Monday, February 20, 2012

You are my Valentine-Street Dogg Feat. Johann Pachelbel

当节奏落下 我只想在这里 表达出我对你的爱意
只想让你知道 你是我的唯一
美国妞 中国妹 我都从不尬义
不管多远 你都一直在我心里
过了多久 我都不曾想要放弃你
想不通为什么 对你那么执意
是天分 还是缘分 我都从不在意
心理面现在 只有一个心愿
想快点读完书毕业 回去团圆
已不知道留学 时间过了多久
电脑前的你 总带走我的忧愁
看不见的思 说不出的念
抓不住的遗 遗失了的憾
爱情跑道上 我拼了命的冲
再把回忆写在巴赫的卡农

还记得 当初 坐在你的桌旁
朋友问我是不是 天天往你那里看
不知不觉心 已经被你占据
只好拿出勇气 来对你表白
我不怕被拒 我看得很开
我努力下去 因为你天真可爱
想证明给你看我 这次很认真
我想大声说出来 我爱袁惠珍
考场里的画 我送了给你
Eminem的歌 变情诗给你
生日那一天我偷偷 亲了你的脸
直到现在回想还是那么的甜
天涯海角 我所许的誓言
海枯石烂 我们不说再见
紧紧牵着手 一起私奔到月球
跟你在一起 我希望时间会停留

在密尔瓦基的夜晚
拿起麦克风 我只想继续对你唱
舞台下 只有你是观众
舞台上的我 依然为你那么疯狂的 唱
巴赫弹曲 街狗狂饶
对你的爱 在节奏环绕
八千多个里 根本不是问题
就算吵了架 我道歉不就好 吗
就算分开 啦
我都不管 啦
不管有没有结果
我都还是继续追着下去
我不放弃
直到那一天我追回那一年的你
节奏开始慢 了
夜也开始累 了
在卡农曲的最后一句
我想说 我好爱你

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

情人节的你和我。

上一个情人节,我写了一篇给我的上个女孩。
这一个情人节,依然写了篇。不过。
女孩却不同。
这篇的女主角,是我第一个情人节的情人。

喂,女孩,情人节快乐。
本想写篇长长的文章来感动你一下,可是明早要早起,就省下来了。
其实是为你着想,忙了一天,累了,应该没力气看长文吧。
所以来点轻松的。

第一张合照
当时的我们还真纯啊
你还不会化妆
我也还没那么霸气
平凡的小孩
约着平凡的会

第二张合照
是在球场上
脸上的胡子
都剃的很干净呢我

长大的我们
第一次在KL看电影吃东西
我开始学会扮欠打的样子

惊讶的样子


落寞犹豫

不过这张的我们
还挺可爱的

要是你喂我吃,那该多好。

你扮酷也未免也太酷了吧。。。

这张很蒙,但是这是唯一一张,我们笑得最甜的。

我们的合照,就在这里停下了。
有点后悔没跟你拍多点照片。
咳,感人触心的话改天再说。
今天呢,情人节,彼此快乐就好。
不管我们时隔多远,我们都要快乐。

永远都跟你站在同一条道路上,
有天,我会牵起你的手。然后一起跑向未来。



在等我亲亲吗?我偏不~哈哈哈。
我的相机快门还抓的真实时候。

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Chasing Mitsui

We were up by a few points, and, our opponent hit a 3 point shot.
Our turn for offense. I ran down to the corner as usual.
Waiting, and then, the moment arrived, I got the ball.
Without hesitation, as my D was a foot away from me, I jump, and shot the ball.
Swish.

That was just the beginning.

I am playing in my schools intramurals league for my friend, and we are in the last league. Teams that do not have enough players are send to this league, and random guy who wants to play will be assign a team. We lost the first game. I was frustrated and I told myself I have to win the next. My teammates are good, they can play good ball, but the fact that we just played one game together, the bond isn't close yet. But the second game was different, all of a sudden we were all connected.

In the game, the second time I caught the ball, no dribble. Catch and shoot. In the same spot.
So did the third one. I was feeling good, and my sense told me, things are working out today.

At the beginning of the game, I was shocked to find out that they are all taller than us. A black guy is their center, he stood at 6'4. The other guys are at a 5'11 average. I am 6'0" and I am the tallest guy on my team, not to mention 2 5'8" guards. But when the game starts, we play hard defense. Our defense led to their turnovers and we scored every time they turn the ball over. We protected the paint well enough to stop their center from demolishing it.

When I hit my fourth 3 point shot, our oppnents were like: shit just got serious. One of my friend was the referee that day and he was: Owh~ here and there.

We steal, we grab rebounds, we challenge shots, we were pushing them hard, pressuring them all the way.

45 degree, my teammate passed the ball to me, it was too low for me. But, once I grabbed it, I jumped, and shot it. Nothing but net. My fifth 3 points shot. As I ran back for defense, I did the MJ shrug like I don't know how I did it. I think I did amaze the opponents crowd.

The 1st half ended. 33-14, I scored 15 points, 5-6 shooting. I scored more than the whole opposing team.
My teammates greeted me, praised me, and gave me 5s.

In the 2nd half, I missed 3 3points shot, one was totally ridiculous shot as I tried to contest for a 4 point play, but I failed to draw the foul. And as the opponent scored, we returned with a couple 3 points plays from my Korean teammate. Terrence, the small forward from our team hit a 3. Then, I dropped my 6th. 18 points. Another shot I shoot off the dribble, the center touched it which caused the ball to miss the rim. My teammate caught it in the base line and passes it to me out from the double team. I hit the lay up. 20. Bang.

The game ended with my chinese teammate scoring and the 2 5'8" guards fastbreaking.
When the whistle blew, 62-33, we won by 29 points.

It is my first 20 points game. Although it is just a small tournament, but it is something that I will never forget in my life. That day was also the 2nd anniversary of my Nike Zoom Hustle. The shoe that follows me through every tough games, blacktop and hardwood. This big win is what I gave him as a present.

A day before that game, I hit a 3, which I shot it high and smooth, the parabola and the revolution were at its perfect to make it nothing but net. And then what Mitsui said in Slam Dunk came to my mind, 这个声音,让我特别精神!

Chasing my dream. That was just, a beginning.

Monday, February 6, 2012

愛してる

我们亦不是朋友
亦不是情侣
我们的未来
伸手怎么也抓不透

我不知道是否真的了解你
不知道你几时会听超大声的音乐
但知道你压力时
会乱唱歌把压力都唱出来
我不知道你多久才会气消
但每次吵架
你都说一小时不跟我好
我不知道你吃饭的习惯
但最后一次跟你吃饭时
你都一直叫妹妹多吃蔬菜
我不知道你要的是什么
但我知道
我想要给你幸福

其实很多时候
我自己
也不了解自己为何那么爱你

是个很爱你的男生
愿意为你解决问题
愿意一辈子站在你那里
愿意等待你的回应
愿意为你做好多好多事

有些时候
我好想知道
是否
你也爱着我
是否
你也同样的
看见我会甜甜的笑
但是
我很害怕
扑你最后的约
是以宴宾的身份

我看得见
我想改变
就算失去
至少我已尽力

我很幼稚
也很大方
大方地
能包容自私的你

因为
就三个很简单的字
我爱你