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   <title>1206</title>
   <description><![CDATA[<p>i am awfully awared that there's pointless crying over splitted milk, as the English teacher always told us in high school.I thought a lot about her as i went upstairs just now.I didn't learn a lot grammar from her, since everytiime I went to her with any grammar problem she always answered me that</p>
<p>no why ,just remember it.</p>
<p>I think i made myself quite alright after that.But now i started to think it is she who has actually made me.After cooking myself dinner and drained 1/3 bottle of wine, everything became quite alright.what made any difference is, this time, i have to sorted it out by myself again.It is raining now, in Nanjing.i went downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes.I can never do the spelling right,cigarettes, restaurants, i am not sure if i did it right this time, cuz now i do it with instinct, to see if the letters would match or not.Alcohol always can do the trick, right.</p>
<p>I should started by treat myself properly.I've been thinking I really don't know how to say no to things and people, by being afraid of losing them.I've been doing it since I was a kid.Then it turned out pretty ugly.And when it comes to an adult, people just blame you for not putting your lines clear.And to me, the pain that caused by refusal at the first place seemed to be the slightest.</p>
<p>I screwed up.I don't blame myself for doing it.I really thought about a lot about the past three year relationship and everything which is dead by now but still too painful to remember.I don't blame for the girl who thought she was treasured and understood and...loved.And what I've been thinking and respecting during all of the resentful moments that I've&nbsp;been&nbsp;through.The other person must&nbsp;had been&nbsp;through these moments, just not the way&nbsp;I was.</p>
<p>but it is good, isn't it.Life secrectly tells you something&nbsp;in a way&nbsp;by&nbsp;not answering it.i know i would made myself out of it.Probably not right now, but soon.&nbsp;</p><!--sp--><div class="addfav"><br />收藏到：<span class= "delicious"><a href="http://delicious.com/save?url=http%3A%2F%2Fvirusdoll.blogbus.com%2Flogs%2F179482353.html&title=1206">Del.icio.us</a></span></div><br /><br /><div class="sysmsg"><b><a href="http://www.blogbus.com" target="_blank">博客大巴，你的个人传媒早班车</a></b></div><br /><br />]]></description>
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   <pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 22:41:00 +0800</pubDate>
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   <title>1114</title>
   <description><![CDATA[新一轮。<br />
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   <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2011 13:57:00 +0800</pubDate>
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   <title>10.17</title>
   <description><![CDATA[我想回家，但是我现在没有。<br />
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   <pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2011 19:24:00 +0800</pubDate>
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   <title>2011-03-05 23:31 </title>
   <description><![CDATA[<p>三月每天晚饭后散步半小时，每天两小时德语。读书必须写笔记。</p>
<p>月末来check。</p><!--sp--><div class="addfav"><br />收藏到：<span class= "delicious"><a href="http://delicious.com/save?url=http%3A%2F%2Fvirusdoll.blogbus.com%2Flogs%2F107863313.html&title=2011-03-05+23%3A31+">Del.icio.us</a></span></div><br /><br /><div class="sysmsg"><b><a href="http://www.blogbus.com" target="_blank">博客大巴，你的个人传媒早班车</a></b></div><br /><br />]]></description>
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   <pubDate>Sat, 05 Mar 2011 23:31:00 +0800</pubDate>
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   <title>2011-01-04 23:23 </title>
   <description><![CDATA[<p>看自己以前写的，觉着以前的自己真有意思。</p><!--sp--><div class="addfav"><br />收藏到：<span class= "delicious"><a href="http://delicious.com/save?url=http%3A%2F%2Fvirusdoll.blogbus.com%2Flogs%2F96707583.html&title=2011-01-04+23%3A23+">Del.icio.us</a></span></div><br /><br /><div class="sysmsg"><b><a href="http://www.blogbus.com" target="_blank">博客大巴，你的个人传媒早班车</a></b></div><br /><br />]]></description>
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   <pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2011 23:23:00 +0800</pubDate>
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   <title>2010-12-22 23:04 </title>
   <description><![CDATA[<p>每种具有英勇气质的激情，也就是激发我们克服掉一切阻力的力量的激情，都是在审美上是崇高的，例如愤怒甚至绝望，即愤然的绝望而不是沮丧的绝望，都可以是崇高的；尽管具有软化性质的激情本身不具有任何高贵性，但却可能被划入情致的美里面去，因此能够强烈到激情程度的感动，也是很不相同的。</p>
<p>一种不愿让自己得到安慰的同情的痛苦，或者是一种我们再涉及到一些虚构的祸害时有意参与其中、直到通过幻想陷入它中似乎是真的。这种同情的痛苦，证明的和造就着一个温柔的但却是虚弱的灵魂，它显示出美的一面，但显然可以被称作为幻想性的。甚至不能说是热忱的。</p>
<p>长篇小说、哭哭啼啼的戏剧、干瘪的伦理规范都在卖弄着尽管是所谓虚假的高贵意向，实际上却在使人心变得干枯，对严格的义务规范没有感觉，使任何对我们人格中的人类尊严的敬重、使人的权利以及一般的使一切坚定的原理都不可能甚至一篇鼓吹卑躬屈膝、低三下四、邀宠献媚的宗教演说也是如此---它放弃对我们心中抵抗恶的能力的一切信任，而不是去尝试去用我们尽管脆弱不堪而仍然残存着的力量去克服我们的爱好。还有虚假的谦恭，它以自我蔑视，即用摇尾乞怜的伪装的忏悔和一味隐忍的内心克制来建立一种人类唯一能使最高存在者所喜欢的存在方式，这些就连和那些能够归于美的东西都不相容，更不用说那些可以上升为心性的崇高的东西相容了。</p>
<p>《判断力批判》</p><!--sp--><div class="addfav"><br />收藏到：<span class= "delicious"><a href="http://delicious.com/save?url=http%3A%2F%2Fvirusdoll.blogbus.com%2Flogs%2F91939420.html&title=2010-12-22+23%3A04+">Del.icio.us</a></span></div><br /><br /><div class="sysmsg"><b><a href="http://www.blogbus.com" target="_blank">博客大巴，你的个人传媒早班车</a></b></div><br /><br />]]></description>
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   <pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2010 23:04:00 +0800</pubDate>
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   <title>2010-11-01 09:56</title>
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   <pubDate>Mon, 01 Nov 2010 09:56:00 +0800</pubDate>
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   <title>2010-08-30</title>
   <description><![CDATA[<p>前女友什么的最讨厌了。<img src="http://public.blogbus.com/biaoqing/nownow/13.gif" border="0" alt="" /></p><!--sp--><div class="addfav"><br />收藏到：<span class= "delicious"><a href="http://delicious.com/save?url=http%3A%2F%2Fvirusdoll.blogbus.com%2Flogs%2F74015830.html&title=2010-08-30">Del.icio.us</a></span></div><br /><br /><div class="sysmsg"><b><a href="http://www.blogbus.com" target="_blank">博客大巴，你的个人传媒早班车</a></b></div><br /><br />]]></description>
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   <pubDate>Mon, 30 Aug 2010 15:34:49 +0800</pubDate>
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   <title>2010-07-25 16:35:19</title>
   <description><![CDATA[<p>我梦到X死了，这之后我若无其事的跟Y一起看电影，Y是我和X还活着时一块认识的朋友，我们俩并肩坐在一个空教室里看最前排对面墙上的投影仪，没人说话，也没人谈起X的死。后来一个似乎是老师的戴眼镜的瘦男人进来，他说：教室要上课，请你们出去。于是我和Y换了另一个教室，奇怪的是比起之前空荡荡的那个，这个似乎挤得只容得下我们两个人。我们谁也没有动，但暗地里开始相互磨蹭各自的肩膀，然后我们断断续续的谈到X的死，似乎没有人为这件事难过。Y开始用手指摸我的眼睛，我们的脸挨得非常近，他的手开始朝下移，仍然非常轻，最后停在我胸口的位置，他开始用手指最上端凸起的一小块地方确认我的乳房的轮廓，没有接触，像从事某个严肃的工作。我俩谁都没有想要做爱的意思，虽然他在这样做时我感到舒服，所以并没有反抗。Y对我说：X好像死了。我说：哦，是吧。这之后我就同Y分开了，同时，我决定将再不见他。这时我想到了X，他应该已经死了好几天了，可能是两天，或者比这更短的时间。与此同时我突然开始意识&ldquo;X已经死了&rdquo;这句话本身的意思，仿佛在这之前我从来没有思考过。我开始像一个疯女人一样在马路边上大叫X的名字</p><!--sp--><div class="addfav"><br />收藏到：<span class= "delicious"><a href="http://delicious.com/save?url=http%3A%2F%2Fvirusdoll.blogbus.com%2Flogs%2F70406071.html&title=2010-07-25+16%3A35%3A19">Del.icio.us</a></span></div><br /><br /><div class="sysmsg"><b><a href="http://www.blogbus.com" target="_blank">博客大巴，你的个人传媒早班车</a></b></div><br /><br />]]></description>
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   <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2010 16:11:43 +0800</pubDate>
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   <description><![CDATA[吴小初，你要什么时候才能变好。<br /><br /><!--sp--><div class="addfav"><br />收藏到：<span class= "delicious"><a href="http://delicious.com/save?url=http%3A%2F%2Fvirusdoll.blogbus.com%2Flogs%2F69657622.html&title=2010-07-18">Del.icio.us</a></span></div><br /><br /><div class="sysmsg"><b><a href="http://www.blogbus.com" target="_blank">博客大巴，你的个人传媒早班车</a></b></div><br /><br />]]></description>
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   <pubDate>Sun, 18 Jul 2010 20:44:24 +0800</pubDate>
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