned place, hence everyone began to spare no effort in hope of occupying one of the limited seats in the library. I always got up late and hence cannot occupy a seat beside me. When I was worrying about this, it was her that offered to "occupy one more seat beside mine for you". And I, natually, agreed.
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