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生活这个玩意,横看成岭侧成峰,从不同的角度去看,就会呈现不同的模样。
这阵子我情绪不太稳定,有时候特亢奋,觉得啥啥都特顺利特喜庆特充满希望,顺带着还有点老子天下第一的膨胀自信,穿着特柴火妞的大红棉袄也能欢蹦乱跳满世界晃悠,又想去北京又想去东京的,仿佛已然拥有或行将拥有小时候作文里憧憬的全部幸福。
可是有时候又觉得挺没劲,日子过得波澜不惊不咸不淡索然无味,热闹寂寥都没啥意思,似乎一眼能看到老,看到自己穷尽一生的爱和气力之后,仍无法逃脱的平淡结局。于是跟爹妈也不贫了,跟醒醒也没话聊了,自己在电脑前托一会儿腮就鼻子泛酸,老想掉眼泪。
还有的时候,干脆就很悲观很伤感很绝望,踮起脚尖也看不见明天会开的花儿,只有一片黯淡的未知路。似乎终于明白这么久以来,不满足不停站顶风冒雨举步维艰奔赴的根本就不是社会主义大花园,而是悬崖,是沼泽,是海市蜃楼,是一片荒芜。我所有美好的梦想都淹没在阴霾之中,握在手心的一切也都行将就木。
说白了,就是觉得生活完全是一个骗局,向往的不会得到,拥有的总要失去,横冲直撞二十多年,就算再横冲直撞下去,再坚韧再乐活再忍辱负重再百折不挠,到头来不都一场空么,玩命积攒的那一堆心得体会除了娱乐命运,没别的意义了。
那还谈啥恋爱,结啥婚,成啥家,上啥班,逛啥街,吃啥饭,睡啥觉,减啥肥,有啥意思?
根据久病成医的原则,我对自己的诊断为:间歇性无规律偶发神经病。
此病可自愈,但易复发,无法根治。
其实神经也是精神的一种,情绪这玩意儿,怎么跌宕都算是正常现象吧。谁让我们都六根不净,欲念太多呢?幸福,快乐,这一类虚无的东西都是比较级,天平的另一端是欲望,要的太多,必然会使它变得轻飘飘的。我想,是我想要的太多了吧。没关系,我以前就说过,挣扎是变得强大的方法,我现在纠结的频率和强度就比以前有了很大的改善,这就是成长。
我以为要开始幸福了,我以为风雨过后应该见彩虹了……
“我以为”是世界上最要命的三个字,一度也是我的常态,但是我决心痛改前非,不再用“以为”去衡量任何事情。人真的不能太过于自以为是,不管是多么有把握的事情,对于一切,都应小心翼翼去经历一遍再做感想,对未来式和非物质的一切,都要毕恭毕敬,不可造次,毕竟世事从来都不在我们的预料之内,“意外”总是相对于“以为”的。
“我想好好的”——可是不是谁都有这样的资格。
瑕不掩瑜这个词儿永远都不能用在生活上,生活比豌豆公主还娇嫩,不能清洗,不能翻新,不能修理,不换油网,没有替换装,一人就这么一份,折了有折痕,划了有划痕,撕破了粘不好,摔碎了拼不上。它就是一本个人史书,详尽、精确、无法磨灭,一旦有损毁,任你怎样悔不当初它也不会给你打丝毫的折扣,翻过去的任何一页随时都可能再被翻回来,而且只显示痕迹,不记录心情,没人会听你的任何辩解。
在这样的情况下,我不知道有没有人能巧言申诉,反正我是没有这个本事,我连一个字都说不出来,就算事情不是那样的,就算我愿意用一辈子去证明。
我知道信任的可贵和脆弱,我知道要求一个新的起点是多么奢侈,我没有丝毫怨言,但是,我是真的真的想要好好的。
以上为,校内上一个我一直比较欣赏的作者的一篇日志节选,鉴于她的校内刚刚经历了一次注销和恢复,我决定对上面这种我很认同的描述做个记录,万一哪天人家再注销了,我还能找到这个。近期如果有空,我还打算把她之前的文章好好观察整理一下,嗯,如果我不懒的话。。算作一个,恢复本空间运行的计划。能不能实现待查。
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wild and the song
like the season has all gone
我知道他们很粗制滥造,每年的毕业典礼几乎没有差别,连歌曲放来放去都只有那么几首,但是我今天听就是不一样了。
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wild and the song
like the season has all gone
今天走了一天,毕业典礼之后一直在各处照相。说真的,这学校在我在的四年真不怎么样,但我还是有点舍不得。
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wild and the song
like the season has all gone
我舍不得当学生的日子,舍不得现在投入和回报呈线性的单纯环境。
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wild and the song
like the season has all gone
想想接下来的日子,我觉得很孤单。
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wild and the song
like the season has all gone
人在很多时候都会觉得孤单,不过今天,套用小白的一句话说,我明明知道接下来要发生什么却无力阻止。
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wild and the song
like the season has all gone
我喜欢石头在散伙饭的时候说的话,虽然那时候他有些亢奋,不过这话听着提气:“诶哟我x你tm跟我说常联系!那灯市口的我都没说常联系,你tm现在跟我说常联系!”
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wild and the song
like the season has all gone
我很难过,但我明天还有很多事情要做——我想,这大概就是我今后的状态
we had joy we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
but the wild and the song
like the season has all gone
我很不喜欢这样,但我想只要我们都还有两条腿,我们就还能顶天立地,这些事儿对我们来说都不算什么,谢谢j1同学。
now that the spring is in the air
pretty girls are every where
think of me and i’ll be there
Tony:Power is the single most important forcein the universe.Money and looks mean nothing except for the power they give us.The second most inportant is sex.Sosex plus power equals fun.
Michelle:You know what?I never realised how fucking knackering it is to know you,Tone.
Tony:It’s fun,though.
Michelle:You think?You know what?Tell me you love me.
Tony:You know I love you,Nips.
Michelle:No!Tell me like you’d die for me,like nothing else matters,like your world stops turning because of me.Like you mean it,you little shit.Go on.
Tony:I mean,come on.
Michelle:Wrong answer,Tony.
Michelle:Stuff happens.You get over it.
Tony:Yeah,but…
Michelle:Yeah,but.Yeah,but!
Tony:I came because it turns out that ,as it goes…I think I might love you.
Michelle:That’s an awfully long sentence,Tony.
Tony:Well,yeah,but…Yeah.
Chelle!I said it,OK?I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
Michelle:Beg.
Tony:Sorry?
Michelle:You heard me,Tone.
Tony:OK.Look,please can we get back?I won’t do any of it again.The cheating and lying…
Michelle:Undermining.Sneering.Tauting.Manipulating.
Tony:OK.Yeah.All of those things.I promise.
So?
Michelle:So I’ll see you around.
Tony:Michelle,I want to talk to you.I need to tell you something.
I’m a twat.Idon’t know why I’m like this.Maybe I can change.
I can change.
You’re the only one.
The truth is…The truth is,I love you.
It’s a fucking stupid,messed-up world.
I’ve got my God.He speaks to me every day.
Some thing Ijust can’t work out.So I leave them be.OK?
Even if Ithink they’re wrong.
Because I know one day he’ll make me understand.
I’ve got that trust.
It’s called belief.
I’ve been on control since three o’clock yesterday.
32 cabs,not that you’d care.It’s a stupid fuss over a birthday party.
Does it give respect to God?Does it promote peace?
Does it help the poor?It’s an affront.
So why do we have to do it anyway?
Because I love that woman more than these legs I drag myself along on,and what she wants,she gets.