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2008/3/29

Llorando (Crying) by Rebekah Del Rio

This is the song you are hearing now, I got to know it at the ending scene of Prison Break Season 3, and I liked it.

Yo estaba bien por un tiempo
volviendo a sonreír
Luego anoche te vi
tu mano me tocó
y el saludo de tu voz
Y hablé muy bien
y tú sin saber
que he estado
llorando por tu amor
llorando por tu amor
Luego de tu adiós
sentí todo mi dolor
Sola y llorando, llorando, llorando
No es fácil de entender
que al verte otra vez
yo esté llorando

Yo que pensé que te olvidé
pero es verdad, es la verdad
que te quiero aun más
mucho más que ayer
Dime tú que puedo hacer
¿No me quieres ya?
Y siempre estaré
llorando por tu amor
llorando por tu amor
Tu amor se llevó
todo mi corazón
Y quedo llorando, llorando, llorando, llorando

2008/3/22

Sprite

Among so many soft drinks, I've been a fan of Pepsi Cola (not coca cola, which I think is sweeter than Pepsi) for years. However, at a late night one week ago, I suddenly got an unexplainable desire for Sprite, so I went out and got a 2.5L bottle of Sprite, after pouring two big glasses of it down into my throat, I finally felt very satisfied, a rare satisfaction. This desire has not faded away, I am still drinking it while I am writing these words.
 
I am a typical Libran who always balances, to do or not to do this, to say or not to say that, if a part of my heart gets certain idea, the other part would analyze it first and then decide to give up or take action. So I am not following my heart but following my own so called "rational analyse", which at almost half the time hold me back from doing what I really want to do with reasons I take as convincing. That's why I called this Sprite desire unexplainable and the satisfaction rare.
 
The only one similar desire I can recall happend when I was 8 or 9. I was running around with friends at my neighbor's, when an electric drill on a desk caught my attention. I stared at it, got this weird question: is it hot or cold? Although I saw its wire plugged in a socket, the rust color of the drill made it really looks cold. "It shoud be hot and electriferous, but it looks totally cold, is it IN HELL hot or cold?" All my mind was possessed by this curiosity, I wanted the answer so badly that I grasped (not just touch) the drill without hesitation. The result, you can easily imagin, in a second, I was shocked by electricity and got blisters all over my palm. That was silly behavior of a child, but I've never regreted for doing so. That feeling of being possessd is as clear as it happend yesterday, it was so strong that even today, it would made me do the same thing.
 
I don't really understand how these desire come and develop to what extent that they would smash my usual "balancing system". Maybe if I stick to flashing ideas in my mind before my system automatically start to work, or find the source of them, I may change or break my old system and consequently my Libran personality permanently.