How much of our life do we spend trying to recapture fleeting and lost moments? The moment when the heart skips a beat...... the moment when we were unbelievably happy...... that moment of heightened anticipation......that moment when the heart melts without your knowing......
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最近在玩数字游戏。
加入人类灵魂工程师这一行之前，从不知，工作范围原来也包括玩数字。不知这和教育有何关。 原来无论哪一行，都脱离不了被数字操纵的命运。
加加减减，这里改改，那里修修。看着数字的升升降降。玩到来，就是很犯贱。
感觉，在出卖灵魂。
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Have you ever been stopped in your tracks when you hear faint strains of a melody? It may be the chorus, or even just the opening chords...... the familiar strains opening a flood of emotions......
Walked past a Mac the other night...... and heard the strains of a familiar song...... it stopped me there and then...... a vice tightening around the heart.... trying to place the name...... the feeling......
l'll make a wish for you...... and hope it will come true......
It's an old, old song...... one that I haven't heard for a long, long time...... it's one of those songs in my life...... the ones that might get buried over time...... the ones that I don't listen to because of the stories that they hold... the little piece of my past that takes too much energy to face day to day......the waves of emotions they arouse so strong that it's painful...... so that when I do hear them by accident, it's like tearing a plaster off a wound that may have closed but haven't actually healed......
The theme song of Casper...... I still remember the quote from the film......
If I say I love you, can I keep you forever?
There's this song titled "the song remembers when"...... even if the whole world has forgotten, the song remembers when......
Too often...... the songs that form the soundtrack of our life...... they aren't just familiar songs...... they contain stories...... and they act as keys...... welcome or unwelcome...... unlocking memories we left lying in the dust......things we thought we've forgotten...... they are our little lockets of time...... the scary thing is nowadays...... you never know when you'll happen across a melody......and the memories come flooding back...... no matter if you're ready for it or not......
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最近被朋友指责患了老人痴呆，不是忘了带钱就是落了手机。本来还愤愤不平。哪有？偶尔忘记东西而已嘛。
但，这两天真的不得不承认。自己的记忆，确实是越来越差了。昨天一连两次拿了错的卷子进班。第一次把试卷一当试卷二来发，发了一半忽然发现才匆忙收回。第二次把D班的卷子拿进I班发，在发前被学生发现。进第三个班时，已有所闻的学生“热心”地跑上前来说帮我查卷，以免老师当三次的糊涂蛋。这几个早上，更是早早提醒自己要带东西，拿了出来放好在椅子上，出门时却忘了放进包包。结果，东西往往就乖乖地待在房间的椅子上。到了学校不是被人追着要。就是自己急着要时恨不得自己多生个脑袋好让自己敲碎来解愤。
其实，最近感觉在改完卷后，有些松懈，倦怠。几晚该开始写研究预案，却懒懒的，早早上床补眠。本来紧绷的情绪，对一切都不再那么关切。只是在把一些在改卷时累积的琐碎事，一点一点地解决。
也许因为如此，最近的日子都过得有些平淡。
这样淡淡的，迷迷糊糊地过日子，其实也蛮开心的。
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