今天算是耗体力最多的一天，
早上连续教了2支新舞
一个轻快的，
另一个是印度歌//哈哈哈
下午，就到学校去打排球。
很开心。毕竟，我以为，我不再属于这个天地。
是的啦，不一样世界的人，勉强不来。
我不适合他们。
然而，有点值得庆幸的是
整个英式篮球场，都是小弟弟小妹妹在打排球！
看到他们，真的很有年轻会的感觉==
嘿，并不是我很老， K?
诗诗他们也来打了，聊了一些关于学业的东西
超有劲！我还是属于这一国的吧？
虽然，爱玩，不爱读书。
比较费心的是，老师不是很想要给女生出赛了。
纳闷啊～老师，其实很keep to her decision 的。
能做的，就是一直锻炼，到老师没有借口推辞？
啊～不知道。
另外，有一些意外的收获
因为某某某不小心失口说出的一句话
“我们不是上个星期二才见面吗？”
哇哈哈，明了明了
说不在意是假的。
不过也算了，人家摆明是不喜欢你了。
也罢，你都厚脸皮去问人家会不会举办的==
********************************************
×××，
我懂，
坚强了太久
会突然间变得非常脆弱
因为面具裂了
软弱的内心暴露在外
突然间，什么理智都不要了
我们，失控了。
越是坚强的人
越少人懂的他的内心
但是，这自身选择的路
一条孤独的路
没有灯光
所以看不见身边有什么景色
看不见未来有什么风景
更没有影子在旁跟随、陪伴
这是注定的。
在你决定要独立，要坚强的那一天
我们，就必须明白。
寻死，
难免会在情绪没有节约的时候
突然跑出来作怪
如果真的有勇气结束
那么生存的勇气呢？
terry fox，认识吗？
那个截肢的长跑运动健将
启发了marathon of hope
一个运动健将，失去了一只脚
却还有活下去的希望。
My name is Terry Fox. I am 21 years old, and I am an amputee. I lost my right leg two-and-a-half years ago due to cancer. The night before my amputation, my former basketball coach brought me a magazine with an article on an amputee who ran in the New York Marathon. It was then when I decided to meet this new challenge head on and not only overcome my disability, but conquer it in such a way that I could never look back and say it disabled me. But I soon realized that would only be half of my quest, for as I went through the sixteen months of the physically and emotionally draining ordeal of chemotheraphy, I was rudely awakened by the feelings that surrounded and coursed through the cancer clinic. There were the faces with the brave smiles, and the ones who had given up smiling. There were the feelings of hopeful denial, and the feelings of despair. My quest would not be a selfish one. I could not leave knowing these faces and feelings would still exist, even though I would be set free from mine. Somewhere the hurting must stop...and I was determined to take myself to the limit for this cause.
I feel now is the time to make good my promise. I have been training for eight months, running on an artificial leg. Starting with half a mile, I have now worked up to thirteen-and-a-half a day, adding half a mile weekly. By April next year [1980], I will be ready to achieve something that for me was once only a distant dream reserved for the world of miracles; to run across Canada to raise money for the fight against cancer. The running I can do, even if I have to crawl every last mile. But there are some barriers I cannot overcome alone. We need your help. The people in cancer clinics all over the world need people who believe in miracles. I am not a dreamer and I'm not saying that this will initiate any kind of definitive answer or cure to cancer, but I believe in miracles. I have to.
很值得钦佩的一个人。
我也要学他
从心里，真正的坚强！
我要学会，在暴风雨中，起舞，
即使不起舞也好，
我会面无表情，
雨再大，也不喊痛！
集点：我已经连续好几夜，梦到我拿成绩了==
说真，还想离开。不要理任何人。哈，荒谬～
if you believe
it will happen
早上连续教了2支新舞
一个轻快的，
另一个是印度歌//哈哈哈
下午，就到学校去打排球。
很开心。毕竟，我以为，我不再属于这个天地。
是的啦，不一样世界的人，勉强不来。
我不适合他们。
然而，有点值得庆幸的是
整个英式篮球场，都是小弟弟小妹妹在打排球！
看到他们，真的很有年轻会的感觉==
嘿，并不是我很老， K?
诗诗他们也来打了，聊了一些关于学业的东西
超有劲！我还是属于这一国的吧？
虽然，爱玩，不爱读书。
比较费心的是，老师不是很想要给女生出赛了。
纳闷啊～老师，其实很keep to her decision 的。
能做的，就是一直锻炼，到老师没有借口推辞？
啊～不知道。
另外，有一些意外的收获
因为某某某不小心失口说出的一句话
“我们不是上个星期二才见面吗？”
哇哈哈，明了明了
说不在意是假的。
不过也算了，人家摆明是不喜欢你了。
也罢，你都厚脸皮去问人家会不会举办的==
********************************************
×××，
我懂，
坚强了太久
会突然间变得非常脆弱
因为面具裂了
软弱的内心暴露在外
突然间，什么理智都不要了
我们，失控了。
越是坚强的人
越少人懂的他的内心
但是，这自身选择的路
一条孤独的路
没有灯光
所以看不见身边有什么景色
看不见未来有什么风景
更没有影子在旁跟随、陪伴
这是注定的。
在你决定要独立，要坚强的那一天
我们，就必须明白。
寻死，
难免会在情绪没有节约的时候
突然跑出来作怪
如果真的有勇气结束
那么生存的勇气呢？
terry fox，认识吗？那个截肢的长跑运动健将
启发了marathon of hope
一个运动健将，失去了一只脚
却还有活下去的希望。
My name is Terry Fox. I am 21 years old, and I am an amputee. I lost my right leg two-and-a-half years ago due to cancer. The night before my amputation, my former basketball coach brought me a magazine with an article on an amputee who ran in the New York Marathon. It was then when I decided to meet this new challenge head on and not only overcome my disability, but conquer it in such a way that I could never look back and say it disabled me. But I soon realized that would only be half of my quest, for as I went through the sixteen months of the physically and emotionally draining ordeal of chemotheraphy, I was rudely awakened by the feelings that surrounded and coursed through the cancer clinic. There were the faces with the brave smiles, and the ones who had given up smiling. There were the feelings of hopeful denial, and the feelings of despair. My quest would not be a selfish one. I could not leave knowing these faces and feelings would still exist, even though I would be set free from mine. Somewhere the hurting must stop...and I was determined to take myself to the limit for this cause.
I feel now is the time to make good my promise. I have been training for eight months, running on an artificial leg. Starting with half a mile, I have now worked up to thirteen-and-a-half a day, adding half a mile weekly. By April next year [1980], I will be ready to achieve something that for me was once only a distant dream reserved for the world of miracles; to run across Canada to raise money for the fight against cancer. The running I can do, even if I have to crawl every last mile. But there are some barriers I cannot overcome alone. We need your help. The people in cancer clinics all over the world need people who believe in miracles. I am not a dreamer and I'm not saying that this will initiate any kind of definitive answer or cure to cancer, but I believe in miracles. I have to.
很值得钦佩的一个人。
我也要学他
从心里，真正的坚强！
我要学会，在暴风雨中，起舞，
即使不起舞也好，
我会面无表情，
雨再大，也不喊痛！
集点：我已经连续好几夜，梦到我拿成绩了==
说真，还想离开。不要理任何人。哈，荒谬～
if you believe
it will happen
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