我饿啦啦啦

这下好啦。
终于碰到了一个目标高竞争意念也高连鼻梁也特别高的导师。
可以去撞墙了。
烦
 死
  了


想剪头发呀呀呀。
有头发这种东西（东西？），真好。剪坏了嘛也没真么大不了。
最多……大脸遮不住而已。

刚才尝试用什么和风昆布（啥啊？）做面汤。忘了它是浓缩三倍的，倒了一大堆结果咸死我。
哎该注意下了，不然没了头发怎么办。

唉。为什么没有任意们呢。想去欧洲。
印尼来的朋友说那门叫 'Pintu ke mana sahaja'。大概。
弟弟说他要的当然是那口袋啦。 也对。
以前超想要记忆面包。那就不用啃书了。

哆啦A梦道具大全 

我敢说藤子不二雄所画的，我家兄弟姐（妹，既我）都看过了。
和好友谈到多啦A梦的话，她说什么，我都了解；我说什么，她都明白，真不简单。
说着说着，好想吃麻薯啊麻薯。大雄和小叮当也喜欢。

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Sometimes you have a lot to say. But you can't, 'cause you are surrounded by a so-called majority.
No you can, but you choose not to, 'cause it's a means of survival.You are not ambitious, you don't want to change the world, yet.
Especially when confronted with ignorance, the words are rushing from your heart, to your mouth, only to be swallowed back, without a gulp.

However, there lies a paradox in many things. The notion of "nothing is xxx" is itself a paradox. The notion of "people are ignorant" might come from your ignorance.
I just can't stand, yes I find that I can't stand, people who do not question. Questions lead to many things. Sometimes they lead to things beyond questions, sometimes they lead to where was being questioned. No big deal, for that you have questioned. Answers are all-time questionable. What is an answer? What is a question? Why do you need to question? Why must there be an answer? What are you doing here typing all these?

I am now, impressed by ideologists. How strong their manifestos are, how unafraid when they speak out loud. Revolutionists who do what they speak, how daring is that?
I do not question out loud, but do not assume my brain is empty when a statement is being made. I just choose not to say, for I am not brave, too cautious, not a great speaker, and when thoughts lead to one another, articulation is still finding its way.

This sounds like an arrogant rant, but oh, isn't this one of the uses of blog.
Welmed by a sense of solitude not due to the absence of physical accompaniment.