Mấy thằng 12 toán này dỗi hơi ,hết việc rồi hay sao mà lên đây tán chuyện
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Mấy thằng 12 toán này dỗi hơi ,hết việc rồi hay sao mà lên đây tán chuyện
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Lúc đầu tớ nghĩ thằng Cửng nó viết sai.Gửi bởi Meohoang
Hôm sau,quyết định dùng google kiểm tra lại.
Hóa ra nó nói đúng các cậu ạ.
Phải viết là "dỗi hơi" chứ không phải "rỗi hơi";"giỗi hơi";"zỗi hơi";"jỗi hơi";...
Ấy là Google-->công cụ kiểm tra lỗi chính tả.Bảo thế.
thằng Hưng cửng dạo này nó sao ấy nhi? ae vào đây tán chuyện cho vui chứ sao mà bảo rỗi hơi ? may` bận việc gì thì vô đây là gì ?
trời ơi, anh chị em đi đâu hết cả rùi,đang bận ôn thi đến nỗi ko có thời gian lên mạng nyữa cơ àh , thằng hòa béo đâu , vô dây điểm danh nhanh, vào tan chuyện cho tao con đọc nữa chú
1 ) Ai dà , ko ngờ bao ngày gặp lại mà bạn Hòa thân vẫn văn thơ lai láng chảy tứ tung thế
Quả thật tâm ý bạn Hòa thân làm tớ cảm động suýt khóc :20:
2 ) Nhưng mà bạn bảo tớ " ngày ngày chỉ biết ngắm bùng binh giải khuây " là ko hiểu căn cứ vào đâu ta ( hay là suy bụng ta ra bụng người , mà trường BK toàn con trai cơ mà nhỉ , ko hiểu bạn hòa ngắm " bùng binh" nào ta :24: )
3 ) " Nhưng mà với những người khó tính như bạn Hoàng Già....cũng nhận xét là Nea không phải loại người mà nam nhân nhìn thấy là phải bỏ chạy " <~ hình như ngày xưa bạn Hoàng già cứ nhìn thấy tớ là bỏ chạy thì phải :brows:
4) Bạn Tú bao dung độ lượng thì tớ biết lâu rồi nhưng mà tớ chưa đến giai đoạn " gian nan đầy thử thách " , thôi thì tớ nhường suất của tớ cho mấy bạn " nam nhân nhìn thấy phải bỏ chạy " :9:
5) Mấy câu cuối thì ghê quá tớ ko dám bình loạn vào nữa , lúc đấy đang ăn mì tôm mà suýt sặc :
6) Thi cử chán kinh lên được ( nhỡ mà dừng học nhờ :eek: , chắc die luôn )
7) Hôm nào lớp mình Lệ Quyên làm 1 buổi off ở HN đi , nhớ lớp phết =) ( ah mà thi xong đã nhá )
Trung ní nói cứ thế nào í, làm j có vụ cafe nào. Ăn bánh chuối uống trà đá thì may ra :9:
( thông cảm tớ con nhà nghèo :9: )
Mà nghi lắm cái vụ Hòa thân với Hoàng già :eek: ( danger wa)
( Mr Thành Thực hết cái post rồi à mà post cái truyện đó, con gái lớp mình toàn người nhẹ nhàng nhạy cảm mà :9: )
Đây là bài hát mới nhất của tớ với Hoàng Già,tớ là người đệm piano,còn Hoàng Già là người hát chính.Xin mời đón nghe.Kekekekkee
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Lần sửa cuối bởi hoaln, ngày 14-05-2007 lúc 04:57 PM.
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hết cái để bó rùi lên chẳng biết bó cái gì nữa
The Teachings of Don Juan
I am going to teach you the secrets that make up the lot of a man of knowledge. You will have to make a very deep commitment because the training is long and arduous.
A man goes to knowledge as he goes to war, wide awake, with fear, with respect, and with absolute assurance. Going to knowledge or going to war in any other manner is a mistake, and whoever makes it will live to regret his steps.
When a man has fulfilled those four requisites there are no mistakes for which he will have to account; under such conditions his acts lose the blundering quality of a fool's acts. If such a man fails, or suffers a defeat, he will have lost only a battle, and there will be no pitiful regrets over that.
* * *
A man of knowledge is one who has followed truthfully the hardships of learning, a man who has, without rushing or without faltering, gone as far as he can in unraveling the secrets of power and knowledge. To become a man of knowledge one must challenge and defeat his four natural enemies.
When a man starts to learn, he is never clear about his objectives. His purpose is faulty; his intent is vague. He hopes for rewards that will never materialize for he knows nothing of the hardships of learning.
He slowly begins to learn--bit by bit at first, then in big chunks. And his thoughts soon clash. What he learns is never what he pictured, or imagined, and so he begins to be afraid. Learning is never what one expects. Every step of learning is a new task, and the fear the man is experiencing begins to mount mercilessly, unyieldingly. His purpose becomes a battlefield.
And thus he has stumbled upon the first of his natural enemies: fear! A terrible enemy--treacherous, and difficult to overcome. It remains concealed at every turn of the way, prowling, waiting. And if the man, terrified in its presence, runs away, his enemy will have put an end to his quest and he will never learn. He will never become a man of knowledge. He will perhaps be a bully, or a harmless, scared man; at any rate, he will be a defeated man. His first enemy will have put an end to his cravings.
It is not possible for a man to abandon himself to fear for years, then finally conquer it. If he gives in to fear he will never conquer it, because he will shy away from learning and never try again. But if he tries to learn for years in the midst of his fear, he will eventually conquer it because he will never have really abandoned himself to it.
Therefore he must not run away. He must defy his fear, and in spite of it he must take the next step in learning, and the next, and the next. He must be fully afraid, and yet he must not stop. That is the rule! And a moment will come when his first enemy retreats. The man begins to feel sure of himself. His intent becomes stronger. Learning is no longer a terrifying task.
When this joyful moment comes, the man can say without hesitation that he has defeated his first natural enemy. It happens little by little, and yet the fear is vanquished suddenly and fast. Once a man has vanquished fear, he is free from it for the rest of his life because, instead of fear, he has acquired clarity--a clarity of mind which erases fear. By then a man knows his desires; he knows how to satisfy those desires. He can anticipate the new steps of learning and a sharp clarity surrounds everything. The man feels that nothing is concealed.
And thus he has encountered his second enemy: Clarity! That clarity of mind, which is so hard to obtain, dispels fear, but also blinds. It forces the man never to doubt himself. It gives him the assurance he can do anything he pleases, for he sees clearly into everything. And he is courageous because he is clear, and he stops at nothing because he is clear. But all that is a mistake; it is like something incomplete. If the man yields to this make-believe power, he has succumbed to his second enemy and will be patient when he should rush. And he will fumble with learning until he winds up incapable of learning anything more. His second enemy has just stopped him cold from trying to become a man of knowledge. Instead, the man may turn into a buoyant warrior, or a clown. Yet the clarity for which he has paid so dearly will never change to darkness and fear again. He will be clear as long as he lives, but he will no longer learn, or yearn for, anything.
He must do what he did with fear: he must defy his clarity and use it only to see, and wait patiently and measure carefully before taking new steps; he must think, above all, that his clarity is almost a mistake. And a moment will come when he will understand that his clarity was only a point before his eyes. And thus he will have overcome his second enemy, and will arrive at a position where nothing can harm him anymore. This will not be a mistake. It will not be only a point before his eyes. It will be true power.
He will know at this point that the power he has been pursuing for so long is finally his. He can do with it whatever he pleases. His ally is at his command. His wish is the rule. He sees all that is around him. But he has also come across his third enemy: Power!
Power is the strongest of all enemies. And naturally the easiest thing to do is to give in; after all, the man is truly invincible. He commands; he begins by taking calculated risks, and ends in making rules, because he is a master.
A man at this stage hardly notices his third enemy closing in on him. And suddenly, without knowing, he will certainly have lost the battle. His enemy will have turned him into a cruel, capricious man, but he will never lose his clarity or his power.
A man who is defeated by power dies without really knowing how to handle it. Power is only a burden upon his fate. Such a man has no command over himself, and cannot tell when or how to use his power.
Once one of these enemies overpowers a man there is nothing he can do. It is not possible, for instance, that a man who is defeated by power may see his error and mend his ways. Once a man gives in he is through. If, however, he is temporarily blinded by power, and then refuses it, his battle is still on. That means he is still trying to become a man of knowledge. A man is defeated only when he no longer tries, and abandons himself.
He has to come to realize that the power he has seemingly conquered is in reality never his. He must keep himself in line at all times, handling carefully and faithfully all that he has learned. If he can see that clarity and power, without his control over himself, are worse than mistakes, he will reach a point where everything is held in check. He will know then when and how to use his power. And thus he will have defeated his third enemy.
The man will be, by then, at the end of his journey of learning, and almost without warning he will come upon the last of his enemies: Old age! This enemy is the cruelest of all, the one he won't be able to defeat completely, but only fight away.
This is the time when a man has no more fears, no more impatient clarity of mind--a time when all his power is in check, but also the time when he has an unyielding desire to rest. If he gives in totally to his desire to lie down and forget, if he soothes himself in tiredness, he will have lost his last round, and his enemy will cut him down into a feeble old creature. His desire to retreat will overrule all his clarity, his power, and his knowledge.
But if the man sloughs off his tiredness, and lives his fate though, he can then be called a man of knowledge, if only for the brief moment when he succeeds in fighting off his last, invincible enemy. That moment of clarity, power, and knowledge is enough.
Lần sửa cuối bởi hoaln, ngày 16-05-2007 lúc 09:31 PM.
Anything is one of a million paths. Therefore you must always keep in mind that a path is only a path; if you feel you should not follow it, you must not stay with it under any conditions. To have such clarity you must lead a disciplined life. Only then will you know that any path is only a path and there is no affront, to oneself or to others, in dropping it if that is what your heart tells you to do. But your decision to keep on the path or to leave it must be free of fear or ambition. I warn you. Look at every path closely and deliberately. Try it as many times as you think necessary.
This question is one that only a very old man asks. Does this path have a heart? All paths are the same: they lead nowhere. They are paths going through the bush, or into the bush. In my own life I could say I have traversed long long paths, but I am not anywhere. Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn't, it is of no use. Both paths lead nowhere; but one has a heart, the other doesn't. One makes for a joyful journey; as long as you follow it, you are one with it. The other will make you curse your life. One makes you strong; the other weakens you.
Before you embark on any path ask the question: Does this path have a heart? If the answer is no, you will know it, and then you must choose another path. The trouble is nobody asks the question; and when a man finally realizes that he has taken a path without a heart, the path is ready to kill him. At that point very few men can stop to deliberate, and leave the path. A path without a heart is never enjoyable. You have to work hard even to take it. On the other hand, a path with heart is easy; it does not make you work at liking it.
I have told you that to choose a path you must be free from fear and ambition. The desire to learn is not ambition. It is our lot as men to want to know.
The path without a heart will turn against men and destroy them. It does not take much to die, and to seek death is to seek nothing.
For me there is only the traveling on the paths that have a heart, on any path that may have a heart. There I travel, and the only worthwhile challenge for me is to traverse its full length. And there I travel--looking, looking, breathlessly.
http://www.prismagems.com/castaneda/donjuan1.html
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Lớp mình có thằng nào nghe rock ko? hôm trước co ai đi xem ở Giảng Võ không, lít rưỡi một vé, mình đang sv ( sạch ví ) nên ko có điều kiện. chán thiệt.
tại sao moi người thường gọi con gái la bóng hồng nhỉ , sao ko gọi la bóng xanh hay bóng vàng hay ..... la cứ phải là bóng hồng
mày ẩm hay đơ mà hỏi những câu ngu ngơ thế hả? hay là thần kinh có vấn đề j rồi .....
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