Born to make you happy

在家蹲了两周，生活中滋生着慵懒，空气中弥漫着闲散。

案头依旧堆着积压了n年的任务，开题报告，信封，A3纸。。。。

懒得想，懒得看，懒得动。

于是用金箍棒在坐窗前划下方寸，二郎腿，盘腿，任我肆意“打坐”

cd机呼拉呼拉的转，耳脉里哇啦哇啦的唱，华语，英语，日语，鸟语

眼前掠过一行行一页页，宗教，爱情，权利，革命，战争，明枪暗箭，尔虞我诈。。。。

这个世界蛮有那么点意思，难道不是么？

ps:

深刻体验一点：馋和懒是充分必要关系，不相信证明下。

家教，车夫，闲逛，“老年活动”

充分延展着自己，不断的角色变换，尽情使坏。

于是，这头家教小弟弟支吾了声“嘎嘎哥哥”，一个满脸横肉面容枯槁的小老头顿时返老还童，焕发无限活力，

那头司机姜师傅干净利落的变了条车道，后车气势汹汹杀至，与本车保持相对静止，一个气焰嚣张的小册老摇下车窗

用标准的国骂一路伺候直至依依分别，·#￥%……—*余音绕梁，意犹未尽。一头雾水，权当无视。

这头每秒对周围异性造成50%伤害的黄九日大开爱情课堂，那头和初中同学打打球，和高中兄弟们吃吃饭超超机

老同学碰面，嘻嘻哈哈，龇牙咧嘴，千姿百态。鄙人“虎”驱一震，闪腰了。。。。

楚河汉界两端对峙着象棋里的将与帅，生活中的快乐与无奈，乌托邦和社会主义现代化。

备课去了，明天继续去毁人不倦。

最近狂听Carly Simon，仅仅喜欢这种folk的感觉

很喜欢这段AL Pacino的inch by inch, 一步步地奋斗着，以此为那些和我一起在奋斗的同僚们以共勉

I don't know what to say really.   
Three minutes                                                   
to the biggest battle of our professional lives          
all comes down to today.                                    
Either we heal as a team                                     
or we are going to crumble.                                 
Inch by inch                                                    
play by play                                                    
till we're finished.                                              
We are in hell right now, gentlemen                      
believe me                                                        

and we can stay here                                        
and get the shit kicked out of us                         
or   we can fight our way                                   
back into the light.                                            
We can climb out of hell.                                    
One inch, at a time.                                           

Now I can't do it for you.                                              
I'm too old.                                                                
I look around and I see these young faces                       
and I think                                                                 
I mean                                                                      
I made every wrong choice a middle age man could make.   

I pissed away all my money                                          
believe it or not.                                                        
I chased off anyone who has ever loved me.                   
And lately,                                                                
I can't even stand the face I see in the mirror.                

You know when you get old in life                                 
things get taken from you.                                           
That's, that's part of life.                                             
But, you only learn that when you start losing stuff.         
You find out that life is just a game of inches.                
So is football.                                                            
Because in either game life or football                            
the margin for error is so small.                                   

I mean                                                                   
one half step too late or to early                                 
you don't quite make it.                                             
One half second too slow or too fast                           
and you don't quite catch it.                                    
The inches we need are everywhere around us.            

every minute, every second..                                      
On this team, we fight for that inch                              
On this team, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us 
to pieces for that inch.                                               
We CLAW with our finger nails for that inch.                   
Cause we know                                                         
when we add up all those inches                                  
that's going to make the fucking difference                    
between WINNING and LOSING                                     
between LIVING and DYING.                                        

I'll tell you this                                                                  
in any fight                                                                      
it is the guy who is willing to die who is going to win that inch.   
And I know if I am going to have any life anymore

it is because, I am still willing to fight, and die for that inch       
because that is what LIVING is.                                           
The six inches in front of your face.                                     
..........

This is our time，no regret~~加油！！