這幾天非常話癆。我也意識到了。。
柴靜的看見,兩位老人退了休,一起跑去環遊世界。看得我眼淚嘩嘩的止都止不住,覺得爸媽就應該這樣,覺得自己長這麼大他們還不能享受生活,真是虧待了他們。趕緊把鏈接發給他們看。老奶奶說,老爺爺有很多粉絲,有女粉絲說,你要是年輕30歲,我一定嫁給你!
其實真的是。看著看著就想,以後,能有這麼個人願意陪我環遊世界麼?之前看某好友男友的博,他說他女友的願望就是環遊世界。他說,有點奇怪,應該很少有男的的夢想是以後環遊世界吧。看到這兒我心都凉了半截兒
最近真是爆脾氣。可我就是最煩別人翻舊賬,不管是誰,尤其是我明明沒錯的舊賬。結果一個沒摟住,就在組會當著大家的面兒跟老闆頂了兩句。。得。。
你說是怎麼著,前天剛說做夢太長,記不住,結果今天就來了個倍兒清晰的。上帝。。
求你下次讓我夢見他的時候就忘了吧,別記得這麼清楚。。甚至記得他跟我說,你不是有很多鞋子麼
夢裡他還是拿著那個舊手機,一樣的姿勢在發短信
不久前的同學合影上看到他,胖了些,身邊的姑娘還是那個。突然覺得沒以前帥了,或許他本身也沒以為的那麼帥吧?哈哈。
原來我已經可以不再緘口不提。
我覺得就算我們可以面對面喝個茶吃個飯,也許也沒什麼好聊。或者都拼命找話題
所以那次狹路相逢,擦肩卻沒有停下,也許本該如此
原來所有懷念的,都只是當時那個自己,那段最青春的時光。那些陪伴那段時光的人,其實只是背景,再美好都要被一點點抹去,直到模糊不能分辨
因為我們都要長大,都要變成另一個人
跟那麼多LAer聊,沒有一個不想留下來。原來只有我一個,嚷嚷著說厭倦了
在這個城市待了4年,漸漸有些膩了。車裡有張盤是Z刻的,有首歌一直沒仔細聽,某天開在local,這歌放的清晰,終於聽到了詞。
如果我說我tired of the weather, 一定會被人說矯情。但事實如此。LA會把人慣壞,然後忘記了時間。日復一日,都是一樣明媚的陽光
I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of sunset.
聽到後嘴角漸漸上揚
Boston有著美麗的春天。不過人有點mean. 不過據說東部的人都mean, 不像西部這麼沒心沒肺。也是,每天這麼美的陽光,有什麽理由對人板著臉呢
可我一定會覺得無聊吧。第一次去就把商場逛了個遍,然後跟老媽說,沒勁,LA隨便一個mall都比這裡好逛。
但是沿著Charles river散步還是很好很好的
我想我會永遠懷念Boston的春天
失望。卻又不甘心。不甘心,卻又沒有理由。把心交給上帝。還是您看著辦吧。。小女子我退下了
In the light of the sun, is there anyone? Oh it has begun...
Oh dear you look so lost, eyes are red and tears are shed,
This world you must've crossed... she said...
You don't know me, you don't even care, oh yeah,
She said
You don't know me, and you don't wear my chains... oh yeah,
Essential yet appealed, carry all your thoughts across
An open field,
When flowers gaze at you... they're not the only ones who cry
When they see you
She said...
You don't know me, you don't even care, oh yeah,
She said
You don't know me, and you don't wear my chains... oh yeah,
She said I think I'll go to Boston...
I think I'll start a new life,
I think I'll start it over, where no one knows my name,
I'll get out of California, I'm tired of the weather,
I think I'll get a lover and fly him out to Spain...
Oh yeah and I think I'll go to Boston,
I think that I'm just tired
I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind...
I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of the sunset,
I hear it's nice in the Summer, some snow would be nice... oh yeah,
You don't know me, you don't even care, oh yeah...
Boston... where no one knows my name... yeah
Where no one knows my name...
Where no one knows my name...
Boston...
No one knows my name.
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