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   <title>和你在一起是折磨我自己</title>
   <description><![CDATA[每次你找我，我都很开心。<br /><br />
每次你找完我，我都很受伤。<br /><br />
每次，我还是想要你来找我。<br /><br />
我是自虐狂吧。哈哈。<br /><br />
一开始，我真的会乱想，遐想。现在不可能了，正如我们多次讨论的结果，尽管在我们身上淋上汽油，我们也不可能擦出火花。这个比喻实在太贴切了！<br /><br />
可是，我心里总是会有一个疑问。难道我就真的那么不值得你珍惜吗？<br /><br />
我真的很难想像你有把我当作你的朋友。毕竟朋友...<!--sp--><div class="addfav"><br />收藏到：<span class= "delicious"><a href="http://delicious.com/save?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffirstsergeant.blogbus.com%2Flogs%2F40867834.html&title=%E5%92%8C%E4%BD%A0%E5%9C%A8%E4%B8%80%E8%B5%B7%E6%98%AF%E6%8A%98%E7%A3%A8%E6%88%91%E8%87%AA%E5%B7%B1">Del.icio.us</a></span></div><br /><br /><div class="sysmsg"><b><a href="http://www.blogbus.com" target="_blank">博客大巴，你的个人传媒早班车</a></b></div><br /><br />]]></description>
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   <author>First Sergeant</author>
   <pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2009 16:45:25 +0800</pubDate>
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   <title>interview</title>
   <description><![CDATA[Yesterday I attended a interview for a teaching assistant in Crazy English. During the interview, I was not so nervous, however, I performed poorly. <br /><br />
My introduction was after two excellent (at least praised by the interviewer&nbsp;)&nbsp;...<!--sp--><div class="addfav"><br />收藏到：<span class= "delicious"><a href="http://delicious.com/save?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffirstsergeant.blogbus.com%2Flogs%2F40580868.html&title=interview">Del.icio.us</a></span></div><br /><br /><div class="sysmsg"><b><a href="http://www.blogbus.com" target="_blank">博客大巴，你的个人传媒早班车</a></b></div><br /><br />]]></description>
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   <author>First Sergeant</author>
   <pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 09:12:38 +0800</pubDate>
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   <title>我没有发言权</title>
   <description><![CDATA[<p>刚刚回到宿舍，正好听到一个室友再讲电话<br />据我估计，她应该在为准备语音语调大赛的获奖感言与心得而烦恼。<br />心酸啊我。想当日，我们组投入那么多时间练习，气势那么强大。<br />最后竟然惨败收场......平平淡淡的她们也得了一个二等奖<br />并不是说她们实力不如我们，只是，如此强烈的对比，让我不由想起&ldquo;门前冷落鞍马稀&rdquo;<br />今天再次与大奶奶讨论&ldquo;虚荣&rdquo;的问题<br />他教育我，&ldquo;只在乎过程&rdquo;这样的话很...</p><!--sp--><div class="addfav"><br />收藏到：<span class= "delicious"><a href="http://delicious.com/save?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffirstsergeant.blogbus.com%2Flogs%2F39777287.html&title=%E6%88%91%E6%B2%A1%E6%9C%89%E5%8F%91%E8%A8%80%E6%9D%83">Del.icio.us</a></span></div><br /><br /><div class="sysmsg"><b><a href="http://www.blogbus.com" target="_blank">博客大巴，你的个人传媒早班车</a></b></div><br /><br />]]></description>
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   <author>First Sergeant</author>
   <pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2009 22:50:35 +0800</pubDate>
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   <title>操场--走下去，我们的路</title>
   <description><![CDATA[<p>16日夜，我独自走在从六栋到操场旗杆的路上。发现，那段路很长...<br /><br />近1个月来，群贞、昀菲、殷尉和阿Ben总是出现在这条路上。嘻嘻哈哈，八挂不停。其间还夹杂着&ldquo;What the hell are you doing here..&rdquo;"excuse me?""You must have had one messed up night.""What you gonna cut me!""Will you sign my face?""Hi..."........</p><!--sp--><div class="addfav"><br />收藏到：<span class= "delicious"><a href="http://delicious.com/save?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffirstsergeant.blogbus.com%2Flogs%2F39531531.html&title=%E6%93%8D%E5%9C%BA--%E8%B5%B0%E4%B8%8B%E5%8E%BB%EF%BC%8C%E6%88%91%E4%BB%AC%E7%9A%84%E8%B7%AF">Del.icio.us</a></span></div><br /><br /><div class="sysmsg"><b><a href="http://www.blogbus.com" target="_blank">博客大巴，你的个人传媒早班车</a></b></div><br /><br />]]></description>
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   <author>First Sergeant</author>
   <pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 13:07:03 +0800</pubDate>
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   <title>谁说我不想哭</title>
   <description><![CDATA[<p>5月14日，落幕......<br /><br />昀菲说："我们本来约定决赛结束后，要大家一起痛痛快快地哭，可是昨天大家都不约而同地展现了自己冷静接受结果的一面。"<br /><br />而我，不冷静，也不接受。<br /><br />我永远忘不了。在你们充满期待的目光中，我自信自豪自满地走进后台。而工作人员却让我排在优胜奖的行列中。<br /><br />等待颁奖时，我的心情如何？不，当时没有心情。茫然，惘然，只想到台下的你们。<br /><br />接过奖状时，我在笑。笑得...</p><!--sp--><div class="addfav"><br />收藏到：<span class= "delicious"><a href="http://delicious.com/save?url=http%3A%2F%2Ffirstsergeant.blogbus.com%2Flogs%2F39523628.html&title=%E8%B0%81%E8%AF%B4%E6%88%91%E4%B8%8D%E6%83%B3%E5%93%AD">Del.icio.us</a></span></div><br /><br /><div class="sysmsg"><b><a href="http://www.blogbus.com" target="_blank">博客大巴，你的个人传媒早班车</a></b></div><br /><br />]]></description>
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   <author>First Sergeant</author>
   <pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 10:31:34 +0800</pubDate>
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