我的天

歪打正着，继成为了blogger（博客）以后，居然成为了PJ（播客）。

一向认为自己的声音简直不堪入耳，自己都觉得恶心。但却喜欢唱歌，特别是外文的，我也不知道为什么，老是觉得中文的太难唱，或者根本无法超越。

之所以会成为其实，也是拜中国把spymac的主页空间又block了，不知道是长宽搞的鬼还是中国的绿色长城又在起作用。反正现在，我是上不了http://xrspook.spymac.com了，所以主页的音乐也无法听到，因为它的地址是http://xrspook.spymac.net/Season in the Sun.wma 也很奇怪，我用右键另存为一时可以保存，还很快，一时则不可以。不是网络忙碌不忙碌的问题，因为通常是第一次保存可以，我关掉了，第二次接着再试就不行了。

发现http://xrspook.spymac.com虽然速度快，但靠不住了。所以另觅新地方放我的歌。也搞笑，居然找到了Yahoo! 地球村就是http://cn.geocities.yahoo.com/，哈哈，不是说Yahoo的geocities是在中国上不了要用代理才行的吗？居然地球村是有中文的！就意味着应该有很多中国人用啦！操作很简单，有15000000 字节的存储空间，设置简直就是傻瓜式，于是搞了个http://cn.geocities.com/xrspook/，但很可惜还是要用代理才可以上。这样麻烦的操作，就是我放弃了好多外国大型主站空间的原因。

于是找到了播客天下，最大最受欢迎的中国播客网站、电台网站。The Most popular Podcast,broadcast website。开始以为自己没有注册，原来发现已经去过了。然后恍然大悟，原来那个就是不久前注册了，但发现要用经验值才能上传，然后被我放一边的东西。好麻烦，100K=1点经验，否则就要购买，不过它的条件也好优厚，上传的东西1年后才会删掉。现在恰逢它说鼓励播客播日记：播日记就送100点经验！，我日记有的是，就是没有音频。

于是就开始着手行动。然后居然发现了自己真是个傻瓜。以前一直以为自己机子的Microphone是坏的，无论我换多少个microphone都没有反应。但原来是自己的一些默认设置玩了自己。至于我如何攻破，详细请看：终于可以录音了 :: 我的天

于是就开始用AvRack录制，因为觉得好像它比Windows自带的录音机好一点，起码杂音没有那么明显，而且也没有时间限制。一口气录了三个。然后就开始找自己以前注册了的放歌空间，惊讶发现，原来伴奏MP3下载基地-歌友翻唱-音乐天地-中国原创音乐风是个好地方，居然从前的歌没有被删掉，而且打开的速度可以说是惊人。不过它只有2个月的试用期，过期后就不能修改，但也不会把你删掉，也就是东西就留在那里。这简直就有很大空子给我钻嘛！虽然只有16MB，多申请几个不就行了。我在那里的主页就是http://245062.musicchina.net/，也喜欢那里的简约快捷。

然后就把录好的东西贴到http://www.imboke.com/myradio.asp?uid=xrspook就是那个PJ电台。在那个电台发表了两篇东东，都是我在这里的日至：

“代沟”能改变 :: 我的天 搞了两个音频，一个是广州话，一个是普通话，读的是同一段话。
音频：
1.广州话：下载   在线收听
2.普通话：下载   在线收听

Generation Gap can be Changed (for presentation on Thursday) :: 我的天
一个英文音频：下载   在线收听

发觉原来自己的声音也不是太恶心，虽然不及斌斌但也不至于不堪入耳，特别是自己熟悉的广州话，多少还有一点味，就是对microphone的掌握控制还不到家，所以就出现了偶然爆音的现象。如果以后有时间，其实做PJ也挺好的。用空去去：
http://www.imboke.com/myradio.asp?uid=xrspook
或者http://245062.musicchina.net/吧。

到最后，发现根本就不用再烦恼什么上传的问题，因为http://www.musicchina.net/里的空间已经足够，现在已经把这里的背景歌曲换成了那里的链接。不知道这个链接能熬多少，起码现在不错吧。

做PJ的感觉其实还蛮不错的嘛。

熟悉我的朋友会不会有点惊讶？我居然在星期四的烂日记是中文！应该是英文的啊！应该是在学校用纸和笔写的啊！但偏偏不是，我现在是坐在电脑前完成我今天的著作。 因为SCAU明天要搞水运会，而水运会又不关我事，所以对于我们这些普通的老百姓，就可以逃之夭夭了！就是说，这个星期，我们放3天，半个五一假期（这是一个同学的表述）。不过时运不齐，晚上还要上“建筑美学与建筑欣赏”结果只有在下课9：05PM才能逃回家。不过能在自己的blog生日的时候来庆祝一下，已经很不错了。

本来今天早上上机课的时候就应该把前几天的日志发表了，但是可恶的老师居然迟迟不开通网络，直到我把日记打完，开始做我的的上机模拟试题的时候她才开，当时看到试题就什么都感觉不到了，哪里知道网络有没有开。于是错过了在学校上机发布的机会。

下个星期的电脑上机课要做一个小测验，就是用那个可恶的考试软件。限时是100分钟。我只做了40多分钟，做完了Windows, Word, Excel的所有操作和PowerPoint的部分操作，还有一个网络操作和30道选择题。感觉不是太臭，起码我的女同学们做了几乎60分钟也只做到Word或者Excel，不过Word的部分是最多的，难是不难，就是无聊麻烦。不过尽管如此，也要问了两个问题，不知道到下次小测验的时候能不能问问题：）

下午的游泳课是我最帅的时刻，不是因为我的body shape特别好，或者说我游泳特别厉害，因为我又做了恶作剧，使这次和老师在水里的第二次“交锋”得胜。我们可恶的网球老师就爱向我们推水，但我不怕，因为带了泳镜，而他没有，无论如何都是我占上风。首先要说回上次游泳课，他向一个女生推水，我挺身而出，跟他作对，于是他就一边挡水，一边推水向我靠近，目的很简单，就是为了把我的泳镜扯下来，但你聪明我也不傻，我的力量虽不如他，但绝对不是好欺负的。他马上就来到了，一手抓住我的一只手，另一只手准备扯我的泳镜，就在这时候，我一手伸过去，抓住了他套在脖子上的哨子，而且他还没有扯成功，我就开始用力扯，于是上一次的交锋，他以“不玩了”然后放开我的手结束。这次的经历差不多，他又向女生推水，我又挺身而出，结果又是互扯的过程，这次结果更加美妙，我把他脖子上的哨子的绳子干脆扯断了，记过他就推开几步，说“你是不是想打架！”我也不怕，就装作傲慢地对他说“打就打”，然后他居然退缩了，说“跟你不好玩，不玩了”，然后突然潜下水底，我以为他水上不行，然后偷袭，于是下去看看，原来他要找回他的哨子，难怪他说不玩了。哈哈哈哈，大获全胜，不过还要有所准备，以防他下次再来，如果他下次不戴哨子，我应该用什么招数呢？总不能扯裤子吧，我不是那么什么什么的人。看来要学几招云手之类的东西了。

故事说完了，想一想当年吧，一年前的今天，我刚考完高考，然后去了书店，买了心爱的两本书，然后回到家接到了很不愿意的家教电话，然后开始了我的天。写下了：

所有的事情似乎都是一眨眼，若不是已经有了如此多的日志，我可能现在还在幻想，我还是那个刚考完高考的自由人。

blog不知不觉，一年了，也不舍不弃地和BlogBus同甘共苦。我会继续下去，我的天和BlogBus共同成长。在满一周岁的日子，大家庆祝一下，来个蛋糕，在来些礼物：

 
生日快乐！
Happy Birthday!
¡Felices Cumpleaños!

Have known the topic of Chinese this entrance examination is "Comermoration", I remember or remind a lot. What I should commemorate? This days I always made myself remember somehing, though it’s just a blurred one. In some ways, I do commemoration for such a long time.

Remember the thing I should remember, I won’t forget that experience this time at last year. Our classmates liked to bring up the topic about that. You know, it’s a very brave one and also a shame one. Someone will grieve about it, however, I’m another type. Just take it as unforgetable memory, and keep it in hear. Maybe, I really feel shame at that time, but now, the wound had recovered by time. Just take it easy, no negative feeling will be brought up from it.

Now is 5:01PM, they have finished 4 subjects till now, so as me at last year. Just need one more X subject, all the terrbile nightmare will be over. "Today in the next year, I won’t lose sleep anymore, if we will meet again, the bed must have changed…" It’s a song of a Hong Kong singger. Still remember I repeated it again and again when I faced the final examination. Tomorrow must be another day and will be better. What a good dream!

When I went to sleep this noon, I remember the same time last year, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t fall asleep with such a half waking and half sleeping body, I went to have examination. I shouldn’t make any excuse for it, but it really stirred ini my juice.

This one, it’s the  last diary before tomorrow, the new year of my blog. Is it the examination ending eve? So, it’s the 365 "烂日记" to me, and to my blog.

However, I always made a lot of memory noted here. What I have done? Crazy one.

I don’t know why I can stand for such a long time, nonestop writting my blog. I don’t know what or who give me such power, but I believe, there must be something exist.

At last, I must praise myself "You have done a good job! Carry on!" See you (my blog) next year.

Today is 06-07. A joyful and painful day, many students and their family hoped this days, someone will success or fall into a deep hell. No matter which, it’s also none of my business. Hope my friends will have a good luck, so as to all the senior three students. Though someone is still genious and someone is stupid as well.

Yesterday, I heard a frighened content about one of my classmates. And she is the student that what to bring her clothes to our room to dry everyday. Think about this, I still feel a little terrbile. We refused her yesterday evening, and at the same night, we heard her terrible history from her roommate. I think, she’s double character.

Superfically, she’s a normal oen. No one will realize her horrbile character until staying with her for a long time. At least, till last night, I think she has nothing special except a workaholic in study. She always mad unbelievable note at any classes. No matter useful or useless, and when she made notes, she can write without looing at the paper. Every time I just can see her studying. I have never meet her at lunch or supper. Teh only one that met her at breadfast, however, the speed of her eating is extremely slow.

From others’ work, she eats a lot of rice, a quatity of hers seems impossible for a girl. Adn the most horrbile thign is her character. She often comes and goes alone, and a strange smell always stays with her. When she can’t go to sleep at night, she will knock her bed rudely, and then weep for a long time.

At midnight, when you heard a terrible knocking from your roommate, and then some weeps. What will you think? It heard likes a scream movie, however, it really happened beside of me. Just 3 rooms away.

Though I’m taller and bigger than her, yet have such a classmate, are you afraid?!…

Tomorrow is the important day to senior three students. The last year of 06-06, I had forgotten what I was doing. What was I thinking at this time? Eating? Or just worrying about the thign happened at tomorrow. Was I anxious? Or I didn’t worry anything at all? However, now I can’t pick up any of them. One year, just one year, and what a long time. It brought all my memery away, and it also healed the wound which was serious at that time.

None of my business at all. But why I couldn’t get rid of it from my heart. Everybody pays plenty of attention to it, so am I. At some time in the past, I suffered a lot from it. Now a memery, just a memery to me, and it’s not so clear. I have fogotten the enthusiasm at that time.

Today, I didn’t my last physical experiment. The last one of this term. What a great! First of all, I recognized nothing of that "difficult" machine. It seemed a very complicated thing to do. In front fo it, I just liked a ignorant little child. All the knowledge I had learned seemed have no relationship with it. I was just sitting there, didn’t know how to study. THe machine I facing was different from the book, that’s the problem.

Time helped me solve it. No matter you could understand or not, you had to do it. And at last, the result came our, nothing was impossible.

However, the bad luck was far from this. A classmate said she wanted to bring her clothes to our room, and used the washing machine to dry it. All the people in my room wanted to refuse it, but till now, she still didn’t accept teh fact, and kept her mind as well. I don’t want to scold her, however, she’s not a stupid, why she still do so? What a enorous courage to stick to do it! If I was she, I had forgiven.

Bad luck, good luck, comes and goes, what situation I am now?