PSPer’s psp game blog

Today I did not go to study . 

I went to KTV with my high school mates and ate the dinner with my relatives .
 

So high!
 
In the afternoon…

We went to THYT for singing .

Zxj(Pz) is in the another room which is on the upstairs.

And PY is there too.

(I did not know about others in that room.)

We have long time no see really.

When I went out their room…

I happenen to see my middle school mate…

My “master”…

Also long time no see .

On the other hand…

We sang many Mayday’s songs and played PSP in the rented room.

So high!

In the evening , the relatives come to my house .

We had the family reunion dinner .

There was much delicious food cook by my parents .

I think they must be very tired today .

They had been busy a whole day .

So high!
 
Wish good luck!

PS:

This was a croweded street .

So many poeple heve thier own secrets .

There was steam on the windows .

The matters happened in the past will be hidden .

The heavy rain was returned by your facial expression …

The lane was so winding .

We could not go back into the story .

Those days will not happen again .

Some words become fragmentary .

I was lonely in the silence room with the blank memory .

Maybe there was a distance between the two chairs on which we ever sit in the cinema .

I had no rivals in love…

And played chess with myself .

I have not written down something about you minutely in time .

I want to describe the feeling how I love you…

But you had left with just a smile .

My feeling had been so terrible .

I had been saving all things with the effort .

I did not give you the sense that you should be considerated .

With a lovely feelings , you ever made a wish .

But the dream was forgot gradually by me .

I neglected it that you just wanted to accompanied .

At last , I knew…

You were so tired with me in the past days .

You had teared some times for me quietly and you become too weak .

You had a hard time .

And my heart have broken .

I have known clearly that your beauity really does not belong to me .

Forever!

End…
 

So High…

Today is a fucking rainy day! Damn! The day keep raining for the whole day!
I hate raining just as I hate English!
However how deeply I hate English  I still have to learn this damn thing just like even it’s raining hard I still have to walk home. While I was walking home, I have to hold my backpack in front of me because the zipper of my backpack has broken, and I don’t want my stuff to get wet.
You know what, it is feeling so fucking while you are walking on the mountain road and holding your huggggggge backpack in forint of you because when you are going up, you will feel that you are being staved by your heavy backpack.
Damn! Damn! Damn! Gosh!
I hope that it will not raining again tomorrow!

Today I skipped the cook training again, just because I had a second mock exam in today’s chem class.
I was feeling so tired today cuz I studied a lot yesterday night and I had to get branch of the stuff done for today’s chem.

If you know me very well, that you can not imagine that I have become a chem guy from a history guy …
As everybody knows, I am pretty bad on science and math, the only subject which can make me feeling proud is Chinese, I mean it also is the most useless one for me in Vancouver.
Anyway, Chinese still is the most favourable subject for me.

During today’s English class, I have a “paper bag” presentation. Even though I haven’t prepared it for too much time, I still did it very well in the class and the teacher said she likes my presentation which make me felt very happy.

By the way, I am reading the book which is called ” the jade peony” and written by Wayson Choy for my English in those days. Actually this book is pretty bored, but I am interested in one of the character in the book who is called Junk Sum because he is GAYNESS in the book. You cannot image that the school is so open here that they will let the students study a book who contain a gay character in it …

    Today is the second day in my spring break. I am so relaxed in these two days. No school, no homeworks, no tests, no quizs, everything in my holiday are wonderful.
   
    Even so, but something have made me in trouble, I mean that I can’t go to summer school to study grade 10 English. This is a big promble for me. I mean if I can’t study grade 10 English in summer school during this summer that I can’t study grade 11 English when next term begin.
   
    I remember that Mrs Lathigee have told me that if I don’t finish grade 9 English here, no schools will accept me to study grade 10 Eglish that’s why I can’t study grade 10 English in this summer. That made me so sad, because it mean I must spend one more year to study English and I can’t go to university until I have finished my English study. Therefore I really can’t finish my grade 12 English next year, it mean I can’t go back to China next year. You know, I really miss my friends, my relatives and everything in China. Vancouver is really a good place, but it is so bored for me. I am not an old person, the life here isn’t fit me, I always think that my life should be more colorful.
   
    Even though, I still have to think about it, I mean I must go to summer school during this summer time. I am going to summer to ask them to give me a chance for my study. I am not a person who like wasting time.

These days I wallowed in a psp game which was called “Tai Gu Da Ren”.

Its tableau is so colourful and it is very easy for me to play.

You know, I am not a game player.

I always be a loser when I play game with my friends.

This easy game really fit for me!

Here you are some funny pictures, if you like them, you can save it as your wallpaper.

it happened last year.i rember it was november and that day was very cold.

when i came clasroom.my teacher hasn’t came in.so i started to play PSP.but when class was beginning i still played .i think i was so indulging in the game that i forgot it was on class.suddenly, a voice came into my ears.doctor found my psp and he planed to confiscate it .he asked teacher yang to call my father for my breaking .i still unhappy now when i remember it.

but thank goodness,ELI helped me and nothing serious.thank you ,ELI.
 

If you are Chinese, you probably know QQ. I have a blog in QQ, and I wrote quite a few diaries there. But to get to know more people from all over the world, I am willing to open a blog here, to let anyone that interests in making friends with me to know more about me. First of all, let me introduce myself briefly.

My English name is Psper, a graduate from Guangdong University of Business Studies. I am currently a senior, but I will be officially graduated later in June. Since there is not much stuff to do in school, except graduation thesis, I am quite free so far. I had been working for a Spanish foreign trade company for a few months, but I quit because I found the job boring to me, and the worst is I couldn’t give my ability to full play. Therefore, for this past two months, I have been staying at home, doing whatever I want. On my spare time, I will go online chatting with friends on QQ or MSN, study English or Japanese for fun, do some reading on American culture, business management, whatever, or play PSP, watch TV.

If you had seen my first diary here, you would know that I am applying to go US by fiance visa. My boyfriend is an American, very thoughtful and smart guy that cares me very very much. I love him, and hopefully I will get the fiance visa a few months later. (The whole application procedure takes about 10 months)

I like making friends from all over the world. I will appreciate it if you leave me some comments after reading. Thanks for your time

 How beautiful it was, falling so silently all day long, all night long, on the mountains, on the meadows, on the roofs of the living, on the graves of the dead!

All white save the river, that marked its course by a winding black line across the landscape; and the leafless trees, that against the leaden sky now revealed more fully the wonderful beauty and intricacies of their branches.
What silence, too, came with the snow, and what seclusion! Every sound was muffled, every noise changed to something soft and musical. uUlsda E
 
No more tramping hoofs, no more rattling wheels!
 

Only the chiming of sleigh-bells, beating as swift and merrily as the hearts of children.

I live in Hollywood. You may think people in such a glamorous, fun-filled place are happier than others. If so, you have some mistaken ideas about the nature of happiness. u<`da E intelligent people still equate happiness with fun. The truth is that fun and happiness have little or nothing in common. Fun is what we experience during an act. Happiness is what we experience after an act. It is a deeper, more abiding emotion.

Going to an amusement park or ball game, watching a movie or television, are fun activities that help us relax, temporarily forget our problems and maybe even laugh. But they do not bring happiness, because their positive effects end when the fun ends.
I have often thought that if Hollywood stars have a role to play, it is to teach us that happiness has nothing to do with fun. These rich, beautiful individuals have constant access to glamorous parties, fancy cars, expensive homes, everything that spells “happiness”. u<`E

But in memoir after memoir, celebrities reveal the unhappiness hidden beneath all their fun: depression, alcoholism, drug addiction, broken marriages, troubled children, profound loneliness.

The way people cling to the belief that a fun-filled, pain-free life equates happiness actually diminishes their chances of ever attaining real happiness. If fun and pleasure are equated with happiness, then pain must be equated with unhappiness. But, in fact, the opposite is true: More times than not, things that lead to happiness involve some pain. @UUlsC|3.

As a result, many people avoid the very endeavors that are the source of true happiness. They fear the pain inevitably brought by such things as marriage, raising children, professional achievement, religious commitment, civic or charitable work, and self-improvement.
 

The other day chatting on MSN for the first time with a Canadian, Casara, a friend i got to know from a blog community, I really learned a lot and knew more about myself.

It feels so good, cuz she ’s always teaching me new things, I can feel what’s real english. Here are part of the random chat history I wuld like to share with u and hope u can learn sth from her words.

Ksera*Sera say:

guess what!!!

Daniel Tsang say:

what

Ksera*Sera say:

2morow i have off

Ksera*Sera say:

all day!

Ksera*Sera say:

im pretty stoked                                  what does ” stoked” means?

Ksera*Sera say:

lol

Daniel Tsang say:

u know it’s my first time to chat on msn with friends abroad

Ksera*Sera say:

really?

Ksera*Sera say:

wicked stuff                                                          wicked???

……..

Daniel Tsang say:

really freaking out

Ksera*Sera say:

what ones??

Daniel Tsang say:

uh… all about administrative managment…like china politcs, economics of finance, accounting

Daniel Tsang say:

things like that

Ksera*Sera say:

omg!

Daniel Tsang say:

but i don’t like them

Ksera*Sera say:

i wouldnt survive                                                             this is cool !!!!

Ksera*Sera say:

i couldnt even handle them

Daniel Tsang say:

yep, they are so tough

………..

Some people may want to know what kind of person I am, ok, I am not hiding myself this time. Take off my mask, and let the real me show.

1, I am skinny, not tall enough to be tall, like a monkey if asked what kind of animal looks like me best. Not that I ate little, but I just can’t easily gain weight how much I ate. Maybe the main reason for this is my brain is too energy-consuming.

2, Basically, I am a slacker, always piling up tons of work to meet a tight deadline. Tired of studying complex subjects about science, I am much into languages, English or ancient Chinese. I like reading poems but can’t write by myself.

3, I like different styles of music, can sing but can’t dance. I am good at calligraphy, used to be a good player of basketball.

4, I am quiet and not confident enough to be a real man.

5, I am an escapist; I don’t even want to think about my future career, what I am going to do tomorrow. So I am always forced to do sth.

6, I have made it a bad habit leaving the laundry of today for tomorrow.

7, I am born a strayer, I don’t belong home. But deep down I love home more than anything else in this world.

8, I don’t love merely for sex, I tend to love for love.

9, I can easily fall in love with someone, hardly get over someone.

Confessing is like killing myself, having to face up to who I really am deep down. Now the old me is killed, and a new me is born.