This bsp is way too stupid, they kept on breaking down, so I decide to move to a new place
http://spriner.72pines.com/
This bsp is way too stupid, they kept on breaking down, so I decide to move to a new place
http://spriner.72pines.com/
I finnally figured out how to insert formulars into my blog. But I am going to graduate and leave the field, what an ironicle thing.
Here are some formulars I use frequently.
it seemed that iblog is fucking stupid, I don't understand why they keep deleting my latex code
I finnally figured out how to insert formulars into my blog. But I am going to graduate and leave the field, what an ironicle thing.I finnally figured out how to insert formulars into my blog. But I am going to graduate and leave the field, what an ironicle thing.
Here are some formulars I use frequently.
it seemed that iblog is fucking stupid, I don't understand why they keep deleting my latex code
I finnally figured out how to insert formulars into my blog. But I am going to graduate and leave the field, what an ironicle thing.Ricky Valance
Ray Peterson

The first time I heard this lame song was when I was in high school, from a movie called 'He Ain't Heavy... He's My Father', booby name,hah, I was young then, stupid enough to be touched.But the song, after all these years, I still think it's amazing, it tells a story about a stupid lad who died in a race car accident. When you hear the lyric, you may think it's stupid, but still amazing, we deserve the right to be stupid.
I've got some lame story just like what they sang. When I was a junior in college, I fell in love with some girl who was going to be graduated in two months, it was amazing, the feeling was perfect, and I thought I might never get someone better than her.After the most wonderful two months in my life, she left, and we could only keep in touch with each other through text messages and phone calls, then she moved to Shanghai, which is one of the the reasons I chose this city, and when one of my rommies went to Shanghai, I asked him to bring something to her, lame story, you know, dry flowers, lilies, passleys, rosmaries, which were well kept in a nice case, wraped with ribbon, the fragrence was so intense that u can smell it even like a mile away. I thought it rommatic, just like what they sang in an old melody, 'remember me to one who lives there', yes I did, and I thought it was perfect, and I was almost moved by myself, until my roomie told me that there was someone else, which is ironic. I was not pissed off, but totally sad, women are changable!
Some might think that's unfair, the fact is, not just women, men are changable too. Since I am a man myself, most stories i heard were about how fidelity to love a man could be, those are true stories, and none of them were about women. It's ironic, I mean, most of time, in most literitures, men were discribed as ungrateful, stupid and senseless, while women were discribed as incarnation of love. Not hard to image, I mean, they were women, women were weak, vulnerable, and they needed pity. However, time changed, they are not anymore. So the truth, I think might be, both of women and men are changable, it really depends.
Back to the story, I've already said that I was not pissed off, and I don't blame her, nobody should be blamed. I just found since then, I don't believe in any kind of love, they are bullshits. Live is more like a transaction, deal or not deal, only that money is not the only thing we trade.
But I still chose Shanghai, in hope of sometimes I came across her in the street. I know it's desperate, but I think I did. Just days after I arrived Shanghai, I met someone who looked extremely like her, in fact, I thought it was her. I meant to go up and say hello, but suddenly I lost all my courage. That's the lamest story I think.
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Ricky Valance
Ray Peterson

The first time I heard this lame song was when I was in high school, from a movie called 'He Ain't Heavy... He's My Father', booby name,hah, I was young then, stupid enough to be touched.But the song, after all these years, I still think it's amazing, it tells a story about a stupid lad who died in a race car accident. When you hear the lyric, you may think it's stupid, but still amazing, we deserve the right to be stupid.
I've got some lame story just like what they sang. When I was a junior in college, I fell in love with some girl who was going to be graduated in two months, it was amazing, the feeling was perfect, and I thought I might never get someone better than her.After the most wonderful two months in my life, she left, and we could only keep in touch with each other through text messages and phone calls, then she moved to Shanghai, which is one of the the reasons I chose this city, and when one of my rommies went to Shanghai, I asked him to bring something to her, lame story, you know, dry flowers, lilies, passleys, rosmaries, which were well kept in a nice case, wraped with ribbon, the fragrence was so intense that u can smell it even like a mile away. I thought it rommatic, just like what they sang in an old melody, 'remember me to one who lives there', yes I did, and I thought it was perfect, and I was almost moved by myself, until my roomie told me that there was someone else, which is ironic. I was not pissed off, but totally sad, women are changable!
Some might think that's unfair, the fact is, not just women, men are changable too. Since I am a man myself, most stories i heard were about how fidelity to love a man could be, those are true stories, and none of them were about women. It's ironic, I mean, most of time, in most literitures, men were discribed as ungrateful, stupid and senseless, while women were discribed as incarnation of love. Not hard to image, I mean, they were women, women were weak, vulnerable, and they needed pity. However, time changed, they are not anymore. So the truth, I think might be, both of women and men are changable, it really depends.
Back to the story, I've already said that I was not pissed off, and I don't blame her, nobody should be blamed. I just found since then, I don't believe in any kind of love, they are bullshits. Live is more like a transaction, deal or not deal, only that money is not the only thing we trade.
But I still chose Shanghai, in hope of sometimes I came across her in the street. I know it's desperate, but I think I did. Just days after I arrived Shanghai, I met someone who looked extremely like her, in fact, I thought it was her. I meant to go up and say hello, but suddenly I lost all my courage. That's the lamest story I think.
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Ricky
Ray
Still Ray
Tony Leung
sorry i can't get it
The first time I heard this lame song was when I was in high school, from a movie called 'He Ain't Heavy... He's My Father', booby name,hah, I was young then, stupid enough to be touched.But the song, after all these years, I still think it's amazing, it tells a story about a stupid lad who died in a race car accident. When you hear the lyric, you may think it's stupid, but still amazing, we deserve the right to be stupid.
I've got some lame story just like what they sang. When I was a junior in college, I fell in love with some girl who was going to graduate in two months, it was amazing, the feeling was perfect, and I thought I might never get someone better than her.After the most wonderful two months in my life, she left, and we could only keep in touch with each other through text messages and phone calls, then she moved to Shanghai, which is one of the the reasons I chose this city, and when one of my rommies went to Shanghai, I asked him to bring something to her, lame story, you know, dry flowers, lilies, passleys, rosmaries, which were well kept in a nice case, wraped with ribbon, the fragrence was so intense that u can smell it even like a mile away. I thought it rommatic, just like what they sang in an old melody, 'remember me to one who lives there', yes I did, and I thought it was perfect, and I was almost moved by myself, until my roomie told me that there was someone else, which is ironic. I was not pissed off, but totally sad, women are changable! And we lost contacts with each other since then.
to be continued
Maria Callas
Kiri te Kanawa
Angela Gheorghiu
Charlotte Church
Hayley Westenra
I like the Maria version best
Maria Callas
Kiri te Kanawa
Angela Gheorghiu
Charlotte Church
Hayley Westenra
I like the Maria version best